so cute just for me? ; you invited chan to your house so you tried to look pretty and to cook his favorite dessert. (fluff)
lost in the stars ; having a night date under the stars with bf!chan. (fluff)
fratboy!chan ; headcanons. (fluff and smut)
fucking after milano ; nsfw audio. (smut)
riding chan ; nsfw audio. (smut)
fucking after a concert ; nsfw audio. (smut)
fucking in the gym ; nsfw audio. (smut)
Lee Know
so obvious, so clueless ; you fell in love with someone from your friend group, he doesn’t know but he wants to figure it out. (fluff)
Hyunjin
blowing hyunjin ; nsfw audio. (smut)
Han
jerking off ; nsfw audio. (smut)
Jeongin
attention ; you haven’t seen your boyfriend in two weeks and when he comes to your house, you don’t give him the attention he needs. (fluff)
a healing sushi night ; jeongin and you have an argument that ends in a sushi night, (fluff, bit of angst)
matching phones ; jeongin and you sharing a cute moment together, he can’t help but to show his possessive side to you. (fluff)
beach resort ; jeongin surprised you with a reservation at a beach resort, but he is just so hot and you are just so horny. (smut)
clingy ; you haven’t seen each other after he called you clingy. (angst, bit of fluff)
oblivious ; jeongin got tired of hyunjin and han teasing him, so he invited them to hide (and jerk off) in the closet while he fucked you, the thing is he didn’t tell you. (smut)
— REQUESTS.
before sending a request you should know a few things...
english isn´t my first language.
i only write about stray kids, enhypen and txt.
i can write any genre (smut, fluff, angst)
i can write headcanons too!
no self harm theme.
no gender swap.
no member x member.
no cheating.
no hybrid.
before sending a +18 request you should know a few other things...
hi anon sorry it took me a while to answer i’m not really active on tumblr 😔
i stopped posting mainly bc of college and bc all my audios started getting hateful comments, i mean i know the audios are not even close of being perfect but it’s kind of sad seeing how ppl make fun of something it takes you like 2/3 hours of work. i got tired of delating those comments. i’m not delating my blog tho so if you are one of the few people who like my stray kids nsfw audios you can still enjoy them! ;)
bang chan loves fucking you after his workout session, he always goes to the gym late in the night, when no one is there so he can take you in the lockers room.
i don’t think this is my best audio but i’m pretty satisfied with the result. the most difficult things abt creating these audios are the ‘script’ and the sound effect i’m getting better with the sound effects tho.
bang chan loves fucking you after his workout session, he always goes to the gym late in the night, when no one is there so he can take you in the lockers room.
this is my first time request but i was wondering if you could make a fluff/smut oneshot on reader and lee know being in the same friend group but reader starts messaging him to get to know him once they realise they have a crush on him. he eventually finds out that they have a crush and keeps prodding to find out clues as to who it could be but then reader doesn’t give in so easily. you can give it whatever kind of ending…
so obvious, so clueless
lee know x fem!reader. fluff
word count: 3.3k
a.n: tysm for the request! i loved writing this.
a.n 2: english is not my first language. check my masterlist
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Lee Know and you had always been part of the same friend group, and making plans one-on-one with any of them was never a problem… except when it came to him. It wasn’t that you didn’t like the idea; it was just that your relationship with him wasn’t as strong as it was with the others.
One night, all your friends got too drunk, except for you and Lee Know. With nothing else to do, the two of you started talking, and to your surprise, the conversation flowed effortlessly. You felt comfortable with him in a way you never had before. At one point, he let out a bright, genuine laugh, his smile practically lighting up the room. You had seen him smile before, but somehow, this time, it felt different, like you were seeing it for the first time. It was the prettiest smile you had ever seen. Before you knew it, you found yourself searching for the best jokes just to make him smile again. You weren’t sure why.
Days passed, yet that moment lingered in your mind, how easy it was to talk to him, how comfortable you felt, and… how handsome he was. You started stalking him on Instagram more often, to the point where you practically had his pictures memorized. Each time you saw his face, your heart raced, and that’s when it hit you. You had a crush on him.
You tried to ignore it, pushing the feelings away whenever they surfaced. What if it ruined your friendship? Worse… what if it affected the whole group? Some nights, when you couldn’t sleep, your mind wandered to the possibilities. If you two started dating and it didn’t work out… would everything fall apart? You didn’t want to be the reason your group broke up.
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A week later, you wanted to talk to him so badly that you couldn’t help but send him a message, ignoring all your second thoughts. You opened his chat, fingers hovering over the keyboard, unsure of what to say. After a few minutes of overthinking, you decided to keep it simple.
“Heyy.”
Lee Know replied half an hour later, asking how your day had been. And just like that, the conversation started flowing, just like it had that night. He told you about his cats and even sent you a few pictures of them. They were adorable.
“They took their cuteness after their owner,” you typed without thinking twice.
The moment you hit send, you froze. Your eyes widened as realization hit… you had just sent him a pick up line with him. Unintentionally.
You gasped, heart pounding, suddenly regretting your words. But then, his reply popped up.
A single laughing emoji.
You sighed in relief when you saw that he hadn’t taken it as a serious attempt to flirt. At least, you hoped he hadn’t.
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You and Lee Know had been texting for weeks, growing closer with each conversation. At some point, you even started sending what you both called “good morning selfies” (pictures of each other as soon as you woke up, looking as awful as possible). Well… at least that was the goal. Lee Know looked effortlessly handsome in every single one.
When Felix’s birthday came around, he invited the whole group to his place to celebrate. You felt a wave of nervous excitement, this would be the first time seeing Lee Know face-to-face after all those late-night chats. Wanting to look your best, you put on your prettiest dress and put extra effort into your makeup.
At Felix’s house, you greeted everyone with a hug, one by one. When it was Lee Know’s turn, your nerves spiked, but you didn’t hesitate. He smelled amazing. His cologne was deep, musky, and completely intoxicating. He was wearing a simple shirt and jeans—nothing particularly trendy—but to you, he had never looked better. Why did everything about him have to be so effortlessly perfect?
You didn’t get a chance to talk to him in private until later that night when Felix announced it was “movie time.” Settling onto the couch, you took a seat near the corner. You weren’t expecting Lee Know to sit beside you. It caught you off guard, but you weren’t about to complain.
Felix pressed play, and the movie began…a romcom. You hated romcoms. You always thought they were ridiculously predictable.
A few minutes in, Lee Know leaned close to whisper in your ear.
“This movie sucks.”
You stifled a laugh, turning your head toward him.
“I know, right? But we’re watching it for Felix… so be quiet.” You nudged him lightly before focusing back on the screen.
Of course, Lee Know wasn’t going to just sit there and behave. That wasn’t in his nature.
He suddenly blew softly against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. Goosebumps erupted across your skin.
“Don’t do that!” you hissed, glaring at him.
He grinned. “I’m boreeed. Entertain me.”
You rolled your eyes. “What do you want me to do? Pull a bunny out of my magical hat?”
His soft laughter sent a spark through your chest. “Yes, please. I’ve never seen a magician before.”
You let out a chuckle, shaking your head.
“Fine,” you sighed. “I’ll entertain you by roasting this horrible movie, then.”
He smirked. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”
After a brief glance at the screen, you blurted out, “Noah Centineo’s acting is so fucking cringe it makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a damn spoon.”
Lee Know covered his mouth to stifle his laugh, his shoulders shaking. He leaned in closer, eyes gleaming with amusement. “God, I love the way your brain works.”
Lee Know leaned in again, his breath warm against your ear. “I swear, if they make the couple kiss in the rain, I’m walking out.”
You snorted, whispering back, “Oh, you just know it’s coming. Probably with some dramatic speech about ‘fate’ too.”
He sighed dramatically, shaking his head. “Yeah, because nothing says true love like pneumonia.”
As the movie dragged on, you and Lee Know kept whispering back and forth, throwing sarcastic comments at every overused trope. It was like no one else was in the room.
At one point, the main characters had a dramatic breakup scene, and Lee Know sighed, shaking his head. “Three… two… one… and cue the sad montage.”
Right on time, the screen faded into a heartbroken protagonist staring out of a rainy window.
You stifled a laugh. “I hate how predictable this is.”
“Right? It’s like they copy and paste the same script every time.”
As you both chuckled softly, what you didn’t notice were the lingering glances from your friends.
Felix, sipping his drink, nudged Seungmin with his elbow and tilted his head toward you two. “Are they always like this?” he whispered.
Seungmin smirked. “Nope. This is new.”
Han, sprawled on the floor with a pillow under his head, wiggled his eyebrows. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m sensing some serious chemistry over there.”
Felix nodded subtly, watching as Lee Know leaned in to whisper something else in your ear, making you giggle. “Yeah… they’re in their own little world.”
Changbin, who had been watching quietly, grinned. “Should we say something?”
Felix shook his head. “Nah. Let’s see how long it takes them to notice.”
Meanwhile, completely oblivious to your friends’ knowing looks, you and Lee Know were still locked into your conversation.
Lee Know sighed dramatically. “If they don’t end up together in the dumbest way possible, I’ll be disappointed.”
You smirked. “Oh, don’t worry. He’s definitely about to show up at her wedding and confess his love in front of everyone.”
Lee Know groaned. “God, I hope he gets rejected. Just once. Just for the plot twist.”
You snickered. “You’re asking for too much.”
At that moment, a new song started playing over the movie’s emotional climax. Lee Know made a face. “Oh great. Cue the emotional acoustic song.”
The movie’s final scene cut to black eventually, and the lights flicked on.
You stretched your arms and sighed, ready to make another sarcastic remark, when you noticed something strange, your friends were all staring at you and Lee Know.
You blinked. “Uh… what?”
Felix cleared his throat, quickly looking away. “Nothing. Nothing at all.”
Seungmin coughed into his fist. “Yeah, just… interesting movie, huh?”
Han smirked but said nothing, exchanging a glance with Changbin.
You frowned, confused, but shrugged it off. Meanwhile, Lee Know stretched beside you, completely unbothered.
The night eventually came to an end. As you were about to leave, Seungmin casually stepped beside you, hands tucked into his pockets.
“So… you like Lee Know, huh?”
You nearly choked on air. “W-What?”
Seungmin raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Don’t play dumb. It’s obvious.”
Your face heated up instantly. You glanced around, making sure no one else was paying attention before whispering, “Okay, fine. Maybe. A little.”
Seungmin scoffed. “A little? You were in your own little world with him the entire night.”
You rolled your eyes, trying to brush it off. “Whatever. It’s not like it matters. He probably doesn’t—”
“He does.” Seungmin cut you off, looking at you like you were an idiot. “Y/N, the rest of us can see it. And if we can, you seriously think he doesn’t feel the same?”
Your heart skipped a beat. “You think so?”
Seungmin sighed, shaking his head with a small smirk. “I don’t think. I know.”
And with that, he patted your shoulder and walked off, leaving you standing there, replaying his words in your head.
Maybe… just maybe, he was right.
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A few weeks later, your friend group planned a beach day. The plan was to leave early in the morning—around 6 or 7 AM—so they’d be picking you up at your place.
When the car arrived, you climbed in, greeted everyone sleepily, and settled into your seat. You ended up sitting next to Lee Know.
Still groggy from waking up so early, you leaned your head against the window, trying to get comfortable for the long drive. But just as you started to relax, Lee Know nudged your arm.
“So… I heard something interesting the other day.”
You blinked, turning to him. “What?”
He smirked, tilting his head slightly. “Seungmin told me you have a crush on someone.”
Your stomach dropped. That traitor.
You kept your expression neutral, playing it cool. “Oh? And you believe everything Seungmin says?”
Lee Know narrowed his eyes at you, clearly not buying it. “So it’s not true?”
You hesitated for half a second too long.
His smirk widened. “It is true.”
You groaned, turning your head away. “I’m not talking about this with you.”
But Lee Know was relentless. “Come on, just tell me who it is.”
You shook your head. “Nope. It’s a secret.”
He huffed, pretending to be offended. “Why? You don’t trust me?”
You turned back to him, raising an eyebrow. “Exactly.”
Lee Know gasped dramatically. “Unbelievable. I thought we were close.”
You rolled your eyes, laughing softly. “We are, but that doesn’t mean I have to tell you everything.”
For the rest of the car ride, Lee Know kept trying to get you to spill.
“Is it someone from our friend group?”
“Do I know them?”
“Oh my god, is it Felix?”
You ignored most of his questions, dodging them with vague answers or simply changing the subject. No matter how persistent he was, you refused to give in.
And by the time you finally arrived at the beach, Lee Know still had no clue who your crush was.
But that didn’t mean he was going to stop trying to find out.
After arriving at the beach, your group got to work setting everything up; planting umbrellas in the sand, spreading out towels, and placing a cooler filled with beers in the middle of your little setup. The sun was already blazing, and the sound of waves crashing mixed with the laughter of your friends as they ran toward the water.
You had worn your bikini under your clothes, so without much thought, you grabbed the hem of your oversized T-shirt and pulled it over your head, quickly slipping out of your shorts.
What you didn’t expect was Lee Know’s reaction.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him freeze. His entire body stiffened, and he quickly turned his head to the side, his ears turning red. He was flustered.
You bit your lip, suppressing a smile. Was he really that shy just from seeing you in a bikini? Seeing that reaction made your heart beat faster, looked so cute.
Trying to act casual, you grabbed your bottle of sunscreen and began applying it to your arms and legs. But when it came to your back, you hesitated. Your friends were already running toward the ocean, leaving only one person behind.
Lee Know.
You turned to him, holding up the sunscreen bottle. “Hey… can you help me with my back?”
His eyes widened slightly, and for a moment, he just stared at you.
“M-Me?”
You nodded. “Unless you want me to ask a total stranger?”
He scoffed, rolling his eyes before snatching the bottle from your hand. “Fine, turn around.”
You turned your back to him, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin. A few seconds later, his hands pressed against your back, spreading the cool sunscreen across your shoulders.
You swallowed. His touch was… soft.
His hands moved slowly, spreading the lotion over your shoulder blades, down to the middle of your back. You felt the way his fingers hesitated for a split second before gliding lower, rubbing the sunscreen into your skin with a gentleness you hadn’t expected.
You liked it.
Your heartbeat picked up as his fingers pressed a little firmer, the warmth of his hands contrasting against the chill of the lotion. For a moment, it felt almost… intimate.
Lee Know cleared his throat behind you. “There. Done.”
You turned to face him, noticing the faint pink dusting his cheeks. He quickly handed you back the bottle, avoiding your gaze.
You took it with a small smile. “Thanks.”
He nodded, still refusing to meet your eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Just don’t get sunburned.”
You chuckled softly before turning toward the ocean, but you could still feel the lingering warmth of his hands on your skin.
The day went by normally, filled with laughter, splashes in the ocean, and the warmth of the sun against your skin. You and your friends had lunch right there on the beach, passing around sandwiches and drinks as the waves crashed nearby.
And throughout the day, Lee Know kept trying to get information out of you.
Every once in a while, he’d lean in, his voice teasing yet curious. “So… are you sure you don’t want to tell me?”
You’d simply shake your head, smiling innocently. “Nope.”
This game continued all afternoon. Every time he thought he was getting close, you dodged the question. Your friends, however, had started catching on.
Felix, Seungmin, and Han exchanged amused glances, whispering among themselves every time Lee Know tried (and failed) to get you to confess. He was completely oblivious to what was right in front of him.
Then, as the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Felix suddenly clapped his hands together.
“We should go get more beer.”
The others instantly caught on.
“Yeah, good idea,” Han said, already standing up.
Changbin stretched, “Let’s go before the store closes.”
One by one, they all got up, casually dusting the sand off their clothes.
You blinked. “…Wait, all of you are going?”
Felix grinned, “Yeah, why not?” Then, with a very obvious look between you and Lee Know, he added, “We’ll be back soon. Enjoy the sunset.”
Before you could protest, they were already walking away, leaving you alone with Lee Know.
A heavy silence settled between you two.
For the first time all day, he didn’t say anything.
The sound of the waves filled the quiet space, and you focused on the horizon, watching the sun sink lower. But then…
Lee Know let out a long sigh.
“Just tell me who it is. The suspense is killing me.”
You swallowed, keeping your eyes on the ocean. “I can’t tell you, Lee Know.”
“Why not?” He turned to fully face you, his brows furrowed. “Don’t you trust me? I thought we were friends.”
Friends.
That word hit you like a knife straight to the chest.
A mix of emotions… your feelings for him, the pressure he was putting on you, the fear of ruining your friendship, of breaking your friend group… it all exploded at once.
Before you could stop them, tears welled up in your eyes and started spilling down your cheeks.
You quickly stood up, turning away from him as you wiped your face with the back of your hand. You needed space.
Lee Know immediately noticed your shift in mood, and his voice softened.
“Hey… I’m sorry.” His tone was full of regret. “I didn’t mean to push you so much. I just—” He sighed again, more frustrated with himself than anything. “I need to know.”
Slowly, you turned back around, and when he saw your tear-streaked face, his eyes widened in alarm.
“You’re an idiot!” You snapped, voice shaking. “Do you really not see it? It’s so obvious…!”
Lee Know blinked, still clueless. “I must be an idiot then, because apparently, I’m the only one in our group who hasn’t figured it out.”
You let out a humorless laugh, shaking your head in disbelief before finally, finally saying the words you had been holding in for weeks.
“It’s you, idiot! You’re the one I’ve liked for almost two months now. Happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?”
A heavy silence filled the space between you two.
Lee Know stood in front of you, motionless, but you couldn’t bring yourself to meet his gaze. Instead, you stared down at the sand, your heart pounding so hard it echoed in your ears.
Then, gently, he reached out and lifted your chin with his fingers.
Your breath hitched as your eyes finally met his. His gaze was intense yet unbelievably soft, filled with something you couldn’t quite decipher.
With the same hand, he delicately wiped away your tears, his thumb brushing against your cheek before resting his palm there. His touch was warm, grounding.
Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, he murmured, “How am I supposed to hold back when you look beautiful even when you’re crying?”
Before you could even process his words, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours.
The kiss took you completely by surprise. Your body froze for a few seconds, too shocked to react. But then—instinct took over.
You melted into him, wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers tangling in his soft hair. His arms circled your waist, pulling you closer as the world around you seemed to blur.
The kiss was deep, filled with all the emotions that had been bottled up for weeks. The warmth of his lips, the way he tilted his head to deepen the kiss—it all felt so right.
The sound of the waves and the golden hues of the sunset painted the perfect scene around you.
And then…
A sudden burst of cheers erupted behind you.
You both pulled apart, startled, only to find your entire friend group standing there, grinning like idiots.
Felix clapped dramatically. “Finally!”
Han smirked. “Took you long enough.”
Seungmin rolled his eyes. “I told you he liked you too.”
Changbin grinned, raising an imaginary glass. “A toast to the new couple! I better get invited to your wedding.”
You groaned, hiding your face in Lee Know’s chest, while he simply smirked, unfazed.
Without missing a beat, he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, whispering just for you to hear.
vampire!jay x witch!reader (the vampire diaries universe)
— ; A year ago, you discovered you were a witch, and your grandmother taught you that vampires are dangerous monsters. Now, on your first day at university, you meet Jay, a mysterious guy who questions everything you thought you knew.
word count: 7k
t.w: alcohol, death, heeseung is a jerk, harry potter and twilight references. lmk if i forgot smth
—> how does the vampire diaries universe work?
a.n: english is not my first language. check my masterlist.
a.n 2: i may do a part 2 if you guys like this :)
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It was the first week of September, marking the beginning of your first year in college. You were excited to say the least, you have always dreamed of living the typical university life; hanging out with your friends, fraternity parties, going out with the hottest guys on campus and stuff like that.
Your roommate, Samantha, seemed fine, she was the same age as you and was very friendly to you when you introduced yourself. Of course, the first thing you did when you met Sam was give her a hand shake. As a witch, you could realize if the person you were touching was either a vampire, a human or even a witch like you.
You found out you were a witch last year when you accidentally caused a fire at a pool party. Ever since then, your grandma has been teaching you how to control your magic. The lessons started with simple spells, such as a locating spell. Your grandma insisted that one of the first things you should learn was how to defend yourself against a vampire, knowing that vampires often force witches to obey them.
You woke up early in the morning, you checked your phone to take a look at your timetable. You had Economics class in a few hours, so you proceed to do your morning routine; brushing your teeth, having breakfast and taking a shower. Once you were out of the shower and finished drying your hair, you used your hands to wipe the fogged-up bathroom mirror to see your face. It was your first day, you wanted to be beautiful as hell, so you started putting on makeup.
The first thing you saw as you opened the door was Samantha, your roommate, laying on her bed while scrolling through social media.
“Good morning, Sam” you greeted her as you walked to your closet.
“Morning, Y/N, how did you sleep?” she sat down on her bed and put her phone down
“Like a baby, these beds are great” you replied while taking off a few shirts from your closet, not looking at her.
“Yeah, I could tell you loved them; you snored all night,” she said with a playful tone. You stopped what you were doing and covered your face with your hands, trying to hide how red your cheeks had turned. She couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m just messing with you, you don’t snore, thank God.”
You had a chit chat with her as you both were getting ready for class. Eventually, she went to the bathroom and you headed to the classroom. You thought you were so lucky to have a roommate like Samantha, she was cool.
When you arrived at the classroom, you saw that only a few desks were occupied. You didn’t want to sit in the back, but you didn’t want to be in the front row either, so you decided to sit in the middle, in the only empty row.
You watched as the seats gradually filled up over time. There were five minutes left before the class started—in fact, the professor had already arrived—and yet the seat to your right remained empty. It caught your attention because you didn’t think a subject like Economics would have any empty seats.
However, it didn’t take long before someone sat down next to you. You turned your head and locked eyes with a black-haired boy you had never seen before, someone who looked like he’d been sculpted by the gods. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and apparently, neither could he. You stayed like that for a few seconds… in silence. Until the boy decided to break it.
“Hello… my name is Jay” he said with a shy smile on his face.
“I’m Y/N, nice to meet you” you replied, also with a shy smile.
He opened his mouth to say something, but the professor cut him off by starting the class. You both turned your heads to the professor. You quickly took out your laptop and started taking notes, and so did Jay.
The class was… not what you expected. It was boring as hell. You were interested in the topic he was teaching; the problem was how he was teaching it. On top of that, he spoke in such a low tone of voice that it felt like he wanted his students to fall asleep during his class.
At some point you got distracted and, because of that, you lost the string of what he was saying. When you tried to get back to taking notes you weren’t able to understand, since it was related to what he explained during the time you got distracted.
You sighed before looking at Jay; he never stopped taking notes. “Jay…” you murmured in the lowest tone possible. He tilted his head to face you. “Would you mind showing me your screen for a sec?” He didn’t hesitate to turn his laptop in your direction so you could copy his notes. “Thanks”
“It’s nothing,” he responded. You noticed he was staring at you as you were writing down his notes. You finished quickly.
As the class ended, you packed your things, feeling the relief of finally escaping. Jay, however, stayed seated, watching you with a smirk as you slung your bag over your shoulder.
“Hey,” he called, stopping you just before you stepped into the aisle. “Got a sec?”
You glanced down at him, one brow arched. “What is it, Jay?”
He leaned back in his chair, spinning his pen between his fingers. “How about you give me your number?”
Your lips curved into a smirk. “My number? For what, exactly?”
“To return the favor,” he said smoothly, tapping the edge of his laptop. “You know, for letting you copy my notes today. Seems fair, right?”
You gave him a look, not missing the way his eyes gleamed with playful confidence. “Hmm, sounds less like returning a favor and more like you’re finding an excuse to talk to me.”
Jay’s grin widened, clearly enjoying your response. “Caught me. Guilty as charged,” he admitted without missing a beat. “But hey, I figure someone like you might be worth chatting with outside this horrible class.”
You didn’t hesitate this time, pulling out your phone with a shrug. “Fair enough,” you said, typing your number into his contact screen before handing it back.
“Done,” he said, glancing at his phone to check your name. Jay stood, slinging his bag over his shoulder as if this whole interaction had been the most natural thing in the world. “See you next time, then. And don’t worry, I’m not much of a spammer, unless I get bored.”
He gave you a wink before strolling out of the classroom.
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Later that night, you were brushing your teeth, thinking about Jay. You liked guys who took the initiative, and he was also handsome as hell. He hadn’t texted you yet. You weren’t dying for a text, but still, you wanted to know more about him. You thought about searching for him on social media; however, you only knew his first name, and it was a common one, so it was going to be hard to find him on Instagram. That’s when you decided to ask Samantha to help you get his last name.
You heard Samantha yell, “Found it!” Oh, that was faster than you expected. You left the bathroom and sat next to her. “I found him on your class list. His last name is Park.”
You grabbed your phone and started searching for Jay Park on Instagram. You visited a few profiles before finally finding his account. He had posted a few pictures of himself at the beach, at the gym, and at parties.
“Girl, he’s so handsome. Check his stories,” Samantha said, leaning over your shoulder.
You tapped on the highlight named “bros,” and as you were scrolling through the stories, you saw one of Jay with another guy on a yacht.
“Oh my god, look at his friend. He’s way hotter,” Samantha chuckled. She was literally all about boys. Luckily, Jay had tagged his friend in the story, so Samantha didn’t hesitate to grab her own phone and follow him. His name was Lee Heeseung.
A few hours later, Samantha fell asleep in her bed and you were on yours, still stalking Jay. You noticed something, in every picture he was wearing the same ring, maybe it had a special meaning to him… or something like that. You checked your timetable, you only had Economics on Mondays and Fridays, meaning you wouldn’t see Jay until the end of the week unless you and him shared another class.
At that moment, you received a text. It was from Jay, greeting you and asking what you were doing.
“Not much, just about to sleep,” you replied casually.
His response came almost instantly. “Going to bed so soon? Making sure you won’t fall sleep in class again?.”
You chuckled, typing back, “I wasn’t that bad. Your notes were just too detailed, they knocked me out.”
Jay’s next message had you smiling. “I’ll take that as a compliment. Guess I’ll have to tone down my brilliance next time.”
“Or just get a louder voice,” you teased, feeling a little bolder.
“Ouch. Brutal,” he replied. “But fair. So, do we have any other classes together, or is it just Economics?” He send you a picture of his schedule
“Apparently just Economics, Mondays and Fridays,” you wrote back. “Why? Hoping I’ll help you stay awake in other classes too?”
“Maybe,” he replied, and you could almost hear the grin in his words. “I mean, it’s a solid setup. You get my notes; I get a decent excuse to stay awake. Win-win.”
“Wow, you’re really thinking this through,” you answered, amused.
“Always,” Jay texted back. “Anyway, let me know if you ever need more life-saving notes. I might ask for payment next time, though.”
“Payment?” you replied, raising an eyebrow. “What kind of payment?”
“You’ll see,” was all he said, leaving the conversation hanging with just enough intrigue to keep you curious.
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You spent the rest of the week texting with Jay. Eventually, you followed each other on Instagram—of course, you didn’t tell him you had stalked him. Even though your chats were never particularly deep, you felt surprisingly comfortable talking to him. He mentioned that he and Heeseung had been friends for a year. Speaking of which, Samantha had a date with Heeseung that Thursday.
You were lying on your bed, watching a movie on your laptop, when someone knocked on the door. Samantha hurried out of the bathroom and walked over to you. She was wearing a casual outfit—simple but effortlessly stylish. She had spent nearly an hour deciding what to wear, yet she somehow made it look like she had thrown it together in a minute.
“How do I look?” Samantha murmured, careful to keep her voice low so Heeseung wouldn’t hear.
You paused your movie and playfully scrunched up your nose in mock disapproval, making her look momentarily worried.
“I’m kidding! You look gorgeous. Now go open the door,” you said with a grin, pressing play to continue watching your movie.
She opened the door, and Heeseung greeted her with a warm smile. After they exchanged hellos, Heeseung raised his voice toward you.
“Y/N.”
You paused the movie again and looked at him.
“Jay sent you this,” he said, pulling a sleek, luxurious box from his jacket pocket.
You stood up and walked toward him, noticing that he didn’t step inside your dorm, even though he was talking to you.
You took the box from him. “Thanks. What is it?”
“I dunno, open it,” Heeseung said, looking intrigued.
You opened the box and… wow. You hadn’t expected such a beautiful bracelet. It had a charm that looked like silver. You took it out of the box and slipped it onto your left wrist.
“It looks gorgeous on you!” Samantha said with a smile.
“Giving you that bracelet so soon? Interesting…” Heeseung commented with a teasing tone.
“What’s with the bracelet?” you asked, glancing at him.
“You’ll find out sooner or later,” he said cryptically before turning toward the hallway. “You coming, Sam?”
Samantha closed the door behind her, and just like that, they were gone.
You looked down at the bracelet. You didn’t know why, but you had a bad feeling about this whole situation.
Shaking off the unease, you told yourself it was just a thoughtful gift from a cute guy at college. You texted Jay to thank him for the bracelet, and he replied almost instantly:
“Glad you liked it.”
A few seconds later, another text popped up:
“If you like it, you should wear it all the time. I bet it looks pretty on you.”
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You went to bed early, so you didn’t hear Samantha come back to the dorm.
Friday morning arrived, and you went about your usual routine. Standing in front of your closet, you spent a few minutes debating what to wear—you wanted to look good, confident, and just the right amount of irresistible for Jay.
As you were sifting through your options, Samantha walked in, practically glowing as she started gushing about her date with Heeseung.
“You should wear this shirt; it’ll look great on you,” she said, pulling out a shirt and holding it up for you.
You smiled at her suggestion. “Oh, by the way,” she continued, “Heeseung told me some of his friends are throwing a party tomorrow night. Wanna come? Jay’s gonna be there.”
“Sure, sounds fun,” you said, taking the shirt from her and slipping it on.
After finishing up and checking yourself in the mirror one last time, you headed to Economics class. You sat in the same spot as Monday, settling in and glancing around, but Jay wasn’t there yet. However, a few minutes later he arrived and sat next to you.
“Morning, Y/N, how are you?” he said with a smile on his face. God, he was so handsome.
“Oh, hi, Jay. Fine, you?”
“Same,” he replied casually. His eyes drifted to your wrist, noticing the bracelet he had given you. “It looks pretty on you.”
You tilted your head slightly, a playful smirk on your lips. “Does it look pretty on me, or I look pretty with it?”
Jay chuckled, leaning a little closer. “Maybe both,” he said smoothly, his grin growing wider.
You rolled your eyes as you bit your lower lip. You were going to answer him, but the professor started the class.
The class was proceeding as usual. During it, you could feel Jay glancing at you from time to time.
At one point, Jay leaned closer to your ear and whispered, “Are you going to the party tomorrow?” His voice took you by surprise, and for a moment, it sent a shiver down your spine.
“Yeah, Samantha told me you and Heeseung are going too,” you replied softly.
“That’s right. By the way, my favorite color is black,” he said with a sly smile before turning back to his laptop, thinking the conversation was over. But you weren’t done yet. Leaning closer to his ear, you whispered back:
“My favorite color is red.”
If he wanted you to wear black, he’d have to show up in red. You smirked to yourself and returned to taking notes as if nothing had happened.
The class finally came to an end, just as boring as the first one. You and Jay started putting your things away, still sitting in your chairs.
“So, I have to show up in red if I want to catch your attention, right?” he asked, a playful smile on his face.
“Yeah, and I have to show up in black to catch yours,” you replied, matching his teasing tone.
In that moment, your phone vibrated, so you quickly took it out of your pocket. It was a message from your mom. You unlocked your phone to reply but accidentally dropped it on the floor. You bent down to grab it, but Jay was faster.
“Be careful, if you break it, you won’t receive my texts,” he teased, leaning down to hand your phone back to you.
As you grabbed your phone, your fingers brushed against his. The moment your skin touched his, you felt it—a cold shiver ran through your body, like death itself had brushed past you. It was like darkness wrapped around you for a second. You let out a small gasp, a sound of discomfort you couldn’t hide.
“What happened? Are you okay?” Jay asked, his voice full of concern.
It couldn’t be real. Jay was… a vampire. Your new college crush was a freaking vampire. You’d spent the past week texting him, getting to know him, and now it all felt wrong.
“Ye-yeah… I have to go!” you stammered, your heart racing. Before he could say anything else, you quickly stood up and bolted for the door. You could feel his eyes on you, but you didn’t dare stop. Your mind was spinning, and you needed to get out of there.
In your rush, you didn’t notice Heeseung waiting outside, apparently for Jay. You bumped into him, and… it had to be a joke. Once again, that horrible feeling washed over you. You felt death crawl through your body.
“Watch where you’re…” Heeseung didn’t finish his sentence because this time, you just kept walking, nearly running.
Your heart was pounding, and you could barely catch your breath. So far, you’d met three people, and two of them turned out to be monsters.
In that moment you realize why Jay had the same ring in all of his pictures, it was a daylight ring, it allowed him to walk freely during the day.
What should you do? Go to the party and confront them? Pretend nothing happened? You had so many questions, and then you remembered that Samantha had gone on a date with Heeseung.
You ran back to your dorm and slammed the door open. “Samantha!” you shouted desperately. You shut the door behind you. She was lying on the bed, texting on her phone.
“I’m here! Don’t shout, it’s still early,” she said as she got up. “What happened?”
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” You bombarded her with questions, scared of what Heeseung might have done to her.
“S-sure. What’s going on? You look like you saw a ghost.” You were pale, sweat running down your cheek from all the running. When she told you she was fine, you let out a sigh of relief.
You sat on your bed, trying to calm yourself down and think clearly about what to do. Right now, you needed to figure out how to get Samantha away from Heeseung without making her ask too many questions.
“Listen to me, you can’t keep seeing Heeseung.”
“What? Why?”
You weren’t great at lying, but you had to come up with something convincing for Sam’s sake.
“I heard he has a girlfriend. Seems like he’s cheating on her with multiple girls…” you saw how her expression changed form confusion and worry to fury.
“What?! That son of…”
She grabbed the pillow from her bed and threw it against the wall in frustration. She started yelling in anger, saying things you didn’t think a girl like her would ever say.
“You know what? We’re going to that party. I’m wearing the shortest dress I have, and I’m going to ignore him the whole night while he drools over me.”
“I don’t think going to the party is a good…” you were cut off by Samantha.
“We’re going, and that’s final!”
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You were sitting in the Uber with Samantha next to you, heading to the party. Jay had sent you a few messages since Friday’s class, but you didn’t even bother to open them.
As you looked out the car window, you got lost in your thoughts. Your grandma always told you that vampires were monsters—after all, they feed on innocent people. They could wipe out an entire town just for fun if they wanted to. Vampires are murderers.
But Jay seemed like a good person. He hadn’t done anything to hurt you. In fact, he even gave you a bracelet, which you were wearing at that moment. If Jay were truly evil, he would have attacked you by now. You had held onto that thought for the past two days.
Was it possible that good vampires existed? Vampires who didn’t kill? You were desperately trying to convince yourself that Jay wasn’t like the others. But that didn’t change the fact that he fed on people, probably killing them in the process.
Samantha was wearing a short red dress, while you had opted for a dark blue one. Of course, you weren’t going to wear black. You planned to ignore Jay the whole night and mind your own business.
When you arrived, you stepped out of the car and were greeted by the sight of a mansion packed with people. It was massive, with at least three floors. A few people were smoking and drinking on the porch. As you approached the entrance, the music grew louder and louder.
Once inside, you scanned the room for Jay. You needed to know where he was so you could avoid him. It didn’t take long to spot him—he had a beer in his hand and was chatting with a group of guys. He was wearing a red shirt, and it suited him almost too well. You recognized Heeseung among the group, also holding a beer.
At that moment, you and Jay locked eyes. Your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly looked away. “Let’s go get some drinks,” you said to Samantha, grabbing her arm.
You both headed toward what seemed to be the kitchen. Jay looked confused. Everything had been fine until Friday morning, but now you were ignoring him. He needed answers.
An hour later, you and Samantha were drinking jungle juice while dancing in the yard. The weather was nice, and the yard wasn’t as crowded as the house, making it the perfect spot. You were slightly worried about Samantha. You’d only had two glasses, but you’d lost count of hers after four. She seemed fine, though—at least, until she opened her mouth.
“I want to talk to Heeseung,” she said loudly so you could hear her over the music. “He deserves to be embarrassed in public. He’s an asshole.”
“Sam, don’t waste your precious time on him. He’s not worth it,” you said, praying she wouldn’t do anything stupid.
She sighed. “You’re right…”
Eventually, you needed to use the bathroom—you’d drunk too much. Samantha followed you back into the house to look for it. You asked a random guy for directions, and he pointed you upstairs.
As you were walking, you felt someone staring at you. Turning your head, you saw Jay watching you intently. He raised his hand to wave, but you quickly avoided his gaze again.
“I’ll wait outside to make sure no one comes in,” Samantha said as you entered the bathroom.
You peed quickly and washed your hands. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you noticed your makeup was still intact. You weren’t drunk, just in a “happier” mood.
Your phone vibrated as you were about to leave. It was a text from Jay: “Is everything okay?” You read the notification but didn’t open it. Instead, you deleted it.
When you stepped out, Samantha was nowhere to be found. She was way too drunk to be wandering around alone. You quickly texted her, “Where are you?” You hadn’t been gone long, so she couldn’t be far.
You began searching for her while waiting for a reply. After ten minutes of looking with no luck, you glanced in Jay’s direction, hoping Heeseung was still with him. But of course, he wasn’t.
If you were worried before, now you were terrified. What if Samantha was alone with Heeseung? You didn’t even want to think about it. You started asking people if they’d seen her, growing more desperate by the second.
“Y/N,” a familiar voice called from behind. You turned to see Jay. You didn’t want to talk to him, but he might be your only chance of finding Samantha.
“Are you done avoiding me?” he asked, stepping closer.
You moved toward him, now standing just inches apart. Looking directly into his eyes, you said, “Where is Samantha?!” Your tone was sharp, almost yelling.
Jay was taken aback. He’d been expecting an explanation for your behavior, not you screaming at him about your friend.
“Tell me where the fuck Heeseung took her, or I’ll drive a stake into your heart,” you spat.
His expression shifted to one of shock and confusion. Did he hear you right? How could you possibly know what he was? Then it clicked—this must be why you’d been avoiding him. Jay didn’t know how you’d figured it out, but he wanted to help.
“I think he took her to the last room upstairs. Seung always takes girls there,” Jay finally said, still stunned. “But don’t worry—he’s not going to hurt her.”
“I highly doubt that,” you muttered before turning and heading for the stairs. The second floor was much quieter than the first. The long hallway ahead was almost empty. Desperate, you sprinted to the last door.
It was locked.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, you sighed. If you wanted to help Samantha, you had no choice but to use your magic. Placing a hand on the door, you concentrated.
“Dissera portus.”
You heard the lock click open and pushed the door without hesitation.
What you saw inside was horrifying. Heeseung had Samantha pinned against the wall, drinking blood straight from her neck. She wasn’t moving or making a sound—he must have compelled her.
“Let her go!” you screamed.
Heeseung stopped and turned to look at you, intrigued. “How did you get in? I’m sure I locked the door.” He wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve, completely unbothered by what he was doing.
You glared at him, rage boiling in your veins. “Let. Her. Go.”
He laughed at your words. "Here's the thing. I'd compel you to forget this ever happened, but Jay gave you that." He pointed at your bracelet. "So this is what we're gonna do: I'll give you five seconds to turn around, leave, and find Jay.
"Or what?" you asked in a challenging tone.
"I'm gonna kill you," he said like it was nothing.
He raised his hand and began counting.
With each number, he lowered a finger. "One, two, thr-"
He didn't finish. You were already casting a stern gaze at him, using the Pain Infliction spell, one of the first spells you learned. It wasn't verbal but still powerful, causing his blood vessels to burst and inflicting unbearable pain.
Heeseung screamed, clutching his head as if it would split open. "Fuck!" he yelled, falling to the floor and writhing in agony.
Samantha stood frozen, tears streaming down her face, utterly speechless. She didn't know what was happening-only that she wanted to leave.
"You shouldn't have messed with one of my friends, Heeseung," you said, stepping closer without breaking your concentration. "Burn in hell, vampire. Incendia!"
Flames ignited at his feet and rapidly climbed his legs. He frantically patted at the fire, but his efforts were useless.
"Stop!" Jay's voice cut through the chaos. He appeared behind you in an instant, his speed unmatched. "Please... He's out of control, but I can help him."
"He's a vampire," you spat. "He won't stop killing as long as he's alive. He has to die."
Jay realized words wouldn't sway you.
He looked at you, then at his friend, who was still thrashing on the ground. The fire had reached Heeseung's hips, and his screams were becoming weaker.
"I hope this works," Jay muttered to himself before using his speed to move to Heeseung. In one swift motion, he grabbed his friend's head with both hands and snapped his neck.
You froze. You knew snapping his neck wouldn't truly kill him-he'd recover within hours.
"Wha-"
"I'll make sure he's punished for hurting your friend," Jay said, turning to you, desperation etched on his face. "But please... don't kill him."
What were you supposed to do? Stop the spell and trust Jay? Attack him the same way you attacked Heeseung?
You looked at Jay, searching his eyes for answers. Something about him made you pause. Against your better judgment, you felt you could trust him.
Raising your right hand toward Heeseung, you whispered, "Suctus Incendia." The flames disappeared instantly.
"Thank you," Jay said softly.
You didn’t answer him. You ran to Samantha and hugged her. Her cry became louder as she left tears in your shoulder. You to patted her head hoping it would help her calm down.
“I… I can help you” Jay said as he approached to you. He rolled up his sleeves and bit his own wrist. “You’ll heal faster if you drink my blood”
You broke the hug and Samantha looked at you, waiting for your approval. You nodded your head and Jay leaned his hand, Samantha drank the blood from his wrist and in a matter of seconds, the bite mark Heeseung left in her neck disappeared.
After that you both headed to the exit. “Thank you, Jay” you said before closing the door of the bedroom.
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You practically had to drag Samantha to her bed since she was in a total state of shock. Once she was lying down, you went to her closet, took out her pajamas, and handed them to her. After that, you gave her a glass of water.
“How are you feeling?” you asked as you sat at the edge of the bed, near her feet, which were covered by the sheets.
“I—I don’t know…” she stammered, her voice shaky. “I’m afraid, I—I’m confused.” She sighed deeply, her eyes welling with tears. “Vampires exist… Heeseung and Jay were vampires, and… and you…” She looked at you with a mix of fear and curiosity. “What are you exactly?”
“I’m… a witch,” you admitted, trying to give her a reassuring smile. “I don’t use my magic to hurt people.” You reached out and gently held her hand. “You’re safe with me, I promise.”
Sam took a small sip of water, her trembling hands barely steady enough to hold the glass. The room fell silent for a few minutes. Neither of you knew what to say or do.
Samantha sat there, gripping the glass of water so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her breathing grew uneven, and you could see the weight of everything she had just witnessed crashing down on her.
“I… I could have died,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Her words were barely audible, but the fear laced in them was undeniable. She placed the glass shakily on the nightstand and pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them tightly. “Heeseung—he could have killed me. If you weren’t there…” Her voice cracked as she trailed off.
You stayed quiet, allowing her to let it out.
“And Jay… he didn’t even care. He was protecting that monster! What if they come back? What if more of them come after me?” Samantha’s breathing quickened, and her hands started shaking. “I’m not safe. Vampires exist, and God knows what else! Demons? Werewolves? What if this is just the beginning?”
She buried her face in her hands, trying to muffle the soft, panicked sobs that began escaping her.
“Samantha…” you said gently, moving closer.
“I’m just human,” she continued, her voice muffled. “I can’t do anything. I’m not strong like you, I don’t have magic to protect myself… I don’t even know how to fight!” She looked up at you, her face pale and tear-streaked. “How do I live like this? How do I go back to normal knowing there are monsters out there?”
You felt your heart sink. Samantha’s words cut through you, and you realized the full weight of what she was saying. This knowledge, this world she was pulled into, was tearing her apart.
You reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Sam,” you said softly, your voice steady. “You don’t have to worry. I will protect you.”
She shook her head. “You can’t always be there, Y/N. And what happens next time? Or the time after that?” Her voice cracked again. “I don’t want to live in fear.”
You didn’t know what to say. For the first time, you realized that the truth—the world you lived in—was too much for her. It wasn’t fair to expect her to carry this burden.
You took a deep breath, your decision forming in the silence. There was a way to help her, to give her back the peace she so desperately needed. But it wasn’t a choice you made lightly.
Samantha sniffled, wiping her face with her sleeve. “I trust you, Y/N. I do. But this… this is too much for me.”
“I know,” you said softly. Your voice wavered, but you kept going. “I can fix this, Sam. I can make it so you don’t have to feel this way anymore. So you can be free from this.”
She blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”
You hesitated, guilt already weighing on your chest. “I know someone who can make you forget this ever happened,” you said softly. “But before I call him, I need to know if you’re okay with it. Are you in?”
Samantha stared at her hands, her voice trembling. “Forget? Like… completely? Everything about tonight?”
You nodded. “Yes. All of it. But only if you want to.”
She took a shaky breath and looked up at you, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Call him, please.”
You gave her a reassuring nod, though the knot in your stomach tightened. Pulling out your phone, you quickly dialed the number of the one person who could help.
As you waited for him to answer the call, you walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind you. He didn’t keep you waiting for long.
“Y/N! I was just about to—”
“Jay, I need your help,” you interrupted, keeping your voice low so Samantha wouldn’t hear his name. You knew it would terrify her.
“S-Sure, what happened?”
“I need you to compel Samantha. Make her forget about tonight. Can… can you do that?”
There was a brief pause on the other end before he responded. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
“Okay, thanks,” you murmured, ending the call. You took a moment to collect yourself before stepping out of the bathroom and back into the room.
“He’s coming,” you said gently to Samantha as you sat beside her. “He’ll be here soon.”
A few minutes later, Samantha went to the bathroom. For the first time that night, you had a moment to yourself, a moment to think. You sighed deeply, tilting your head back to stare at the ceiling.
Jay… Tonight, he showed you he’s not like other vampires. He could’ve attacked you from behind to save his friend, but instead, he tried to reason with you and even healed Samantha.
Your gaze shifted to the bracelet on your wrist. Heeseung had said he couldn’t compel you because of it. You figured it must contain vervain—the only thing that makes humans immune to compulsion. But you were a witch; compulsion didn’t work on witches, so you didn’t really need it.
A knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts. It must be Jay. Samantha was still in the bathroom. You stood up and went to open it. Sure enough, when you did, there he was.
“Hi… again,” Jay said, his voice soft, almost shy.
“Hello, Jay,” you replied briskly.
For a few moments, the two of you stood in silence, staring at each other. Then, he offered you a small, shy smile, his lips pressed together.
“Uhm… could you invite me in?” he asked hesitantly.
You’d forgotten—you needed to invite vampires into a private space before they could enter. You hesitated, knowing that once invited, Jay could come and go as he pleased. He could kill you while you were asleep. Or even right now, the moment you let him in.
But… you trusted him.
“Come on in, Jay.”
“Thanks,” he said, stepping across the threshold.
At that moment, Samantha came out of the bathroom, she froze when she saw Jay, fear flashing in her eyes. She clutched the bathroom doorframe, her voice shaky. “Y/N… w-why is he here?”
You quickly stepped toward her. “Sam, it’s okay. He’s not here to hurt you. I promise.”
Her eyes darted to Jay, who raised his hands in a gesture of peace. “I understand you’re scared,” Jay said gently. “But I’m here to help, not hurt you.”
“He healed you earlier,” you reminded her firmly. “If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t even be standing. Trust me, Sam. He’s not like Heeseung.”
Samantha hesitated, glancing between you and Jay, before finally nodding. “Okay… I’ll try.”
You guided her to sit on the couch. “This will all be over soon, I promise.”
You took off your bracelet and placed it on the table next to the couch. Jay’s eyes followed the movement, and for a brief moment, you noticed a flicker of hurt in his expression.
“Please compel her to never take off the bracelet,” you said softly.
Jay nodded, sitting down next to Samantha. He looked her directly in the eyes, his voice calm and steady. “You won’t remember anything from tonight. You decided to stay home and watch a movie. You’ll put on the bracelet and never take it off, no matter what. After that, you’ll go to bed and sleep peacefully.”
A few seconds later, Samantha picked up the bracelet, slipped it onto her wrist, and walked to her bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
“Thank you… it means a lot” you said
“Don’t thank me. It was the least I could do after what Heeseung did to her.” Jay paused, running a hand through his hair. “But… it wasn’t entirely his fault.” He sighed deeply. “He was turned into a vampire a few weeks ago. At first, he was doing fine. I taught him how to resist the urges, how to survive on blood bags without hurting anyone. But… last week, his father died.” His voice softened. “He couldn’t handle the pain of losing him, so he flipped his humanity switch. He thought shutting off his emotions would be better than feeling the grief.”
As Jay spoke, his sadness was palpable. It was strange seeing a vampire care so deeply about someone else, about doing the right thing. It challenged everything you thought you knew about them.
“Heeseung isn’t evil,” Jay continued. “Not really. Vampires… we’re not all monsters. Some of us try to be better.” He hesitated, looking at you as if to gauge your reaction. “I don’t feed on humans. Blood bags are enough for me. I made that choice a long time ago.”
Hearing that caught you off guard. For so long, vampires had been nothing but a danger to you and the people you cared about. But Jay… he wasn’t like the others. He didn’t embrace the darkness that came with his nature. Instead, he fought it. And that, more than anything, made you feel something stir inside you.
Jay and you stepped out into the aisle just outside your dorm. The cool night air brushed past as you faced each other in silence. You carefully closed the door behind you, making sure not to make any noise that could wake Samantha.
“You didn’t have to come tonight,” you said quietly. “You could’ve just… stayed out of it.”
He smiled faintly, almost shyly. “I couldn’t let Samantha suffer for something she didn’t deserve. And I couldn’t let you deal with it alone.”
Your heart softened at his words, though you refused to let it show too much. “You’re… not what I expected,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
“Neither are you, Hermione Granger,” he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
You chuckled, shaking your head. “Oh, shut up, Edward Cullen.”
Jay laughed, the sound warm and genuine. “Touché.”
There was a brief pause, comfortable yet charged with unspoken feelings. He tilted his head slightly and gave you a crooked smile. “So… I have to ask, after tonight… are you going to keep ghosting me, or are you finally going to answer my texts?”
You let out another soft chuckle, raising an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know… texting is kind of boring. When are you going to ask me out already?”
His smirk widened, and for a moment, he looked caught off guard, but not in a bad way. “Guess I’ll have to fix that soon, huh?”
“You’d better,” you said lightly, though your heart raced at the prospect.
Jay’s eyes softened as he looked at you, his usual confidence tempered with something gentler. “I will,” he promised, his tone quiet but resolute.
Jay nodded, his playful smirk still lingering. “Well, I guess I should let you get some sleep,” he said, glancing at the door behind you.
“Yeah, it’s been… a night,” you replied, the weight of everything settling in.
He took a step back, his expression softening just slightly. “Take care of yourself,” he said, his voice quieter now.
You gave him a small nod. “I will. Thanks, Jay.”
He flashed you one last smile. “Goodnight, Hermione,” he teased, his voice low and light.
“Goodnight, Edward,” you replied, the corner of your lips lifting as you shook your head.
Jay turned and walked away, his silhouette disappearing down the quiet street. You stayed there for a moment longer, watching him leave, before turning back toward your dorm, feeling the lingering energy of the night slowly fading into the quiet.
A/N:: since Jeongin is getting big asf lately I had to embrace my size kink
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Your boyfriend has been away for so long. Stray kids were on tour for like three months and hardly got to come home and when they did Jeongin just wanted to sleep. You left him be when he was home but the tour was finally over. Jeongin came home fully recharged and you ran to hug him in the doorway.
Suddenly you noticed that you were struggling to get your arms fully around his chest. He was towering over you in size and you felt something stir up inside your tummy. “W-Welcome home baby, I missed you so much,” you smile and he kisses you all over your face and neck.
“I missed you too darling,” he plots his wide hands at your waist, and you feel a rush of excitement. You nuzzle into his chest and he puts a hand to your head. He abruptly picks you up by your upper thighs from underneath and you wrap your legs around his waist. He kisses you roughly, his lips overlapping with yours before his tongue slips into your mouth. He carries you to the bedroom before plopping you down on the mattress, continuing to make out with you.
You moan softly as his warm tongue glides over yours. He suddenly pulls back as the two of you pant with red cheeks. “I want you so bad baby,” he confesses and you look away awkwardly.
“I want you too…jeongin,” you look up into his eyes and Jeongin tilts his head ever so slightly. He could sense something behind your words, not only lust, but something else. You drag a hand down his chest feeling his hard pecs and you find yourself smiling softly. “You've gotten…really big,” you blush and Jeongin smiles, feeling a little flustered by your comment but he greatly appreciates it.
“Yeah I was hoping you'd be a little…impressed,” Jeongin rubs your cheek softly with his thumb.
“You've made me more than impressed," you chuckle softly and Jeongin chuckles, blushing softly. He then let's out a soft sigh.
"Talk to me babygirl, what do you want me to do to you?" He tilts his head, his soft hair swaying with his head.
"I uhm...I'm not really sure I just," you think for a moment before blushing, looking away from him. He gently grabs your chin, directing your face back to him.
"C'mon babygirl, what's on that naughty mind or yours?" He bites his lower lip ever so softly as he looks at the desperation written all over your face.
"I wanna feel...small," you admit. "I don't know how to explain it. I just wanna feel little, helpless, tiny, petite. Make your little girl," you plead and Jeongin chuckles darkly.
"I think I got a good idea," he quickly pulls himself up off the bed. "Follow me, baby," he gestures you closer with his two middle fingers and you blush before following after him. He takes you to the full-body mirror and stands behind you. He runs his wide hands down your body with a little smirk. "Now strip baby," he whispers in your ear, his breath ghosting over your neck as his hands rest on your shoulders.
You slowly peel the clothes off your body and Jeongin nods and smirks in approval. "Good girl," he roughly palms your tits, watching himself in the mirror. "Look how nicely these tits fit in my hands," he smirks and rolls your nipple between his finger. He chuckles darkly at your whines. "Now spread these legs," he pats your ass softly. He watches as you open your legs a little more and you watch as his arm snakes around the front of your body before finding your crotch.
He runs his fingers down your folds. "Oh my my, so wet," he grins as he fingers your clit. You moan and throw your head back on his shoulder and he chuckles darkly. "That's it babygirl, you like this don't you~ I bet you wanna feel my long, strong, big fingers fuck this tight pussy hm? Your pussy is so small compared to me huh?" Before you can respond he quickly stuffs two fingers inside you, making your knees weak and bend.
You watch through the mirror as Jeongin effortlessly catches your small form. He really is so much bigger than you and seeing it in the mirror like this really assists your size kink. He slowly brings his hand up to your throat, not clenching but showing you how big he is compared to you as his fingers continously thrust into your cunt.
"Aw~ jeongin I-I can't do this," your eyes roll back as you smile softly, the pleasure too much to handle.
"Oh, but you can babygirl. You wanna be good, don't you? You're my good girl, right? Because we know what happens when you choose to be...bad," he slowly begins to tighten his grip on your throat and you whimper softly.
"I-Ill be good," you cry out and Jeongin smirks.
"There's my good girl," he chuckles before rubbing that sweet spot in your pussy. Your knees buckle as your cries of pleasure fill the room. Jeongin quickly holds you up.
"I'm cumming, oh god please," you whimper as you feel your legs shaking and Jeongin laughs.
"I'm not letting you get away from me tonight baby," as you fall to the ground Jeongins fingers follow, non-stop thrusting into your pussy, grinding against that gummy spot.
"O-Oh God Jeongin!" You cry as you fall onto your hands and knees. You shake as you stumble over, Jeongins fingers still following, and you begin to squirt. Your head is in another world as the warmth of pleasure takes over your body.
"Oh yeah baby," he praises as he continues to thrust. "Yes, yes, that's a good girl, atta girl," he praises before finally dipping out of you. He brushes his fingers back and forth against your folds to prolong your high. "Good girl," he continues to praise you before your peak finally finishes. You pant on the floor and Jeongin gently picks you up and places you in his lap in front of the mirror. "Look at you, so small in my arms, all wet and fucked up from just my fingers," he says before licking his fingers clean. You watch as he sucks his fingers dry of flavor through the mirror. "What do you wanna do now baby?" He plays with your hair softly.
"Fuck in front of the mirror," you say bluntly and Jeongin laughs.
"You like my little mirror idea? Bet it helps that little kink of yours seeing how tiny and small you are compared to your big boyfriend," he ghosts his fingers over your bare skin making your body shiver. "How do you want me to fuck you baby?" He tilts his head slightly.
"Doesn't really matter to me..." you smile at him through the mirror and he thinks for a minute. What would be the best position to assert his dominance and size? He nods to himself before moving the mirror towards the corner of the bedroom. You watch him as he drags it over and positions it accordingly. He begins to undress and you watch from afar, a little confused. "What are you doing?" You chuckle softly and he jumps back over to you, grabbing your wrist. He pulls you over to where the mirror is situated.
Once in front of the mirror he roughly turns you around and pins you to the wall. You let out a little squeak as he presses you against the wall. His body is pressed flat against your back but since his body is towering over yours, it doesn't align perfectly. His hips are located an inch above yours and you feel his boner pressed against your lower back.
"Look in the mirror baby," he gently holds your throat again and tilts your head to look into the mirror. You blush at the sight you see before you.
He has to lean down to whisper into your ear so his body is craned over yours a little. "What do you see?" He licks his lips discreetly and you're still left fumbling over the image in front of you. His arms were so muscular and big compared to your body as he reached over to your neck. His frame was wide and lean humbling the size of your body. You let out a flustered giggle as you look in the mirror.
"A slut," you answer and Jeongin laughs softly.
"Almost right. I see my slut, my good little whore," he squeezes your throat gently as he grinds against your back. "Fuck baby, I wanna destroy your pussy so bad," he says before kissing your neck, sucking on the skin. He moves his hips lower so that his cock is rubbing right in between your ass. He lets out a low moan as you watch him through the mirror. "Does that sound nice baby? My big cock filling you up?" He smirks as he watches your pupils shake with desire.
"Fuck yeah," you moan softly with a slight chuckle and Jeongin smiles.
"That's my naughty girl," he steps back a little and gently guides you to bend over slightly. He pulls your ass cheeks apart to showcase your dripping cunt, already red and swollen from his fingering torture. "I'm gonna put it in now okay?" He guides the tip of his cock against your entrance, rubbing it back and forth to rile you up. "Deep breaths baby," he rubs your back before sliding his girth into you.
You let out a symphony of broken moans at the sensation. It had been so long since you got to feel a cock this big. He had been so busy for so long that you never got an opportunity to be filled to the hilt with his size.
"So big," you whimper out as your head falls towards to wall. You pant as you grab onto the wall desperately. "Is it all in yet?" You look up into the mirror to see you still have lots of girth to fit inside you. Jeongin thrusts forward roughly and you moan as his entire cock buries inside you.
"Good girl, taking me so well," he rubs your back with a light smirk. "Oh god you're so tight baby," Jeongin smiles as he throws his head back. He begins to cautiously slide in and out of your pussy, the slick from your heat echoing in the room as it coats his cock. The two of you cry out in pleasure together as Jeongin starts warming up your pussy, stretching you out for him.
As he begins to pick up the pace he pushes you closer to the wall, his cock hitting higher up inside you making your eyes roll back. Jeongin smirks as he pounds into you. He brings his arm around the front of your neck, almost like putting you in a headlock, as he pounds you into the wall.
"O-Oh jeongin," you moan as you feel the pressure from his arm making your head loopy. You bite your lip as you moan. "I-Im close," you confess and Jeongin smiles.
"Alright baby girl, I'll make you cum so good," he growls into your neck as your body bounces with the force of his thrusts. You take a quick glance in the mirror to see the state you're in. Sweat covers your bodies, Jeongin's jaw clenched as he buries his face into the back of your shoulder, your eyes watering. It was like a beautiful painting to describe raw, desperate, lust.
Your neck then falls limp as your body shudders in pleasure and you feel Jeongins cock twitching around inside you. "'M gonna fill you up babygirl, take my big load," he moans into your ear before releasing inside you, the two of you exploding into orgasm. "Good girl, oh yeah," he moans as you feel wave after wave of his cum fill you up.
He then quickly grabs your leg, pulling it up away from the other and roughly pounds into you again. Your body falls limp, completely weak for him, but he catches you of course. After having such an explosive orgasm and rough sex you already felt like you were gonna shatter but Jeongin was pushing you passed your limit now.
"Jeongin!" You cry out as another orgasm hits you like a freak train. Your entire body is completely weak and Jeongin stumbles to keep you up. He pulls out quickly and helps you gently fall onto the floor as you pant heavily. Your whole body is tingling and shivering from pleasure. "Oh god...jeongin," you breathe out as you lay against the wall. He gently holds you in his arms as you pant, your eyes fluttered shut.
"Look babygirl," he pats the side of your face softly and you look up into the mirror. Your tiny sweaty form is being held in his big body again, this time cream oozing from your pussy. "You did so good," he kisses your neck tenderly. "I'm so proud,"
vampire!jay x witch!reader (the vampire diaries universe)
— ; A year ago, you discovered you were a witch, and your grandmother taught you that vampires are dangerous monsters. Now, on your first day at university, you meet Jay, a mysterious guy who questions everything you thought you knew.
word count: 7k
t.w: alcohol, death, heeseung is a jerk, harry potter and twilight references. lmk if i forgot smth
—> how does the vampire diaries universe work?
a.n: english is not my first language. check my masterlist.
a.n 2: i may do a part 2 if you guys like this :)
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It was the first week of September, marking the beginning of your first year in college. You were excited to say the least, you have always dreamed of living the typical university life; hanging out with your friends, fraternity parties, going out with the hottest guys on campus and stuff like that.
Your roommate, Samantha, seemed fine, she was the same age as you and was very friendly to you when you introduced yourself. Of course, the first thing you did when you met Sam was give her a hand shake. As a witch, you could realize if the person you were touching was either a vampire, a human or even a witch like you.
You found out you were a witch last year when you accidentally caused a fire at a pool party. Ever since then, your grandma has been teaching you how to control your magic. The lessons started with simple spells, such as a locating spell. Your grandma insisted that one of the first things you should learn was how to defend yourself against a vampire, knowing that vampires often force witches to obey them.
You woke up early in the morning, you checked your phone to take a look at your timetable. You had Economics class in a few hours, so you proceed to do your morning routine; brushing your teeth, having breakfast and taking a shower. Once you were out of the shower and finished drying your hair, you used your hands to wipe the fogged-up bathroom mirror to see your face. It was your first day, you wanted to be beautiful as hell, so you started putting on makeup.
The first thing you saw as you opened the door was Samantha, your roommate, laying on her bed while scrolling through social media.
“Good morning, Sam” you greeted her as you walked to your closet.
“Morning, Y/N, how did you sleep?” she sat down on her bed and put her phone down
“Like a baby, these beds are great” you replied while taking off a few shirts from your closet, not looking at her.
“Yeah, I could tell you loved them; you snored all night,” she said with a playful tone. You stopped what you were doing and covered your face with your hands, trying to hide how red your cheeks had turned. She couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m just messing with you, you don’t snore, thank God.”
You had a chit chat with her as you both were getting ready for class. Eventually, she went to the bathroom and you headed to the classroom. You thought you were so lucky to have a roommate like Samantha, she was cool.
When you arrived at the classroom, you saw that only a few desks were occupied. You didn’t want to sit in the back, but you didn’t want to be in the front row either, so you decided to sit in the middle, in the only empty row.
You watched as the seats gradually filled up over time. There were five minutes left before the class started—in fact, the professor had already arrived—and yet the seat to your right remained empty. It caught your attention because you didn’t think a subject like Economics would have any empty seats.
However, it didn’t take long before someone sat down next to you. You turned your head and locked eyes with a black-haired boy you had never seen before, someone who looked like he’d been sculpted by the gods. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and apparently, neither could he. You stayed like that for a few seconds… in silence. Until the boy decided to break it.
“Hello… my name is Jay” he said with a shy smile on his face.
“I’m Y/N, nice to meet you” you replied, also with a shy smile.
He opened his mouth to say something, but the professor cut him off by starting the class. You both turned your heads to the professor. You quickly took out your laptop and started taking notes, and so did Jay.
The class was… not what you expected. It was boring as hell. You were interested in the topic he was teaching; the problem was how he was teaching it. On top of that, he spoke in such a low tone of voice that it felt like he wanted his students to fall asleep during his class.
At some point you got distracted and, because of that, you lost the string of what he was saying. When you tried to get back to taking notes you weren’t able to understand, since it was related to what he explained during the time you got distracted.
You sighed before looking at Jay; he never stopped taking notes. “Jay…” you murmured in the lowest tone possible. He tilted his head to face you. “Would you mind showing me your screen for a sec?” He didn’t hesitate to turn his laptop in your direction so you could copy his notes. “Thanks”
“It’s nothing,” he responded. You noticed he was staring at you as you were writing down his notes. You finished quickly.
As the class ended, you packed your things, feeling the relief of finally escaping. Jay, however, stayed seated, watching you with a smirk as you slung your bag over your shoulder.
“Hey,” he called, stopping you just before you stepped into the aisle. “Got a sec?”
You glanced down at him, one brow arched. “What is it, Jay?”
He leaned back in his chair, spinning his pen between his fingers. “How about you give me your number?”
Your lips curved into a smirk. “My number? For what, exactly?”
“To return the favor,” he said smoothly, tapping the edge of his laptop. “You know, for letting you copy my notes today. Seems fair, right?”
You gave him a look, not missing the way his eyes gleamed with playful confidence. “Hmm, sounds less like returning a favor and more like you’re finding an excuse to talk to me.”
Jay’s grin widened, clearly enjoying your response. “Caught me. Guilty as charged,” he admitted without missing a beat. “But hey, I figure someone like you might be worth chatting with outside this horrible class.”
You didn’t hesitate this time, pulling out your phone with a shrug. “Fair enough,” you said, typing your number into his contact screen before handing it back.
“Done,” he said, glancing at his phone to check your name. Jay stood, slinging his bag over his shoulder as if this whole interaction had been the most natural thing in the world. “See you next time, then. And don’t worry, I’m not much of a spammer, unless I get bored.”
He gave you a wink before strolling out of the classroom.
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Later that night, you were brushing your teeth, thinking about Jay. You liked guys who took the initiative, and he was also handsome as hell. He hadn’t texted you yet. You weren’t dying for a text, but still, you wanted to know more about him. You thought about searching for him on social media; however, you only knew his first name, and it was a common one, so it was going to be hard to find him on Instagram. That’s when you decided to ask Samantha to help you get his last name.
You heard Samantha yell, “Found it!” Oh, that was faster than you expected. You left the bathroom and sat next to her. “I found him on your class list. His last name is Park.”
You grabbed your phone and started searching for Jay Park on Instagram. You visited a few profiles before finally finding his account. He had posted a few pictures of himself at the beach, at the gym, and at parties.
“Girl, he’s so handsome. Check his stories,” Samantha said, leaning over your shoulder.
You tapped on the highlight named “bros,” and as you were scrolling through the stories, you saw one of Jay with another guy on a yacht.
“Oh my god, look at his friend. He’s way hotter,” Samantha chuckled. She was literally all about boys. Luckily, Jay had tagged his friend in the story, so Samantha didn’t hesitate to grab her own phone and follow him. His name was Lee Heeseung.
A few hours later, Samantha fell asleep in her bed and you were on yours, still stalking Jay. You noticed something, in every picture he was wearing the same ring, maybe it had a special meaning to him… or something like that. You checked your timetable, you only had Economics on Mondays and Fridays, meaning you wouldn’t see Jay until the end of the week unless you and him shared another class.
At that moment, you received a text. It was from Jay, greeting you and asking what you were doing.
“Not much, just about to sleep,” you replied casually.
His response came almost instantly. “Going to bed so soon? Making sure you won’t fall sleep in class again?.”
You chuckled, typing back, “I wasn’t that bad. Your notes were just too detailed, they knocked me out.”
Jay’s next message had you smiling. “I’ll take that as a compliment. Guess I’ll have to tone down my brilliance next time.”
“Or just get a louder voice,” you teased, feeling a little bolder.
“Ouch. Brutal,” he replied. “But fair. So, do we have any other classes together, or is it just Economics?” He send you a picture of his schedule
“Apparently just Economics, Mondays and Fridays,” you wrote back. “Why? Hoping I’ll help you stay awake in other classes too?”
“Maybe,” he replied, and you could almost hear the grin in his words. “I mean, it’s a solid setup. You get my notes; I get a decent excuse to stay awake. Win-win.”
“Wow, you’re really thinking this through,” you answered, amused.
“Always,” Jay texted back. “Anyway, let me know if you ever need more life-saving notes. I might ask for payment next time, though.”
“Payment?” you replied, raising an eyebrow. “What kind of payment?”
“You’ll see,” was all he said, leaving the conversation hanging with just enough intrigue to keep you curious.
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You spent the rest of the week texting with Jay. Eventually, you followed each other on Instagram—of course, you didn’t tell him you had stalked him. Even though your chats were never particularly deep, you felt surprisingly comfortable talking to him. He mentioned that he and Heeseung had been friends for a year. Speaking of which, Samantha had a date with Heeseung that Thursday.
You were lying on your bed, watching a movie on your laptop, when someone knocked on the door. Samantha hurried out of the bathroom and walked over to you. She was wearing a casual outfit—simple but effortlessly stylish. She had spent nearly an hour deciding what to wear, yet she somehow made it look like she had thrown it together in a minute.
“How do I look?” Samantha murmured, careful to keep her voice low so Heeseung wouldn’t hear.
You paused your movie and playfully scrunched up your nose in mock disapproval, making her look momentarily worried.
“I’m kidding! You look gorgeous. Now go open the door,” you said with a grin, pressing play to continue watching your movie.
She opened the door, and Heeseung greeted her with a warm smile. After they exchanged hellos, Heeseung raised his voice toward you.
“Y/N.”
You paused the movie again and looked at him.
“Jay sent you this,” he said, pulling a sleek, luxurious box from his jacket pocket.
You stood up and walked toward him, noticing that he didn’t step inside your dorm, even though he was talking to you.
You took the box from him. “Thanks. What is it?”
“I dunno, open it,” Heeseung said, looking intrigued.
You opened the box and… wow. You hadn’t expected such a beautiful bracelet. It had a charm that looked like silver. You took it out of the box and slipped it onto your left wrist.
“It looks gorgeous on you!” Samantha said with a smile.
“Giving you that bracelet so soon? Interesting…” Heeseung commented with a teasing tone.
“What’s with the bracelet?” you asked, glancing at him.
“You’ll find out sooner or later,” he said cryptically before turning toward the hallway. “You coming, Sam?”
Samantha closed the door behind her, and just like that, they were gone.
You looked down at the bracelet. You didn’t know why, but you had a bad feeling about this whole situation.
Shaking off the unease, you told yourself it was just a thoughtful gift from a cute guy at college. You texted Jay to thank him for the bracelet, and he replied almost instantly:
“Glad you liked it.”
A few seconds later, another text popped up:
“If you like it, you should wear it all the time. I bet it looks pretty on you.”
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You went to bed early, so you didn’t hear Samantha come back to the dorm.
Friday morning arrived, and you went about your usual routine. Standing in front of your closet, you spent a few minutes debating what to wear—you wanted to look good, confident, and just the right amount of irresistible for Jay.
As you were sifting through your options, Samantha walked in, practically glowing as she started gushing about her date with Heeseung.
“You should wear this shirt; it’ll look great on you,” she said, pulling out a shirt and holding it up for you.
You smiled at her suggestion. “Oh, by the way,” she continued, “Heeseung told me some of his friends are throwing a party tomorrow night. Wanna come? Jay’s gonna be there.”
“Sure, sounds fun,” you said, taking the shirt from her and slipping it on.
After finishing up and checking yourself in the mirror one last time, you headed to Economics class. You sat in the same spot as Monday, settling in and glancing around, but Jay wasn’t there yet. However, a few minutes later he arrived and sat next to you.
“Morning, Y/N, how are you?” he said with a smile on his face. God, he was so handsome.
“Oh, hi, Jay. Fine, you?”
“Same,” he replied casually. His eyes drifted to your wrist, noticing the bracelet he had given you. “It looks pretty on you.”
You tilted your head slightly, a playful smirk on your lips. “Does it look pretty on me, or I look pretty with it?”
Jay chuckled, leaning a little closer. “Maybe both,” he said smoothly, his grin growing wider.
You rolled your eyes as you bit your lower lip. You were going to answer him, but the professor started the class.
The class was proceeding as usual. During it, you could feel Jay glancing at you from time to time.
At one point, Jay leaned closer to your ear and whispered, “Are you going to the party tomorrow?” His voice took you by surprise, and for a moment, it sent a shiver down your spine.
“Yeah, Samantha told me you and Heeseung are going too,” you replied softly.
“That’s right. By the way, my favorite color is black,” he said with a sly smile before turning back to his laptop, thinking the conversation was over. But you weren’t done yet. Leaning closer to his ear, you whispered back:
“My favorite color is red.”
If he wanted you to wear black, he’d have to show up in red. You smirked to yourself and returned to taking notes as if nothing had happened.
The class finally came to an end, just as boring as the first one. You and Jay started putting your things away, still sitting in your chairs.
“So, I have to show up in red if I want to catch your attention, right?” he asked, a playful smile on his face.
“Yeah, and I have to show up in black to catch yours,” you replied, matching his teasing tone.
In that moment, your phone vibrated, so you quickly took it out of your pocket. It was a message from your mom. You unlocked your phone to reply but accidentally dropped it on the floor. You bent down to grab it, but Jay was faster.
“Be careful, if you break it, you won’t receive my texts,” he teased, leaning down to hand your phone back to you.
As you grabbed your phone, your fingers brushed against his. The moment your skin touched his, you felt it—a cold shiver ran through your body, like death itself had brushed past you. It was like darkness wrapped around you for a second. You let out a small gasp, a sound of discomfort you couldn’t hide.
“What happened? Are you okay?” Jay asked, his voice full of concern.
It couldn’t be real. Jay was… a vampire. Your new college crush was a freaking vampire. You’d spent the past week texting him, getting to know him, and now it all felt wrong.
“Ye-yeah… I have to go!” you stammered, your heart racing. Before he could say anything else, you quickly stood up and bolted for the door. You could feel his eyes on you, but you didn’t dare stop. Your mind was spinning, and you needed to get out of there.
In your rush, you didn’t notice Heeseung waiting outside, apparently for Jay. You bumped into him, and… it had to be a joke. Once again, that horrible feeling washed over you. You felt death crawl through your body.
“Watch where you’re…” Heeseung didn’t finish his sentence because this time, you just kept walking, nearly running.
Your heart was pounding, and you could barely catch your breath. So far, you’d met three people, and two of them turned out to be monsters.
In that moment you realize why Jay had the same ring in all of his pictures, it was a daylight ring, it allowed him to walk freely during the day.
What should you do? Go to the party and confront them? Pretend nothing happened? You had so many questions, and then you remembered that Samantha had gone on a date with Heeseung.
You ran back to your dorm and slammed the door open. “Samantha!” you shouted desperately. You shut the door behind you. She was lying on the bed, texting on her phone.
“I’m here! Don’t shout, it’s still early,” she said as she got up. “What happened?”
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” You bombarded her with questions, scared of what Heeseung might have done to her.
“S-sure. What’s going on? You look like you saw a ghost.” You were pale, sweat running down your cheek from all the running. When she told you she was fine, you let out a sigh of relief.
You sat on your bed, trying to calm yourself down and think clearly about what to do. Right now, you needed to figure out how to get Samantha away from Heeseung without making her ask too many questions.
“Listen to me, you can’t keep seeing Heeseung.”
“What? Why?”
You weren’t great at lying, but you had to come up with something convincing for Sam’s sake.
“I heard he has a girlfriend. Seems like he’s cheating on her with multiple girls…” you saw how her expression changed form confusion and worry to fury.
“What?! That son of…”
She grabbed the pillow from her bed and threw it against the wall in frustration. She started yelling in anger, saying things you didn’t think a girl like her would ever say.
“You know what? We’re going to that party. I’m wearing the shortest dress I have, and I’m going to ignore him the whole night while he drools over me.”
“I don’t think going to the party is a good…” you were cut off by Samantha.
“We’re going, and that’s final!”
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You were sitting in the Uber with Samantha next to you, heading to the party. Jay had sent you a few messages since Friday’s class, but you didn’t even bother to open them.
As you looked out the car window, you got lost in your thoughts. Your grandma always told you that vampires were monsters—after all, they feed on innocent people. They could wipe out an entire town just for fun if they wanted to. Vampires are murderers.
But Jay seemed like a good person. He hadn’t done anything to hurt you. In fact, he even gave you a bracelet, which you were wearing at that moment. If Jay were truly evil, he would have attacked you by now. You had held onto that thought for the past two days.
Was it possible that good vampires existed? Vampires who didn’t kill? You were desperately trying to convince yourself that Jay wasn’t like the others. But that didn’t change the fact that he fed on people, probably killing them in the process.
Samantha was wearing a short red dress, while you had opted for a dark blue one. Of course, you weren’t going to wear black. You planned to ignore Jay the whole night and mind your own business.
When you arrived, you stepped out of the car and were greeted by the sight of a mansion packed with people. It was massive, with at least three floors. A few people were smoking and drinking on the porch. As you approached the entrance, the music grew louder and louder.
Once inside, you scanned the room for Jay. You needed to know where he was so you could avoid him. It didn’t take long to spot him—he had a beer in his hand and was chatting with a group of guys. He was wearing a red shirt, and it suited him almost too well. You recognized Heeseung among the group, also holding a beer.
At that moment, you and Jay locked eyes. Your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly looked away. “Let’s go get some drinks,” you said to Samantha, grabbing her arm.
You both headed toward what seemed to be the kitchen. Jay looked confused. Everything had been fine until Friday morning, but now you were ignoring him. He needed answers.
An hour later, you and Samantha were drinking jungle juice while dancing in the yard. The weather was nice, and the yard wasn’t as crowded as the house, making it the perfect spot. You were slightly worried about Samantha. You’d only had two glasses, but you’d lost count of hers after four. She seemed fine, though—at least, until she opened her mouth.
“I want to talk to Heeseung,” she said loudly so you could hear her over the music. “He deserves to be embarrassed in public. He’s an asshole.”
“Sam, don’t waste your precious time on him. He’s not worth it,” you said, praying she wouldn’t do anything stupid.
She sighed. “You’re right…”
Eventually, you needed to use the bathroom—you’d drunk too much. Samantha followed you back into the house to look for it. You asked a random guy for directions, and he pointed you upstairs.
As you were walking, you felt someone staring at you. Turning your head, you saw Jay watching you intently. He raised his hand to wave, but you quickly avoided his gaze again.
“I’ll wait outside to make sure no one comes in,” Samantha said as you entered the bathroom.
You peed quickly and washed your hands. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you noticed your makeup was still intact. You weren’t drunk, just in a “happier” mood.
Your phone vibrated as you were about to leave. It was a text from Jay: “Is everything okay?” You read the notification but didn’t open it. Instead, you deleted it.
When you stepped out, Samantha was nowhere to be found. She was way too drunk to be wandering around alone. You quickly texted her, “Where are you?” You hadn’t been gone long, so she couldn’t be far.
You began searching for her while waiting for a reply. After ten minutes of looking with no luck, you glanced in Jay’s direction, hoping Heeseung was still with him. But of course, he wasn’t.
If you were worried before, now you were terrified. What if Samantha was alone with Heeseung? You didn’t even want to think about it. You started asking people if they’d seen her, growing more desperate by the second.
“Y/N,” a familiar voice called from behind. You turned to see Jay. You didn’t want to talk to him, but he might be your only chance of finding Samantha.
“Are you done avoiding me?” he asked, stepping closer.
You moved toward him, now standing just inches apart. Looking directly into his eyes, you said, “Where is Samantha?!” Your tone was sharp, almost yelling.
Jay was taken aback. He’d been expecting an explanation for your behavior, not you screaming at him about your friend.
“Tell me where the fuck Heeseung took her, or I’ll drive a stake into your heart,” you spat.
His expression shifted to one of shock and confusion. Did he hear you right? How could you possibly know what he was? Then it clicked—this must be why you’d been avoiding him. Jay didn’t know how you’d figured it out, but he wanted to help.
“I think he took her to the last room upstairs. Seung always takes girls there,” Jay finally said, still stunned. “But don’t worry—he’s not going to hurt her.”
“I highly doubt that,” you muttered before turning and heading for the stairs. The second floor was much quieter than the first. The long hallway ahead was almost empty. Desperate, you sprinted to the last door.
It was locked.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, you sighed. If you wanted to help Samantha, you had no choice but to use your magic. Placing a hand on the door, you concentrated.
“Dissera portus.”
You heard the lock click open and pushed the door without hesitation.
What you saw inside was horrifying. Heeseung had Samantha pinned against the wall, drinking blood straight from her neck. She wasn’t moving or making a sound—he must have compelled her.
“Let her go!” you screamed.
Heeseung stopped and turned to look at you, intrigued. “How did you get in? I’m sure I locked the door.” He wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve, completely unbothered by what he was doing.
You glared at him, rage boiling in your veins. “Let. Her. Go.”
He laughed at your words. "Here's the thing. I'd compel you to forget this ever happened, but Jay gave you that." He pointed at your bracelet. "So this is what we're gonna do: I'll give you five seconds to turn around, leave, and find Jay.
"Or what?" you asked in a challenging tone.
"I'm gonna kill you," he said like it was nothing.
He raised his hand and began counting.
With each number, he lowered a finger. "One, two, thr-"
He didn't finish. You were already casting a stern gaze at him, using the Pain Infliction spell, one of the first spells you learned. It wasn't verbal but still powerful, causing his blood vessels to burst and inflicting unbearable pain.
Heeseung screamed, clutching his head as if it would split open. "Fuck!" he yelled, falling to the floor and writhing in agony.
Samantha stood frozen, tears streaming down her face, utterly speechless. She didn't know what was happening-only that she wanted to leave.
"You shouldn't have messed with one of my friends, Heeseung," you said, stepping closer without breaking your concentration. "Burn in hell, vampire. Incendia!"
Flames ignited at his feet and rapidly climbed his legs. He frantically patted at the fire, but his efforts were useless.
"Stop!" Jay's voice cut through the chaos. He appeared behind you in an instant, his speed unmatched. "Please... He's out of control, but I can help him."
"He's a vampire," you spat. "He won't stop killing as long as he's alive. He has to die."
Jay realized words wouldn't sway you.
He looked at you, then at his friend, who was still thrashing on the ground. The fire had reached Heeseung's hips, and his screams were becoming weaker.
"I hope this works," Jay muttered to himself before using his speed to move to Heeseung. In one swift motion, he grabbed his friend's head with both hands and snapped his neck.
You froze. You knew snapping his neck wouldn't truly kill him-he'd recover within hours.
"Wha-"
"I'll make sure he's punished for hurting your friend," Jay said, turning to you, desperation etched on his face. "But please... don't kill him."
What were you supposed to do? Stop the spell and trust Jay? Attack him the same way you attacked Heeseung?
You looked at Jay, searching his eyes for answers. Something about him made you pause. Against your better judgment, you felt you could trust him.
Raising your right hand toward Heeseung, you whispered, "Suctus Incendia." The flames disappeared instantly.
"Thank you," Jay said softly.
You didn’t answer him. You ran to Samantha and hugged her. Her cry became louder as she left tears in your shoulder. You to patted her head hoping it would help her calm down.
“I… I can help you” Jay said as he approached to you. He rolled up his sleeves and bit his own wrist. “You’ll heal faster if you drink my blood”
You broke the hug and Samantha looked at you, waiting for your approval. You nodded your head and Jay leaned his hand, Samantha drank the blood from his wrist and in a matter of seconds, the bite mark Heeseung left in her neck disappeared.
After that you both headed to the exit. “Thank you, Jay” you said before closing the door of the bedroom.
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You practically had to drag Samantha to her bed since she was in a total state of shock. Once she was lying down, you went to her closet, took out her pajamas, and handed them to her. After that, you gave her a glass of water.
“How are you feeling?” you asked as you sat at the edge of the bed, near her feet, which were covered by the sheets.
“I—I don’t know…” she stammered, her voice shaky. “I’m afraid, I—I’m confused.” She sighed deeply, her eyes welling with tears. “Vampires exist… Heeseung and Jay were vampires, and… and you…” She looked at you with a mix of fear and curiosity. “What are you exactly?”
“I’m… a witch,” you admitted, trying to give her a reassuring smile. “I don’t use my magic to hurt people.” You reached out and gently held her hand. “You’re safe with me, I promise.”
Sam took a small sip of water, her trembling hands barely steady enough to hold the glass. The room fell silent for a few minutes. Neither of you knew what to say or do.
Samantha sat there, gripping the glass of water so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her breathing grew uneven, and you could see the weight of everything she had just witnessed crashing down on her.
“I… I could have died,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Her words were barely audible, but the fear laced in them was undeniable. She placed the glass shakily on the nightstand and pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them tightly. “Heeseung—he could have killed me. If you weren’t there…” Her voice cracked as she trailed off.
You stayed quiet, allowing her to let it out.
“And Jay… he didn’t even care. He was protecting that monster! What if they come back? What if more of them come after me?” Samantha’s breathing quickened, and her hands started shaking. “I’m not safe. Vampires exist, and God knows what else! Demons? Werewolves? What if this is just the beginning?”
She buried her face in her hands, trying to muffle the soft, panicked sobs that began escaping her.
“Samantha…” you said gently, moving closer.
“I’m just human,” she continued, her voice muffled. “I can’t do anything. I’m not strong like you, I don’t have magic to protect myself… I don’t even know how to fight!” She looked up at you, her face pale and tear-streaked. “How do I live like this? How do I go back to normal knowing there are monsters out there?”
You felt your heart sink. Samantha’s words cut through you, and you realized the full weight of what she was saying. This knowledge, this world she was pulled into, was tearing her apart.
You reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Sam,” you said softly, your voice steady. “You don’t have to worry. I will protect you.”
She shook her head. “You can’t always be there, Y/N. And what happens next time? Or the time after that?” Her voice cracked again. “I don’t want to live in fear.”
You didn’t know what to say. For the first time, you realized that the truth—the world you lived in—was too much for her. It wasn’t fair to expect her to carry this burden.
You took a deep breath, your decision forming in the silence. There was a way to help her, to give her back the peace she so desperately needed. But it wasn’t a choice you made lightly.
Samantha sniffled, wiping her face with her sleeve. “I trust you, Y/N. I do. But this… this is too much for me.”
“I know,” you said softly. Your voice wavered, but you kept going. “I can fix this, Sam. I can make it so you don’t have to feel this way anymore. So you can be free from this.”
She blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”
You hesitated, guilt already weighing on your chest. “I know someone who can make you forget this ever happened,” you said softly. “But before I call him, I need to know if you’re okay with it. Are you in?”
Samantha stared at her hands, her voice trembling. “Forget? Like… completely? Everything about tonight?”
You nodded. “Yes. All of it. But only if you want to.”
She took a shaky breath and looked up at you, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Call him, please.”
You gave her a reassuring nod, though the knot in your stomach tightened. Pulling out your phone, you quickly dialed the number of the one person who could help.
As you waited for him to answer the call, you walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind you. He didn’t keep you waiting for long.
“Y/N! I was just about to—”
“Jay, I need your help,” you interrupted, keeping your voice low so Samantha wouldn’t hear his name. You knew it would terrify her.
“S-Sure, what happened?”
“I need you to compel Samantha. Make her forget about tonight. Can… can you do that?”
There was a brief pause on the other end before he responded. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
“Okay, thanks,” you murmured, ending the call. You took a moment to collect yourself before stepping out of the bathroom and back into the room.
“He’s coming,” you said gently to Samantha as you sat beside her. “He’ll be here soon.”
A few minutes later, Samantha went to the bathroom. For the first time that night, you had a moment to yourself, a moment to think. You sighed deeply, tilting your head back to stare at the ceiling.
Jay… Tonight, he showed you he’s not like other vampires. He could’ve attacked you from behind to save his friend, but instead, he tried to reason with you and even healed Samantha.
Your gaze shifted to the bracelet on your wrist. Heeseung had said he couldn’t compel you because of it. You figured it must contain vervain—the only thing that makes humans immune to compulsion. But you were a witch; compulsion didn’t work on witches, so you didn’t really need it.
A knock at the door pulled you from your thoughts. It must be Jay. Samantha was still in the bathroom. You stood up and went to open it. Sure enough, when you did, there he was.
“Hi… again,” Jay said, his voice soft, almost shy.
“Hello, Jay,” you replied briskly.
For a few moments, the two of you stood in silence, staring at each other. Then, he offered you a small, shy smile, his lips pressed together.
“Uhm… could you invite me in?” he asked hesitantly.
You’d forgotten—you needed to invite vampires into a private space before they could enter. You hesitated, knowing that once invited, Jay could come and go as he pleased. He could kill you while you were asleep. Or even right now, the moment you let him in.
But… you trusted him.
“Come on in, Jay.”
“Thanks,” he said, stepping across the threshold.
At that moment, Samantha came out of the bathroom, she froze when she saw Jay, fear flashing in her eyes. She clutched the bathroom doorframe, her voice shaky. “Y/N… w-why is he here?”
You quickly stepped toward her. “Sam, it’s okay. He’s not here to hurt you. I promise.”
Her eyes darted to Jay, who raised his hands in a gesture of peace. “I understand you’re scared,” Jay said gently. “But I’m here to help, not hurt you.”
“He healed you earlier,” you reminded her firmly. “If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t even be standing. Trust me, Sam. He’s not like Heeseung.”
Samantha hesitated, glancing between you and Jay, before finally nodding. “Okay… I’ll try.”
You guided her to sit on the couch. “This will all be over soon, I promise.”
You took off your bracelet and placed it on the table next to the couch. Jay’s eyes followed the movement, and for a brief moment, you noticed a flicker of hurt in his expression.
“Please compel her to never take off the bracelet,” you said softly.
Jay nodded, sitting down next to Samantha. He looked her directly in the eyes, his voice calm and steady. “You won’t remember anything from tonight. You decided to stay home and watch a movie. You’ll put on the bracelet and never take it off, no matter what. After that, you’ll go to bed and sleep peacefully.”
A few seconds later, Samantha picked up the bracelet, slipped it onto her wrist, and walked to her bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
“Thank you… it means a lot” you said
“Don’t thank me. It was the least I could do after what Heeseung did to her.” Jay paused, running a hand through his hair. “But… it wasn’t entirely his fault.” He sighed deeply. “He was turned into a vampire a few weeks ago. At first, he was doing fine. I taught him how to resist the urges, how to survive on blood bags without hurting anyone. But… last week, his father died.” His voice softened. “He couldn’t handle the pain of losing him, so he flipped his humanity switch. He thought shutting off his emotions would be better than feeling the grief.”
As Jay spoke, his sadness was palpable. It was strange seeing a vampire care so deeply about someone else, about doing the right thing. It challenged everything you thought you knew about them.
“Heeseung isn’t evil,” Jay continued. “Not really. Vampires… we’re not all monsters. Some of us try to be better.” He hesitated, looking at you as if to gauge your reaction. “I don’t feed on humans. Blood bags are enough for me. I made that choice a long time ago.”
Hearing that caught you off guard. For so long, vampires had been nothing but a danger to you and the people you cared about. But Jay… he wasn’t like the others. He didn’t embrace the darkness that came with his nature. Instead, he fought it. And that, more than anything, made you feel something stir inside you.
Jay and you stepped out into the aisle just outside your dorm. The cool night air brushed past as you faced each other in silence. You carefully closed the door behind you, making sure not to make any noise that could wake Samantha.
“You didn’t have to come tonight,” you said quietly. “You could’ve just… stayed out of it.”
He smiled faintly, almost shyly. “I couldn’t let Samantha suffer for something she didn’t deserve. And I couldn’t let you deal with it alone.”
Your heart softened at his words, though you refused to let it show too much. “You’re… not what I expected,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
“Neither are you, Hermione Granger,” he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
You chuckled, shaking your head. “Oh, shut up, Edward Cullen.”
Jay laughed, the sound warm and genuine. “Touché.”
There was a brief pause, comfortable yet charged with unspoken feelings. He tilted his head slightly and gave you a crooked smile. “So… I have to ask, after tonight… are you going to keep ghosting me, or are you finally going to answer my texts?”
You let out another soft chuckle, raising an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know… texting is kind of boring. When are you going to ask me out already?”
His smirk widened, and for a moment, he looked caught off guard, but not in a bad way. “Guess I’ll have to fix that soon, huh?”
“You’d better,” you said lightly, though your heart raced at the prospect.
Jay’s eyes softened as he looked at you, his usual confidence tempered with something gentler. “I will,” he promised, his tone quiet but resolute.
Jay nodded, his playful smirk still lingering. “Well, I guess I should let you get some sleep,” he said, glancing at the door behind you.
“Yeah, it’s been… a night,” you replied, the weight of everything settling in.
He took a step back, his expression softening just slightly. “Take care of yourself,” he said, his voice quieter now.
You gave him a small nod. “I will. Thanks, Jay.”
He flashed you one last smile. “Goodnight, Hermione,” he teased, his voice low and light.
“Goodnight, Edward,” you replied, the corner of your lips lifting as you shook your head.
Jay turned and walked away, his silhouette disappearing down the quiet street. You stayed there for a moment longer, watching him leave, before turning back toward your dorm, feeling the lingering energy of the night slowly fading into the quiet.
(let me know if i forgot smth or got something wrong)
Vampires:
- How to turn: you have to die with vampire blood on your system and then drink blood within the 24 hours
- How to kill: stake in the heart, rip their heart, rip their head, fire, werewolf bite or daylight
- Walking during the day: they can walk under the sun if they have a daylight ring
- Abilities: compulsion, superagility, superhuman strength, get in people’s heads and create fake scenarios in their minds, regeneration, heightened senses, immortality, if a human or witch drinks vampire blood they heal quickly
- Vervain: an herb that burns and weakens them. if you wear an necklace or bracelet with it they can’t compel you. if you drink vervain (or use vervain made perfume) everyday they can’t compel you or drink your blood.
- Humanity switch: they can flip their humanity switch to turn off their emotions, it’s hard to make them turn it on again.
Witches:
- You have to born being a witch
- Abilities: spell casting, can’t be compelled, magic herbs, they have hunches, they can channel other witches to become more powerful, if they touch someone they can “read” them to know if they are vampires or witches
- Weakness: even though they can kill vampires easily, vampires can kill them before they even notice bc of their super-speed
Werewolves:
- How to turn: you born with the wolf curse and it triggers when you kill someone (accidentally or not).
- Abilities: transformation during full moon and share a few with vampires (however they are less powerful than vampires); superagility, superhuman strength, regeneration, heightened senses
- They turn on full moon, becoming more powerful than vampires
- They existence is believed to be a myth even between vampires and witches, but they are real
