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Scrawled on a black invitation in beautiful, gold coloured handwritten calligraphy is the date and time of the party, as well as one of Vena's addresses. Beautiful waterfront property just outside of a nearby city. The time on the invitation is listed as 8PM. Vena's attempt to accommodate any guests who may not be able to face the sun. Vena has a preference for nighttime anyway.

The home, itself, sits on a large piece of land with a well manicured and expansive garden on one side, and the harbour on the other. Inside, the home is very open, with plenty of space for party goers to lounge, and plenty of rooms for them to disappear into. There are only two bedrooms closed to the guests: Vena's own and one that that he keeps for his partner. There are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the large deck (where there's ample seating and a fire pit that will have a fire burning all night) and the harbour.

The decor and furnishings, themselves, are all dark shades (and not all white like in the picture!) of varying colours. Greys, blues, reds, and black, of course, with gold and silver accents and the occasional white showing up in a variety of places to break up the darkness.

There is a vast array of finger foods and an open bar, as well as a chef in the kitchen should anyone desire something a little more substantial to eat. He may even have a few humans set aside who are willing to be fed on, should that be what someone wants. Well, more like they're willing to do anything Vena asks, but to Vena, it's all the same thing.

As for the actual guests, an invite has gone out to anyone who isn't human, from demons to mythical creatures and everything in between. That isn't to say that humans aren't permitted (as more than snacks and servants) because they are, but as a +1. They must have something not human to accompany them, who will then be responsible for them for the evening. Don't let you humans get out of hand and ruin it for everyone else. The dress code is semi-formal and the colours are black and gold, just like the invitation.

Vena, himself, is dressed a little more than usual, with a few pieces of gold jewelry and some simple black around his eyes to fit his chosen colour scheme.

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Jaeseok lets his arm slip from around Kun-woo's shoulders and steps out in front of him, taking his best friend's face in his hands. "Kun-woo, babe, I don't know how to tell you this but vampires often attack and kill people. Pretty sure that disqualifies them from being law-abiding citizens. No matter how much time they spend at the DMV, or how up to date on their taxes they are." Though keeping everything on the up and up would keep them from being looked at too closely. It would allow them to fly under the radar for the most part so they can maintain their diet without too much issue.

Okay, it makes sense. Obey the laws that make their lives easier.

Releasing his friend's face, Jaeseok lays his hands on Kun-woo's shoulders instead. "Okay which one is he? Your fake law-abiding vampire lover, point him out to me."

Right? Tax evasion is what got that one mobster caught, not all his various and sundry violent crimes! Imagine some vampire getting pulled over and having an expired license? A night in jail could end up as pile of ash in the morning! So it's very important for survival to avoid run ins with law enforcement.

A cute pout pulls at Kun-woo's lips. "They don't... we don't have to kill people."

But he instantly forgets to be unhappy when Jaeseok inquires about his sire. He rolls up onto the balls of his feet to peer around (it really doesn't help him see over some of the taller guests), lighting up when he spots Yesung across the room.

"That's him! The blond over there." Everyone be proud he isn't pointing and shouting.

That would certainly make for an undignified end for a vampire. Surviving for what may have been centuries, only to die in a holding cell because of some expired tags or a license or something. Possibly let at least a police station's worth of people know that vampires are real. Centuries of flying under the radar, just to be done in by the Department of Motor Vehicles.

"You don't have to kill people but some of you do. Sometimes it's intentional and sometimes it just... happens." He's speaking from experience. He's intentionally and accidentally killed people before.

Jaeseok tips his head up, craning his neck a little to see over a few heads in an attempt to spot who Kun-woo's talking about. He grins and once more nudges his friend with his hip. "Bagged a hottie, huh? Good for you!"

If he were still capable of blushing, he'd be so red right now!!! He even stamps his foot one more time with his pout.

"Jaeseok," he whines, drawing out the vowels of his friend's name like a petulant child. "It's not like that! Besides! Look around! No one here is even mediocre looking, let alone ugly!"

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It's a shame that vampirism took blushing away from his best friend because Kun-woo really does look so cute that way. The pouting and the whining and the stamping his foot all make up for it though. Jaeseok can't help the way he bursts out laughing at the way Kun-woo really stretches out his name.

"Me calling Vampire Daddy hot doesn't negate everyone else's hotness. I'm simply pointing out his specifically." First, because it's true, but also because it seems to fluster his friend. "Also, there's at least some part of you that totally wishes it was like that, right? Don't lie to me."

Not Kun-woo clawing his face! No!

"Oh my gooooood! Don't call him 'daddy!' That's so weeeeeeird!"

But look at him deftly avoiding Jaeseok's question. Pretty clever, huh?

The lack of blushing is a shame but the overreaction more than makes up for it. That's something that being a vampire will never really be able to take from him.

"Weird? I can't believe you're kink shaming me and Vampire Daddy." Jaeseok gasps and puts his hand on his chest, feigning shock and hurt feelings. "That's not something I ever expected from someone like you. Once I'm your new mom, I'll have no more of that, okay?"

Oh, the face he makes is so disgusted it's comical.

"You are not going to be my mom!"

Oh the laugh that Jaeseok is holding back. The effort it's taking is nothing short of herculean. He looks off into the middle distance, as though lost deep in thought for a moment as he considers what Kun-woo is saying. Then he gives a short, quick nod of his head.

"You're right. I've got no vampire in me - though that'll change later if I'm lucky - so I had no hand in your rebirth. Which means I'd be your step-mom."