biggest plot twist in this game is that sidon is really messy

Taking Care of You - Bazz x reader

hi hi!!!! long time, no stories! i FINALLY got this one ready, and i couldn't wait to post it!

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y/n - your name 1.8k+ words (1,852) kinda nsfw at the end (take caution in last part)

‘Where is he?’

You’ve been waiting ever so patiently for Bazz to return from the _____ tower. It’s felt like an eternity, and with the sludge falling from the sky out were beginning to get worried. ‘I’m sure he’s fine.’ you think to yourself. ‘He’s probably caught up with this investigation and lost track of time.’

A few more hours pass. You’re sitting alone at the table, Bazz’s dinner growing cold. You sigh in frustration as you carry the plates to the sink. ‘He said he’d be back by now… right?’

Bazz had always told you when he expected to be home, and he was very clear that if he was going to be late, he’d let you know. You remember how hesitant he was to give you a specific time before leaving this morning, but he was very adamant about being home before sun down.

The sun’s just beginning to set.

‘Where is he?’

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It was late. There you sat, in the living area of your home, waiting. Waiting for Bazz to return. The sun had set hours ago, dinner was long past, and you wondered if he would ever walk through the door.

There was a strong bang like knock. You got up from your spot and opened the door cautiously to see Dunma, carrying the black and white Zora you’d grown to love. Your heart sank into your chest. “Bring him in.” 

Dunma entered your home and gently laid him down on the bed. “Do you know what happened?” you asked. She shakes her head slightly with a shrug. “I found him as I was heading back from the lake, passed out on the grass.” She sighs. “All I got from him was a quiet ‘Watch for the sludge’ before he was out again.” 

You caress his face with your hand as you listen. He looked to be in worse shape than you imagined. “Would you care to find Lady Yona for me? If it’s something to do with sludge, I think we should at least have her take a look at him.”

“Of course.” She turns for the door. “Oh, he’s going to hate me for having to report this to Prince Sidon.” 

And with that, Dunma left. You sit with Bazz, trying so hard to hold yourself together. He looks so lifeless, yet so… so peaceful. You hear him wheeze quietly, and it does make you feel a little better. You sit there for quite sometime, waiting for Lady Yona to arrive. And soon enough, she does. You answer the door, getting up slowly from your spot as to not disturb Bazz. 

“Y/n! Do you know how this happened?”

You shake your head. “All I know is that Dunma found him on her way back from Toto Lake.”

“That’s alright.” she says, following you to see Bazz. “For now, I’ll treat him as best I can, and we’ll go from there.”

“Thank you, Lady Yona. I really appreciate you.”

You walk out of the room and sit back on the sofa to wait.

You wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And just as you hoped, Lady Yona comes to you with a smile. “He seems to be doing fine for now.” She sits beside you, placing her hand over yours. “I can assure you that he’ll be back to his normal self soon enough. Just give it time.” Relief washes over you. “And if you find out any more information on this incident, feel free to let me know.”

“Thank you again, Lady Yona.” you reply. “And I will. Be safe on your way back to the infirmary.”

She gives you a nod before heading for the door. “One more thing.” she adds, turning back to you. “I know Bazz is one for staying busy, so please make sure he rests as much as he can. He’s very important to the domain, and Sidon’s very worried about his state. He has Rivan and Gaddison taking on most of Bazz’s duties until he feels that Bazz is ready to return.” She sighs. “You know how Sidon is… always worrying about something.”

You give her a smile. “I’ll make sure of it.”

“Good good!” She turns back to the doorway. “I’ll come back at some point in the next few days to check in on him. Let me know if there’s anything else I can do to help.”

Lady Yona heads back to the infirmary. You watch as she leaves, checking for any sludge that may be falling in her direction. And when you know she’s safe, you head back in to see Bazz. He’s still in the same position he was before, looking much better now. You kiss his forehead gently before laying down beside him, trying not to disturb his rest. He groans softly from the movement, however, your heart racing with excitement when he does so.

But, he remains asleep. And you decide that it’s probably best for you to get some rest as well.

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The sun rises over Zora’s Domain not too long after you’ve fallen asleep, the rays blinding you as you open your eyes. You let out a soft moan of disapproval, knowing that you won’t be able to sleep again until the sun has at least halfway set. You roll over to see Bazz turned on his side. Oh, it makes you feel so happy. You smile at him before getting up to make breakfast.

After some time, the kitchen starts to smell of cooked salmon and eggs. You hum quietly to yourself as you prepare a plate, feeling a rather familiar set of arms wrap around your waist. “My angelfish.” His voice is hushed and hoarse, as if he’s has a cold. “My lovely, darling angelfish.” He rests his head on top of yours, holding you tightly. “I’m sorry I was late last night. A lot happened all at once, and I—” 

You could tell he was uncomfortable standing. You manage to turn around and face him while he speaks, his arms not moving. “Bazz, you should be resting.”

“Nonsense.” he said. “What’s got you in such a tizzy?”

You sigh. “You gave me quite a scare last night, you know?”

“Whatever do you mean, y/n?” He scrunches his face a tad, as if he were in pain. 

You turn back around to finish preparing plates for the two of you. “Go lie in bed, and I’ll bring your breakfast.”

Bazz gives you a questioning look, but does as he’s told. You watch as he heads back to bed, stumbling over his own feet as he walks. You’re quick to help him, and once he’s back in bed, you grab the plates. As soon as he’s comfortable, you hand him his breakfast and sit down beside him. 

“Please tell me, my darling.” 

“We can discuss it after you’ve eaten.”

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“It’s all a blur, really.” he says, taking another bite of salmon. 

You’re quiet, still chewing the last bite of your food. You grab Bazz’s plate from him once he’s finished and take them back to the kitchen. It doesn’t take long for you to return, Bazz still trying to tidy up whatever he can manage to.

“Bazz, please lie down.” You knew this was going to be a hard time for both of you, but you never expected Bazz to disregard his state completely.

“Y/n please. I’m only trying to help.” he frowns.

You walk over to him as he’s crawling back into bed, placing the blanket over his body. “You can help by letting me take care of you.” You sit beside him, placing your hand over his that’s resting just below his chest. “Please…”

He exhales loudly. “Fine…”

You kiss his cheek softly before laying down. “So, what exactly happened?”

He takes a moment to respond, thinking hard about the incident. “Again, it’s mostly a blur. All I remember is getting pelted by sludge, Link using some splash fruit to clear it, and then taking a breather before making my way back. I don’t remember much after that, or even getting home.”

“Oh, Bazz…” 

“But at least I made it home… somehow.” 

You swallow. Hard. “Well, yes, but…”

“But what?”

“Dunma brought you home.”

Bazz gives you a stern, yet anxious expression. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Dunma brought you home.” you say once more. “Dunma found you.” Bazz was silent. “It was late. Very late. I was just about to turn in when she stopped by.” Tears start to fill your eyes. “Bazz, I was so worried I’d lost you, your body almost lifeless as it lie here. I— I don’t want to— to lose you.” You start to sob into your hands.

Bazz slowly reaches for your face, wiping your tears with his thumb. “Oh, my darling.” You look up at him giving you a reassuring smile. “I promise I’ll be around for a long time.”

“You can’t promise that, Bazz!” Somehow you manage to cry harder. Bazz pulls you into his chest, stroking your hair.

“Shh shh.” He holds you tightly. “My sweet, darling y/n. I know how much you worry when I’m away, and it’s alright.” You once again look at him, him nuzzling his forehead into yours almost immediately. “Let me reassure you that I’m not going anywhere.”

You’re both silent for quite sometime, Bazz gently rubbing your back to soothe your cries. He slips his free hand into yours and kisses your forehead.

“Are you sure this is comfortable for you?” you ask, almost whispering.

Bazz matched your tone, yet a little more softly. “Right now, I… I need you close to me.” He pauses, squeezing your hand. “It’ll help me feel better.”

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Over the next few weeks, Bazz is much better than he’s been. You share the information you got with Lady Yona, and she’s more than relieved to know Bazz fis in a much better state. More caution’s advised to the residence in the domain, mostly for the safety of the children and those not in the Zora Royal Guard.

“Do you have to return to your duties?” you ask. 

Though Bazz is healed, you’re hesitant to let him return to work. Just the thought of it terrifies you.

He nods, a little more reluctantly than you expect. “I do.” He takes your hand into his, pulling you close. “Though, I don’t wish to leave you for more than a second, my angelfish.” 

You exhale, feeling a little sad. “Please be safe.”

“I will.” He places his lips on yours. “I… will…” 

Slowly, he presses his lips to yours once more, one hand caressing your cheek, and the other pulling you closer and closer with every movement. He pulls away for just a moment to look at you, eyeing you in a way that makes your heart flutter. “Oh, y/n…” 

He has this look in his eye, something only you would know. “Work can wait.” he breathes. He picks you up, your legs wrapping around his torso as he carries you back to bed. The door shuts behind him as you both enter the bedroom.

“It’s my turn to take care of you.”

Kija

@thedragonsweek2019

Day One of The Dragons Week 2019 !  First up is Kija and I’m making this themed with their interactions with Lina, Yona & Jae-ha’s daughter from my AU Series look forward to each prompt having something to do with her!

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“And then the Four Dragons helped create the very tribes that are here today in Kouka, while they always were there to protect their master and-“ Kija stopped in the middle of his story when noticing the young Ryokuryuu was not paying attention. “Lina, this is very important I really wish you would listen, it’s important you know all about the legacy of the dragons before you.” The six year old in question huffed and crossed her arms. “I’m listening Uncle White Snake, really.” She shifted a bit on her seat on the rock. Kija sighed and shook his head, the young Green Dragon had taken up Hak’s habit of calling him that and it was impossible to break her of it by now, so he merely gave in. “What was the name of the first Ryokuryuu?” he decided to quiz her. “… Unnnnn…. Abi?” Lina sweatdropped hard as she knew she was screwed, her uncle had clearly caught her. “That was the Seiryuu, see you weren’t fully paying attention.” The Hakuryuu crossed his arms while looking sternly at her. Lina frowned seeing him a bit irritated at her. “… I’m sorry… Just it gets boring until you go on about all the cool battles they did and stuff… Do I really need to know everything about it? Uncle Hermit told me the basic stuff and he was actually there.” “I really wish you would refer to your fellow dragons by their names Lina, technically while you’re Jae-ha’s daughter we’re still all part of the Four Dragons, until the rest of the next generation are born. Then those would be your brothers.” Kija frowned though at the thought of little Lina watching all of them pass on as the next generation was born. “But that means you and Uncle Shin-ah would start… Dying like daddy is.” Lina whimpered, fighting the urge to start crying. “What good are all these legends if they can’t tell us how to stop our ‘brothers’ from going away like that? Mommy still needs all of you I can’t protect her by myself.” “Lina…” Kija bent down and hugged the little Ryokuryuu, stroking her red and green hair. “Shin-ah and I aren’t going anywhere, even if new the Hakuryuu and Seiryuu are born it won’t be for a little while… Look at your father, you’re already six and he only just started showing signs of slowing down, besides remember he’s blaming that on getting older, that’s all.” He tried to assure her. “I heard what you and Uncle Zeno said the other night…” Lina glared right at him, one that looked just like Yona when she was calling someone out on trying to avoid telling her the truth. Not to mention the fact she actually called the Ouryuu by name. “You were comparing what your daddy was like when he got weaker, and that most dragons don’t live long that I’m at the age most White Dragons lost their fathers.” Kija stiffened at that. “… Lina, you know your father doesn’t want you to be sad right? The princess doesn’t want you to be upset either, and she’s trying to stay strong for you too. We’re all hoping he’ll stay with us as long as possible, but we can’t help but worry when he’s going to start showing the signs of leaving us… Just to… Make it easier when it does happen, and besides...” He smiled at her, petting her on the head. “… If you spend all your time feeling sad and blaming yourself you’ll pass up those precious moments with your father to look back on. You see, I never got to play with my father or see him very much, and I miss him a lot sometimes.” “Really? Why couldn’t you be around your papa, Uncle Kija?” Lina asked, curious for once to hear one of his stories, as usually he was always going on about the legends and it bored the child. The White Dragon smiled hearing her say his name for a change. “Because of his dragon arm.” He stepped back and unwrapped his dragon hand, letting it enlarge a bit to give her an example. “It’s very easy to hurt someone by accident and everyone in my village feared he would hurt me out of rage that I was taking his place. My father dreamed of serving your mother but he didn’t live to be able to, and it made him very sad. So I devoted myself to his cause in his place.” He smiled, placing his dragon hand against his heart. “Just like one day you’ll be taking your father’s place at your mother’s side, as will your descendants will possibly one day serve the next Crimson Dragon. When that time comes you have to be strong to your successor and help them be ready, and by remembering our legacy we remember all those that came before us, keeping these powers protected and not abused, and to act out at the right time. It’s a hard duty and only the chosen few can do it, and I’m beyond honored I got to be the one that serves the princess when many of my predecessors before me only dreamed of this position. In fact I got an even better position than they ever thought, because now I’m helping the next generation learn and grow as well, by teaching you, Lina.” He smiled warmly at her, taking her tiny hand in his dragon hand. “Normally Hakuryuu just pass on their lessons and legends from generation to generation but only the White Dragons. I helped Shin-ah learn about the Four Dragons, and now you, I must say I am truly blessed.” He then got an idea. “Can I show you something?” Lina tilted her head as she nodded, watching the Hakuryuu turn around and lower his robes a bit to allow her to see the scar on his back. “Uncle Kija! What is this?” she gasped. Kija adjusted his clothes and turned back to look at the young Green Dragon as he explained. “This was made by my predecessor, my father. Right after I was born in fact. You see after that I was only allowed to see my father under supervision of the rest of the village and he was never allowed to touch me. This scar was the one and only time he lay his hand on me. He struck out of passion for his desire to serve his king, who ended up being your mother, and didn’t think when I was born and he knew he would die soon and never be given the chance to serve.” The Hakuryuu had a sad smile explaining this, but he continued. “He regretted it later, I knew by the expression on his face and the last time I saw him before he died, all he could say was how his final request was to touch me one time before he would go… I’ll always remember that forever that he paid for his one mistake and while in that one moment he hated me for taking his place and title, along with his life, that all he wanted was for me to be by his side during his final moments. You see I sneaked in and saw him shortly before he passed, and I’m glad I did… I got one more memory with him before he left, as I didn’t have many due to those short visits. That’s what I mean by what you and your father have is so much better, and the way Jae-ha just showers you with attention I have to admit I wish I had memories like that with my father, and I have to say I’m proud to have him as a brother, taking your birth as the happiest moment of his life and not the worst like most dragons did. You are his treasure, his world, and not a death sentence. You truly are just his precious daughter and I hope you’ll have all the happiest memories to take with you when the day comes that he joins all our predecessors up in heaven.” Lina was touched by the story, moved to tears even as she bawled out and hugged the Hakuryuu. “Oh Uncle Kija! I’m sooorrryyy!” she sobbed. “Huh? Oh Lina please don’t cry!!!” Kija panicked, worried he upset the little Green Dragon. “I had no idea all those stories meant so much to you! I should pay better attention!” Lina sniffed, rubbing her eyes. “Who is going to tell me all that stuff when you’re gone? I need to know all this to tell my little brother or sister when they’re older right? I’m sorry for being selfish Uncle Kija.” She whimpered, hugging him tightly. “It makes me so sad you couldn’t have that with your papa… I can’t imagine having someone that isn’t like daddy.” Kija smiled at that. “It’s alright Lina, and I’m glad you have your mother and father, along with all of us as your uncles.” “And Grandma Yoon!” she giggled. The Hakuryuu tried not to laugh at that, as he could just hear Yoon’s grumble in his head. “Speaking of which, how about we go help Yoon out with dinner then? You can make something special for Jae-ha and princess?” “Okay Uncle Kija!” Lina smiled as he lifted her up into his dragon arm, carrying her back to their camp. She then kissed him on the cheek. “Just don’t tell daddy I was crying again ok? I don’t want daddy sad either because it bothers him whenever I get upset about him leaving me, just like mommy I gotta be strong too!” Kija was blushing madly from the little Ryokuryuu’s peck on his cheek. “… Let’s do our best to be strong for them together then, your uncle will lend you whatever strength you need.”

do yona!!!

AHHH HELLO LOVE THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! i smiled so much when i saw this ask last night thank you for enabling me hehe (under a read more because i . am very chatty today JFLKG)

haven’t heard of it | absolutely never watching | might watch | currently watching | dropped | hated it | meh | a positive okay | liked it | liked it a lot! | loved it | a favorite

don’t watch period | drop if not interested within 2-3 episodes | give it a go, could be your thing | 5 star recommendation (please it’s so funnie, there is amazing chara dev, oh no i forgot my last point gfjg) (the manga esp is so amazing omg thank you miss kusanagi)

fav characters: yona: she is SO strong god i . god i love her sososo much i’m tearing up just thinking about her hjkgdfhgfjdhg her chara dev is SO amazing oh my god. if you watch the first episode and then read one of the most recent chapters you’d just be stunned at the difference . i love my queen i was going to go on some more about my other faves but this would get Long so i’ll just list them: the four dragons, yoon, and lili least fav characters: gogi (goji??) and perhaps the king that they’re facing off rn, i forgot his name jkghgdfjghffav relationship: hak and yona and hak and jae ha GDFJLKGJ they’re so dumb gdjksgk OH and yona and lili fav moment:omg okay honestly my memory of yona is like . super bad esp since i sped read it like . maybe a year or two ago gdfjkghdfg so i forgot a lot, though i plan to reread soon hehe (~: i actually reread the arcs where lili appeared and wow

like okay first . yona saving lili from that guy who was on nadai??? drop kicking him and then turning to lili to ask if she’s all right??? please that was really cool.... and also like. i really love how lili saw yona and was inspired to change because of her??? like she realized her own flaws/insecurities once (?) she saw yona’s strengths and was like shit dude??? when she realized her flaws i feel like, hm how to say gdfjghjf yona’s strengths helped her improve in the areas of herself that she was unhappy with?? that just makes me feel . so warm like. wow . gjdfksgjfkd but yeah she wanted to change things > her dad wouldn’t let/help her > and she was also. really scared?? but i feel like seeing yona’s displays of courage really helped her be more brave !!!! for ex, when they were staying at the inn where the guy responsible for nadai was at, yona put herself out there and protected lili and tetora. lili questioned yona’s actions and asked if she was scared and said that she wasn’t strong. yona pretty much agreed with those things but was like ‘even though i’m scared, i have to protect you both’ (or smth) and just. wow . that really. Does Something you know??? and i just love yona so much for that she’s so admirable like putting yourself out there even though you’re scared??? i..... h. and wow i’m really going off track . i feel like that all really fueled lili’s next actions of taking the golden water seal and making all those decisions for the better in order to try to get rid of the nadai. if i remember correctly, even though she was scared and knew of the repercussions, she still went on because of the courage she saw yona had and because she really cared about her nation and i just !!!!! fuck man !!!!!!!! she’s so strong and that made me so happy to see that she wasn’t held back by her fears and that she was willing to sacrifice things for the better like . god man . 

and i just love their friendship besides that like when they hung out in the tent and just their convos are so fun!!!!! i love that yona is lili’s first friend like i think that’s so cwute ))): i would die to see an ova or an extra story of just them hanging out and having fun like god i really love their bond so much like every time they’ve had to part i get so emo like no please stay together T___T and i also really love that they’re both figures ??? of royalty in some sense idk why i think it’s kool gkjdghfdoh and that guy who tried to kill yona after they were exiled, his chara dev was great i love and appreciate that gjkfdhgjf

headcanons/theories: oh BOY i WISH i had some ugh but my brain and its lack of creativity ://// oh wait hm maybe i would like to think that hak one day is able to move on and receive some sort of closure from what soo won did ???? like i completely recognize that it’s super hard to recover from what happened ://// like god his. anger from when he first saw soo won again???? like zude . i feel like that was illustrated vvv nicely but it was also so sad to see how mad he got bc it just means that he’s hurting so much you know ))): like his anger and pain was so strong that it was so difficult to hold him back ))): 

hm i like to think that the night of when that happened, yona just sits with hak outside and he just starts talking about his feelings and yona is just there listening because hak doesn’t really talk about his feelings )): he usually  keeps the Cool and Strong front for Princess Yona but those feelings are bound to come out one day, and that day was after seeing soo won again. he goes on about how it felt to see him again and you know about how he just felt so betrayed and hurt, about how ‘i refuse to believe that the gentleness we were shown was fake’ (as said by yona but i like to think that hak feels this way too) and i just feel like that makes it so much more painful because. you have someone who was your childhood friend who was really nice to you and who you had a lot of fun with. then one day they turn around and suddenly take the life of someone very important to you. you want to hate this person and detest them and lock away any memory of them, but it’s hard because you have fond memories of them, they were a good person to you. so then it’s like how do you feel??? i feel like it leaves them feeling vvv conflicted and torn. and it’s just so. heartbreaking to hear hak express his feelings like this esp because she can Feel his hurt. they’re sitting side by side and it’s dark with Minimal moonlight but she can still see the slight tears ): she can’t hear him crying because he’s talking normally and masking it somehow gjdkfhgjf but she gently puts his head on her shoulder and takes his hand and i die unpopular opinion: hm i sadly don’t see that many akayona opins in general so i don’t know :/// oh hm one of them may be that i don’t really like soo won??? gdjkghf like i’ve seen some people say they like hm... and i honestly don’t know how to feel??? i’m trying to pay more attention to his character during my reread and right now i’m Conflicted because . you know gjdkfghdfjgf but hm he is interesting thoughhow’d you find it: OH boy so i have a friend who i watched anime with during my last year of hs and she recommended that we watch yona!!! it was sososo funny omg the anime is so fun!!!! i really loved it and decided to read the manga and oh Man am i so happy that i did because it shows way way more than the anime does and it’s SO good SO amazing i love

random thoughts: zude i feel SO sad for zeno ))): okay before i go into it, first can i just say. the fucking TRAUMA of everyone seeing his power for the first time???? when he got cut up and got his HEAD cut off ???? like miss kusanagi did not hold back with that and showed it i gjdghj and god yona’s expression when that happened like the HORROR on her face i . even though he ended up being okay, i don’t know how someone can recover from that trauma you know???? of seeing a loved one get their head taken off like that??? like god....

but anyway onto my point gdjfklgf i feel so sad for him because of his immortality )))): like he’s going to go through his life meeting and bonding with so many people that he’s going to eventually lose )): as he goes through out his life, he must get sad thinking about the people who he’s lost and how he can never talk to them again no matter what. he carries these memories of loved ones and i think that SUCKS i would literally just want to die i don’t think i can deal with a loved one dying, and for that to happen again and again forever???? like..... zude 

also jae ha is so stupid i love him  

Zenzai Soup

Yona of the Dawn | Akatsuki no Yona

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“You lied to me.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Then why is your forehead so hot and covered in sweat?”

“It’s the heat.”

“It’s winter. And snowing.”

“I’m cold, then.”

“No, you have a cold, probably even the flu!” (Y/N) plonked herself on the blue dragon’s bed, her star-striking eyes feathered with elegant lashes showing sympathy, plus a pinch of pique. “Why didn’t you tell anyone, Abi? You’re the only one who constantly over-exerts yourself in every battle.

“I don’t…”

“You fight with a sword without giving yourself so much as a breather, and then use your dragon power that gives you paralysis in return. That’s what you call ‘over-exertion’.” She placed her hand on his forehead as she compared her own temperature. “And now you’re bedridden.”

“Don’t tell the others. It’s humiliating.”

“They already know. It’s pretty obvious.”

Abi grumbled. “Then don’t let them come in-- their voices are ear-wretching enough from here as is.”

(Y/N) sighed. “Well, at least you’re still you.” She picked up the metallic tray of empty bowls and teacups and headed for the room’s entrance. “I’ll come back with a wet cloth for your forehead. So in the meantime, stay.”

“I’m not a dog.”

“Oh, and also,” she called out as she popped her head through the door again, “do you have a soup preference?”

His eyes opened just that little bit more, and his cat-like eyes seemed to turn into a puppy’s. He pulled the blanket up to his nose, and his words were muffled as he replied with some embarrassment.

“Huh? What was that?”

“...Zenzai…”

“The one with the mochi?”

Frowning like a child, too prideful to admit his guilty pleasure, he stiffly nodded.

(Y/N) giggled to herself, giving him a thumbs up, before closing the door behind her. Abi, meanwhile, sank further into his bed, his deep ocean-blue hair splayed across the pillows of cottony comfort. Why me, his thoughts chanted. What good am I to my king like this?

Knowing the dragon warriors, he was surely making a fuss already, Abi predicted. And he wasn’t wrong; as soon as (Y/N) had set foot out of the blue dragon’s quarters, she was swarmed by three other dragons.

“How is he? Is he okay, (Y/N)?” Zeno fretted.

“How weak is he to let himself catch some cold? What an idiot.”

“It’s my fault as his brother for not having noticed the signs sooner...”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “It’s just a bug, guys. It’s been going around the castle-- I’m surprised none of you are sick, either.”

“We’re tough, unlike that half-assed kid in there,” Shuten pointed to his room, followed by a bonk on the head by Guen.

“Can’t you have a heart for once? He’s our brother. We should be helping him recover quickly.”

“Uhm, he actually told me he doesn’t want to see any of you… It’s probably better he rests for now, anyway.”

“What!? And you call me heartless, Guen! That bastard.”

(Y/N) shushed the dragons, desperate for hers to get the rest he deserved. “Just keep yourselves busy. Surely that can’t be too hard.”

“And do what?”

Shoving the tray of dishes into Shuten’s hands, she shooed them away from the room’s vicinity, complying with Abi’s wishes for peace and quiet.

The bug has been pretty bad lately, she pondered, hoping no-one else would get sick. One ill warrior was enough for her to handle. Swiftly, she scurried to the kitchen to make a start on his favourite soup.

…

The sweet scent of the sticky delicacy mixed with a red bean fragrance wafted to his nose the moment she re-entered his room, stirring him enough from his drowsiness to feel the butterflies in his tummy flutter with her return. Her company was a kind that he welcomed gladly, which was saying something, considering his lack of welcoming nature at all. She made him feel like a normal person again, as opposed to some monster the public makes him out to be.

“I made it to your liking as best as I could. I’m not a chef, so don’t hate me if your health worsens.”

“It smells good…”

“I made you some more green tea, too. I heard it’s good for your immune system.”

“But… we don’t even have camellias in the kingdom…”

“I went for a walk,” she smiled. “I hope I didn’t take too long.”

“In the snow? You’ll get sick, too…”

“Stop talking. Eat your soup,” she ordered as she shifted his pillows so he would sit upright. She made herself comfortable by his side as she sat cross-legged on his large double-bed next to his lying figure.

He let her spoon-feed him as he couldn’t even feel his limbs anymore. The warm liquid travelled down his throat and he was instantly overcome with a melting sensation of pure bliss and satiate. It was exactly what he needed.

“...Good?”

“Good.”

“You should stay sick all the time. I don’t think I’ve heard you compliment my cooking before, let alone me.”

“You’re just too forgetful to remember…”

“Care to refresh the memory of a forgetful nurse?” she smirked as she fed him another spoonful, feeling great relief every time he greedily gulped the soup.

“You’re my forgetful nurse…”

(Y/N)’s face was instantly painted a bright red. “Y-You’re not supposed to say that out-loud! No-one knows about us, yet!” she whisper-yelled. To her surprise, he giggled.

“You’re the least annoying out of everyone, you know...”

“And you’re delirious.” Putting down the bowl of soup, she wrung a piece of cloth from a bowl of icy water and placed it on his sweating brow. “I didn’t even put alcohol in the soup, and now you’re acting all funny on me.”

“You’re funny.”

“...Finally someone who agrees with me.”

“And beautiful…”

Her heart skipped a beat, and it was enough to make her feel like she was on cloud nine. She had to stop what she was doing and cover her face from his heart-stealing gaze, convinced he could see her heart parading about inside her chest.

“That must be some fever you’ve got.”

“I mean it.”

“...Really?”

He nodded. His eyes suddenly began to grow weary and she could see the struggle to stay awake. After recomposing herself, she fixed his pillows again and pulled the blanket up to his chin while gently wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Can you… stay…?” he panted. His hand search blindly for hers as his eyes remained closed to combat the onset vertigo.

She caught his hand in hers, giving it an affectionate squeeze. “Of course.”

“Can you sing… for me?”

“Sorry, that’s way too much to ask.”

“Please? I… like your voice...”

She sighed, hating the feeling of obligation to abide his request. Nonetheless, she pushed through her embarrassment and softly sang her go-to melody, slowly lulling the not-so scary dragon man into a child-like slumber of needed peace. She watched his lips curve upwards the more she sang, and her confidence was boosted.

When Abi wouldn’t let go of her hand, despite her being convinced he was in a deep sleep, she let herself lay down next to him, her other hand gently caressing his hot cheeks of rosy red. Slowly, she succumbed to the lulling of his soft breathing and drifted to sleep with him.

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C.hs #1: Prom Date

Genre: Fluff, School

Category: Sweet Seventeen

Word Count: 2497 words

A/N: This has been in my drafts for quite sometime now and I finished it just in case i forget! Enjoy~

The ticking of the clock was only sound that filled in your bedroom while the dimmed desktop lamp gave the room a melancholy glow. Your parents were working overtime for the fourth time this week and your two year old brother sounded asleep in the next room. You were getting some studying done and truth be told, you were actually trying to study. For the past hour and a half, you’ve been procrastinating by scrolling through your favourite social media. You looked at the clock hung beside the door and sighed, it was only nine o’clock.

Slouching your back, you made your way to the kitchen and shuffled through the fridge to grab a soda. You nearly dropped your drink when you heard vigourous knocking at your door.

Rolling your eyes, you already knew who it was.

Your best friend, Hansol Vernon Chwe.

You swung the door open and dropped your can when you felt a heavy weight on you. His scent strong with beer. Vernon was drunk, as usual.

“Let me guess.. You got dumped by your girlfriend again?”

“Mm.” Vernon nodded, his face on your shoulder.

Couldn’t take his weight any longer, you snorted, “Come on, I’ll get you a glass of water.” you pulled him in and threw him on the couch. “Gosh you’re heavy.”

“She.. left me.. for another guy…” he said groggily.

“You dated Yona, the school’s flirt queen. Of course she’ll date you only for a week.” you said in annoyance, “Have I told you to not pursue her? This is like, what, your third girlfriend this month?”

“Why? Do you think you can do a better job of being my girlfriend?” he chuckled with shades of red and pink on his face.

You jumped, blushing. “Well I-” you frowned, “You’re drunk, Vernon.” you said as you left to get him a glass of water.

“Ha! I’m not drunk!”

“Oh yeah? Prove it.”

“You blushed when I asked you a question earlier!” he laughed with a snort. “I’m sober you know.”

You held your cheek and you splashed him with his glass of water because you felt yourself blush again. Vernon was your type but imagining you and him being in a relationship? It was just a wishful thinking, and you definitely didn’t want to lose the friendship if that ever happens. Even though you liked him since you were in the 4th grade.

“Hey what the heck was that for?” he spat.

“You’re awake now? Gosh you should work on your drinking issues.” you scratch your head.

“Don’t expect me to drink from the floor.”

“Oh I’d like to see you try.”

“Whatever. Got an extra tee for me to wear?” he stood up, walking towards your room. “Thanks.”

“Wait- I didn’t even say yes!” you called out.

“You just did!”

You sulked on the couch. It was always like this. Vernon would always stop by your apartment either drunk on one day or sober on the next. It was his way of ‘getting over’ his past girlfriends or he ran away from home, saying your apartment felt more homely than his. Your home was his go-to place to sleep in and you were basically his confidant. He was more or less a freeloader.

“So this is where my tee at.” he came out with his daffy duck shirt. “I’ve been looking for this you know.”

“Oh sorry. It was very comfortable to wear and I was so attached to it I forgot it was even yours.”

“I’d rather for you to be attached to me instead.” he mumbled.

You glanced at him and scrunched a confused brow. “You said something?”

“Uh. Nope.” he flopped on the couch next to you, forgetting about the damp area where you splashed the water at, “Got any movies to watch?”

“Yep.”

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You woke up the next morning and jolted out of the couch remembering you had to bring your brother to day care. Vernon had already left and your phone buzzed, receiving a text message.

>>I’ll be going home to take a shower and have a change of clothes. See you at the bus stop at eight thirty sharp.

You smiled as you put a hat on your sibling’s head, replying to Vernon’s message.

<<Got it. See you loser.

The hardest part was to leave the house, it had always been. You couldn’t do anything at least, because once your foot sets outside your door, you would receive glares, pitiful looks, and clicked tongues from your neighbours.

The kid you had in your arms wasn’t your child, but your brother.

You had expected for this to happen, given the age gap. Your parents had married young, at 16. Because of that, they worked countless nights for you, and you spent most of your time at Vernon’s place. Though they got busier two years ago. Before you knew it, your brother was born.

They’d be home during the weekends or sometimes three times a month. You hoped that the people around would understand, but the world didn’t work that way. There would always be judgment and critics, you had to accept it.

Vernon knew about your situation and much to your relief, he helped a lot quite often. People at the university thought that he was the father and he was sure that he explained more than a thousand times that the kid was your brother.

“Got you and Seungjae breakfast.” he shook the plastic bag he had in hand, carrying your brother with one arm after.

“Thanks. We stop at his daycare first and to uni we go.”

“Ew you sound like a mom.” he joked.

“Gross you act like a dad.” you echoed his tone waved your arm to signal the bus.

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“Y/N, we’re on duty for prom decorations.” Seungkwan, you and Vernon’s best friend, called out, carrying a box.

“Right.” You swung your sling bag around your shoulder. Following Seungkwan down the stairs, you came upon realization that you had to pick your brother up. “Seungkwan-ah, I have to-”

“Don’t worry about it.” he cut you off.

Your mouth went agape. “You didn’t even hear what I was supposed to say.”

“It’s about your brother right?” he pushed the door with his back as he let you into hall. “I told Vernon to get him in your stead since you are on duty with me for the decorations.”  

“Oh..” you smiled, “Thanks Seungkwan.”

“No biggie.” he said as he put the box on a table. “I don’t get it. Why on earth do we have prom in uni when proms are meant for high school? Oh my gosh.”

“You’re the one to talk. Don’t forget you’re the one of the people who organised this.” you giggled, tying up your hair to get ready.

“That’s the point. Gosh I hate myself for pushing this. I wanna back out.”

“Why back out? Everyone already joined. Besides, you missed the prom in high school,” you paused, “on purpose.”

“Ah.” he scratched his head. “Y/N, you know very well what the reason was.”

Seungkwan had a pretty harsh memory about senior prom. He called in busy when he actually wasn’t. The situation was, well quite dramatic. He attempted to ask his long time crush, Cheng Xiao, to be his date. Tables had turned that he ended up rushing to the male’s toilet and threw up. He said she was too cute that it got him too nervous. When he got back, Cheng Xiao already accepted one guy’s invite.

“I know. I know. Who knows she might be your date this year.”

Seungkwan blushed and threw confetti at you. “Let’s just get this done, shall we?”

“Alright.” you waved the confetti off you.

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You exchanged glances at your laptop then at Vernon, who was helping your brother colour his colouring book. You thought about the prom- or UniOn Dinner, as the teachers called it. There wasn’t any news from Vernon of having a dinner date, and you hoped he was still free. He was the only guy friend you were close with, besides Seungkwan.

You blushed at the thought. No way. Being the playboy he normally was, he probably already had three dates reserved for the prom. You shook your head and gently slapped your cheeks to erase that thinking.

Vernon looked at you. “You alright?”

You jumped at his sudden voice, “Y-yeah. I’m cool, I’m alright.”

“Okay.” he stretched his legs on the couch. “You don’t mind that I stay here for another night?”

“Do whatever you want.”

He nodded. The house finally quieted down as your brother fell asleep. You didn’t know why, but being with Vernon was meant to be normal. Should be very normal in fact. However, something made you feel awkward with him. It could be the prom that made you feel this way. You certainly wanted him to be your date but it wasn’t all that easy to ask him. You wanted him to make the first move.

The following morning came by quickly. You’ve finally pushed away your bottled cowardliness within and gathered up the courage to ask Vernon for prom dinner.

Should be a piece of cake, you mentally told yourself.

Or so you thought.

“Yeah I’d love to.” you stopped behind a wall to have heard a voice of a girl.

“Cool. So I’ll see you on Friday at 6pm?”

Your eyes widened. That was Vernon’s voice. You clenched your heart to cease the aching but it didn’t- it only hurt more. He sounded happy and excited. Well he should be because the girl he asked out accepted his invitation to prom. On the contrary, you weren’t. You shook your head and left for home.

You heard Seungkwan called out for you but you didn’t bother to stop or turn around. His voice was muffled by your thoughts. What is this? You surely knew that one had no right to react on such a situation unless you and a person were a thing. Well heck, you thought that this was a situation that had every right for you to react. Even though you shouldn’t.

Before anything that happened, it was already Friday. Your brother was with your grandparents for the weekend and here you were locked at home, not planning to attend the dinner. Bummed out that Vernon had already asked a girl out, it confirmed that you do like Vernon more than just a friend and by heavens you wanted to be something more.

Seungkwan texted you saying that Cheng Xiao was date and he was on cloud nine. He also promised that we wouldn’t throw up in front of her. He hoped you would catch up since you did play your part in the preparation.

“It’s impossible now.” you told yourself.

Getting off bed, you checked the clock, it was half past six and Vernon probably met up to pick up his date and went for dinner.

Just then, the doorbell rang and your lousy self forced your way to the door. For sure it would be girl scouts selling you cookies every day every two hours. You thought it was annoying.

“Look girls please don’t ask me to buy your dumb cookies.” you said as you opened the door.

“Then can you buy some of my time?”

You looked up. A suited, backcombed, and a fresh looking Vernon in front of you. “Han? What’re you doing here? Where’s your date?”

He smiled and stiffly swayed with his hand in his pockets. “I’m speaking to her right now.”

Your mouth opened and didn’t say a word, too shocked to be hearing this. “I- I must be dreaming..”

Vernon chuckled a little and leaned closer, giving you kiss on the cheek before saying, “No you’re not.”

You blushed and you were sure that you were red like your period. “What? What about the girl you asked out?”

“Yewon? No, I didn’t ask her out.”

“But I heard you a few days ago.. You asked her out.”

“Oh that? I asked her to help me find you a pair of footwear and a gown, so we met up. Nothing else.” he shook the bag he was holding. “I was going to tell you about it but Seungkwan told me you ran out crying before I could.” he sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“No I should be sorry. I misunderstood you.”

You and Vernon smiled at each other. “So get dressed, we don’t want to be late now, do we? I’ll wait here.”

You shut the door and changed into the gown Vernon got you. It was in your favourite colour, though it was new to you as reached to the ground. It had a V open at the back so it was rather revealing. You put on a little make up and fixed your hair into curls before tying it into a low messy bun.

Vernon was waiting outside, holding the hairpiece he got you. He wished he did ask you out personally but he thought he should surprise you since you took your time to listen to his problems with his past girlfriends and problems he had at home. Though he knew you since you were ten, there was something about you he couldn’t find on any other girl. Only you had it- a loving heart.

He immediately stood up when you said you were ready. He loved the way you looked. He thought you looked a ballet dancer- elegant yet sophisticated. You were the answer to his worries and he knew you like the back of his hand. There he realized his missing piece was you. And you were home to him.

You sheepishly smiled at him, quite embarrassed yet you felt ecstatic about what would happen. Even though you were quite upset of him not asking you personally, you mentally scolded yourself for running away. But none of it mattered now. He was still your date.

“You.. You look beautiful..” he said, looking away as he covered half of his blushing face.

“T-thank you.” you stuttered. Vernon reached out and placed the hairpiece on you.

“I didn’t prepare us a ride so would riding my bike work?”

You slapped his shoulder playfully. “Hansol!”

“I’m kidding.” he smiled then kissed your forehead and gestured his hand to you, “Shall we?”

“Let’s.” you responded with glee and walked to the car he had parked earlier.

“I chose the gown by the way.” he whispered.

“Hansol!” you blushed.

Having your best friend/ crush as your prom date? It could happen.

This isn’t NEW Su-won Behaviour

I normally hate Su-won on a regular basis and he conflicts with my heart because one minute I want to hold him, the next I want to smack him, but right now I’m more surprised at other people’s reaction in regards to him denying Yona her request to not go to war. 

People seem to forget that this isn’t a change of character for him, he has always been like this. When one of the countries, can't remember which, was in a battle with Kouka over a specific area, which at one point had been Kouka’s, this being the chapter the other dragons got ill because they were far away from Kouka, and I'm pretty sure this was the point in the series Zeno’s powers were revealed. Anyway, the casualty would have been that village regardless of the fact that Su-won had won because the enemy nation knew they were losing so they decided that they would go out fighting as the village would be Kouka’s and Kouka would have to deal with the damage. In wars that tended to be, rape, murder, and pillage. Had the HHB not been there, that village most likely would have suffered greatly and Su-won is no fool. He understands that there are consequences to his actions but he still does things regardless. That village, Yona and Hak’s relationship. He is willing to throw things away for the sake of his goals, even if those things will leave him being isolated, alone, and hated by the very people he once loved (or still does, his face this chapter looked very sad and hollow, like he wished there was another way but knows there isn’t).

Also, the fact he knows what his father did to Kouren, means that this was part of his plan all along. Long before Yona and the gang got involved. Regardless of the fact he is doing this for the apparent good of Kouka, Kouren’s people will suffer because of his actions, thus will only perpetuate the hatred for future generations if he keeps behaving this way. His desire for power and to keep the Kai empire at bay may result in his own downfall.

He wants to make Kouka great again, which I think may be his biggest mistake, especially in regards to the Wind tribe because there is no unity between them and the King. Su-won and company blamed Hak for what happened and then the fire tribe had the Wind’s water supply dammed in order to capture Yona and Hak and had the merchants almost killed (regardless of the fact the fire tribe did it, the sky tribe initiated the coup and were the masters behind it). They forced Hak to abandon his title and leave his only home and family behind. The Wind were forced into submission, had it been their choice, they would have fought Su-won and the fire tribe.

The Wind are loyal to each other, each member is a precious family member. Seriously, the fact that this war is most likely going to be fought in their territory means Su-won’s going to be majorly disadvantaged when Mundock and mini Hak are going to side with Yona, without question. The other tribes aren’t like the wind, loyalty isn’t just a pretty word to them that they will throw around whenever it's convenient to them. It means something.

This chapter really makes me want to give everybody who has kept silent, a nice big smack in the face because even if Su-won did the killing, the other generals, and various people who knew about what he did are still being quite about it, even following the bastard.

The fact that our precious cinnamon roll blames himself for something he had no control over and was used makes me so upset. He became an accomplice of a crime he had no idea was going to happen to someone he respected and ended up hurting that man’s daughter, who he cared for. Major slap in the face and a punch to the gut, that is, considering the person who relayed the information to Su-won was someone who he trusted.

Yet Yona is trying to forgive which I give her major props. I would not be able to do something like that. I think a large part of that has to do with the fact that people hated her father, very few of them cared about him so why would they care about her and her wants, especially when you think of her request only really benefits her. It’s not like anyone in Kouka other than the obvious people will miss or care about the dragons. Su-won is right. he can’t prioritize Yona’s desires when he knows Kouren won't just stop because even when Yona left she was planning on her strategy of attack. She knows it most likely won't go well but is giving her a chance none the less most likely to teach her a lesson that a man like Su-won needs to be put down rather than talked too. 

This time the consequences are real and she is put in the middle. This will also be the first war Yona has been in, which will be quite traumatic for her as she will most likely see people she loves dies...(please let Mundock live, I want sexy badass grandpa to live and see his great grandbabies) anyway, this has in many ways put Yona back where she was without the dragons. This will be where all her skills in archery and with the sword are going to have to come to use. This is where Yona will fight beside Hak and hope fully in a moment of passion confess her undying love to him, or the other way around. That works too.

CAN’T WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!!

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01. Are you named after anyone?  Lauren Bacall I think? She is kind of awesome so yeah, I’m happy with that explanation.

02. When was the last time you cried?  Honestly it happens so often I can’t really...  Oh yeah. Yesterday watching Kenshin say goodbye to Kaoru again. Bit teary. Last time I cried was with Anohana’s ending. There was snot. It was pretty bad. I cry a lot.

03. Do you like your handwriting? It’s kinda round and childish but it’s legible and pretty enough to look at. It serves. I’m sort of always trying to cute it up a bit. I really admire all that kawaii stuff girls do in Japan with their hiragana.

04. What is your favorite lunch meat?  Not big on meat for lunch. Does tuna count? No? Probably chicken then.

05. Do you have kids? Nope. Maybe in the future, I got back and forth.

06. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? Hard to say? It depends on what sort of person I was. I think I’d feel protective of Lauren and try and build up her self esteem more? Maybe get annoyed by how much she talks. :’D But yeah I think we’d get along okay, I get along okay with most people. 07. Do you use sarcasm? Only every other sentence. Sarcasm is pretty much the only sort of humour I know.

08. Do you still have your tonsils? Yes. I think I was at the tail end of the time when it was common practice. 

09. Would you bungee jump? Holy hell no. I do not have a death wish, nor do I want to replicate the feeling of being about to die thank you.

10. What is your favourite kind of cereal?  Cornflakes.

11. Do you untie your shoe laces when you take them off? Only if they won’t come off easily, normally I do just kick them off unless they’re leather or something expensive.

12. Do you think you’re a strong person? I can cope with a lot of crap thrown my way, but I hate change and overanalyse everything so it’ll likely affect me for years. I don’t let things go very well. I’ll cope well enough in the moment but I’ll be missing the way things used to be and grieving or angsting over it for a long time.

13. What is your favorite ice cream?  Pistachio or green tea.

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? Their eyes, their voice. Little expressions they do a lot. Whether they’re physically close or distant. How relaxed they are.

15. What is your least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? Hmm. My body image is quite healthy I think. I’m not fond of my chin, I wish I had more definition there. Sometimes I fret over my tummy pudge but usually not.

16. What color pants and shoes are you wearing? Currently barefoot in a red frock.

17. What are you listening to right now? .... ‘And I’m home.’

18. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?  Cornflower blue.

19. Favorite smell?  Cloves. It smells ridiculously good. Is it possibly to be physically attracted to a scent? If I could bottle it or find a perfume of it I’d wear it everywhere but then I’d be sniffing my own clothes all the time.

20. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? .....uuuuuuuuuuuum probably my mum.

21. Favorite sport to watch?  Ice skating? Dancing? I don’t like watching sport much at all.

22. Hair color? Dark brown, but in the summer it goes a kind of mousy brown which I dislike so I usually dye it red with henna.

23. Eye color? Dark brown, pretty close to black.

24. Do you wear contacts? No but I’d like to wear coloured ones sometime.

25. Favorite food to eat? Japanese food. Mostly noodles and snacks.

26. Scary movies or comedy? Hard to say. I don’t like a lot of the comedy movies out in cinemas. If it’s a TV series like Mash or Red Dwarf or something then comedy, otherwise I’ll struggle through a horror movie. I do enjoy supernatural horror.

27. Last movie you watched?  Logan. Pretty good movie. I was expecting to be disappointed and I wasn’t.

28. What color shirt are you wearing?  Red frock.

29. Summer or winter? Winter. I hate the heat. Living in Australia is a trip :’D

30. Hugs or kisses? Kisses oh my gods. I’ve been kissed once and yeah, I like it a lot. But cuddles are awesome too. Just all that stuff. 

31. What book are you currently reading? ... American Gods, The Left Hand of Darkness and about half a dozen other books I dropped halfway through.

32. Who do you miss right now? Genna. She died last November. And dad. He died three years ago. I’ll always miss them. I’m home with my brother and mum right now so there’s no one else to miss. Although a friend of mine moved out of state so I miss her too. I miss my friends, but I’ll see them tomorrow and Monday.

33. What is on your mousepad? It’s some generic scribbles, I just bought it for a few dollars at the newsagents. Although I remember dad had a really nice one with koi fish and a cat on it. I should look for one like that.

34. What is the last tv program you watched? Yona of the Dawn probably. If we’re talking live action I think it must have been Penny Dreadful a few months back. I’ve dropped off TV quite a bit.

35. What’s the best sound? Rain on the roof. Thunder. 

36. Rolling Stones or Beatles? Either? Depends on my mood.

37. Where’s the furthest you’ve traveled? *Does some mental calculations* ...... England? Is that the furthest away? I’ve been to most of Europe so.

38. Do you have a special talent?  Drawing. Writing. Crochet. Sewing. Japanese. There’s a bunch depending on what you consider ‘special.’

39. Where were you born? Australia! 

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“Jae-ha… I don’t understand you.” The Ryokuryuu chuckled at the young princess who stared at him confused as to why he stopped her from leaving. “Why? I’m just an extremely honest guy who tells it like it is… And I like to have a lady by my side on beautiful nights like this one, so for the party tonight mind being that cute girl by my side?” Yona smiled at that, taking her seat next to him once more. “I suppose I don’t mind. I guess I’m just not used to somebody speaking so… Freely with no care or remorse how others react or judge.” Jae-ha smiled at her, taking her hand into his. “I’m sure most watch their words in front of a lovely princess after all, and not just out of respect for royalty.” “Well that’s true I guess, after all it seems like most people outside the palace were-“ Yona then realized her words were trailing off and her eyes widened. She had never told the Green Dragon that she was the princess! She had merely introduced herself as ‘Yona’ and that was it. “How did you?!” she gasped. “I had a hunch.” Jae-ha seemed amused at her shocked expression. “Also Kija has a bad habit of calling you princess in front of everyone, when we met I thought he was just calling you that instead of master or something, but then I heard Hak mutter it while we were fighting on Kumji’s ships… You could say I put the pieces together after some thinking. I was a bit thrown off at first since the rumors were that you had died but here you are.” He smiled warmly and pressed his lips against the back of her palm. “It has been an honor to meet you and fight by your side, Princess Yona. I must say the stories of your beauty do not do you justice, you’re as radiant as the dawn itself.” Yona felt her cheeks burn at that, she quickly looked away. “… So you’ve known yet you still treated me the same? … It doesn’t change anything?” “Why should it?” Jae-ha shrugged. “You’re still you, title or not. Besides I’m a pirate, or rather former pirate as of tonight. I don’t abide by any rules outside of those set by the captain, and even then I’ve been known to bend a few and get a scolding.” He chuckled. Yona giggled at that. “I could see Captain Gigan getting frustrated with you sometimes… It’s just… Refreshing, to see someone treat me as just a normal girl for a change… Shin-ah doesn’t really understand because he was isolated so he doesn’t treat me special like that but he doesn’t talk much to anyone. Yoon doesn’t like royalty so he speaks to me normally but there are times he still remembers I’m a princess… And Kija’s been fascinated with me since we met, and Hak…” she smiled warmly. “… He’s been my friend since childhood and promised my father to watch over me… But even with having known me for so long there are times he still insists on treating me the same as if we were in the palace, I don’t mind because I did ask him to continue calling me ‘princess’ so that someone remembers father’s legacy…” she explained. “… But at the same time, it’s been interesting meeting the captain and her not showing me special treatment, and how you speak to me so straightforward… I’m so used to everyone always trying to stop me as you saw before, and not letting me go for the strength I want to protect them all in return for everything they do for me… Hak’s spent too much of his life protecting me and I want to give back his freedom… Someday.” ‘Hmmm, maybe that would be the push these two kids need to come together, they’re so close yet still a huge distance between them…’ Jae-ha thought to himself. “Well you’re on the right track kiddo, after all that arrow you shot Kumji was dead on… He was about to finish me off when you got him, so your hard work and practice paid off. I owe you for that.” He placed his hand on her shoulder, guiding her to rest against him as he pulled her closer. “… Yeah… But you saved me back on the cape of no return so we’re even really…” Yona’s eyes strayed away for a moment. “… That was… The first time I ever…” “Hmmm?” Jae-ha blinked, looking at the redhead and raising an eyebrow, he then noticed her body quiver a bit, and it wasn’t that cold for her to be shivering. “…. Was that the first time you’ve had to take a life?” he decided to ask the burning question on his mind. Yona nodded, feeling her eyes tear up a bit as she chewed on her bottom lip. “… I don’t regret doing it but… My father hated violence and weapons, and what I did was something he’d hate to the very core, and probably be disappointed in me but… I had to do it.” She balled her hands into fists. “I couldn’t let Kumji continued to hurt the people of this town or anywhere else, and he when he hurt you I… It reminded me of when Hak was hurt protecting me and I was helpless, unable to do a thing to stop it or save him. I never wanted to be that helpless again, it was why I begged him to teach me archery in the first place.” “… As unbeautiful as it can be to take a life, that bastard needed to go down.” Jae-ha rubbed her shoulder a bit, trying to soothe the princess. “You did this town and many other people a huge favor, but this is why the captain always ordered us to never kill our enemies… There’s a hollow and dark feeling that can hit your very soul by knowing you ended another’s life, I imagine Hak and Kija have done it so often they don’t blink an eye because you’re far too important to them. It’s a shame though, a beautiful girl like you shouldn’t have that kind of black mark on her… But it does make you interesting, and unlike most girls I’ve met before…” Yona smiled at that. “I’ll believe that with how the others were telling me to watch myself around you.” She giggled a bit. “You have a bit of a reputation around here, Maya told me you hog all the best girls in town and none of them ever get a chance because of that.” “Hey I can’t help the ladies are attracted to my wonderful charm.” Jae-ha struck a dramatic pose. “And you’re still charming even when you’re all wet or covered in blood.” Yona laughed again. “Yoon was really getting frustrated with you back there talking to the ladies while he was trying to get your wound to stop bleeding.” “True, but the lovely company was dulling the pain easily.” Jae-ha laughed, smirking just recalling the boy genius growling at him. “You really are something, I’ve never met anybody like you before Jae-ha.” Yona giggled again. “I mean granted I only knew a few select people in the palace but still… I’ve never known someone to say such things to make me laugh like this before.” “Well I always try my best to put a smile on a lady’s face, after all that’s when they are most beautiful.” Jae-ha said, pouring on the charm as he brushed his fingers against her chin. “… And I must say you’ve got the most beautiful smile and cutest voice when you laugh, makes me wonder why Hak wastes his time making you scowl instead.” “Hak just likes to tease me that’s all.” Yona sighed and rolled her eyes. “He’s been like that since we were kids, always saying my brain is weird and stuff like that. The only thing he never mocked was my hair because he knew how much I hated it.” “Really now?” Jae-ha asked, moving his hand to slowly brush at a few locks of her crimson hair. “I think it’s simply lovely, though maybe if you grew it out more it would look even more beautiful… Like the crimson dawn itself.” Yona froze at that, shivering a bit as his words mimicked that was Soo-won… She knew Jae-ha didn’t mean it, after all he didn’t even know Soo-won nor would have heard him say those words… But for some reason it made Yona’s heart shiver and the pain of her tragic love came rushing back to her, tears floating down her cheeks just by having flashbacks of that hairpin, the night her father was murdered, and running into Soo-won just hours before… “Yona? Kiddo what’s wrong?” Jae-ha was slightly alarmed by that. “Did I say something wrong?” he immediately pulled his hand back worried he offended her or something. “Yona dear?” “Ah!” Yona snapped to attention, realized what she was doing and quickly dried her eyes. “… Sorry. I was just…” she sniffed as she finished cleaning off her eyes of tears. “… I was thinking of… The night I watched my father…” she couldn’t even say the words right then, because there was more to it. “… No wonder you broke down crying so hard at the cape and why you were so spaced out earlier, have you been holding it in all this time?” Jae-ha asked, stroking her hair. Yona shook her head. “… No, but it’s been a little while since the last time I cried about it outside of earlier today… I know it bothers Hak when he sees me this upset and I’m trying to be stronger just…” The Ryokuryuu smiled at that, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her closer, pressing her head against his chest. “… There’s no one here watching. And Hak is with the rest at the party. Assisting a lady in need is my specialty so feel free to use my shoulder for one night.”