→ Vampire!Taehyung x reader
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A/N: FIRST OF ALL, I’d like to say the biggest thank you to all of you for being so patient with me! I’ve pushed off this update for WAY too long, and believe me when I say that I’ve felt so horrible that it has taken me five thousand years to post this. Writers block mixed with school and my own wild life has made for a busy couple of weeks, but it’s finally done! Anyways, enough of my rambling, please enjoy this update.
Also, the next part will be the final chapter, so please bear with me as it may take me a little longer to write that. (I am also open to writing an epilogue or scenarios with vamp Taehyung, so please send me ideas/input!)
Warnings: Hospital/sickness, but mostly happy and fluffy!
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Things felt different now.
It had seemed like an eternity while the two of you were sitting on the grass in the clearing, Taehyung’s head placed in the crook of your neck while you held his broken form. No words were exchanged when you finally picked yourselves up off the ground, your hands intertwined as you glanced once more at the tomb of the vampire’s murdered mother.
He had sighed then, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he gazed at the stone, and he closed his eyes before lowering his head in a bow.
You wondered what he had said to her in his mind in that moment.
Then you had walked back to the mansion together, the only sounds the crunching of your shoes on fallen leaves, and the morning birds’ coos.
Taehyung was still deep in thought as you entered his mansion again, the whole aura of his home feeling that much more lonely as you followed him through the back entrance, the weight of his past heavy on your mind.
He had been fighting these demons for so long.
You hadn’t been sure of what to say, his words had shocked you, his bitter past had been on both of your minds as he paused, and you had crossed your hands in front of you, staring blankly at his back.
“I feel guilty that I made you start your day on such a macabre note.” He had said, his voice back to its usual depth, but you could tell he was exhausted. Completely emotionally spent.
You furrowed your brows, hearing the soft note of regret in his tone, “Taehyung, you don’t need to feel—“
He had raised a hand in signal for you to stop talking, his back still facing you, “I think.” He paused, “I think I need to have a moment to rest.”
And with that, he had left, slinking back into his room and leaving you alone.
You sighed, halting your movements on the table you were cleaning today, the morning sun streaming through the windows.
He was always on your mind now, and he hadn’t come of out his room since yesterday. You doubted he had gotten even a wink of rest. Of course, knowing the vampire, he would be thinking.
You respected his space, but the itch you had gotten to reach out to him was nearly too hard to ignore.
Taehyung had told you of his past, his mother, his darkest demons that were persistent in haunting him. You had seen the weight lifted off of his shoulders when he had told you of that night long ago, you could hear the relief in his voice, when he had his nose pressed into your hair, thanking you.
So why was he so distant again?
It perplexed you to know end, after all, it seemed the vampire had trusted you, he had broken down in front of you, displaying his weakness that he had spent so many years masking.
You buffed the dark wood, biting your bottom lip.
Just when you thought you had broken through to the very core of the vampire, he presented another layer of complexity, another wall that he had fortified, and it seemed you were back at square one, the man leaving you in confusion and concern.
Something squirmed in your chest, a feeling that had been budding over your time living with him. You tried desperately to shove it down just a little bit, to mute it as to not complicate your life further.
But feelings were feelings, and you weren’t an idiot.
You were falling for him.
Or perhaps you had already fallen, perhaps you had already fallen into the void that was Kim Taehyung and there was no escape.
It certainly felt like that.
Yes, he was beautiful, a downright stunning creature, and he was terrifying. You knew he had always tried to scare you off, you nearly slipped into the darkness of his irises every time you looked into them, but somehow, it only made you think about him more.
He was dangerous, mysterious, a broken beautiful mess, but he was wonderfully intelligent and reflective, playfully funny and oddly caring.
Caring was a word you knew Taehyung would never label himself as, but somehow, he was. Yes, it was in particularly odd ways in which he would show this side, it was subtle. You also knew it was completely against his vampire nature.
It was in the ways he would look at you with a glimmer in his eyes, the careful touches he would leave on your arm, the lighthearted conversations you would have at dinnertime.
It was the way that he looked at you with interest, as if what you were saying was something to be listened to, your thoughts and concerns and questions answered by him easily, willingly.
Since the very beginning of your stay with him, you knew how easy it would be for him to take you, to lure you to him and drain you completely of all of your human life.
That was one thing that had always surprised you. For all of the venom in his body, he had never used it on you before that day in the library, he had never touched you, had never snuck into your chambers in bloodlust.
It made your head spin with confusion.
You weren’t complaining of course, you hadn’t wished to die at any point during your stay, but you knew you were a perfect prey. You were a weak human girl who was required to stay alone in the home of a vampire, and yet you had only seen a glimpse of his darkness once, when he had you pressed up against the wall of the library.
But he had quickly snapped out of it, after you had told him the truth, told him that you did care about him.
Your cheeks nearly flushed at the memory, remembering the way he had blinked the crimson out of his eyes, looking at you, perplexed, and it seemed as though your words had made him forget he was a vampire, for just a split second.
And that was all it took for you to realize that he was not so sadistic, not so selfish and cruel and full of hatred.
It was that look that was always hiding under the venom he layered over his words. Of all the poison he tried to let slip into you, it seemed weak, he seemed to nearly forget that you were powerless and inferior to him when he looked at you.
When he looked at you with a gaze you couldn’t quite put your finger on.
And that was yet another layer to the captivating vampire that you didn’t understand.
You closed your eyes, trying to calm your racing brain, feeling your heart swell for the millionth time.
It was then in that moment, standing alone in his dining room that you realized that to know Taehyung was to allow him to understand you too, because perhaps, he might want to.
It was then that an idea came to mind.
Taehyung was thinking about you, of course, when two soft knocks sounded on the closed door of his study.
The vampire breathed out through his nose, it was as if every time he allowed his brain to drift to you, you would arrive, right in front of him.
He rested the pen he was holding on his desk, “What is it?” He asked lowly.
He heard your heart speed up just a touch, even through the hard wood of the door, “I—um…I have a question.”
He spun around in his desk chair, facing the dark wooden door, anxiety creeping up his spine, “Come in, then.”
You frowned at the door, surprised at his compliance, and twisted the knob, the words you had planned to say to him already seeping from your mind, leaving your stomach in knots again.
You wore a small smile, and Taehyung took in your nervous appearance with a furrow of his eyebrows, noticing the the way you averted your eyes and shuffled your way into his study.
But God, he missed your smile.
He spoke again, “Ask me, then.”
You closed your eyes briefly, “I want to go somewhere.”
You breathed out, wide eyes opening to look directly at him, “And I want you to come with me.”
You watched Taehyung carefully, but his expression was blank, however his eyes were searching yours, as if trying to predict the words that came out of your mouth before you said them.
He didn’t respond, and so you continued on, heart pounding in your chest.
You clasped your hands in front of you, nearly on top of your skirt.
“I want you to meet my sister.”
It was strange being back in the place where everything went wrong.
Clean, white walls and spotless, squeaky floors, the smell of disinfectant heavy in the air. It was almost as if you had never left, the path to the main doors and receptionist desk nearly second nature.
One thing you didn’t expect however, was that you’d be nervous.
Nervous for the fact that you hadn’t seen her in months, nervous for the fact that you hadn’t told her where you were going, who you were living with, or why you could suddenly afford to pay for the medication that seemed so far out of reach just a couple of months ago.
You helped Taehyung clip the visitor badge onto his shirt, the quiet atmosphere of the main room not helping you to calm your nerves in the least.
“The nurses won’t interrupt until visit hours are over.” The receptionist said kindly.
You nodded, checking once behind you to see Taehyung.
Unsurprisingly, his eyes were on you, as if he was trying to decode your expression.
You gave him a weak smile, and turned to walk towards the elevator, the metal doors opening smoothly with a familiar ding.
“Have you ever been to a hospital before?” You asked Taehyung once you stepped inside.
He licked his lips, “No.”
You smiled down at your hands, “I used to come here every day after high school. I’d stay until she’d fall asleep.”
You could feel Taehyung watching you, his dark eyes watching your profile as you spoke, his gaze calculating.
He breathed out, “You’re a good sister, Y/N.”
You turned your head to look at him as he spoke, gaze connecting as the elevator doors opened.
Like many of the looks you received from Taehyung this one was intense, but the way his irises glimmered, you realized this look was intense with honesty.
It caused a surge of hope to wash over you, and you smiled before exiting the elevator.
Taehyung walked beside you as you made your way down the nearly empty hallways, and for a moment you felt as though you were back in high school, skipping homework and missing extra-circulars to visit your little sister, walking into the white building every day with knots in your stomach that today would be the day that you’d walk into an empty room in the children’s ward, only the sad faces of the doctors looking at you with nothing to say but I’m sorry.
You were snapped out of your thoughts with the feeling of fingers slipping between yours, a tight grip on your hand that brought you back to the present.
The present where instead of walking into the hospital alone, you had Taehyung beside you.
It was in these silent moments and simple actions that your heart beat a little faster, and the weight on your shoulders was lifted, the comfort of his aura allowing you to smile, the words, “everything is okay” present in his touch, golden, pure comfort settling itself in the pit of your stomach.
You stopped in front of of her room, door slightly ajar as it always was.
You breathed out, and Taehyung squeezed your hand.
Emotions flooded to the front of your mind when you saw her, her gaze lifting from her colouring book, big eyes widening to saucers as her eyes landed on you, the red pencil crayon dropping from her fingers.
In an instant, she was in your embrace, her skinny arms wrapping around your body as tightly as she could, her small frame pressed against yours.
You pulled away slightly, looking into her tear-filled eyes.
“I’m so sorry, Mina.” You whispered, brushing your thumbs over her cheeks, where salty tears had begun to fall.
She shook her head, “I knew you’d come back soon.”
You nodded, and played with a strand of short hair on her head, your heart swelling at the fact that her skin was a little less sickly pale, and that her hair had grown back after years of treatment.
Her smile made your heart melt, and you hugged her again, settling down on the side of her bed, eyes sweeping over her form that you realized you had missed so much.
It was then that her big eyes noticed something behind you, her brows furrowing in confusion, a look of slight alarm washing over her features.
You glanced behind you to see Taehyung, standing quietly in the doorway, his eyes on you and your sister, expression calm.
You turned back to Mina, “That’s Taehyung. He’s the man who I am living with.”
Her eyes were still on him as you felt him approach, his steps even and measured.
“Hello. It’s nice to meet you.” He said to your sister kindly, his voice devoid of any usual edge.
Suddenly Mina’s confused expression changed, a bright smile washing over her features, “Hello!”
She extended a small hand, the IV tube stretching as she reached out to Taehyung, her eyes unwavering from his face.
Taehyung couldn’t help but smile at your little sister as she looked at him excitedly, and he took her hand in his larger one, giving it a small shake that sent her giggling.
It wasn’t often where she met other people, but Mina was one of the most talkative little girls you had ever known.
Mina quickly looked around, “You can bring that chair over there, and we can all sit together!” She said to Taehyung excitedly, gesturing to a small brown chair in the corner.
And that is exactly what the three of you did.
For what seemed like hours, the three of you sat, listening to Mina talk about everything and anything. Her eyes would dart between the two of you, glimmering as she showed you her drawings she would spend hours making, or the books she’d read between her usual testings and appointments.
You kept glancing over at Taehyung as she talked, watching the small smile that graced his lips, the way he was so attentive to her, how he would ask her questions and engage in even the silliest of topics.
For a vampire who claimed he was only selfish and cruel, it was clear as day that he had a soft spot for children.
Mina was move energetic than ever, her eyes bright and happy looking, her smile wider than you had ever seen.
The medicine was working.
As the dinner hour approached, you left her room to go collect her medicine from the nurses station just as you always did.
It was when you approached her room again that you paused, hearing Taehyung and Mina’s hushed voices through the even beeping of the machines.
“…you think my sister is pretty, don’t you?”
You stopped behind the door, your ears perking up.
Taehyung’s voice came in a moment later, “Well, I—”
Mina’s voice was quick to come back, “You know, sometimes I watch those cheesy lovey-dovey movies with the nurse when she comes and sits with me at dinner.” Mina’s voice dropped to a whisper, but she was just as loud, “And you look at my big sister the way that all those men in those movies look at the pretty girls they like.”
You couldn’t help but let a smile slip onto your face at her words, and for a moment, you felt giddy.
You heard a small chuckle come from Taehyung, “Well, maybe I do think she’s pretty, yes. But your sister is much more than just pretty.”
Mina giggled, “Really? Well, don’t worry, I won’t tell her what you say, I pinky-promise.”
You peeked around the door frame to see Mina extending her smallest finger, grinning at the vampire with stars in her eyes.
And to your surprise, Taehyung linked his finger with hers, causing another grin to spread across her face, and yours too.
Maybe you felt bad for eavesdropping, but Taehyung’s kind interaction with your sister was endearing. Taehyung closed his eyes for a moment, and you held your breath, not wanting to give yourself away, your heart pounding.
He smiled, “Well, she’s very kind.” He nodded to himself, “She’s kind even when she doesn’t have to be, even when she has no reason to be, even after the world has been nothing but horrible to her, she is still kind.”
You looked down at your feet, butterflies filling your stomach.
Mina giggled, “What else?”
Taehyung smiled, “Well, she’s very funny, and very smart. She makes me laugh even on the darkest of days, and makes me think about things in a way I never have before.”
Mina leaned forwards, “You sound just like the men in the movies!”
Taehyung chuckled, and his words squeezed your heart, the way they flowed so easily off his tongue surprising you.
You could hear the smile in his voice, “Do I?”
Mina nodded her head enthusiastically, “Those men could talk for hours about the girl they like. And everything always works out and they get the pretty girl.”
Taehyung’s voice dropped, “But real life is much more complicated than in the movies, my dear. Sometimes things just won’t work out.”
Mina scrunched her nose, “But the two people always love each other in the end!” She beamed, “Everything is always happy.”
You rested your head on the doorframe, digging your nails into your palm.
You heard Taehyung sigh, “But what if the man in the movie loved the woman so much, it hurt him every day because he knew the woman would never love him back?”
The world went quiet for a moment, and you frowned, and you allowed yourself to peek around the corner again, watching Taehyung closely.
Mina blinked, “I would feel sad for the man. Why wouldn’t the woman love him?”
Taehyung closed his eyes, “Maybe the man is different, different in ways he cannot control, but it makes him loveless, and as hard as she tries, he knows he can never truly be loved by her because of who he is.”
Mina clutched Taehyung’s hand, “But that’s not fair!”
Taehyung nodded, his head turned away from you, “You’re right, my dear. But there are some things we cannot control.”
You shook your head, suddenly feeling bad for your eavesdropping, and let your footfalls sound heavier, smiling as you walked into the room
Taehyung’s mood had shifted durastically, and as much as you wished you could let him continue, Mina would get suspicious of your disappearance.
You shook her case of pills, “Alright Mina! It’s time for your medicine and then bedtime.”
Both Taehyung and Mina looked at you as you entered, but you focused on the task at hand, keeping your gaze from Taehyung.
Mina pouted, “But I don’t want to go to bed! I want to stay up with you guys.”
You poured her a glass of water, “Mina, you’ve had way too much excitement for today. Plus, visiting hours will be over soon and you need to rest.”
Reluctantly, Mina swallowed her pills and laid back in her bed, her eyelids dipping just a touch, and you sat beside her.
She yawned, “Will you come back soon?”
You nodded, and helped her to lay down, pulling the hospital sheets around her.
Suddenly, Mina’s eyes were on Taehyung’s, “I want you to come back too, and we can hang out just like this, the three of us.”
You smiled and gave her one last hug, “I’ll go tell the nurse that we’re leaving.” You said, slipping out of the room yet again, your mind still fuzzy.
Taehyung watched as Mina’s eyes followed you out of the room, and she sat up, her eyes now on his, burning with intensity.
“Why does the man continue to love the woman if he knows she doesn’t love him back?”
Taehyung thought for a moment, “Because he is a fool.”
Mina shook her head, “I think it is because he has hope.”
Taehyung looked at the little girl then, her wide eyes looking back at him with thought, and he nearly chuckled because of the fire in them, just like had seen in your own irises.
Your little sister had wisdom beyond her years, just like you.
So he smiled sadly, a dagger of truth piercing his heart, “Perhaps he does.”
