Summary: Everyone watching thinks he is someone who remains fierce with the same charisma and is nonchalantly cool every time he steps off the stage behind the closed door. But have you ever heard that men change dramatically when they're sick?
Pairing: Jooyeon x fem.reader
Genre: fluffffff college!au
(omg omg omg i just love jooyeon so much i'd die for him million billion trillion quadrillion qu- times,,, my pookie baby uchuchuuu)
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'I want some more I want some more yeah'
The song continue to blast through the girl's pink cat eared headphone loudly. Eyelids dropped slightly, the bright lights from her laptop reflected against her face because she turned off the lamp as she struggled her eyes open with her hand supported her head.
One emptied cup of americano, a song that never runs out of an energy in every chorus failed to keep her up, instead it becomes her lullaby.
You were already on your last phase of college and sure will be graduating in next year. And it becomes a habit, stay up all night, chasing deadlines while chasing your group mates to send you the work they have done before merging it into one.
A yawn escaped your mouth as you sat straight against your chair, stretching your back and rubbed your eyes. Realizing it was already nearing three a.m in the morning and pretty sure you were barely awake.
It was also the tenth time you lifted your phone to check, when that one specific person has disappeared for three days straight without replying to your messages or even sending you his work for group assignment.
You sighed, accidentally slammed your laptop with too much force because the way he suddenly vanished without telling you anything pissed you off. You pulled off your cat eared headphone, the one he gave you last Christmas as a gift. Throwing yourself into your bed and knocked out easily in five seconds.
And of course you'd already come back in your previous position in front of your laptop when the sun is up eight in the morning. With a frown and a slight pout drew in your face, you have no choice but taking over his part of the task because the deadline would be at eleven.
A sudden buzz through your phone caused you to stop slamming the laptop's keyboard as you quickly lifted your phone to see. Hoping it was a message from him but insteadβ
Joo's μλ§
(Joo's Mom)
: Are you seeing Jjo lately? He doesn't reply to my messages for two days. I'm kinda worried about him,, last time he told me that he has a terrible headache. Jjo cried on the phone..
"God.." The message from his mother successfully caused you to let a big sigh and immediately rubbing your temple.
Jooyeon, you were friends with him for about three years. You both shared the same class several times just like this semester. He was such a sweet boy back then in freshman year. You remember he used to carry his guitar case everywhere around because he auditioned for the campus band on the day he stepped his foot on the front gate.
Ended up hired as a vocalist who plays bass, enjoyed how the audience screamed for him everytime he is on the stage, bewitched by his charm. How his-now-longer hair blew by the wind beautifully, how his eyebrows furrowed everytime he sings, how he delivered the emotions through the lyricsβ which you understand why he got those endless confession from boys and girls everytime he walked off the stage.
Both of you kinda matched each other freaks. He was such a goofy-ahh-guy and you were the one who easily cried everytime you laughs. Watching him grew up chasing his passion from a cute boy in a slight long hair until he transform into a full long haired blonde-ethereally looking kind of guy always makes your heart twitches.
Joo's μλ§
(Joo's Mom)
β replied
: We ate lunch together on Monday, haven't met him ever since. Also he left me on read once, and then he vanished. Should I be worried and check on him eomma?
But at the end, no matter how he looks, no matter how much he grew, he was still such a sweet boy from freshman year everyone be worried about when he disappeared. You sighed for 6251634th times, managed to finish the group assignment and click the submit button right away. It was very unusual about him. Even if he's busy chasing his passion, college stuff always comes first.
You took a quick shower right away, grabbing your purse and phone before heading out to the bus stop. It took around fifteen minutes ride into his apartment. You climbed the stairs in a quick steps, eyes focusing on the phone as you dialed his.
"Joo," You found yourself banging on his door, ringing the doorbell but it was no use.
"Joo are you even alive bro," You swept up the door lock, typing 1225 as the keycode but it showed access denied. "Motherfβ since when he changed the code,"
You tried to type his birthday, the first fourth digits of his number, last digit, first fourth digits of his mother's, random number 0000 but it still won't open. "Fuck it!"
"Lee Jooyeon!!" Your palm slamming into the door loudly. Sighed in defeat and resting your forehead against it.
"Youβ woman! The hell is wrong with you? Your voice woke the entire building!" You snapped your head up to the voice. It was the residence beside him. A man probably in his early forties.
"Ohβ I'm sorry," You quickly bowed to him. And when you were about to say one more thing, he shut his door loudly from inside. "Great."
"Joo your mom is gonna kill me," You mumbled tiredly with your forehead on his door, trying one last luck as you typed your birthday on the keypad.
"Ohβ?" As the door unlocked, you straightened your position. Shrugging before quickly stepped inside.
It was painfully quiet, but you were surprised it was neat as well. You walked into the small kitchen, spotting a half emptied shin ramyeon in a cup along with a half emptied cola beside it. Curtains opened all the way, seemed like he didn't bother to close it at night.
You placed the glass on the sink, throwing the ramyeon into the trashcan before you headed into his room. The door was slightly ajar, but it seemed like he didn't roam around recently because the house feels cold.
Pushing the door open slowly, and there he was. Curled up inside his favorite blanket from his mother, along with his favorite brown fleece jacket. You could tell he was sleeping, but maybe not in his best sleep because you noticed sweats decorated his face, hair sticking out into his forehead as his lips slightly parted, eyebrows furrowed together.
"Joo," You approached him slowly, tapping his upper arm in order to wake him up. But as expected, he didn't stir at all.
You bow down slightly, in order to get a better look. Softly putting your palm against his forehead and brushing the hair off his face. "I wonder if he drank any medicine,"
So you walked back outside, rolling your feet down the stairs and heading into the convenience store. Snatching an instant porridge for him and for yourself without a second thought, not forgetting the medicine.
The time you were back into his kitchen, you quickly boiled the water. Preparing the porridge as you tore it open. Immediately halting yourself when you were about to pour the dried vegetables like he'd already telling you to stop. Even if its a small one, he still doesn't want to eat it.
It brought a smile to your lips, slightly shaking your head as you poured the boiled water slowly into the bowl for you and him. His bowl was bland, pure white without nothing compared to yours with the dried vegetables. You were thinking about boiled an egg as well for him but seeing his condition, you know damn well he didn't want to eat anything, actually.
"Joo," You stepped on his room once again. He was still on the same position, unmoving, but now he looked like a bit relaxed.
"Jooβ" Hesitantly tapping on his arm, you bit your lips slightly. Feeling both heavy against your heart to wake the poor guy but he also had to eat and take his medicine in order to feel better.
"Eiβ such a sleepy head," You decided to crouched down a bit, tapping lightly on his cheek and it successfully woke him up as his eyelids flutter slowly. "Jooβ ahkβ"
The next second happened so fast, the startled guy caught your wrist, pulling you down into the mattress as he locked both of your wrist against his larger palm. "Ohβ Cheyβ thank God you found me!"
The guy really looks like he wasn't on his best shape. Eyes looks a little droopy, hair sticking out in every direction. Jooyeon released you from his grip, plopped down back into his side as he pulled you into his embrace. Even using his legs to lock you in. "I feel so sick.. I predicted this afternoon will be my time of deathβ"
"My throats hurts, my nose clogged, my head feels like its gonna blew up in any second," The guy sulking and protested, murmuring into your shoulder.
Meanwhile for you, you found yourself took an inhale, shutting your eyes before opening it again to take a look at their position where he locked you in. "Stop being dramatic and eat your medicine. I've prepared it for you,"
"Mmhmnoo," Jooyeon shook his head in your shoulder, only for him to tighten his grip on your body.
"Joo come on. You are burning hot here get off meβ God," You grasped his shoulder, pushing him off gently, causing the guy to lets out a groan and finally lay down on his back. And you quickly use the chance to stand up.
"Jooβ" You nearly laughed, seeing him sprawled out on his bed, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling like he did really predicted his time of death will be on this afternoon. "It just a flu. You act like you get cancer! Come on princess,"
You tried to pull him up by his hand, but it was no use because he refused. "I should really be writing my last song for eommaβ"
"Lee Jooyeon!" This time, you finally laughed. "You are not going to die from a fluβ or at least right nowβ or this afternoon,"
After several attempt to get him up, he managed to obeyed her. Now sitting in his chair at the small dining table, eating painfully slow as he zooned out several times with his hand supporting his head. Jooyeon make sure to tie his hair half up before eating, and not forgetting to left out his fleece jacket as well.
Joo's μλ§
(Joo's Mom)
: β Chey new message
[picture]
I fed him π
You pulled the chair on the other side and joined him to eat your own porridge. Taking the time to savoring the taste after one scoop because you just had to taste this brand for now.
"I have to perform on Monday. But I don't think I can sing," Jooyeon started to ramble again in between the spoon on his mouth. His droopy eyes meeting yours.
You chuckled, looking how soft, adorable and kind of looking like a kicked up puppy he is when he wasn't on stage. "Jungsu will take your part. Jiseok or Osumi also a great vocalist,"
"But the band is nothing without me. This is the death of a rockstar..." He leaned back on his chair, closing his eyes as if he accepted his fate for the last time until he straightened his position abruptly when he noticed you pushed your chair back and rustling towards the bathroom.
"Cheyβ" Jooyeon called out, immediately followed her into the bathroom as his ear caught her vomiting.
The guy stood behind her in a second, his too-warm presence enveloped her. Gently brushing her hair back and hold it between his grasp. Softly massaging the back of her neck to help her. "Aren't you supposed to be taking care of a sick person, thats why you came here? Why are you the one who vomiting?"
You didn't answer, your knuckles turning white as you gripped the sink too tight. Your stomach hurts, eyes got watery when you vomited. This is not the first time your body reacts when you stay up all night for too long. Maybe Jooyeon will be the one who lives longer than you, you thought.
Jooyeon shut his mouth. The sight successfully made his heart ache a little. Seeing someone he cared for in pain, he just didn't like the idea of it. "Sorry could you pass me the mouthwash?"
Didn't need to be told twice, he snatched the mouthwash and handed it to her quicky. You rinse your mouth several times, not really pay attention to his act when he actually pulled his hair tie off, gently brushing your hair from the front, gather it into one and using his hair tie to tie it up in a messy bundle.
"This is because you put the dried vegetables on it," Said Jooyeon as he cringed at the thought of it.
You couldn't help but chuckled, gently splashing the water into your face. "I'm not you Joo,"
"Could it be the sign of an early pregnancy?" Jooyeon blurted out, his face was dead serious that it makes you to stop splashing the water into your face and looked back at his direction where he already stepped back to gave you some space.
"And who would the father be? You?" You raised one of your eyebrow to him. But he is just the goofy-ahh-Lee Jooyeon from the beginning, no matter how he looks or no matter how his head caught up in a fever so you actually expected his answer.
"Wellβ I wouldn't mind," He finally laughed, shrugging while putting both of this hand in the air. The answer brought a smile to your lips, couldn't help but splashing him some water as you shook your head.
"Come here," The guy stretched out his arms, an invitation for you to come. You sighed in defeat, throwing yourself into his embrace as you hooked your arms behind his waist, nuzzling into his chest.
Jooyeon is really a touchy person to the one he trusted. You, his band mates, and his mother of course. "You shouldn't get sick Chey,"
"I'm not. Maybe because the lack of sleep. You forgot your assignment, Joo," You tiredly let out a sigh, closing your eyes in his chest. Tightening your embrace against his waist.
But her words caused him to tense, pushing both of her shoulder only for him to react too much. "Oh shitβ right I forgot. Do we still have time?"
You just innocently glanced up, shaking your head softly, meeting his eyes. "Broβ I am sorry. Reallyβ I shouldn'tβ"
You rolled your eyes immediately, grasping both of his wrist before he rambled too far. "I did your work. Only for this time just because you are sick," You squinted your eyes at him, pointing out into his face.
"For real? I really thought you erased my name!!" Jooyeon laughed loudly, raising his hands in the air with his signature rockstar sign, tongue sticking out as his face lit up for the first time in the day.
You grasped his larger palm and dragged him back outside into the kitchen without any further questions. "Drink your medicine please, Jooyeon."
"Alright ma'am," His face dropped again just like when she first saw him earlier. The guy had no choice but obeyed as they continue to eat the porridge in silence.
You scoop another bite, eyes watching him eat with such a frustration because it turned out he didn't like the taste of the porridge remembering how picky he is when it comes to what he ate.
You knew this guy for three years, always wondering how many years you will spend with him more in the future. Wondering who you'll end up with, who he'll end up with, how long his hair will be, how good he'll be at growling and singingβ
"What?" Jooyeon catches you staring, immediately brushing his hair back as he straightened his position, throwing his spoon away into the bowl. "Its funny for you huh,"
Summary: Renting a cabin in the woods has always been your teenage dream. At first, itβs everything you hoped for, and you love the serene atmosphere. But when you discover that the handsome owner lives nearby, things take a dark turn. His close company transforms from cozy to terrifying, leaving you with the unsettling realization that this might be your last check in with any rented cabin.
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Genre: suspense, thriller
Warning: Noneβ not yet HAHA
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββThe sun is slowly setting in the background, casting a warm, golden light that adds to the view as you twisted the wheel carefully, following the road that will lead to her destination. The trees are adorned with vibrant colors, as their leaves have turned to hues of red, orange, and yellow.
A smile finds its way into your lips, secretly appreciating yourself for the previous years of hardwork and now you are finally able to take some days off. Renting an air bnb in the middle of the woods in autumn was your teenage dream. You were no longer a teenager but those dreams haven't faded even for a bit.
You were actually planning to go with your best friend but she had to fly home all of sudden because of her mom being hospitalized. And you think that you would be just fine alone, or it will be even better to be alone, drowning in the peacefulness that the woods offered.
Your eyes gazed into your phone that was attached into the dashboard. The maps showed you were already on your last turn and you will arrive at the destination soon. A cozy cabin finally gets into your eyesight. You smiled, quickly parked your car and made sure it was the right one because you drove past another cabin earlier.
You shrugged then. Decided to step out and take the luggage out before you walked into the porch. The cabin was just as cozy as it appeared in the pictures on the apps. The wood exterior had a rustic charm, and the windows were framed by a warm light from inside. As you typed in the passcode lock, you noticed the sturdy structure and the well-maintained details of the building. Making sure that you definitely won't regret this short escape.
As you entered the cabin, you were immediately struck by the cozy atmosphere that enveloped the space. The scent of the woods filled the air, and a sense of peace settled over. Moving further into the back of the cabin, you noticed a door which likely led outside. A frown appeared on your temple as you were a bit hesitant.
Then you decided to unlocked it, and was greeted by the sight of a spacious back porch, providing a splendid view of the nearby lake. The lake's tranquil waters shimmered under the soft autumn's sunlight, creating a serene and picturesque setting. You smiled and decided to turn back inside.
A soft exhale escaped your lips, thinking that you will lay your body first into the mattress for a bit before taking a bath. With the suitcase gripped between your fingers, you entered the bedroom. And it was super cozy as well as you threw your body up the mattress.
You felt a rush of relaxation as the softness of the bed welcomed. You closed your eyes, currently savoring the comfort when you suddenly jolted awake by the sound of a rustle coming from the bathroom. Instantly, you were on high alert, her heart racing as you focused on your ears to listen for any other sounds.
Deciding to check, you got up, holding your phone tightly in your clenched fist. Approaching the bathroom door, you twisted the knob and pushed it open, your eyes widening in shock at the sight that greeted you. There was a manβ inside.
"Shitβ who are you?" You found yourself asked him in curse as you quickly stepped back with your phone clutched tightly into your beating chest.
There was a man, looking slightly taller than yourself. A wrench spotted on his grip which caused your mind to tell your body in a high alert. "Ohβ sorry. I was notified that someone would come and rent the place soon because I heard from the last person who comes here that the water heater wasn't working properly."
He was wearing a dark green sweater, the sleeves rolled up to his elbow, hair looking like he just came out from the showerβ or could be a sweat as well because he said he repaired the water heater. you were just about to speak when your mouth went slightly open but he was faster than you to deliver his words. "I'm the owner of the cabin. The name is Baekhyunβ you can check on the apps."
The manβ Baekhyun, smiled. As you opened the apps on your phone and checked the information about him, you could feel his gaze on falls upon you, steady and patient. Your heart pounded in your chest as your eyes scanned his details, your mind already racing with the worst-case scenarios.
But then, a wave of relief washed over you as you realized that the information matched β it was really him. The air BnB even provided pictures, which confirmed his identity. You let out a shaky exhale, trying to calm your nerves. "Thankβ thank you.."
He completely emerged from the bathroom and moved past her, his footsteps silent on the wooden floor. "My pleasure. Its nothing actually," The man chuckled softly, "If there's something or if you need anything let me know. I live in the first cabin you passed along the way here."
"Oh.." You nodded your head and it answered your curiosity about the previous cabin, to be honest.
"I'll see you around then," With that, he left the bedroom and made his way out of the cabin, shutting the door behind him. As soon as you heard the door clicked shut, you were alone. You let out another sigh as you threw yourself back to bed and closed your eyes again, trying to let yourself calm down a little.
# This was originally a oneshot as usual but I think it's gonna be too long so I split it up into several parts. Also this was originally a oneshot for Halloween as well but it's too long for a oneshot haha.Β
For the genre and warning, I will put it in more detail in every chapter. Enjoy!
Summary: A baffling series of recent deaths has sent shockwaves through the city, as the mystery continues to terrify the public. Conspiracy theorists speculate that the culprit wasn't human, spreading fear through their chilling speculation.
Little did you know, you would soon find yourself being his next target, which securely got you wrapped around his fingers.
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Genre: suspense, baekhyun is a sexy, possessive vampy π€«
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββAnother busy day is approaching before it finally hits the weekend. The street has been busy since the morning as the temperature is dropping down, indicating that summer comes to an end. Some people could be seen walking quickly, their steps deliberate and hurried. Eyes occasionally glancing down at their wrists, afraid that they will not make it on time to their workplace.
And among the sea of passersby, no one seems to notice a non-human existence was currently lurking for his daily meal, blending perfectly with them. The city is in a state of terror in the start of fall, caused by his existence. The police reveal that the corpses discovered display similar characteristics, including being extremely pale and having the blood drained from their bodies.
The news causes the residents to be on high alert, but there is also a growing number of conspiracy theorists online who claim that a blood-sucking monster is responsible for the murders. They even air a live stream every night in an attempt to catch the killer. The internet is filled with speculation and debate, with some people genuinely believing in the existence of such a creature while others dismiss it as nothing more than a myth.
The blood-sucker himself smiled softly, walking in the opposite direction with his head high as the people rushing towards their destination. Baekhyun dressed in his usual attire, this time he styled his hair nicely with his forehead revealed. Fingers clutching the book which hides a razor blade tucked perfectly inside to test his meal.
While mundanes have a limited sense of smell, his was otherwise. He could detect more than just a general scent, he could pick up the aroma of fresh flowing blood. People walk past him, but he hasn't come across someone whose scent stirs up his desire. His senses are alert, looking for that sweet scent that would awaken his deepest cravings.
Until when he walked past a coffee shop, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet, mundanes scent flared the man's nostrils. He took a deep breath, involuntarily closing his eyes as he inhaled the intoxicating fragrance. His desire was immediately ignited, and his eyes snapped open as he quickly scanned the group of people about to pass him by. It was the scent of a woman that had caught his attention.
And here you were, walking in hurried steps as you struggled to make it to work on time. A pair of earbuds attached into your ears, providing a distraction from the anxiety that often gripped you due to the heavy traffic by blasting your favorite playlist. As you hastened along, losing in your own thoughts and the music playing in your ears, you accidentally collided with someone walking in the opposite direction.
Your hurried steps and the unexpected impact caused one of your earbuds to slip out of your ear, and when you bent down to grab it, your eyes noticed a trickle of blood seeping from your wrist. "Oh shitβ you're bleeding"
The voice of a man you had collided with came to your ear, and before you could even react, he quickly grabbed your wrist and attached his mouth to it with a light suction. The unexpected action caused you to freeze in place, the sounds of the bustling street and the music fading into the background as people walked without paying attention.
You finally snapped out of your daze and hastily pull your hand back, apologizing for your hurried steps. "SorryβI'm in a hurry," you mumbled, feeling embarrassed and still overwhelmed by the situation.
But before you could even wonder how your wrist got the small cut, the man quickly shut off your thoughts, as if he knew what you were about to ask. "Sometimes paper can cut through the skin like a sharp knife. I apologize"
Baekhyun lifted his book, the edge of its paper now stained with a bit of your blood. He lowered his head slightly, offering an apology for causing you any discomfort. You nodded slowly in acknowledgment, silently accepting his apology before putting your earbud back in and continuing on your way. Shaking your head, tried to shrug off the strange encounter of his behavior.
Meanwhile the man remained in place, blue eyes watching your figure walk away. His grip on the book tightened until his knuckles turned white, almost crumbling the pages with his inhuman strength. He stood there, completely still as passersby bustled around him.
His heart pounded with a fierce desire coursing through his veins, the memory of her sweet blood and tantalizing scent lingering on his tongue. The taste awakened a desire within him, and he found himself replaying the same sentence over and over in his mind - he had to get you in his arms.
Baekhyun spent the day consumed by his thoughts about the taste of your blood, which seemed to linger in his mouth longer than he imagined it would. He retreated to the sanctuary of his mansion, hidden away somewhere in the city.
In his chair, he leaned back with eyes closed, feet propped upon the table, his heeled shoes tapping against the glass surface. Baekhyun struggled to control the growing hunger and intense yearning that consumed his own, his mind constantly replaying the moment he had tasted your blood.
"I have never tasted such a delicious one like you.." He whispered to himself, his thumb gently tracing his lips, gently gliding over the sharp points of his canines. It was a constant challenge for the man to keep his fangs hidden every time he ventured out, and it was quite a discomfort.
As the night crept over the city, Baekhyun had effortlessly discovered where you live. He now stood outside your apartment building, his hands idly tucked into his pockets calmly. His icy blue eyes glinted in the dim light as they scanned upwards, locking onto the high floor where you resided while the street lay hushed and quiet, as most mundanes had retired to their beds in search of their daily rest.
Despite his ability to take the direct route through the air, Baekhyun actually loves to do mundane things. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for your floor, quietly twirling a red lollipop in his mouth as he did so.
His once perfectly neat hair was now loose, slightly concealing his forehead, and he donned his favorite black silk dress shirt to meet his special guest. Several buttons were artfully unbuttoned, revealing a tantalizing view of his sculpted chest with a glimmering silver necklace hanging from his neck.
With purposeful strides, Baekhyun stepped out of the elevator and made his way down the hallway before halted in front of your door. The intensity of your scent grew stronger, filling his senses and stirring his desire to feed. He inhaled deeply, followed by a soft sigh. The man gripped the handle, gently prying the door open, trying his best not to make too much sound.
The sweet and intoxicating scent that greeted him as the door swung open sent a subtle dizzying sensation through Baekhyun's senses. He stepped inside, closing the door silently behind him, not bothering to remove his shoes. However, his steps were abruptly halted when he stepped on somethingβ a pair of men's shoes. His expression darkened slightly.
"Ah fuck..." An intense wave of jealousy washed over him at the thought of you belonging to someone else. The sheer idea of a mere mundane having the privilege of holding a sweet precious human being like you ignited a fire of possessiveness in his heart.
But Baekhyun's uncertainty began to linger, he could only detect your sweet scent wafting through the room. There was no trace of anyone else, nor the scent emanating from the pair of shoes. He frowned then, finally taking another step further as he deliberately tossed his lollipop into the pair of shoes, shrugging his shoulder.
As Baekhyun walked through the living room, his feet automatically stopped by its own as the corner of his eyes caught a small photo frame sitting on the table. The man backtracked, making sure of what he just saw.
He crouched down then, picking up the frame and letting out an irritated frown as he eyed the photo. It showed a photo of you, kissing a man's cheek that he had never encountered before. And without thinking twice, Baekhyun walked into the glass door which leads to the balcony, throwing the frame away into the night air.
Baekhyun let himself settle on the couch as the moon lights illuminating his features. Attempting to soothe his growing anger because he feared he might completely lose control once he saw you.
Several minutes ticked by as the night deepened, and Baekhyun finally eased the door open, quietly entering your bedroom. The sweet fragrance of your presence hung heavily in the air, and he found himself smiling at the peaceful sight of you asleep.
Your soft lips were slightly parted, and the hem of your nightgown had ridden up slightly, revealing a glimpse of your creamy thigh. The blanket was bunched up around your waist, picturing an innocence and vulnerability, just the way he liked it.
He observed the small bandage on your wrist as a slight of guilt fluttering in his chest for causing you any discomfort earlier. The man quietly approached your sleeping form, softly seating himself on bed beside you. He delicately touched your cheek with his knuckles, the cool metal of his rings slightly brushed over your skin.
Slowly, he gently moved your hair, exposing the smoothness of your neck, the veins beneath the skin now fully visible. His icy blue eyes are fixated on the sight, the veins pulsing as if calling him to come closer. Out of his control, his tongue involuntarily grazed over his sharp canines, anticipating the taste he longed for since the beginning he met you.
Feeling the bed dip slightly and a gust of cool air brushed against your exposed neck, you stirred from your peaceful sleep. Your eyes fluttered open as a small frown formed in your forehead. Confusion flashed through your mind as you gradually saw the presence of someone sitting on the bed beside you, and your eyes widened in surprise.
Your body reflexively tensed, immediately flooded with adrenaline. In a quick decision, you scooted away and leaped out of the bed, attempting to flee from the stranger, but the blanket tangled around your waist hindered your escape. Causing you to stumble and let out a yelp before falling heavily into the ground. The impact of the fall sent a jolt of pain through your body, leaving you momentarily disoriented and vulnerable.
"Fuck.." A soft curse slipped past your lips as you lay on the floor, eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to bear with the pain that go straight up through your body.
"I'm not responsible for that. You did that to yourself" He taunted, his voice dripping with a hint of mockery as his slight chuckle filled the air. You gasped, eyes widening as a pointed shoe suddenly appeared in your line of sight, not knowing his movement.
Despite the lingering pain from the fall, you hastily pushed yourself up, scooting back until you felt the solid frame of the bed press against your lower back. Your heart thumped loudly within your chest, the sound echoing in your ears as your eyes widened with terror.
The ethereal moonlight streaming through the window enhanced his appearance, highlighting every sharp angle, emphasizing his otherworldly beauty, giving you a clearer view of himself.
He approached you with deliberate steps, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he purposely revealed his sharp canines. The sight of his fangs sent a chill down your spine, and your body tensed involuntarily as you pressed further into the solid frame of the bed, attempting to create as much distance between the two of you as possible.
Baekhyun chuckled softly as he lowered himself to a crouching position in front of you. "Yeah, it's been me all along," he confirmed, his icy gaze fixed on you in his droopy stares.
"Don't kill me" Your voice trembled as you whispered your plea, a single tear that escaped and rolling down your cheek as the fear etched on your pretty face.
"No, sweetheart. Trust me, I won't." His voice was steady and soft as he responded. He reached his hand out, gently wiped the tear away from your cheek with the knuckles of his fingers. His gesture alone carried a mix of comfort and an underlying possessiveness.
"What makes you to make up the lie about the shoes and the pictures?" Baekhyun inquired further, his fingertips gently moving through your hair as he tucked it behind your ear. Your eyes were brimming with tears, silently threatening to spill over at second.
The man's gaze lingered on the small bandage around your wrist as he asked another question, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and demand. "Who has been bothering you so you have to make up such a lie, hm?"
"Is it because of me?" His touch was gentle as he lifted your wrist, softly caressing the bandage with his thumb. Baekhyun lifted his head, his intense gaze locking onto your own frightened one as he firmly declared, "I'll protect you from now on. You're safe with me."
With a swift but deliberate movement, he peeled the small bandage from your skin, causing the hidden wound to be exposed once more. Fresh blood trickled out, bringing a wince of pain to your face as your body instinctively reacted to the sudden sensations.
Silent tears rolled down your cheeks, a mixture of pain and helplessness filled you as you realized the extent of your own fragility. Your zero attempts to pull your hand away from his grasp only served to highlight how powerless you truly were in this moment.
Baekhyun tightened his grip on your wrist, deliberately applying pressure to the open wound. Fresh blood welled up from the cut once more, and a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. Without hesitation, he swiped his thumb through the blood, coating it in your own blood.
His actions were deliberate and slow as he smeared your own blood across your lower lips with his thumb. Baekhyun's watchful gaze followed the path of his thumb, his eyes intently focused on the way the blood spread across your lips with his mouth slightly agape.
Blue eyes filled with an intense look as he observed the crimson liquid coating your lips. After a moment, he slowly pulled his thumb away, leaving your lips stained with a hint of crimson.
Your mind was frozen in shock as you struggled to comprehend his bold action. The tears continued to well up in your eyes, a clear sign of terror showed on your face. You desperately shook your head, silently pleading with him to stop, but he seemed to completely ignore your silent plea. Baekhyun moved his head closer, closing the distance between the two of you until he leaned in, his cold breath now falling upon your skin.
The man then lunged forward, pressing his lips firmly against yours. A deep, guttural growl rumbled within his chest, finally giving in to the craving that had consumed him throughout the day. His eyelids fluttered shut as he cherished the moment.
He shifted one hand to cradle the back of your head, holding you firmly against him as the kiss deepened. His tongue eagerly explored your mouth, ensuring that no trace of the precious blood was left behind as he savored the metallic taste.
Your fingers tightly grasping the blanket laying beneath you, tears keep silently streaming down your face as you struggled to process the conflicting mix of terror and inexplicable feelings that consuming you.
He finally pulled away ever so softly, his icy gaze held your's tear-filled in captivity, locking you in place. "Forget everyone but meβ anyone else will be boring"
"Don't you ever look back to someone else, alright?" Each word he whispers brushed lightly against your lips, sending a shiver down your spine. And you find yourself nodded your head helplessly, realizing the way he had cast a spell over you.
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