Imagining Dan Heng and a vampire reader.
You were cursed.
That was just a fact, and your sharp canines and red tinted eyes were proof. Not the mention the bloodlust that would consume your entire being if you didn't eat. Little did you know, a certain dark haired, blue-grey eyed Astral Express member knew your plight all too well. Cursed to live forever, the threat of losing yourself always a threat on the horizon. Both of your fates forced upon you.
Where he was forced to go through a rebirth that was purposefully botched, you were turned against your will. You had been afraid of joining the crew. Your food source was...unconventional to say the least. Dan Heng was the first person you confessed to. Explained just why you always carried your umbrella around during the day, explained that you were cursed by Yaoshi, that you would live until everything around you withered, that you had to consume blood, or else you would lose yourself to bloodlust that would destroy everyone around you, and that was why you couldn't join them.
And he had given you an offer that still shakes you to your core. Even though you both hadn't known each other for long, there was an unmistaken bond between you both who were so different yet similar at the same time.
"If you feel hungry, you can feast on me."
The offer sounded so innocent, so...strangely sweet. A sentiment you had long forgotten, or perhaps it was something you had never known. The glint in his eyes was genuine, his sincerity shining through his aloof demeanor. You hesitated at the time, but you never regretted your choice in joining the Astral Express. The adventures you witnessed were breathtaking, and the warmth you experienced was like the sun you hadn't felt in decades. But what really stuck with you was the bond forged between you and Dan Heng.
You didn't feel as cursed with him by your side.
