My Mysterious Donor
Vampires just came out to the public about 10 years ago despite being around for thousands of years. VeinTap.co Is a legal website which reimburses you for providing blood periodically. You get regular blood withdrawals to give to the Vampire epidemic throughout the world, but never get to meet your mysterious consumer. One day as you’re walking down the docks the man you had been supporting for years smells the tantalizing scent of your blood and promptly has to determine whether he should bite you, embrace you or hide from you…
VeinTap.co AU
Jin:
Feels immensely sentimental at the scent invading his senses. You’d been donating to him for almost seven years now, and every time he punctured one of your bags it was like a cup of hot cocoa warming the soul, along with something else, a certain spice that sent sparks to places he’d never reveal. Seeing you in person felt like seeing a childhood friend or a high school lover, he longingly trailed after you for a while before confidently walking up to you. A gentle, almost embarrassed expression taking him over.
“Excuse me, this might seem strange, but, can I sit with you? “
Glancing up from your coffee, you were taken aback by the handsome gentleman. He tried to send you a comforting smile but just ended up exposing his pearly canines.
Your mouth opened up in a silent “ah” before you raised a palm to the seat in front of you shooting him a genuine eye smile.
“Of course, take a seat!” You two talked easily for what seemed like hours, it felt like you’d known Jin forever.
“You seem so familiar, have we met before?”
“Not exactly“
Yoongi:
Drinking from a blood-bag was normally not a favorable experience, the vampire body physically rejects the idea, much preferring a warm body to feed off. Yoongi’s body especially hated feeding off of the thick plastic bags, nearly hurling everything he’d just forced down half the time. Although the alternative was somehow worse, he’d struggled with feeding on humans in the past, it was always too intimate, too intimidating and he’d always get anxious and back out. There was one particular donor that he could almost always get down, even enjoy most of the time. Your blood was subtle yet deep, not too overwhelming to his already hesitant senses, but it was strong and addicting. Recently though, you’d taken a vacation from donating for a few weeks, for reasons unknown to him and after spoiling himself on your blood any other bags were revolting.
It was another drought for Yoongi, that means more than a week since he’s fed because his body just kept rejecting it. His friends forced him out and took him to the local dive bar trying to get him some substance and maybe some action. They knew of his anxieties but still insisted on trying.
That’s when he smelt it, or more like felt it, you engulfed him completely, suffocating him and yet it felt euphoric. His body finally embracing the animalistic need to feed. And to think, you’d barely even stepped in the door.
Namjoon:
~under repairs~
*machinery noises*
Hoeseok:
He would be sensitive to it, many donors are tested and analyzed so they harmonize perfectly with their fanged counterpart. To say Hoseok wasn’t prepared for the scent of your fresh blood inches away was an understatement. Wait- Inches? just seconds ago he was on the other side of the pier, now he leaned over your shaken form, pulling out of his stupor he tried to apologize. But his words were slow and wavered. You stared at the man before looking to the cut he’d been so captivated by, it tracked from one corner of your palm to the other, more blood pouring out than such a wound should warrant. It all clicked and a soft smile slipped through the pain-filled grimace; you gently touched your other hand to his cheek, attempting to bring him back to earth and unknowingly bringing your pulse point oh so close to his nose, a whimper rumbling through him.
“It’s nice to meet you… Hoseok“
Jimin:
Meets you through a mutual friend and is trying so damn hard to ignore how the flames of your scent lick at his nostrils, causing his blood to alight with a familiar burn. He would stare at you intensely but avoid eye contact like the plague, not sure whether to confront you or not. He knew by the way his insides seemed to tear away from him and towards you that he had no choice in the matter, he was going to have to tell you, or his other side was going to show you.
Taehyung:
Immediately turns and walks up to you with no explanation or plan, he just walks up to you like he was designed to. Standing in front of you, his eyes looked blank despite the screaming inner turmoil as to why he gravitates toward you so confidently. Even as his clan watches incredulously from behind, it feels like you’re the only two in the room.
“Hi“
His deep voice rumbles through you, tumbling to a stop in your heart as it nonconsensually warmed at merely a greeting. A warm smile puffed your cheeks as you tucked your hair behind your ear, making gentle eye contact with the abyss behind his irises.
“Hi“
Jungkook:
he would stare, without blinking f.o.r.e.v.e.r. Completely oblivious to the fact that you were growing more and more intimidated, feeling like he was staring through your soul. You seemed so familiar, yet he’d never seen your face before. Yet he felt like he knew everything about you.
“I’m sorry, did I piss you off or something?“
You decided to walk over and confront your newly found stalker.
“Huh? Oh no, I just I could’ve sworn I know you from somewhere.“ He smiled as he stared at you, his fangs peeking out from his plush lips. As you now stood in front of him, he could suddenly smell something else, instinctively he stepped forward dipping his head as if to whisper into your ear but instead took a deep breath to inhale your scent. His memory shot a trail of information to his brain and he obediently rattled it off like a well-programmed computer.
“(Y/N) (L/N). Female, (your age), (Exact blood type). VeinTap.co “
So he had memorized your blood bag… Creepy? absolutely.
But you couldn’t force yourself to be upset when he tilted his head to look at you with the most innocent doe eyes, as though he had no control over his actions.
