⋆. 𐙚 ̊ the blue lock boys as your vampire boyfriends !
featuring ᥫ᭡ sae, rin, nagi, reo, isagi, shidou
sae was a secretive person when you first met. never letting anyone see through the cracks, introverted, and borderline a homebody.. he was a tough nut to crack to say the least.
you found out about his secret two months into your relationship after a huge argument. he kept refusing to try your cooking, saying, "i'm not hungry" or "i'm not feeling well." you were hurt, but when he told you why he wasn't feeling well, it all made sense.
sae's always a little shy to ask when he's hungry. he'll be unusually clingy, holding you close as he whispers, "amor, i'm sorry to ask but can i.." as he peppers your neck in wet kisses.
he's weirdly polite with it despite what he's about to do.. muttering, "i love you, cariño. you taste so good.." he'll try to make it as quick as possible so you don't have to suffer for long. sink his teeth in 'til he's full, kiss your wounds and repeat.
usually, he'll feed on your neck in one single bite.. but if he hasn't fed in a while, you're definitely walking out the house with more than one bite mark.
sae refuses to kiss you when he's hungry. he's afraid that he'll lose all control and bite down on your lips. "don't. i might hurt you." he says, pushing you away. even though he feeds on you all the time, he never does it without asking.
he's embarrassed of his fangs. he'll mumble, "i look ridiculous" under his breath when you force him to smile for a photo.
sae doesn't know it, but you think that his fangs are pretty fucking hot.. especially when they're submerged in your flesh.
he cooks you meals despite not being able to eat it, because out of his three-hundred-something years of living, he's never found anyone quite like you.
you take a bite of the (surprisingly) good steak he made despite the lack of garlic due to supernatural-related circumstances. "you really outdid yourself, huh?"
"thank you for cooking tonight." you smile at him with a mouthful of food as he glares at you, annoyed. "it's the least i can do." he waltzes over to kiss the bitemarks on your neck.
"no need to thank me. without you, i'd wither away.. literally."
rin always kept to himself. for your first date, he invited you out to dinner but didn't order a single thing. strange.. but he did mention being on a diet, so you brushed it off. "you sure you don't want a bite?"
he winces at the spoonful of pancakes offered to him, struggling to not gag in front of his date. "n-no.. thanks. i had a big breakfast." he laughs awkwardly, flashing you his fangs. shit.
now you're 99% sure that he's either a weirdo, or a fucking vampire. you're going with the first option because vampires aren't real, right?
wrong. you didn't ghost him, though. he's a little odd, sure, but he's a nice guy and you came home in one piece that night.
it took five more dates, a couple of deep talks and a lot of trust for him to spill the beans, and honestly? it didn't change your feelings towards him. not one bit.
rin gets impatient when he's hungry. he'll look at you with doe eyes, mumbling "baby.. 'm so hungry.." as he nips at your neck, seeking permission.
when you let him feed, he'll squeeze your hand as he whispers quiet thank you's and i love you's in between his little bites.
you tend to forget that he's a vampire sometimes. you've had to completely seize garlic from your cupboards and you only go out for dates in the dead of night.
it was almost closing time but you're still running errands. "rinnie, should i get organic?" you hold up two bags of apples as he lets out a confused 'huh?' in reponse. "uhm.. i don't know, baby. i usually get my food right from the source.."
not being able to see your own reflection is annoying. he'll come up to you, comb in hand, saying, "a little help here? don't mess up my bangs.." classic rin. always bossy even when he's asking for help.
rin is the best boyfriend. he makes you feel warm inside even though he's ice-cold to the touch. he'll wait for you at every sunrise even if it burns, because he knows that losing you would sting more.
he's so emo. sometimes he'll drop the most random lore about himself, or read old poems he wrote a hundred years ago.
he cuddles up to you while wearing a thick hoodie to make sure you're not too cold. rin's love feels authentic to you despite his heartless nature. "you make me feel alive even though i'm not."
nagi's forever grateful that he's a vampire. what do you mean he has to stay inside all day because of the sun? ..and can only consume blood? sounds like a win to him. eating seems like such a hassle anyway.
you first met nagi when he moved into the house next door.. at midnight. you would've never guessed that your deathly pale, white-haired neighbour would turn out to be the love of your life. or that one day, he'd tell you why he hates the sun.
taking care of your vampire boyfriend feels like taking care of a newborn.
"angel. feed meeee.." he reaches out to you from his cozy coffin bed, making grabby-hands. are all vampires this lazy? you walk over to him, unbuttoning your collar. "drink up, you couch potato."
nagi's style of feeding is soft and cuddly. you don't know how he does it, but it barely hurts. he sees it as bonding time, running his hands under your shirt as he sinks his fangs into your neck, sleepily kissing your wounds afterwards.
he turns into a bat whenever he doesn't feel like moving. next thing you know, there's a fuzzy creature cozying up in the folds of your sweater. the first time it happened, you nearly had a stroke because why the hell was there a white bat in the house? and where was nagi?
"seishiro.. is that you?" you gently poke at the fluffy bat snuggled on the couch. it flaps a wing, lazily blinking awake. "oh.. hi.." it sounds exactly like nagi. slow, sleepy, and completely unbothered.
he lets out a yawn, flying over to bury himself in the warmth of your hands as you scoop him up. "flying's faster than walking.."
nagi uses his bat form to his advantage. he sneaks into the pocket of your hoodie when he's feeling clingy, tucking himself in like it's his designated sleeping spot. "gonna nap here. can you keep the lights off?"
he can be playful at times. you're laying down in bed with a movie on as he's dozing off in your pocket. you feel the weight in your hoodie shift, accompanied by a quiet groan. "..sei? you awake?"
"y'so warm. i wanna cuddle." you feel the lump in your pocket shift once more. "nagi.. don't you da—"
it was too late. you barely have enough time to prepare yourself before there's a soft poof and a heavy thud. your boyfriend blinks up at you from the floor, arms opened wide as if he's expecting you to carry him up. "sei! you can't just turn human out of nowhere!"
"human? i'm not a human. that'd be annoying." he lifts his regular form up and plops himself onto the bed. your entire body shivers from his cold touch as he wraps his arms around you. "aren't i warm?"
reo's terrible at being 'human' because he overthinks everything. on your first date, his mind kept going towards hiding his fangs when he talked, when in reality, it was only drawing more attention to them.
he's also terrible at keeping secrets, hence why you found out straight away.
"woah, you have really sharp canines!" you blurted, noticing the way his hand hovered over his mouth whenever he talked. he tried to play it cool and brush it off, but he felt so bad lying to to you. even if it was valid.
"princess, can i please?" he kisses your fingers, restraining himself from biting right into them until you say yes, because hey, vampires can still have manners.
reo's favourite part to feed from is your stomach. he'll trail hickeys on your side until he finds a suitable spot with enough blood flow, muttering sweet nothings in between kisses.
he's tried a lot of places, but he goes with your stomach mostly for your sake. you've mentioned that it hurts less when he feeds there, and he's kept that in mind ever since.
he's collected a lot of old jewellery from over the years. he loves gifting you wilted flowers that he's kept (and somehow maintained) it's a symbol, because the roses remind you of how even dead things can be beautiful.
he's willing to buy you anything and everything. you've mentioned time and time again that you really don't need him to pay you back for your blood, but he insists, saying, "but darling, without you i'd be dust!" or "please just let me spoil you, it's really the least i could do.."
shopping with reo is so entertaining. his fashion taste is terribly outdated because he's stuck in the 19th century. you find it adorable how he's completely clueless about the latest fashion trends, hearing him scoff and say, "what on earth is that" while pointing towards the mannequins in retail stores.
he's awfully posh too.. i guess that's how you turn out when you're rich and dead. he goes everywhere in formal wear, absolutely rejecting the idea of trying on anything else.
reo's everyones dream boyfriend. in didn't matter if he was dead, because he's still more lively than anyone else you've ever met. you think that everyone should get their own vampire boyfriend.
isagi's kinder than anyone you've met despite being soulless. your first date went great, and for someone who's dead, he's a lot more human than the real ones. it wasn't hard to find out about his secret either.
he looks like the textbook definition of vampire. sharp fangs that stick out like a sore thumb, sickly pale skin with no flaws, and skin so cold to the touch it stings.
poor isagi was so nervous before revealing his secret, but what's funny is that you kind of already.. knew? holding his hand felt like you were getting frostbite.
he hates having to feed on you even though you don't mind. isagi's a little shy to ask most of the time, so you have to remind him, saying, "yoichi, you need to eat." while brushing your hair out of your neck.
when he finally gives in, he tries to be as gentle as possible, whispering, "i love you, i owe you my life." as he indulges in the sweet, metallic tang of your flesh.
you still wince at the intrusion even though you're used to it. "your life? 'ichi, you're.. dead."
your dates consist of nightly activities. carnivals, concerts if he's feeling up to it, and cinemas. he can tolerate a little bit of artificial light, but one step outside in the sun and he's turning to dust like the blip in avengers.
"what does popcorn taste like?" he whispers, curiously examining the red bucket of buttery goodness. "uhh.. not like blood?" you nudge a kernel against his pale lips. "want a bite?"
he makes dramatic gagging noises, causing the entire theatre to shush you as you both giggle away like a couple of teenagers. he may be centuries old but he still knows how to have fun.
he doesn't turn into a bat much. he'll do it when he's in the mood, but most times he'd rather bask in normalcy. sitting next to you, watching a good rom-com, pretending he's just another guy with cold hands and sleepless eyes.
isagi treats you so incredibly well. behind his soulless, morbid exterior, you just know that there's something within. an undying love for you that beats quietly inside his vampire heart.
shidou struggles with self-control. he loves you, but his primal instincts make it so, so much harder for him to love you in peace. if he had told anyone else about his secret, he'd be treated like a monster. but not you.
he's scarily good at hiding it at first, but i guess that's how it goes when you've been alive for centuries. he'll eat in front of you and throw it all up later. he'll try your cooking even if it means he'll be fighting demons on the toilet.
"oh hell yeah, your cooking is amazing." he mumbles, throat burning as he forces down a bite of spaghetti with a forced smile. it feels like his mouth is being carved out by sunlight, disgusting and painfully grotesque .
he's afraid of hurting you, which is why he never told you about his secret for the first few months of your relationship.
it was only when you got a paper cut that his secret was revealed because he was pratically foaming at the mouth at the slightest scent of blood.
turns out that he'd been worried over nothing, because it never changed anything. shidou's still shidou. human or not.
when he feeds, it's like a sacred ritual to him. permission is the most important thing, he won't be indulging in any blood if you say no. he'd rather starve and wither away.
he'll say, "babe, is it okay if i sink some teeth today?" whilst you're cuddling under three blankets thanks to his awfully cold temperature. he'll straddle your hips and suck on your carotid, giving you a 'thank you' kiss after every feeding.
he has a weird habit of watching you sleep. it's not in a creepy way or anything, he's just fascinated by the way you look so alive.
nighttime's the only time he can actually roam the streets, so in between watching your sleeping figure and admirning his girlfriend, he'll go for walks (or fly through the midnight air) in the park. he picks flowers as a gift for you in the morning.
shidou's skin glows a healthy tone after he feeds, giving his face a faint brown hue even though he's dead.
he'll joke and say, "you make me feel like i'm alive again!" but in all seriousness, you actually do in a way. he's waited centuries for someone to love him as much as you do, and god was it worth it.
a/n for this request! oml i just realised i didn't do the ones u wanted LMAOO i'm so sorry </3 i find it difficult to write abt characters i don't know much about. there's lots of variations when it comes to vampire lore, so i just took elements of all of them and made my own thing!! also, do vampires poop? please do enlighten me
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