🎠・ 𝗮𝘀𝗵

vampire!범규 finally finds you after nearly two months of relentless searching. your scent is stronger here — pungent — and beomgyu is starving. you're not home, that's okay, he can wait, he has waited for weeks after all, a few hours won't kill him.

vampire!범규 turns your bedroom upside down. he flips through your dresser, clawed fingers caressing the clothes there. he spends a long time in your bed, rubbing the soft duvet over his cold skin. he has not needed air for centuries, yet he takes deep breaths through parted lips as he drinks in your smell. heaven is lost on a monster like him, but beomgyu thinks he might have been granted a small sliver of it as he inhales your scent on the pillow clutched in his hands.

vampire!범규 perks up the second he hears the front door unlock, his previously dilated pupils narrowing into slits at the prospect of finally having you. he slinks out of bed, leaving behind the human-warmth he hadn't allowed himself to feel in so long. the shadows engulf him easily and he follows the delectable sound of your heart, beating steadily in your chest — completely unaware of the danger that lingers just out of sight.

vampire!범규 usually loves it when they scream, when they beg for their lives up until the very second he takes it. he used to thrive on the tears, the fear, the protests, the challenge of having someone fight him — even when their fate was already sealed. and yet... your terror makes him pause. his fangs are bared and glistening with saliva, they hover just inches from your throat. your face is trapped in one of his mean hands, neck delicately exposed for his taking, but beomgyu finds that he cannot.

vampire!범규 clumsily wipes your tears, frowning when you flinch back like you expect to be struck. he opens his mouth to speak, flashing you the same fangs intended to kill and you shriek as you scramble backward. frustrated he grabs you, not to hurt, but to keep close. after weeks of tracking you he cannot bear the thought of losing you. so he holds on tight as you struggle against his grip, hoping that exhaustion will take its toll on your weak human body.

vampire!범규 accepts that he is a failure and to everyone of his kind. he's been tracking your scent for weeks and when he finally closes in on his prey he cannot bring himself to do what he is meant to. beomgyu accepts this fact when you pass out from fear in his arms, your flailing limbs going lax against his chest. he accepts it when he carries you to bed and lays you down on the duvet.