Taekwoon had always been fascinated by dreams, always asking you about them, how they feel, how they look. He never had one, when he slept it was nothing.
That changed during a nap he took to avoid his duties for the day. He had a beautiful dream about you being a family of three, a stunning little girl with sparkling red eyes running around and infecting everyone with her happiness.
When he woke, he decided to go and wake her up also so they could spend the night together. Of course, no such child was in your home, which caused your husband to panic.
You heard him rushing around, all of his silent grace gone as he searched for his little girl.
He ended up slamming the door open to your room, pulling you attention to him. “I lost our baby,” his eyes held worry in them as he looked at you, hoping you’d tell him your child was fine.
You looked up from your book, taking in his state before raising a brow. “We don’t have a baby…” you informed, making his eyes widen more.
“But she was running around and laughing…” he fretted, making you giggle at him.
“I can assure you we have no children. Yet.”
“What’s wrong with me,” he frowned, body hunching over slightly, running a hand over his face.
“Nothing’s wrong with you,” you giggled, welcoming him into your arms. “You just had a dream.”
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Your snack fill up was interrupted by the sudden presence of your well dressed best friend, making you jump. “Yeah?” you looked over his attire before meeting his eyes. “There’s a dance going on at the palace,” he informed, watching as you poured the rest of the popcorn into the bowl.
“Yeah?” you repeated, raising a brow at him.
“I need you to be there,”
“No,”
“Just pretend to be my date,” the prince pleaded, following closely behind you as you returned to the sofa. “I don’t have anything to wear,” you shrugged, flopping back into your seat.
The breeze of him rushing away made you think he’d given up, but he returned to you, a clothing bag in hand. “This is your size. Go put it on.”
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes and push yourself up. “You owe me,” you grabbed the bag from him then went to change.
He threw you over his shoulder the moment you stepped back into the room and used his speed to get back to the lively party full of the dead at his home.
You heartbeat caught the attention of his parents before you even entered. “This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done,” the queen spoke up, looking over the two of you as he set you down. “This place is full of vampires and you bring a human?” she tutted, making the prince lower his head slightly. “You’re here now, Y/N. I’ll arrange for some human friendly beverages to be brought,” she offered a warm smile to you. “Taekwoon, look after them. They’re your lover for the night after all,” her parting words caused your best friend to become flustered.
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Even though the prince’s eyes were pitch black, they emitted love towards you as you settled comfortably on the bed. Once you were still, he moved to sit next to you, fingers wrapping around your arm.
“Breathe calmly,” he whispered bringing your arm so he could press at the skin of your wrist gently. “If you need me to pull away, don’t hesitate to tell me,” he pecked at the skin a final time before letting his fangs pierce, taking the much needed blood, and leaving his mark to finally bond you.
Your taste was something he could’ve never prepared himself for. A soft moan muffled into your skin as an alien feeling rippled through his body while the rich liquid rushed into his system. He’d feasted on people that had been ‘raised’ to give their blood to royal families, none of them had ever made him feel like this.
It was euphoric, but he couldn’t allow himself to continue. His fangs retracted, his head lulled back as he enjoyed the affect of you.
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Taekwoon had been a bundle of nerves since you asked him to spend the night with you for the first time. His fingers stroked the skin of your cheek gently to entertain and calm himself as you slept. When you began to move, he pulled his hand away and apologised quietly for waking you. “I don’t want you to stop,” your sleepy voice mixed with your action of returning his hand to your face made him finally relax.
