repeats himself and “what are you?” he utters more sternly, curiosity now just
a bit noisier at the back of his mind for this bizarre creature ogling him from
the open window. She’s still quiet, with a peculiar mixture in between interest
and disappointment tinging her elegant features as her bare legs swing back and
forward from under the big, old, black t-shirt she’s wearing.
doesn’t know his language, the man wonders. And he’s already turning his body
over the leather stool, lips parting and thighs crossing over each other when the girl finally
decides to speak up.
siren, of course.”
words, surprisingly not very melodious, Yoongi rises an eyebrow. “I thought
sirens had, you know, a tail. Or something.”
creature then grins, expression shifting from curios to smug in a matter of
seconds as she stops the movements of her legs and “you definitely read too many
tales, human,” she states, mocking clear and keen within her voice.
Oh, Yoongi is
definitely taking this on a personal level now.