A/N: This is not a true representation of the EXO members. Pure fiction. Real life yanderes are a no-go. First yandere attempt. Do not read if you are uncomfortable with things like this.
Xiumin
“Who was that guy you were talking to at work?”
Minseok watched as you turned around to look at him in bewilderment, but he kept his eyes locked with yours as he waited for an answer. You seemed to fumble a bit, his question catching you off guard, and that made him even more anxious of the relationship between you and that man.
“What guy? I work with a lot of guys.” You said, wiping your hands on your pants legs as you spoke. The fact that you worked with more than one guy always did annoy Minseok, or rather, made him more anxious. And with what he had seen today, he had a very good reason to be.
“The one that you went with to lunch to that cafe opposite your workplace. He bought you a coffee and a bagel, as well as a side of chips.” Minseok’s fists were tight by his side, his knuckles turning white as he recalled seeing you sitting across from that other man in the cafe, the lunch which he had prepared for the two of you on the floor as he dropped it in shock of seeing you with someone else. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at him.
“How on earth do you know that...” You words trailed off, your own mind trying to figure it out before your eyes widened in realization. “Were you watching me? Watching us?”
“...Just tell me who he is. I want his name.” Minseok said, the image of you laughing at something that man had said to you making him more and more anxious as he was the only one who should be making you laugh. He heard your disbelieving laugh.
“I cannot believe...Minseok I have told you a million times to not come to me when I am at work! You always get so upset and jealous that-”
“What is his name!” He was desperate, he wanted to know just who it was trying to steal you away. His yell made you flinch and you didn’t have time as Minseok was suddenly on you, grabbing at your biceps and holding you tightly as he stared at you with wild eyes. “Tell me who he is! Tell me who he is!”
“Minseok!” You tried to pull out of his grip but it was too strong, and he was only tightening it the longer he waited for you to give him the man’s name.
“Tell me his name! Tell me!”
He wasn’t going to let him take you away. He was not going to let some man swoop in and take away what was his. You were his and only his. He wasn’t going to let any other man make you laugh or smile. Only him.
Suho
You were picking up on his anger, it not being obvious at first but as the night continued to progress, you were coming to realize that the waiter was putting his life at risk.
Junmyeon had decided to treat you tonight. You had been locked up for a long while, and so he decided to go on a slight extravaganza and take you out for a romantic evening at a restaurant. He had intended for it to happen with no mishaps, but its appeared he has miscalculated as the eyes of a wandering waiter was enough to one to drive his fork into his eye.
It started with his greeting to you and Jungmyeon, complimenting you on your looks and how...lovely you looked in the restaurants lighting. And while he agreed that you were stunning, with and without your dress, another man eyeing was enough to test his anger. And for the whole night, it just progressed from there. Attempting to pull out your chair for you, giving you a complimentary glass of wine on his account, subtly flirting with you as the two of you ordered, and even going as far to tease you by saying he would feed you. That was when you realised that he was getting angry and you hastily shook your ahead before grabbing your knife and fork and eating your food.
He stared at you intently, her jaw clenching as the sight of another man flirting with you was sending him into a silent fury. And you knew just what was going to come to the waiter if he did not stop your flirtations. You reached out and touched his hand which was resting on the table, which prompted him to turn his palm over and grip your hand in his, squeezing it tightly. You winced but you still smiled at him.
“Jung, I am enjoying this evening with you. Thank you for treating me tonight. I-I love you.” You stammered, hoping it was enough to calm him.
It wasn’t. You could help but watch in dismay when the waiter returned to the table, another charming smile on his face as he carried a complimentary dessert from his account again. But just before he could place it on the table, Jungmyeon reached out to grab the plate and all but flung it across the room before standing up and forcing you out of your seat as well and pulled you towards him.
“We’re leaving.” He ordered before dragging you towards the exit, unbothered to pay because he knew that the longer he stayed there, the closer he was to committing murder in front of so many people. And he did not want to scar you with his actions.
Instead he will just keep you locked up at home, where no one will ever eye you like the waiter did ever again. He should have known better than bringing you out. He won’t make the same mistake again.
Lay
His face was solemn when he watched two men flirt with you as he arrived back with the coffee you had requested. The two men were dressed in leather, no doubt attempting to pull off the ‘bad boy’ image, and decidedly believed that you were one of those easy girls who would fall for a man with a motorcycle. He knew their type and he knew that they would not relent until they knew that you were taken by a much more lethal man than them.
“Beat it.” Yixing ordered, arriving by your side and fixing the two men with a harsh glare. One of them scoffed.
“Fuck off.”
The man reached for your wrist, no doubt to pull you towards him, but his plan was interrupted when his wrist was grabbed by Yixing. Yixing immediately twisted the man’s wrist and began to bend it in the opposite direction, making the man scream and forced to his knees as he tried to stop Yixing in his attempt at breaking his wrist. His buddy tried to help him, throwing a punch in Yixing’s direction, only for it to miss entirely. Yixing dodged the punch and used the man’s momentum against him, forcing him in the ground and giving him a hard kick to the face, immediately breaking the man’s nose.
“Pathetic.” He growled before returning to bending the man’s wrist until he heard the satisfying crack of the bone breaking. The man screamed in pain, clutching at his now broken wrist, and Yixing tossed his hand away before kicking the man in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground. “Get lost. Now.”
The men didn’t even bother to fight even more, they gathered themselves up and sprinted away, leaving you and Yixing behind. Yixing took a controlled breath before turning around to look at you, terror in your eyes now that he turned his attention to you. He gave you a small smile before picking up the coffee he had given you and handed it to you casually.
“Here’s your coffee angel.”
You took it with shaky hands and Yixing just gave you a smile before reaching for your hand, the same one which he had used to break a man’s wrist. He laced his fingers with yours and began to pull you away, uncaring of who was watching the two of you in shock.
Baekhyun
“Light it up up up, light it up up up, light it up up up, we’re on fiiiire~” Baekhyun sang, going about the room with the gasoline container, pouring gasoline along the floor as he walked.
The panicked, muffled screams of the person tied to the dining room table reached Baekhyun’s ears but he chose to ignore them. He was focusing on the task at hand. He had to make sure that the entire room was covered up so that it will catch alight the quickest, as well as being the heart of the soon to happen fire in the house. Once he was satisfied, he placed the container on the table before walking over to the tied person and crouched down in front of them, locking them in an intense gaze.
“You know, Y/N will be so sad once she learns of your death, but don’t worry, I will be there to pick her up.”They immediately began to struggle even more, more muffled screams getting tossed at him but they did not affect Baekhyun at all.
Instead, they just made him smile before tilted his head to the side and continued to stare at them. He just wandered what on earth you saw in them. They hardly put up a fight when Baekhyun jumped them in their own house, but then again, they were half-asleep and were going to to their kitchen for a late-night glass of water. They didn’t know that Baekhyun had broken into their house to deal with them, so perhaps he should not blame them too much. But again, he could, because they were the ones who didn’t take his warnings to heart. It isn’t like he didn’t give them chances to end their friendship with you. They could have done it anytime, but they didn’t. So that is all on them.
Baekhyun stood up from the floor and let out a hum as he turned and looked at the gasoline container on the dining table, a contemplating look on his face as he deliberated in his head. He glanced back at them and then back at the container before letting out a sigh, walking over to the table and picking up the container before walking back to them. He uncapped the container.
“While I would prefer to just leave you be, Y/N would want you to have a quick death, so I will grant her at least that wish.” He then immediately poured the gasoline over their head, covering them entirely in the flammable substance until the container’s contents were finished.
He gave them a satisfied smile before taking the empty container with him as he walked to the doorway, turning around to look at their terrified eyes before fishing out the matches from his pocket, taking his time as he took a match and lit, pausing only to take one last look at them.
“Light it up up up, light it up up up, light it up up up, we’re on fiiiire~.”
And then he dropped it, engulfing the room and them in flames before leaving the house to let it burn to the ground.
Chen
“Please Jong...please stop.”
Jongdae turned to look at you, your body strapped to the chair to make sure that you wouldn’t move, tears trailing down your cheeks as you looked at him from his place to the table where the man who had kissed you lay. He leveled with you a look, one mixed with anger and jealousy, before he shook his head.
“I told you darling, that I will punish you for letting another man touch your lips. As well as kill him, I think I am killing two birds with one stone right now.” He said, twirling his knife skillfully before turning back to the table to resume his work.
He could have been a surgeon in his past life, or perhaps his knifes skills were inherited from his parents, but no matter, he was putting them to good use right now. He skillfully glided it along the body of the man who had tarnished you, who had spoiled his prized possession by laying his lips against it. He kissed you. He kissed you as if you belonged to him. But you didn’t belong to him. You belonged to Jongdae, and he was cementing that fact into the man’s body along with his knife.
“Please Jong, please stop. I don’t want to watch this. Please. I’m sorry.” You cried out to him, sobs wracking your body as you watched this horrible torture of your coworker who simply could not control himself when intoxicated. It meant nothing, it just being a drunken mishap, but it meant a whole lot to Jongdae as it happened right in front of him when he attended your work party with you. And now you and your coworker was paying the price.
“Ah, but you must watch Y/N. This way you will never betray me again.” He quipped, his face solemn as he continued to cut your coworker while he screamed in pain, completely unable to defend himself due to being strapped to the table. You sobbed in response.
“I’ve learnt my lesson, I promise. I-I will never go to a work party again. I promise I won’t Jong just please...let me go home.”
Jongdae paused from his work and turned to look at you, taking him you desperate and terrified figure as you looked at him pleadingly. When you begged like this, it just made his heart yearn to comfort you. To just forget this and to keep you in his arms, cuddling and kissing away your tears while ensuring that you were safe and that he would never lay a hand on you. But his jealous mind reminded him about your betrayal, about the memory replaying in his head of your coworker kissing you like you belonged to him.
“No.” He said, causing another sob to escape your lips as you helplessly trembled in your seat. “You have to learn and I won’t make you leave halfway. We will go home, but only after you punishment is done.”
He then turned around, switching his knife for a scalpel in order to do finer work to your coworkers body, his solemn look still in place as he continued with your punishment.
Chanyeol
“Chanyeol stop! Please! Please stop!”
Your cries were falling on deaf ears as Chanyeol was in his own mind as his fists continued to rain down on the man’s face like hail in a storm. He was just not stopping, the sticky sensation of the mans blood on his knuckles did not break his rhythm at all. All he remembers is seeing that man trying to take you away, trying to make you dance with him while the two of you were resting, so he was going to kill him on the spot right here.
Everyone in the club were too scared to try intervene because he looked like a madman right now. And perhaps he was, but surely they must have seen this man making a move on his woman. He was protecting what was is, he was punishing this man for trying to take you away. He was going to make sure it is the last lesson that he will ever learn. His fist will be like a judges gabble, sentencing to her eternal life sentence for a crime he committed.
“Chanyeol please stop!” You tossed your body at him, trying to pull him off the man as he kept brutally beating him up.
All you saw was blood and it was terrifying you. You knew that he gets jealousy easily but you weren’t able to stop it from happening. You are but a helpless side victim to this while the primary victim was laying on the blood, bleeding profusely and resembling more a crush fruit than a human being. Chanyeol was going to kill him. You knew he was capable of doing it and in front of all these people, there was no possible way he could escape even if he wanted to.
Chanyeol felt you on him and immediately whirled around to face you, his hands going to grab your arms and squeezing them tightly in his rage as he stood up and pushed you away, his seething glare locked with his eyes as he walked towards you.
“You fucking wanted to go with him didn’t you?” He asked rhetorically, his walk filled with fury as he got closer to you. You stumbled backwards against the bar and shook you head.
“N-No of course not! I-”
“Don’t fucking lie to me!” Chanyeol screamed and all but brought his hand to your face, slapping you and shoving you to the ground. You cried in pain as you clutched at your cheek before being pulled up to your feet by Chanyeol, his hand gripping you tightly by the shoulder. “Don’t you ever lie to me! Ever!”
“I-I’m sorry!” You were sobbing, and seeing your tear just made Chanyeol even more angry. He shoved you roughly against the bar again before grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you with him as he made his way to the exit.
“Get out of my fucking way!” He screamed at all the club-goers and they all obeyed, parting like the red sea for him as he dragged you out of the club with him, leaving behind the battered man who had been victim to Chanyeol’s jealousy and fury.
D.O.
Kyungsoo reached for the light switch beside the basement door before unlocking it, the hinges squeaking as he opened it and walked into the room of where you were currently locked in. His eyes immediately fixed themselves on your chained figure, your body laying on the bed covered by a blanket as you slowly woke up from your sleep.
The bright light nearly blinded you due to being locked in the basement with no light for a hours. Your eyes were red and puffy and your cheeks were stick from your dried tears as you had eventually cried yourself to sleep because of your punishment that Kyungsoo issued to you. Locking you in the basement with no light, food, or water for a few hours to think about what you did was a horrible punishment, not only because you felt so deprived, but because you felt so much more like a child or a pet. Especially since Kyungsoo ensured that you would stay put, so he chained your leg to the bed which you are laying on. It was humiliating for you, but you could not fight against him. His word was law in his home, and that included you.
Kyungsoo made his way to your bed and took a seat on the side of it, his eyes staring at you while his face remained solemn. He had cleaned himself up before coming to visit you, his reason for jealousy dealt with. The clothes of which he worse during his punishment to the person who made him jealousy were currently being burned in the fireplace, the stained cotton becoming ash and therefore making his sin disappear.
Though he wasn’t actually sinning, he was just getting rid of vermin. He was simply being like any man would when his partner is being threatened. He protected you. His jealousy was an instinct telling him to protect you because you were in a threatening danger. He simply did his job as a good boyfriend.
“Have you learnt your lesson?” He asked you, gazing at you while you still adjusted to the lights shining down on you.
You blinked at him and noticed he was wearing new clothes, as well as smelling like fresh soap and shampoo with his hair still slightly wet, telling you he had just had a shower. While you heard his question, you didn’t answer it. Instead you sat up on the bed, the chain clinking at your movement as you looked at him with a serious expression.
“Kyung, what did you do?” You asked, treading carefully as you could not tell what Kyungsoo was thinking at the moment due to his guarded expression. He shrugged.
“Nothing you need to concern yourself with. Now let me asking you again, have you learnt your lesson?
You wanted to say no. You wanted to scream it at his face, to hit him, to just throw him across the room, but you knew you couldn’t do that. Kyungsoo was in control and both of you knew it, so you knew what you had to say to make him happy. You nodded.
“Yes Kyungsoo, I learnt my lesson. I’m sorry.” You bowed your head at him, hands grabbing at the sheet but relaxing as soon as you calmed yourself to feign sincerity. Kyungsoo smiled.
“Glad to hear that.”
He pulled out the key to your chain and unlocked it, removing it from your ankle before then sweeping you up into his arms bridal style before leaving the basement, carrying you out of it to spoil you with a warm bath.
Kai
His kiss was harsh. It consisted of teeth clashing and dominance and he didn’t pull away until you felt like you were going to pass out with the lack of air that he was depriving you from. You gasped when he eventually pulled his lips away, leaning forward and using his chest as a barrier to keep you up with your hands pressed against it, panting heavily. You then felt a hand on your jaw and you were forced to look up into his eyes which were blazing as he stared you down.
“You. Are. Mine.” He uttered, making sure to assert each word on its own to make you more aware of what he was trying to say. Or rather to make you aware of how hard he was claiming you. You nodded your head before fisting his shirt on his chest.
“I-I know that Jongin.” He scoffed.
“Oh really? Because it seemed to me that you were loving the attention that guy was giving you.”
Jongin slammed his fist against the alley wall he had pressed you against, making you flinch as you felt his muscles ripple from the impact, as well as feeling his heartbeat under your palm. It was going so fast, a clear sign that he was angry and you couldn’t help but tremble as Jongin continued to cage you in against the wall, he eyes boring into yours. With his hand still on your jaw, he pushed you back against the wall and leaned in, his nose brushing against yours.
“J-Jongin-”
“If you ever give another man any attention, even if I am not there, I will kill him. Do you understand?” You trembled from how low and deadly his voice sounded, unable to answer due to your fear. Jongin squeezed your jaw painfully, making you whine in pain as he pressed his forehead against yours. “I said, do you understand? Fucking answer me.”
“I-I understand.” You managed to stammer out, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes as Jongin’s fingers dug into your jaw.
Jongin immediately loosed his grip and then smashed his lips to yours in a passionate kiss, tongue immediately entering your mouth and dominating you completely as he pressed you against the wall, both arms resting beside your head and keeping you caged in as he took his fill of you. He pulled away once again once you were only a few seconds away again from passing out with no air.
“Good.”
Sehun
Sehun was panting as he stood in the middle of the room, it in complete disarray due to his rage taking over his body and thus causing him to make a complete wreckage of everything. You just sat on the floor trembling, looking at him with tear stained cheeks with terrified eyes. You were scared of him, and that just made him more angry.
“This is your fault! You made me like this! It is your fault!”
Sehun threw yet another vase to the floor, it surprisingly being spared from his previous onslaught but unable to survive his next one. You cried and flinched as the broken pieces of China exploded and a few of the shards hit you, cutting our arms as they were exposed. He growled and stormed over to you, grabbing your wrist and forcing you to look at him while he remained crouched in front of you.
“You are a such an idiot! What the fuck were you thinking accepting flower from him! You’re mine! You’re fucking mine!”
“Sehun please!”
You knew it was useless to try fight against him, him being so much stronger than you are, but that didn’t stop you from trying. You tried to pull your wrist out of his hand, but that only resulted in him delivering a hard punch to your side before throwing you to the floor himself. He snarled in anger while he paced in front of you, pulling at his hair. You whined in plain, holding your side of where he had just struck you, which then caused him to crouch down in front of you again.
“I didn’t hit you that hard. Don’t be dramatic. But anyway you deserve it, you don’t have the right to complain when I am the one upset here! Don’t try take it away from me!”
He shot up again and stormed around the room, hitting the closest flat surface in his anger as the flowers of which a flirty guy had gifted you laid trashed on the floor, Sehun already annihilating them along the rest of the room in his jealousy. All you did was sob as you hugged yourself on the floor, curling into a fetal position as you continued to listen to Sehun raging around the room, swearing and hitting things as he tried to manage his anger.
“This is your fault! Your damn fault! Stop playing the victim! You deserve it!”
He was so angry. So jealous. No one should be giving you flowers but him. No one at all. Only him. And the fact that some other man had given you roses was just driving him mad. He needed to do something. He needed to kill something. And he knew who.
Sehun stormed out the room to go to the garage to get his kit. He was going to find that man and hunt him down. By the end of the night, he will just be another statistic on the number of deaths in the city. That will calm him, as well as give you the time to realize what a fatal mistake you made by accepting those stupid flowers.
Your family has worked as the mafia group go-to financial advisors and consultants. When a hit is sent out, by a rogue mafia group, your entire family s wiped out. You are left with only your brother. The EXO take you under their protection, regardless of your protests to want to leave the mafia world behind, along with your troubled memories.
Warning: Blood and Injury
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You smell lavenders, and you know there's a bunch of those fresh flowers, somewhere in the room. Kai and Kyungsoo.
During your sleep, you were abruptly drifted back to consciousness when your hooded eyes made sight of the two brothers at the foot of your bed. Both huddled into each other's shoulders. One of them softly sobs while the other murmurs some inaudible words to the other.
"Not again... not so soon."
"She's strong... she'll fight her way back to us-"
But both looked and sounded rather upset with you. The ventilation pipe's discomfort pulls you back into unconsciousness.
When you drift awake again, it's to the familiar face of your doctor, back when you were Europe.
"D- Doc... Zh- Zhang?" You try to say through the oxygen mask, you now wore. Thank goodness, the horrible pipe down your throat is gone. Although the feeding tube was the lesser of the evils.
The dimpled, soft face looks up from flushing your drip and changing out the empty blood bag for a full one.
'Blood... no... too much of it... on that night... on my dress... arm and leg... the side of my face.' Your mind races.
"Easy, sweetheart. You need to slow down your thoughts and calm your racing heart." The doctor coos. His hands flying over the beeping machines, while monitoring your radial pulse on your trembling arm.
'My hair slick with blood splatters... Appa!... more blood splatters... more brain matter this time... Mama!...'
"Myeon hyung, get the boys in here to suppress or haul out Minseok hyung. I can't get her to calm down if she sees him in that state."
I'm sorry I got hurt on your watch, Minseok. You hope to convey to your bodyguard, as soon as you can speak your lengthy apology.
The doctor leans in, to have his entire frame within all my view of the room. A calm stare down.
So does your heart rate, feels the effects of the gaze, apparently. Despite the scuffle in background.
Your head finally seems to clear and pinned firm on your neck. Not just your head, but your body, was not as weighted as it felt, the other few times you had jostled awake.
*
You can't however fight the urge, when you bolt upright and shoot out of your bed, to the nearest door you find. Not without causing a commotion and mess around your bed.
"YN... YN! GET UP AND RUN!"
Your brother's voice screams at your muddled brain.
A phantom ache at the back of your head, makes you wince, while crawling and stumbling to your feet.
Your legs nearly fail you, but your will to set off and run is spurred on. Three or four paces on, you are jerked back, with a clatter behind you. You ignore the noise that sets off a colourful series of curses, from a figure you did not see.
You yank your arm, hard, to your chest and tubes rip out of your arm to saline and blood splatters on the sheets, machines and floor.
'Blood on the floor again...' your chest constrict in sheer horror.
"Fuck... damnit... what the fuck-" A man runs across the room. First you panic, not recognising him through your blind panic and dark spots clouding your vision.
"YN, you'll further injure yourself..." The bright voice cut through the fog of anxiety. He leaps over the bed, and he too slips over the mess you had just made.
Your bodyguard.
Minseok!
Your heart leaps and its rate beats faster, if that could be possible without encouraging an arrhythmia.
"YN, you lost a lot of blood. You're probably lighthead-" he all but collides with you, turning you away from the bloody mess.
Your legs gave way from under you, triggering your own collapse to the whirlwind of emotions going through a series of rollercoasters in your head.
"Fuck..." Minseok's vocabulary continues to be just as colourful as you remember when you were on the floor, in the stairwell, begging your eyes not to close and the your bodyguard made it beyond the muscled goons of Taemin and Key.
"I'm o-okay." You mumble.
"Like fuck you are!" He whisper-shouts, his eye roaming over your body, doing his check, while you pant in his arms trying to catch your breath.
You sit there in silence, off to his side, while he cradles your shoulders and head to his chest. Your arm, where the IV lines ripped from, trickled blood that soaked your top. It stung too, but your hands also clung to Minseok's shirt, memories rushing through you.
All that you know, and had come to know moments before that bullets ripped through your stomach. Then Taemin reminding you to choose wisely like how you had not, in the past.
Now your family is gone, because of your choice then.
Yunho, was threatened because of your choice now.
The man holding you, startles when you suddenly kick and thrash, shouting incoherently, in tears that had been running down your face the moment you woke up.
"I refused their proposal to their nephew, then they killed my family!" To thrash and claw at the front of Minseok's jacket, "I remember that much!"
The shirt stains with blotches of your blood as you weakly try to wrestle the arms surrounding you. Refusing to let you go.
"I came back... refused their accounts and they may have hurt Yunho hyung, too." Your wails climb higher and more raw, the longer you kick and thrash on the floor.
You vaguely realise that the substance that you're slipping and sliding on is your own blood.
All Minseok does is cling onto you, and that makes you want to cry harder, and fight harder away from him. Against him. Although your hands dig into his soaked shirt and scrape at the flesh under the material.
"What will happen next, Minseok hyung? What will happen next, when I say 'No' to the men in this world?"
"Some.... something tells me, YN you will know. You will remember what to do." The man's voice rasps out.
Drained of your cries, what was left were the small wounded whimpers.
A door opens, above your head, and you're too weak to give it physical attention, but Minseok does. He lets go of your head he cradled and your head surprises both him, and the upside down figures you make out standing by the door, when it falls back.
Suho and Chanyeol look horrified? Worried? Disturbed? Your blurry eyes can't make out properly, when Minseok gently but firmly shoos them out, to come back later.
Clearly the doctor had disappeared again. Or was a figment of your delirious state of wellbeing before. Just like old times in hospital.
"You will know just what you need to do next, so you can get ahead," he murmurs very low over your head, "and when that time comes, EXO and I will be there, ready to help you with whatever you need."
Then his eyes finally leave your face, to nuzzle the top, he does not react to what you can both feel and now smell, pungent in the room.
You were bleeding out, profusely and cannot be ignored.
"Aish... YN. You ripped your stitching and made worse your injury site." You are gently shifted away from the warm chest, in your full daze.
He mutters about how the doctor has already left, and this happens.
Blurrily you make out the large red stain on his denim pants and the pajamas you were wearing.
request: yandere!exo reaction when you tell them you miss them? thank you ❤️
note: i don’t know if we have ever discussed it on this blog before, but because jongdae is now in a relationship (and has a kid), we, or at least i, don’t feel comfortable writing for him anymore, so that’s why he will be excluded from this request and the rest moving forward. sorry, but it’s just how it’s gonna be <3.
p.s. i haven’t really written in a bit, so if it’s bad i’m sorry :/.
Minseok:
You’d quickly regret saying those three little words to Minseok. The only time he didn’t spend on you was spent on tormenting others that made the mistake of interacting with you. So the solution to this little dilemma would be such an easy fix. He’d simply start bringing you more and more with him on his endeavors. What used to be just special occasions would now become routine for the both of you. The look of absolute horror on your face as he tortured whatever victim ended up in his hold filled him with rapture. He’d never get tired of your expressions, especially when he was the reason behind them.
“You know I’m doing this because of how much I love you right? So just sit back and enjoy the show Cupcake.”
Junmyeon:
Junmyeon would outwardly smile and apologize. But in all actuality he’d be upset with himself if you told him you missed him. He’d always try and be quick about the stuff he had to do that would take time away from being by your side. He just couldn’t have you become suspicious of his “little hobby”. But it was evident from your words that he clearly wasn’t being as efficient with his killings as he ought to be. He’d make sure he’d fix that problem.
“I’m so sorry Baby. You shouldn’t have to miss me, I’ll try my best to spend more time with you.”
Yixing:
You miss him? He’d be absolutely ecstatic. He’s only ever wanted to be a big and important role in your life, and the fact that you’d actually missed his presence showed that he was accomplishing just that. He’d comfort you and assure you that he was only busy because he was helping you out.
“Aw Honey I miss you too! I’ve just been a little preoccupied with helping you out. If it makes you happy I’ll take some time off for you.”
Baekyhun:
Baekyhun would honestly be a little shocked. I mean he’d always loved you and showed you his affection, in his own unique way of course, but you were never one to really to do the same. Whether it was because you were scared of him or some other nonsensical reason, he didn’t know, but it would feel good having his partner finally open up to him. Even if it was in such a small way, because it was like you were finally realizing that you were met for each other.
“Miss me? Of course you do Y/n, I mean we’re meant to be together. I missed you too.”
Chanyeol:
Chanyeol wouldn’t really be all that affected by it if we’re being honest here. He’d made it so he’d be the only person you’d ever interact with, so it just made sense that if you weren’t spending a lot of time with him you’d start to miss him. But it did ensure that everything was going according to his plans, which was always a good thing.
“I missed you too Darling, I always do.”
Kyungsoo:
Kyungsoo would be amused at first, seeing as you’re rarely ever apart, but then realized he could use what you’d just said to his advantage. The next time you’d suggest going out into the unpredictable and chaotic world, he would just simply remind you of this moment. Anything to keep you to himself, where you’d be safe at all times.
“I thought you missed me Baby? If you really feel that way maybe we should just stay inside and spend time together.”
Jongin:
You’d honestly probably be better off not telling him this, because he might just completely disregard your intent behind what you said and get upset at you instead. I mean, if you missed him so much as you say you do why do you always feel the need to try and leave him for other men? It might even end up in one of his punishments if he got angry enough.
“Oh of course you do, right after you just flirted with that guy at the store the other day. You know if you really miss me maybe you shouldn’t be such a slut. I’m the only man you’ll ever be with so what’s the point in trying to talk to anyone else?”
Sehun:
He’d definitely laugh at your words. Miss him? How? He’s never left your side since you’d become his. Though just like Kyungsoo, Sehun would make sure to keep that in mind for whenever you decide he’s becoming too much for you to deal with. You really should be more careful with what you say, especially with something like this. You’ll just make his toxic behaviors intensify.
“You want me to leave you alone? Weren’t you the one who just told me that they missed me? Make up your mind Y/n.”
Please keep in mind these are yandere headcanons, and therefore they:
- don’t portray EXO members as they truly are;
- may include potentially triggering themes, such as abusive relationships, drug use and violence;
- are still only headcanons, based off my own interpretation of how the members’ personality could work in this AU, but not being the only/wrong perception in comparison to what other writers/readers may prefer.
Xiumin
Minseok is a very patient and understanding person, who is also very well aware of his own weaknesses. As a matter of fact, he knows what he feels and that it’s not socially acceptable. But he doesn’t feel a particular need to fight this part of him, instead, he opts to hide it for the time being because he knows how dangerous it may be. He goes as a completely innocent person and for a long time, even you don’t know what’s up his sleeve.
Only when he feels safe and ensured that you’re too engaged emotionally to leave him, does he allow himself to loosen up. He slowly eases you into feeling more and more dependant on him, his purpose is to make you his pet, and for him, it’s like an enjoyable game to win over your self preservation and social instincts. He takes his time pushing you into complete obedience.
Whatever your reaction to his suggestions is, he doesn’t deem to hurt you, he may only change his strategy because he believes he can achieve what he wants with proper approach more than getting physical or threatening you. He still respects you as a person and knows what he’s doing is not normal, so he understands why you’d want to reject him.
Outside, he never shows it though. To the world, he’s the same good man as always, and with you - he’s soft as well, not wanting to get on your bad side and knowing that your trust is crucial here. If he ever feels like he’s overdoing it, he’ll want to fix it so that what he achieves doesn’t ruin your mental state and if you’re to ever break up, you’ll be able to carry on your life (while still making you, for the time being, unable to imagine life without him). He feels responsible for you, especially since he knows how toxic his doings are.
Suho
He’s a natural leader; he always stays in control and you were aware of this trait before you two even started dating. Maybe it was exactly what attracted you? His personality makes it easy to depend on him, so since the very beginning of your relationship you naturally become the inferior part.
His way of controlling you is subtle, there’s no red flags, no danger that you could sense earlier. He’s protective like any boyfriend would be, and that - you can accept. It’s more about the way he always keeps his eye on you and hints whom you should and shouldn’t meet, not restraining you but choosing how your life should go. Since his superiority is natural, you’re actually more willing to listen to him, because he gives off the aura of “I know what’s the best for you”.
He’s very thoughtful and keeps his doubts to himself, working his way to wrapping you around his finger without you (or anyone else) realizing it. He slowly makes you depend on him more and more, until it’s you who clings onto him, never the other way around; he makes you believe it’s you who needs him to even breathe.
He doesn’t need to use violence or threats. The toxicity he provides is subtle enough to go unnoticed, and as long as you don’t want to leave him, no one will notice how broken had your mentality become, with you being unable to make decisions of your own, or panicking if you don’t see him for a little too long. But he also trusts you, and knows that you wouldn’t leave him, hence why he doesn’t mind providing you some freedom. Well, unless you don’t want it anymore, of course.
Lay
Yixing sees you as an angel since the very beginning, perceiving you as the best that could ever happen to him or to the world itself. You’re perfect and all he could ever dream of. It looks innocent and pure at first, and so does your relationship. But Lay sees the world as a potential source of corruption, and he’s ensured only he can protect you from it. Although at first he sees you as a blessing, praying so that you’d never leave him, the trust you put in him is a proof that only he can keep you safe.
He naturally wants you to cut down contact with the outside world, including going out (he can take care of you, so you don’t need to leave), or people (friends? Family? Nah-ah, they’ll only want to corrupt you). If you don’t do anything against it, he’ll slowly deprive you of everything that’s not him. But if you try to struggle - he’ll think that it’s the world’s fault for putting lies in your head, and he has to help you, since he believes he does only what’s the best for you. In the end, you cannot escape him.
He never gets violent or mad at you, because no mistake you make is actually your fault; instead, he wants you to understand and accept him. But if necessary, he’ll restrain you physically so that you don’t go around hurting yourself. He doesn’t want to cause you pain or leave bruises on you, so he’s more likely to lock you somewhere than to tie you down. He may be up to drug use if he can’t get you follow him out of your own free will, but he’ll always be endlessly careful with these.
The only way for him to lose confidence in his doings is to see you change under his care, to see your personality and mental health wither under his influence, and even though he’d rather you don’t try to fight him, when he sees you give up it’ll cause him to think that he may, too, be corrupting you; any signs that what he’s doing to you causes you harm will be hurtful to him as well.
Baekhyun
The cheerful, innocent person Baekhyun usually is, is definitely somewhat real. It’s the side you see every day, the one friends and fans see as genuine. But there’s also another part of him - the one that shows at times during performances, and in some other occasions, but which he works well to keep in charge and show only if desired, so it looks like a made-up stage persona, even if it’s not.
When you two meet, he knows that he doesn’t want to scare you out with his other self, and he works on keeping himself in check. But the more you two engage emotionally, the harder it becomes to control himself. He finds himself urging to show his other side to you, and the very moment emotions overcome his common sense, is when he'll start to change, sometimes still being your sweet boyfriend, but sometimes becoming someone you don’t recognize; a possessive person who treats you like a playtoy.
You’ll probably consider it just an act at first, maybe even find it attractive (especially since he'll only behave like this in bedroom at first) - and it may take quite long, because his personality will develop with time; Baekhyun will allow himself more and more, until you realize it’s no act, and he may suddenly lock you up for days, until he decides you’ve had enough or until his soft side takes over again.
Baekhyun’s evil side can get violent, threaten you and physically restrain your freedom. He doesn’t care for rules or punishments, because all he does is for his enjoyment, and he just does to you what he feels like doing. But that violent side can easily change into the soft, clingy one, and at those moments, when he’s more of “himself”, Baekhyun will plead for you not to leave him, to reassure him because at this point, he’s just as scared as you are.
Chen
Jongdae has a heart of a giver, that much you conclude fairly quickly. He’s always ready to sacrifice himself for other people, so of course everyone appreciates him in their lives. It makes it impossible to hate him, and it’s what probably made you fall for him as much as you did. However, as the person he feels strongly about but also comfortable around, you become his way to maintain the balance - with how much he gives, he takes it all back from you.
He’s ready to grant almost every wish of yours, but such honor has its price. You should be grateful for his presence in your life and always deem to please him, to do what’s the best for your relationship and never try to disobey his own wishes; if he asks you to cut down contact with your family, you’re supposed to do that - otherwise, it shows how ungrateful you are. He’ll complain and whine a lot, acting like he’s the one hurt there, until you do what he expects you to. After all, how dare you hurt such angel?
His word is a command, and he guides you into believing that you simply owe him obedience and submission. If necessary, he’ll make people hate you, either by spreading gosspis or making up scenes that look like you’re hurting him or being unfair, and since he’s an angel, everyone will believe him; in the end, you won’t have anyone else in the world but him.
He’s never violent, but he always let you know that you do something he doesn’t like, even by as much as scolding you and pointing out your mistakes in front of other people. His punishments are cruel and deem to scare you more than cause you pain; he may leave you alone somewhere you can’t get out of, or expose you to something you’re really afraid of. But he’ll always make sure you’re safe afterwards, because after all, he’s such a good boyfriend, isn’t he?
Chanyeol
Chanyeol is a sweetheart for most of the time, and that much everyone knows. Even to you, he tries to be as good as possible. The darker parts of his mind are something he’s not fully aware nor in control of. He doesn’t mean any harm to you or your friends, sometimes it just... happens.
His main trigger is jealousy. He’d probably be a perfect boyfriend if not for that. He doesn’t get jealous too easily because he trusts you - but when he really feels like his position is threatened, he may instantly turn violent towards whoever is trying to take you away. His anger is something he cannot control, and he won’t stop until his thirst for blood is satiated or until someone resetrains him physically. It’s impossible to calm him down, he’ll end up arrested more than once.
If it’s you who gave him a reason to worry - he may snap at you, even get physical. He'll yell a lot and maybe lock you up somewhere; his wrath is primal, he won’t make up any sorts of punishments, he’ll just act on his anger until he calms down. He may cause you pain by grabbing you too roughly, but he has to be really mad to punch or slap you; if it ever happens, he’s very likely to realize that he’s gone too far and actually needs to calm down before he does something he may regret.
Just like Baekhyun, he also has those soft moods, especially hours after a burst out, and he regrets every single bad thing he’d said or done to you. The fact he doesn’t control himself terrifies him and causes him to be awfully insecure with himself, and he believes that you’re the only one who can help him in any way. Whether you actually can or not - he’ll do anything to keep you by his side.
D.O
I think Kyungsoo is the type to hide his emotions when he’s not sure of them just yet. He takes his time and doesn’t “jump” into anything sudden. The relationship of the two of you develops constantly, which means he demands more and more of you, to the point of everything in your lives becoming common. I see him as a type to give into a relationship everything he has and expect no less in return; even though it takes time, he eventually engages himself fully. The thing is, you have no choice but to do the same.
He may get annoyed if you refuse, or if you need more time to adjust than he thinks you should. He perceives himself as a very patient and understanding person, so when he actually finds something wrong in your behavior, there're no excuses - you have to change.
He makes sure you know how good he is to you, so the only way to make him soften is to appreciate his efforts and actually engage as much as he does. He has his perfect vision of your relationship, and he’ll push you into it until you finally achieve it. But then, he always sees a room for improvement; his demands never stop, and the only way to please him is to do exactly what he says the very moment he does.
He only gets violent if it’s necessary. If anything bad happens, it’s most likely on you (but he doesn’t like to punish you - he’d rather you acknowledge your wrongs); if needed, he’ll also let the surrounding people know not to mess with you, but it won’t happen often. He won’t cut you off the world, he wants you to live your life; to attend the school he chooses and then work where he wishes for you to (the best is wherever he is as well). Your circle of friends will also depend on his liking.
Kai
Jongin lives with his own vision of a relationship. He imagines the two of you as a perfect couple, meant for each other, but what he sees, is not necessarily you. It means that he wants you to nothing but change to suit his fantasies. He gets mad at you easily, and doesn’t hesitate before scolding you wherever you are at the moment, as if you were more of a pet than his beloved.
He wants the world to see you two as he imagines, but it’s not really likely to happen due to his unpredictable behavior. He’s calm and composed most of the time, but he snaps if you do something he doesn’t approve of, becoming violent, humilating and degrading you, even in front of other people, because he believes he has the right to do so.
His purpose is to train you and nothing you do may make him change his mind. His punishments may be unpredictable and painful, but they’re always meant for you to learn your lesson. More than to love you, he wants to selfishly own you. Just like Baekhyun, he has this darker side in him, but he doesn’t see anything wrong in it. He may take out his anger on you, treating you as an object to use more than a person with feelings.
Once you accept your place, he may become more lenient with you. Having to tend to you is troublesome to him as well, so he’s more comfortable when you actually do as he pleases. Since he may sometimes not be willing to care for you and leave you somewhere for weeks even, it may seem like he’s getting bored of you. But it’s not the case. He doesn’t have to see you to feel comfortable with the thought that you’re there waiting for him, no matter if out of your free will or locked up.
Sehun
As the youngest in the group, Sehun is often supposed to give way to others. It doesn’t mean he does that though, he doesn’t care much about rules, but it’s still some sort of obligation that weighs on his mind. To make it even in a way, he sees you as someone even lower than himself.
Kind of like Kai, he wants to own you, but he works his way there, not claiming you effortlessly but actually being a good man, and then boyfriend to you, until he finally “wins” your heart. Which doesn’t mean he’ll get bored with you - you’re his prize and you’re supposed to stay by his side. He doesn’t treat you badly for no reason either, he usually keeps his vile thoughts to himself until he decides you need to be reminded of your place - only then will he tell you all about how he owns you and your life’s purpose should be to stay by his side and serve him, acting as though you’ve been pretty naive to ever think of yourself differently than that.
He’s actually pretty protective of you, not wanting anyone to touch and harm what’s his, but also helping you get through all your hardships and making sure you stay healthy, since he still loves you and wants you to be well. Unlike what it may seem, he treasures your presence, believing you deserve to be important, just not as important as him. Simply stating, he puts himself before you, but he still puts you above the rest of the world, even though what he tells you may hint otherwise.
He doesn’t get upset (especially with you) easily and doesn’t want to mess with you too badly, but he still likes to show his dominance so he’ll usually only do it in the bedroom, treating you like a slave, ordering you around and making you please him, but not necessarily causing you actual harm. Other than that, he expects obedience, but he doesn’t get violent; his superior gaze and words alone are enough to make you realize it’s in your best interest to submit.
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As the work day was coming to a close a coworker of your approaches your desk. Striking a conversation, the time starts to drag on, soon the topic verges into more personal territory. Your coworker explains that, while very aware of your current relationship, he thinks you and him would be a good match. Slightly embarrassed and a bit worried as your boyfriend is supposed to be here to pick you up, you try to lightly laugh off the heavy discourse. As you you turn to leave, hoping to wait outside for your boyfriend to arrive, your coworker grab you by the waist, pointedly asking you to dinner tonight. Unbeknownst to you your boyfriend has arrived, in time to see your coworkers advances.When he saw you in another man's arms was already enough to set him off but to see that he was also making you so obviously uncomfortable infuriated him.
Xiumin
Having not realised his presence, you come out of your shock, pushing your coworker away, slightly stumbling. Minseok, having already started towards you, quickly steadies, causing you to gasp before realizing who it was. Minseok gently strokes your cheek with one thumb before returning his attention to your coworker. Stalking up to him, Minseok leaves no reservations as he strikes your coworker directly in the nose with his full body weight. As he’s doubled over Minseok ushers you outside.
“Don’t worry he won’t be able to bother after tonight”
Lay
While closing in towards you Yixing couldn't help but lightly chuckle imagining the begging your coworker would be doing tonight. After all he couldn't allow the man to go unpunished, and he certainly couldn't allow for the limb just previously wrapped around you to continue in its original state. His chuckle ends, becoming visibly serious, once he is next to you again. Lightly pulling you, he hold you close, you’re hands naturally resting on his chest. Yixing focuses on you coworker, staring at him intensely before breaking the deathly silence that had encompassed the office space.
“Do you own a blender?”
Chen
Jondae immediately barrels into your coworker, tackling him to the ground. As he does so he begins his onslaught, continuing to beat him even as your trying to pull Jongdae up and away from the now barely conscious coworker. Soon enough your tears become audible, immediately stopping Jongdae. Turning he holds you closely, your tears unheard by the unconscious man behind the both of you.
“Im sorry darling but i can't let these disgusting people touch you like you're not mine”
Under His Influence - Yandere!Vampire!Minseok X Reader
Yandere AU - Part of the Yandere!EXO X Reader Series
Genre: Horror, Angst, Mature, Smut (Masturbation - let’s just say someone has a very active imagination)
Pairing: Minseok X Reader
Words: 10,036
Warning: This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.
A/n: It’s here! Finally! The next part of the Monster Series you’ve all been patiently waiting for! Yay! I really hope you guys like this one, I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. I kind of took the vampire ideas from The Vampire Diaries and also mixed in my own interpretations for the story. As always, this is my take on this AU. I do not believe Minseok, nor any of the members, past or present, of EXO would act like this. This is just my interpretation of the song and this archetype. Feedback is greatly appreciated!
A small smile makes its way onto Minseok’s face as he stares into your room, watching you move back and forth as you get ready for bed. He feels calm knowing you are near, especially when he can check up on you. He sees you pull out a change of clothes for sleeping and licks his lips as he sees you reach down to take off your shirt.
“Are you spying on her, again?” A voice says from below his perched location on your balcony, making his head turn towards the sound. By the time he turns back around to look at you, you’ve already changed. He sighs.
“Shut up, Yixing, you know I’m only making sure she’s safe,” Minseok replies, jumping down to meet him on the ground.
“Hmm, okay, if you say so,” Yixing replies sceptically. “You seem to do a lot of that considering she’s only your friend.”
“Exactly,” Minseok replies with a roll of his eyes. “She’s my friend whom I love and worry about.”
“Seems to me that you love her as much more than a friend,” Yixing teases as they make their way down the street and away from your house. “One might say you’re almost obsessed.”
“So what if I do?” Minseok rounds on him, ignoring the second half of Yixing’s statement and crossing his arms in front of his chest. “I know she’ll never love me the way I love her.”
“You never know until you try, my friend,” Yixing replies, shaking his head at Minseok as they continue to make their way down the street.
Once they arrive back at their shared house, Minseok makes his way immediately to his room. Shutting the door behind him, he moves to his dresser and picks up the picture he has of the two of you smiling at the beach during the annual bonfire. He remembers that night like it was yesterday, the way you smiled at him the entire time during the festival.
He wishes he could go back to a much simpler time. Before any of this happened to him, before he was changed. Maybe if he was still human he’d allow himself to be with you, but the constant fear of hurting you if the two of you are together is always in the back of his mind ever since he met you.
He was only 26 when he was turned. He didn’t know it at the time, but he had come down with the plague, a horrible disease that he knew he wouldn’t survive from, but his wife back then couldn’t live without him. She payed the ultimate price, seeking out a healer of the time, not aware of the danger she had invited into her house in order to save her husband’s life.
The healer had come that night, shrouded in a dark grey cloak with hair as black as night, and eyes even darker. He made Minseok drink a certain liquid, claiming it had healing properties, and it most certainly did. Minseok would later come to learn of the healing properties of his own blood after he turned, but back then, he thought it was a miracle.
Just as Minseok felt his strength returning to him, the healer had snapped his neck. His wife, too busy making tea for the guest had no idea what was going on, and when she came into the room a few minutes later, the healer informed her that Minseok was just sleeping. The healer told her that he would need to stay until Minseok woke up just to make sure the antidote was working properly.
A few hours later, in the very early hours of the morning, Minseok wakes up with a great pain in his neck. Sitting up in bed, he rolls it from side to side, allowing it to crack.
“Good, you’re awake,” the healer had said.
“What happened?” Minseok questioned, now noticing the burn slowly making itself apparent in his throat. “What’s going on?”
“You’re in transition,” the healer had replied.
“Transition?” Minseok inquired.
“To becoming a full vampire,” the man replied, smirking down at Minseok. “That burning you feel in your throat is the desire to feed, and you’ll need to feed soon, or else you will die for real this time.”
“No, this isn’t real. Vampires do not exist,” Minseok tries to reason, throwing the covers off of his body and trying to stand from the bed.
Minseok takes a look around his room, and it is only then that he realizes there is no light, yet he can see everything clearly. He can also hear faint breaths coming from the next room over, as well as a consistent thumping that makes his mouth salivate. He licks his lips and feels his tongue brush against something sharp. His eyes widen and he rushes over to the old mirror in his room, opening his mouth to see his canines have extended. He looks up into his own fear filled eyes and sees them flash red. He stumbles back, tripping over his own feet, and landing on the floor, making a loud thumping sound.
He hears the breathing in the other room pick up and the shuffling of feet getting closer until his wife arrives at the doorway, oil lamp in hand. He squints at the sudden brightness, his eyes not used to the change in atmosphere, and hears a gasp fall from her lips. She quickly places down the lamp on the side dresser and runs over to him, throwing her arms around his neck and falling into his embrace.
“Minseok, you’re okay! Thank goodness,” she cries, pulling his face closer into her neck. “I thought you were going to die!” A chuckle is heard from the healer, making his wife look towards where the healer is standing. “I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done. You’ve saved my beloved Minseok!”
“Don’t thank me just yet, ma’am,” the healer chuckles once again, noticing how Minseok tenses with having his wife so close to him.
“Minseok, what’s wrong?” His wife asks, noticing how tense he is in her arms. She pulls away from him only to let out a gasp when she sees how his irises have changed from their usual warm brown, to a deep red. She lets out a shriek when she notices his elongated canines peaking out from his parted lips.
“Run,” He can barely get out, doing his best to resist every instinct of his that’s telling him to rip out her throat and drink her blood.
Luckily, she immediately stumbles out the door, sprinting down the stairs only to bump into a firm chest as she reaches the bottom. She shrieks again as the healer grabs her by the arms and holds her in place.
Minseok sways as he stands, feeling dizzy. He goes to run out the room, only to bang into the doorframe and then the walls multiple times, not used to his newfound speed yet. However, at the first smell of blood, he finds himself in front of his wife who is still being held by the healer. He notices that she’s bleeding from her neck, and he can feel the burning in his throat grow more intense with every breath he takes.
Suddenly, his wife is thrust at him and he can’t comprehend what is happening. His fangs are now in her neck and warm blood travels down his throat, soothing the burn. He can’t find it in himself to stop despite his wife’s pleas and whimpers. He doesn’t stop until she has no more blood to offer him, but his throat is still burning, and his eyes have turned an even darker shade of red.
Minseok lived in a small village of about 50 people. No one survived the night.
It isn’t until the first rays of dawn hit him in the face that he is pulled out of whatever murderous rampage he was in. Looking around, he sees the bodies strewn upon the ground, blood covering himself all over, especially his hands and all over his face. He looks up to see the healer approaching him.
“You’ve got quite the appetite,” he says, smirking.
“Why?” Minseok asks. “Why did you do this to me?”
“Why?” The healer repeats. “Because I need an army for war.”
Minseok lets the meaning of those words sink in as a tear escapes his eye. He stares down at his blood stained hands which start to shake as the reality of his situation sinks in. He’s just slaughtered his entire village. Men, women, and children, none spared from his wrath of hunger, of his desire to kill.
Minseok sits on his bed, staring once again at his shaking hands as the memories of that night haunt him. He lets out a shaky breath, running his hands through his hair. He glances towards his dresser, where the picture sits, almost mockingly.
“Besides, who could ever love a monster like me?” He mutters to himself sadly.
Minseok lays in bed that night, unable to get any rest. Every time he closes his eyes, he’s faced with the gruesome images of his massacre, his bloodstained hands, and the look of fear forever engraved on the faces of his victims.
Eventually the sun starts to peak over the horizon, signalling the start of the day. Minseok sighs as he throws off his covers and sits on the edge of his bed. He’s used to not sleeping, but sometimes it is nice to actually get a few hours during the night. A few minutes pass by and Minseok decides he’s done feeling sorry for himself. He’s come to terms with his past, and he cannot change what has happened. If he could go back in time and prevent it, he would, but then he would have never gotten the chance to meet you.
He stands up and makes his way over to his bathroom to get ready for the day, as he plans to spend it with you. The two of you are going to go out for lunch, then go to the art museum, possibly catch a movie, and then go out for drinks to end the night. He can’t wait to spend the entire day with you and be surrounded in your scent.
One of his many favourite things about you is your scent. How you manage to always smell like lavender and mint, he’ll never know. Sometimes he swears that he gets lost in your intoxicating aroma, and how it’s so uniquely you. Not to mention the sweet smell of your blood, which he longs to taste but knows he could never do that to you.
Considering how sweet your blood smells, he can’t help but wonder what your arousal smells like. What you taste like, in more ways than one. He’s constantly imagining scenarios in which you return his feelings and he makes love to your body all through the night, getting you to moan his name while coming over and over again.
A shiver of pleasure makes its way down his spine as his eyes close and he envisions one of these scenarios now. A low growl escapes his throat and he opens his eyes to see his reflection staring back at him with red eyes. After a minute, they return to their normal colour.
Stripping himself of his clothes, Minseok steps into the shower, turning on the warm water and letting it cascade down his back. This gives him time to think about things, especially the situation with you.
He decides that he’s finally done feeling sorry for himself, and that he’s going to take Yixing’s advice and actually try with you. No more being afraid. No more hiding his feelings. He’s going to win your heart no matter what it takes starting today, but first, he needs to take care of his ‘little friend’ who’s made himself known thanks to that all too real vision he’s had of you.
About ten minutes later, Minseok is out of the shower and is currently drying the excess water from his hair with a towel. He changes quickly and checks the time on his phone. He still has a good few hours before he’s supposed to meet you at your house to go to the restaurant together. He sighs as he makes his way down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab something to eat. He wishes time could go faster, he just wants to be with you already.
“You’re up early,” Yixing comments as soon as he sees Minseok walk into the kitchen.
“Couldn’t sleep,” Minseok replies, opening the fridge and moving things around until he finds what he’s looking for. His eyes light up as they find the hidden blood bags, pulling one out in the process. “Besides, I’m spending the day with (Y/n).”
“Of course you are,” Yixing smiles, taking a sip of his own drink. “Going to continue admiring her from afar then?”
“No,” Minseok immediately answers. “I’m done with that.”
Yixing chokes on his drink. “What?”
“I’ve decided to actually take your advice and go for it,” Minseok shrugs, sitting across from Yixing at the kitchen table.
“Are you serious? Minseok, are you feeling okay?” Yixing asks sceptically, not believing his friend’s words.
“I’m feeling fine, Yixing,” Minseok sends a glare towards his friend.
“I’m just teasing you,” Yixing jokes, chuckling while raising his arms in a defensive manner. “I just thought I wouldn’t see the day where you actually would take my advice.”
Minseok just rolls his eyes in response, sipping on his blood. A sort of calm silence settles between the two as they each check their phones. The scraping of a chair is heard as Yixing stands up and goes to put his glass in the sink.
“I’m assuming you wont be back until late then,” he says, turning to face Minseok who is still seated at the table.
“Don’t wait up,” Minseok replies.
“I wasn’t planning too,” Yixing smirks while walking out of the kitchen, but not before calling over his shoulder. “Don’t fuck up!”
Before Minseok can react, Yixing has left the house. Minseok rolls his eyes and sighs, getting up to clean up the dishes. He takes one final look around the kitchen before returning to his room. He still has some time to kill before he has to meet up with you, so he decides to read a book. Might as well take his mind off things for a while until he has to deal with how he’s going to confess to you.
A few hours later, Minseok stands outside your door. His dead heart is racing and his palms are sweaty. He has no idea how this day is going to go, but he keeps reminding himself that it’s just like any other day he spends out with you, not a date.
He raises his hand and gently knocks on your door. He can hear the soft sound of your footsteps coming towards the door, and a few seconds later, he’s greeted by your smiling face.
“Hey, right on time, as usual,” you comment, opening the door wider so he can step inside.
“I’ll never be late, if it’s you,” he replies honestly, looking into your eyes as he steps inside.
You just smile back at him and shake your head while letting out a small chuckle. You close the door once he’s inside your house.
“Let me just grab my jacket and we can get going,” you say, not even waiting for an answer and instead going to grab your jacket from the living room. “The Thai place, right?”
“Yep!” Minseok replies with a smile, holding the door open for you once you have your shoes on.
You thank him as you step outside and he waits as you lock your front door. You both walk to the bus stop and wait for the appropriate bus to come pick the two of you up to take you both downtown for the day. Eventually, it arrives and you both take a seat near the back. It’s about a 45 minute bus ride into the city, but neither of you mind. Besides, who wants to waste money on a cab?
Minseok is glad for these days that he gets to spend with you where you both go out and do something for the entire day. He loves getting to watch how excited you get over all the little things, it makes him feel human again and forget, for a time, what he really is. Another perk would definitely be getting to be so close to you all day. Like now, for instance, sitting beside you so close on the bus he’s able to breath in your scent deeply, and god, do you smell good.
He feels you rest your head against his shoulder and he tenses ever so slightly. He’s used to you being affectionate towards him, that’s how you are with all your friends, but today he cant help but read into it a bit more. He thinks that maybe, just maybe, you want him just as much as he wants you. He smiles to himself and leans his head on top of yours, allowing himself to enjoy the moment while it lasts.
The bus periodically stops to let more people on and off, but one man in particular catches Minseok’s eye. He had gotten on a few stops ago and now he doesn’t seem to want to take his eyes off of you. Minseok stares down this man with his almost predatory gaze he has towards you.
Sensing he is being stared at, the man makes eye contact with Minseok and Minseok narrows his own eyes at the man. Flashing red for the briefest of moments, the man’s eyes widen and he, almost robotically, gets off at the next stop, making Minseok smirk in victory. No one should look at you like that, no one but him.
About twenty minutes later, the two of you find yourselves in your favourite Thai restaurant ordering your favourite meals. You both tell each other about your week and Minseok can’t keep the smile off his face as he watches you recount the past events of your week. Your happiness makes him happy.
Eventually, your food arrives and the two of you eat in somewhat silence, enjoying the food too much to talk. It’s times like these that Minseok wishes could last forever.
Once the two of you are done, you walk the few blocks there is to the Art Museum down the street. The whole time, you have a smile plastered on your face, practically dragging Minseok down the street by his hand.
“Come on! I really want to see this exhibit,” you say, getting in line once you arrive at the entrance.
You can barely keep still, bouncing on the balls of your feet the entire time while waiting in line. Minseok thinks you look adorable, especially with the way your cheeks puff out in impatience. He smiles at your antics as the line moves forward slowly.
Eventually, the two of you make it inside to the exhibit, you immediately running off to the piece you’re most excited to see first. Minseok follows you around the exhibit like a puppy, paying more attention to you then to the artwork surrounding him. To him, you are the most beautiful piece of art he has ever seen, and he’s been around for a while.
A few hours pass by and you’ve both made your way through the gallery, taking your time to admire the artwork. Minseok spends the majority of the time just watching you, the way your eyes light up when you study a piece of art, the small smile that tugs at your lips as you read the inscriptions. He finds he can’t take his eyes off of you despite being surrounded by these works of art that hold your undivided attention.
You’re so engrossed in the painting you’re currently looking at that you almost miss Minseok’s ‘I’ll be right back’. You nod your head absentmindedly regardless, eyes never leaving the painting. An unfamiliar voice startles you out of your thoughts about a minute later.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” A male says from beside you. “It’s almost as beautiful as you.”
You simply raise an eyebrow in a ‘really’ manner at the guy standing beside you. You roll your eyes and choose to ignore him, bringing your attention back to the piece of art in front of you.
“Okay, you’re right, that was really cheesy, I’m sorry,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck nervously with one of his hands. “I’m just not used to talking to girls. Especially not pretty ones, and normally I wouldn’t have bothered you but I figured life’s too short to not take risks, so here I am.”
“Here you are,” you repeat, still not giving the guy your full attention and instead moving onto the next piece of art which happens to be a sculpture near the centre of the room.
“My name’s Greg, by the way,” he says, following your movements.
“(Y/n),” you reply, deciding to give this guy a chance, being the nice person you are.
Meanwhile, Minseok fixes his hair in the bathroom. He feels like today is going great so far, he gets to spend time with you and watch you without you noticing. He thinks the way you observe the art is the cutest thing ever. He could watch you all day if you’d let him. Well, he usually does anyways, not that you’d know.
His hand pauses in the middle of fixing his hair when he hears a laugh, but not just any laugh, your laugh. His eyes narrow questioningly at what on earth you could possibly find so funny here in the Art Museum. That is, until he hears a male voice and then you replying to said male voice.
As quickly as humanly possible, Minseok is by your side wrapping an arm around your shoulder. He glares at the guy the entire time.
“Oh, there you are Minseok,” you say happily, grin never leaving your face.
“Yep, here I am,” Minseok replies, almost bitterly.
“Well, anyways, we should probably get going now,” you say. “It was nice talking with you Greg!”
With that, Minseok leads you rather swiftly out of the Art Museum and away from this ‘Greg’ guy. He left you alone for five minutes and already you were laughing with another guy like the two of you were old friends. Minseok needs to hurry up and make his move, before it’s too late.
“So, who was that?” Minseok asks as the two of you walk down the street, his arm still tightly wrapped around your shoulder.
“No one important,” you reply nonchalantly, shrugging. “Just a guy.”
Minseok hums in response, his face set in a hard expression. He lets it go for now, but he still doesn’t like how close the two of you were. One might say he is getting jealous.
“There’s time to go catch a movie if you want,” you says, checking your watch for the time and seeing that it’s only 4:30 pm.
“Sure, anything in particular you want to go see?” Minseok asks.
“Yeah, actually, there’s this really cheesy chick flick that just came out,” you tease, knowing how much Minseok can’t stand cheesy romance movies.
“Action movie it is!” He cheers, dragging you along with him down the street, his arm still firmly wrapped around you. You giggle at his antics and he smiles, glad to know he was the cause for your laugh this time and not this ‘Greg’ guy.
You both make it to the theatre and grab your tickets. Minseok grabs the snacks while you grab the seats. You choose a row near the centre since the majority of the seats were taken near the top. You sit down and get settled, waiting for Minseok to come with the snacks.
A few minutes later Minseok walks into the theatre, food in hand and spots you almost immediately. He hands you your stuff with you quietly thanking him, and sits beside you, his ears picking up on all the conversations around the two of you. One in particular catches his interest.
“You think that’s her boyfriend?” A male voice says.
“I hope not, she’s way too hot for him,” Another replies.
“They look awfully close,” the first voice says.
“They could just be good friends, relax. Besides, you should still go up to her and talk to her, you’re so much better than him anyways,” a separate voice says.
Minseok can feel the anger rising in his chest, yet he remains calm on the outside. This is the third time today something like this has happened, and he doesn’t know how much more he can take.
He’s always noticed you’ve been somewhat popular with boys, even with girls at times, but this is the first time it’s really bothered him. He usually just shrugs it off, but since he’s now decided to confess to you how he really feels, he can’t help but feel jealous at everyone who interacts with you. He wants you all for himself.
Throughout the movie, he overhears those boys whispering about you and him, so just to spite them, he casually wraps his arm around your shoulder. You lean into his embrace, making him smirk in victory not only at your action, but the reactions of the guys sitting behind the two of you. That makes them shut up for the rest of the movie.
After the movie is over, the two of you stand just outside the theatre, deciding where you want to go next. You’re just in the middle of making a decision when you feel a small tap on your shoulder, causing you to turn around and come face to face with the three boys that were sitting a few rows behind you. Minseok narrows his eyes in annoyance at the three boys, his eyes flashing red for the briefest of moments.
“Um, sorry to bother you on your date, but um, my friends and I think you’re really pretty and we just wanted to let you know,” one of the unnamed boys says, blushing and looking away shyly while the other two nod their heads behind him.
Minseok scoffs and you elbow him quickly to shut him up.
“That’s very sweet of you three, but we’re not-“ before you can finish your sentence, Minseok cuts you off.
“As you can see, she’s happily taken. So if you’ll excuse us, we have a date to get back too,” He says, grabbing your hand and pulling you down the street and away from the three boys.
You roll your eyes and after about a block or so, plant your feet firmly on the ground and pull your hand out of Minseok’s grip.
“Minseok, what the fuck was that?” You say, crossing your arms in front of your chest.
“Nothing,” He replies gruffly, looking straight ahead.
“That was not nothing,” you reply with a scoff.
“Can we please just drop it?” He asks, pleading with his eyes.
“Fine,” you sigh. “But don’t think I’m letting you off the hook that easily, you have to buy me a drink then.”
“Okay, I was planning to do that anyways,” he says as the two of you continue walking down the street.
“Two drinks!” You say, holding up two fingers to get your point across.
“Fine by me, now, let’s go eat dinner,” Minseok answers, leading the way to the restaurant.
The two of you eat dinner in an uncomfortable silence with you trying to figure out what exactly is going on with Minseok today. He’s been acting strange all day and he almost seems, jealous? There’s no way he could be jealous though, he’s just a friend, right? Well, there’s one way to test that theory.
After dinner, the two of you head to the bar. You figure alcohol will help solve your issues for the day. While at the bar, you ignore Minseok somewhat, which makes him upset. He’s angry at himself because he knows he did this to himself, but also sad that you would choose to ignore him and blatantly flirt with this fuck of a guy sitting beside you. He needs to do something, and fast.
Luckily, the guy you’re talking to gets up to use the restroom, so Minseok takes this opportunity to follow him. Not that you would notice, you’re too busy smiling to yourself.
In the restroom, Minseok pins the guy to the wall with his arm across the guy’s chest. His red eyes glare into the brown eyes of the guy, his teeth bared in a snarl.
“What exactly do you think you’re doing with my girl?” Minseok growls, his eyes compelling the truth out of the unsuspecting victim.
“Trying to get laid, what’s your deal dude? I didn’t even know she was your girl,” the guy replies, trying, and failing, to shove Minseok off of him.
“Why her?” Minseok pushes even harder against the struggling man.
“She looked easy! Plus she’s fucking hot, who wouldn’t want to get in her pants?” The man answers, not knowing why he’s saying these things out loud.
Minseok’s rage comes to a boiling point, yet he manages to stop himself from ripping out this guy’s throat. Instead, he comes up with a better idea.
“You’re going to march right back out there and tell her the real reason’s why you’re talking to her. You’re going to be the biggest asshole possible and get her to hate you,” Minseok compels the man who blinks a few times in confusion as Minseok releases his hold on him.
The man slowly exits the restroom and makes his way back over to where you’re sitting at the bar, Minseok following shortly behind with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. You turn around when you sense a presence beside you and smile slightly when you realize it’s the kind man you were talking to before.
“Alright, listen babe, I’m going to be honest with you, the only reason I’ve been talking with you for the past hour and a half is because you looked like you’d be easy. Plus you’re fucking hot. I just want a good fuck and you fit the bill, so if you wouldn’t mind being a good girl and hurrying things along so I can get in your pants already, that’d be great,” the man says, eyes roaming over your figure hungrily.
Instead of giving the man an answer, you smile politely while standing up, drink in hand. Your smile morphs into a face full of anger and disgust, throwing the rest of the contents of your drink all over the man who looks stunned, to say the least.
“C’mon babe, don’t be like that,” the man whines.
“Minseok, let’s go,” you state emotionlessly, looking straight past the man. You start to walk towards the exit while muttering an ‘asshole’ towards the man who is left standing dumbfounded alone at the bar.
Minseok smirks to himself as he follows you out, quickly wrapping his arm around you in a sort of comforting motion. He can’t believe how well that worked.
You quickly call a cab, figuring you have no patience for the bus. Minseok keeps you wrapped in his arms the entire ride back to your house, letting you cry into his shoulder. It pains him to see you get so worked up over a guy you just met, but he did what had to be done. The next words that come out of your mouth break his heart.
“Am I just that unlovable? Is all I’m good for just a quick fuck and dump?” You sob, voice cracking.
“No, you’re so much better than that. You’re worth so much more,” he coos, gently running his fingers through your hair in a comforting manner.
The rest of the ride is spent in silence with the occasional sob coming from you as Minseok comforts you the best way he can. When the cab arrives at your house, Minseok ushers you inside after insisting to pay for everything. He guides you to your couch and gets you to sit while he goes to get you a drink.
A minute later, Minseok reappears with a glass of water in his hand. He hands it to you as he sits beside you on the couch. You once again, curl into his embrace, grateful to have him with you.
By now, your crying has stopped and the two of you sit in a comfortable silence. Your head rests on his shoulder and your hands play with his own. Minseok feels at peace and lets this moment sink in, basking in the feeling of you next to him, intertwining your fingers with his over and over again. He wishes that this moment could last forever.
He figures now is the best time to confess to you, seeing as you’ve calmed down and there’s no time like the present. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he prepares to tell you what he’s wanted to tell you since the first time he’s met you.
“(Y/n),” he whispers your name, successfully grabbing your attention. You turn your head to look at him with curious eyes, and he can’t help but stare into them. “I love you.”
You stare at him for good thirty seconds, occasionally blinking up at him before a smile breaks out on your face. A relieved sort of expression takes over Minseok’s own face when he sees your smile, but it immediately falls when he hears the words that come out of your mouth.
“I love you, too, Minseok. You’re my best friend, and I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you reply, hoping he didn’t mean what you’ve already realized throughout the day.
“No, (Y/n), I don’t think you understand,” Minseok grips your face in his hands gently, whispering the words you don’t want to hear come from your best friend’s lips. “I’m in love with you.”
With those words, he closes the short distance between the two of you and places his lips upon yours. To Minseok, your lips feel like heaven, a sort of bliss he can never get enough of. To you, you don’t know what to feel, but all you know is that your best friend is kissing you and you don’t know how to react.
After a moment, Minseok realizes that you’re not kissing him back. He opens his eyes to see you’re already staring into his own, an unreadable expression in them. Inside, Minseok is conflicted, this is all he’s ever wanted, but you’re not reacting the way he’d hoped you’d react. He wants you to want him as much as he wants you, as much as he needs you. A spark of anger flashes through him and before he knows what he’s doing, he’s speaking.
“Kiss me back,” he demands, eyes flashing red for the briefest of moments. So quick that you swear you imagine it, but at his words, you feel yourself doing just that. Kissing him back.
Of all the sensations he’s felt throughout his entire life, kissing you has to be the very best. God, if kissing you feels this good, he can only imagine what tasting you is like, and how your lips would feel wrapped around his cock, how your walls would feel clenching around him as he brings you to orgasm after orgasm. He feels his whole body shudder in bliss as he pulls away from you with his eyes closed.
Opening them, he’s greeted by your beautiful face, morphed into an expression of confusion, shock, and, is that fear in your eyes?
“Minseok, what was-“ you take a deep breath. “What the hell was that?”
“Me finally working up the courage to tell you how I really feel about you,” Minseok replies, stroking your face with his thumb lovingly.
“No, Minseok, that’s not what I meant,” you say, brushing his hand off your face, to which he frowns at. “The confession I can deal with, but your eyes, they turned red. Not just once, but twice!”
“Oh,” Minseok sighs, looking away from you. So that’s why you looked at him with a bit of fear in your eyes.
“Yeah, ‘oh.’ So care to explain to me what the fuck is going on, and why the fuck your eyes turned red?” You’re standing by now, pacing in front of your couch, not being able to comprehend the situation.
Minseok stands up and grips your arms, holding you in front of him. You refuse to look him in the eyes and he can hear your heartbeat speed up. The fear alone that he can smell coming from your body makes him let go of your arms.
“There’s not really any easy way to put this, so here goes…” he trails off, a nervous smile taking over his features as you stare at him, waiting of him to continue. “You see, I’m a, uh, I’m a vampire.”
“Right, and I’m the queen of Narnia,” you look at him sceptically. “Minseok, vampires aren’t real. Now would you be so kind as to tell me what the fuck kind of drug you’re on so I can take you to the hospital and get you the proper treatment for it?”
“I’m serious, (Y/n), just listen to me,” he follows after you as you go to put your shoes on and grab you coat.
“No, you listen to me Minseok-“ your words get caught in your throat as you are no longer staring at your front door, but are now back in your living room on the opposite side of your house in the blink of an eye. Minseok kneels in front of your form sitting on your couch. “How- how did-“
“I told you, I’m a vampire. Super speed and all,” Minseok replies, nervously smiling at you.
“I still don’t really believe you,” you narrow your eyes at him, calming your racing heart.
“Well, for starters, I can hear your heart pounding in your chest and smell the fear coming off you,” Minseok explains, and before you have a chance to protest, he continues. “Oh, and also I can do this,” as he says that, he vanishes from the room and reappears seconds later with your favourite stuffed animal from when you were a kid that you keep hidden in your closet in your room upstairs. “And if you’re still not convinced,” at this he’s back to crouching in front of you. He bares his teeth and you notice how elongated his canines look, and watch as his eyes flash red once more.
Your heart skips a beat as you watch him change right before your very eyes. Instead of feeling the regular fear you normally would, you feel calm.
Minseok slowly looks into your eyes, sure that all he’s going to see now is fear and disgust in your eyes, but instead he’s met with wonder and amazement. The fear is slowly being replaced by a sense of awe.
“So, you mean to tell me, this whole time, vampires are real?” You say, a sense of wonder in your voice. Minseok just nods his head in response. “Wow.”
“You’re not scared of me now?” He asks, curious about your answer.
“No, not really. More shocked is all,” you reply honestly.
“I could kill you, though,” he replies.
“Yeah, well, so could another human. So could a car. I could choke or drown. Besides, I have a feeling that if you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already. I’ve known you for how many years now, and I know you wouldn’t hurt me. Besides…” you trail off, shrugging your shoulders, and then biting your lip.
A silence settles between the two of you as the information settles. You refuse to meet his gaze, but not because of the news of him being a vampire. You’re more concerned about what your relationship is going to be like now that he’s confessed to you.
Minseok chews on his bottom lip. He can tell you’re concerned about what he’s confessed to you, but he’s dying to know your answer. He wants to know how you really feel, and he’s starting to get a little impatient. Before he can say anything, you beat him to it.
“I know what you’re going to say, Minseok, and honestly, I don’t know myself. I just need some time,” you tell him truthfully.
“Okay,” he whispers, standing up. You follow him to the front door and watch as he puts on his shoes. There’s an unreadable expression on his face as you stare at each other in silence. “Take all the time you need.”
Before he takes one step out the door, his lips are on yours once again in an instant. He needs to feel them against his own one more time tonight. He pulls away and looks deeply into your eyes, his own flashing red.
“Forget that,” he commands, and within an instant, he’s gone, leaving you alone with nothing but a faint tingling sensation on you lips. You don’t even remembering him leaving.
Meanwhile, Minseok’s dead heart is racing as he enters his room. After compelling you to forget the second kiss, he sprinted home. His head is spinning and he feels like a little kid again. That went better than he could have ever imagined. Well, he would have preferred if you reacted differently to his confession, but you’re not scared of him. You’re not scared of what he is.
He lays on his bed with a stupid smile on his face. He’s never felt better. He feels like he could conquer the world, as long as you’re by his side. His emotions are all over the place.
A knock comes from his bedroom door, and after mumbling a quick ‘come in’, he’s greeted by Yixing’s face in his doorway.
“I’m assuming since you’re acting like a giddy little school girl, things went well?” Yixing teases, leaning against the doorframe.
“They went great, actually,” Minseok replies, smile ever present on his face.
“That’s great man, I’m happy for you!” Yixing says, smiling himself. “Anyways, I’m going to bed, don’t stay up too late, man.”
“I won’t,” Minseok replies as Yixing exits his room and closes the door behind him.
Minseok lays in the darkness of his room, staring at his ceiling. He can still feel the softness of your lips on his own, still taste you on his lips. He brings his hand up and touches his lips, running a finger over them gently. God, how he wishes he could kiss you again.
He falls asleep that night, dreams filled with images of you. Your smile, your laugh, everything you. He dreams of a life where the two of you are together, where he spends every day showing you just how much he loves and cares for you. He dreams of taking his time to map out every curve of your body, of pleasing you in every way he possibly can, making you whimper and moan for him, and only him.
He wakes up the next day with a smile on his face. For once he wasn’t haunted by visions of his past for the night, and instead he was filled with images of you. He feels a sense of bliss wash over him, and he checks his phone to see if he has any new messages from you.
His smile drops slightly as he sees that you haven’t sent him any new messages yet. He sighs, but almost immediately his smile is back on his face. Nothing could bring down his mood.
The day continues with him constantly checking his phone for any new messages from you, and him continuously being let down. He knows he said he’d give you time and space, but he really wants you now. He’s never been one to believe in the whole concept of soulmates, but with you, he’s positive you’re his. You’re all he can think about.
The next few days pass by with him hearing nothing from you. He’s starting to get impatient. All he wants is to be with you, to be able to spend time with you, but he can’t. Each night when he closes his eyes, you’re all that he sees, and he can feel his love growing for you even more.
About a week after his confession he remembers some things that his creator told him when he was a new born vamp. One, that vampires can mate if they choose to, but they have to be careful. If a vampire mates with a human, they have to mark them in order to protect them. Two, falling in love with a mortal can be painful, especially since they do not live long. Three, be careful when dealing with mates, for if you’re sure that they’re the one, you can no longer love another.
Minseok is sure that you’re the one for him. He just needs you in his life and everything will be okay, he’s sure of it. He knows he loves you, and he know’s he wants to be with you for the rest of his immortal life. You just have to say yes and that would make him the happiest person to have ever walked this earth.
The next day comes and still no word from you. Minseok decides that by the end of the week if he doesn’t hear from you he’s going to go check on you. He sent you a text the other day asking how you’re doing, but you just replied with minimal answers. Neither of you even mentioned his confession and he’s starting to worry.
Doubt clouds his mind, filling his thoughts with uncertainty. He doesn’t know what you’re doing, who you’re with, what you’re thinking. Normally, he would go check on you, but he feels like he’ll get caught now that you know what he is. Besides, he doesn’t want to break your trust now, not when he’s so close to having you all to himself.
That night, Minseok has the house to himself as Yixing went to go visit some friends for a few days. Once again, his mind is filled with images of you. Everything about you drives him crazy, he can feel his want growing more and more each day. He wants to feel your lips again, against his own. He wants to run his hands all over your body and find out what drives you crazy, do whatever he can to please you in ways you never thought possible.
More than all of that, he wants to make love to you, and show you just how much he appreciates you. He wants to taste your blood as you come undone for him, letting him mark you as his and his alone. He lets his imagination run wild and he can tell his eyes have turned red in hunger and lust for you.
His mind creates an image of you so real, he swears he can almost smell your intoxicating scent. He watches as his vision of you slowly walks into his room, closing the door behind you, and crawls over him to straddle his lap.
“I’m sorry for not coming to you sooner,” he hears your silky voice purr from above him. “I just didn’t realize how much I wanted you before, how much I need you.”
Minseok lets out a low moan. Those words are everything he’s ever wanted to hear from you. He knows this is just a vision, something that his mind has created that only he can experience, but he can’t help but to hope it’s real, that it becomes real. He’s always had an overactive imagination when it comes to you, but this time it feels different.
He watches you lean down and kiss him, recalling the feel of your actual lips placed upon his own. He feels a tingling sensation wherever the vision of you touches him, his body remembering everything about your real touch, making this situation that much more realistic.
He quickly throws off his shirt, watching as you kiss down his chest. His head is thrown back, red eyes closing as he palms himself through his sweats, but instead of it being his hand, he envisions your hand instead. You’re doing this, not him.
He watches you tug down his sweats, throwing them to the side once they’ve come off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. You go back to stroking his member over his boxers, and he lets out another low groan.
He watches the vision of you smirk before taking off his boxers, his hard length springing free, and almost immediately your hand is wrapped around him. You lick your lips before biting them and he groans, wanting nothing more than to feel them again.
He feels your hand start to move along his cock until he pictures you running your tongue against the underside and against his protruding vein. He swears he can almost feel the wetness of your mouth as he sees you take the tip of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. He watches as you slowly take all of him into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down.
His hand follows the rhythm of the vision, making sure to adjust his grip accordingly to every action he sees you make. He can’t help but moan louder the closer he gets to release, but just before he can, he stops himself, making the vision of you pull away as well.
You stare at him with half lidded eyes, licking your lips once again. God, how he wishes this was the real thing, the real you so he could have you moaning beneath him from his tongue, his fingers, his cock. Anything to hear you moan his name over and over again, to get you to come for him until you’re so sensitive from his touch that the slightest of movements have you trembling in ecstasy.
“Make love to me, Minseok,” he hears the vision say with your voice, and he feels a shiver go down his spine, his eyes turning an ever darker shade of red. That’s one of the many things he’s always wanted to hear you say to him, and he’d happily oblige.
In an instant, he has the vision pinned beneath him. He can only imagine what this would actually feel like, and he knows for a fact that if your lips felt like heaven, then actually being inside you will feel like paradise itself.
He imagines just that, slowly pushing into you and letting your walls envelope him. He starts off slowly, making sure you’d feel every thrust of his hips, every inch of his length buried in you. He picks up his pace, moving his hand quicker as he hears your voice ringing through his ears.
He flips himself back over, imagining you riding him now, how you would look like on top. He bites his lip as visions of you throwing your head back in pleasure fill his mind. He feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge, letting out low growls every now and then.
Your name continuously falls from his lips in whines as well as one other word, repeated over and over again as the pressure finally becomes too much for him to handle, and he’s releasing all over his stomach. He calms himself down while whimpering your name and the other word repeatedly. Mate.
Minseok’s breathing is heavy as he drags himself to his bathroom to clean himself up. He flicks on the lights, grabs a towel, wets it, then looks at his reflection in the mirror as he cleans himself up. His eyes are the darkest red he’s ever seen them, and usually they don’t stay this red for long.
He stares at his reflection for a few minutes, just watching his eyes. Eventually, the red fades back into his usual brown, but there’s still a vibrance to them that wasn’t there before. He blinks a few times and shakes his head.
He makes the decision that tomorrow he’s going to go visit you, whether you want to see him or not. He needs to see you, to be with you. He needs to know your answer, after all, you’re his mate.
The next morning Minseok wakes up feeling a bit nervous. How will you react when he tells you you’re his mate? What will be your answer to his original confession? Thoughts race through his mind at lightning speed, making him shake his head to try and clear them. One thing’s for sure, he’s going to get an answer from you and make you his.
Around ten o’clock he makes his way over to your house, gently knocking on your front door once he arrives. He breathes deeply, inhaling your familiar, comforting scent as well as an unfamiliar one. He also notices there’s the stench of hormones in the air, and it seems to be coming from your house.
His eyes narrow into slits when he sees an unfamiliar man open the door to your house, the stench hitting his nostrils full force once the door is opened. A growl sounds at the back of his throat as he realizes what has happened. This man has touched his mate.
“Babe, there’s someone at the door for you,” he hears the man call over his shoulder.
Rage begins to cloud Minseok’s vision and he can feel his eyes starting to turn red. He walks past the man standing in the doorway to be greeted by you standing in the hallway in nothing but a tank top and shorts. He takes in your messy hair and notices the bruises lining your neck and collarbones.
“Minseok, what are you doing here?” You ask him, but he completely ignores your question, instead turning on the guy still standing near the door.
“How dare you touch my mate,” Minseok growls, pinning the man to the wall, ready to kill. His eyes are blood red and deadly.
“Minseok, what the fuck!” You exclaim, staying where you are in fear of getting between them. Minseok chooses to ignore you at the moment.
“You’re going to march right out of this house and forget all about this, and her. You’re going to go on with your everyday life like normal before I rip your throat out,” Minseok snarls, finally letting go of the man after compelling him to leave.
The man immediately does as told, grabbing his coat and shoes and heading out the door without a glance in your direction. You stand there shocked at Minseok’s actions.
“Minseok, again, what the fuck!” You repeat.
He turns around and looks at you and you feel your heart stop in your chest. His look is nothing but predatory, making you feel small and weak under his intense gaze. He slowly advances towards you, backing you into the wall. He doesn’t say anything as he presses his entire body against yours, successfully trapping you between himself and the wall.
“God, his scent is all over you,” Minseok snarls, breathing in deeply. He bares his teeth in disgust. “How dare he touch you.”
“Minseok, what are you talking about, you’re scaring me,” you reply, bringing your hands up to his chest to try and push him off of you, but he doesn’t budge.
“Do you know how long I’ve watched you, how long I’ve waited for you to notice me? For you to see me as something more than just your friend? I’ve always loved you, (Y/n), and I’ll always love you,” Minseok says, nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing in your scent. His hands grip your waist tightly, but not tight enough to hurt you. “I used to never believe in mates, but I’ve come to realize that you’re mine, and nothing can change that.”
“Wait, what? Minseok, what the fuck are you talking about? I’m not your mate!” You exclaim, trying once again to push him off of you. Words of denial spill out of your mouth which just makes Minseok more upset.
“Shut up!” He commands, looking straight into your eyes as his own flash red. Immediately, you comply, ceasing your struggling as well. “Now listen to me, that thing, has tainted you all over,” he says, bringing his wrist up to his mouth. “His marks need to go,” with those words, he bites his wrist, feeling his blood starting to trickle down his arm.
“Minseok, what are you doing?” You barely have time to finish your sentence before his wrist is on you mouth. Your eyes widen in surprise and fear, making sure to keep your mouth closed.
“Drink,” Minseok growls, looking straight into your eyes, and immediately you obey, feeling the warm liquid run down your throat. Minseok smiles at this, watching as the bruises fade from your skin, his own scent mixing with your own.
Eventually, he pulls his wrist away and you watch him with fearful eyes, unsure of what he’ll do next. You no longer recognize the person standing in front of you. He’s no longer the best friend you know and love, now, he’s someone, something completely different. Something unrecognizable.
A little bit of his blood is still on the corner of your lips and he takes this opportunity to do what he’s been wanting to do for the past week and a half. He kisses you, and to him, it feels so much better then the first times he kissed you. You make sure to keep your lips sealed tight and not kiss him back. He growls and pulls away.
“Kiss me back,” he snaps, but you don’t look into his eyes this time.
“No, Minseok! Stop this! What has gotten into you?” You ask, once again fighting to get free, making him chuckle at your weak attempts to free yourself.
“I’ve just come to realize a few things over the past few days. You know they weren’t lying when they said that absence makes the heart grow fonder. You’re my mate and nothing can change that. I love you, so much,” he tells you, trailing kisses up and down your neck.
“I don’t love you. At least, not it the way you want me to,” you reply. “And what’s with this mate nonsense? I am not your mate!”
Minseok growls once again at your words. He grips your chin in his hand and forces you to look at him, making you stare deeply into his eyes, which are blood red and darkening with each passing second.
“I didn’t want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice,” he sighs, eyes staring deeply into your own. “You are my mate and you always will be. You love me just as much as I love you, and you will never think about leaving me or running away. You will accept my love and stay by my side for the rest of eternity.”
You freeze for a moment as his words sink in. You feel your body start to calm down, and a sense of comfort coming over you. You continue to stare into Minseok’s eyes as they start to change back into their regular colour. Your hand comes up to caress his cheek lovingly and he moves into your touch.
“Minseok,” you whisper his name affectionately and he feels a shiver run down his spine. He looks into your eyes and sees nothing but love and want, which are reflected back in his own.
“(Y/n),” he whispers your name just as affectionately, his hand coming up to cover your own.
“I love you, Minseok,” you say, throwing your arms around him in an embrace which makes him smile in victory.
request: yandere!exo when they notice you being drawn to someone gentler/sweeter/more romantic...i wanna see who would start acting sweet to draw in their victim and who would get colder
Minseok:
Gentle is probably the last word anyone would use to describe Minseok. So you can kind of imagine how much of a disappointment it was to him that you were into that type of person. He’s already a bit romantic, but he’d begin to show it even more. He’d start to give you gifts more often, and take you out to your favorite restaurants, but if you think for one second he’d become gentle, then you’re surely mistaken. He’d change a lot for you, but he’d never give up his sadistic nature, and you’d just have to live with that, because despite whatever you might like, Minseok would kill anyone that was even remotely close to stealing you away from him.
“Here, I bought you some flowers. They’re you’re favorite. You couldn’t even imagine how much it took to get these for you. Did you know that they’re out of season right now? But don’t worry, it’s okay because it was all for you, Doll.”
Junmyeon:
If that’s what you wanted then that’s what Junmyeon would be. He’s always putting up an act for you, so this wouldn’t really be any different. He’d be willing to do whatever he could to make sure that you’d always be by his side, and changing his personality is definitely included in that statement. In front of you he’d be everything you wanted in a partner, gentle, romantic, sweet, whatever, he’d become it just for you. Others wouldn’t get this pleasure, especially not when he’d be beating them to death, just for looking at you a certain way, as you sat at home, waiting for your sweet prince to get back.
“You don’t know what I’m talking about? Don’t pull that shit. I saw you look at her earlier. Who gave you the permission to do that? Certainly not me. The world will be a whole lot better once I remove you from it.”
Yixing:
Yixing wouldn’t have to worry about that at all, because in his head, he’s every single one of those things. Obviously your ideal type was him, and you were his, so it worked out perfectly for the both of you. The only thing that would really change with this newfound information is that his yandere tendencies would become more apparent and more frequent, because you obviously like that about him, right? Expect him to become a lot more “helpful” after this.
“Shhh. You don’t have to be so stubborn all the time. Just let me help you. All you’ve got to do is tell me their name and I’ll handle this whole situation for you, baby.”
Baekhyun:
Just like Minseok, Baekhyun would never give up on his desires to cause pain just because you preferred someone who was gentle, but unlike him, he would try to become more like your type in the other aspects. You’re just the perfect human being to him, and he wants you to think of him like that as well, because that’s how you should imagine your soulmate. In the end even if you don’t like him it wont really matter too much, you’ll still belong to Baekhyun, whether he’s your ideal type or not. So, you’ll just have to live with it, because he wont be leaving you alone anytime soon.
“Do you seriously think you could be with anyone else besides me? Babe, listen to me carefully when I say this. You are my mine. Byun Baekhyun’s property. And it will always be that way.”
Chanyeol:
If it got you to open up around him, then Chanyeol would do anything you wanted. His whole plan revolves on you completely and utterly trusting him with everything, so this was key. He’d be the sweet, innocent, boy next door type to lure you in, and then later on, right when it’s too late, show his true colors. All things that gave you independence from him would be completely gone in no time. All you’d have left is him. How romantic?
“Monster? You were just calling me baby a week ago. I suggest you shut that bratty mouth of yours till you address me properly again. You wouldn’t want to force me to go out and buy you a muzzle, now would you?”
Kyungsoo:
Gentle is Kyungsoo’s middle name when it comes to you. It’s his number one priority to make sure that you are always okay. So why would he have to change at all? He’ll be nice and sweet as long as you obey him. He knows what’s best for you, just like a good boyfriend should, and like a good girlfriend, you should listen to him. Everyone beside him was a danger and he wouldn’t stop until you realized that too.
“You just don’t understand, I can’t let you leave! Imagine what those psychos would do if they got their hands on you? My blood is boiling just at the thought. Let’s stay inside again. We can watch your favorite movie?”
Jongin:
Jongin fits your ideal type normally. He’s a charming, romantic, and gentle man. The definition of boyfriend material. That is if you don’t count his possessiveness over you and just what it does to him. He’ll make sure to reward you with sweet gifts and gestures if that’s what it takes for you to not talk to another man beside him. (Not that he wouldn’t do that already.) He will definitely try a little harder when he’s being romantic though, he’s got to impress you so you won’t even care about other guys
“You going out to the club? You know that’s not going to happen love. I can’t have any guys seeing you in that short little dress. You know how jealous I can get, and I can already tell you’ll be hit on. You’re for my eyes only, alright? Now let’s forget about going out. If you mention it again I might just have to punish you.”
Sehun:
If it’ll get you to pay more attention to him, than Sehun will try his hardest to act even sweeter than normal. Anything to get you to notice him. As soon as you show any form of affection to someone else though, he would be completely different person. How dare you put anyone before him? He just wouldn’t be able to handle it. His regular threats and punishments would come back. Expect a whole lot needier Sehun than usual.
“You can’t just steal my heart and pretend like you did nothing. This is your fault, so you should deal with the consequences. I’m yours and your mine. Okay? Forever. If you look at one other guy beside me I’ll have to do something we both won’t like.”
