𝔽𝔸ℕ𝕎𝔸ℝ𝕊 𝔼ℕ𝔻𝔼𝔻

You stared at your computer screen, scrolling through the dozens of pages of notes. The light burned into your tired mind, the words failing to stick. All of your course material was spread around you haphazardly on the bed, laptop on your thighs. With a sigh, you closed your eyes and rested against the headboard. After finally deciding to stop procrastinating and begin studying the night before your astronomy exam, you’ve since realized it was a bad idea. All of your detailed notes taken during the lecture no longer made any sense to you now.

“Baby?” Yunho peeked his head into your shared bedroom, “Why are you still up? It’s past midnight.”

“I can ask you the same thing,” you said groggily, “Don’t you have an 8 a.m. tomorrow?”

He smiled and made his way to the bed, “Yeah, but I don’t have an exam worth 15% of my grade tomorrow,” he said cheekily.

You groan, “God, I am going to fail this class,” you closed your laptop and roughly pushed it away from you.

Yunho grabbed it and placed it in your backpack. 

“You are not gonna fail baby,” Yunho comforted.

He climbed onto the bed and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You leaned against his body, nuzzling your face into his chest. His faint remnants of the cologne he put on this morning lingers in his clothes. His smell washed your mind away from galaxy clusters, radial velocity, and dozens more worldly objects. 

“What’s your grade in the class right now?”

“Close to a 70…” You answered quietly.

“Well Cs do get degrees!” Yunho says with a laugh.

You glared at him, but couldn’t help but smile just a bit at his joke, “Yeah - but you know me! When I got that 60 on the last exam I was freaking the fuck out. I thought everything was over for me. If I get anything below an 80, I’m a mess.”

When you got the last exam grade, Yunho was there to console you. You were a ball of tears and anxiety; the idea of failing and potentially falling behind in your classes riddled your mind. You told him that there was no coming back from such a failure and that you were going to drop out of college. After some kisses and countless words of affirmation, the intrusive thoughts of giving up had left your mind. But the idea of failure and being an idiot remained.

“How about…” He paused, “How about I help you study? Would that help?”

You looked up at Yunho, his golden brown eyes shined faintly in the dimly lit bedroom. You could tell that he wanted to help - anything he could do to lift some of the stress that was weighing you down.

“Okay…” You brought your laptop back out, pulling up your notes, “I’m not sure if this will work, though.”

“It’s worth a shot!” Yunho took your laptop and scrolled through all 42 pages you had.

After a few seconds of familiarizing himself with the material, he began to quiz you.

“What’s the ‘HR diagram’?”

You shot up, easily answering with confidence, “The ‘Hertzsprung-Russell’ diagram plots a star's luminosity against its surface temperature. Most stars are located on the main sequence, a diagonal band where higher temperature and luminosity stars are on the left. Lower temperature and luminosity stars are on the right!” 

Yunho laughed heartily, “Okay astronomer Y/N!” 

You posed like a cliche anime character adjusting their glasses, “I didn’t get bullied in middle school for being a nerd for nothing.”

Yunho continued to quiz you on numerous topics. But as you continued, you found yourself slipping; the spunk you had at the beginning was dimming.

“Describe the proton-proton chain.”

“Um…” You looked up at the ceiling as if the answer was written there. Or like you were looking into your brain to find the answer. Yunho knew this habit of yours signified you were thinking hard about something, trying to remember.

“The ‘proton-proton chain’ is when four hydrogen atoms produce helium and then it turns into carbon once it is really hot - this is common in really massive stars.”

Yunho was silent, looking at the computer screen contemplative, “Baby…You just described the CNO cycle…”

With a defeated sigh, you threw your head back against the pillows.

“It’s okay, baby. You just got them mixed up,” Yunho said while closing your laptop. He placed his hand on your head and gently caressed you, “If you just remember that the CNO cycle is for big, hot stars and the proton-proton chain is for small, cooler stars you got this exam in the bag!”

“It’s not that, Yunho…” You closed your weary eyes. He had been helping you study for over an hour now, but the information just wasn’t staying in your head. Ugly thoughts were clouding your mind again. The exam was in less than twelve hours, and you felt like you didn’t understand anything.

“I really appreciate you helping me out, baby… but I just can’t…” tears started to prick your eyes, “When I am in class all of my classmates seem to know what is going on and ask questions, but me…I’m still stuck on trying to wrap my head around the first lecture of the semester. It just doesn’t make sense. Maybe I’m just not cut out for college, maybe I’m stupid or something-”

The tender hand that was once caressing your head trailed down to your chin, making you turn to face Yunho.

“Don’t ever say that about yourself,” his voice was stern, but it never raised an octave, “I don’t want you to ever doubt yourself like that. You are one of the smartest people I know. Who earned herself scholarships based on her academics?”

He squished your face gently, making your cheeks puff out.

“Answer me, Y/N.”

“M-me,” you forced yourself to answer.

“You are smart - tell yourself that.”

You could feel hot tears trickling down your face, “I am smart,” you sputtered out. 

Yunho smiled softly, “Good girl…” he removed his hand from your face and kissed the tear rolling down your cheek. Softly, he wiped your tears away with the edge of his sleeve.

You smiled, sniffling, “Thank you, Yuyu…”

“No problem, baby. Let’s get ready for bed so you can get some sleep, m’kay?”

You nodded. Once in bed, Yunho wrapped his arms around you and you rested your head on his chest.

“You know…I’m thinking about skipping my 8 a.m.”

You hit his chest playfully, “You already skipped that class this week!”

“Ow! Yeah, well it sucks and I don’t want to go,” he stuck his tongue out childishly.

You laughed and began to get comfortable, snuggling into his warmth. You tried recalling some of the questions Yunho quizzed you on, thinking back and trying to remember everything you could for the exam. As your mind was filled with stars, orbital galaxies, and pulsars, you could feel your conscious slip into the blackhole of sleep rotating endlessly.

It was five minutes before the exam. The lecture hall was full of thirty or so students, some of whom you haven’t even seen attend class since the beginning of the semester. All sorts of chatter and questions floated around the room as classmates discussed the upcoming exam.

You walked up the aisle to your usual seat and threw your backpack to the ground. Your stomach felt like an abyss of nerves as you sat down. Your friend swiveled in the seat beside you.

“Are you ready?” They asked, tilting their head in amusement at your nervousness.

You thought about all the notes you had written. The homework and the study guides. Yunho and his heartwarming effort to help you study. Some concepts were there, but not all. 

“Not really,” you replied with a light laugh.

“It’s okay! It can’t be as bad as last time…right?”

Last exam, both of you got grades that you weren’t happy with. You recall how during the exam, you could hear a faint “What the fuck?” in the pin drop silent lecture hall. About five minutes in, one person left the classroom and you barely saw them around campus since.

“I’m hoping for above an 80,” you said. An 80 was always your goal, but after the last exam, you thought maybe you should lower your expectations. “Maybe a 75?”

“Nah, we got this!” They raised their fist into the air like a super hero, “We are academic weapons. The exam kicked our ass last time, but we are going to kick its ass today!”

The two of you chuckled, but it was cut short when the professor entered the lecture hall. His hands were full of paper copies of the test as well as scantron sheets. He passed the exam to every student faced down, standing at the front of the classroom once he was done. 

“You have an hour and thirty minutes to complete your exam. I should have them graded later tonight. You may begin.”

The lecture hall was full of rustling paper as everyone turned over their tests. You looked at the first question and answered it right away. As you continued the exam you could feel the pit of nerves in your stomach shrivel. There were some questions you didn’t know the answer to, but it wasn’t as bad as you expected. When a tough question appeared on the page, you resorted to your old reliable habit of looking at the ceiling. You thought hard, picking at your mind for the answer. Yunho appeared. You remember him quizzing you on this.

Did it work? You thought to yourself. Did Yunho quizzing me last night really work to help study?

You continued with the exam. You saw your friend turn in their exam, giving you a thumbs up and mouthing “Good luck,” as they left the lecture hall.

Once you were done, you double-checked all of your work - then triple-checked them. You didn’t miss any or want to change your mind on any answers. You were one of the few students who was still taking the exam. Everything seemed correct. You got up with your backpack and exam papers and handed them to your professor. You couldn’t help but smile as now the exam was finally over.

You left the building, breathing in the fresh air. You felt alive again. The exam was over and you didn’t have to worry about it ever again. That is until another exam comes, of course. You checked your phone and saw two missed messages from Yunho: One before your exam started, wishing you good luck. And one a few seconds ago, asking how you did on the exam.

You texted back.

Y/N: I think I did really good! I think I got above an 80 but I really don’t want to jinx myself…

Y/N: The professor said that he should have the exams graded by tonight so hopefully I can know by then!!

You decided to go to the library to kill some time before your next class. Maybe even do some work. Checking your phone again you saw another text from Yunho.

Yuyu: No need to jinx yourself baby, I know you did amazing! You ate that test up, paper and all 

You tried to stifle a giggle in the quiet space, you could tell that some people were looking at you a bit weird.

The hours ticked by as you kept checking your email to see if your professor had sent anything about the grades being posted, but nothing came up. Your last class of the day ended, allowing you to head to the bus station and go back to your apartment. You kept reloading your email, until finally, a new notification appeared. The message was from your astronomy professor with the subject line, “Exam Grades Posted.” You frantically navigated to your school’s dashboard to grades, scrolling down and clicking on your exam grade.

A surprised gasp escaped your lips as you looked at your grade. The shakiness of your hands made it hard to hold your phone. 

87.

This was the highest you have ever scored on an exam for this class. You could feel joyful tears running down your face, you quickly wiping them away to try not make it noticeable to the person sitting beside you on the bus that you were crying. 

You promptly sent a text to Yunho, sharing the good news.

Y/N: BABY!!

Yuyu: YES!!

Y/N: I MADE AN 87 HOLY SHIT I AM CRYING ON THE BUS RIGHT NOW OMG

Yuyu: OMG BABY THAT IS SO GOOD CONGRATULATIONS I KNEW YOU WOULD DO AMAZING!!

Yuyu: Wait, did you say you were crying on the bus?

Y/N: Yes 🥹

Yuyu: Aww my sweet baby…

Yuyu: Well I have a surprise for you, so hurry home okay 😙

A surprise? It was too soon for him to get you something for celebrating this grade, so you wondered what this could possibly be for.

Y/N: Aww baby, what is the surprise?

Yuyu: You will see 😙 Go to the bedroom when you get home, okay baby?

The bus screeched to a stop, you looked up from your phone and saw that it was your turn to get off. You thanked the driver and stepped off, speed walking to get home as soon as you could. What could the surprise be? You ran up to your floor and hastily unlocked the door.

“Yunho!” You called out. No answer. 

You dropped your bag to the ground and slipped off your shoes, practically sprinting to the bedroom. You opened the bedroom door, the smell of Yunho’s cologne wafting around you. The room was dark, with only a couple of LED candles flickering around softly lighting up the space. Sitting on the edge of the bed with his chest and torso bare, only his pants remaining. The LED candles casted shadows on his toned body. He smiled and got up from the bed to wrap his arms around you, engulfing you in a comforting hug.

“Surprise baby,” he said deeply.

You could feel your face heat up as you rested your head against Yunho’s chest. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his waist. You looked up at him and you saw him looking down at you with his big puppy eyes.

“What is this for, Yunho?”

He smiled, brushing your hair out of your face and gently grabbing your chin, tilting your head up.

“It’s for you, baby. You did so well on your exam, I want to give you your reward.”

He lowered his head to your lips and gently kissed you. Each kiss you shared grew deeper in passion. His hands tangled themselves in your hair, pushing you head closer to his. Your hands on his waist dug lightly into his soft skin.

“Yunho…” You whispered between kisses. 

He backed your bodies against the wall, his hands rested on your head so you didn’t bump it against the wall. He lifted his knee and pushed it between your legs, a gasp escaped your parted lips.

Yunho groaned at your reaction, he rubbed his hands on the curves of your body, lifting you by the waist. You wrapped your legs around his torso, pulling yourself closer to him, deepening the kiss. He moved his head to your neck where he began to nip at your skin.

“I want to make you feel good, baby,” He said against your neck, “Can I make you feel good?”

You nodded your head, desperate for his touch, “Y-yes Yunho…”

His lips curled into a smile against your neck as he held onto your body. His hands held onto your hips as he moved your bodies to the bed and gently placed you on the soft mattress. His long fingers played with the button on your pants, he slowly unzipped them and you wiggled the clothing off of your hips. Yunho smiled as you remained in your shirt and underwear, he hooked his finger around the fabric and slid them down your legs.

You blushed a deep red as you were fully exposed to your boyfriend. Yunho rubbed your thighs, drawing lines on your curves.

“So pretty,” He said softly.

He dipped his head down to your thighs and began to pepper butterfly kisses on your inner thigh, moving dangerously close to your pulsing heat. You flinched as you felt him gently blow cool air onto you.

He noticed your reaction and smiled, “Ah, my baby is so sensitive already and I haven’t done anything.” He suddenly licked a long, wet stripe down your folds causing you to shudder.

“Fuck! Yunho!” You gasp, covering your mouth with shaking hands.

You felt Yunho's tongue playing inside of your wet core. His puffy lips sucking and kissing your clit. The vibrations of his groaning shook through your core.

“So good, baby,” He groaned, “You taste so good…”

The wet and lewd sounds of him devouring your pussy resounded through your bedroom. The pleasure was so intense you could feel yourself coming close and overstimulated. You twisted your fingers in his dark hair, pushing him closer into you.

“Feel so good, Yuyu…” You said through gasps.

He smiled against you, “So glad…” 

His tongue flicked your clit which sent a wave of sparks through you.

“My baby deserves this…My smart baby…”

You could feel yourself reaching your high. His tongue was causing your mind to grow foggy, his words of praise sending you into a spiral. Your thighs were shuddering as you neared your climax.

“Yunho…” Your back arched as his hot tongue licked you before diving in again, “Fuck…I’m close…”

“Ah,” Yunho lifted his head up from your heat, gently rubbing two fingers along your quivering folds, “We can’t have that, we need baby’s reward to last as long as possible…”

You whined as he left your heat. Your body missing the contact, “Yunho…Please be nice.” You said with a pout.

Yunho smiled, he reached up to your face and pinched your cheeks, “Don’t worry baby, I’m not gonna leave you like this. I wanna try something, m’kay?”

Your eyebrow quirked up, curiosity covered your tone, “Try what?”

He grabbed your hips and effortlessly flipped the both of you over so you were sitting on his torso, his head rested on top of the pillows.

“Just listen to what I say? Alright? I know my smart baby can…” His hands rubbed up and down your hips. You nodded your head, you could feel your heat continue to pulse, looking for any form of contact from Yunho, waiting to be released.

“Good girl…” He looked up at you with a dark gaze, “Sit on my face, baby. You can do that, yeah?”

You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks. You have always wanted to try this, but were too anxious Yunho might turn down your idea. But now, with him underneath you, asking you to sit on his face, it was all so much.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Yunho…”

Yunho laughed, “It’s alright baby, you won’t hurt me. I will tap your leg three times if it's too much, but I know I won’t have to, alright? Now come here and sit your pretty pussy on me.”

With a bit of hesitancy, you moved your body over Yunho’s face, carefully lowering yourself onto him. His hands were placed gently on your hips, you could feel the pressure of his hands tighten on your hips as you hover over him. He smacked the outside of your thigh causing you to slightly flinch.

“I said sit, not hover, baby.” He pushed your hips down forcefully and your pussy rested on his face. You shuddered as you felt him breath into you deeply, as if your core was his only source of oxygen. His tongue and lips went back to work, sucking and licking your pussy like an animal. You bucked your hips, riding the sensation, his nose nudging you clit. 

“Fuck, Yunho…” You covered your face, feeling tears of pleasure prickling your eyes.

You felt Yunho’s teeth graze the inside of your thigh, gently biting your soft skin, “Yah, don’t hide your beautiful face from me, look at me when I make you come undone.”

You uncovered your face, revealing your fucked out expression. Sweat was sparkling your skin, tears glistened your eyes, a deep pink high lighted your cheeks. You looked down at Yunho with heavy lidded eyes to see his eyes wide with surprise. 

“My baby is so close, I can tell…” His tongue and lips continued to work their magic on your pussy. You whimpered and moaned his name as your hips bucked faster on Yunho’s face reaching to your point of climax.

“Soon…Fuck…” You panted, warning Yunho of your release. 

You felt Yunho's hands caressing your hips, rubbing them gently.

“Don't be afraid baby, you can come, I want to taste every bit of you,” He said beneath you, his voice sending vibrations through your wet heat. 

You could feel yourself coming undone, your thighs shook as you released yourself onto Yunho. Your body quivered as he used his long tongue to lick up your essence.

“So yummy baby…” He said softly.

You stayed sat on top of Yunho, slowly stopping your bucking hips. Your body felt heavy with exhaustion as you used your last ounce of energy to roll off of Yunho and flop onto the bed beside him.

Yunho smiled and leaned over to give you a kiss on your cheek, “You did so good baby!”

He squished your cheeks, “Did my baby like her surprise?”

You collected your breathing and smiled up at Yunho.

“I loved it,” you said between hitched breaths.

“I'm glad,” he wrapped his arms around you and held you close to his chest, “You studied and worked so hard for your exam this is the least I could do to reward you for such an amazing grade.”

The two of you laid together for a minute. With your head against Yunho’s chest you could feel his faint heartbeat thumping. The sudden sound of a text notification broke the silence between you two. Yunho reached over to your shared end table and grabbed his phone, he checked it and shot up.

“Ah! Food is here!” He said as he got up from the bed and threw a shirt on.

You looked at him confused, “Why is food here?” You got up from the bed and threw on some clean underwear and pajama shorts.

“I ordered some before you came here! I got your favorite! I thought you might be hungry after your surprise.” He showed his phone screen and the DoorDash notification showed a picture of a to-go order from your favorite restaurant at your front door.

Your heart swelled, Yunho knew you so well, probably better than you knew yourself. You stood on your tip toes and stole a kiss from him.

“If you keep acting like such a doting boyfriend I might have to give you a reward of your own,” your hands mischievously ran down to his ass and you gave him a firm squeeze. Yunho jumped at the contact and his face grew flushed. 

“YAH! Y/N!” 

You giggled and ran out of the bedroom, “Come on! Let's get the food before it gets cold!”

vampire!maki, the younger brother. who’s the one you first meet at a nightclub, pulls you into his lap and offers a sip from his own glass while promising he won’t bite when you’re a bit reluctant… he is cute though, so you stay the the whole night until you can’t handle the liquor he ends up pouring into your mouth.

vampire!maki, who was close to ripping out his undead heart from nerves when he told you what he really was after a couple of hang outs together, almost shedding tears of blood when you shrugged it off saying you already knew. he was too cold, too pale to even pass as human, and he wasn’t slick with the way he’d sniff so intently at your neck.

vampire!maki, who lives a wild, more glamorously loud life compared to his brother who is still always in the same function but sitting silently at the other end of the couch, eyeing people over the dark colored glass stuck to his purplish lips.

vampire!maki, who’s more loud with his infatuation; showing you off and constantly yapping to his friends about you, getting you the most random gifts at horrible times of the dead night, making out with you whenever and whenever the carnal hunger overtakes his other senses.

vampire!maki, who takes you out in the most unconventional places for just a fun night, but still makes it so thrilling by showing how he basically lives his lifestyle as a vampire (a butcher shop, or in an abandoned church, or in a snowy cemetery).

vampire!maki, who makes feeding more of a playful mess full of eroticism, he can’t help it. your blood smells so good, taste even better on his pierced tongue, has to share it with you in a fit of giggles while he pushes your own thick crimson blood into your own mouth in a messy, heated kisses.

vampire!james, the older brother. who keeps his eye on you since the moment in the nightclub.. until the time is right, meeting you in the kitchen of his one late night when you both grab a drink. catches your eye with his sunken, tired gaze and sharp pierced eyebrows, that one bandaid always placed on the sharp edge of his cheekbone, he ruffles his blond hair that reminds you so much of your other lover… his brother.

vampire!james, who stalks how you move in the dance floor with maki with another person already attached to his own hip, accidentally piercing his bottom lip when he sees you take maki’s large glasses off his face and slide them on as maki’s hands pull your hips closer towards his own.

vampire!james, who’s infatuation is more alluring with his mysterious yet flirty approach, quietly looming and smiling only when you’re both enclosed in an intimate space. he doesn’t care to show his retracted canines, or the blood staining his teeth and lips when he pulls away from his favorite drink.

vampire!james, who’s says he wants to show you something, grabs you by the hand and takes you to the most breathtaking places just to watch your enthusiasm with a glint of endearment in his darkened eyes (the rooftop of a cathedral, libraries after closing or opera theatres).

vampire!james, who always makes sure he’s leading his meal out the nightclub before the night ends.. but hasn’t feed every since he met you because he’s the type to starve himself just so he can have the full natural taste of your blood ever since he smelled it up close.

vampire!james, who makes feeding more of a sacred ritual, planting gentle slow kisses and littering them with light grazes of his canines as he gently but firmly grips your hair to crane your neck for his sharp teeth. licks over the wound with such reverent and kisses you deeply, uttering soft phrases of his gratitude.

— nsfw below!! ꜜ ꜜ

vampire!maki, who because has ventured long enough in the world to not give a fuck about unwritten human society rules, would take you anywhere and everywhere and let people join in (only if you want to) but god forbid somebody asks for a tiny taste of your neck. “oh? i heard your heart beat faster.. what? you getting excited about him joining, human?”

vampire!james, who dislikes just even the idea of sharing you, very possessive and always devoured you whole until you’re left only remembered the feeling of him deep inside you or the gentle whispers he left in your burned red ears as he nips gently. “can’t believe he would share this delicacy. you’re mine when you’re with me, you got that?”

vampire!maki, who loves when you flinch at the initial touch of his cold fingertips against your warm sex, giggling between words: “oh you poor doll. already trembling for me? all i did was touch her..” unlike his brother..

vampire!james, who instead sucks the shocked gasp from your parted lips and murmurs gently in your mouth, “shhh, my love. i promise i’ll warm up to you soon, share your warmth with me.”

vampire!maki, who’s favorite position is between your thighs. best place to feed right on your femoral vein, watching your panties get soaked right in front of his hazy reddened eyes the more he sucks and the more you pull straight on the roots of his bright blond hair. caught in the dilemma of what do to first: eating you out or actually feed. “god, please let me eat you a bit more.”

vampire!james, who’s favorite position is folding you in his arms, mating press. sharp nose pressed against your scm muscle, sinking underneath skin right when your soft walls grow tight enough and hands grip hard enough on his blond spiky hair to bring him over the edge. almost tears through his burgundy silk sheets with how bad his grip gets and his restraint loosens. “you’re perfect, my darling. take all of me.”

vampire!maki, who loves when you bite him back and giggles and moans loudly as you bite around his pecs and by his hips. absolute freak that loves to smother your blood all over his face because those burgundy stained glasses are for james, he drinks unconventionally.

vampire!james, who essentially growls and smiles when you nip down on his finger knuckles after he pressed them into your mouth. psychological play.. pricks his fingertip with his own fang and lets you suck out your own blood that’s running in his body through his fingertip.

vampire brothers!maki and james, who love you and your body like that exact moment would be the last night ever in your life and utters through your mind in such a deep, lovely tone, “my brother could never love you like this. exactly how i’m loving you right now.”