FiRST NiGHT! ♥︎ p
synopsis : halloween night is special. following tradition is fun ; expected. your prey, however...
cw : light gore , vampire!reader , you know that werewolf scene in trick r treat.... Yeah. , lala and hiroto sneak oops <3
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howling slides through the trees as the full moon greets you brightly. she's tinted pink tonight — a reminder of what this night means, of what's expected. irina stands next to you, batting her bright red, glittery lashes as the man in front of her giggles.
you smile, hiding the cringe you feel from the interaction. ever nudges your arm, motioning with their chin to the crowd before you. "give it a chance."
"this feels wrong," you sigh. crossing your arms over your chest, you attempt to cover your stomach — it was colder out than you expected. "i want it to be natural, organic."
irina turns her head slightly, rolling her eyes at your words. "it's best to get it over with before we leave you behind."
ever nudges you again, "just try it one time. once. if you hate it, then you can do this your way."
curling your nose, you agree. if you had to meet a stranger — had to give your special time to someone meaningless — so be it. irina points out a bar nearby, "one hour. we'll meet you there."
"stay safe!" ever holds the hands of two unsuspecting men — always the oversighter. irina follows behind, her own date starry-eyed as she grins back at you. "one hour!"
the bar is loud. it's overwhelming — the smells, the noise, the laughter. you let out a breath, scoping out the singles. not much to choose from, you frown. a wild haired boy runs by you, his taller friend following behind worriedly — the sight makes you smile.
"hi!" a voice chirps. you turn to see a girl — a stunning one, honestly. on her arm is a man decked in a leather jacket, smirk descreetly hidden in her hair. her eyebrows furrow as she looks around you, "are you here alone?"
"just seeing what all the noise is."
she laughs, head tilting down as the man tightens his grip on her. "i'm lala. want to stay with us for a bit?"
she's cute and oh, so sweet. you melt, "if you don't mind."
the man's red-stained grin meets you as they turn. a chill runs up your spine, but your mind tells you to stay. you sense something new and familiar — something good.
lala runs over the small group she has, shouting their names as they greet you warmly. you're stuck between her and masaki, the latter offering you a drink you refuse. he nods understadningly — you could never be too careful, after all.
so entranced with the conversations, you don't notice the looks exchanged, or that the person beside you has moved.
warmth runs through you as an arm brushes against yours. his eyes sparkle ; they twinkle and all the other things they write about in romance books. he smiles, "having fun?"
"undoubtedly," you smile over the rim of the drink you made yourself. "you?"
"unquestionably." the grin you exchange holds a secret neither of you know yet. he introduces himself as p — "a joke ; i've been a crybaby since i was young." — and mentions how pretty your name is. p eyes the group, watching as they've paired off until you're the only two left. "you—“
"wanna get out of here?" ever has texted you twice now ; the alarm irina set chiming in your pocket. it's time, you think. you tilt your head as the red-head smiles to the floor shyly, such a shame — he's such a sweet guy, too. "my friend's are throwing a little party, if you want to join me."
p seems to light up at the thought of getting you alone. "lead the way, sweetheart."
low music greets you as the bonfire roars. you trail into the clearing slowly, feeling like you should warn p of what's to come ; what he should expect. irina hops up to you cheerfully, dark skin glowing in the lowlight of the fire. she looks over p, giving you a nod in approval. "nice choice. you're just in time."
confusion swirls in p's eyes as you take him by the hand, leading him away from the crowd and to the treeline. as he walks, his foot nudges something. that's when the smell hits overwhelmingly — iron. his jaw clenches in confusion, "sweetheart?"
"sorry," your voice is low as you run a hand over his chest. his heart picks up speed, thumping in his pointed ears. "i should’ve been more honest with you."
the moon is blood red now, the fire blazing higher as it changes into a deeper shade of orange. you can hear ever's dates in the background as the others begin. p looks at you wide-eyed as red slowly drips in them, taking over their natural shade.
"wait—“
it's impossible. at first you think it's because you're new — your fangs have yet to fully grow in. leaning back slightly, you try the other side of his neck next — clink! it's as if he's made of marble — his skin is impenetrable.
black eyes meet yours as you pull away from him. p grins, his own, larger fangs poking out at the sight of your pout. veins have sprouted from your red eyes, fangs pointing uselessly as he laughs. "sorry, baby. not human."
with a sigh, you ignore the screaming of your covens victims, frowning at the man in front of you. p laughs again, grabbing your arm in a gentle hold and pulling you closer. an arm wraps around your waist, "mad?"
"you were supposed to be my first," you admit quietly. p softens at this, sagging against the tree you'd pressed him against.
"me?" he asks softly. "you wanted me to be your first?"
you nudge against his chest half-heartedly. "hand picked you and everything."
p hums, hiding his face in your neck. "sweet thing."
you can hear your coven cackling loudly in the background, celebrating their renewal of a good year. does this count as a bad omen? your shoulders slump, "now what?"
one second you're wrapped in this creatures arms, the next you're alone. humiliation washes over you — the ritual wasn't completed and the guy completely ditched you anyways. he was cute, too, you think. easy on the eyes and capable of keeping up.
a body falls in front of you, eyes wide and terrified. arms slither around your waist, pulling your back to a chest. p hums against your ear, "good enough?"
the man is shivering, petrified as the only part of him that moves is his eyes. you shrug, still defeated and feeling bad for yourself. "i guess. not as handsome as my original."
lips kiss against your ear, "you flatter me."
p circles around you, leaving one arm on your waist as he looks down at the man. "go ahead, sweetheart. feast away."
transformation complete, you've never felt more alive for being technically dead. p wipes the blood from your lips, putting his thumb in his mouth afterwards. his nose curls, "too bitter for me."
ever's giggles come to a halt at the sight of your supposed victim still being alive. they bring irina to the front with wide, almost frightened eyes. irina calls out your name in disbelief, "what is this?"
you hold your intwined hands up cheerfully, "free boyfriend!"
irina flashes her eyes, flinching when p does the same. she nods her head in approval again. "what a match."
p noses affectionatly at your neck, "i agree."
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