Summary: You are a vampire who was on the run after hunters killed your coven. While being taken in by Max and working at the store. A certain vampire tries to get to know you.
A/N: I tried my best to keep it gender neutral, but I'm sorry for any slip ups. The pairing is a bit weird since it is the Lost Boys x reader with a more focus on Marko.
Part 1 Part 2
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Life without your coven had felt as if everything good had drained from the world. They were your family. They took you in when you needed protection. But when they needed protection, you ran. Lucky enough, you ran into Max when you had gotten to Santa Carla.
You were weak due to not having enough to feed. Hunting had been harder without backup, and finding a place to stay for the night was not always successful. But Max had found you and helped you. He gave you a place for the night and blood to drink.
Your stay was only meant to be temporary until you felt assured enough to be on your own. Max had been very welcoming, he had even given you a job at his shop so you could earn money. You both have started to develop a routine.
Besides having to deal with a few airheaded people, it was nice to work there. Talking to people about movies was always a good time, and now you got paid for it. Although it was hard to control yourself when hunger arose, especially if a rowdy group came in.
One group in particular you caught on that they were vampires too. Max refers to them as "his boys," explaining how he has been a father figure to them. They have hung around the shop and, like tonight, have come in once or twice on occasion. David walked through the door with Marko, Paul, and Dwayne trailing behind. Max had previously pointed them out.
The group circles around the front counter area like predators hunting prey. As they walk, they mess with a few things here and there. You had spotted them but didn't pay much attention until you heard Max speak to one of them. You look up to see Max talking to David, who had a blank stare. You don't know what was said because of Max talking in a hushed tone.
David looks at you, then shifts his gaze behind you. A smirk on his face begins to appear as before, stepping out with the other Paul and Dwayne. Wait...David, Paul, Dwayne. That's only three. Where is Marko? You started to survey the store before you were spooked by a sudden voice.
"Hey" Marko leaned over the desk with a smile on his face. A sly smirk on his face as he rested his chin on his palm.
"Hi" unease settled in your voice.
"So you're Max's new stray?" His tone was smooth and curious.
"I'm not his stray," you corrected, not wanting to be known as that.
"Hey, I'm not judging. We were there once."
"This is only temporary."
"Sick of Santa Carla already. At least tell me you've hit the sights and had your fun."
"I haven't really been anywhere much."
"Well then, guess I have to take you out. Can't have you missing out on a good time."
"I don't want to bail on Max."
"I don't mind at all, it would do you some good" He came from behind you, urging you to go with Marko. You weren't in a spot to argue, not like you wanted to anyway. With that, Marko leads you out of the shop.
The noise and music of the crowded boardwalk fill your senses. Marko walks next to you as you both start walking along the crowd.
"So what's your deal?"
"My deal?"
"I'm not trying to be rude, but you're a new vamp in town, you're staying with the big guy, and you don't even try and talk to us."
"Maybe you guys aren't as magnetic as you think." You lied through your teeth. Of course they were magnetic, everything about them made you want to learn more. Their eye catching style, especially Markos's jacket.
"So you're going to tell me or what?" He changes the subject, not paying attention to your hit on his ego.
"Fine, I was turned in 1946. My coven was killed by hunters, and now I'm on my own."
"Dam" You huffed a bit at his plain response.
Both of you continue your walk through the crowd of people. The energy around the boardwalk was and energetic. With music blasting from all around and screams and yells of people having fun on rides or games. It was easy to get swept up in its craze.
Marko walks slightly behind you, watching you. You turn back a couple of times to find his puppy dog eyes watching you intently. Your attention soon turns to bright lights from the roller coaster, stopping you in your tracks. Marko takes the chance and wraps an arm around your shoulder.
He was close, really close, you could see every detail of him. His tight, crazy curls around his face and the slight smell of smoke and blood. His lips were pressed together in a smirk. He knew you were looking, and he reveled in the attention.
"Ever ride it?" His voice snaps you from your thoughts.
"What?" He motions to the roller coaster.
"Oh, um, no." You turn away, trying to hide the blush that's made its way to your face.
"It's good for one ride but gets old quick" He starts to walk with his arms still around you, leading you down the path.
"I can show you a way better ride if you'd like" He was tempting, beautifully tempting.
"Sounds interesting"
"I can show you now, if you're free" He turns to glance at you, waiting for your response.
It's not like Max would need you at the shop at all. "Now is good"
"Great" he smiles as he leads you in the direction of where the rest of the group was. You both walk up, catching the attention of David.
"Lookie who I got to join the party!" Marko's statement caught the attention of Paul and Dwayne.
"Nice of you to join us." David sounded cold and calculating. His smirk alone made you feel like you were below him in some way. A part of him felt familiar, like a cold reflection of Max.
"Care to share, Marko?" Paul had grabbed you by the waist, pulling you toward him. making you press up against him as he leaned on his parked bike. You gently swat his hand away, and he lets out a fake hiss of pain.
"Don't be weird, man," Dwayne scolded Paul's straightforward actions.
"Jalous, Dwayne?" He says as he mounts onto his bike.
"Rather, I have my hands on you." He mocks Dwayne with a flirtatious tone. Earning him a stomp on the foot from Dwayne in response.
Marko gave you a hand to get onto the back of his dirt bike. The engines all roared in unison. As they all pushed off and started to ride out. Your grip around Markos's waist tightened as he quickly gained speed. The excitement of danger made you feel alive again.
Forgot I never posted these here lol, giving the lost boys corpse paint (and David + Star Trad goth) makeup may have been my best idea yet and I don't think I can stop myself xx
More shite under the cut x
Lol I know this image is above but David and Marko R my fave duo let me focus on those freaks for a sec xxxx
Lol also Dwayne's shirt is just a scribble so imagine it as any hard to read death/Black metal band logo xx. And since making these I have actually listened to some black metal so I know a solid 2 bands look at me go 🤩
Also this is me purely thriving like, ig the boys R already classed as alt, but the beautification of them made them #boring (jokes they have good style) but I feel they would be freaks out and proud and wouldn't care about how the dress/do makeup.
