can we have a mini drabble of vampire jason 🥺
oh we can absolutely have a vamp!jason drabble. i will talk about him until the day i die
wc: 462
on your one year anniversary with jason, you beg him to turn you into a vampire. you beg him to sink his teeth back into your neck — something he had refused to do since the events of blood lust — and make you immortal. make your love immortal.
your request comes during a quiet, candle lit dinner on your living room floor, curtains closed to keep the rare glimpse of the sun out.
he refuses.
his favourite sound is the drumming of your veins as your life flows through them. his favourite scent is the savoury butter of your blood. he loves your warmth, the way moments of your day register on your skin, small marks that he can sink his nose into and kiss better.
you are living proof that he is worth something.
his hands cradle your cheeks, thumbs pressing into the curve of your skin when your lips quirk into a smile.
"please?" you add, voice barely above a whisper. "wanna be with you forever, jay."
he nods as your words claw down his chest.
he can't.
he dips his head down, nose finding the familiar spot on the side of your neck. your pulse sings at his proximity, a sound that never fails to stun him completely. he inhales against your skin, memorizing the notes, savouring each fleeting moment he allows himself to have against your neck.
his fangs poke out, gently scraping the surface. the temptation is there, a centimeter forward would have him penetrating your jugular and finally satiating the craving for your blood that raged within.
he wouldn't.
your body moves first. crawling into his lap and curling your fingers into the collar of his shirt. not pushing. resting. like your body needed the proximity. needed him.
his lips cover his teeth once more, pressing into your skin instead. one kiss. another. gentle — how you deserve, how it should be.
"one day, angel. not today," jason whispered an echo of a promise. turning you into a vampire, into something like him would be selfish. would be an agonizing reminder of the pain and horror he would subject you to. but living eternity without you would be a greater punishment.
one day he would change you. sink his fangs into your vein and drink. drink until there was nothing left. release his venom and transform you.
one day.
but for now, he'll pull you closer to his chest, and unbox your favourite dessert for you. he'll revel in the light that illuminates your eyes, watch the way you linger on each bite. he'll dip his nose into your neck once more and let the visible signs of your life wash over him again.
for now, you're alive. vibrant with life.
but one day, you'll be his forever.
an: WE ARE SOOOOOO BACK YUHHHHHH. thank you anon who requested this bc I needed my writing spark to come back. do I like this? not entirely. but did it motivate me to write vamp!bruce? absolutely.
*not doing taglist bc I'll only limit it to actual fics? unless yall wanna be on drabbles too? idk. lmk <3
