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day 24: food play
nct/wayv 1.3k words gender neutral reader insert Reader x Xiao Dejun NSFW
đ¤Â warnings: my ridiculous passionate undying love for xiaojun, not letting ur puppy watch u get down n dirty, improper use of ice cream bars đ¤
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"What the hell are you doing?"
He's completely frozen like you caught him committing a petty crime, like a dog with its head in the cupboard.
That's not too far off, actually, because Bella is right behind him, beagle tail wagging as she expects a bite of whatever her dad is trying to find. In the freezer, though. Not the cupboard.
"Nothing," Dejun answers.
Really, you're not shook about the snack. He can eat what he wants, when he wants. You're just wondering why this is happening at nearly three in the morning. The witching hour, man. Middle of the night. Making suspicious noises in the dark, dark kitchen.
"I heard a noise, I thought Bella was breaking something," you say, squinting even in the dim light of the freezer.
He relaxes. "Oh. No. Just me."
Just him. No dog messes to clean up, which is a huge relief. You're sleepy as hell.
"Then eat your whatever and come back to bed," you say.
"Wait."
"What?"
"You wanna try this?"
You really want to bury yourself back under the covers, and pass out for the remaining few hours until you need to get up for work, but you're only human. Your ability to resist your most favorite boy, with his messy middle-of-the-night hair, still rifling through the fridge, is extremely low. Basically nonexistent. If he's having fun, you want to be there.
He's just so excited. Tail wagging, basically.
It's three in the morning.
You sigh. "What is it?"
He brightens. You swear you can see the fine, sparkly glitter cascading off him, like a cartoon character at peak power. See, this is the energy you can't resist.
"I found these Oreo ice cream things," he says.
Of course, they're Oreo.
After the second or third time Ten roasted him for making shitty desserts in the microwave, Dejun made it his personal mission to find the best store-bought Oreo flavored snacks and desserts. Cookies and cream flavored confections are included, you've been told, but on thin fucking ice.
The best one needs to be found, and he's gonna be the one to find it.
"They're good. I ate one on the way home," he tells you.
"How many did you get?"
The heavy plastic shopping bag that comes out of the freezer is all the answer you need.
"A few," he says, diplomatically.
"More than five?"
"No comment."
"More than twenty?"
He grins. "No."
"Then we're fine," you decide.
"Do you want one?"
"Sure."
Dejun hands you a flimsy blue packet emblazoned with the Oreo logo. Looks pretty good, at least.
You open it up and take a bite. Yeah, pretty good. Nice.
In stark, pitiful contrast, Dejun opens his own ice cream, bites off the end, and immediately drops a big chunk of black chocolate coating onto his white tee.
"Fuck."
"Clumsy," you say, fondly.
It stains, because of course it does. You watch his panic build, as you lean down and retrieve the piece of chocolate so that Bella doesn't get to it. He darts for the sink, and he scrubs at the dark spot with some water, but it doesn't budge.
"It'll come out," you tell him.
"Still," he grumbles.
He strips off the shirt, while you watch with pointed interest. You get to see him naked a lot, but hey, sue you. You enjoy it every time.
The shirt gets yeeted, and the ice cream melts down his hand.
"Careful," you warn.
But the vanilla bar melts down his hand, down his arm, and as he raises the bar up, panicky, to try and fix it, the trail of white drips onto his abs.
He's gotten skinny-guy jacked, lately, and the melted dessert falls enticingly into the little ridges between his abs. He just stares down at it, annoyed.
You, on the other hand, are getting an idea.
"Hey," you say.
He glances up. "Yeah?"
You grab hold of his wrist, and push the softened half-eaten ice cream bar into his chest. He yelps. Which, yeah. It's still cold and the texture is weird. But still...
"Jeez!" he yelps louder.
"Let me just-"
It's three in the morning. It's not your fault.
You lean in, take hold of his thin, broad shoulder, and you lick a stripe up his chest. The ice cream is sweet and cool, and the warm smoothness of his skin underneath is a strange thrill. You just kind of vibe with it for a second. You go in to lick him again, this time, sweeping over a nipple.
"Oh-KAY!" he says, stumbling back a step. "Okay! Wow!"
Poor guy is flushed and wild-eyed. He glances down at his dog, who's just watching, like she wants to go next.
"Sorry, should have asked," you say, shameless.
Dejun looks down at his chest, at the flecks of ice cream and the clean trails you've left behind. You're looking a little lower, at the very sudden interested shape in the front of his pajama pants. Incredible. Your impromptu plan worked like a charm.
What he says, when he finally speaks, is, "Not in front of the puppy."
Bella gets locked out of the bedroom, but one of the ice cream bars gets to come in.
Another one, a fresh one. It's melting, but that's kind of the point.
"You're super weird," he tells you.
"I'm exciting," you correct him.
Clothes are lost, the tingling arousal you'd already been feeling from putting your mouth all over him rising with every inch of skin revealed. Dejun still seems flustered, but he's a cocky bastard. You can see his stupid rizz coming in strong.
You're eager to rip open the next ice cream. Clasped in the excited warmth of you hand, it's mostly melted, squishy in the package. You liked doing it more than you thought, the first time. What was mostly impulse turned into something that you can't wait to try again.
But you don't get to do that, because Dejun snatches the ice cream away.
"Hey, what - oh!"
The dude isn't the tallest, not the biggest, but he's got the motivation and the audacity. He pushes you right onto the bed and crawls on top of you. He sits on your thighs, pinning you in place pretty effectively. You could probably get him off you, if you wanted, but why would you want to?
"This is revenge," he says, dramatic, per usual.
"Do it."
Melted ice cream is fucking cold.
It's cold, but it feels...nice. You're squirming under Dejun as he rips the packet with his teeth and drips the melty vanilla ice cream down your torso. Careful, so that it doesn't run down your sides and stain the sheets.
There's something extra obscene about the color, you muse, as you take in the little shapes he's drawing on you.
"You know what," he says, peering down at your messy chest and stomach. "I get it."
The cold was interesting, but the warmth is even more thrilling.
Dejun's careful tongue, tracing the lines he drew, warm against the chill on your skin. His teeth, as he nips at the thin skin over your ribs, a slow drag over your sternum.
His eyes have fluttered shut. His hand is splayed over your torso, long pretty fingers.
"Jun," you say, serious.
"Mm?"
He's not really listening. He glances at you, and then he adjusts the angle of his head just a little bit, calculated, so that you can see the very best of his sharp jaw, his long lashes.
Fucker. He knows how pretty he is, and he's weaponizing it.
"Jun," you repeat.
"Yes?"
"Does this get to be on your Oreo dessert tier list?"
Now, that one makes him sit all the way up again, face thoughtful. He still has the ice cream wrapper clutched in one hand, and he straightens up on top of you as he rips open the package all the way and takes out a piece of the chocolate coating. He eats it.
"I dunno," he says. "I think we need more research."
You wriggle again, the tacky feeling on your skin starting to get weird. "More research?"
"Yeah. I mean. For example. Is that the tastiest thing in the room?"
His smile is so stupid. Can't even sell an innuendo without cracking up.
"Let's find out."
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meeting xiaojunâs parents for the first time
âš read part 2 here !!
a/n: ik his parents high-five when they see his face cuz GOD DAMN !!!!
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Imagine wayv maknae line gangbanging reader? (noncon) ALSO MORE MEAN DOM XIAOJUN?
18+. mdni.
warnings: gangbang, noncon, physical violence.
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yangyang didn't have any mean intentions. not at all. upon seeing you, he just thought about your face and the harmony of it. your hair, how it dripped over your shoulders. and your cleavage, a gold heart pendant sitting on your chest.
he liked how you looked and how polished your appearance was. it felt like looking at an angel, stomach churning at the mere sight of a beautiful girl like you.
maybe he had a few dirty thoughts. like how perky your nipples would be without your top on, or how plushy your thighs would feel in his hands.
but that's when he realized he shouldn't have stared at you for so long, xiaojun and hendery noticing what â or rather who â had caught the youngest's attention.
yangyang has always been aware of the foul way his friends treat girls. to be honest, just hearing them talk makes him uncomfortable sometimes. especially xiaojun.
he says things in such a nonchalant manner it sends shivers down yangyang's spine. the evil gleam in xiaojun's eyes when he explains what he wants to do to you is enough to alert him that he might be serious this time. it's always followed with hendery's laugh, turning everything into a joke.
he's learned to smile along with his friends' laughs, bashfully looking away as what was said made his cock jump more than once.
yangyang isn't like them, ideas like these don't occur in his mind. at least it isn't frequent. but xiaojun and hendery are his closest friends since literally forever, so perhaps the scene happening in front of him doesn't frighten him as much as he pretends to.
you're sobbing so loud he wonders how nobody still hasn't heard anything coming from the dark alleyway they're in. hendery holds you from behind, his hands wrapped around both of your arms. he's looking over your shoulders, watching xiaojun coming closer to you as he keeps you from moving away.
xiaojun lifts up your top, revealing your stomach, heaving up and down rapidly. "give me your cig," he tells yangyang, looking at your skin, pretty goosebumps all over it.
"... what?" yangyang hesitantly mutters, but he clearly heard what his friend said. he just doesn't want to believe he's going to do what he thinks he will.
"give it to me," he repeats, now shooting him a glare.
he hears another one of your sobs and takes the cigarette out of his mouth, still lit up, passing it to xiaojun. he does just what he thought he would.
xiaojun presses the burnt end onto your stomach and you let out a scream that will surely stay in yangyang's mind for a while. xiaojun could only describe it as the most beautiful and truthful sound he's ever heard.
hendery holds you from squirming too much, keeping your back against his chest. "how does it feel?" he whispers into your ear, his breath brushing over your neck making you wince. "hm?" he encourages you to answer, a little too eager.
"it hurts!" you cry out, and of course it does. but you obviously don't see it in the right way.
"dejun, come on..."
it makes the oldest roll his eyes, huffing out. "what?" he says, visibly irritated. "think you're better than that? than us?" xiaojun turns to yangyang, looking at him like he's missing the point â the whole sense of it. "i know you better than anyone else, yangyang."
he stares at him one last time, "leave if you want."
the smile on xiaojun is big when yangyang doesn't leave, but also gets driven by his own deepest desires â the very ones he swore he didn't have.
his cock is filling you up entirely, thrusting back and forth inside of you with his arm wrapped around your torso, holding you up. yangyang's eyebrows frown as xiaojun twists your hair around his fist, raising your head up so your leaky eyes meet his.
your angelic features are ruined, drippy mascara dusting your cheeks instead of your red blush. yangyang's partially the cause of it, even before he pushed his length in your pussy. you were destined to be ruined the moment he laid eyes on you.
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1-800-hot-n-fun [xiao dejun]
what could be more annoying than neighbors, unfortunately its your number neighbor. xiao dejun just wanted to talk to someone new, its not his fault he was on top.
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ŕź ď¸p.js LOVE BITES ď¸
Pairing > Vampire!Park Jisung x Fem!Reader
Genre > Comedy, Brotherâs Bestfriend (y/n is related to Chenle), fluff, sort of angst (not that bad), loosely based in the late 90s
Sypnosis > After surviving the brink of death, Park Jisung must navigate his new life as a Vampire, and what that means for the one sided love heâs had on his best friendâs sister for his entire life. Oh, and thereâs also an army of freshly turned Vampires trying to wipe out the entire cities population, leaving Jisung and his group of friends to try and put a stop to them.
Warnings > Blood (obviously), Cult references (like twice maybe?), Cursing, I think thatâs it?
Word Count > 18k (DAMN!)
A/N > I had way too much fun writing in stupid jokes so pls donât take this so seriously đ itâs just a silly story I hope you all enjoy <3
playlist > Love Bites- Def Leppard, Tear You Apart- She Wants Revenge, You slept on me- Allie X
Melody, October 13
Jisung couldnât remember what happened that ended with him in the hospital, but right now that was the least of his worries. He was sure he had heard from one of the nurses that he had at least one rib broken and his arm hurt like a bitch so it was probably fractured or something, but what he was most worried about was if his walkman was okay.
It was a gift from Chenle last week and if he broke it he was very sure Chenle would find a new bone to break in his body. He had just bitched at him for breaking the Tamagotchi he was babysitting while you were out of town, if he found out now that the walkman was broken, it would be over for Jisung. He let out a breath then winced at the pain the simple action had caused him.
Yeah, how the hell was he going to get out of this one.
It was two in the morning when Jisung had woken up from what was supposed to be his afternoon nap. The room was pitch black and the house stayed empty and silent, he turned on the lamp grimacing at the movement.
His shoulder felt like itâd been ran over by a train and he was sure it was due to the living room couch he had fallen asleep on. He had been telling his mom for the past year that the couch was better off six feet under, she held too much sentimental value towards it so it remained. He massaged his shoulder and reached for the remote that lay on the floor.
A quick scroll through the channels landed on the movie Jaws. He had been meaning to watch it ever since his boss had suggested it for a late night date with a girl. Not that he had a girl to watch it with of course, he was only trying to expand his tastes. It had nothing to do with the fact that Chenle had once mentioned that you were a fan of sharped tooth enemies.
The movie was still in the beginning from what he could tell since there was no shark in sight. It was when the young lady was dragged under the water that the movie was disrupted by the sound of his stomach growling. He forgot that he had eaten sleep for lunch.
The movie continued as he began searching the fridge for anything he could eat. An almost half empty jug of milk and lime flavored jell-o stared back at him. He sighed turning his gaze back to where the movie played. His eyes zooming in on the coffee table in front of the TV, where remnants of the last pack of cherry flavored jell-o remained.
His parents had left for some weird family thing he had no interest in pertaining to, and for that reason he was left to deal with the consequences. His stomach roared in hunger, he contemplated looking through the cabinets and finding something else to eat instead, but then heâd have to worry less about death by starvation and instead death by house fire.
He dug his hand into his pocket finding his wallet with three dollars to spare and a crushed mint. The mint would do nothing to fix his need for food, so the dollars would have to suffice.
If there was one thing Jisung was thankful for, it was to the employees who worked overnight shifts and Janice. She was the convenience store worker who would keep this seven eleven running on weekends during the deep hours of the night.
She had all the patience in the world which was perfect for the definition of indecisiveness himself, Park Jisung who was currently in the middle of a debate between spicy pork and spicy chicken ramen noodles for his late dinner.
He was standing for a good five minutes before his appetite began to beg, very loudly, for mercy. He grabbed a bag of shin ramen instead, grabbing a coke from out of the fridge and heading straight to the counter.
âHas it been slow?â Jisungâs voice wrung silent to Janiceâs ears as she scanned the items on the table.
He figured she mustâve not heard him and cleared his throat. âI appreciate you for working so late at night, people like me tend to skip meals and itâs pretty convenient to have a store like this open at this time.â
She began to place his items into a bag. âThat must be why they call it the convenience store.â He let out a humorless laugh.
âYour total is two fifty.â Janice replies flatly.
He hands her the last of his three dollars, grabbing the bag from the counter. âKeep the change.â He walks away overlooking the scowl on her face.
As he walks out of the seven eleven and makes his way through the alley straight to his house, thereâs a whistle that stops him in his tracks. He pauses for a moment, trying to make out whether or not the sound was further or closer to him.
Where the hell is this coming from?
He continues walking this time much more careful than before, his friends would probably mock him for being such a scaredy cat but he couldnât help the ominous feeling he got in his gut.
He jumps when the power suddenly goes out, only making the alleyway appear much more obscure than before. His body tenses, whispering to himself,
Please donât be a ghost.
He hears a crash, taking that as his cue to run off down the rest of the way. His breathes grow heavier as he sprints down the alley, hearing footsteps follow behind him.
His eyes shut in fear, which is something that Renjun would probably tell him is in the book of 101 horror stupidity, but right now he couldnât give less of a fuck. It feels like an eternity once he makes it out of there, he sighs in relief but only for a moment. He can feel eyes on him.
âFuck Fuck Fuck.â He whispers again, turning his body to look at the source of the footsteps. Yeah, definitely 101 horror stupidity.
He peeks his eye open staring into, nothing. Thereâs nothing but the dark alleyway that faces him, he feels himself relax. Itâs still very dark, heâs guessing most of the cityâs lights went out too instead of just the power from in the alley. His friends were definitely going to laugh at him when he told him about this later.
He turns around, ready to make his way back on route. The bag of ramen had fallen to the floor at some point during his chase so he leans down to grab it from off the ground. A weird smell reaches his nostrils, pulling a scowl from his face.
The moment he looks up his heart sinks. Itâs only for a split second that he sees the face, no, a mask of a person right in front of him. The person grabs onto him with immense strength and throws him into the wall.
Jisung lets a cry out in pain, using his arms to protect his head from injury, itâs a tip heâd learned in nature documentaries when bear attacks happened. The person began climbing onto him its nails sharp, piercing onto his arms. He lets out a yelp, trying to push them away but they wonât budge.
Since his hands are no use, he gathers all of his strength to kick them away, it works. The figure falls to the ground and stumbles for a second before regaining their position. Itâs when he looks it in the eye that he realizes this isnât a person. The way the creature moved was so inhumane, it had Jisung wondering if this was all just a dream.
Heâs very quickly reminded that it isnât, the creature climbs over him digging its nails into the flesh of his abdomen. He screams, feeling the warm blood begin to pool outside of his body when a hand goes to his mouth and forces him silent. The thing looks into his eyes and gives a wicked smile, digging itself into his neck.
Jisung feels a sharp pain almost like puncture wound, his body feels as if it was set on fire. A tear rolls down his cheek, his eyes closing from the pain.
This is it. Iâm going to die.
He thinks to himself as his life flashes before his eyes. He thinks of his friends and how theyâll never get to play the next rumored Mortal Kombat, he thinks of his parents and how he wishes he went with them to go visit his aunt because then he wouldnât be in this situation, but most importantly he thinks of you.
Your smile that always gave him butterflies, your laugh that he couldnât help but reciprocate, and his feelings heâs had for you since the day Chenle invited him over and he ran into a six year old you who had gotten into your moms makeup.
He feels a content warmth all of a sudden, his body falling unconscious. His eyes slip closed, heâs too far out of it to notice the way the creature had left at the sound of someone yelling from the distance. The last thing he hears is the sound of a voice, before finally succumbing to sleep.
Itâs been a week since Jisung was discharged from the hospital, his injuries somehow healing about ten times faster than expected. And although he wasnât going to complain that he was finally back home, he couldnât help but wonder how it is that none of his doctors seemed interested in the slightest in his abnormal recovery process.
These past days he found himself glued to the couch. His parents had called to check in on him about three days ago, he didnât mention the whole almost dying thing. The last thing he wanted was his mom freaking out and driving recklessly to get back home.
He didnât want any company right now. Thatâs exactly why heâd been ghost in his group chat and hadnât shown up to work for the past few days. He was sure he wouldâve been fired if his boss was anyone other than Renjun, but luckily the elder had a soft spot for him.
His job and social life werenât the issue right now, the issue was that he was starving once again, or more like he never stopped. His stomach felt like it was going to burst for the past week, and every meal heâd tried to make would only end up in chunks down the toilet.
Now Jisung was no Gordon and he knew that, but youâd think eggs were digestible enough that it wouldnât come back out of his throat. He was wrong. He hadnât ate for the past days and he knew if he even had the energy to stand up and stare at the mirror heâd only see a ghostly version of himself.
His head begins pounding, his body used to the headaches and shivers he gets whenever the thought of hunger crosses his mind. He pulls his blanket closer to him, hoping this feeling wonât last longer than five minutes.
The sound of footsteps creep up, Jisungâs ear twitching at the sound before a loud banging noise comes from his door. He sighs, standing up with more effort than usual and opens the door.
Chenle shoves past him towards the couch, âYou little fucker, we were supposed to go to the arcade three days ago and you didnât even show up. Then when me and Xiaojun asked Renjun if he had seen you he says youâve been absent from work for over a week now?â
Jisung stands there waiting for Chenle to finish his rant. It was no use trying to explain, not now anyway. His best friend was stubborn and wouldnât listen to anything until he was done talking. He zones out but only for a second, smelling a very pungent iron smell from Chenle, he feels his throat close up gagging on instinct.
âDid you just fucking gag at me? Park Jisung I will end you,â He cuts himself off finally taking in the appearance of the man in front of him. âThe fuck happened to you?â
After a very brief explanation, Chenle sits on the couch way too comfortably for Jisungâs liking. He wasnât a fan of feet up on his couch. âSo youâre saying you literally died and didnât tell us a thing? Wow, wait til Renjun hears about this.â
âHe wonât ask so thereâs no point in saying anything, besides Iâm okay now.â The lie feels funny coming out of his mouth, and with the way heâs known Chenle for over ten years, he knows Chenle can tell heâs lying.
âAre you an idiot or do you just take me for one? Youâre obviously not okay Jisung, look at you.â He stands up heading towards the cabinets searching for the one filled with over the counter medicine.
âItâs not going to work, iâve been taking all types of medication for the past days and nothing works.â
Chenle being the stubborn fucker he is, only gives up on his search once he realizes there are no more pill bottles in the cabinets.
âWell have you ate?â
Jisungâs stomach curls at the thought, the feeling of stomach acid rising up his throat. âI have, I just keep throwing everything up.â
âWell did you cook it?â Jisung nods his head, âMaybe thatâs the problem.â
âI tried take out too, no point.â
âWell then you have to go to the doctor, iâm not sure how youâve even survived this long without eating.â
âSleep.â
âYeah of course thatâs how.â He rolls his eyes finding his way back to the couch. Silence fills the room which was an important moment that shouldnât be taken for granted given Chenle was a talker.
A minute passes until Chenleâs eyes light up. Jisung feels a headache coming on, knowing the next words out of his friendâs mouth was either going to be stupid or annoying. âThe sun is good for you, my mom always told me that It helps your mood when youâre sick.â
âBullshit, you never go out.â Just as Chenle could read Jisungâs lies, it worked vice versa.
âOkay fine you got me there. I just thought maybe iâd surprise you with a special person who wants me to pick her up from the airport,â He looks to his watch, âsoon.â
Jisungâs heart fluttered at the thought, there was no way .You werenât supposed to be returning until Christmas break. âYouâre lying.â
He shrugs standing up and walking towards the door, âThen donât come, but if y/n asks iâm going to tell her that you didnât care to tag along.â
If thereâs one thing Zhong Chenle loved to do, it was lie. Heâd argue it was only exaggerating the truth but Jisung knew better than that. Thatâs why now he finds himself pausing for a moment and falling into a trap.
You were Chenleâs little sister and Jisung was best friends with Chenle. Thatâs how it started at least until Chenle had became a closer friend and you slowly integrated into their friendship.
Somewhere along the line, Jisung thought of you as someone more than just Chenleâs little sister, more than just a close friend, and more than just puppy love. Heâd never had the chance to do anything about it, you had moved away to study abroad a year and a half ago.
If he were being honest with himself, he wouldnât have been able to confess anyway. The thought that you might not feel the same way was enough to scare him into silence. Heâd admire you from afar if it meant youâd still be in his life.
Chenle doesnât know but he also doesnât not know about how he feels, and thatâs why his stupid lie is enough to convince Jisung to get up off of his ass and go with him to pick you up.
âFine, iâll go.â Chenle smirks at him opening the door. âDonât make that face itâs weird.â
His friendâs dolphin like laugh pierces his ears. âSo cute.â
Jisung felt like his entire body was going to explode, not figuratively speaking but literally. Only this wasnât because of some weird food combination Xiaojun stuffed down his throat during a hot pot, no this was serious. The sun was shinning way too bright, everything was way too loud, and he still couldnât help the weird intense smell of iron, this time coming from everyone.
Chenle asked if he had been drinking, that it seemed like he had a hangover, to which he replied he wished it was. A hangover felt like paradise in comparison to the overwhelming pain Jisung was trying so hard to hide. He didnât want to be a buzz kill and make you feel uncomfortable by his presence.
He felt bad enough that Chenle had mentioned to you that he went MIA and thatâs part of the reason you booked a flight back home sooner. You were planning on visiting anyway, but still, he felt guilty knowing he caused you distress.
âShe should be coming out soon,â Chenle says waiting by the luggage carrier, he glances over at Jisung. âCalm down already, youâre making me anxious.â
Jisung frowns, âI told you this wasnât going to work, if anything I feel worse than before.â
Chenle shrugs, âLetâs see how long that lasts.â Before Jisung can respond the sound of a yell shakes him to his core, not particularly because of how loud it was, but because he could recognize that squeal from anywhere. Heâs sure heâs memorized just about everything about you.
You run towards your brother jumping into his arms, Chenle feigning disgust but carrying you anyway. âGross, get off of me you animal.â
You hop back onto the floor, slapping his arm playfully. âYou are still just as bitchy as before. Iâm telling mom that you called me that by the way.â
âGo for it, sheâd agree with me anyway.â
âSo full of yourself no wonder your head just gets bigger everytime I see you.â you gesture an explosion with your hands.
Jisung lets a laugh slip out, Chenle and you finding his eyes in the next second. You run over to Jisung in a millisecond, clinging to him like a bear. He smiles to himself wrapping his own arms against you tighter only letting go of you once he notices the questioning look Chenle gives him.
âWhere have you been? Lele told me you went ghost and I was like Park Jisung? What better does he have to do that he canât answer the phone you know?â Chenle chuckles at the accidental insult, youâre too busy rambling to tell him to knock it off though. âI was worried for you! So then I was like no I have got to go back sooner and make sure heâs okay.â
Your eyebrows furrow finally processing the state of him, his clothes are sleeping clothes full of wrinkles and complimentary to his under eye bags that make it seem like the clothes were just for show.
âJiwi? Whatâs wrong?â His stomach flutters at the use of his old nickname. âYou look so pale.â Your thumb traces his cheek. âShould we go to the doctor?â
His breath hitches at the contact. âThatâs really not necessary.â He feels the nausea hit him once again this time stronger than itâs ever been along with a sudden lightheadedness making his vision go blurry.
âYouâre not okay.â You step closer to him holding onto his arms. The feeling only gets worse. He smells a hint of sweetness coming from you, his stomach churns, only this time he realizes how hungry he really is.
He backs away from you, almost tripping over his own feet. âWhat the hell is wrong with you?â Chenleâs voice sounds muffled. Itâs the last thing that he makes out before he loses consciousness.
Am I in Heaven?
Jisung thought as he opened his eyes to a bright white light. It took a minute for him to figure that he was far from there. He recognizes the hospital room pretty easily, he had just gotten out of it less than two weeks ago so it was still fresh in his brain.
He looked over to his right, seeing an empty fluid bag that was connected to a tube on his arm. He pulls the tube flinching, only to realize there wasnât even a bit of pain from him ripping it off.
He sits up, looking around the empty hospital room stretching his arms forward and popping his fingers. Itâs in that moment that thereâs a subtle knock on the door revealing, a tall man wearing glasses standing. The man wears glasses, he has a white jacket on and his hand is carrying aâ blood bag?
âPark Jisung, iâm glad to see youâre awake.â The man smiles.
Jisungâs face turns to one of concern, âHow do you know my name?â
The manâs face mimics his own, âIâm your doctor.â
âOh.â He replies embarrassed.
That didnât explain what brought him here though, or where his friends had gone, or why the man had a blood bag in his hand like it was an accessory. He was going to ask another question until the man spoke again.
âMy name is Kun, Iâm glad you came here in time it was almost too late.â
Too late? For what? Jisungâs eyes widen, âAm I terminal?â
Kun sniggers before coughing seemingly to compose himself, âLet me explain.â
Jisung nods slowly so Kun continues, âYou fainted. You may have not realized it yet, but you have completed your process and with the lack of blood running through you, your organs began to shut down. We hooked you to that blood drip earlier for the meantime, you have consumed about four pints which would explain why youâre fully conscious.â
The words feel like a game of scrabble to him, only furthering his confusion. âThis should be your fifth and final bag and after that you should be free to go, but really you should make sure youâre consuming enough. Iâm going to leave you with another card,â
He reaches into his front pocket and hands Jisung a small business card. âThis is my friend Taeyong who should have blood supply for you, if you run out he can help you with that too.â
Itâs at this point that Jisung is very lost, âIâm sorry what? Consumed? Organs failing? Blood Supply? What?â
Kun stares pitifully at him, âYou werenât aware? Jisung, youâre a full fledged Vampire.â
Jisung doesnât think heâs ever heard such a ridiculous sentence. He canât help the fit of laughter that escapes him. âOkay this is a prank right? Theyâre playing a prank on me for going all ghost, very funny Chenle you can come out now.â
Kun clears his throat, âI know it might seem strange but itâs true. You have to take this seriously, going so long without any blood ingested can end up with youââ
âIâm sorry, I justâ this is insane. A vampire?â He laughs, âThereâs no way.â
âYouâve been getting headaches right? Your sense of smell is heightened, you can hear better than you ever could before, you feel hunger but any food youâve consumed wasnât enough.â
Jisung gulps, thereâs no way any of that meant anything, except it made more sense of things that weighed his mind for days. The way he could smell such a strong metal smell off of Chenle, the way he heard footsteps up the stairs before they even made it to his door, maybe this wasnât a prank after all.
âYou have to take care of yourself, Jisung. Going so long without food is deadly.â Jisung looks down at the paper in his hand. âLee Taeyong, thatâs his number. He should be able to explain more to you.â
âI donât understand, I was normal just two weeks ago.â
Kun offers a compassionate smile, âItâs hard to make sense of it, but you will.â He offers the blood bag. âThis is the last you need and then you should be fine.â
âThank you.â He replies softly, accepting the bag and poking at it like itâs a dead bug.
âIâm only glad nothing worse happened to you, it was irresponsible of me to let you go the first time without speaking to you one on one.â He hands him a straw to poke through the bag.
âI donât understand, have we met before?â
âYou were my patient the day you were left out to die. I got caught up with other patients so I had you discharged hoping you could call the number I left behind to get answers.â
It takes Jisung five tries until heâs able to poke the straw through the blood bag. The smell hits him instantly, his fangs protracting as if heâs ready to attack. He follows his instincts telling him to drink. âWhat number?â
Kun nods his head towards the card. âThat same one, I left it to one of the nurses to give to you once you were discharged.
Jisung pulls away from the straw covering his mouth in shock, âOh that, I thought that was a card from those cult recruiters so I threw it out.â
The breath the elder lets out is between one of frustration and annoyance, âThatâs okay, you got back here anyway.â
He takes another sip before remembering, âOh, I came here with my friends. Did you send them off?â
âOh yes, I believe I may have seen them heading towards the hospital cafeteria.â
Jisung nods. That seems about right for Chenle at least. âVery well, I have more patients to see. Once youâre done drinking feel free to leave.â
âThank you again, sir.â
âJust Kun is fine,â He smiles, âI have a feeling we will definitely be seeing each other more often now.â
âThank you, Kun.â
He lets out a shaky sigh once the room is left empty again. Never in Jisungâs life would he had ever predicted this to happen, or even that Vampires existed. It still felt like a joke but he knew better now. There was no reasonable explanation for why he had been able to survive that attack, or not survive.
Being a Vampire was still really confusing, did that mean he was dead? Heâd been out in the sun today and he didnât burn to death so that had to mean not all Vampires myths were true. Who was he kidding, he needed to reach out to whoever the fuck Kunâs friend was and fast.
He was so distracted by his own thoughts he failed to notice the door open. He looks up into your frightened eyes, he throws the blanket over himself to cover the blood hoping you didnât notice it.
âIââ You cut yourself off, âWas thatâ Were you drinking a blood pint?â
He shakes his head mumbling, âI wasnât doing anything.â
âReally Jisung is that the best you can come up with?â
âYou literally were you still have red on your lips.â You say motioning your hand over your face.
He covers his mouth, âItâs cherry Jell-o.â
You lock the door stepping closer to him. He shifts himself so the blanket completely covers his lap where the blood pint lays. He wasnât a good liar, especially not with you. You uncover his lap, gasping at the bag in front of you.
âPlease I can explain,â He jumps up ready to explain. Your squeal cuts him off before he can speak another word.
âI knew it, they had to be real. You know I partially moved away cause I assumed Vampires would be more to the West but well was I wrong.â You face him, eyes sparkling. âI never thought theyâd be hiding right under my nose.â
Jisung was lost, and not the kind of lost when he was seven and left behind at the zoo. He was the kind of lost where he felt ten pages behind the learning unit.
âJisung.â You take a seat beside him, way too close for someone who just discovered Vampires existed. âHow could you not have told me this?â
You stay quiet awaiting for his answer. âI didnât know.â
Now you look lost so he tries to explain, âThis is also a new thing, It kinda happened not too long ago. I found out just now, like two minutes ago when the doctor told me.â
âYour Doctor?â You speak slowly as if you were making sense of the words.
âHe told me I could call him Kun. It turns out like two weeks ago when I got attacked I became this.â He flaps his hands up. âIâm not sure if I was supposed to share that information with anyone though.â
Youâre silent for a solid minute, which is pretty good considering that when he found out he was only in denial. He takes in a breath, he wouldâve taken you rejecting him over turning into a vampire if that meant you were scared of him now.
âI see, so you donât understand any of this?â
He shakes his head, âKun gave me this paper though, he said that this person will help me better understand and supply me with⌠what I need.â He trails off.
You take the paper in hand, observing the number. âSo then we have to get in touch with this guy.â
âWaitâ we?â
âHello Jisung, this is not french class. Yes, we.â
âThereâs only two of us though?â
You pause, standing up from the hospital bed. âLele, youâve got to tell him Jiwi.â
The thought hits him like a bus, thereâs no way he could ever tell Chenle. Not only was he scared about what his friend would think, but also how would he feel about him being close to you. Chenle didnât like to admit it but he was a very protective older brother, one time a guy made fun of you in the third grade and he punched the guy.
He shakes his head, âNo. I canât, thatâd change so much.â
âNothing would change, youâre still the same Jwi he grew up with, youâre his best friend.â The more Jisung thinks about it the more he realizes that losing his best friend would automatically mean losing you too. Heâd rather die than let any of those things happen.
He just couldnât take the risk, what if Chenle hated him or like stabbed him with a cross or something. He wasnât really sure how this Vampire thing worked but still. This was too scary to even imagine so it had to be a no.
âJisung, I know how you are. Youâre worried.â You grab onto his face with both of your hands. He recognizes how weird this position looks, him looking up to you as you tower over him. âYou will be okay, Lele cares about you. If you keep this from him, once he finds out he would only be more upset.â
Jisung looks to the floor, âHe wonât find out.â
You poke his cheek with his thumb to grab his attention once more, âYou know you canât keep a lie.â
He lets out a heavy sigh, youâre right. He liked to think you both were the only ones who could read him like a book, but he knew better.
âFine.â
You squeal, âGreat, iâll go grab him now.â
He holds your arm gently yet tight enough to keep you from leaving. âAfter I meet with this guy. I have to better understand myself before just jumping out of the closet.â
You nod in understanding, âI understand, then letâs meet up with this guy tomorrow, yeah?â
âSounds goodââ Jisungâs voice is cut off by the banging on the door.
Your eyes go wide remembering you had locked the door, the sound of your brotherâs banging making you run straight to the door to unlock and open it.
âYou force me to bring everything up on my own and lock the door? Have fun sleeping with Daegal tonight.â He says, placing the food on the table.
The room goes dead silent, Jisung avoiding any eye contact with his friend. Chenle looks at both of you suspiciously, âYou guys werenât doing weird shit right?â
You choke on your own spit, âDonât be a creep Lele, this is a public place you know.â
He doesnât look convinced, raising his eyebrow. âThen stop acting weird, I didnât wait in line for like fifteen minutes waiting for Salty & Sweet Diner to make your sandwich for nothing.â
You reach into the bag, pulling your own meal out. âThanks Lele, I love you.â
âDonât be gross.â He tosses the bag at Jisung, âEat up, wouldnât want you collapsing in front of everyone again, it was embarrassing.â
âThanks,â Jisung speaks slowly, not sure if this meal would be able to go down especially given how heâd already ate, or drank, moments before.
âWhy is everyone so awkward?â Chenle bursts out, earning an awkward laugh from the two of you.
After calling the number Kun left behind, it took two tries until it actually connected. The person who had answered the phone left an address for Jisung to write down, which led him and y/n to where they stood now.
The house was enormous, and this was coming from someone who spent majority of his childhood in Chenleâs two story house. It was completely white, save for the deep rich wood color on the windows and the front door. Bushes surrounded the entryway, leading up to the entrance, flowers left in a garden to the left of the house.
âWow,â You whispered, Jisung loved the way your eyes twinkled when you were admiring something. He was sure his own eyes did the same whenever he looked at you. âThis is beautiful.â
He keeps his eyes on you, âIt really is.â He thinks for a moment about how nice it would be to live in a house with you like this, but heâs snapped out of the dream quickly once the front door opens.
âJisung right?â The voice comes from a figure hiding behind the door. âYou can come in.â
Jisung heads into the house, you following behind him. You grip onto his arm and heâs not sure if itâs subconsciously but he canât help but feel shy at the touch.
âTake a seat,â You both listen, taking a seat on the couch. âOkay Iâll start by introducing myself, I am Lee Taeyong. You can call me Tyong. Jisung, you brought a human?â
âI already know,â You respond abruptly his gaze finding your own. âI found out when he did.â
âAh I see, you guys are together then?â
Jisungâs eyes feel like they popped out of his skull, heâs quick to dismiss the question, âNo. Well sheâs my friend and I trust her and if you mean literally then yes, weâre together right now butââ
Your strident voice cuts him off, âHe gets it Jisung.â
Taeyong looks at the both of you like he has you both figured out, but he doesnât press any further. âWell, in that case let me explain to you what this new form means.â
Jisung nods, ready to hear what this new life intels.
âFirst part, I think Kun told you, but you need to make sure you are consuming enough blood. That way your organs wonât deteriorate. You should be fine with about six pints within a week, do not try and go any further than that, itâs very unsafe.â
âThis is what caused him to faint before right?â Your voice rings out. He finds it awfully adorable how much you want to learn about him, even if itâs not technically just about him.
âPrecisely, thatâs why you should also make sure he is drinking enough. You both have my number so be sure to call whenever you may need blood, I know fledglings find it difficult to drink straight from the source.â
âBy straight from the source you meanââ
Taeyong nods towards you, âYes, humans. Itâs actually safer that way, for both Human and Vampires. As a vampire you wonât have to worry about never having blood and as a human, well Iâve heard the feeling is euphoric.â
Jisung bites his lip to keep from embarassing rambling, âYeah Iâm not sure I feel comfortable doing that.â
âThatâs fine, there is another thing, erase those myths you hear. Garlic is fine, Crosses are fine, and feel free to walk in the sun. Although, keep in mind it does drain energy more, so avoid being in the sun when youâre low on blood.â
Realization hits Jisung in that moment, that must be the reason he had fainted at the airport. âI tried eating, I couldnât. I kept vomiting everything.â
Taeyong hums for a moment before responding, âCould that have been because of the fact that you hadnât fed?â
Jisung nods, âYeah, I wasnât drinking any blood for that time I just kept sleeping.â
âWow,â You sound excited, âSo basically youâre immortal right? Any cool super powers we should know about?â
Taeyong lets out a laugh, it eases Jisungâs anxiety about the assumingely elder man. He was scared being a Vampire would be ten times worse than it actually was. âWell there are its downsides, for one donât expect to be able to walk into any house without an invite.â
You let out a laugh, Jisung canât even take offense, given the situation is pretty hilarious. âSo youâre saying jiwi needs to ask before coming over?â
âBefore entering the premises, yes. Itâs not too bad though considering you do have better hearing, eyesight, and quicker reflexes.â
Jisung grins, âYouâre right, is there anything else?â
Taeyong wonders for a moment before continuing, âDonât worry about dying, itâs practically impossible for a Vampire to die besides starving to death or⌠wolf venom.â
âWhat?â You jump up from your seat, âThereâs wolves too?â
âYa ya ya,â Jisung pats the couch for you to sit down again, his words contradict the beaming smile he has watching you get so excited.
You take a seat, âIâm sorry this is just, this is so much like the books.â You lightly slap Jisung on the shoulder.
âDonât get too cocky, the reason is because wolf blood is fatal to our kind. If it were to somehow be ingested, you would die.â
âI understand.â
âThis is great, thereâs no way you would ever come close to contact with a vampire, Jiwi this is amazing,â You pinch his cheek earning a look from Taeyong that youâre too distracted to notice. âDo you happen to have a phone? I need to call my brother to come pick us up.â
Jisungâs eyebrows raise, âI thought we were going to take the bus back?â
âWell Itâs better to tell lele now, you know everything there is to know. Could I borrow your phone?â
âFeel free,â Taeyong replies, âItâs in the furthest room down the left.â
âThank you, sir.â You run out quickly, skipping steps as you make your way to your destination.
Jisung smiles to himself, feeling shy now that youâre gone. âYou like her, a lot.â
His eyes meet the elder, âIâ We grew up together.â
âSo then you love her?â He feels his face get warmer, lifting his hands to cover himself. âThey say blood taste the sweetest from someone you love.â
âOh I couldnât do that, I would never put her in such a risk.â
âYou couldnât, Vampires naturally have strong resistance, even fledglings, such as yourself. Thereâs no way of turning someone without bringing them to the brink of death, and biting them then. If a vampire were to lose themselves and kill a human, itâd be purposefully.â
Jisung stays quiet, not really sure what to say.
âWith that being said, Human and Vampire relationships arenât easy. You must keep in mind that even though you donât have to worry about hurting them physically, you can still do so emotionally.â
Taeyongâs voice comes out rough, as if he was speaking from experience. Jisung is curious and doesnât want to press, but he also knows if you were to ask him later about it youâd be disappointed in his limited information.
Picturing your disappointment is enough to get him to inquire. âBy emotionally you mean?â
âImmortality isnât something everyone yearns for. Itâs a blessing to some and a curse to others, I speak from experience.â
Jisung can see the pain in Taeyongâs eyes, so this time he refuses to ask further. He hates the awkward silence so he tries to find a new topic of discussion, âWait, you mentioned how Vampires are very resilient, how is it that I was attacked and became the way I did?â
Taeyong ponders for a moment before replying, âDid you happen to make out the state of the Vampire?â
Jisung shakes his head, âI just remember my guts being split open and then the piercing fangs in my neck.â
âThatâs strange, It could be something relating to the current rise in fledglings. Thereâs been many like yourself who have been attacked for the past week. Usually if a vampire loses all control, then thereâd only be people left dead.â
âThis doesnât seem like a coincidence then.â Your voice rings out from beside them, âIsnât it more purposeful if thereâs more vampires turning than deaths?â
âIt seems so, Iâll have to look further into it. For the meantime you shouldnât worry, this isnât a problem you should deal with.â
Jisung stands from his seat, âThank you once again Taeyong, the help you and Kun have been means a lot.â
âIt isnât a problem, make sure you take care of yourself okay?â
âLele is parked outside, it was nice meeting you Yongie.â You say with a smile.
He freezes for a half second, returning your smile shortly after. âYou too, y/n.â Jisung gets whiplash from the shift, almost questioning his own memory of the situation.
You pull onto his arm dragging him outside of the home to meet with your brother. The door closes and soon after you speak up, âWe have to find out what weird shit is going on.â
âHuh?â
âYou heard me. Thereâs obviously someone purposely turning innocent people into vampires, we need to find out why and who.â You turn your gaze to his, âDo you remember anything weird about your attacker?â
Jisung tries to remember as much as he can from the attack besides the feeling of bleeding out and the burn of the bite piercing his skin and turning him into what he is now. He thinks back as much as he can until it dawns on him.
âThere was a man there. He had called out to the thing and it jumped off me in an instant. I thought he was just trying to save my life but if that were the case wouldnât the vampire have attacked him after?â
âSo this man, he mustâve had something to do with your attack. Jisung, this guy could be the person behind all of this,â You take a step closer to him, âDo you remember anything else?â
He tries to make out the face of the attacker, but the most he can imagine was the creepy face like mask on it. âThe way it moved, it was crawling. It wasnât normal, that thing wasnât Vampire or human like at all.â
âThese arenât any regular fledglings then, this could mean something way more.â
Jisung looks into your face again, he always loved the way you looked when you were deep in thought. Your brows would furrow in the cutest way and your teeth would dig into your lips in concentration. Your very plush lips that Jisung couldnât help but wonder how they would feel on his own.
A honk startles him, Chenle parked in front of the building waiting. The window rolls down, Chenle yelling out to the two of them, âHurry up before I leave you both alone!â
âSorry!â Jisung shouts out, his ears turning red.
Before he can run towards the car you squeal, shaking his shoulder, âThis is so exciting! We have to tell lele about everything and get ready to solve this case!â
Jisungâs mouth goes dry, you walk away before he has a chance to respond. He already knows that thereâs no way of stopping you once youâve got your mind set on something. Realistically he could try, but you were as stubborn as a bull, and also you had him wrapped around your finger.
He lets out a sigh, Please donât let this be anything serious He follows your lead towards the car.
A nuclear bomb was no match for the effect Zhong Chenleâs laugh had on Jisungâs ears. He had been laughing on and off for the last three minutes, and everytime Jisung tried to further explain, heâd only laugh more.
âOkay, okay iâm done,â Chenle says taking in a breath and wiping his tears, âso what was it you were really going to tell me.â
You made brief eye contact with Jisung before turning back to your brother, âLele, heâs telling the truth.â
âA Vampire, really?â He stands from his seat at the table and walks towards the fridge for a drink, âYou finally watched Dracula or?â
âNo, heâs being serious.â You stood up marching towards your brother. âDidnât you wonder how he suddenly got better at the hospital?â
He shrugs, âIâm guessing he had an IV drip?â
âChenle.â Your tone is very serious, itâs enough to make your brother stop with the jokes and hear you out. âAre you going to keep laughing or actually listen to what weâre saying.â
âIâm laughing because this is stupid, newsflash y/n Vampires donât exist and even if they did, what makes you think theyâd turn Jisung into one of them.â
âHeyââ Jisung interjects while Chenle adds, âNo offense.â
âOkay whatever then youâre never going to listen, Jiwi show him.â
Jisung pauses for a second remaining seated in his chair. He points at himself in question, âMe?â
You take a deep sigh, âWeâre trying to prove it to him arenât we Jisung?â
âRight,â He stands up putting his hands into his pocket, âwhat should I do?â
The door bell goes off in the house, none of them, with the exception of Chenle, knew there was company coming over. Chenle begins to head towards the door, âIf you guys are done being weird now, you can start taking the drinks out of the fridge.â
âJisung, your fangs hurry up and take them out.â
âI donât know how to do that on instinct?â
âWell try! Youâre gonna let him just think youâre a liar?â
âI told you this wouldnât work!â You groan before pricking your finger with a pin. âWhat are you doing?â
âMaybe if you smell blood theyâll come out on instinct.â You shrug, the tiniest drop of blood forms on your finger. Itâs enough to make Jisung take two steps away from you, covering his mouth to hide the fangs that are forcing themselves out.
âLet me see!â You say, dropping the pin and walking towards Jisung. He backs away further hitting the wall behind him and shaking his head.
âY/n, your blood is really overwhelming, you can step away now.â
âI just want to see them, this is our way to show Lele.â
Jisung stutters, barring his teeth and unwrapping his hand from around his mouth slowly. You gasp at the sight of his fangs, leaning your finger forward to touch them.
âWhat the hell are you guys doing?â Chenleâs voice is enough to make the two of you jump away from each other.
Xiaojun who stands behind Chenle drops the bag of food on the floor. Even the loud sound of a bottle breaking isnât enough to distract from the awkward silence.
âYour teethââ Xiaojunâs voice comes out shrill, âYou have fangs?â
Jisung bows his head shyly, âSurprise.â
Chenle begins âYouâre aââ
âVampire!â Xiaojun shouts, âIâve read all about this on AOL!
âWhat are you talking about?â Renjun replies. Jisung hadnât even noticed him within all of the chaos. Vampires arenât real.â
Xiaojun shakes his head, âThey are, thatâs why thereâs been so many attacks lately.â
âThe news said it was Bear attacks.â
âOh come on, in Melody? Bears donât attack in cities, Renjun.â Xiaojun says.
Chenle cuts the both of them off, âJisung those teeth,â He signals to his face, âtheyâre real?â
âOf course theyâre real.â You say, stepping towards the counter to grab a rag and cover your wound. âThatâs what weâve been trying to tell you.â
In that moment Jisungâs teeth retract on their own, going back to normal. âGuess iâll have to explain everything now right?â
âSo youâre saying, thereâs some kind of vampire sire who is forming an army of mutant vampires?â
âThatâs exactly it.â You reply earning an eye roll from Renjun.
âI believe you, like I mentioned thereâs been so many attacks lately in the city. Something is happening and itâs unnatural.â
âThatâs the same thing you said when you got that chain email about a ghost spirit that fell down a well.â
âThat was one time, Chenle. This is not normal though, neither is the way Jisung had sharp teeth and suddenly heâs back to normal!â
âI donât have any other way of proving it, but iâm not lying.â Jisung says to his best friend, âI know it seems unreal but weâre telling the truth. We have to do something to stop this, you know how many innocent people donât end up like me and instead end up dead.â
Chenle thinks for a long moment before groaning, âI swear to god if youâre trying to get back at me for the wrong call prank I did on you last year, you will have your third trip to the hospital this year.â
Jisung smiles, happy his friend is fully trusting him even though the situation itself sounds straight out of a bad soap opera. Their cheers are cut short by Renjun.
âI for one think all of this is stupid. If what you guys are saying is true, what are we supposed to do about it? Jisung is the only Vampire here, weâre only human.â
âI have a plan,â Y/N speaks up, âSo I think since most of the attacks have been happening within the night and in remote areas, it would be better for someone to walk alone.â
âYou want one of us to act as bait?â
âNot one of you, me.â Chenle immediately sets his glass down, Jisung turning to meet your eyes.
âYou canât do that.â Both of them speak at the same time, Jisung continues, âI donât want any of you putting yourself at risks for me. I can go.â
âThat wonât work,â Xiaojun speaks, âyouâre already a vampire so you wonât be any sort of bait.â
âI am going, thereâs no question about it. You guys will just have to keep an eye out for me.â
âIâm not going to let you do that Y/N,â Chenleâs voice comes out low, âYouâre my little sister, if this is a real maniac then donât think for a goddamn second Iâd ever let you go through with something this dangerous.â
âIâm not asking for permission,â You raise your voice, âI am going. Unless any of you would rather.â
Itâs silent for a moment, Jisung wants to speak up but he knows better than to try. Chenle knew just as much also, you were more stubborn than he was.
âI think I know how we can keep in contact with you without getting too close,â Xiaojun comments, the rest of the group looking to his direction. âI got some Walkie-talkies, a lot of them. We can use those to make sure Y/N is okay.â
âGreat, bring them four days from today.â
âFour Days?â Jisung asks, heâd thought this would at least be postponed til they could let Taeyong know.
âMight as well get this over with,â Renjun says, Chenle doesnât look happy in the slightest so he offers a pat to his shoulder before continuing, âCalm down, thereâs likely nothing happening at all just as you mentioned. We go out and try and find these guys, we donât find shit, then we end up back here laughing the rest of our lives away.â
Chenle seems the furthest away from calm but gives in anyway, âFine, but letâs discuss details later, Iâm starving.â
October 26th
It was three in the morning by the time you guys had arrived beside some alleyway in the southern area of the city. Chenleâs car had stayed parked as you guys began discussing the plans for tonight.
âSo iâll be walking down the alleyway on the northern side, Chenle you stay here guarding the car, Jisung you need to make sure to stay free in case a fledgling pops up out of nowhere, Renjun you stay on the east side, Xiaojun you stay outside of the restaurant at the end of the alleyway.â
âI still donât think this is a good idea.â Chenle says, mostly to you. You ignore him shifting focus on Xiaojun.
âYou brought the Walkies right?â
âOf course I did.â He opens the bag on his shoulder, passing one walkie-talkie each to the entire group.
âHow can you afford this many,â Renjun asks.
Xiaojun shrugs, âYou can find anything on the web.â
Jisung grabs onto his walkie tightly, you turn to face him taking in the doubtful expression he has. âJiwi, donât worry iâll be okay. You have faster reflexes and better hearing than any of us, so donât be scared.â
He nods, itâs weird for him to be in this position now. Jisung wasnât used to being the one who stood out, he actually preferred to be the one in the background most days. This time he had no choice, he played the most important role here and that was to keep you safe.
âCould we talk for a bit?â He feels Chenleâs hand on his shoulder pulling him to the side. He follows the elder walking off to the side where their conversation wonât be overheard.
âI know this whole vampire thing is new to you too, itâs new to all of us and iâm not trying to put more weight on your shoulders butââ He takes in a deep breath. âPlease protect my sister. Sheâs very capable of standing up for herself most of the time, hell she even scares me sometimes but this isnât a regular person weâre dealing with according to you both.â
âI swear Chenle, I didnât want her to do this in the first place but,â
âShe has a mind of her own,â He sighs, âIâm well aware.â
âI wonât let anything happen to her, I know sheâs your sister and you love and care about her a lot but sheâs also very important to me too. I loââ He cuts himself off, âI care a lot about her.â
âYou donât have to hide it anymore Sung, well if you could consider making googly eyes at y/n anytime youâre around her âhidingâ.â
Jisung covers his shy smile before responding, âI didnât think you noticed.â
âWell everyone did, except y/n of course, sheâs denser than youâd think. I have no problem with you, youâre my best friend and I know what kind of person you are and how much you care about her, but I need you to promise that you will keep her safe tonight. If anything were to ever happen to her, Iâd kill you. Literally.â
Jisung knew that as much as he loved you, Chenle was always going to be protective over you. Itâs not a fact that anyone really dwells on, but for a large part of your upringing it was Chenle who was helping take care of you. Your parents were always out on business and yes there were nannys for you both growing up but still, nobody felt more of a responsibility for you than Chenle did even at the age of 6.
Thatâs why it means so much that heâs telling Jisung to watch over you. It means he trusts him enough to lift the weight off of his own shoulders, and make sure youâre happy and healthy, even outside of this insane situation and in a real relationship.
âIâd kill myself before letting something happen to her.â Jisung replies truthfully. He meant it, heâd never be able to forgive himself for not keeping you safe. The thought scares him, a life without you would be no life worth living.
Chenle nods, âThen make sure we all end up in one piece, including yourself, Iâm not sure how my sister would feel going bowling with a dead man.â
âWell iâm halfway there.â His friend laughs, slapping his shoulder.
âLetâs get back to the rest.â
âY/N, check check,â Thereâs no reply, âHello? Y/N can you hear me?â
You pick up the walkie bringing it to your lips, âXiaojun if you donât shut up, this plan isnât going to work.â
The voice comes through again this time in a whisper, âSorry.â
As you walk the alleyway you realize two things. One, you have to take in a stray cat, thereâs way too many roaming these streets and two, city sewage is disgusting. The smell is strong and disgusting, itâs like something died.
You roam the alleyway silently, no activity happening whatsoever. At this point it feels like youâve been walking for a solid five minutes, even though youâve only been there for less than a minute. Itâs until you turn the corner that you hear a noise from behind you.
You beg to the angels that Jisung can hear or see everything going on, before prompting yourself to run. You start running, the footsteps behind you going into sync with your own.
You fight the urge to look back, hearing the footsteps only get closer. You hold your breath turning the corner, it feels like your lost for a moment, your brain not processing the route your on and only trying to get you to safety.
Itâs when you take another right that you feel an arm hook onto your jacket, you rip it off of yourself, not in the mood to fight for your favorite jacket and become a late night snack for the fledgling.
You keep running forward, a light luminating at the end of the alley, only as you get closer you realize itâs a dead end.
âFuck.â
You reach into your pocket snatching the walkie out only a few feet away from the wall. âCode Black, Dead end.â
Renjunâs voice rings out, âLeft or Right?â
âRightââ The walkie in your hand is thrown out of the way, the fledgling grabbing onto your hand and throwing you against the wall with brute force.
You gasp once you look into its face, the fangs resemble that of a vampire but nothing else. Its skin reeks of rotten flesh, pieces of skin and bones protruding off of different parts of its body.
You hold in a gag as it pulls in close, itâs in that moment that youâre able to think fast and use the force of your elbow to push it off of you. You try running towards the walkie but itâs too fast, gripping onto your leg and pulling you backwards.
You use your leg to kick it away, the walkie is about a foot away, you crawl over and reach for it, successfully grabbing it. âCode Red! I repeat Code Reââ
Jisung appears in that moment, grabbing onto the fledgling and throwing it against the wall. You stare in shock, the adrenaline from the attack still running through your veins. Jisung is strong, but that fledgling puts in a good fight.
He throws the creature once again this time to the ground, baring his fangs in anger as he grips the throat of the fledgling. Heâs so out of it, is intent is to kill, thatâs until he hears your voice ring out.
âJiwi!â
He turns to face you, taking note of the way your leg was bleeding. His grip loosens, the creature already unconscious as he makes his way towards you.
âWhat happened? Why are you bleeding?â His worried eyes meet your own.
âI think when it dragged me its claws pierced my leg, itâs okay though iâm fine.â You say out of breath.
âY/N!â Chenle runs towards the both of you, Renjun by his side.
âHoly shit, this is real. All of this shit is real.â Renjuns eyes are wide in fear.
âYeah and instead of helping my sister you froze.â Chenle says angrily.
âIââ Renjun stutters out, âIâm sorry, I just couldnât believe my eyes.â
âHey itâs okay, Iâm fine. Jiwi got here just in time.â You say standing up with his help.
âI beg to fucking differ, youâre bleeding.â Chenle points at the blood on your leg.
âHey itâs okay, itâs nothing just a little blood.â You pat your brotherâs shoulder.
âWhere is Xiaojun?â Renjun says suddenly, all of you going silent.
âThis one was the only one, I didnât spot any other creature nearby so he should be getting here soon.â
The tension is still in the air, Chenle turning towards Jisung. âYou were almost too late, whatever happened to your promise?â
âI got here as fast as I could.â
âBullshit.â He sticks his finger directly to Jisungâs chest.
âGuysââ Renjunâs voice warns, though not fast enough.
âWhat promise? Iâm okay, why are the two of you acting as if iâm dead.â You make out before sharp fangs meet your shoulder. You feel a strong surge of pain, your body feels like itâs been set ablaze. Within an instant you fall to your knees, Jisung turning around to pull the creature off of you.
Heâs able to push it back, but this time itâs much more stronger, it throws him to the floor getting ready to plunge onto you again before Chenle gets in itâs way, a wooden plank in his hand. He uses the blank to block the creature from attacking, Renjun running to pick Jisung up from the floor.
The creature snaps the wood in half, causing Chenle to fall beside you, before it can attack once more, a noise sounds from behind it catching its attention.
âHey!â Xiaojun yells out, the creature turns around. He sprays it in the eyes causing it to go blind, it screeches, Jisung attacks causing it to go unconscious again, this time making sure itâs out fully.
The group take deep breaths processing the scene. Your body feels better from the bite, though your brother refuses to leave your side.
âWhat the fuck was that?â Chenle says at the same time Jisung asks, âPepper spray?â
Xiaojun shrugs, âHey I told you, you could find anything on the web.â
Going to the hospital for the third time this month wasnât something Jisung wouldâve guessed in his monthly bingo card, he was mostly losing anyway, who wouldâve thought becoming a vampire was more plausible than getting tickets to a Def Leppard tour.
Kun sits to the corner of the room in his office, using a computer to research whatever the heck is wrong with that thing they captured. Jisung turned his attention to the left, where you sat, Chenle guarding you like a dog.
He wanted to go to you, ask how you were feeling and if your leg was hurting, but he knew better than to interfere especially when Chenle was staring darts at him. He sighs trying to piece together what might have happened.
Thinking back on it, it was in a flash. He saw a man with a mask pass by the deeper end of an alleyway. He made the choice to follow after, realizing that might be the thing they were looking for. It was the second he got too close that the figure stared right into him.
A loud ringing noise sounded into his ear. He tried to keep staring, to make sure the figure wouldnât disappear. But the closer he got the louder the sound was, and the closer he got the more it became obvious. This wasnât a creature such as the one who attacked him before, this was a real life person, a Vampire.
Heâd heard the sound of your screams and it was able to snap him out of his trance, the man disappeared in front of him and within the next second he went towards the sound of your voice and attacked the monster.
He wished you didnât end up hurt in the process, it was his fault for becoming a vampire and even dragging any of you into this. It was a bite that Kun said would have no effect on you whatsoever, but he still couldnât help but feel angry at himself for not handling everything better.
He took in a heavy breath before Kun spoke up calling the attention from all of you. âI have gotten into contact with a few friends of mine, they suggest that itâd be better for the fledgling to stay here, while they come to further analyze it.â
âSo then what do we do in the meantime?â Your voice comes out smoothly.
âYou are in no position to help, none of you are. I understand you guys want to help but this is a battle for us to do, Jisung shouldnât have even been part of this.â
Before youâre able to argue, Jisungâs voice interrupts. âIâm sorry, sir.â
Kun sighs, getting a signal from his pager, âLook, I know you all want to help but itâs just not safe. Head back home and stay there, especially in the nighttime. That goes for you too, Jisung.â
The lot of you walk your way out of the hospital, waiting within your group for a signal to leave.
âOkay,â You speak, âI say we give it til tomorrow night then we go out again, who knows how many more of those creatures are out roaming. We could definitely try capturing as many as possible.â
âY/N. You got hurt, weâre not going to do this anymore.â Chenle replies. The rest of the group staying quiet until Renjun speaks.
âI think itâs better we listen to what Kun said, this isnât our battle to fight, we have no part in this. To try and get in between could end up with all of us dead, thatâs like horror stupidity 101.â
Jisung canât even laugh at the irony with the situation at hand.
âBut it does involve us, our city and people are in danger and you want us to hold back?â You argue, âIâm not going to sit back and wait for more people to die or end up victims to those things.â
âYou canât save everyone, Y/N donât you realize that?â Chenle shouts, âYou could have been that exact person youâre talking about and you still want to risk it?â
âThat didnât happen though,â You reply, âJisung got there just in time.â
âJisung didnât get there on time, if he did then you wouldnât be standing here with that bite on your shoulder.â
Jisung flinches at the words, he knows that Chenle is still mad at him, and honestly heâs mad at himself too. It was a big risk for everyone to be there. None of you know anything about these creatures and it couldâve ended with everyone dead, and the fault would be on Jisung.
He let you take control when he knew that it was unsafe. Heâs a vampire now, he isnât like the rest of you. If he were to go alone he would be fine, a scratch, a bite, anything and he would be okay but that wasnât the same for you guys.
âChenle is right, I shouldnât have even thought this would be okay. I put you all in danger tonight.â
âNo, Jisung donât say that,â You interject, âThis was all my plan, you didnât do anything wrong.â
âExcept for promising to keep you safe but of course he canât do shit right can he?â Chenle spits out.
âHey guys what the fuck.â Xiaojun tries intervening.
âYou canât put the blame on him, it was my idea on the first place.â
âAnd yet he knows better than to listen to your stupid ideas.â
Jisung canât help but feel a rush of anger, not when Chenle is purposefully trying to dig into his skin. âLike youâre any better than me?â
âWhat is that supposed to mean?â
âGuys seriously, cut it out.â Renjun whispers, âPeople are staring.â
âYou know exactly what the fuck I mean. The reason Y/N had to leave to study abroad in the first place.â A flash of hurt passes through Chenleâs face but Jisung is too far deep to stop, âYouâre just upset that you couldnât protect her yourself because you were so in your own head you couldnât tell when your sister needed you.â
âFuck you Park Jisung, like you ever meant anything to anyone here. The only reason half of the people you know are friends with you is because of me. You had nobody then and I felt sorry for you, so if you think youâre better than me news fucking flash you arenât.â
The group goes silent save for your voice, âWhat the fuck is wrong with the both of you? Seriously youâre going to speak over me? I donât need any of your help I didnât need it then or even now.â
Jisung looks at you, tears brewing and ready to fall over. âJisung what would you know about why I studied abroad? You think some high school bullying was gonna drive me away thatâs not the kind of person I am. And Chenle, Seriously? You know for a damn fact that Jisung is as important to us as we are to him.â
You take in a breath, tears finally spilling from your eyes. âIâm not going to deal with the two of you fighting anymore, this is not why I wanted to come back early.â You walk away leaving the rest of the group quiet.
Renjun pulls onto Jisungâs arm urging him to step away, âLetâs go for now, the both of you could use some time away to cool off.â
The day had been slower than it usually felt, it was almost time to clock out for the night and even though the past three days were busy work days, it still felt weird. Jisung was used to late night arcade trips with his friends but of course being so stubborn meant neither him or Chenle had reached out to the other.
As far as he knew, Xiaojun was probably with his friend right now, whenever they two had their little petty fights. This time was different though, it was the biggest and longest fight theyâd ever had and they had been friends for practically a decade now.
It also hurt that in the past days he hadnât heard from you, he knew you were upset and didnât want to talk to him but would it kill you to reach out and just let him know you made it home safely? You walked out on your own, even with wild fledglings roaming the streets, that was a scary thought.
âYouâve been playing this song on a loop for the past twenty minutes.â Renjun groans.
âSorry.â
âDonât apologize now I feel bad.â
Jisung stays quiet, sweeping the floor as Renjun sits at the counter reading some horror comic. Renjun sighs placing the comic down before calling after Jisung, âCome on letâs talk.â
âThereâs nothing to talk about.â
âSure there isnât, thereâs also no reason youâve been playing Love Bites, your comfort song, for the past half an hour.â
âYou said it was twenty minutes earlier.â
âAnd that doesnât matter, tell me whatâs going on.â
Jisung takes a seat beside Renjun, looking down as he speaks, âI just. Me and Chenle have never gone this long without speaking. I donât even know why I said what I did, Chenle isnât at fault for anything. I just couldnât bite my tongue this time, not when he was blaming me.â
Renjun nods so he continues, âI was trying you know, when I found out I didnât want to tell any of you about any of this. I was going to just disappear, hide out with Taeyong probably and live out my early vampire days there but y/n found out right after I did.â
Itâs true, heâd even mentioned it to Taeyong once and the elder had said he would be okay with it. Itâd make it easier to stay on track of his blood intake and plus Jisung wouldnât have to be alone.
âWell iâm glad you didnât just leave, It would be really hard trying to find a new part timer to take your place,â Renjun jokes. âBut also, you should know Chenle was just being protective over y/n. Iâm not saying heâs in the right, he didnât have to keep pushing your buttons and iâm sure heâs thinking about that now.â
Jisung scoffs, âI doubt it.â
âJisung.â His voice is stern, âChenle does care about you, youâre his best friend. Iâm not going to sit and defend either of you, I think the both of you were immature, and frankly I think Y/N deserves an apology most right now.â
Heâd tried, only everytime he showed up to your house he got too scared that Chenle would answer the door, and he couldnât exactly just sneak in, Vampire rules got in the way of that.
âStop being a loser and talk to them. Itâs whatâs best for all of us, and yes I say yes. Xiaojunâs been calling nonstop everyday asking if iâve made any progress with you.â
Jisung laughs, âHas he made any with Chenle?â
I donât know why donât you see for yourself.â The phone rings prompting Renjun to stand up from his seat.
Jisung sat for a moment, Renjun walking past him. The faint smell of Iron hit him again, his stomach twisting in hunger. He hadnât had any blood for the past few days, Taeyong had said there was a delay in receiving any. A shortage apparently, and heâs willing to bet thatâs because of the increasing number of fledglings flooding the streets.
âJi, itâs Taeyong.â
Speak of the devil, Jisung gets up and takes the phone in his hand, âHello?â
âMeet back at my place now and bring your friends.â The line goes silent. He furrows his brows, placing the phone back in its place.
âWhatâd he say?â
âWe have to go, now.â
When Jisung had shown up to Taeyongâs house the last people he thought heâd see was there. Not that he wasnât going to tell Chenle and Xiaojun to show up, he was pretty sure if Taeyong called him that meant he also called you. There had to be a reason as to how he got Jisungâs work number. The thought only pained him though, he wished youâd just call him.
He meets your eyes for a second before you look away, his heart breaks knowing youâre still angry at him. Chenle approaches you, and you only step away ignoring his presence. Jisung wonât lie, the petty part of him is really enjoying the fact that heâs not the only one on your bad side right now.
Taeyong enters the room garnering attention from the group, Kun on his side. âSo, the results came inââ
âYou are not the father?â Xiaojun whispers, earning confused looks from everyone else. âSorry.â
Kun clears his throat, âItâs just as we thought these are not normal fledglings. It seems that a lot of these happen to be undead folks who were brought back and turned into Vampires.â
âIâm sorry, what?â Chenle asks.
âLike night of the living dead?â Renjun inquires.
âPrecisely. Weâre completely unsure as to how this is possible, but it seems there is a very strong sorcerer who is using necromancy to bring back the dead.â
âSorcerer? Like a witch? Thereâs witches?â You say in pure disbelief.
âThere are,â Taeyong speaks, âThough the magic form of Necromancy is forbidden, it appears thatâs the case here.â
âA witch is turning them into vampires after bringing back zombies?â Jisung looks to Renjun, âIâm fully sober right?â
âI know it may seem hard to grasp but think of it this way. You know Vampires and Wolves exist, well so do Demons, Witches, Fae, and all sorts of things. This sorcerer, they arenât a weak one, and theyâre most likely working with a Vampire as well.â
Jisung recalls back to the night youâd been attacked. There was a man who had somehow been able to stop him, what if that were the sorcerer they were referring to?
âI canât believe this, Vampires are one thing but for there to be more than just that?â Renjun starts.
âItâs true. I think I saw them, the sorcerer that is.â
The room is silent as Jisung reiterates the night in his memory, Chenle looking to the side with guilt in his eye.
âIn that case then what you say is true. We need to put an end to this.â You speak up.
âHow many undead fledglings have been reported?â Jisung looks to Kun and Taeyong.
âFrom what it seems,â Taeyong starts, âThe increase of vampire attacks and vampire numbers have been about thirty and ten within this past month.â
âTen? that doesnât seem so bad.â Xiaojun says.
âTen doesnât seem like much until you add them to the amount of people who need blood supply. Itâs hard for fledglings as they arenât sure how to hunt without accidentally killing someone. They need around six pints of blood per week, and with more people choosing to stay inside then it makes it harder for us to supply said vampires with blood.â
âSo youâre saying thereâs a blood shortage for Vampires right now and itâs mostly caused by some guy whoâs overpopulating them?â You reply.
âPrecisely, this is a major problem, not to mention this isnât any mistake. The rise of vampires would mean he could be building his own army.â
âA Zombie-Vampire hybrid army? For what purpose?â
Kun turns to Chenle, âTo take over this city, and eventually maybe the world.â
Jisung didnât want to panic but the thought was terrifying. Not only would this put a risk on all of his loved ones, but this wouldnât work out for Vampires either. Thereâs only one way that this could all end, and thatâd be with the entire world bursting into flames, not literally but also sort of literally. âThereâd be no one left.â
Taeyong nods, âWhich is why we must act fast, Kun and I are trying to track down the area we believe these creatures are spawning from.â
âHoly crap this is so much like a video game.â Xiaojun whispers under his breath.
âWait,â Chenleâs voice speaks through everyone, âI think I might know for sure.â
The rest of the group look to him waiting his response, âWhen I was guarding the car I thought I saw the creature guy run along through the buildings before he was able to reach y/n. I donât know how he didnât notice me, but he just walked past. It looked as if he came from the upper northern buildings.â
âThe abandoned Church.â Renjun adds, âThat place has a deeper underground level, I wouldnât be shocked to find out that happens to be the witches lair.â
âWell then it seems we know exactly where this place is, we can meet up there tonight, Three AM Halloweenâs eve.â
The groups agrees, everyone beginning to grab their stuff and head out. Jisung notices you and begins to take a few steps towards your direction, heâs too late though. You sped off before he could even get a word in which he realizes was on purpose, youâre still mad at him.
Heâs about to turn the other way when a hand taps on his shoulder. âWe have to talk.â Chenle says, walking away in hopes Jisung was following him out, he was.
Itâs silent as the two of them sit outside on some random bench that was right in Taeyongâs neighborhood. The sound of kids passing through on their bikes is the only sound before a peaceful quietness fills the air. Well, peaceful is an understatement, the air was thick with awkwardness.
Jisung thinks of what to say, he doesnât want to keep this fight going but he also isnât sure how to approach the conversation. He gives himself time to come up with a sentence, but to his surprise itâs Chenle who speaks first.
âIâm sorry.â Jisung blinks at him in shock, âI realize now how unfair I was acting, you only tried your best and you did well in protecting y/n. I was scared in the moment, it sounds like an excuse but itâs true. I love my family, but Y/N is my sister, she means the most to me and I realize now even as I canât control her, you canât either.â
Jisung sighs, âNo a part of you was right, I promised you I wouldnât let her get hurt and I couldnât even keep that.â
Chenle shakes his head, âNo, you did all that you could and in the end it was good enough, sheâs here and sheâs perfectly fine. Sheâs ignoring the two of us but besides that sheâs normal.â
âYeah sheâd always be the one most angry at us whenever we would get into our fights.â
Chenle laughs, âUgh donât remind me. That brings me to my other apology, Jisung in case you didnât know Iâm a liar. You do mean a lot to me, how could you not? You are the closest friend iâve ever had. All of what I said was only to hurt you, Iâm not gonna lie, when you told me I was the one who couldnât protect y/n a part of me was so angry. I wanted you to hurt the way your words hurt me, the way I was hurting me, so I said that but I never meant it.â
Jisung takes a deep breath, dammit he really was an easy crier. âI was only saying that to hurt you, it isnât true in the slightest. Thereâs nobody who has watched over Y/N the way you have. Sheâs practically a child you raised since your parents werenât always around. Iâm sorry I ever said that because it only diminishes the hard work you put into helping raise y/n.â
âDonât give me the credit, sheâs raised herself perfectly with the time sheâs been abroad. But thank you.â
âI hate arguing with you, I hate for you or y/n to be mad at me.â
âThatâs your people pleaser speaking. I know youâre still upset cause Y/N hasnât spoken to you, maybe you should talk to her?â Chenle Suggests.
âIf I could I would, I donât want to annoy her if she doesnât even want to be around me right now though. I understand her anger, we shouldnât have tried to make it seem as if she needed protection or a guard or anything, sheâs a free spirit, itâs who you have known her as your whole life, and the person I fell in love with.â
Chenle pushes Jisungâs shoulder playfully, âYou are so in love with her I donât know how you ever thought you were being subtle. I think all sheâs waiting for is for you to reach out. As for me, sheâs only mad because I was too stubborn to want to talk to you.â
âDid you only come here to apologize so y/n would talk to you?â Jisung raises his eyebrow.
âNo! I am really sorry, I was just being a stubborn asshole about it.â
âSo your usual self.â Another hit to the shoulder, âIâll talk to her and apologize fully.â
âYou better. We have bigger fish to fry now, thereâs a psycho witch on the loose as you know.â Chenle stands up from the bench. âIâll leave you to your moment of silence if thatâs what you want but before I go I want to let you know. Thereâs nobody else, besides me of course, that my sister has ever cared for in her entire life.â
âWhat does that mean?â Jisung says, Chenle already beginning to walk away.
âNope, you talk to her and ask her what I mean! By the way, meet up at my house when youâre done, we have a crazy witch to catch!â
October 30th
It was only hours after theyâd met up at Taeyongâs house, this time everyone stood in the living room of Chenleâs two story house. It was only an hour until Kun and Taeyong said theyâd show up, the rest of the âSupernatural Huntersâ, as Xiaojun had called them, were readying themselves.
Renjun had mentioned that maybe if everyone had their own pepper spray among other things, theyâd be better able to protect themselves. So Xiaojun had searched the web and found packs of smoke bombs, protective goggles, and holy water, which Jisung had told him wouldnât work.
Heâd also found some costumes at the local department store he thought would be very fitting for tonight, which is why the group of four boys were currently dressed in beige. Jisung hadnât seen y/n, not since earlier today or well yesterday, itâs got him feeling anxious. Itâs hard for him to pay any attention, even now as Taeyong and Kun show up and begin to explain the plans, he isnât focused.
âOkay then itâs settled, weâre going to break into this place and wreak havoc.â Xiaojun smiles smugly, this is a video game fantasy of his coming true.
âNot exactly, though given the dangers of being attacked by these monsters, I was able to secure these for those of you who arenât able to defend yourselves.â Kun unwraps a fabric bag, sharp knives falling onto the table below.
Gasps are heard, Jisungâs friends reaching in to grab onto some, Jisung is about to grab one until Taeyong stops him. âThose arenât ordinary, they have wolfâs venom imbedded in them. A touch of yours especially in your current state, could only end up making you weaker.â
Right, Jisung hadnât had an ounce of blood in days, he really needed to find some and quickly. It was unsafe to go so long without any bags, Taeyong had asked if she was rationing his bags. He failed to mention that the bags heâd had ran out a long time ago.
âSo these could kill Jisung?â Renjun says, his finger tracing the blade.
âMore so temporarily disable him, unless youâre planning on stabbing him, in that case yes he would cease to exist.â
A chill runs down Jisungâs spine, he can already feel the effects of going so long without feeding. Before anyone can call over Jisungâs attention, the sound of footsteps enter the room.
You stood there eyebrows furrowed, stepping closer to the group. âWhat are you guys supposed to be? Ghostbusters?â Kun masks a chuckle with his hand.
âWhat are you doing here?â Chenle pulls you to the side.
âI was invited here just as you guys were?â You say as if itâs the most obvious thing in the world. âCome on now, keep up.â
âI donât think you should do this, what about your bite.â
âMy bite is fine, I can move my leg and arm perfectly so thereâs no problem here.â
âY/N,â Jisung calls to you with his voice low, the first words heâs said to you in the past days, âcan we talk, before you make your decision?â
You sigh, nodding your head. As much as you were still angry at him, he seemed like he had a lot to say. He also looked like shit, which you couldnât tell if that was because of the fact you hadnât spoken to him in almost a week.
He pulls you into the kitchen, which is a much bigger open space and reminds you of the last time you guys sat here together, the start of this entire fiasco.
He fidgets with his fingers refusing to meet your eye, âI want you to know Iâm sorry. I never meant to make it seem like you couldnât protect yourself or make your own decisions, I only want to keep you safe.â
âThatâs it Jisung, I donât need any of you keeping me safe. Not my brother and sure as hell not you.â
âI know but please, hear me out.â His eyes are wide with panic. You take in the dark under eyes he has along with the unnatural paleness, he looks tired. âThe reason I want to keep you safe is because you mean so much more to me than just a friend or Chenleâs sister. Youâre so sweet and understanding, I care about you so much that the last thing I could even think about before I turned into this thing was you.â
Youâre at a loss of words so he continues, âI have loved you for ever y/n, since the day I met you I knew you would be the most important person to me for the rest of my life and I was scared iâd never be able to tell you that if something were to happen to me. And now iâm even more scared that something could happen to you.â
âI understand but nothing is going to happen.â
âHow can you be so sure? I was sure Iâd walk back home and eat some noodles and then I became this.â He gestures to himself, âIt was scary enough seeing you get bitten, and maybe youâre okay but Iâm not. I canât have that happen again because I canât lose you, not before I ever got to tell you how much I love you or after.â
âJi, look at me.â You pull his attention onto you, grabbing onto the front of his shirt. âIâm going to be fine.â
âBut what if youâre not,â His voice cracks.
âI am. Iâm always going to be okay as long as iâm with you.â You wipe the tear from his face. He stares into your eyes, thereâs something so soothing about the way you look at him, maybe thatâs what Chenle was referring to earlier. The sparkle in your eyes was enough to convince Jisung that there was an entire galaxy within them, thatâs why you were able to see the world in such a different light.
He canât help but get lost in them, leaning into you. You take that moment to close the gap, meeting his lips with your own, soft and gentle. Itâs a small kiss, but it has deadly effect, within the next minute Jisung is leaning into you for more.
Hunger evident in the way he kisses you the second time. His tongue slides against your bottom lip asking for entry, you accept, tasting everything sweet on his tongue. His teeth bite your lip, the taste of iron filling your mouth. You pull away from the kiss, immediately touching the small wound on your lip.
Jisung steps away from you, regret filling his eyes. âIâm sorry. I donât know why I did that.â
âHey itâs okay, itâs just a small bite it barely hurts at all.â You say with a smile hoping he isnât too worried. He covers his face refusing to meet your eyes, âJisung, are you okay?â
You grab onto his hands uncovering his face. He has beads of sweet dripping down his skin thatâs hot to the touch, his fangs peaking out and his skin paler than before. âJisung whatâs wrong?â
âIâm fine.â
âYouâre not fine you look like youâre about to pass out.â It registers in your head, âHave you fed?â He stays quiet refusing to look anywhere but to the floor.
âYou have to feed Ji, you could die.â
âI have no blood, thereâs been a shortage thereâs nothing for me.â
âWell you have to drink, youâll die.â
âIâll be fine.â
âWell I wonât.â You reply sternly, the idea comes to your mind quickly, you push your hair back revealing your neck. âDrink.â
âY/N I canât do that, I could end up hurting you.â
âYou are hurting yourself and that hurts me, please just drink.â
The sharp sting is enough to make you hiss out in pain, but the feeling afterwards is pure bliss. You feel on cloud from the feeling of the blood flowing, all you can hear is the sound of Jisungâs breathing so close. You can feel the way his arms wrap around you, keeping you from falling at the lightheaded feeling.
It feels like you guys have been in this position forever, your eyes fluttering closed in comfort. Itâs when you feel weaker that you finally call out for Jisung, âJi, Is that enough?â
He mumbles too low for you to understand, he continues to drink out of you. You hands go to his head tugging at his hair, he lets out a groan pulling away. âYou taste so good.â
You smile, trying to recollect your balance. âFeel better?â
âSo much better.â He whispers into your ear, tickling you and making you giggle. âCome on, we have to go now.â
He whines, âDo we have to?â
âYes, theyâve been waiting for long enough.â You say covering the bite on your neck and dragging him back to the group.
âItâs time. Keep those blades on you at all times, call for Jisung and I if you happen to get into close contact with the target,â Taeyong goes over the plan again, âKun will stay out and watch, code Red if youâre in danger and need immediate assistance.â
âWe got this.â You say enthusiastically.
âSpeak for yourself, iâm shitting bricks right now.â Xiaojun holds onto his stomach.
âThe faster we figure out who the fuck is behind this, the faster everything will go back to normal.â Renjun pats his back.
âAlright then, letâs get these bitches!â Chenle shouts.
The silence that filled the place was unexpected to say the least. Their group had been walking around the Church and there were no strange noises whatsoever. There was no sign of any creatures either, so they began to doubt if this was the right place.
âI think we got it wrong, nobody is in here.â Xiaojun speaks up.
âWhere else would they be hiding? All of the attacks have been close to this place.â Chenle argues.
Itâs faint, but behind the talking the group is doing Jisung hears footsteps. He tries to shut out the voices in front of him, beginning to listen out further. âThereâs something.â Jisung says shushing the group.
âDo you hear anything?â You ask, trying to listen out also.
âI canât hear shit.â
âJisungâs right, it sounds like someone is here.â Taeyong says, sniffing out a horrible smell.
âGod, what the fuck is that,â Xiaojun covers his nose, âWhere the fuck is this even coming from?â
Your eyes go wide seeing the creature appear out of nowhere. âRight there!â You yell out, pointing out the group of fledglings running at your group at an ungodly speed.
The next few moments are full of bloodshed. Or whatever Vampire Zombie hybrids had, Jisung wasnât too familiar with their anatomy. He didnât have much time to think it over anyway, not when he was in the middle of fighting them off.
He successfully manages to knock one unconscious and looks to his friends who seem to be doing okay holding their own. Thereâs a few bodies of the hybrids on the floor, which should be a relieving fact, but not when he can sense that there���s more on the way.
Suddenly he feels his body fall to the ground. The hybrid climbing over him to get to Chenle who was busy fighting another kind. Jisung drags the figure back, clawing at it to keep it from getting away. It screeches at him, shoving him once again but this time heâs able to keep it held down.
A shout is heard from Taeyong across the room, âJisung! Donât let him get away!â Jisung looks up seeing the man from before slipping out through the back of the stairs.
Jisung runs along following after him, catching up to him fairly quickly. âYou, why are you doing this?â
The man stops in his tracks, turning around to face Jisung straight on. He charges forward, knocking Jisung back with his strength. âCome on, fledgling. You charge in here and yet you stand so weak.â
Jisung stands up, âWho are you?â
âWrong question.â The man charges forward once again, his fists landing blows all over his body. Jisung is able to catch his first and flip the man over, knocking him down.
âI asked you two already.â Jisung pulls forward trying to pull off the mask of the man under him. He feels his body fly back from the force of the personâs legs kicking him.
âI made you who you are.â He tells Jisung, his voice rich with cockiness, âYou dare stand in front of me? You dare to question me. I made all of you and I can just as well erase you, I am the beginning and the end.
Jisung groans in annoyance, âDonât speak in riddles man just tell me who you are.â He dodges another attack from the man.
Jisung is quick with his movements, but his opponent isnât any different. As he continues to dodge the manâs efforts to attack him, he takes a split second to grab a hold of one of the wooden crosses on the wall.
The man charges forward again, this time Jisung is able to separate the two of them using the cross. The person pushes forward using all of his strength, for the first time in this fight Jisung finds himself struggling to fight back.
Itâs when an explosion is heard that Jisung is able to use the distraction as a way to take control again. He pins his opponent down, searching into his pocket for the pepper spray. The man fights back, flipping him and Jisung over and wrapping his hands around Jisungâs throat.
The feeling of losing consciousness slowly creeps up on Jisung, searching his pocket desperately for the spray. His hands wrap around it, pulling it out of his pocket and spraying the man where his eyes are.
In the next second, Jisung is able to gain control and push him down, snatching the mask from off of his face. âYouââ He gasps, âNo, I donât know who you are?â
Silence fills the air, âOf course you wouldnât, you donât know anything.â
âWho the hell are you? Why are you doing this in the first place?â
âBecause people like them donât need to exist.â The man points to where the group continue to fight against the mob. âThey used to be the ones killing us, we stayed innocent and yet so many of them couldnât wait to call us Satanâs children.â
The ringing fills Jisungâs ears again, making it hard for him to move. âWhat?â
âAnd yet you stand here, bonding with humans, as if they arenât the reason half of our population are dead.â
Jisung isnât very sure what to say, he never thought comforting the enemy was going to be part of the plan. Itâs until he hears a scream from you that he snaps out of his trance, at this point the enemy in front of him laughs.
âYou going to try and save your friends now?â
He hesitates, looking to where you guys are gathered, Taeyong frozen in fear. HIs hesitation was long enough for the man to begin to step back, so Jisung pulls the knife you had given him earlier to stop him from getting away.
It stings to the touch, but according to Kun it wasnât deadly to Jisung unless it penetrated the skin. He runs forward slashing the man in the stomach. Blood dripping from out of everywhere, literally. Who wouldâve thought Wolfâs Venom would cause a Vampire to bleed out from their mouth and eyes.
Itâs for a second time that he hears a shout, only this time itâs coming from Chenle. A sound Jisung had never heard before. He runs towards your group, the mob seemingly disappearing. Chenle is on the ground, holding onto you. You who happen to be on the floor with blood pooling below you.
âAnyone got a tampon?â You joke, the blood pouring out faster than youâd expected. Your brother stands before you with tears in his eyes threatening to spill. He holds your hand tightly, âCan you not make a joke when youâre not okay.â
âCan you not scold me when Iâm dying?â
âYouâre not dying.â He shouts.
Jisung is frozen in place, memories with you filling his mind. You canât die, thereâs no way you can die. He hadnât even got to take you out on a first date.
Taeyong grabs onto you as you slowly begin to fall unconscious. âIâll take her to Kun.â
âSheâs going to be okay right?â Jisung asks the question as if heâs begging for the answer to be yes.
Taeyong frowns, âWe will try.â
Chenle is in distress. Renjun tries to pull him back as he tries to follow along. âI canât leave her.â He pleads, âShe canât leave me.â
Jisung stares at his friend, in all of their years of friendships he wouldâve never expected to see this side of Chenle. He also never wouldâve expected to see your dying self be taken away by a Vampire.
âJisung, you promised to save her. Do it, keep your promise.â He flinches at the words. Chenle wants for him to turn you, that would be the only way. And for a moment, he debates it.
October 31st
It had been a day since they had been able to defeat the evil vampire man, which was a stupid way to call him but since Jisung hadnât exactly known him what else would he say. Heâd learned later that the man went by Jackson, he had been an old Vampire, even older than Kun, who had lost his own sister to humans.
Kun had said heâd been a good man, until itâd drove him crazy. His sister was the only family he had left, and with the way he found her bleeding out on the floor, it was enough to make him vow to destroy all of mankind.
Halloween was today, your favorite holiday. You hadnât woken yet, which Kun said was normal due to the amount of blood you had lost. It was hardly a miracle you had survived. Given the bite you received from Jisung earlier that night you were able to transform. Now they could only wait to hear what you would say once you woke.
Renjun was in the corner coddling Chenle, who was very annoyed over the fact that he wouldnât stop taunting him for his tears. Renjun was on only child, so heâd never understand.
âItâs okay lele, you can cry some more if you will feel better.â Renjun teased.
âCan you shut up?â
âIâm definitely telling y/n about how you were sobbing all over her!â Xiaojun laughs.
âYou tell her anything and Iâm going to kill you before you can even finish your sentence.â
âAre you going to cry over his dead body too?â Jisung adds, Chenle frowning at him, âHey youâre not any different! You cried just as much as I did!â
âYou know, I do want to mention I find it odd about how we never saw the Witch and the mob happened to disappear the second Jisung killed Jackson.â Renjun comments.
âI was searching on the web a bit,â Xiaojun starts, âI saw that this legend of the witch has been a thing for a long time. You guys remember the camp attacks from last year? That was around the same time as now.â
The Camp Attacks at Graze town, only an hour away, was all over the news last year. Jisung remembered hanging out at Chenleâs house and peeking at the news station that happened to be reporting on the scene.
Before he can say anything their names are called. Jisung running immediately into your room. He finds you sitting, a blood pint in your hands, just as youâd caught him before.
âHello, Did you miss me?â You wink, he moves quickly to pull you in for a hug. The rest of the group making their way into the room.
âSuper speed, really Jisung?â Renjun Complains.
âLele!â You call out to him urging him to come closer. He steps forward, Jisung still wrapped around your side. âCome on!â You pull him in for a hug with your arm.
âOuch.â He says, the strength you used being a little too strong.
âSorry! I donât know how Jisung did it so naturally, I keep accidentally overthinking and then using way more strength than necessary.â
âWell you know, iâm a special case.â Jisung smiles, you tsk at him. âYou saying iâm not special?â
âOf course not, youâre special to me. Always.â
âAh you sap!â You playfully hit his arm.
âGross, canât you guys not do that in public.â Xiaojun fake gags.
âDo what?â You ask innocently.
âFlirt.â Renjun replies.
You gasp, âJiwi, are you flirting with me right now?â
He hums, âNow that I think about it, I guess thatâs exactly what you could call it?â
Chenle groans, âOh this is disgusting iâm going to have to deal with this everyday.â
The group laugh, Taeyong stepping in quietly. âIf possible, could I have a word with y/n? Alone.â
The rest agree, leaving the room to them both. Jisung refuses to move, whining at the little pat y/n gives him, âCome in Jiwi, just for a second.â
âActually he can stay,â Taeyong says, âI want to apologize y/n, this wouldâve never happened if it werenât for the fact that I froze mid battle and allowed for you to be left vulnerable. I justââ He pauses, âI saw, the zombie creature and it looked just like. It looked just like my first love.â
Jisung thinks back to the first conversation they had, the mentions of dating a human. âThe human you once loved?â
Taeyong nodded, âI will never forget the look in his face. Heâs never wanted to turn, he never wanted an immortal life and there he was. Being forced into the life he never wanted, he was a puppet.â
âYou donât have to explain,â You spoke out, âI canât imagine being in your position. What matters now is that weâre all okay, and I donât blame you or anyone for anything.â
âThank you.â Taeyong cries out, âIâll let you guys be, iâve got to visit someone.â
You nod, âLet me know when youâre back home, yeah?â He nods, stepping out of the room and wiping his tears.
âIâm sorry.â Jisung says, his head lowering.
âWhat for?â
âI realized just now that you never got to choose this life either. Youâd turned even if you didnât want to, all because of me.â
You laugh wholeheartedly, Jisung looking up into your eyes. âIâm sorry, itâs just youâre too cute.â
âWhys this funny?â Jisung blushes.
âBecause, I have always loved vampires. Iâve always wished they were real and when I found out you were one,â You took in a breath, âIâd been begging silently that youâd turn me one day.â
âHuh?â Jisung had never known this. And he valued himself on knowing everything about you. How is it that this couldâve slipped his mind?
âI love vampires, hadnât lele ever told you before?â
The memory rings in his head, âSheâs a fan of those sharp tooth creaturesâ
âWho?â Jisung had asked.
âY/N. I said that already, have you been paying any attention?â
âSo all of this time, you loved Vampires?â His eyes widen.
âHow else do you think I was able to guess you became one so quickly?â
Heâs genuinely appalled, âI watched Jaws for you.â
You laugh again, âJaws? Iâve never even seen that film.âHe covers his mouth, his ears becoming red at the realization. âCome on, youâre so cute I need to kiss you.â
âYou lied to me!â He feigns hurt.
âShut up would you?â You say before pulling him into a kiss. It feels warm and fuzzy and perfect. Thereâs no better outcome than this one, you have Jisung wrapping his arms around you, his fangs biting on your lip slightly, only making you deepen the kiss more.
A yell from Xiaojun is heard from the door along with scattered footsteps, âIâm traumatized!â
You pull away, biting your own lip to keep yourself from bursting out laughing. Jisung isnât ready for the end though, so he pulls you in again, this time hoping none of you ever have to pull away.
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making out with wayv
genre/warnings: fluff, suggestive (minors DNI), established relationship, boyfriend!wayv
kun is definitely the type to constantly smile throughout the kiss and you can feel it when he does that, which makes your heart flutter. makeouts with kun are usually quite brief, and very gentle and sweet. kun would also frequently make sure to take short breaks in between kisses in case you ran out of air because he's just considerate like that.
ten would constantly tease you and get you all riled up. wbk ten is a huge flirt. he would smirk the entire time, whisper dirty things to you, and use a lot of tongue in his kisses. plus, his hands would be roaming all over your body and feeling you up. makeout sessions with ten usually lead to more because he gets all hot and bothered just by kissing you.
winwin would be quite shy and even hesitant at first, but quickly gets into the mood. he prefers if you take the lead at first, and then he'll take over after a bit. winwin definitely goes a little crazy when you grab onto the hem of his shirt while he's sweetly kissing you. bro has had so many kissing scenes from his dramas i truly believe he is more experienced than he lets on.......
xiaojun's kisses would be very slow and passionate, because he wants you to feel loved. he's extra and puts on one of his r&b playlists because he likes the romantic atmosphere it creates. xiaojun holds both of your hands in his hands during the whole makeout session too :(( be sure to expect very intense eye contact from him.
hendery KNOWS what he's doing. he knows all the right buttons to push and is a playful tease too, he'll literally pull away and chuckle just as you're about to deepen the kiss. tbh i can see hendery being a biter. now you didn't hear this from me, but i feel like hendery is definitely the type to do the knee thing (iykyk) while he's marking your neck up with pretty purple bruises.
yangyang would get wayyy too excited at the idea of making out with you and practically jumps on top of you, almost bumping his forehead into yours. he would smash his lips against yours and giggle in between kisses because he just can't contain his excitement!!! pro tip: play with yangyang's hair when he's kissing you, it makes him absolutely melt into a puddle.
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hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested
xiaojun whoâs a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when heâs alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u⌠stuff like that :3 i just know heâll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too
(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 𩰠anon? if not, thatâs perfectly fine too xx)
AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy đĽ˛đ
also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe đŠ°
this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun
â nerd!xiaojun, perversion, mating press, unprotected sex
you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.
he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.
thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.
as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.
he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.
he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.
xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.
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it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.
"hey."
xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.
"hello?"
his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.
"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.
suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"
xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.
"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."
you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."
xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.
"w-what?"
"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.
"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.
"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly
xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."
"it's okay, you can say it."
"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."
you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."
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the walk to xiaojunâs house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.
a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.
you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.
as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of itâs cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.
you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.
âfuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,â you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.
xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadnât seemed to touch himself, not even once.
you giggled airily, âitâs okay, you can touch yourself.â
xiaojun shook his head quickly, âc-canât.â
you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.
âah, and whyâs that?â you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.
âi-iâll cum too quick,â xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.
âmm, s-so well behaved,â you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.
it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojunâs cock.
he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.
âshit,â he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.
âm-move, xiaojun, please,â you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.
your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojunâs mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.
you looked up at xiaojunâs face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojunâs newfound, animalistic thrusts.
âfuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!â you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojunâs navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.
it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.
âyou think about this? think about fucking me like this?â you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojunâs shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.
âfuck, s-so much,â he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, ây-you donâ even knowâŚâ
you whimpered at xiaojunâs words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.
xiaojunâs stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.
âplease let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,â he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.
you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.
suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.
a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojunâs bed catches your eye, and you canât shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.
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Here is my NCT MAIN MASTERLIST where you will find ongoing/complete series and stories.
For any of my SFW works here â NCT SFW Masterlist
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The stories are NOT actual representation of the idolsâ personalities in real life and are just works of fiction.
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wayv + types of kisses !
wayv scenario on their favorite place to kiss you
content : fluff fluff fluff
kun
forehead kisses. after a long day he'd just pull you in and give you a kiss on your forehead, holding you close to him. holds your face in his hands before kissing your forehead then your lips gently. after a movie night and you falling asleep in his arms he would bring you to bed, giving you a kiss on your forehead before you both fall asleep.
ten
hand kisses. other than this mans beautiful hands, he loves yours as well. whether its you kissing his or him kissing yours, it's his favorite spot to kiss. lovessss holding your hand, whenever you guys are out he's gonna have it held, pulling it closer to him as he gives you little pecks on the back of your palm every now and then. loves playing with your hands as well, smiling to himself when he does.
winwin
cheek kisses. i feel like he's more on the shy side when showing affection, definitely blushing every time you kiss each other. loves putting his arm around your shoulder and just kissing you on the cheek. holding your face in his hands and kissing both of your cheeks. soft giggles when you guys kiss, when you're alone he loves to keep you close to him.
xiaojun
lips. whether you're alone or with the members, you're his! doesn't care who's watching, if he wants to kiss you he'll kiss you. you know when he wants a kiss because he'll never take his eyes off you before pulling you in a giving you a peck on your lips, which usually turns into more when you guys are alone. loves to see you a blushing mess before he pulls you into a hug and kisses you once more, laughing softly when he pulls away.
hendery
collarbone kisses. every day he comes home and just wants to lay in your arms. loves when you rub his back as he just kisses your collarbone, peppering kisses over you as he shows his love for you, smiling against your skin. loves when you play with his hair while he does this as well. its never a dull moment when you're with hendery.
yangyang
neck kisses. started when he used to hug you from behind, smiling as he gave u a soft kiss on your neck. he saw how you had reacted to that, and decided to start kissing your neck more often. you'd always fold when he kissed your neck (the yangyang effect) and he would be a smiling mess when he did, even if it was just a small peck. or more when you guys were in bed.
a/n : reqs open !! NCT only, all units :3 plsplspls req. i hope u guys enjoyed this...i really enjoy writing these little scenarios <3
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hi if requests are open can i get a yangyang fic/fake texts? you do them so well <3
yangyang as your bf texts.
AUTHORâS NOTE | kind of? suggestive at the end.
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how wayv's first kiss with you would be like
pairing: wayv x reader
kun
after a romantic dinner. he drives you home from taking you to your date with him at a fancy dinner he had arranged, wanting you to show how he really loves you and would want to take the relationship into the next step. he walks you to the front porch of your house, standing near the doorstep. before he says goodbye, he says how much he enjoyed the date, and you say the same. there is a still sound of silence of him staring at you. then, he leans in to capture your lips to his. the rhythm of your mouths moving against each other is slow, but good enough for the both of you to feel the butterflies in your stomachs. he smiles at you when you pull away, and then his hand reached for your own, kissing the back of your palm before he leaves the neighborhood. kun will never forget such a memorable moment.
ten
during a game of spin the bottle. at first he laughs, staring at the empty wine bottle landing in your direction. with the rest of the players anticipating, he isn't afraid to back out. he hates being called a coward. he makes no hesitation before smashing his lips against yours. there's still the taste of alcohol both of you consumed just moments ago. besides the liquor, he also feels drunk with the way he keeps pressing his lips deeper and his tongue swiping on your bottom lip as a permission for more access. ten merely forgets the audience watching him, focusing entirely to make you feel good and pleased. when he pulls away, he gets a good view of your lips, smeared and coated with his own saliva, and lipstick smudged from the corners of your mouth. seeing you in that state gives him a satisfied look on his face, a smug creeping up from his lips.
winwin
saying goodbye to him. sicheng is given the opportunity to finally pursue the passion he loves, but it hurts him to know that he needs to leave where he already finds and calls homeâyou. both of you stand before the pane glass doorframes of the airport, sicheng's hand holds onto the handle of his luggage, while the other never leaves yours. it's all going too fast. the grip on your hand tightens. you notice the way he's trying to hold to his emotions, how hard he's trying to stifle his sobs. he feels you return the same tightness on his hand, assuring him that everything will be fine. a hand slowly creeps up to gently touch his already stained cheeks. he's going to miss you, so much. sicheng's hand clasps around the hand where you touch him, pulling it down. and there, you feel his plump lips on yours. it's trembling, and of course, it's sad. you don't tell him to stay through your reciprocation, but instead, it tells him to go, to chase what he loves.
xiaojun
acting out a kiss scene. it's the first rehearsal of the play the casts are going to act in, including the two of you. it's no surprise when both of you find out to be the leads of the play. dejun thinks that it will go as smoothly as possible, given the fact that the two of you are comfortable with each other of everything, and you think so too. as all of you are reading the script, the director reminds you of the kiss scenes, so when the actual practice came, dejun tells himself that the kiss is and only for professional purposes. he composes himself before standing in front of you with a smile. you say your lines, enunciating them word for word with feelings to embody the character as he does the same. his hands reaches for your own just like what it says on the script, and wasting no time, he plants a kiss on your lips. you don't move, but he feels his stomach doing the somersaults. all he can think about at this very moment is your soft lips, your grip on his hand tightens, your eyelashes tickling his cheeksâthen it's all gone when you pull away. looking at each other for a few seconds, a sudden fit of laughter bursts out from the two of you. both of you suppress your giggles when the director yells, telling you and dejun to stop laughing and concentrate on the script.
hendery
out of curiosity. he stares at you with a surprised expression on his face after hearing you ask how a kiss feels like. it's not like he doesn't know how to kiss someone as he had gained experiences from previous relationships, and clearly this was your first. his mind go dizzy when you ask him to kiss you. he isn't sure if it's only his mind playing him, but with a couple slaps across his face, it's not a dream. before kissing you, hendery makes sure to ask if you're still okay with the idea, never forgetting to seek for your consent. with a hand on your neck and the other to cup your cheek, your lips are on his. the lingering touch of your hands on his chest traveling around his neck causes him to smile in between the kiss. he also makes sure that you're satisfied with the kiss he shares with you, in a way that will make you feel good and relieve to know that you just had the best first kiss ever given by your own friend. hendery can't seem to sleep the following nights, replaying the scene over and over again, as he starts to fall in love with you.
yangyang
in the heat of the moment. he understands why you're mad at him for completely ruining your date with a person you recently talked to. yangyang warns you over again that the guy isn't good for you, that his background isn't something that's worth to be with. he watches you pace around the room, telling him that he has no right to deny a relationship you want to have, telling him that he should mind his own business. he couldn't do that. he knows what's best for you because he cares for your happiness. if it weren't for him, you will be trapped in a toxic unbearable relationship that might emotionally and mentally break you. what he wants for you to realize that there is one who could actually treat and love you betterâhim. yangyang grabs you by the shoulders, snapping you out. you break free from his tight grip, wanting to turn around and leave the room. that is until you feel his hand tug your arm back to face him as he finally smashes his lips against yours. the kiss is nowhere near sweet and full of passion. it's rough, lips smacking against each other, teeth scraping the skin and muscle of your tongues, and short hot breaths filling the quiet room. he's angry, you're angry, but neither of you pull away.
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dealing with xiaojunâs overbearing parents
â this is part 2, you can read part 1 here !!
a/n: i love men with prominent eyebrows oh ma lawd
fake text m.list âď¸â
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18+. mdni.
pairing: mean!xiaojun x fem!reader x mean!hendery
warnings: noncon, mention of physical violence, xiaojun is straight up cruel & hendery is kinda a himbo lol.
wc: 2k
this is part 2 of this drabble. thanks yaz for the idea <3 it's a little different from what you asked.
xiaojun takes a sip of his drink, the alcohol burning his throat as he swallows it down. he looks around, squinting his eyes at the crowd, searching for a face that would spark something in him. something new and exciting.
but no one interests him enough.
he sighs when his gaze falls on hendery, enjoying himself with some random girls on the dance floor. xiaojun can hear his laugh from here, his hand slapping one girlâs ass, whispering in the ear of the other, making both giggle.Â
it doesnât take much to entertain hendery, just some pretty girls and heâs over the moon. with how easy going he is, his popularity is not surprising. his boyish charm always has its effect on women.Â
xiaojun wishes he was as easily entertained as his best friend, but he needs more than just some sexy attire and a girl giggling at everything he says. he sees the inviting glances thrown his way, and maybe he would give in if thatâs what he was searching for, but for some reasons, tonight he wants something different, not just a hook-up.Â
and that something he will find in someone he already knows very well.Â
he spots a feminine silhouette at the bar, body wrapped in a short white dress that seems to be made of satin. she talks to a man, presumably boyfriend as he lays a protective hand on her hip, soon leaving her alone.Â
xiaojun can only see her back until she turns around with a glass in hand. the same very eyes he made tears flew from are looking straight back at him.Â
his entire mood shifts and that spark he needed so badly finally lights up in him. itâs you.Â
heâs about to stand up and leave his seat when he notices your eyes going elsewhere, staring at the crowd of people stacked on the dance floor. xiaojun follows your gaze only to realize hendery is no longer dancing, instead walking in your direction.Â
you decide to go in the opposite way, but you stop dead in your tracks as xiaojun comes up to you as well. youâre trapped.Â
you back away until you hit the edge of the bar behind you, eyes going in between the two men, having no clue on what to do or how to escape. but itâs simple; you canât escape. and hendery would like to believe this is fate, this is just how lifeâs decided to be.Â
he would be right about one thing; this is how it is and you canât do anything about it, but fate⌠no, fate isnât so cruel. it isnât so unfair.Â
hendery is the first to arrive, flashing you a sweet smile that would have melted your heart if you didnât know how mean he truly is behind closed doors.Â
âwhat a surprise,â he flirts, casually leaning his body against the bar at the same time xiaojun comes to your level.Â
they both exchange a look, their plans totally changed now that youâre here.Â
last time, they left you in their hotel room as it was the last night they were staying in. xiaojun knew they would have to leave eventually, they couldnât keep you. it was a little delusional to even consider it, but hendery has the habit to get easily attached to people. he sure gets over them fast as well, even though your case has been quite special.
your big scared eyes are looking back at him like he remembers, meaning âdonât do this to meâ. itâs something hendery canât promise, though. that wouldnât make any sense.Â
your head turns to xiaojun then to hendery again. âi came with my boyfriend. leave me alone or-â
youâre cut off by xiaojun who clasps a hand around your face, harshly pulling it toward him. he seems to always want to control your movements, to control what you see and what you say â he just wants to control everything.Â
âor what? donât threaten us now, princess,â he says sternly, âyou know better than this.â
his eyes hold all the hate in the world. he doesnât give a single fuck about your boyfriend, in fact, he has a stronger desire to take you now that a boyfriend is involved. it means having something that isnât technically his, but will be once he has his hands on you, as if curving his initials into your skin. ruin you for any other man.
âwhereâs the little boyfriend anyway? i donât see him,â hendery mocks, laughing straight in your face. how convinient for them that he decided to leave right when they noticed you. itâs meant to be, henderyâs sure of it.Â
you open your mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. maybe fate is that cruel after all.Â
your phone is buzzing incessantly, messages and calls from your boyfriend. you wish for once he wouldnât worry so much, that heâd at least drop it off for tonight.Â
this situation is too reminiscent of the last time they had you both helpless and submissive for their sick pleasure. your dad calling, and now your boyfriend, all while xiaojun is taking you from behind.Â
your front is pressed down on the bed as your legs are dangling off of it, hands holding onto the bed covers.Â
âcan you turn that shit off? that boyfriendâs gonna turn me crazy,â xiaojun groans and rolls his eyes, talking to hendery.Â
he picks up your phone from the floor, seeing almost 20 notifications all from the same number. âmy guyâs worrying to death,â hendery snickers, scrolling through the unread messages. âwe should reassure him and tell him his precious girlfriend is well taken care of.â
you canât believe they want to mess with your loved ones again. you still remember when xiaojun pressed your phone to your ear, basically forcing you to talk to your father while his friend was on top of you. you wonât forget the sickening glint he had in his eyes, like heâs never been more entertained in his life before.Â
âstop it,â you say with a weak voice, tear stained cheek laying on the mattress. you look at hendery, but he doesnât drop your phone, instead typing something on your keyboard, immediately assuming heâs sending a text to your boyfriend. âdonât! please! why are you doing this?â you cry out loudly.
but again, they choose to ignore you. the smile on henderyâs face makes you sick in your stomach, how can someone so beautiful be so heartless?Â
âgive it to me,â xiaojun asks, reaching his hand out. hendery hands it to him and he places the screen just in front of your eyes. âhow caring of him,â he coos.
you can see all the texts he sent you, asking where you are, why did you leave, if youâre with someone else, if he did something wrong, and then calling you a bunch of times.Â
but before you can see what hendery said to him, xiaojun opens your camera and starts to record a video.Â
he holds your hip with one hand, thrusting back and forth into your pussy. he films your intercourse, capturing how the translucent pearls falling from your eyes roll gracefully over your rounded cheeks to disappear into the material of the bedsheets. how pretty.Â
the back of your thighs burn at how violently he pounds into you, his skin smacking against yours, the sounds echoing in the room.Â
xiaojun leans over you, his naked chest sticking to your back, and a surprised gasp escapes your lips when he digs his teeth into your shoulder, biting you. he films it, of course, wanting the video to be as graphic as possible â so explicit that when your boyfriend will watch it, heâll burst in anger, his little ego crushed by seeing his girlfriend in the hands of another man.
his hips roll against your ass, hard cock entering your pussy and stretching your walls to the size of his girth. the amount of arousal that drips along your inner thighs embarasses you, cursing your body for reacting to his touch â to their touch.Â
he positions his lips right beside your ear, âyou like this, donât you?â he growls, sliding his cock into your wet cunt in a way that has the knot in your stomach tightening. âpoor little girl getting her slutty hole stuffed full of cock⌠how unlucky,â xiaojun whispers to you, his mean words making you sob harder. he says all of this while looking straight at the camera, knowing whoâs going to be the spectator of it.Â
he then straightens his back, resuming his brutal and harsh pace. he ends the video, passing your phone back to hendery who happily sends it to your boyfriend.Â
more long minutes pass where xiaojun moves into you back and forth, slapping your ass so hard that you still feel the trace of his hand on you. hendery has a painful hold of your hair, your head tilted to the side as he makes you suck his dick. he canât stop talking to you, calling you a bunch of names, praising your skills that you absolutely hate using as of right now.Â
you wish his words would mean nothing to you, but they will remain in your mind for a long time, replaying in your head every time a man that isnât him will touch you. you will not recover from this, and the fact that you might not find pleasure with anyone else scares you the most. this isnât how you should feel.Â
your phone is long forgotten, thrown away on the floor, nobody paying attention to it until the battery finally dies down and you donât hear any more from your boyfriend. youâre relieved, in a way, that his attempts to contact you are just useless now.Â
the night feels endless, and rightfully so, because they use you in so many ways that you canât count anymore. your energy is spent, but they donât care â not in the slightest. youâre theirs now.Â
the sun going through the blinds wakes you up, blinking your eyes open. your eyelids stick together a little bit and you feel the puffiness of your face, the results of you crying all night.Â
the first thing you see is henderyâs sleeping face, buried in your chest. you can feel his breath fanning across your skin, quiet and regular. his deep brown hair are in a mess, strands covering his forehead and eyes.Â
his big hands are laid on your waist, blood creeping up to your face when you realize that youâre naked. you forgot for a second the reason why you were brought here and with who.Â
you squirm just a little, but you canât really escape henderyâs embrace, he holds you too tightly.Â
you look up when you hear the sliding door opening and then closing, seeing xiaojun getting back inside, a cigarette in hand. he takes one last drag out of it until he crushes the end into the ashtray placed on the dresser beside him.Â
heâs dressed in a large black hoodie and grey sweetpants. when he notices your gaze on him, he smiles at you, surely the first time youâve ever seen him do it.Â
âdo you wanna take a shower?â he asks and honestly, it surprises you.
you remember waking up in an empty hotel room, only your bag and clothes laying on the floor, no trace of the men who had taken you away. but now, theyâre here, one of them cuddling you in his sleep and the other offering you to wash yourself.Â
what changed? why did they stay?
you faintly nod your head. âgreat, iâm gonna go start it then.â and xiaojun leaves for the bathroom.Â
you look around the room and catch the sight of your phone charging on the nightstand nearest to you, extending your arm to grab it without startling henderyâs slumber. you unplug it, bringing it to your face.
you rapidly unlock it and immediately go to your messaging app.Â
a big knot forms in your throat and your eyes begin to water when you read the texts from your boyfriend, breaking up with you just after the video was sent.
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WayV: Dom or Sub and their Top Kinks
Thank you so much for all the love on the 127 and Dream versions! If you haven't read them and would like to, you can find them here and here. As promised, here's WayV!
MINORS DNI!
Warnings: Smut!!! (Dom/sub themes, daddy kink, breeding kink, biting, lingerie, degradation, dacryphilia, exhibitionism, voice kink, overstimulation, mommy kink, begging, spanking, choking, praise kink)
If I missed any warnings let me know!
List is under the cut.
Kun
Soft dom usually, but if you push his buttons he gets really mean really fast
Preferred title is definitely âdaddyâ
Probably a slight breeding kink
Also likes biting because he just loves claiming you as his
Definitely has a thing for lingerie, he loves seeing his baby girl get dressed up for him
Ten
Switch
Favorite title as a dom is âmaster,â favorite names as a sub are âangelâ and âslutâ
Loves loves loves making you cry
LOVES teasing you just to watch you get desperate for him, but handles it really poorly when you return the favor
I also just KNOW that heâd be into biting, and especially loves it when you leave marks on his skin
Winwin
Incredibly sweet dom but has occasional sadistic tendencies
I feel like his preferred title would be âsir,â but I could also see him not having a preference
Go-to punishment is making you watch him get off because not only is he the biggest exhibitionist but he also loves watching you suffer (though most of the time he wonât admit it)
I feel like he would get really turned on hearing you moan too
I donât really know if this counts but he absolutely loves watching your tits bounce when he fucks you
Xiaojun
Sub-leaning switch
Preferred title when heâs in the mood to dom is âdaddy;â preferred pet names as a sub are âangel,â âsweetheart,â and âpretty boyâ
Definitelly likes overstimulating you until you cry, and likes it when you do the same to him
Literally begs to call you mommy if heâs deep enough in sub space
Begging in general is an instant turn-on
Hendery
Sub-leaning switch
Preferred title as a dom is âSir,â, preferred pet names as a sub are âsweetheartâ and âslutâ
I just know in my soul that he loves to bite you, and loves it even more when you bite him
Loves it when you spank him and will act out on purpose just for the punishment
Hit him with the choking and degradation combo and he might cum on the spot
Yangyang
Switch. Bratty as a sub, playful as a dom
Preferred title as a dom is âboss,â doesnât really have preferred pet names as a sub
Loves loves loves showing off for you either way
Both a praise and degradation kink which pops out in really fun ways
Likes choking you, LOVES when you choke him
What do you think? Feedback is greatly appreciated! Are there any other groups that you'd like to see lists like this for?
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Way V Members as Sugar Daddies
MDNI
MINORS GO AWAY
Kun
He's a bit hard to get through to at first IMO
When he says sugar daddy he means money in exchange for accompanying him to events
he's so strict with himself that he really doesn't allow it to get past that.
That's all it is for a few months yk?
until you express that it seems a bit weird because you were definitely expecting more...
And Kun like the damn provider he is
gives you just that...more
but definitely explains to you that he's a possessive little shit.
good pu$$y turns a perfectly sane man in to a mad man pt.1
he's mad asf for youuuu
now that s3x is involved this man SPOILSSSSSSS you
way more than he was doing prior
which seems a bit impossible because babyyy you were getting bagsssss
he's so strict too like he makes it clear that you belong to him
period.
istg at some point he graduates from sugar daddy to husband
you want a spontaneous trip to some crazy rich island? ok, no problem
you want a bag that costs way too much money? he'll get you that in the next 2 hours
also...don't let that cute smile fool you, the man is a menace.
"Can't believe I deprived myself of this pretty c*nt" he thrusts inside you so slow...dangerously slow
"That's right baby Daddy's right here to give you everything you need"
Ten
Maam.
he gets right to it. lmaooo
Tells you that he needs you to accompany him to events and asks you if you're ok with other "stuff"
duhhh
first off the chemistry between y'all is AMAZINGGG
We all know this man loves fashion so having the latest designer pieces is a given
what starts off as a lil service after events
blooms into something more
very protective of you
baby he doesn't play about you or the custom diamonds he put around your neck. TRUST!
compared to before the relationship bloomed the s3x between you two was rather respectful?...yh that's the word
now?
LMAOOOOO
he rips that shit off youuu
President of the "I'll just buy you a new one" club
it's rough btw unlike Kun, Ten is rough and occasionally enjoys it when you're on top
hehe
"fuck...I'd choose this pu$$y over diamonds any day"
Winwin
See how pretty this man is?
yeah he's gonna make sure you're even prettier than him
Literally bathes you in expensive shit.
SPOILLS you omggg
it's worrying sometimes
to the point where the bank calls him
asking if he's aware that there is a concerning amount of money leaving his account
From head to toe it's luxuryyyyy
the s3x is good....just good
I'm sure I've said this before but Winiwn strikes me as someone who just gets to it.
not too rough not too gentle yk?
its just right
he does like when you wear that little diamond collar he got you when he's ball deep inside you though
he's strictly sugar daddy btw
I think he'd prefer that
Xiaojun
if you manage to pull him and keep him you're one lucky mf
this man moves through sugar babies like the days of the week
He likes the thrill of it all imo
yes he'll spoil you
but you better make sure the pleasure you give him is worth the 100k he just splurged
"C'mon now princess, Daddy knows you can do way better than that" he whispers teasingly as your body trembles from exhaustion and overstimulation
he likes to be kept on his toes
and you keep surprising him
your bills are paid and you're getting f*cked dumb
and he has the prettiest girl to spoil and break
It's a win-win honestly
Hendery
he's so sweet at first omlll
yes he dotes on you and all that jazz
but you guys actually become friends yk?
he's a whole gentleman
never crossing the line
just kind and attentive
gets you WHATEVER you want
and mean ANYTHING
nothing is out of reach for his baby
he just expects you to behave
but what's the fun in that?
let him catch you trying to buy things with your own money
or some shit like that
you are DONEE
when he f*cks you
he ensures that you merge with the mattress
takes "fuck you into the mattress" literally
ass up face down supremacy
do not play with him like that.
"Move your hand baby, I told you actions have consequences"
Yang Yang
This mf is just horny
lmaooo
very possessive oml
and not in the mature way like Kun or the gentlemanly way like Hendery
but possessive like a damn child
you go to parties together and he doesn't want you talking for anybody else too long
look at him and only him
the fucker got you a carrier bracelet with his name embedded into it
and told you to wear it at all times
for the most part, he's harmless
extremely touchy-feely
controls his urges well though
unless you're fucking around too much
then he has to show you why you should just let him be
it's fast and hard
I'm so serious
This MF can go roundsss
because he's desperate asf
BABY TRAPPING CENTRAL
"Such a fuckin' tease. let's see how much teasing you'll do when I swell you up hm?"
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