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vampire!Mark Tuan x human!reader
wc: ~4.4k
Warnings: spicy but not explicit, non-idol au, supernatural au, university au, reader is a graduate student, guys please don’t walk alone at night stay safe, slight spook, biting, mentions of blood, some fluff, strangers to lovers sort of?? it’s giving fuck it we ball
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Your friends called you a masochist simply for the fact that no human person should be as much of a workaholic night owl as you.
Truth be told, there was no need for the amount of hours you were putting into your dissertation on the daily. But you had always been the kind of person who could take an idea and run with it far.
You did most of your research at home on a computer but when you needed more comprehensive sources, you could take a short walk from your apartment to the campus library.
One night, however, you found yourself at the library closer to closing hours, frustrated. You had spent what felt like forever looking for data from a specific kind of study and the only thing you found that was close was a book in a language you couldn’t read.
Heaving a sigh, you left the book on a cart and gathered your things to leave. You were just going to have to spend extra time searching through internet archives tonight.
You honestly felt a bit tired at the thought, this is the part of research you hated the most. So you decided a pick-me-up to get through the rest of the night would be smart to grab.
It wasn’t so late that every cafe around campus would be closed, just some of them. So you walked along a dimly-lit road towards the closest one.
Nothing felt strange until after you’d left the cafe, sipping on a latte.
You were approaching a crosswalk and there was a moment where you could have sworn you could hear someone walking behind you, but when you glanced over your shoulder there was the same empty street you’d walked down before.
Getting closer to your building, you felt the strange feeling again but you didn’t turn to look. Instead, you felt an unusually cold draft blow through you as you stopped in front of the door.
A tad creeped out, you whipped your head around in all directions but you, again, saw nothing out of the ordinary. You shook your head and exhaled sharply as you walked in to get back to your apartment.
The next day you had a seminar class in the afternoon. It was a class dedicated to niche topics, so every week a new guest speaker would come in to talk about how they’ve conducted their research in less studied fields.
This week a man named Mark Tuan was scheduled to speak about - what did it say on the syllabus? - supernatural phenomena.
It was a well-known fact that in history, there’s been evidence to support that human-like creatures that can transform or transcend reality exist. It was still widely disputed on how many species still exist today.
Honestly, you weren’t sure what to think. The last time a guest lecture was about anything close to that it was an old lady talking about the dichotomy of nocturnal creatures. You smiled to yourself at the memory of one of your friends writing down your name as an example on a handout for that day.
You were taking out your note-taking materials when Mr. Tuan entered the classroom. When you finally looked up and saw him, you froze.
He was beautiful.
Maybe too beautiful.
His skin was perfectly smooth, his hair seemed to flounce in slow motion, and his features were noble, flattered by his pristine clothes.
Then he smiled to greet your class and it was practically over for you. He was gorgeous when he smiled and his voice was a buttery smooth treat to listen to.
You briefly made eye contact and you could have melted from how warm it made you feel when suddenly, a cold draft of air washed over you the same way it did yesterday, giving you goosebumps.
“Hello class, my name is Mark Tuan and I have been a researcher in the field of supernatural creatures for a long time. I specialize in…”
The word “spellbound” seemed to make sense to you for the first time in your life as your entire peripheral seemed to gloss. You felt yourself forgetting where you were, your shoulders relaxing, almost even forgetting your name as you watched Mark brush a hand through his hair.
One of your classmates raised their hands. Mark smiled (making your heart skip another beat) and called on them.
You shook your head to snap out of it and saw that Mark hadn’t stopped looking at you, but then he turned away immediately to continue his lecture, making you think you’d imagined that he’d still been looking.
“...Centuries ago it was discovered by humans that werewolves and vampires have similarities in behavior and supernatural power, such as being able to turn humans into them, usually to mate for life. It’s strange, given their differences in anatomy, so there is still research being done into a possible common ancestor from prehistoric times.”
“If vampires can live forever and reproduce, why do some people still don’t think they exist?”
“Great question! A colleague of mine did a study on the social impact of supernatural phenomena to delve into it more but from what I know, and what some of you all might know already, there were never laws passed in most human civilizations to protect the rights of humanoid supernatural creatures. Humans have always been more afraid than not of that which …”
As the lecture went on and more information was covered, you thought to search up the study Mr. Tuan had mentioned. You briefly opened a new tab on your device to search but for some reason nothing was coming up. You decided to go back to it later and tune back in to class.
“Even though vampires can turn humans into them, they are still an evolving species. They don’t live in packs, or ‘covens’ as much as they did a few hundred years ago because each new generation functioned differently, even gaining powers that older vampires don’t possess, eventually pushing for change. But since vampires don’t die like humans do, there was nowhere for that change to implement as a whole…”
It was the best you’d ever felt sitting in a classroom. You couldn’t have been the only one in that classroom that was absolutely enamored with this young-looking, well-spoken, and intriguing scholar. But you felt unnaturally at ease, your vision only observing him and his beauty.
When you walked back in, Mark glanced at you briefly and you felt that slow-motion feeling again looking at him as you sat back in your seat, feeling embarrassed to yourself how quickly you’d developed a crush on this man.
“Mermaids and sirens don’t actually come from a common ancestor. It’s fascinating but sirens are actually closer related to vampires than vampires are to werewolves because werewolves don’t wear the same reality-shifting filter that sirens and…”
Toward the end, you got up to go to the bathroom. You checked a clock in the hallway and couldn’t believe how quickly the time had flown.
But then, just for a moment - maybe it was a trick of the light - but in that thought you could have sworn you saw Mark move his foot without casting a shadow. Then just as quickly, you felt all of your worries melt away listening to Mark talk.
At the end of class, a swarm of people (mostly girls) walked up to Mark to ask questions, so you decided to just go and maybe search him up later.
The moment the outdoor air hit your face upon exiting the building, it felt like you had been near-sighted your whole life and you were putting glasses on for the first time.
It was almost frightening how you suddenly realized even with notes you’d written down, you could barely remember most of the last hour.
You sat down at one of the benches outside of the building and took out your tablet again. You opened the search tab from earlier and started scrolling further, delving deeper with your prompts until you finally found something that rang a bell.
The main study you could find related to the topic mentioned by Mr. Tuan earlier was by a man named Kim Yugyeom who published it…over a hundred years ago.
That can’t be right…Mr. Tuan couldn’t have been over twenty-eight or so.
But just as you’d entertained that thought, you felt your senses dull again, any worries you might have felt before that moment vanished.
You turned to see Mark Tuan exit the building, wearing a long coat over the smart outfit he’d just been wearing to teach. He turned to see you and he smiled that dazzling smile that made your heart race before. You nodded towards him, trying not to look flustered and he stopped to wave.
“I hope you enjoyed my lecture. Y/N, right? I’m new around here so I wanted to ask someone what’s available for food nearby? But your classmates all had so many questions it slipped my mind.”
“What do you recommend?”
You put your stuff back in your bag and got up. “Well, uh,” omg Y/N, get it together. You cleared your throat and pointed in the direction you had walked from before class.
“That way there’s a couple of small spots, and the other way there’s a few restaurants harder to get to.”
Mark looked grateful as he placed a hand on his chest. His warm eyes practically shone. “That is very kind, I’d like that.”
“Well…” You made the mistake of meeting his eyes. Truly, this man was the definition of handsome. You didn’t even realize what you were saying until you’d said it.
“I was going to go eat ramen or something if you wanted me to show you.”
As you walked and talked with your new acquaintance, trying not to feel uneasy, you found that Mark was more interested in asking you questions than talking about anything else.
“Why did you choose to come to this university for your terminal degree?” Mark asked at some point.
You didn’t have to think too hard for an answer, thankfully. “Honestly, they gave me the most scholarship money out of my options. But I always liked the campus. I always love exploring the library for things I’ve never heard of before.”
“That’s something I enjoy too,” Mark smiled. “Did anything about my lecture today surprise you then?”
Mark looked fascinated by your response. “That’s certainly a well documented part of the research I do.”
Not looking at him, your brows furrowed. For some reason that question felt harder to answer. You actually had to try to remember even though the class had just happened.
“I guess…probably the part about how different supernatural species hunt? And how the evolution of that has influenced human settlement in the past.”
When you walked in, you’d been hoping to see someone you knew so you wouldn’t have to be left alone with Mark. But there was a shocking lack of people around. You had the thought of maybe taking your food to go so that it wouldn’t be awkward eating, but that thought faded quicker than you could catch on as Mark stepped into your lane of sight and led you to a table near the back.
As you got closer to the ramen place, the sun was starting to set, and the way the light hit Mark’s face as he spoke was simply ethereal.
It felt like a dream come true that this was happening to you, really, but you couldn’t shake this very small gut feeling that all wasn’t as it seemed to be.
“Thank you for inviting me to tag along,” Mark spoke a bit softly, making you blush.
You managed a smile with a gulp and waved your hand. “Oh, yeah, anytime.”
If only you’d known then that those words would be the ones to spell your doom.
There was a moment where as you were eating, you and Mark reached for a napkin at the same time and your hands brushed against each other.
Conversation with Mark over dinner continued to be pleasant. You learned that he was originally from overseas and travelled to conduct research with others in his field. He mainly studied werewolves and vampires but he said his favorite topic outside of that were human hybrids and shifters.
His most recent study led him to another university close to yours, where a student had been recently turned by a vampire.
The chill that it sent down your spine wasn’t one of embarrassment, it was the kind you only got when touching fresh ice cubes. Mark’s skin was maybe too cold to the touch for someone who was eating ramen while wearing a coat.
That same gut feeling came back to you and this time you couldn’t ignore it.
“This has been great,” you spoke slowly, trying not to meet Mark’s eyes. “But I should probably get home, I have work to do. I’ll pay for my portion up front.”
“I was going to offer to pay,” Mark replied, catching you off guard. It made you meet his eyes. He looked sincere and you couldn’t help feeling all warm. But you swallowed it down in a polite bow.
“Thank you but it’s okay. It was nice meeting you, maybe I’ll see you around.”
Had you not bowed, maybe you would have noticed the gleam of red that flashed across Mark’s eyes.
Hours later, you were at your computer typing when you got a notification on your phone. One of your classmates had sent a message to the seminar group chat. A few others chimed in as you read.
You were in shock staring at your phone as the conversation continued.
X/N: guyssss i found one of mr. tuan’s published works and it’s about vampire hunting
XX/N: You mean like vampire slayers? He talked about that today
X/N: no like when vampires hunt humans
XX/N: why r u so excited
X/N: bc it was published decades ago
X/N: maybe he’s part vampire or something isn’t that hawt
XXX/N: y’all just noticed?
X/N: do u think if i ask he'll bite me
Were you the only person who didn’t notice anything?
The more you read, the more anxious you felt. You reached the part that said the only warning signs of being hunted that could manifest, such as strange feelings and cold sensations, only happen if a vampire was in close enough range.
You slowly picked up your phone and clicked on the link the first person sent. The article was indeed a tad dated but from the way the paragraphs with no quotations read, you could tell it couldn’t have been a different Mark Tuan.
It talked about how the vampires who still hunt have several methods of luring people in. Studies done by humans-turned-vampires Mark cited showed that vampires more often than not had preferences in their prey. Some enjoyed the chase while others preferred those easier to influence.
“The myth that vampires can open any locked entrance is only partially true,” You read aloud. “Older vampires need to be invited inside first. Newer evolutions…” That’s when you felt that cold draft of wind waft over you again. This time you dropped your phone with a gasp, looked around your room frantically, then ran forward to lock your bedroom door.
“It’s too late,” a familiar voice sing-songed behind you. You whipped around and opened your mouth to scream, but in a nanosecond you felt an freezing cold hand covering your mouth and your back pressed against the door.
“I came in through the window,” Mark spoke in a low voice, slowly grinning. His eyes were dark but you could see the unnatural red glint in them from the glow of the only light in the room, your dimmed lamp.
You tried to squirm but you couldn’t even flinch under the superhuman strength Mark possessed.
As terrified as you were, you couldn’t help but feel your body temperature rise. You particularly felt warm right above your legs where one of Mark’s thighs was pressed against to keep you in place. His gaze on you was so intense, you thought about just going limp for him right then and there.
“I thought about approaching you last night,” Mark spoke, moving his other hand from your chest to caress your shoulder. “But it would have been too easy.”
His hand brushed your hair out of the way of your bare neck, the sight of which made him run his tongue over his canines, which had suddenly become much longer and pointier than you remembered.
But then suddenly he stepped back from you. You blinked twice at his suddenly impish face, his eyes back to normal.
“That was fun. But I don’t want to kill you. Or feed on you against your will.”
You were so dumbfounded at this turn of events that you forgot how to move your body. You tried to step forward but practically tripped right into Mark’s arms.
“Woah, careful!” Mark exclaimed, helping you up.
Once you’d had a moment to collect your thoughts, you sat onto your bed and wrapped your comforter around you. “So…have you been following me for a while?”
“I smelled your scent a few nights ago but it took me a bit to track you. Usually I seek out vampires that work in hospitals who distribute unused blood bags but you…stood out. Amongst most humans I come across. Then I found out you were going to be in the seminar I was invited to so I was…intrigued. Last night I tested my powers on you to see how long I could get by without revealing what I was. You’re one of the stronger ones against hunting abilities so I had to use charm the most today.”
Your face went red remembering all of the fantasies you’d had about him in class. “I…noticed.”
He chuckled and ran his tongue over his teeth again. You admitted to yourself that it was quite the turn-on when he did that.
“I watched you eat human food today, does that mean you’re a hybrid?” You figured there were no weird questions you could ask at this point.
“I’m a pure vampire descended from hybrids. There’s more like me in the world than you’d think. I can replenish my abilities with both food and blood but I have to drink blood at some point to survive. I also don’t burn in the sun.”
You nodded slowly. “The study you mentioned, I found one from a hundred years ago by someone named Kim Yugyeom. How old does that make you?”
Mark smiled and sat down in your desk chair. “You’re a clever one. Yugyeom is a dear friend of mine, he’s a vampire who was once human. I’m about three hundred.”
You felt your mouth dry up as that sank in. “Have you…ever turned anyone?”
Mark pursed his lips. “I…haven’t, actually. Truth be told, you might be the only person I’ve ever felt that instinct towards. I hope that’s not…off putting. We’ve only just met and I’ve never had this chance to figure this feeling out before. I’m not usually one to ‘make an entrance’, so to speak.”
“So…Mark?”
The whiplash this man was giving you internally was making your face contort in ways you never had before. Mark must have picked up on your bewilderment because he let out a chuckle.
You laughed a tiny bit back, trying to relax.
He nodded.
“Uh…does it…hurt? Like, to be bitten?”
Mark shifted his gaze and licked his lips uncomfortably. “Depends on how hungry the vampire is and…how lulled the human. Not all vampires nowadays adapt to modern standards of human decency but I-”
“You can drink from me, it’s okay.”
Mark froze. His eyes bored into yours, darkening in a way that made you feel arousal pool unbiddenly at your core.
You tried to speak again, your voice barely above a whisper. “You terrify me but…it’s not like I didn’t already find you attractive. As long as this isn’t the last time you plan to talk to me, I don’t mind if you-”
In a split second, you were pinned to your mattress with your hands above your head with one hand, Mark on top of you with his other hand cupping your face.
“Are you sure? There will be no going back.” He was breathing heavily, his lips ghosting yours. His pupils were blown with want but you could still see the worry that glinted in his eyes.
You got yourself to nod once and his lips captured yours. You couldn’t stop the moan that emerged from your throat.
Mark’s lips moved feverishly against yours, soaking in your warmth and your pliancy. As he made his way down your neck, you gasped for air in a way that only spurred him on.
“You have no idea…how delicious you feel. And your blood…it sings to me.”
You couldn’t help but whimper at the husky tone of his voice, nor could you help the desire you felt hearing his groans against your skin.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful…I won’t do anything more than feed on you tonight but…know that it is taking every fiber of my being not to devour you whole, to make you all mine.”
Mark moved his left hand from your hands to support your neck and his right hand to cradle your back. You felt his nose brush the hot skin above your jugular, then his tongue in such a sensual way, you bit your lip in anticipation.
“Don’t hold your breath, darling…” Mark murmured. “You’ll feel a pinch but I promise to take good care of you.”
You tried to brace yourself as Mark slowly sank his teeth into your neck but the initial pain still came as a shock. However the moment you let out a sharp cry, it quickly turned back to sounds of pleasure.
It felt like getting a hickey, but far more intense. Your last complete thought before your entire body went limp was that vampires must have a numbing agent in their teeth. You could hear Mark sucking in gulp after gulp as you gradually felt dizzy.
Then he removed himself from you and pushed himself up, still on top of you but face to face. He was panting slightly and was looking down at you with heavy-lidded red eyes, some of your blood dribbling down from his mouth to his chin.
It was the most amazing sight you’d ever laid eyes on. You couldn’t even feel embarrassed upon discovery. You wanted more, more of him and more of the pleasure, but you could barely express anything beyond a whimper.
From the way his eyes shifted from red to dark to red again, he must have picked up on your heightened desire, but then he leaned his head back to close his eyes.
“You taste amazing, Y/N…I have to control myself or I’ll suck you completely dry.”
You felt warmth flush your face at the way he said that and he seemed to realize it after. He suddenly looked shy, a complete contrast to before.
“I’m not one of the vampires that have healing abilities so this will just have to do.” Mark’s eyes were still tinted red but his expression and motions looked human again.
“Haha…you know what I mean,” he said, slowly getting off of you.
You watched him grab a tissue from your desk to gingerly wipe his face, as if he was eating at a nice restaurant. Then he took another one to dab your deck with.
You could feel your motor function coming back slowly but you still couldn’t talk yet. Mark didn’t seem surprised and sweetly pulled your chair over to sit by you.
“In case you’re wondering, I'm not full. I drank enough to sustain myself until I can find a local dealer. And I meant what I said, your blood…it does ‘sing’ to me. Feeling it course through me is intense in a way even I can’t fully describe. It’s not everyday a vampire experiences a pull like that.”
You found yourself able to move your arm a bit so you tried to reach for his face but couldn’t quite. Mark gently took your hand to set it back down, rubbing circles into your skin. It sent shivers through you.
You tried to open your mouth, your voice coming out just barely. “You…”
Mark cocked his head in amusement. “What’s that, darling?”
“...you missed a spot…”
Mark blinked. You brought your hand up again, this time successfully touching his cheek and brushing away a spot of blood near his mouth.
Before you could retract your hand, Mark placed his hand over yours in a blink and pressed your palm against his face. You were caught off guard by the gesture, but then watched Mark take a shaky breath.
He turned his face slightly without taking his eyes off yours and pressed his nose against your wrist. Your awareness of the sound of your own pulse heightened as you felt him take in the sensation, your scent lulling him into parting his lips. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. You felt his grip on your hand shift and tighten around your wrist, his eyes glowing red upon opening them again.
If it wasn’t so dangerous - no, because it was so dangerous, on the teetering edge, you were brimming with excitement and a new rush of arousal.
Mark all but managed to pull himself together with a groan and let your arm go as you were finally able to sit yourself up. Mark saw you wince a bit and in a flash was standing up, supporting you with both arms.
“Let me get you some water, maybe a snack if you have anything.”
“Will you bite my wrist next time?” As soon as it came out, your eyes widened and you cowered your head.
“It’s okay,” Mark laughed heartily, pressing a kiss into your hair. “I know we have a lot to talk about.”
a/n: well clearly I was feeling some type of way Mark Tuan has such a chokehold on me i cant idk if anyone on tumblr other than me is still reading got7 fics so i did this on a whim for myself shoutout to x/n clearly a baddie stay safe everyone lol i hope you enjoyed
