BLOOD BANK
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Pairing: Vampire!doctor!Jongho x vampire!fem reader
Word count: 2,260
Note: Requested by @justsomekpopstuff for my 1K event! I decided to get creative and combine the concepts you requested so I really hope you like it! I know I said I’d be doing drabbles for this event but I got a little carried away with this one so some of these requests might end up being longer than intended!
The sterile stench of rubbing alcohol and sanitizer permeated the bright white halls of the hospital, the air redolent with antiseptic, but not even those sharp smells could override the cocktail of human scents littering the floor. They were everywhere. Your nose twitched as you tucked your arms in tighter, gripping the strap of your tote bag.
You hated these monthly visits, constantly reminded of mortality and how it dwindled like a candle in the wind. Sometimes you envied these people, wished your life could run its natural course.
These appointments were arranged privately, so you bypassed the reception desk and headed straight for the office of Dr. Choi Jongho. Your knuckles rapped softly on the thick wooden door, waiting for a response.
"Come in." His muffled voice called from the other side.
You pushed the handle and stepped into his office, a sense of comfort washing over you at the sight of a familiar face.
"Jongho." You greeted.
"Y/n. You're right on time." He smiled, gesturing for you to have a seat. "You're here for another batch, right?"
You nodded, taking a seat in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk. Jongho turned around and felt along the wall until he pressed on a panel, a mini fridge concealed behind it. He reached inside and pulled out several bags of blood, placing them onto the table in front of you.
"This should be enough for the month." He said.
You stuffed the bags into your tote, pulling out a hefty envelope from your jacket pocket.
"Payment. I put extra in there. I just don't feel right getting this stuff for free."
Jongho dismissed your offer with a wave of his hand. "We've been over this. I don't need your money. This arrangement is special."
"I know, but—"
"Ah." Jongho held a finger up to silence you. "I'm doing this as a friend and a fellow vampire. I don't need money."
"Alright." You relented.
Jongho slid the panel back into place on the wall and stood from his chair, circling around to the front of the desk to perch on the ledge.
"How have you been since your last visit?"
He was always checking up on you during your monthly appointments, asking about your cravings and if he needed to send you home with more blood bags.
"I've been pretty good given my condition." You gave a couple pats to your tote bag. "These help."
You found Jongho almost a year ago when you woke up near the Han River at 3 AM with a burning in your throat and a soreness in your gums. Your memory was hazy and you couldn't think straight. Assuming you had been drugged, you staggered towards the nearest hospital. Jongho just so happened to be working that night, discussing some paperwork with a nurse when you stumbled through the front doors. You thought he was rather young for a Doctor, but weren't going to turn away any potential help.
"I think I've been drugged." You croaked.
Jongho's eyes widened in alarm and he rushed over to steady you, guiding you into a vacant room.
"Take it easy." He spoke in a calming tone, leading you to sit on the edge of the hospital bed. "My name is Dr. Choi Jongho. What's your name?"
"Y/n." You blinked forcefully, seeing everything too clearly for it to be considered normal.
"Okay, Y/n. What are you feeling right now?"
There was a glint of suspicion in his eyes when he asked.
"Dry." You rubbed at your throat. "My teeth hurt. Can't think straight. I don't remember what happened. Everything is so bright."
Jongho's expression turned grim. "Do you mind if I check you out real quick?"
You shook your head, not caring what happened, so long as you got some help.
He gently took your face between his fingers, tilting your head to the side to examine both sides of your neck. A frown carved its way into his boyish features when he spotted a set of fading puncture wounds. He sighed heavily and turned your face forward.
"Open your mouth for me, please."
You obeyed, your lips parting.
He kneeled down just enough to peer into your mouth. You were still in your transitional phase, so it wasn't noticeable yet, but your canines were slowly forming into sharp points. He released you, pulling back to pinch the bridge of his nose.
"So what's going on?" You asked.
"Stay here and lie down if you need to. I'll be right back." He tried to keep up his professional and calm demeanor, but his jaw was taut.
He returned to the room shortly with a blood bag in hand.
"Here." He held it out to you, noting your puzzled expression. "Drink it."
"I'm sorry?"
"You were bitten by a vampire. I know this is a lot to take in, but you need this right now. It'll clear your head and ease some of the symptoms you're experiencing."
You remembered it like it was yesterday. At first, you thought Jongho was messing with you until he revealed his own secret. Ever since then, he provided you with blood bags, insisting that you visit every month for a restock in order to keep your hunger at bay.
"So, why do I never hear from you?" Jongho's question brought you back to the present.
"Huh?"
"You hardly text." He said with a subtle pout.
"Oh. I don't wanna bother you. You're a busy guy."
"I'm not too busy for you." His response was instant.
Something in your chest squeezed at those words. He said them so casually despite the weight they carried and the meaning behind them.
"If you need help or just want some company, let me know." His brown eyes were full of sincerity, staring deeply into yours. You picked up on a flicker of longing in them, getting the sense that he wanted you to reach out.
"Okay." You nodded, picking at your nails. "Sorry for not texting more often. Truth is, I want to spend time with you outside this office. I just wasn't sure how to say it
A slow gummy smile spread across Jongho's lips at your confession.
"Then let's do something this weekend. No appointments or pickups. Just us."
Just us. The sound of it made something pleasant stir in your chest.
"That would be nice." You nodded approvingly, fighting to quell the excitement stirring in your gut.
"I'll text you the details later."
The meetup spot was a convenience store just before sunset. The sky was streaked with pale shades of orange and pink.
"What's with the location?" You teased, approaching Jongho, who was leaned against the building.
"I thought it would be a nice change from a professional setting. Something normal and comfortable." He grinned.
You turned to give a glance at the store and nodded. "Alright. I like it."
"You in the mood for some ramen?"
A small smile played at your lips. "Yeah. Ramen sounds good."
It was nice to still be able to eat regular food, even if it didn't provide the same feeling of satisfaction. The both of you selected your noodles and used the machines provided to add hot water to the cups. Picnic tables were clustered behind the store with a view of a nearby park. The setting made for a wonderful backdrop.
"It's good to see you in a more relaxed environment." Jongho commented, stirring his ramen, the steam rising into the air.
"Yeah." You nodded, taking in his casual attire.
It's not that Jongho wasn't an attractive guy, he was, but seeing him out of his white coat and in a t-shirt and a jean jacket had you looking at him differently.
"What?" Jongho questioned when he noticed your attention on him.
"I'm just not used to seeing you dressed casually."
"It must be shocking." He joked.
"Not really. Just different."
"Good different?"
"Yes." You laughed, quietly slurping a bite of ramen. "It's nice."
His expression softened. "Good." He took a sip of his soda before adding, "I'm glad we could do this and be normal for a bit."
"Yeah. I am too. I wish I'd done it sooner."
Jongho dismissed you with a wave of his hand. "We're here now. That's all that matters."
"You're right." You took another bite of noodles, savoring the flavor.
A breeze blew by and with it came the onslaught of scents from your surroundings: trees, flowers, convenience store items, and humans both nearby and far down the street.
It helped that Jongho was in front of you, his presence was a welcomed distraction. Even though it had been almost a year since you were attacked and turned, smells were still an issue.
"Being a doctor must require you to be around a lot of blood." You spoke up, distracting yourself with conversation.
"Sometimes." Jongho murmured, stirring his noodles.
"How do you manage?"
"Years of practice." He chuckled.
"So you're like Carlisle Cullen from Twilight."
Jongho snorted at first, caught off guard at the comparison. Then he let out a melodramatic groan. "Not even close. That guy isn't even real."
You laughed, partially doubling over in your seat. "Sorry. I had to."
Jongho's giggles filled the night air, the pleasant sounds like music to your ears.
"Are you distracted?" He asked when his laughter died down. "By the smells?"
"A little. It's not too bad."
"Keeping myself grounded always helps." Jongho offered some advice. "I've dealt with all this for six years of this, so I've learned a thing or two."
"Yeah, I usually try to focus on other things." You nodded.
"Does it work?"
"Sometimes."
Just as you said that, a small group of three teenagers game walking by and your nostrils flared.
"Hey." Jongho's calming voice reached your overly sensitive ears and when you looked at him, he was extending his hand across the table, palm up in a silent inviting manner.
Your gaze flickered up to meet his and he just waited. Slowly, you placed your hand in his, your heart stuttering at the contact as his fingers slowly curled around yours.
"Focus." He said.
You nodded, taking in a deep breath.
"I'm not even thirsty." You exhaled.
"I know." He nodded solemnly. "It's temptation that makes you feel like you are even if you fed recently."
His thumb caressed your knuckles in a loving manner that soothed your nerves, his touch feeling less like a comforting platonic gesture and more like something deeper.
"You wanna go on a walk?" He asked suddenly. "Get away from this area for a bit?"
You nodded, both of you ditching your partially-finished cups of noodles. Neither of you really needed food anyway.
You walked along the paved track lining a pond in the park, the sounds and smells of nature filling your senses, dulling the ones coming from passerby.
"The stars are coming out." Jongho commented, gazing up at the darkening sky.
"They are." You responded, managing to spot a few flickering specks above.
While staring at the spectacle, Jongho's knuckles brushed yours. You turned to look down at how close your hands were, your fingers twitching like they wanted to take hold. He glanced over, eyes flicking from your face to your hands, tentatively sliding his into yours.
The atmosphere shifted and Jongho moved to stand in front of you, his free hand slowly moving to brush your cheek. His gentle eyes were full of longing and kept darting to your lips.
"I'm so glad you found me that night you were turned."
"Me too."
"I don't just mean I'm grateful because I could help you, but because my life was boring before. You were the first vampire to come to the hospital for help. Granted, you didn't know what you were yet, but people like you are the reason I became a doctor."
You blinked, stunned at his admission.
"Vampires need connections with their kind. At first, I wanted to help you, but along the way I started to develop deeper feelings."
"You did?" You uttered faintly, making no moves to back away from him or his touch.
He nodded softly, moving in closer.
"I don't just want to be your blood supplier or even your friend. I'd like to be something more."
Your lips parted in silent awe, his words processing in your racing mind.
"Can I kiss you, Y/n?"
His question registered instantly and you nodded.
The initial contact felt like a jolt to your system, the sensations heightened due to your nature. His lips were warm and softer than velvet. The way he cradled your face like you were something precious made a flurry of butterflies erupt in your stomach.
You hardly noticed the pressure in your teeth that came with the rush of heightened sensations. Jongho didn't want to overwhelm you, so he parted ways after a few blissful moments. When he pulled away, he dragged his thumb over your bottom lip, catching sight of your partially descended fangs. His lingering attention had you bringing your hand up to your mouth, your fingers brushing your lips.
"I didn't even know they could do that."
"It's a common reaction." He assured. "Especially when experiencing a surge of emotions. It could be anger, sadness, even pleasure." There was a glint in his eye at the last word. "I take it you enjoyed that?"
Despite the warmth in your cheeks at being called out so bluntly, you nodded.
"Well," He grinned. "there's more where that came from."
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