#jihoon vampire au

[nonranghaes]

heads up! werewolf!reader. vampire!wonwoo.

there's something cute about going on walks with you. wonwoo holds his umbrella tight in his hands, the early morning sun thankfully mostly hidden behind clouds now. still, the shade helps him from feeling that burning itch travel across every single inch of his body, so he's happy to clutch an umbrella on a sunny day... even if it does net him weird looks.

you, on the other hand, are a single step ahead of him, happy as can be to be in the sunshine and fresh air again. you've been cooped up in his manor (yes, wonwoo has a manor: you've teased him for being the stereotypical vampire before) due to the onslaught of rain. as much as you love him, you still need some time outside during the daytime to stretch your legs and enjoy the warm sunlight.

no one seems to know how your relationship works, apparently. some people give him an odd look whenever both of you get revealed as what you are, usually mumbling something about being sworn enemies in the process. you joke that you're playing the long con. wonwoo always hides a smile when you do, firmly aware of the gold ring you have on a chain around your neck. it matches the one he wears on his thumb, only on a chain so you don't have to remove it during full moons.

"my love?" wonwoo calls out when you get a little too far from him. you turn with an excitement in your eyes, always so in love with the way he calls you. my love and my dear and my heart. occasionally my wolf. and when he's particularly affectionate (which, to be fair, wonwoo rarely uses terms of endearment since he prefers the intimacy of calling you by given name), you're his moon. just so he can see the way your nose scrunches up when you smile. he nods toward a tree in the nearby, shady enough he could set the umbrella aside. "can we rest for a bit?"

you nod, but zoom on ahead--only stopping for a quick second before you bolt across the street. he chuckles to himself as he follows after you. he lowers himself into the shade after setting aside his umbrella and bag, watching as you stretch out on the grass. you peek up at him, smiling still before you crawl over to him.

"it's nice out," you muse, before dropping your head into his lap. immediately, you begin to lean into his touch as he pats your head. "thank you for coming with me."

he chuckles. "why wouldn't i?"

you just point lazily overhead. "because you can literally always say no to the big ball of death, my little bookworm."

it earns a snort from him. "what?"

"don't you like it?" you grin up at him, content to tease him yet again. "my little mosquito didn't have the same ring."

although he rolls his eyes, he chuckles a moment later. you're a mess, a menace, but you're his and that's all that matters to him. he's easy to predict, though: he pulls a book out of his bag (a trashy novel this time--not the classic literature you've been watching him read through lately), and settles in against the tree while he rests his other hand on your head. when he peeks down at you, you've closed your eyes, fully resting now with him.

how cute. maybe he'll get a treat for you on the way home, just to tease you back.

[cherrycheolcoups]

seventeen fic recs - vampire au [hyung line]

started: 05/15/23

updated: ---

doing these by aus first lol. link to my overall fic recs masterlist here: unavailable for now. working on posting the masterlist

BY MEMBER:

choi seungcheol:

me and my husband by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x afab!reader | synopsis: even after marriage, your husband has peculiar habits that catch you off guard | genre & tags: fluff, vampire!seungcheol, human!reader, established relationship, just some funny soft vampire x human, short fluff!!, some blood mentions | word count: 1.2k

vampire boyfriend by @serenityseventeen

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader | warnings: just typical vampire related things like blood etc. | in form of a bulleted list with pros and cons at the end

indulgence by @sluttywonwoo

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader | summary: dating a vampire gets...complicated when you're on your period | warnings: swearing, menstruation, blood, smut 18+, fingering, shower sex, unprotected sex, period sex, blood drinking BUT NOT THAT BLOOD | word count: 4k | honestly my fav vampire!cheol fic HIGHLY RECOMMEND!!

take a bite by @junkissed

pairing: vampire!seungcheol x human!reader (she/her pronouns) | genre: fluff, mild angst, hurt/comfort, humor | word count ~1,500 | warnings: mentions of blood (reader's), sulky pouty cheol but he turns into softie happy cheol, an ounce of angst, an annoying little kid (/j he's cute), the kid thinks reader is cheol's wife and uses she/her pronouns

yoon jeonghan:

3:57 am by @gguksgalaxy

pairing: hunter!jeonghan x vampire!reader | word count: 1k | warnings: suggestive, vampires (so blood), swearing

no rest for the wicked by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!jeonghan x human!reader | synopsis: witnessing something you wasn't supposed to leaves you with an unusual stalker | genre & tags: fluff, vampire!jeonghan, human!reader, a little yandere vibes not gonna lie, fortunate turn of events, blood mentions, murder mention

burning by @kofic

pairing: vampire!jeonghan x artist!reader | genre: romance, angst, smut, elements of mystery, art au, artist reader, art collector-dealer vamp!jeonghan | warnings: 18+ mature themes, explicit language, cursing, mentions of blood (if not comfortable do not engage), mutual pining, mentions of self harm, convo about mental health insecurities, smut, fingering, oral f!receiving, hair pulling (both equally), pussy spanking (two times), edging!, unprotected, cumshot, jeonghan controls the pace, blood licking/sucking, anyway, as i said this work deals with a darker theme and so i promise to do my best in using soothing language too, though blood! u've been warned, i don't wish to go & say this possess elements of horror just bc im not entirely sure if it does | word count: 18k; slowburn

hong jisoo:

svt joshua: 82 by @craby-bouquet

pairing: vampire!joshua x human!reader | genre: fluff, vampire au | word count: 1k | summary: 82 "so you're telling me that you've never had a romcom moment? well i'm going to make that my personal mission to make sure you're going to have at least one tonight"

[ngl couldn't really find more, sorry!]

wen junhui:

vampire kisses by @horanghaejamjam

pairing: vampire lord!junhui x human!female reader | summary: he is the head of the wen family, the highest ranking family of vampires in the country. you are a mere human sold to them for the purpose of being his mate and bride. jun is determined to win your heart before you wed, and perhaps a few playful kisses are the key to doing that. | rating: m 18+ | genre: vampire au, slight rivals to lovers, smut, fluff | word count: 16.3k | warnings/contents: smut, blood and blood drinking, biting, jun being super flirty and teasing, arranged marriage, virgin!reader, unprotected sex, body worship, oral (male receiving), praise, soft bondage (jun ties/blindfolds reader with silk), fingering, talks about impregnation. mostly just very fluffy and soft with jun being whipped for reader

the first circle of hell by @lovelyhan

pairing: vampire!jun x stylist!reader | summary: the first time you catch a glimpse of jun, you feel like you've seen him somewhere before. a magazine cover, a billboard, or a music show you watched in passing. jun, on the other hand, seems to know you a lot better than you know yourself. | word count: 6.3k | tags: vampire!jun, stylist!reader, reincarnation, angst, smut | warnings: graphic depictions of sex, minors dni

bite me by @berriesandjunnie

pairing: vampire!junhui x afab!reader | synopsis: you're not sure how vampires work in real life but you can't risk leaving him behind. | genre & tags: fluff, slight angst, vampire!junhui, human!reader, mentions of dying, slightly suggestive scene (at least hints to one; minors you're safe), vampire consent, blood is mentioned 600 fricking times /j | word count: 2.0k

kwon soonyoung:

N/A

jeon wonwoo:

infinity by @blue-jisungs

pairing: vampire!wonwoo x human!reader | summary: by a rather unpleasant string of events you find out who...or what your boyfriend really is | warnings: swearing, blood, violence but nothing extreme, a pinch of angst if u will | au: vampire!wonwoo | word count: 4.7k

just a sip by @jejuboo-s

pairing: vampire!wonwoo x female reader | word count: 1.4k | genre: complete smut, nothing much else | summary: while shaving your legs up to your thighs in the shower, you accidentally wound yourself, blood spilling out of the small cut. in a hurry, you contemplate on going outside and asking wonwoo to help. but you really couldn't. why? because your boyfriend was a vampire

bloodlove: one more taste by @multi-kpop-fanfics

pairing: vampire boyfriend!wonwoo x human girlfriend!reader | genre: fluff, smut, minor comedy | warnings: period sex, oral sex (fem rec), consent bcs it's sexy, blood consumption, wonwoo goes into subspace, mentions of death (nobody dies, it's said as a joke), mentions of food, medication and period cramps - do not read if uncomfortable with such themes | word count: 2.7k | summary: for most people, there's nothing tastier than pizza - for wonwoo, it's you (and your pussy)

lee jihoon:

N/A

[inneedofsupervision]

Intoxicated

Summary:

There Jihoon goes, throwing over his rules for the year, to go with Soonyoung's whim and go drinking. But worse than the hangover that came alonge with partying were these weird dreams he had that night. Who would believe that he met that guy out of the math class on his way home, inviting him over to "eat ramen" at his place, only for him to turn out to be a vampire and get his blood sucked?

Seventeen Fanfic - Pairing: Lee Jihoon (Woozi) / Wen Junhui (Jun)

Fantasy, College Life

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"Don't walk home alone. Let me go with youuu-umpf!"

Jihoon grimaces as he wipes saliva from his palm. Maybe he should have told Soonyoung to merely shut up instead of planting his hand over his mouth to stop the silly words from coming out. 

"As if I would let you walk me home. You are drunk."

A finger gets pushed against his chest. He is met with a frown on Soonyoung's face when he looks past the arm pinning him in place.

"You are just as wasted. It's unresponsible to let you go alone."

While talking, Soonyoung's body had slumped forward until his head nearly hit Jihoon's chin if the latter hadn't seen his friend falling forward. Before Soonyoung can topple them both over, he catches the latter, dragging him into the living room.

"I swear you weigh a ton," mutters Jihoon as he heaves his drunk friend onto the couch, pressing his shoulders down as Soonyoung is about to stand up. The world spins a bit after Jihoon stands straight again.

"Stay put."

Soonyoung looks up with a frown.

"Jihooon."

He knew what Soonyoung was trying to do when a pair of surprisingly strong arms wrapped around his middle. Soonyoung stares at him with glassy eyes, face pressed sideways against his stomach. It takes a few moments to pry the arms off his waist, ignoring the whining of his friend. Jihoon steps back before Soonyoung can catch him again, sending him are warning glare. Despite being sulky, Soonyoung only watches him walk out of the door. 

"Fricking freezing outside."

The fresh air does help a bit to clear his head. Jihoons lips quiver and start to grow numb as another blow of icy wind hits him. He shivers and pushes his fists deeper into his pockets, wondering why he let Soonyoung talk him into wearing a denim jacket when that didn't prevent him from freezing. He rounds a corner, walking into an alley that had proven to be the fastest shortcut from Soonyoungs apartment to his place.

"Huh?"

Bumping into a wall face first was not what he had expected while walking down the dark path between the houses. The wall charges forward and catches him by the shoulders as Jihoon stumbles back, preventing his bottom from hitting the ground. 

"That's weird," mumbles Jihoon when the wall lets go of him, only for him to realize that he ran into someone and not into an actual wall. How much did he drink again? Should he have stopped when Soonyoung bought that weird purple drink to their table, claiming he had found something fun? He slowly raises his head, catching sight of a toothy grin and sparkling eyes gleaming down at him. Jihoon blinks owlishly. The guy is at least towering over him by a head and a half. 

"Lucky me."

Jihoon doesn't know if someone running into you is considered lucky, but the man seems so delighted that he doesn't want to break it to the guy. Something about the smile and the words seems off, but his head feels too fuzzy to comprehend why alarm bells are ringing inside him.

"Are you on your way home?"

The voice sounds velvety, and Jihoon feels like he has just poured another glass down, intoxicated by the sheer sound of the man talking. His vision is foggy, and he isn't able to concentrate at all. Everything Jihoon can register is the man's voice, which sounds weirdly addicting while staring dumbly up at the pale face. Behind the man's head, the moon breaks through grayish clouds, causing the golden strands bound back into a braid to shimmer in the moonlight. The man blinks as the light hits him from behind, and a flash of gold passes over his eyes. It happened so quickly that Jihoon rubbed at his own eyes, doubting what he had seen. When he looks at the man again, his eyes are back to their dark brown color, although slightly closed due to the bright, predatory grin that overtook his expression. A funny feeling settles inside Jihoon's stomach. Something about the prominent curve of these plumb lips and the slight sharp hilt of eyes seems familiar. But Jihoon couldn't get his head around where he had seen this face before.

"Your eyes-" begins Jihoon as the eyes flare up in the color of melted gold for a second time, even brighter than before. He couldn't finish his sentence as a wave of sleepiness hit him out of nowhere. The small man stumbles slightly, swaying and hitting the wall with his back as the world turns dark. Holding a hand against his head and brows knitted together in confusion, Jihoon notices that he's backed against a house wall, a jutted stone pressing uncomfortably between his shoulder blades. Did he black out for a moment? The man in front of him does not look concerned at all. The latter steps closer, causing Jihoon to press his back further against the wall, the back of his head hitting the stone slightly as he tilts it back to look up. He cannot take his eyes off of that face. Somewhere in the farthest back of his head, there is a voice telling him that he's in danger.

"Do you like them?"

Jihoon's eyes widen slightly at the decrease in distance between him and the stranger. His mouth opens and closes without a word coming over his lips. He vaguely registered his heart stuttering inside his chest before continuing to beat like crazy. His chest tightens as his body reacts to the warning his brain is subconsciously sending out, but he finds himself frozen, unable to move. An elegant eyebrow raises as no answer follows, a smirk taking over. Jihoon's breathing begins to grow shallow. His chest tightens painfully in unspoken anxiety. 

"Cat got your tongue?"

Jihoon closes his mouth and shakes his head, the motion timed. A hand presses against the wall next to him. Jihoon shivers, but it's not the cold wind that causes chills to run down his spine. He feels the adrenaline spiking but strangely, his eyelids grow heavier as the man stares down at him.

"Aren't you sleepy?"

The eyes are about to bore their gaze straight into his brain, seeming to wait for something. Jihoon blinked again, trying to get some clarity, but his eyes wouldn't focus.

"I am sleepy."

He doesn't even notice that he answers until the grin in front of him grows brighter, flashing pointy teeth. 

"Shall I bring you home?"

No.

He has to say no.

Get a grip, Jihoon!

"Sure."

The man chuckles, lips curling upwards. Jihoon finds himself caged between a second arm, every chance to escape gone by now. A gust of wind messes up his hair, and his teeth chatter at the cold. Jihoon shrinks together slightly as his body unconsciously reacts to the force of winter. The shivers don't get unnoticed by the man, amused expression falling slightly. The blond clicks his tongue in annoyance before he grabs Jihoon's chin, pulling his head back up. A thumb glides over his bottom lip, and Jihoon is not sure why he had expected the hand to feel cold when it left a trace of warmth on his skin.

"Blue doesn't suit you." 

A moment later, a coat is thrown over Jihoon's shoulders, not stopping the teeth from chattering, but he doesn't fear freezing to death anymore. Jihoon's eyes dart down. His lips press together tightly as he watches long fingers nimbly button up the coat that reaches down to his ankles. Not feeling the piercing eyes on him, Jihoon's mind feels a little less stuffed with cotton. Various faces play through his brain as he tries to put where he knows the blond. He is sure he has seen him before. Jihoon raises his head back when the hands are done, slightly unfocused eyes staring at the perfectly sculptured face a few inches from him. 

"You're Junhui."

For some weird reason, Jihoon's drunk brain found satisfaction in the flash of surprise hushing over the man's face. A curved bottom lip pushes slightly forward, resembling a pout.

"You know me?"

"You're the guy who sleeps through math lectures."

Considering how Junhui frowns at his words and there still a remarkably constant feeling of danger radiating from the other, Jihoon should probably stop prodding. Something about what he said seemed to have thrown the taller man off. The arms come back to hit down next to the sides of his head. Tilting his head slightly, Jihoon catches the thin network of tears running through the stone from under Junhui's hands. He slowly turns his head back, wanting to morph into the wall, when he finds Junhui's face hovering only a few inches in front of his own. Jihoon's breath hitches at the sudden proximity. 

"Stop wasting time. I-"

The sound of a stomach growling cuts Junhui's words off. If Jihoon wasn't pretty badly intoxicated, tired, and scared at the same time, he might get endeared by the way the other's face grew slightly red in embarrassment at the sound of his stomach interrupting. 

"Want to come and eat ramen at my place?"

Jihoon knew he had done something very dumb the moment those words left his lips, although involuntary. It was like he had no control over his mouth, forming words he didn't mean to flow out this easily. It leaves him in a state of shock because as soon as these words are out, there is no turning back. He watches with growing distress how Junhui's face breaks into a grin, teeth flashing.

"And I thought it didn't work for a moment."

Jihoon frowns at the words Junhui mutters to himself, but he has no time to ponder them. He is pulled forward by his arm and stumbles right against a broad back. His brain needs some moments to register that Junhui has crouched in front of him, but he doesn't find the time to protest when the latter tells him to hold on tight. Having no strength or the right mind to fight him, Jihoon lets his head drop into the crock of Junhuis neck and shoulder. His eyes fall shut under the rhythmic movement of steps under him. The low hum of a foreign melody lulls him into a state of dozing off. Jihoon's eyes open, and he looks around bleary-eyed when he finds himself in front of his apartment. 

"Keys?"

"Left pocket."

Junhui looks excited as he steps closer, steading a swaying Jihoon with an arm around his shoulder as he slips a hand into said pocket. Jihoon gets gently guided towards the door, and his keys get pressed into his hand. Junhui hovers behind him, his shadow falling over Jihoon as the latter feels a shiver running down his back as he unlocks the door. Jihoon steps in first, trying not to panic over the fact that Junhui slips into his house and locks the door behind him. Pulling his shoes off is a struggle, but thankfully, he wears a rundown pair of sneakers. Staggering into the kitchen Jihoon opens his fridge and pulls out some water. He takes a few sips, hoping to sober up a little. He faintly notices a figure approaching him.

"Thank you for inviting me."

The smug grin plastered over Junhui's face as he leans against the entrance to the kitchen makes Jihoon turn his head. He might not be able to avoid the other, but he feels at least a bit safer not holding eye contact. It is intimidating to feel the watchful eyes on the back of his head as Jihoon pulls open a few cupboards, a bit uncoordinated. 

"Wait, are you seriously making ramen?"

Jihoon turns around slowly, holding a small pot close to his chest.

"I invited you for ramen, didn't I?"

Junhui begins to burst into loud laughter, causing Jihoon to stare at him, feeling stupid. After calming down, Junhui beckons to him to go on and cook his ramen, sitting down at one of the two seats at Jihoon's tiny dining table. The clock hits 2 a.m. when Jihoon puts the pot on the table, handing Junhui a pair of chopsticks. The latter raises an eyebrow at the gesture.

"I don't need these."

"I thought you were hungry?"

Junhui looked so amused at the answer that Jihoon got convinced that he must have said something silly. It is a bit unnerving to have Junhui sitting across from him, watching him eating with his legs crossed elegantly and leaning back into the chair as if he's in his place, radiating self-confidence. When Jihoon places the chopsticks down, about to get up, a single look from Junhui makes him sit back down without a word. The chair clatters slightly as the taller man gets up and approaches Jihoon, who backs into the corner. Junhui unceremoniously shoves the kitchenware further to the side before gesturing for Jihoon to stand up. Jihoon quickly follows and watches how Junhui steps closer, his eyes widening slightly when his back meets the table, registering that he cannot avoid the closing in their distance. He lets out a surprised yelp when he gets picked up by the waist and forced to sit down at the table before Juhui lets go of him with a smug grin. The latter sits down in the seat Jihoon had sat before, holding out his hand.

The timer on the microwave shows 02:21 a.m. when Jihoon raises an eyebrow, not knowing what the other wants. He had cooked ramen, but Junhui didn't want it. What else was he supposed to do? Cook him a five-course meal?

"Give me your hand."

Although warily and with his eyes trained on Junhui, Jihoon complied and slowly held out his hand. He watches with a stumble of his heartbeat as slim fingers warp around his wrist. He gets pulled closer a little, now almost facing the other man while sitting at the table. Jihoon cannot help his jaw tensing up and his lips pressing together as he observes the blond bringing his hand closer to his face. He feels a soft puff of air ghosting over the inner side of his underarm, causing goosebumps to rose as Junhui leans in, taking a deep breath. Jihoon doesn't know what is going on, but he feels almost sobered up enough, knowing that he should pull his arm out of the reach of Junhuis mouth.

"Did you drink?"

If he weren't so tired and wasted, Jihoon would have caught on to the slight accusing undertone in Junhuis's voice. He gets confronted by a pair of brown orbs watching him closely.

"You thought I'm sober?"

Junhui shrugs his shoulders.

"You reek of shifter, but now I can smell the alcohol in your blood."

As if to underline his words, Jihoon's wrist is pulled closer a second time, only for Junhui to bring it closer to his nose, smelling him. He raises an eyebrow as the hand tore out of his grasp, glancing at Jihoon, who cradles his arm close to his chest, grimacing at him.

"Stop smelling me. You're not a dog."

"Says the person who smells like a wild cat."

"What?"

He doesn't get an answer, half-heartedly struggling as his arm gets pulled back. Junhui glances at him once before he opens his mouth, revealing sharp pointed teeth, sending Jihoon into a state of panic. Sensing his discomfort, Junhui sends him a grin, putting his hand on Jihoon's knee, squeezing softly.

"It won't hurt."

Despite giving assurance, Jihoon cannot help but tense up as Junhui brings his wrist closer to his mouth, his pulse point facing upwards. Out of instinct, Jihoon breaks his eye away from the sight, not in the right mindset to see someone bore their teeth into his arm.

"How much did you drink?"

The question causes Jihoon to look back at the man, catching him liking his lips before a frown plays onto his face. Had Junhui not bitten him? How come he has not felt anything? A bit puzzled, Jihoon glances down at his wrist only to find two small dots of blood at the place Junhui's teeth had pierced through his skin. 

"I didn't feel anything?"

"I told you it won't hurt. Now, how much did you drink?"

"I'm not sure. Quite a bit?"

Why is that even important? Is Junhui suddenly worrying about his well-being? The latter mutters something under his breath.

"What did you say?"

"Nevermind."

The shorter man raises an eyebrow at being brushed off, this time not backing away as his hand gets led towards Junhuis mouth. He watches how his lips settle on his skin, trying to concentrate but still able to feel anything until the man begins to suck gently at his skin. It is an unfamiliar and weird sensation, but it does not hurt. Jihoon had expected to flip out and get his blood sucked but watching a hue of pink tint appear at the tip of Junhui's ears, dusting over his pale cheeks, took away some of his wariness. He let the other feed off him for a while, more sleepy than before when Junhui pulls away.

There is more color on the blond's skin, and Jihoon caught a light glassy look in those brown eyes. If he didn't know better, he would assume Junhui was drunk.

"I'm not drunk."

Did he say that out loud? Junhui sends him a glare, the pout feeling a bit out of place after having feared for his life more than once this evening.

"That was not strong. I'm used to stronger stuff."

"You want some more?"

Jihoon holds his wrist out, the tip of his lips pulling up at the frown on Junhui's face.

"No, no. I'm good."

Junhui pushes Jihoon's hand back, earning a chuckle from the small man. He watches Junhui getting up from the chair abruptly, causing him to sway before he steps in front of Jihoon. The latter leans his head back, glancing at the other in question. Junhui seems definitely out of it, having to prop himself up with a hand against one of the cupboards hanging over Jihoon's head.

"Are you alright?"

"Stop making fun of me."

Jihoon raises an eyebrow.

"When have I made fun of you?"

"Stop talking already!"

Junhui sounded mildly irritated, and if being honest, Jihoon got a bit amused by the man who seemed seriously out of it by now. What Jihoon didn't expect was to get pulled forward, his forehead hitting softly against a shoulder.

"Sleep already."

Jihoon's eyes fell shut immediately after the words murmured close to his ear. He vaguely registered sagging forward and into a warm body before passing out. 

_________________________________________________________

"Did you meet someone on your way home?"

Soonyoung's stare feels intense, but Jihoon merely rolls his eyes at his friend. He's too used to Soonoung being a worrywart. They sit in class, waiting for the last students and the professor to come. 

"I got home just fine. But no more alcohol this year. I had the weirdest dream because of you and your weird drinks."

A frown falls over his friend's face.

"It's not my fault you dream crazy things when drunk."

"You know what's weird about it? It felt so real. When I woke up, I checked the kitchen and everything was just like before I left, but I could swear I cooked ramen at 2 a.m."

Soonyoung snorts at Jihoon's words, his pout replaced by an amused grin.

"What did you dream? Sound wild."

Jihoon feels silly and bends forward, not wanting anyone else in the lecture to hear his dream about getting bit by Wen Junhui. When he finished telling his story Soonyoung looked thoughtful, fingers tapping against the table. 

"Did you count the packs of ramen you have left?"

Jihoon snorts at that, shaking his head. 

"It was a dream, Soonyoung. I didn't get picked up and bitten by a vampire after offering him some ramen. Do you expect me to go to Wen Junhui and ask him if he sucked my blood?"

"You do have a math lecture after this."

Jihoon sends his friend a deadpan stare. "I will not. He'll think I'm crazy."

Soonyoung doesn't look happy at the answer.

"Next time we go out, I'll walk you home myself." grumbles the man as he snuggles closer to his friend, only to get pushed away by the side of his head.

"There won't be a next time. Now quit it before I kick your ass."

The pout is right back on Sooyoungs face.

"You are always so angry," he complains, hugging Jihoon's arm. Soonyoung finally backs up when Jihoon takes a ballpoint pen out of his backpack, clicking it once and holding it threateningly tight in his fist.

Talking to Soonyoung had not been much of a help. Jihoon's mind travels back to their conversation, oblivious to what their professor is conveying. When the lecture ends, Jihoon promises to eat with Soonyoung before walking into the classroom where the math lecture gets held. He cannot help it as his eyes are busy searching the room until they fall on a student in the last row. Wen Junhui wears a white cardigan. There is a thick, sky-blue winter coat dropped onto his shoulders. He has his head lying on his arms, probably asleep, the blond hair standing out in the classroom full of black and dark brown-haired students. Next to him sit his friends, two juniors a year under him and are almost always around the blond. So far, everything is just like usual. 

Jihoon rubs his wrist absentmindedly, eyes flickering up when he catches Wonwoo walking through the door. Wonwoo greets him with a small smile before strolling up to Mingyu, one of the juniors sitting with Junhui. Jihoon tries to be subtle as he glances at them talking, observing how Wonwoo points at Junhui with a head tilted in question. Minghao, another Chinese student, throws him a grin, telling him something that makes Wonwoo chuckle before he bids them goodbye, making his way over to Jihoon.

"How are you? You look tired."

Wonwoo looks at him after putting his back down, seeming to be in a good mood today. 

"Fine. A bit hangover."

"Were you out with Junhui last night?"

Jihoon's brows knit together at the conclusion. "No, I was out with Soonyoung. Why are you asking?"

Wonwoo chuckles. 

"Because apparently, Junhui suffers from a mean hangover. Minghao says Junhui always brags about how he can hold his liquor well. But this time, quoting Minghao, he seems to have bitten more than he can chew."

"That's a weird way to phrase it," mumbles Jihoon, staring at the mob of blond hair on the other side of the room. He has to tear his eyes away when the door closes behind their teacher, starting the lecture. Through the class, Jihoon's fingers wander back to his wrist, rubbing at the place where he had felt Junhui's lips in his dream. Glancing down at his wrist, he squints his eyes together, searching every inch of skin for a possible bite mark. A pair of small dots caught his attention, but they were so small and bright that Jihoon nearly didn't notice them. He ran with his pointer finger over them, but he could barely feel the small scars. Jihoon let up from his wrist, frowning at the silly idea when he felt the strange sensation of being watched. He slowly lifts his head, scanning the classroom for his potential stalker, when his mouth goes dry.

Junhui is leaning lazily with his head on his palm on his table, eyes directed solely on Jihoon. He doesn't even try to be discreet about it, openly staring at him without blinking, causing Jihoon to feel a shiver run down his spine. Has he noticed Jihoon inspecting his wrist? Jihoon decides to ignore the stares thrown his way. There is no way the events of last night happened for real. Jihoon shakes his head, earning a side glance from Wonwoo, but the other does not comment on his friend's behavior. A few moments later, a piece of paper slides onto Jihoon's table. Glancing up, he catches Wonwoo pointing at the note before his friend puts a finger against his lips. Jihoon silently takes Wonwoo's note.

"Are you sure you are alright?"

Jihoon rolls his eyes, but a small smile crawls onto his lips. 

"I'm okay. Don't worry."

"If you say so~."

"Shut up."

"):"

Jihoon snorts at the sad smiley face, softly hitting his elbow against Wonwoo's side. When the lecture is over, Jihoon felt relief to see Soonyoung waiting at the door to pick him up. He avoids looking at anyone else, walking straight up to his friend, who beams at him and throws an arm over his shoulder, excited to tell him that Chan found them a free table at the cafeteria.

"And he cooked him ramen."

Jihoon has to hold himself back from shoving the piece of chicken down Soonyoung's throat.

"What in the world have you two consumed at that party?"

For some reason, Seokmin does not seem worried but rather intrigued. Which, in return, leaves Jihoon to worry about the interest. 

"Did he at least eat them?" asks Chan, wide-eyed, thoroughly into the story that Soonyoung had too much fun telling their little circle of friends. 

"No," answers Soonyoung with a cackle, which causes Seokmin and Chan to crack up at the story. Jihoon needs other friends. 

"If you excuse me-." The others don't bat an eye as he stands up to leave the table. He can still hear Soonyoung laughing when he reaches the other end of the cafeteria, catching himself grinning at his friend's silliness on the way to the bathroom. 

He is washing his hands, about to leave, when he sees someone standing behind him through the mirror. Jihoon nearly curses as he spins around at the sight of Junhui standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.

"How long have you been standing there."

Junhui is about to answer when Jihoon cuts him off.

"Nevermind, I don't think I want to know. What do you want?"

The blond raises an eyebrow at the words, stepping closer.

"You are bad at pretending, Jihoon."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

He gets backed against the sink, a familiar panic settling in his insides as Junhui places a hand next to his head behind the mirror.

"Doesn't this feel familiar?"

"I wouldn't know. I usually don't hang out with creeps."

Junhui backs up, an amused smirk playing on his lips. 

"You don't get out of this by telling bad lies."

The blond reaches out, putting a hand on Jihoon's shoulder while his other slips a piece of paper into his breast pocket. 

"See you sometimes. Lee Jihoon."

After the man walks out, Jihoon leans against the sink, staring bewildered at his shocked face.

"What in the world was that?"

He pulls the note out of his pocket, hastily unfolding the paper and reading the messily written words.

"You owe me a drink for getting me drunk."

That's it. 

Last night actually wasn't a dream. And to make it worse, Junhui seems to remember it too. 

Flabbergasted, Jihoon stares at the note. There is nothing further, except a row of numbers written under that single sentence. 

Junhui gave him his phone number.

Jihoon has Wen Junhui's phone number.

"This is nuts."

[vitaminkyeom]

till death do us part

noun. [ˈdɛθ] for as long as we breath.

a series on horrors of love.

CURRENTLY WRITING : Alice in Wonderland [Jeonghan x Female Reader]

COMPLETED (1/13) : Telephone [Mingyu x Female Reader]

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A/N || This series will start from October and run till November end. This is my first horror series in this blog and i was wondering whether or not to write this because i'm so bad at writing horror fics so please give it lots of love! i hope you all enjoy this series.

↬ Seungcheol in  ❝ Stitches And Hearts ❞

╼ PAIRING || Seungcheol x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Frankenstein! AU, Horror, Romance

╼ SUMMARY || When life snatched away your lover from you, you were completely heartbroken. But there was no way you were going to let fate decide your life so you took matters into your own hands.

Or, in which, you were driven mad by grief but sane enough to get him back.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Jeonghan in  ❝ Alice In Wonderland ❞

╼ PAIRING || Jeonghan x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Angst

╼ SUMMARY ||  You wake up with your memories wiped out in a lonely house with a few other people, all in the same position. As you all try making your way out, you start finding out disturbing truths that maybe should have been left alone.

Or, in which, wonderland wasn't so wonderful when you realised what had exactly happened.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Joshua in  ❝ H(a)unted ❞

╼ PAIRING || Joshua x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Witch AU, Neighbour!Joshua

╼ SUMMARY || Moving into the cheapest house you could get your hands on was definitely not number one on your bucket list but maybeyour hot neighbour could make up for it.

Or, in which, history repeats itself but maybe it never died in the first place

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Junhui in  ❝ The Painting ❞

╼ PAIRING || Junhui x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Romance, Horror, The Picture Of Dorian Gray AU, Serial Killer AU

╼ SUMMARY ||  Wen Junhui was the most perfect man you could have ever fallen in love with and there was nothing more you could ever ask for him. Except, maybe wonder why he would never let you in his house.

Or, in which, maybe the man you were in love with was not as beautiful as he seemed.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Soonyoung in  ❝ Spirited Away ❞

╼ PAIRING || Soonyoung x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Ghost AU, Roommate AU, Romance, Angst, Horror

╼ SUMMARY ||  When you moved in with Kwon Soonyoung, you were a bit skeptical about rooming with a random stranger. But that totally changed when you finally met him and began to fall in love. Except maybe he wasn't who you thought he was.

Or, in which, your feelings were temporary, just like him.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Wonwoo in  ❝ Lights Out ❞

╼ PAIRING || Wonwoo x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Vampire! AU, Horror, Romance

╼ SUMMARY || All you wanted to do was loosen up a little after your exams. So what best place to relax other than a club right? Especially if there is a handsome stranger offering to buy you drinks.

Or, in which, your one night stand goes horribly, horribly wrong.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Jihoon in  ❝ Deep Sleep ❞

╼ PAIRING || Jihoon x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Incubus!Jihoon, Horror, Romance

╼ SUMMARY ||  You knew you were a deep sleeper and that one day you would get into trouble for it but if you could wake up energetic the next day, who were you to complain? Until you started getting nightmares when you moved to your new house.

Or, in which, your nightmares were plagues by the same damn man.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Seokmin in  ❝ Death Do Us Part ❞

╼ PAIRING || Seokmin x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Succubus!Reader

╼ SUMMARY ||  Lee Seokmin was everything you had ever wanted in a man. Unfortunately he was too far away from your reach physically. Quite literally.

Or, in which, you were going to have Seokmin to yourself, no matter what.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Mingyu in  ❝ Telephone ❞

╼ PAIRING || Mingyu x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, 911 Operator!Mingyu, Romance

╼ SUMMARY ||  Working the night shift as a 911 operator was hard as it is and the last thing Mingyu needed was those calls from his ex-girlfriend. Whom he had not seen in years. For obvious reasons of her being dead.

Or, in which, Mingyu kept getting calls from his ex girlfriend claiming that she had murdered him.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Minghao in  ❝ Jekyll ❞

╼ PAIRING || Minghao x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde AU, Horror, Angst, Romance

╼ SUMMARY ||  You had loved your blind date because Xu Minghao had put in so much efforts in both the dates he had arranged. Until his personality did a complete 360 degree on the third date. And you had considering breaking things off with him until you found a 'help me' note in his handwriting in your handbag.

Or, in which, the man you like might be playing Jekyll and Hyde with you.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Seungkwan in  ❝ Porcelain ❞

╼ PAIRING || Seungkwan x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Porcelain Doll AU, Horror, Romance

╼ SUMMARY ||  When Seungkwan's girlfriend goes back to her grandmother's house for a few days, he expects continuous messages from her. But instead of that, all he gets is a gift from her. A porcelain doll.

Or, in which, Seungkwan thinks you gifted him a doll from your grandmother's collection.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Vernon in  ❝ Sabotaged ❞

╼ PAIRING || Vernon x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance

╼ SUMMARY ||  There was something off about your boyfriend's house. You just could feel it. Determined to find out you decide to spend the night in his house.

Or, in which, you find out secret's you were never supposed to find out and now you'll have your revenge.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

↬ Chan in  ❝ Reaper ❞

╼ PAIRING || Chan x Female Reader

╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Grim Reaper AU, Serial Killer AU

╼ SUMMARY ||  All Chan wanted to do was lead a simple carefree life, leaving behind his past now that he had met you. But you, you on the other hand had some other plans for him.

Or, in which, Chan thought you were the one without realising you were actually the one.

╼ WARNINGS || TBA

╼ WORD COUNT || TBA

[kimingyuslover]

WOOZI FIC RECS

of boobs and bases until dilf!jihoon belongs to @rubyreduji

of boobs and bases (smut, fluff, rockstar!reader)

summary: jihoon gets to meet his favorite rockstar, things only go up from there

jihoon's puppy (angst, fluff, college!au)

summary: jihoon can’t seem to shake the puppy dog who keeps following him around or the teasing he gets for it

my puppy (smut, additional pt. 2 of jihoon's puppy)

summary: jihoon takes care of his puppy

sink your teeth into my neck (smut, vampire!jihoon)

➥ you and jihoon make sure to take care of each other, always giving what the other needs

mr. lee's wingsmen (fluff, coworker!au)

➥ jihoon is convinced his co-worker doesn’t like him back, his students aren’t as convinced

standing guard of my heart (fluff, royalty au, it’s not enemies to lovers but jihoon doesn’t like reader to begin with)

➥ after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart

➥ a knight's devotion (smut extra, 2.7k)

woozi as ceo (smut) pt. 2

she got the ruby (smut)

summary: you try a new shade of lipstick

dilf!jihoon (smut)

yearning by @jihoonotes (smau, angst, fluff, humor)

synopsis: for yn it was love at first sight, but for jihoon it was annoyed at first sight..

no nut november by @taeyegu (humor, sexual themes/innuendos, emotionally constipated jihoon and y/n)

summary — no nut november should be a piece of cake for jihoon. he easily has the most self-control out of all his members. that and the fact that he's the only one without a significant other.

catch me by @viastro (best friends to strangers to lovers!au (kinda?), spiderman!woozi, action, angst, some suspense, some fluff, some humor)

ミ☆ synopsis: jihoon didn’t want any weaknesses, he couldn’t afford to have any. that’s why he ended your guys friendship. he couldn’t risk your life because of how dangerous his lifestyle is, but everything seems to crumble the moment he saves you for the first time.

don't sweat it by @miraclewoozi (smut, fluff, gym crush!au, strangers to lovers!au, kinda idiots to lovers!au)

Today — the first time in a small forever that he forgot to check the battery on his earphones (and subsequently had them die on him mid-workout) — Jihoon is forced to notice you.

gymrat boyfriend by @dirtysvthoughts (smut, ft. wonwoo)

Spotted : woozi at couples therapy!? by @mphountitled (smut)

Synopsis: A kink confession in couple's therapy might just save your relationship

ceo husband!woozi by @bluejeanstrash (smut, fluff)

elevator by @wongyuuu (angst, soulmate!au, this fic is when i tell you i cried in a decent amount)

sumary: in a world where soulmates exists, jihoon is faced with difficult decisions

gym crush!jihoon by @svtswhorehouse (smut)

[duhnova]

a witches apothecary: for all your desires and needs

pairing: witch!seungcheol x fem!reader

word count: ~4.8k

synopsis: when your boyfriend told you to read the labels on the bottles carefully you should’ve listened, because what was supposed to be a relaxing night of you messaging all the tension away turned to him being in even more pain that only you could fix.

warning(s): smut under the cut (mdni!!), established relationship, supernatural / witch au, light fluff, hint of angst? mentions of food, mentions of blood, petnames (love, babe, baby, ect.) are used for both reader and cheol, whore is used / slight degradation, marking, praise, aphrodisiac oil is used, unprotected sex, creampie, slight breeding kink, dick riding, multiple orgasms (m), squirting, oral (m receiving), throat / face fucking, deep throating, cum eating, let me know if i forgot anything! - don’t mind grammatical errors/typos (i tried) // thank you @onlyhuis & @multi-kpop-fanfics for proofreading!

the story of pink eros collab masterlist

“here you go cheol,” you plop the last basket full of herbs down on the counter top. “i finished harvesting all your herbs.” you give him a bright smile despite all the dirt on your face and hands. 

“thank you baby.” he smiles back, laughing quietly at the state of your being. “when you get cleaned up, could you put these away for me please? i need to start prepping the herbs to dry so they’ll be ready for next week.” he moves the herbs to set baskets full of premade potions and potion ingredients on the counter for you. 

“okay!” you chirp out before rushing to the bathroom to clean up. after scrubbing all the dirt from your fingernails you make your way back to the kitchen to start putting stuff away. 

you mumbles the ingredients to yourself as you read the labels carefully, making sure you put them in the right spot. seungcheol was in one of the back rooms hanging up all the herbs to dry, giving you the whole kitchen to yourself. the longer you did things like this the more he trusted you to figure things out on your own - not being born into the same life as him. it was new adapting to all the magic he used in everyday life, but he made sure to take his time introducing you to everything. 

while in the middle of rearranging some of the potions so you could add the new ones you heard quite scratches coming from the back door followed by whimpers. sighing quietly you set the small glass bottles down on the counter to go open the door, a shaggy black dog comes waltzing in with a backpack on its back. 

“hi mingyu,” you smile as you watch the dog shift into a person who stands taller than your boyfriend. “i see jihoon let you out of your cage.”

“he did, and he sent me with offerings.” mingyu takes the backpack off and sets it gently on the table so he could pull out bundles of belladonna and a couple glass bottles full of a red liquid. 

“is that blood?”

“from a vampire! so it stinks, be careful.” his nose crinkles in a cute way. 

“do i even wanna know how he got it?” mingyu shrugs before it looks like a lightbulb went off in his head. 

“oh!” he reaches back in the bag to pull out something covered in cloth. “this is very special so be extremely careful with it… ji might kill me if it breaks.”

“what is it?”  you take it gently and unwrap the bottle, the handwriting was hard to read so the only thing you could read was ‘oil’. 

“he wouldn't tell me but he said cheol would know what it was.” mingyu closes the backpack and throws it back over his shoulders. “speaking of, where is he?” 

“the herb room, be careful going back there, the house is swamped with orders so there's boxes and ingredients everywhere.” mingyu nods his head and bids you a farewell, going to seek out his friend while being cautious of everything that's haphazardly stacked up in piles that reach the ceiling. 

carefully you put the belladonna in a basket for seungcheol to deal with later, making sure to wash your hands extremely well you go back to putting everything where it belongs.

the vampire blood was almost powdery, but it moved like a liquid so it mesmerized you for a little bit, mingyu leaving out the back door snapping you out of your trance as you went back to your task. 

“hey love,” you poke your head into the herb room, smiling as you watch seungcheol use his magic to levitate the herbs all around the room while also expanding the walls to make more room for everything. “where does this go?” you show him the bottle that had the mystery oil in it. 

“is it from jihoon?” you hum in acknowledgment. “um, just put it with the other oils for now. i’ll deal with it later.” he tilts his head back to offer you a tired smile, his eyes flinching a little when his neck cracks. 

“okay.” your voice is soft with worry but you still manage to smile back at him. “i’ll start dinner soon… how does soup sound?” 

“sounds amazing.” he hums while he looks down at his herb book that’s floating off to his left before he sighs, rearranging some of the herbs after he read that they shouldn’t be mixed. quietly you back out of the doorway and close the door, leaving cheol to work in peace. 

“put it with the oils?” you frown a little. “which oils though?” you sigh quietly  figuring you wouldn't bother seungcheol anymore as you go to the bathroom where all the nonedible oils are kept. after mingyu consumed the oil from a non edible plant a while back seungcheol made the decision to put all nonedible oils in the bathroom where no one could eat them accidentally. 

once you were back in the kitchen you hurriedly got back to putting everything away, wanting to get started on dinner early so you could get seungcheol to sit and relax for a little bit before he had to go out and set up all the water that needed to sit during the crescent moon. 

there were some bottles you weren't able to put away because of the lack of space but that's something seungcheol could fix later with his magic. washing your hands again you got to work on lighting the stove, which still used fire but seungcheol needed it to be that way for him to properly cook some of his ingredients and potions. mumbling the ingredients of the soup to yourself you get everything ready and prepared while the fire gets roaring. 

“we’re almost out of garlic.. i need to ask ji for some more later.” you make a mental note to text the garden witch later, even if he rarely touches his phone you hope he’ll send mingyu with some next time he makes a delivery. 

“hey baby, do you know where the string is? i ran out and i have a couple more bundles to wrap and hang.” seungcheol comes up behind you while you stir the pot to hug you. he takes a big sniff of the air and groans quietly. “it smells good and i’m starving, when did you start?”

“it’ll be done by the time you are.” you giggled quietly as he kissed gently at your exposed neck. “i think we should have some more in the first drawer in the storage room.” he mumbles a quiet ‘thank you’ as he kisses your cheek before pulling himself away from your body. he also grabs the basket full of belladonna so he can dry it as well. 

just like you predicted you finished dinner a couple minutes after seungcheol finished hanging everything and getting cleaned up. while you took your time to wash up, getting all the food and grime off from the day, seungcheol was setting the table - the bowls and cups floating in the air as he poured soup and drinks into them before setting them at their respective chairs. 

“i was thinking,” you started talking when you entered the room. “after we finish eating I can give you a little message.” you smile at your boyfriend who looks at you with wide and curious eyes. 

“oh?” his eyes follow you to your seat, his food untouched because he wanted to wait for you before he started eating. 

“yeah, i noticed that you were flinching earlier when you were moving your head.” you pick up your spoon so you could take a sip of the broth that was still hot. “maybe i could help loosen up some of the muscles so its more comfortable for you to move.” seungcheol smiles wide, his dimples on full display as he watches the way you frown after burning your mouth on the broth. 

“i’d love that.” he hums quietly before he eats a spoon full of the soup, the heat not really bothering him as much as he starts to scarf down his food. 

“oh!” you jump out of your chair and rush back into the kitchen, the smell of the soup overpowered the bread you had baking in the oven and you almost forgot about it. “there's bread.” you bring the freshly baked bread out into the dining room, your boyfriend is quick to use his magic to levitate it out of your mitten clad hands. 

“thank you baby.” he uses his magic to cut a couple slices for the both of you, levitating the knife to spread butter on them before setting them on your plates. while you both ate your dinner you talked about your days, most of which was spent preparing things for orders people had been putting in for potions and spells.

“i’ll clean up while you go get comfortable on the bed.” you give seungcheol a smile when you both finish eating. 

“let me help you.” he stands up and uses his magic to pick up all the dishes, sending them to the sink where they land a little harshly - his excitement getting the best of him as he grabs your hand to drag you towards the bedroom. his magic was still doing work in the kitchen as he put all the food in the fridge. 

“you're excited.” you giggle quietly as you watch him crawl onto the bed to lay on his stomach. 

“of course i am, you're going to put your pretty little hands on my back.” he hums quietly. you couldn’t help the way your face heated up as you shake your head. 

“take your shirt off for me, i'm gonna go get one of the message oils.” you’ve never seen your boyfriend move so quickly before as you watch his back muscles flex as he lays back down on his stomach, the tattoos on his back prominent under the dull light of the bedroom. you didn’t waste too much time going into the bathroom and grabbing one of the oil bottles, holding it under your shirt to help warm it up a little using your body heat. 

“i know you want me to relax baby but i do have to be outside in the next two hours to make sure the water is in the moonlight for the longest time possible.” seungcheols voice is soft as you crawl onto the bed, sitting on top of your boyfriends ass as you hum quietly. 

“i know love,” you smile gently, even though he couldn’t see it. you pull the bottle out from under your shirt and open it, a sweet but tangy scent hits your nose - it was pleasant but new, you don’t remember the scent but you shrug it off as it has been awhile since you’ve done this. “now relax.” you pour some of the red liquid onto your hands and rub them together, the color looked familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it as you began to rub the shimmery oil into seungcheols skin. groaning quietly, seungcheol relaxed into the bed, his muscles screaming a little as you knead at his skin. 

“feels good baby.” he mumbles as his eyes flutter closed, the tension beginning to leave his body the higher up his back you got. your hands would linger a little longer on the areas where his tattoos were, loving the way the specs of gold in the oil looked against the black ink. 

“i’m glad it feels good.” you purr quietly as you put some more oil on your hands so you could rub at his shoulders. your hands began to tingle a little but you paid no attention to it as you messaged his shoulders, drawing louder groans from your boyfriend as you felt the knots in his muscles melt away under your fingers. 

“what oil is this?” he mumbles after a couple minutes of silence. “the scent is new.. but familiar.” you shrug your shoulders before realizing he couldn’t see you. 

“i don't know, but i think it's floral?” you bring one of your hands up to your nose to sniff at the oil, your head becoming a little light all of a sudden. “woah..” you whisper.

“where did the oil come from?” seungcheol groans quietly, this time in pain as he shifts under you. 

“the cabinet?” you question quietly as you rub at his back again. “are you still in pain?” 

“this is a different kind of pain.” he shifts under you again, his skin starting to heat up under your hands. “where did the oil come from before the cabinet baby?” you could tell his jaw was clenched as he held back another pained groan. 

“um…” you fumble picking the bottle back up as you go to check the label, which is something you forgot to do before using it. you freeze as you stare at the label, jihoons horrible scribbling stared back as you as it finally dawned on you that you potentially just used something dangerous on your boyfriend. “jihoon..” you whisper. 

“what?” your boyfriend's head tilts to the side as he tries to look at you behind him. 

“it came from jihoon..” you gulp quietly, your hands starting to shake. “i’m so sorry cheol! i didn’t think about checking the label, the colors looked similar and i thought i grabbed the right one and now i just rubbed something into your back that could potentially ki-”

“hey,” he groans as he tries to roll over without knocking you off of him. “It's ok, it's not deadly.” he watches you through his hooded eyes as you shift around to sit on top of his lap where his cock was growing hard. 

“what is it then?” your face heats up at the feeling of his bulge under your ass. you try to read the label again but give up as you lean over to set the glass bottle on the bedside table. seungcheol was quick in grabbing your hips to sit you back down on his lap after you set the bottle down. groaning quietly at the contact he closes his eyes, his jaw clenching again as he tries to focus on anything other than the pain in his body. 

“it’s…” he takes in a deep breath, “its pure concentrated aphrodisiac oil.” he lets out the breath. 

“what..” your eyes widen a little, you remember reading about aphrodisiacs in the book jihoon let you borrow. 

“it’s for sex potions and spells..” his fingers dig into your hips. “and it's super strong.. even just the smell of it can make you horny when it's in this form.” he mumbles quietly. 

“oh..” you gently set your hands on his bare chest, your fingers ghosting over his nipples that are rock hard causing him to groan loudly, his head falling back into the pillow deeper. 

“please.. y/n..” he whimpers a little, his hips bucking up into yours causing you to jump forward a little, a quiet moan leaving you as you bite your lip. 

“are you in pain right now because you're horny?” you mumble as you push your hips down into his as you grind against him, his own hips grinding with yours as he groans lowly. 

“yes..” he was becoming breathless, his body already worked up enough to cum in his pants right then and there. there was enough aphrodisiac in seungcheols system to give him the sex drive of a bunny. 

“do.. do you need something to help with it?” you try to keep a straight mind while you both helplessly grind against each other. “like an antidote or something..” you breathe out quietly.

“i don’t have any remedies made right now..” he groans as he bucks his hips up into yours hard. “i need to get off.” he almost whispers as his eyebrows furrowed together. 

“can i help you get off?” you lean down to kiss gently at his jaw, nosing his cheek as he whines. 

“only if you want to..” he stops his movements, his legs shaking as he tries so hard to open his eyes to look at you. 

“i do want to help you,” you smile softly, moving your hands from his chest so you can fully lay on top of him, allowing you to grab his face. “besides, it would be a lot quicker with me here right?” he nods before he's rolling you two over so he's laying on top. he groans quietly in pleasure and pain, his hips instinctively rutting into yours. 

“tell me when to stop.” he whispers against your lips before he kisses you deeply, his body rocking as he deeply rolls his hips into yours, his pants getting tighter than before. you both were desperately moaning into the others mouth as you sloppily made out with one another, the sexual tension becoming thicker the longer you two took to get naked. 

‘cheol..” you manage to breathe out in between kisses, a needy whine escaping your lips when he nips at your tongue. 

“what's wrong?” he mumbles as he trails his lips down your cheek and neck, sucking dark marks into his favorite places. 

“it’s getting really hot..” you whisper while wiggling under his flaming hot body. one major side effect of the aphrodisiac is it makes the consumer really hot, almost like it mimics the body temperature that wolves and other animals experience during their heats. 

“can i take your clothes off?” 

“god yes.” you sit up along with him so he can pull your shirt off while using his magic to unclip and pull your bra off while he shimmies out of his own pants. you don't even get the drawstring of your pants undone before he’s pulling them off of you along with your panties. the cold air hitting your soaking hot cunt makes a shiver run down your spine and goosebumps rise up on your skin that seungcheol soothes away with his hands. 

“i am going to devour you.” he groans as his warm hands trail down your legs, pushing them wide open so he can comfortably sit between them. he takes one of his hands to jerk his cock a couple times, his precum coating every inch of him. when you whimper quietly seungcheol doesn’t waste a second before he's lining up at your glistening hole. “are you sure you want this?”

“yes, please.” you were starting to sound like the desperate one here despite your boyfriend's pupils being blown with lust and his cock throbbing from all the aphrodisiac in his system. “give it all to me.” with that seungcheol pushes into your tight cunt inch by inch, his hands resting on the back of your thighs to keep them pushed wide open. 

“fuck..” he groans lowly, your pussy clenching at the sound caused his hips to buck forward - his cock fully bottoming out. his fingers dig into your flesh and his jaw clenches while he waits for you to finish adjusting. when you give him the green light to start moving he doesn’t waste a breath before he's thrusting his hips. 

he wanted to start slow, his muscles tense with restraint as he watches the way your head tilts back and your bottom lip disappears between your teeth. letting go of your thighs seungcheol leans his whole body over yours so he can rest his forearms on the bed on either side of your head, caging you against the bed. instinctively, your legs wrap tightly around his waist while your arms snake around his neck, your nails digging into his back as he starts to thrust harder and faster - his slow pace long forgotten as his only thought was to make you moan as loudly as possible while also getting you to cum before him. 

“you feel so fucking good,” he grunts quietly as his hands grip onto the sheets tightly, his hips jackhammering into yours creating a loud squelching sound to echo throughout the room. “doing so fucking good for me, taking my cock like a good little whore.” your pussy clenches at his words causing him to fuck into you faster, the amount of slick you were creating made him slide in and out with ease. 

your nails drag down his shoulders, dark red lines forming in their wake as seungcheol fucks you like theres no tomorrow. a shiver runs up your boyfriend's spine when you rake your nails over his tattoos, the skin puffing up a little but no blood spills out as you continue to mark him up. 

‘keep doing that baby and i’ll cum.” he groans into your neck as he tries to will his fast approaching orgasm away. 

“cum for me my love,” you purr quietly before whining when he hits your g-spot. seungcheol didn’t think twice before he was spilling his thick load into your cunt. despite being sensitive he continues to thrust into you. his cock is still painfully hard, all the aphrodisiac hadn’t been fucked out of his system yet. “let.. let me ride you.” you pant quietly, yelping when he rolls you two over so he was laying on his back again. 

“ride me.” his voice dripped with dominance despite him letting you take over. once you were comfortable, your hands find purchase on seungcheols abdomen before you start to slowly bounce your hips. he groans lowly, his hips bucking up to jostle you around a little bit - the pace becoming too slow for him. biting your lip and digging your nails into his abs that flexed under your hands you pick up your pace, your hips slapping down against his harder as his cum leaked out onto his balls. 

“so big,” you coo quietly, your moans turning into whines as your eyes roll and flutter a little. his cock twitched inside you as you clenched harder than before - your orgasm approaching quickly. “so full.”

“gonna fuck you even more full,” seungcheol groans as his hands find their way to your hips so he can help you bounce on his cock harder, the need to be as deep inside of you as possible becoming bigger by the second. “fill you with my cum till you're dripping with it for days.”  

“please!” you moan loudly, your body jumping forward everytime his hips come up to meet yours. 

“please what baby? fuck.” he almost growls when you clench around him, his cock twitching and his balls tightening as his orgasm threatens to wash over him. 

“cum.. cum please, please!” you babble as you let your body collapse on top of his while he takes over in fucking into you again, his arms wrapping around your waist as he groans into your hair. 

“you can cum baby,” he mumbles as he plants his feet on the bed to get a better and more stable angle. “cum all over my cock.” and just like that the coil in your stomach snaps and your orgasm washes over you as you squirt a little all over his cock. 

“cheol!” you gasp and whine as he helped you ride out your orgasm, his second one washing over him as he unloaded his cum deep inside you. 

the two of you lay there for a couple minutes, panting while you both come down from your highs. your lower half began to ache a little as you slowly sat up, whimpering at how sensitive you were as you gently pulled yourself from seungcheols semi hard cock. 

“how do you feel?” you mumble as your hands rub at his chest, his quiet hums vibrating through your fingertips. 

“less horny that's for sure.” he laughs quietly, his dimples popping out as he lazily looks at you through his lashes. “how do you feel? i wasn’t too rough with you, was i?” you shake your head.

“not at all, besides i love it when you get rough.” you shrug your shoulders as your hands gently message their way down his stomach, his muscles flexing before relaxing - a content sigh leaving him. “is all the aphrodisiac out of your system?” the lower your hands got on his body the harder his cock got again. 

“i would say it is…” he watches you with dark eyes. “but it's hard to tell with your hands on me like that still.” he smirks at the sweet smile you give him.

“well you were still a little hard when i got up.” you crawl backwards slowly till your head is positioned right above his cock. “so maybe you still need my help.”

“i’ll never turn down your help baby.” he breathes out, gasping when your fingers wrap around the base, your fingertips almost touching. you jerk him off a couple times before you stick your tongue out to kitten lick at the head, the tip of your tongue swirling around his slit causing him to hiss and buck his hips up. giggling quietly you decide that teasing him could wait another night as you slowly lower your head, taking inch by inch until you couldn’t take anymore. 

“fuck,” your chest swells with pride at being able to make him sound so fucked out. slowly you start to bob your head, your hand wrapped around the part you didn’t get shoved down your throat yet. “mouth feels so good.” his groans were like music to your ears as you picked up the pace. 

considering he was already sensitive and overstimulated from the oil and his first two orgasms, his third climax wasn't far off. his legs began to tense up a little the closer it got causing you to use both your hands to soothe at his legs while you worked on deep throating him. after a little bit of effort you were able to nestle him nicely down your throat as he began to buck his hips up, fucking your throat as he chased after his next orgasm. 

“y/n!” he moans, his orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave as he cums down your throat and all over your mouth. swallowing every last bit of cum you make sure to kiss your way back up his body, giggling when he laughs quietly. “you’re amazing, you know that?” he whispers right before you kiss him on the lips, his tongue instantly exploring every inch of your mouth as he tastes himself on your tongue. 

“you’re amazing too.” you whisper before kissing him again, this time softer. after pulling away from one another, seungcheol slowly sits up carefully so he doesn’t head butt you. 

“lets go get cleaned up.” he stands up and stretches, groaning as the bones in his back pop. you can't help but drool a little at the muscles in his back, they flex so deliciously as he stretches his arms out and the black ink mixed with the deep red scratch marks was making your head dizzy. when he was done seungcheol picked you up gently to carry you to the bathroom where he ran you two a hot bath - making sure to put the correct soap and oils into the water so you can get the maximum relaxation effect. 

“not to alarm you or anything but its almost ten thirty.” you hum quietly as you relax deeper into the water while using seungcheols chest as your backrest. 

“seven hours minimum is needed for the crescent moon water.” he mumbles against your neck as he relaxes with you. “as long as i'm out and setting up the water by eleven it’ll be fine.” 

“you better not be out there all night.” you mumble already knowing he won't be joining you in bed later until sunrise. 

“i'll try baby.” he laughs quietly when you grumble out a quiet ‘bullshit’ before sitting up to grab your shampoo wanting to hurry up and get out so that seungcheol can attend to his water and you can go to bed (where you’ll one hundred percent pout until your boyfriend comes to join you). “i love you.” he coos, smiling when he notices how hard you're trying not to smile as you lather shampoo into yours then his hair. 

“i love you too..” you mumble, finally giving in and offering him a smile as you helped rinse his hair out. “but you better come to bed tonight, or i’ll strap you to it tomorrow.” he laughs quietly as he grabs your hips so he can pull you close enough for him to kiss the tip of your nose. 

“i’ll come to bed tonight baby, i promise.” and he did keep his promise, after spending two hours setting everything up and making sure it was all protected properly he crawled into your guys bed where he proceeded to lay on top of you like a cat (and even if he was up a couple hours later putting the water away before the sun came out you couldn’t complain too much about his lack of sleep since he did keep his promise, and he took a nap later that day per your request while you took care of some of the potion making that didn’t require magic).

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[kim-jongin-s]

svt fic recs (mostly nc-17; minwon, jeongcheol, wonchan + other)

MINWON

"🥀 service 🥀". au: waiter!mg. oneshot, 4k. nc-17.

Working the VIP room at a restaurant, Mingyu accidentally makes a mess of the rich patron's expensive suit, however Wonwoo saved Mingyu from getting fired and offers him even more.

"back 2 u (am 01:27)". au: football player!mg. oneshot, 6k. nc-17.

Mingyu breaks up with Wonwoo. They don't stop seeing each other.

"regal love". royalty!au: commander!ww, emperor!mg, omegaverse: beta!ww, alpha!mg. oneshot, 8k. pg-13.

"Sica wouldn't be under our rule if it wasn't for you. And that's why I would like to appoint you as the Minister of the province."

Dark eyes stared up at the emperor, lips pulled into a polite smile that never reached his eyes. Raven eyes that saw too much and lips that spoke too little. "I'm afraid I would have to turn down the offer your highness. Sica doesn't have you."

"in your orbit". band!au. oneshot, 8.6k. nc-17.

Wonwoo nearly kisses Mingyu on stage and even though Mingyu's dreamt about the moment for so long, it was never like this. He does the only logical thing—run away.

"bloodstained". fantasy!au: vampire!ww, werewolf!mg. 5 chapters, 49k. nc-17.

When he meets Wonwoo for the first time, Mingyu is about to die.

"what is it to burn". omegaverse: omega!ww, alpha!mg. 15 chapters, 103k. nc-17.

Mingyu isn't the only one with a secret. Wonwoo is the sole omega in the group of thirteen—a truth he's always kept concealed from the public.

When a dire situation arises, the boundaries between friendship and something more begin to blur.

JEONGCHEOL

"like a tsunami". college!au, oneshot, 1k. nc-17.

What's wetter? The shower or..?

"hate that you know me so well". oneshot, 5k. r.

Seungcheol wants Jeonghan. The group knows it. The fans know it. And it'd be great for everyone if Seungcheol could just god damn admit it.

"the dance of sea monsters and mermaids". office!au. oneshot, 12.5k. nc-17.

Competitors have been asking how Coupsmetics gets ahead of branding and market, when the only differences of their brands are subtle alterations of formula.

“A magician never spills his secrets.” Seungcheol would only offer a polite smile before he looks over to Secretary Yoon.

"tornado warnings". oneshot, 20k. pg-13. ♡

This was Jeonghan’s idea, and Seungcheol has the texts to prove it. Jeonghan is almost always the one calling for these things: let’s go eat, Cheolie-yah. Let’s take a walk, Seungcheol-ah. The lake is pretty, isn’t it? Let’s sit for a while, Seungcheolie. Seungcheolie—it’s cold. Give me your sweater.

And Seungcheol caves, and caves, and only offers the amount of resistance it takes to make Jeonghan smile again.

WONCHAN

"(i) put a spell on you". omegaverse: alpha!ww, omega!dn. oneshot, 7k. nc-17.

Wonchan are extremely, nastily obsessed with each other, and get nastier after a drought: the fic.

"love's awakened root". omegaverse: alpha!ww, omega!dn. oneshot, 9k. nc-17.

"I'm spending your rut with you," Chan says to Wonwoo. "Right?"

OTHER

"feelin' so hot (i got the fire)". soongyu. oneshot, 3k. nc-17.

Soonyoung hasn’t been touched in months. When he finally has a day off (and plans out a little self-care), he’s interrupted by a desperate call from Mingyu asking for help with the latest choreography. It won’t take long, right?

"everlasting arms". verkwan. omegaverse: omega!sk, alpha!vn. oneshot, 4k. nc-17.

Hansol's hoodies are missing. All of them.

"pretty please". seoksoon. omegaverse: omega!hs, omega!dk, rule 63. oneshot, 5k. nc-17.

For everything that leads her to fuck Jihoon's sister, Soonyoung blames heats. Heats, plural, as a concept. Heats for lesbian omegas, more specifically.

"a prayer for spring rain". jeonghan/wonwoo/dk. wolf!au: omega!jh, alpha!ww, beta!dk. oneshot, 7k. nc-17.

Wonwoo is no ordinary alpha. He wants something he will never get. That is until Seokmin and Jeonghan approach him with a proposition.

"all this manufactured desire". seokcheol. magical realism: sex pollen. oneshot, 10k. nc-17.

Seokmin braces himself, and he feels Seungcheol do the same, even without looking. Even while they both pointedly don’t look at each other.

“It’s some sort of lust spell, inducing feelings or urges so strong until it becomes unbearable,” Seungkwan says in a remarkably steady tone of voice, all things considered. "The, uh, only solution is to…fuck it out.”

"warm blood (underneath your skin)". jigyu. au: camboy!mg. oneshot, 11k. nc-17.

Jihoon’s skin prickles as he watches because all he can do is watch. Electricity lights up his muscles in a way that screams “reach out and take”, and it’s the inability that’s burning him up. He doesn’t normally feel this way watching Mingyu.

"if we don't do it, i can imagine it". seokwoo. roomate!au, gamer!ww, camboy!dk. oneshot, 26k. nc-17. ♡♡

Everything’s fine. Wonwoo might be in the process of developing a porn addiction and he’s certainly going to die alone and pining, but everything’s fine.

"in danger of a true romance". gyushua. au. 5 chapters, 33k. nc-17. ♡♡♡

When his best friend gets engaged after Joshua goes through a string of bad breakups and worse first dates, he swears off of dating. Unfortunately, the universe (and Jeonghan) has other plans. The man of honor he's supposed to plan this wedding with may look like Joshua's type on the surface (tall and eager), but he's a romantic -- and Joshua learned the hard way that romance isn't something he gets.

[urauntiefaye]

~MasterList~

Emoji Guide: 🔞=NSFW, 🌸=Fluff, 🔪=Yandere, 🖤=Mafia, 🧛=Vampire Au, 🐺=Werewolf Au, 💛=Hybrid Au, 👹=Crack, ❤️‍🩹=Angst, 📱=SMAU, ❤️‍🔥=Suggestive,🎓=College Au, ⚠️=Toxic Au

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-Legal Line Hard Thought 10:48🔞-

First Time With &Team Legal Line🔞

&Team as Yanderes(Not including Maki)🔞🔪

&Team as Werewolves🐺

How They Met You Werewolves!&Team🐺

Grey City University(&Team as Uni Students)🎓

&Team When High(Maki not included)🍃❤️‍🔥

&Team Hyung Line Reaction to You Smoking❤️‍🩹

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&Team Hard Thoughts 8:54🔞

K

-Hard Thoughts: 12:26🔞 -

-Hard Thoughts 11:39🔞-

Fuma

-Hard Thoughts: 10:22🔞-

Nicholas

8:16🔞

Those Two Little Lines ❤️‍🩹🌸

Breeding Kink with Nicholas 🔞

EJ

-None Yet-

Yuma

-Hard Thoughts: 1:20🔞-

8:48 Jealous FWB Yuma 🔞🌸 Pt2🔞

Jo

You Will Be Mine 🔞👑

1:42 Jo Asakura 🔞

Slow it Down 🔞

Harua

-None Yet-

Taki

Taki+Breeding Kink🔞

Maki

Maki Vibes via Pinterest&My Brain🌸

-BoyNextDoor-

Legal Line: 

MtoL "Make Eye Contact During It"

First Time With Legal Line 🌸🔞

Boy Next Door When You're Too Shy To Ask 🔞

Boy Next Door When You're Sad🌸❤️‍🩹

Toxic!Bf's Leehan and Taesan ⚠️

Jaehyun

Soft Sex🔞🌸

Sungho

-None Yet- 

Riwoo

-None Yet-

Taesan

7:07

Possessive!Taesan 🔞

Rich!Boyfriend Taesan 🔞

8:20 🔞

Leehan

OneShot: Enemies~ NSFW  🔞

2:11

Frat!Boy Leehan 🔞

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First Time With Riize 🔞

Shotaro

-None Yet-

Eunseok

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Sungchan

-None Yet-

Wonbin

-None Yet-

Sohee

-None Yet-

Seunghan

Toxic!FWB W/Seunghan🔞⚠️❤️‍🩹 Pt2 ❤️‍🩹🔞⚠️🌸

Anton

Anton With a Childish S/O🌸

Anton Suggestive Drabble 751

Enhypen

Legal Line 

-None Yet-

Heesung

-None Yet-

Jay 

-None Yet-

Jake

To Be Kidnapped Teaser🔪

Sunghoon

-None Yet-

Sunoo

-None Yet-

Jungwon 

-None Yet-

-P1Harmony-

Legal Line: 

First Time With P1harmony🔞

Keeho

-None Yet-

Theo

-None Yet-

Jiung

-None Yet-

Intak

-None Yet-

The Boyz

All Members

-None Yet-

Sangyeon

-None Yet-

Jacob

-None Yet-

Younghoon

-None Yet-

Hyunjae

Never Really Escaped: Yandere!Hyunjae 🔪

Juyeon

-None Yet-

Kevin

-None Yet-

New(Chanhee)

-None Yet-

Q(Changmin)

-None Yet-

Haknyeon

-None Yet-

Sunwoo

-None Yet-

Eric

-None Yet-

ZeroBaseOne

Jiwoong

-None Yet-

ZhangHao

-None Yet-

Hanbin

-None Yet-

Matthew

-None Yet-

Taerae

-None Yet-

Ricky

-None Yet-

Gyuvin

-None Yet-

Gunwook

-None Yet-

Treasure

Hyunsuk

-None Yet-

Jihoon

-None Yet-

Yoshi

-None Yet-

Junkyu

-None Yet-

Jaehyuk

-None Yet-

Asahi

-None Yet-

Doyoung

-None Yet-

Haruto

-None Yet-

Jeongwoo

-None Yet-

Junghwan

-None Yet-

[mymegrokosmos]

Seventeen Master List

all members

★ how seventeen looks at you - 95 line ↘ 96 line ↘ 97 line ↘ maknae line

✩ seventeen as types of boyfriends

★ seventeen as chase atlantic songs coming soon

✩ last night vampire detectives wonhan au - teaser ↘ intro ↘ maknae line

by member

💜 SEUNGCHEOL.

bf seungcheol carrying your groceries

bf seungcheol is distracted at game night

seungcheol as a bf hcs

bar meet drabble

jealous bf seungcheol

💜 JEONGHAN.

bf jeonghan takes you for granted

ex bf jeonghan drabble

bf jeonghan hc

💜 JOSHUA.

sleepy bf joshua

protective bf joshua

jealous bf joshua 🔞

💜 JUNHUI.

nothing to see here yet

💜 SOONYOUNG.

nothing to see here yet

💜 WONWOO.

biker bf wonwoo picks you up from work

snap shoot 🔞

💜 JIHOON.

ruby - you wear a red dress for date night 🔞

💜 MINGYU.

nothing to see here yet

💜 MINGHAO.

shoulder injury soft bf minghao

💜 DOKYEOM.

nothing to see here yet

💜 SEUNGKWAN.

coffee date with bf seungkwan

💜 VERNON.

soft bf vernon drabble

💜 CHAN.

bf dino comforts you after a long day

soft bf dino

surprise date night with bf dino

[wooahaes]

world's worst vampire

pairing: non-idol!vampire!hoshi x gn!reader

genre: vampire au. vaguely fluffy?

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: hosh feeding off of reader. blood mentions. reader calling hosh a dumbass at one point.

daisy's notes: what if hes just. <3

Soonyoung was probably the worst vampire in the goddamn world at being a vampire.

While he didn’t talk much about the circumstances leading to him being turned, Soonyoung sometimes wondered if it was worth it to be alive forever. He always went out on sunny days and forgot his umbrella (which usually net him a slight sunburn from having sensitive skin, and a massive loss of energy as he recovered), he’d forget to retract his fangs when he wasn’t feeding, and he even forgot to feed sometimes. Soonyoung was a busy  man! He had too much to do! Too much he liked doing! Sometimes he just… forgot that food alone wasn’t enough to sustain him the way it used to, even after he’d lived this long.

Which was why he knew it was you who pounded at his door to try and get a response. Minutes later, he could hear the telltale chime of you entering into his apartment. He hadn’t responded to your messages in days, too fatigued to move more than necessary. His supply had run out, and he wasn’t going to see Jihoon until he came tonight with the next batch (why bother him while he was working? He could make it, he was fine). Soon enough, his bedroom door flew open, and you were making your way over to him. His skin was a little clammy, and he’d grown a little paler from the lack of nutrition, and he could see the frustration in your eyes as you looked him over.

With a sigh, you drew back your sleeve, thrusting your wrist into his face. Soonyoung just wrapped his cold fingers around it, drawing it in and pressing a kiss against where he was hyper-aware of your pulse.

“Drink.” 

His eyes found yours in the low light. “I’ll be fine—”

“I said drink, dumbass, so I can be mad at you for not calling me when you’re better.” 

Despite his lack of energy, Soonyoung pushed your wrist away. He pushed himself to sit up, fatigue settling into his bones too heavily. 

“Soonyoung—”

“I don’t like drinking from your wrist,” he said quietly. “Can I…?”

With a sigh, you’d reached up to the buttons of your collar. You popped the top ones, loosening your collar as Soonyoung moved in. His nose brushed against your neck as you let your head fall back, giving him better access to the skin. He always would press a tiny kiss against your skin before sinking his fangs into you. You’d never understand why books and movies made this out to be hot and sexual: it hurt. Soonyoung’s venom would always numb it a little, like a mosquito, but you’d always feel lethargic and lightheaded from the loss of blood when he was done. You shut your eyes, though, and let him feed as he needed to.

Sooner than you thought, he’d pulled away, planting another kiss against his bite mark. “Thank you,” he murmured, pulling away. He’d always trace the tiny drops of blood that rose to the surface, licking them from his fingers as he watched the wound close itself up—another side effect of his bite. “Jihoon’s coming tonight. I’ll drink then.” 

With a sigh, you slumped against him. “I don’t get why you don’t just call me.” 

“Don’t wanna bother you,” he mumbled, pulling you in a little bit closer. He trailed his fingers down your arm, pressing another kiss against the side of your face. “I don’t like seeing you like this.” 

“I don’t mind if you need it, Soonyoung.” 

He knew that. He always knew that you (and Jun and Wonwoo…) were always a call away if he was starving and Jihoon couldn’t bring him blood in time. He didn’t need to torture himself, and yet he couldn’t help but feel guilty at doing it. He saw the way it affected other people. The way you’d always need to sleep a little afterward, or the way Wonwoo always seemed to get a little paler, yet insisted he was fine–that he just needed to drink something and maybe eat a light snack, too. He saw the way Jun didn’t hide the way it could hurt, too. Not in the way you did, expressions always carefully measured. Staying alive for him could mean hurting the ones he loved if his supply ran out, and he’d rather just deal with the lethargic feelings for a couple days than see that happen.

Soonyoung curled one hand around the back of your neck, the other supporting your back as he turned you over so you could lie down on your side. “It’s okay,” he murmured, stealing a kiss against your lips this time. “It’s my turn to take care of you. Let me get your snacks and then we can cuddle.”

Before he could pull away, you reached out, a hand cupping his cheek. He turned his face, pressing a kiss against your palm, and pulled away to begin the steps of taking care of you. And that meant pressing little chocolate snacks against your lips, teasing you gently before pulling you in to snuggle for a while. At least he would repay the favor like this.

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❥ CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

Smoke & Mirrors: smut, established relationship au

143 Miles: smut, fluff, established relationship au, road trip au

❥ YOON JEONGHAN

Good Vibrations: smut, established relationship au

❥ JOSHUA HONG

Crush on You: fluff, f2l au, college au

Stay 'Till Sunrise (w/Mingyu): smut, fluff, f2l au, polyam

Main Dish: smut, established relationship au

Curse the Stars: smut, fluff, s2l au, fwb au, 70s au

Press Reset: angst, smut, fluff, sci-fi au

❥ WEN JUNHUI

L O A D I N G...

❥ KWON SOONYOUNG

Push & Pull: smut, office rivals au, enemies w/benefits au

❥ JEON WONWOO

L O A D I N G...

❥ LEE JIHOON

L O A D I N G...

❥ LEE SEOKMIN

L O A D I N G...

❥ KIM MINGYU

Stay 'Till Sunrise (w/Joshua Hong): smut, fluff, f2l au, polyam

Irresistible: smut, established relationship au

Polaroid Love: fluff, established relationship au, college au

Room with a View (w/Jeon Jungkook): smut, vampire au

❥ XU MINGHAO

L O A D I N G...

❥ BOO SEUNGKWAN

All My Love: smut, romance, established relationship au, soulmate au

❥ HANSOL VERNON CHWE

Take Me Higher: smut, fluff, f2l au

❥ LEE CHAN

Eat You Up: smut, succubus au

In Case You Didn't Know: fluff, romance, smut, a little angst, brother’s best friend au, roommates au, 90s au

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FIC REC : SEVENTEEN

FICS REC LISTS PER MEMBER

choi seungcheol (scoups)

yoon jeonghan (jeonghan)

hong jisoo (joshua)

moon juinhui (jun)

kwon soonyoung (hoshi)

jeon wonwoo (wonwoo) part 2

lee jihoon (woozi)

lee seokmin (dk)

xu minghao (the8)

kim mingyu (mingyu) part.2

boo seungkwan (seungkwan)

chwe hansol (vernon)

lee chan (dino)

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the letter box (finished serie, fluff)

SVT HUBS hyung line maknae line

14 nights of halloween (mostly smut and horror, supernatural!au)

fear : an ode to your blood (dont have the link bc @msmadness99 deactivated if anyone knows if the fic is somewhere else PLEASE lmk) (vampire!au, smut, horror?)

getting closer (an ode sequel) (same thing as fear: an ode to your blood)

SEVENTEEN OT13 (ongoing/unfinished)

amortentia (ongoing serie, hogwarts!au, fluff, angst)

welcome to seventeen world (ongoing serie, CEO!au)

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[natigail]

Fics I posted/updated in 2024 - natigail

Rest in the Belly of the Wolf (Stray Kids, 348k, Minho/3RACHA, magical AU, witch!Minho, werewolves!3RACHA, polyamorous pack, aspec characters)

Broke, Gay and New in Town (Phan, +347k (wip), Stardew Valley AU, farmer!Dan, BnB owner!Phil, magical realism, finding yourself)

I'm like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged (Seventeen, +28.5k (wip), Seungcheol/Jihoon, omegaverse AU, secret identity, enemies to friends to lovers, escaping Society's norms)

돈’t Resist (at least not me) (Seventeen, 20.8k, Seungkwan/Vernon, side piece to svt mafia AU, getting together, enemies to lovers)

I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak (Hazbin Hotel, 9.5k, Angel Dust/Husker, canon setting, touch-starved, wings massage)

Whatever it takes (except Assan) (Dragon Age: The Veilguard, 5.3k, Rook & Assan, canon divergent, angst, grief, hopeful ending)

The Taint of Ancient Magic (Seventeen & Stray Kids, 5.3k, Soonyoung & Minho, side piece to skz wolfpack AU, outside POV, witch!Hoshi)

some of the most normal pictures (Phan, 5.2k, established relationship, domestic fluff, 5 times)

Hold On with Your Teeth (Stray Kids, 4.9k, Minho/3RACHA, side piece to skz wolfpack AU, sleepy cuddles, pack dynamics)

Vampire Moon (Phan, 4.4k, Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU, enemies to lovers, vampire turning, vampire!Dan, werewolf!Phil)

"You look at my face a lot" (Phan, 3.3k, established relationship, domestic fluff, doing make-up feat. eyebrow slit)

Nah, you wouldn't have spared me (EPIC: The Musical, 3.3k, Odysseus & siren pretending to be Penelope, canon compliant, prey/predator)

Go out with a bang as it were (Phan, 3k, established relationship, domestic fluff, introspection)

no but seriously imagine it (Phan, 2.5k, established relationship, domestic fluff, tour bus, Terrible Influence Tour)

creativity is nothing without friendship (Phan, 2.3k, DanAndPhilCRAFTS AU, demon summoning, human sacrifice)

[orange heart emoji] (Phan, 2.3k, established relationship, domestic fluff, We're All Doomed, introspection)

Wavering Hope (Xenoblade Chronicles 3, 2.2k, Mio/Noah, canon compliant, found family, emotional hurt)

[krp1x1finder]

Heyyyyy been a minute since I put one of these out into the world, but looking for a few new rp partners as all of mine have dried up!

mxm only pls!!

original plots/fandomless only! Pls no idolverse/canonverse plots!

Currently seeking maybe something supernatural themed as I'm in the mood for spooky season? (though I would be okay with other aus too) Vampires/ghosts/werwolves/witches/etc. I also prefer plots to be a good mix of angst, fluff, and smut! No rps based solely on smut or fluff as those tend to die out far too quickly!

I have muses in bts (hoseok, jungkook, yoongi) and svt (mostly hoshi, but could do jihoon, dokyeom, seungkwan as well), and could be persuaded to write other muses in other groups I stan like ateez, skz, maybe txt and/or some of my nugu groups such as n.flying.. hoo nose. I am a huge multi so please feel free to ask! Prefer in-group ships, but could be persuaded to do cross-ships if the chemistry is there!

third person/past tense, semi-lit to lit. pls no novella as I cannot keep up with that length of reply for too long. usual reply length is 1-3 paras. I am looking for someone active who can reply often pls as I am quick to lose interest if the rp stagnates for too long (this does not apply if u tell me u r going to b busy or need a hiatus i will always be understanding of that).

Prefer to write over discord !

Dynamics for me are decided by what muse I am playing so I suppose you could say that I write mostly switch! :3 prefer the same in my partner!

ghost friendly as i am non-confrontational :p will never chase you to reply to me sooo

i expect the same courtesy.

preferably 20+ only! I'm 27, so if that makes you uncomfortable pls dni. She/her pronouns!

Triggers will be provided in dms! Please dni if you don't respect triggers or are looking for someone with no triggers or are just generally weird about triggers. u will b blocked.

Other than that!! Pls dm me or like this post and I will dm you!!

🌸 !

[97-liners]

hiiii congrats on 2k!! deserved 👏👏👏 love how you play with language and set the mood and write dialogues ^^

for my request: sensory prompt 63. indigo skies before dawn + supernatural!vernon or maybe royalty, up to u :D

63. indigo skies before dawn | supernatural/fantasy au | this is a teen drama wrapped in a modern fantasy setting

HI IM GARBAGE. i’ve had this sitting in my drafts for WELL OVER half a year now and i’ve been feeling so guilty that i can’t just bring myself to finish it. so i’m absolving myself of my sins (a lie) and just posting my unfinished draft. FORGIVE ME 😭😭😭😭

words: 3.8k; progress: ~25%

Hansol always makes it feel so easy.

Tonight, he comes into the convenience store just before 3am, dressed in a denim jacket pulled over a plain gray hoody and gray sweats. With a wave of a hand, he tugs one of his earbuds out and greets you with a casual “‘sup?”

“Hi Vernon,” you grin at him from behind the register. “Staying up late again?”

“Yeah,” he says nonchalantly as he grabs a triangle kimbap and a can of peach soda from the refrigerated section, “I have a big project due tomorrow.”

You raise an eyebrow and begin to check him out at the register. “Should you be working on that?”

Hansol shrugs. “Yeah, but I’d rather hang out with you for a while.”

“Fine then.” You grin and lean forward, resting your chin on one hand. At this time of night, the street is empty and silent and the washed-out bright glow flooding the convenience store is beginning to make your eyes hurt. “What are you working on these days? Did you finish that song from last week?”

Hansol offers you one of his earbuds, tilting his head in a silent nod for you to listen. You lean across the counter and take it, and you wait for the music to start.

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The first time you meet Hansol, it’s nearly midnight and you’re the only person working. The convenience store is nestled in a quiet human residential area on the edge of the city, an area that gets nearly no traffic in the small hours of night save for the occasional tipsy businessman smelling of soju and grilled meat, stumbling in for a bottle of water and some hangover relief drink mix before returning home.

That night, Hansol comes in and you watch, tired and bored, as he saunters through the automatic sliding doors in his ripped jeans and leather jacket, a cap tugged low over his eyes.

Of course you recognize him. You’re not stupid, after all, or totally out of the loop despite the stereotypes. You’d have to be totally dense not to recognize Choi Hansol. Even if he hasn’t been in the public eye for years, you still remember what his face looked like, bright and innocent, just a child standing on a balcony in front of millions. You know who he is, but you don’t react, simply because you’re too tired and self-absorbed in your own internal turmoil to.

You watch, disinterested, as he wanders up and down the aisles and grabs various snacks and junk food, bobbing his head to whatever music is being piped through his headphones. When he gets to the counter with his instant ramen and peach yogurt, he tugs off his headphones and lets them hang around his neck and looks up at you, almost cautiously.

“Will that be all for you tonight?” You keep your expression neutral and your face blank, and Hansol nearly breathes a sigh of relief. He’s so obvious, you can’t help but to think that it’s kind of cute.

“Yeah,” he says, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. “Can you heat up the ramen for me?”

That surprises you more than anything. Most customers use the attached charm on the underside of the lid to heat up their ramen. Maybe the rumors are true– you remember the gossip back when he had stepped down and passed the crown to his younger sister. Apparently, he’s a dud, you remember one of the city vampires, Jeonghan, telling you when he had visited your sire. Jihoon doesn’t really care for mortal business, so naturally you had been out of the loop, only informed when Jeonghan had visited from the city with new clothes and the latest model of cell phone for you. You remember thinking that it was an unnecessarily cruel thing to say about a teenager, but then again, you had been too wrapped up in your bloodlust and still barely-controlled violent urges to really care much about human drama.

“Sure thing,” you say to Hansol, still not letting anything show on your face. You open the ramen package and turn around to fill it with cold water from the dispenser behind the counter, and then you close the paper lid and fold the tab over the lip of the styrofoam bowl. With a press of your hand against the lid, the charm activates and a few seconds later, the water is bubbling and the bowl is steaming. “Be careful,” you warn, placing the ramen on the counter in front of Hansol. He pays with his cell phone and takes his food, bringing it with him to the counter by the window.

Hansol settles on one of the stools and turns to face you as he waits for his ramen to finish cooking. “Are you new to the city?”

You had just settled back down in your book, so it takes you a second ot realize that he had been talking to you. Slowly, you look up from the page you’re on and at Hansol, who watches you expectantly. “Me?”

“Yeah,” he says, “your accent. You sound like you’re from the country.” His heartbeat is relaxed and his face is open, curious. It doesn’t look like he has any ulterior motives, so even though it’s a little weird of him to strike up a personal conversation with the convenience store worker, you decide to indulge him.

“Yeah. I just moved here two weeks ago. My family moved here, and I wanted to be closer to them.” It’s not a lie– while you were still coming to terms with your new body, your brother baby brother had gone and grown up, graduated college, gotten married, and moved to Seoul. And when your parents found out that his wife was pregnant, they had moved to the city too. And by the time you were stable enough to rejoin society, although Jihoon had advised against it, you wanted to be there too. You’re one of the lucky ones– your parents had wanted you back, despite everything.

“Cool,” Hansol nods. “How are you adjusting?”

“It’s… overwhelming,” you admit, “I feel like I don’t belong. It’s big and noisy, but it’s lonely.” The other night, while you were trying to find a post office open 24 hours, you had accidentally touched a door handle plated in silver, clearly of an anti-Other establishment, and you’re still nursing the blisters on your fingertips. In your past life, you’re not sure it you ever even noticed the silver-plated doors everywhere.

Hansol nods again, sympathetically. The way he listens to you feels sincere in a way that not a lot of people do. “I bet. You’ll get used to it, though,” he says, offering a little smile. “The city’s like that in a weird way. It so big, and at first, you feel like you’ll never fit in, but you start leaving your imprint on the city, and the city molds to fit you. Everybody gets used to it eventually, the city makes sure of it.”

“You talk about Seoul like it’s alive,” you laugh.

“Isn’t it though?” He tilts his head inquisitively.

You pause, considering his words for a moment. The concrete and wires are still, but the bright headlights and masses of beings pulsing through the highways and squeezing in the subways and buses are more alive than anything else you’ve experienced before.

“I mean, you’re here, in this convenience store, checking people out and heating up ramen in the middle of the night,” he points out. “Right now, this little piece of Seoul is alive, because of you.”

You press your mouth into a tight line, lips suddenly feeing shaky. Hansol stares at you with those dark, sharp eyes, fidding with the plastic sleeve of the disposable chopsticks in his hands. You inhale slightly, just enough to fill your lungs with the air to say “that makes me feel better. Thank you.”

“Vernon,” he says, face breaking into a grin. It’s a ridiculous smile, with all three billion of his teeth, but it’s a good smile regardless. “I’m Vernon.”

Returning his smile, you repeat the name, testing it out in your mouth. “Vernon.”

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It’s just after the end of your shift and you’re walking home, headphones on, jacket slung loosely over your shoulders, listening to the kind of music that always reminds you what it feels like to be human. The night is cold, but you don’t feel uncomfortable, walking past buzzing orange streetlights and passing darkened windows. It’s 5 AM, and it’s just you and the moon. When you were younger, you used to savor these moments. It used to be a reprieve from the heat and noise of home, where you, your parents, and your brother were all cramped into the tight little flat, arguing and watching TV and listening to the radio and cooking and doing homework. But now, it just feels lonely. It makes you feel hollow, even as you sip at the little foil juice packet in your hand and let the metallic tang of blood flood your mouth.

You turn the corner to the little alley that the entrance to your apartment is on, and to your surprise, you see Hansol sitting on the steps leading up to the building across the street from yours. He’s looking down at his phone and is nursing a cigarette, a can of coke zero on the concrete by his feet.

“Vernon,” you say, half out of surprise, half because you’re just oddly glad to see him. “Do you live here?”

He looks up and as soon as he meets your eyes, he grins, a big goofy smile spreading across his face. “Oh, hey. Did you just get off work?”

You nod, and without waiting for an invitation, you toss your backpack to the ground and sit on the step next to him. Hansol wordlessly offers a cigarette, and you accept. Back when you had just been turned, you used to live on cigarettes because it would help to curb your uncontrollable thirst and calm you down from the bloodlust that new vampires are prone to. You’re less dependent on them these days, but it doesn’t hurt. Anything to feel human.

“I don’t live here, by the way,” he says, taking a nearly empty lighter from his pocket. You lean in to light the cigarette off the weak flame, and in the process, you catch a deep whiff of his scent, almost shuddering at how sweet and warm he smells. Like cinnamon and hot chocolate. Hansol goes on with his explanation, “my friend is a werewolf and asked me to wait here and let him in when he gets back.”

Your ears prick at the mention of another Other. Hansol still doesn’t know about you, but the casual way he mentions it makes you feel just a bit less nervous around him.

“You’re a really good friend, then,” you grin at him.

Hansol shrugs. “It’s just once a month, and his roommate is sick. Plus, he can’t pick up his keys and unlock the door with his wolfy paws and all.”

“I forgot it was the full moon,” you admit. “Probably should have been a bit more careful walking home from work,” you say, even though you’re fairly certain you have nothing to be afraid of save for bigots with wooden stakes.

“Nah, the wolves in this city are nothing to be afraid of,” he says, lifting his shoulders in a half-shrug. “There’s, like, three major packs here, and they all run a tight ship. Zero tolerance for anything that could get them in trouble and all.”

“Oh. That’s good to hear.” You wonder if there’s any other vampires your age in Seoul– the only other ones you know are open about their situation and well-established in the community, hundreds of years old. Jeonghan is nice to you, but it feels weird thinking of him as anything other than an elder.

“You live around here?”

“Yeah.” You point to the apartment across the narrow street. The metal gate is rusting and plastered over with old fliers. “That’s my apartment.”

“Nice,” Hansol nods. “It’s kind of a far walk from the convenience store.”

“I usually take the bus there,” you say. “And I don’t mind walking at night.”

“Hm,” Hansol tilts his head, like he’s thinking, as he ashes his cigarette. There’s a small tattoo on the shell of his ear, you notice. A simple protective charm. It’s roughly drawn, but clearly crafted by someone who loves him.

“Anyways, Did you watch the last episode of Reply 1999?”

Talking to Hansol is easy. It’s all mindless conversation that doesn’t mean anything, but it flows like water, and the way Hansol always makes eye contact with you makes you feel like he’s really listening to you.

Absentmindedly, you run your fingers along the scar on the back of your neck where your mother’s protective charm used to be, before it had been burned up by the curse.

“Wait.” You turn your head to the opening of the alleyway when that deep, creature part of you tugs at your attention and makes your skin prickle. You barely resist the instinct to extend your fangs at the intrusion, relaxing only when a large wolf steps into view and Hansol stands. The wolf pads down the street, regarding you suspiciously.

“Hey, hyung,” Hansol grins at the wolf. “This is my friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is Mingyu.”

My friend. His words echo in your mind. Friend. Hansol thinks you’re his friend. You let yourself dwell on it for just a moment, basking in the warmth of the word, before turning your attention back at the wolf, who still regards you cautiously, crouched like he’s getting ready to run. You narrow your eyes at him, trying your best to wordlessly tell him not to blow it for you. Be chill, you think, please.

“It’s okay,” Hansol says, “Y/N is nice.”

The wolf huffs, tossing his large head, but evidently trusts Hansol’s judgment, because he steps past you and starts pawing at the lock on the door.

“I gotta let him in,” Hansol tells you. “You should probably go to sleep too.”

You look up at the sky, which is beginning to lighten. In a few moments, the sun will be nudging at the horizon and turning the world yellow-orange, and then that bright endless blue that you can only see in your dreams and memories anymore. “Thanks for chatting, Vernon,” you say as you drop the cigarette on the ground and step on the butt to extinguish it. “I’ll see ya around.”

“Yeah,” he says as he sides the key into the lock and pushes open the gate to Mingyu’s apartment, “see ya!”

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(You're on the bus on the way to work when Jeonghan calls you.

"Are you busy?"

You glance out the window. "No, but I have 3 stops left before I get to work."

"Perfect, how much college did you finish before you were turned?"

"College?" You furrow your eyebrows. "One year, why?"

"Excellent," Jeonghan says, "do me a favor and write to your registrar to have those records released."

You huff out a short bark of laughter. "Jeonghan, what are you talking about?"

"I can get you into Seoul National University's undergraduate pre-law program. I know you're smart enough, and I'm fairly certain you'll be accepted to the law school easily."

"But--"

"It's a hybrid program," he continues, steamrolling on, "half online and half night classes, and I personally know that the law school makes special accommodations for Others. It's where I went, after all, for my second law degree a few years ago."

"Second?!"

"Yeah, turns out a JD earned in 1923 doesn't mean much in 2009." You can almost imagine the way Jeonghan flippantly waves his hand as he speaks. "Long story short, I'm getting tired of being one of seven vampire lawyers in this city, and I want you as my protege. Don't worry about tuition, I can foot the bill, easily. I have land investments I've been sitting on for over two hundred years. Society has changed too, you'd be surprised how well-received vampires are in higher education. A good handful of the most respected professors at SNU are vampires themselves."

You chew on your lip. The scar on the back of your neck prickles. "I don't know if I can do it, Jeonghan."

There's a pause on the other end of the line, and then Jeonghan sniffs. "Of course you can do it. You're brilliant, and I understand this is the path you would have likely taken if it weren't for the incident. Jihoon wouldn't have introduced me to you if he wasn't confident in your abilities, and I trust Jihoon's judgement."

Jeonghan's words hit you half a second later. "Jihoon was involved?”

"I'm always on the lookout for a bright young vampire, and he called me to visit you as soon as you were coherent enough to string two words together. Think of him a bit like a talent scout."

You hesitate, phone still held tightly to your ear.

“Jihoon may be prickly,” Jeonghan says, “but he’s a responsible sire. He doesn’t let any of his fledglings go into the world without sound prospects.”

You hold your breath, hand over your mouth, pressed tightly against your lips. Around you, the bus rattles on as it continues on its route, past restaurants and darkened salons and shuttered fruit stores. You sit still, feeling the city move past you.

“Think about it, Y/N. If you want to start this winter, I’ll need your information by the end of August.”

“Okay,” you respond numbly.

“And,” he adds, voice gentle, “remember, just because you’ve died once before doesn’t mean you have to stop living. You and I, we both feel, think, hope, and love, just as we did when we were human. We’re alive.”

Swallowing down a gasp, your fingertips dig into the soft, cold flesh of your cheek. Your chest feels hollow, where your heart used to beat.

“You have a right to be alive, to live, now, just as much as when you were human,” he finishes quietly.)

Nine hours later, you’re still mulling over the offer. You step out the back door of the convenience store at the end of your shift, Hansol is there waiting for you. He’s sitting on the curb with a bicycle next to him leaning against a lamppost, playing a mobile game on his phone.

You stop in your tracks.

The heavy metal door slams shut behind you and Hansol looks up at the noise. “Hey,” he says, putting down his phone, “hop on, I’ll give you a ride.”

You laugh a bit, a little incredulous. “You’ll give me a side on the back of your bike?”

“Yeah,” he grins. “It’s not a car or a motorcycle or anything cool like that, but I figure it’s better than walking. And anyways, the weather is nice and I like hanging out with you.”

“Oh.” Around the corner, you hear the chiming of the automatic door as a customer walks in. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Are you getting on or what?”

“Yeah, sure.” You pull your tote bag to your front and carefully straddle the metal rack mounted on the bike, sitting so that your bag (holding your wallet, a cardigan, and two packs of blood) is nestled safely over your stomach.

“Sorry I don’t have a cushion or a real seat or anything,” Hansol says. He starts pedaling and the bicycle wobbles dangerously a few times, and you have to resist the urge to lean the opposite direction.

“Are you sure you know how to do this,” you laugh, leaning forward so that your chin is a breath away from his shoulder. You can’t see his face, but you know from the shape of his cheeks that he’s grinning.

“Yeah, I used to give my sister rides all the time.”

“And when was that?”

“When she was 10.”

“Well I think I’m heavier than a 10 year old.”

Hansol shrugs. “And I’m heavier than a 14 year old. And I’m stronger. And, it’s not that bad now that we’re moving, right?”

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“So,” Hansol says as he pedals you home, “I can’t pick you up tomorrow. I have a family thing.”

You almost laugh. As always, you’re perched on the wire rack on the back of his bike with his jacket folded under your butt to pad the metal. The edge of the sky is beginning to lighten and glow a dim gray blue. “It’s okay, the store is closed tomorrow for Coronation Day anyway.”

Nearly the whole city is shutting down tomorrow for the 20th anniversary celebrations for the king’s coronation. You think you have some idea of what Hansol will be doing tomorrow, but you’re not going to pry.

He doesn’t seem fazed at the mention of Coronation Day, though. “Oh, cool.”

"What are you gonna do then?"

You shrug even though you know he can't see it. "My sister in law had a baby a few weeks ago, so I think I'm going to buy some expensive fruit and visit my new nephew."

"Oh, cool, I love babies," Hansol says, "I wish I could read their mind."

"Tell me about it," you laugh. "I used to say that all the time when my brother was little."

"Oh, he's younger than you?"

You blink, realizing your mistake. Yes, at one point he was four years younger than you, and he will always be four years younger than you. But now he has lines at the corners of his eyes and a new gray hair every month. He's almost a decade older than you now. Or, at least, his body is.

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(You wonder if you should tell Hansol that you had dreamed about him the other night. It was daytime in your dream, and he was walking his bike beside you going down one of the thousands of spindly side-streets nestled in Seoul. You’ve never seen him in the sunlight, but you can imagine— the way his soft hair shines brown in the daylight, the way the light reflects gold in his eyes.)

((A few days ago, you had called Jihoon. The first call went to voicemail, actually, but the second call went through. Jeonghan tells you that Jihoon usually never replies to anyone’s calls, but he’ll always think twice before hanging up on his brood.

“What,” Jihoon’s gruff voice sounds over the phone.

The confession spills out before you can stop it. “I think I’m in love.”

There’s a long pause over the line, and then you hear Jihoon sigh. “Oh, YN. You know you can’t do that.”

You know. But maybe you had hoped that this would be different somehow, that Jihoon would have the answer for you, like a magic spell that fixes everything. After all, he had saved your life once before.