author’s note I've gotten back into tvd lately, my bad
“If you had the choice, do you think you’d ever do it?” You asked one day, the two of you laying on your bed, your head on his chest with his fingers running through your hair.
“Do what?” Donghyuck asked, shifting so the two of you were eye to eye. You rested your hand on his chest, right above his heart. It didn’t beat anymore, but it was still the only way he’d be able to die - weird, right?
“Be human again.”
He doesn’t answer for a long while before his brown eyes connect with yours and softly whispered, “Would you want me to?”
“This isn’t about what I want,” you whispered back, not really knowing why you two were whispering. “It’s about what you want.”
“I want what you want, though,” he said and sat up, prompting you to sit up with him.
“I want you to choose for yourself,” you shook your head.
Donghyuck stared at you for a few moments before saying, “I’ll do it for you, yes. If it means I get to be with you, yes..” He then smiled sadly, “But there is no cure for vampirism, and you will grow old and have a family and children and a wonderful life without me.
You opened your mouth to respond but he shook his head and leaned forward, placing a hard kiss on your mouth, silently begging you to let the topic go.
You do.
Four months later, here you are as you stare at the so called cure. Donghyuck sits across from you on the bed as you sit on your desk chair, feet pulled up to your chest.
“So this is the cure,” he says, his eyes glued to the small bottle, “Doesn’t seem like it.”
“Not everything is what it seems,” you murmur, your eyes fixated on the bottle as well before enclosing your fist around it and his eyes immediately connect with yours. You smile.
“What are we going to do with it?” He asks, sitting criss-cross now.
“I don’t know,” you respond, sighing. It is silent for a while before you say, “Do you want to take it?”
Donghyuck hesitates for a small second before saying, “Yes.”
You smile sadly.
“No you don’t,” his eyes snap to yours, almost comically widening.
“Yes I do,” Donghyuck says.
You laugh, shaking your head at him, “You don’t,” you hold up your hand to stop him from continuing, “I know you don’t. You seem to forget that I know you better than you do yourself, probably.” You open your fist and lay your palm out flat, staring at the clear liquid inside of the bottle, “You love being a vampire, you love witnessing the new eras and inventions and the super speed and the strength, you love travelling.”
You stop talking for a second before inhaling, “I see the way you stare at those old photographs in the box, I see the way your eyes are hungry for adventure and meeting new people and experiencing new things. You can’t do that if you’re a little old fragile, weak human, like me.”
“Y/N-”
“I’m not finished,” you cut him off almost sharply, “You can not do any of that if you’re like me, you do not want to have to go to school again and have to pay for things instead of just compelling them.” Your eyesight gets blurry, and you can barely see Donghyuck, “I want you with me, forever and ever. But forever is a long time, and I don’t have forever. You do. I want you happy. And I know you being with me as human won’t make you happy.”
“You make me happy,” you can’t see because of your own blurry vision, but his eyes have tears in them. One lone tear falls onto his cheek as you smile.
“I know,” your hand tightens around the cure.
“I love you,” he says.
“I know.”
When you blink the tears away, the only trace left of your ex-lover is the window left open and his faint whispers of love echoing in your ears.
