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[gnabsyou]

You'll Always Be Enough

Soft Hearted Vamp Chan

Established Relationship

2nd POV

Angst, Insecurities, Reassurance, Comfort, Fluff

A/N: this been in my drafts since July 4th it's time to free her enjoy!!

Synopsis~ Chan doesn't think he's good enough for you. He's scared one day he'll just end up hurting you and when he hears your parents discuss & agree with those insecurities outright to you he starts to distance himself. It doesn't take long for you to notice and you're determined to find out what's wrong.

(Not mentioned but he works with music still in this)

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You're sat at the kitchen island with you parents as they had decided to come and visit you for the weekend and they were about to leave before they dropped a bomb on you. In their eyes they didn't believe your boyfriend Chan to be good enough for you. He's a vampire no way he's good enough. In a world were your paths are bound to cross with a vampire every now and again it was no suprise when you bumped into the sweet man just a few months back. He's everything you could ever want in a partner kind, compassionate, loyal and honest - but they can't see past him being a vampire.

Little did you know that Chan was just entering the entry way to the kitchen before overhearing the conversations his heart breaking at their cruel words and judgment. All of his insecurities bubbling to the surface that he tried so hard to ignore for so long. He makes himself known pretending to have just arrived. "Hey baby you're back..." You say a little weary after the conversation that just came up. "We'd love to stay and chat but we really have to get going now". Said your mother coldly before ushering for your father to join, the both of them waving you off as they go to leave.

"Hey baby how was your day". You ask your voice soft as you cup his cheek waiting for his response. "It was ok.. work was work". He said lowly avoiding your gaze before walking off to the living room. "Anything you want to talk about... you seem upset baby". You ask gently hoping to understand why he seems so down today completely oblivious to the fact that he heard everything. Every doubt about himself and what he could be for you flooding his mind but he doesn't say anything. "Fine- just tired baby... work was a lot you know"? He says trying to seem more lively though it falls flat. "Ok sweetheart there's a pouch of blood in your fridge ok make sure you're taking care of yourself". You remind him gently before getting up opening up the curtains now that the sun has set and going to start dinner for yourself. He smiles at your disappearing figure - still his mind runs rampant thinking he doesn't deserve your kindness or love.

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It's been a few days and you've noticed Chan has been more distant you didn't think much of it at first but lately he just seems more closed off and that's not like him at all. He doesn't sleep much doesn't need to but would always lay in bed next to you holding you close - but lately he paces around more or sleeps in the living or just doesn't come over at all. It's bad enough you don't get too see each other much during the day. You make the commute over to him when you can but him coming over spending the night is where you really get to spend time together - and not not having him over lately has been killing you especially since you don't know why.

You decide to ask him about it hoping to get him to open up.

"Hey Chan baby" - you ask handing him a pouch of blood as you join him on the couch though leaving him some space in case he wants it. "Can I ask you something"? "Sure baby what's up"? He says turning his attention to you though still drinking from his pouch of blood. His big brown eyes staring back at you intently. "I've just noticed... that you've been so distant lately... is everything ok"? "You know you can tell me anything right"? You ask your voice so soft and gentle as your hand rubbing soothingly at his thigh hoping to coax him to open up. He hesitates for a moment his gazing darting away placing his pouch down before he speaks his voice wavering some. "I- I heard... you're parents... saying that I'm not good enough". "That I'll just end up hurting you... because - he says before stopping swallowing a large lump in his throat as he looks back up at you his usually warm brown eyes darker, sadder like a brewing storm. "Because I'm a vampire..." You're heart aches at his admission hating that he overheard your parents hurtful words. "Oh baby I'm so sorry you had to hear that it's not true... everything they said was bullshit ok"? "You're the sweetest the most kindest soul I've ever met". "I don't care that you're a vampire- that doesn't change who you are you deep down ok"? "I love you with all my heart vampire or not". You say your voice clear and unwavering as you move closer to him pulling him into a tight embrace. He buries his face in the crook of your neck his grip on you desperate.

"I'm so scared they'll end up being right... I've never felt like this about anyone before". "I've always tried to stay out of relationships with humans knowing where it could end up but... with you I knew I felt something different for you". He admits his words coming out soft and muffled as you hold his cold body against your warm one, him seeking out that warmth like a favorite blanket blocking out the cold of the world. "I love you... so much I don't want to lose you". He says his voice growing more hoarse as time goes on. "I love you too baby- and you're not going to lose me I'm going to be right here always". "I want you to always come to me when you're feeling this way ok"? You say your voice firm though gentle wanting to make sure it's known he always has you to come to. "Ok baby I promise... I'll come to you more". He says his voice so soft and vulnerable something you're not used to seeing from him. "Good baby- you know I love you yeah"? You ask gently one hand smoothing down his hair while other rubs soothing circles into his back. "Yeah I know baby... it's just I'm scared that I really don't deserve you..." "I sit and think maybe you do deserve someone who's not a monster". "Someone who doesn't need to drink blood to survive". Your heart aches at hearing talk so badly about himself... thinking he's some kind of monster when he's the farthest thing from it. And you were hellbent on proving it to him.

"Baby that is not true". "You're no monster I don't care that you have to drink blood to survive - I don't care that you're a vampire". "You're the kindest soul I've ever met". "You show everyone love and grace even to those who don't deserve it". "Baby you don't even feed from humans how could you or anyone for that matter see you as a monster"? "You know know what I see when I look at you baby"? You ask softly your voice coming out an intimate whisper. He shakes his head looking up at you with glassy curious eyes just praying that you don't see a monster who's not worthy of love. "I see a beautiful man who loves undoubtedly and wholly". "Someone who always gives never looking for anything in return". "I see a man who loves all despite flaws or cruel words thrown at you". I see a man who I love so much more than anything and I know without a shadow of a doubt nothing will ever change how I feel about you ok baby"? You ask softly your hands finding his keeping them warm and almost safe between yours wanting him to feel every word - wanting him to know that you meant it. He collapses into the arms squeezing you so tight like he's scared you're just some dream and he's going to wake up right at the best part. His breaths are shaky as he's trying so hard to hold back his emotions. His eyes teary some escaping falling to your neck as he has his head buried into your neck.

"Shhh it's ok baby I'm here, it's ok I'm not going anywhere". You say trying to calm him down let him know you're here for him. "You promise"? He asks looking up at you with red eyes that are practically pleading for your words to be true for you to mean it. "Yes baby I promise I'm not going anywhere- I'm right where I belong - here with you my baby. "Just relax now sweetheart it's ok we'll get through this". You say softly gently coaxing him to relax in your arms to let go for now all the negative words spewed and thus internalized and to just focus on your presence and love wrapping round his aching heart. Though his blood runs cold he's never felt his heart beat like this before pumping a warmth through him he can't quite place. He knows it's something bigger than him. A love so gratifying it's able to do the impossible even warm up his cold soul, body, heart you name it. He knew then that he had fallen in love all over again and was willing to be worth your love - wanting to fight to be even better for you and for the love you two ignite.

You hold him in your arms laying you both down as he wraps his arms around you tighter like he's scared you'll slip through his fingers if he lets up for a second. You don't move from that spot for the rest of the night keeping him close right where he belongs.

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Let me know if I should do a part two I kinda really want to idk lemme know. I hope everyone who read enjoyed it. Let me know what you thought and if i could've played up on the vampire lore more. Thank you as always to everyone who reads and enjoys!! If you really enjoyed please do reblog!!

[chrisbangsbf]

Chan/Felix

Mature | 755 words

Tags and Warnings: au, new vampire chan, domestic bfs, teething, dog toys, teasing about pet play

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“I thought you hated those,” Felix teases, leaning against the door frame. He's grinning, hands in his pockets. The bastard. 

Right before he’d arrived home, Chris had been gnawing on a particularly squeaky toy, lounging on the couch. But as soon as he heard Felix's soft steps come down the hallway, he stuffed the toy between the couch cushions and pulled a throw blanket over him to try and mask some of the humiliation he felt. He'd greeted Felix with a smile– asked him about his day at work, offered to order him some dinner while he washed up. But as soon as he heard the bathroom door shut, he'd been right back to cautiously pinching the toy between his teeth to relieve the pressure in his gums.

He feels silly now, as he somehow managed to get distracted enough by the sensation that he didn't hear Felix approaching.

Although embarrassed, ears red and cheeks dusted pink, it helps relieve his nerves to see the absolute fondness spread across Felix’s face. 

Chris huffs and spits the toy out, holding it up to examine the array of teeth marks on it. “They actually help," he admits begrudgingly, sniffing at the toy and scrunching his nose. He should probably brush his teeth. Blood breath doesn't smell pleasant, even to him.

“Well, I'm glad they do," Felix walks over and runs his fingers back through Chris’ hair– it's dry and fried, but the conditioner he bought recently has been doing some serious work, "'cause it's actually pretty cute." Felix's fingers get stuck on a small knot, and Chris hums contentedly, leaning into the touch and letting his eyes flutter closed. Having Felix close to him is like a balm, soothing over his brain in such a comforting way.

“I do prefer the ones that don’t make noise, though." He gives the toy a squeeze. "These kinda make me feel like a dog.”

Felix grins and kisses the top of Chris’ head, scratching behind one of his ears. “You mean you don't wanna be my puppy? How sad."

Chris whines and cranes his head back, staring up into Felix's dark eyes. He still has makeup on, smudged from the day and still beautiful. "At least I'm not chewing on your fingers, right?" He pouts, tilting his head in a way that's certainly not doglike.

Felix can't help but to bend down and kiss him. Even has the audacity to chuckle into Chris' mouth. "Not like I'd complain if you were."

"I'll keep that in mind," Chris whispers, nipping at Felix's bottom lip with a soft chuckle. Felix swats him half heartedly as he pulls away.

He swings himself across the corner and picks something up in a little bag. "Speaking of, by the way–" Chris perks up, scooting over so Felix can join him on the couch. "–since you're basically teething–"

"–I'm not a toddler!"

"Since you're basically teething," Felix repeats, amusement in his voice as he places the bag on Chris' lap, "I figured something like this might work a little better."

Opening the bag, Chris' eyes go wide. It's another dog toy, but this one appears to be made out of... rope? Or something similar in material, at least.

"It's a fucking tug of war toy," Chris says, mildly exasperated but not at all upset. He's actually sort of ecstatic about it, especially now that he's really feeling how rough the texture is. He's almost starting to drool just thinking about how satisfying it'll feel against his itching gums.

"Bought it on the way home," Felix says, smiling happily. Always glad to be helpful, always trying to make Chris' life, or afterlife, better. "Try it," he encourages. And Chris certainly can't deny him.

Chris turns the toy in his hand and tentatively nips at the edge of it. His fangs poke into the material slightly, but at least this one can’t deflate (which is good, since he's popped at least three of the plastic ones in the past few weeks). After a few experimental chomps, he takes it between his cheek and teeth and chews, audibly moaning as the scratchy surface scrapes his gums. He can't even help it, it truly feels that good. A relief he hasn't had in days.

"I love it," Chris mumbles around the fabric, reaching out to pull Felix closer. Melting into his embrace.

Felix giggles, moving a hand up to scratch gently at Chris’ scalp again. He leans in close, lips brushing the shell of his ear, and whispers, “Good boy."

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[hazysaturn]

dracula | stray kids

word count: 735

sentence summary: chris is feeling a bit weird on a halloween night, and stops by your house to get some help. /chaos ensues.\ 

the doorbell rang for the nth time that night, and you groaned aloud before reaching over the couch and grabbing the candy bowl. although you were annoyed by the fact that no one else wanted to help you with the candy giving operations, you couldn’t help smiling every time you saw a kid dressed in a cute costume. (especially when there was a baby dressed in a fuzzy animal onesie.) 

you reminded yourself that you only had to do this until for a couple more hours, and that’s when your parents would allow you to go to the haunted house that your friends were hosting. (it was actually a party, but they didn’t need to know that.)

plastering a big smile on your face, you propped the candy bowl at your hip and opened the door. 

but, instead of a cute little baby or prepubescent kid, you were met by a blond-haired boy dressed in black, who had his finger hovering over the doorbell to ring again. 

“oh, hey chris,” you said, putting the bowl of candy on the floor, “why did you come early? the party doesn’t start until . . . are you okay?” 

you stopped your own sentence, because your friend that just showed up had eyes that were wide and wild in fear, and you could see two distinct spots of blood on his lips. 

“i don’t, i don’t know what’s happening to me,” he said, walking into your house and tripping over the threshold. he would have fallen if you hadn’t caught him by the shoulders, helping him stand up straight again. 

“what do you mean? are you sick?” you asked, and quickly put a hand over his forehead. it wasn’t hot as you expected, and you frowned as you lead him to your couch. 

“i’m not feverish, i think,” he mumbled, “but my body just feels really, i dunno, weird? and it’s freaking me out.”

“weird? like in what way?” you inquired, and he sighed before speaking again. 

“like, i’m always really cold,” he said, clasping his hands together. 

“my teeth hurt sometimes during the night and but when i look at them nothing seems wrong.” 

“i’ve gotten more sensitive to the sun, and when it’s really sunny my skin feels itchy like i’ve got fleas on me.” 

“and today i tried to eat some garlic bread but then my throat started burning up and i threw up. i mean, i can’t be allergic, right? it doesn’t make any sense. and when i was coming over here my eyesight got fuzzy and my body was aching and i thought i was dying again and-”

“chris, breathe,” you interrupted, rubbing his back and putting a hand over his heart to calm him. you turned yourself so that you faced him and he did the same, his eyes shining with tears. 

“you’re not gonna-holy shit,” you exclaimed, your entire body freezing up at the sight of chris's eyes. 

his eyes were grey. 

you realize that his heartbeat picks up again, as the tempo goes faster and he grabs your hand that is resting on him. 

“what? is there something wrong?” he asked, and you gulp before nodding at him. 

“your eyes,” you said, removing your hand from his back, “they’re, uh, grey.”

his face stiffens, and you two spend a moment staring at each other, absolutely bewildered. then, he lets go of your hands and gets up from the couch and starts running down the hallway to your bathroom. 

and then he shrieks yells. 

he runs out of the bathroom, and you notice that large white teeth and sticking out his mouth and covering the two spots of blood that you had seen earlier. 

he has fangs. 

so you shriek yell too. 

both of you guys shriek yell. (until you run out of energy).

“you’re a fucking vampire!” 

“i know!”

“i was right!” you exclaimed, putting a fist into the air in victory. chan arches an eyebrow at you. 

“did you bet on me?” he asks, his eyes growing wide and the space-like color in them intensified. 

“yeah! i mean, you didn’t sleep for four days! what else was i supposed to think, that you’re normal?” you replied, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“ugh,” he groaned, burying his face into his hands, “what am i going to do?”

“i’m not really sure edward,” you answered, “but seungmin owes me ten dollars.” 

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