#nct vampire

“Are you sure that this is a good idea?” You say with uncertainty, struggling to readjust the straps of the white swan wings that cling uncomfortably to your shoulders as you stare up at the decorated halloween mansion in sight. 

Carved pumpkins scattered amongst the front lawn, fake cobwebs and spiders wrapped around hedges and potted plants, fancy lights of dark purples and oranges illuminating the windows and the cracked cemented path that leads up to a wooden door that’s splattered with fake blood, the words ‘ENTER IF YOU DARE’ written in smudged black paint. You’re thoroughly impressed with the decor, but it does nothing to hide your hesitancy in entering this unknown house.

“The website said; ‘all are welcome’… This is a great idea!!” Ningning grins with excitement, adjusting her own black swan wings, her outfit perfectly matching yours despite having opposite colours. “Chenle sent me the link and you know how trustworthy he is”

Your face twists, “That’s questionable”

Ningning’s shoulders sag slightly, “You’re right… But he’s the only person we know that can get us into places like these, and I refuse to let us go to some shitty low quality halloween party again when we have the perfect opportunity right here! This is the real deal”

You hate how right she is. Not only is your shared friend Chenle remarkable at getting you both into some serious events, to which you’re unsure of how he’s even able to even do in the first place, but the last halloween party you had both attended was a complete disaster that ended with pathetic drunken fights and police turning up to shut the party down for people causing too much chaos.

You couldn’t blame Ningning for wanting one good night, especially on her (and yours) favourite night of the year. Halloween. As an icon once said: Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. It was a tradition that you both went by, digging out your savings to buy the sluttiest outfit you could find, matching ones to be exact.

Last year you went as slutty cops and robbers and the year after that it was slutty Ghostface and Michael Myers. But this year you went as white swan and black swan, sticking to your slutty theme of short dresses and showing as much skin as possible. You, admittedly, loved the tradition.

“Okay, fine, whatever” You give in a little too easily for your liking, swayed by the puppy dog eyes she’s giving you. “I’m sure I can hear the tequila shots calling out our names”

“I love you!!” Ningning squeals, smooching your cheek loudly before clasping your hand in hers to drag you up the pathway, heels scraping against the concrete.  

You’re far more impressed by the interior of the house when you step inside: another fake set of cobwebs hanging from the ceiling, fake blood splattered up the walls that you’re positive would be a pain to get off of the white paint, caution tapes stuck to doors and smoke machines hiding in every corner of the room that creates a misty atmosphere. You almost want to go around and find the person that had managed to make the perfect halloween party, but with the amount of people that overcrowd this house, you’re positive you won’t be able to even find them. 

Although being absolutely astonished by the decorations, the hairs couldn’t help but stand at the back of your neck and shiver runs down your spine when you see what’s written on the opposite side of the front door. ‘NO ONE LEAVES’. It has you feeling a little unsettled, but you know that’s the whole purpose. It’s Halloween after all. 

“BOO!” A voice screams loudly in your ear above the bass of the music that thumps from the speakers, fingers digging harshly in your ribs to catch your attention. You and Ningning jump in shock, your grip on her hand tightening as you both whiz around to find the suspect and you face Chenle who is dressed head to toe in his The Nun costume you knew he was making, fake yellowy green contacts staring at you both in amusement, screeching a laugh throw fake bloodied teeth. “Oh my god, I got you both so good—”

“You’re a dick” You grumble, but the anger washes away almost in an instant when you finally get a good look at his costume, even taking a step back to get a full view and you hum, “Impressive. Another ten out of ten this year”

“What else did you expect from me?” Chenle teases, doing a little twirl in his spot before his arm curls around Ningning’s waist to pull her close to his side. His fake rubber pointed nose nudges against Ningning’s tiara and she whines, immediately putting it back into place. “Looking slutty as always, black swan”

“And what else did you expect from me?” Ningning repeats his words and Chenle smiles proudly, pressing a slobbery kiss to her cheek before leading you both out of the foyer and towards a door that has bats dangling from the doorframe, but once you walk through the opening, you realise you’re in the kitchen. 

Endless amount of red coloured punch bowls fill the dining table, ice cubed hands floating above the concoction, but what throws you off the most is the empty blood bags that hang off the bowls, the spouts dipping into the drink to insinuate that the alcohol is ‘made’ out of blood. Creepy, but creative. You’re impressed yet again. 

As Chenle fixes the three of you a drink, you take it upon yourself to nosely search through the pantry, on the hunt for something more of your taste. But weirdly, and much to your dismay, everything is completely bare. There’s no other beverage in sight, or food for that matter. You find it strange even though you try to convince yourself that this was supposed to be a part of their ‘Halloween Party Plans’... you still find it odd. 

“So, which one of your rich, geeky friends owns this place?” Ningning asks the question that's resting on the tip of your tongue and you turn just in time for Chenle to hand you a drink. You take it out of his hands to nurse it in your own, staring at the liquid that stains the plastic cup. 

“None of them” Chenle passes Ningning her drink next. “Belongs to a friend of a friend. He told Kun to invite as many people as possible because this is apparently his last night in town… wants to make it a night he never forgets or something like that”

“That’s not suspicious at all” You chuckle softly, trying to make a joke out of a strange situation. “How does Kun even know this person?”

“I have no idea” Chenle shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, not seeming to care about the host as he raises his cup high. “Anyway! Cheers losers!”

“Cheers!” Ningning says with enthusiasm, knocking her cup against yours and Chenle’s before downing her drink. You say your cheers with a little less enthusiasm, bringing the beverage to your lips to take a sip and you’re instantly confused at the thick consistency that slides down the back of your throat, the taste of copper overwhelming your tastebuds. 

You grimace, coughing and rubbing your neck as you struggle to swallow the punch. Chenle and Ningning seem to have the same problem as they stare at their drinks quizzically and you take this opportunity to put the cup down, refusing to drink anymore and possibly choke to death. Although it would be fitting for Halloween, dying wasn’t exactly on your list of things to do tonight. 

You’re surprised when you see Ningning and Chenle both shrug at each other before chugging down the remains of the drink, although you shouldn’t be too surprised when you know what they’re like. As long as it gets them drunk, they’ll drink anything. 

“Definitely needs more vodka” Ninging confesses, handing her cup over to Chenle who happily refills it even though he nods his head at the suggestion. 

“He’s trying to keep it as real as possible, which is why you probably can’t taste the vodka” A voice speaks up from behind and you slightly turn to see who was talking. You’re met with a black haired male who seems a little bit older than the three of you, dressed in a white silk shirt and black pants with a black cloak hanging off his shoulders, red eyeshadow blended underneath his eyes and lips shaded the same colour. 

“Kun!” Chenle greets happily, handing the drink over to Ningning before slipping through you both to throw an arm over his broad shoulders. “Guys, you remember Kun right?”

“Briefly” Ningning eyes him suspiciously even though a smile sneaks its way onto her lips. “You’re the guy that picked up Chenle from the bar we was at last weekend”

“That’s me” Kun chuckles softly, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. “I’m surprised you even remember that night seeming as you were too drunk to walk to your taxi”

Ningning shrugs her shoulders, “I surprise myself sometimes”

“Aren’t you a little old to know Chenle?” You poke, arms coming up to cross over your chest as you stare at him questioningly. Chenle shoots a blank look your way, clearly unimpressed with your choice of words but all Kun does is chuckle again.

“I am. But I’ve known Chenle for quite a while… His brother and my grandfather are a part of the same company” Kun explains to you without even batting an eyelid, clamping his hand down on Chenle’s shoulder as he grins. “We’re good friends, possible upcoming CEOs—”

Ningning immediately throws up her hand to silence him, “We don’t need to hear about how rich you both are”

“Noted” Kun smiles, eyes flickering around the kitchen before they settle on Chenle. “Have you met Yangyang yet?”

“Yangyang?”

“The host. The owner of this house. He’s lurking around here somewhere… making sure everyone is having a good time” Kun’s voice trails off slightly, his eyes beginning to wander around again. Your brows furrow at that, watching him suspiciously as his face lights up, gently tugging Chenle in a certain direction out of the kitchen that has you and Ningning following closely behind. “That’s Yangyang. He’s the one that arranged this entire party”

Your eyes dart towards the person in question, seeing a blonde haired man dressed all in black with a drink in hand and a girl dressed in a nurse costume in the other, his hand resting dangerously low on her hip. The dark circles under his eyes and the pointed fangs that peek through his lips when he smiles lets you know that he’s dressed up as a vampire tonight, similar to Kun, but minus the cloak. 

You’re somewhat impressed with knowing that this is the guy that owns this incredible mansion as he seems a little young. It makes you wonder what type of person he is or what job he has to even afford a place like this, you come to a conclusion that maybe he’s in the same wealthy group as Chenle and Kun, or maybe he’s just using his parents money. 

Yangyang takes one look at the crowds that fill his humble abode before turning to the nurse hanging off his arm, dipping his head low to make eye contact with the girl as he whispers something which makes her nod slowly, allowing him to wrap his arm securely around her waist as he leads them both up the spiral staircase. 

“He wasn’t lying when he said he wants to make it a night he won’t forget” Ningning jokes and you snort, finding her comment far too funny. Chenle smiles too but Kun’s lips form in a straight line, his facial expression blank to make you unable to figure out exactly how he’s feeling which you find strange, but you don’t question it further as Ningning slips her hand in yours, dragging you through the mass of sweaty bodies to find a perfect place to dance.

Chenle tugs Kun along despite his attempts at trying to rip his wrist away from his grip, not wanting to join in on the fun but he resists after a while, allowing Chenle to sway his body back and forth as Ningning does with yours, keeping you as close to her as possible as you both happily lose yourself in the music.

“Where are you going?” Ningning shouts over the music after a few hours of dancing, lips forming into a pout as she tries to tug you back into her embrace, wanting to continue to dance with you but you shake your head, claiming how desperate you are to go relieve yourself in the bathroom. Ningning offers to come with you, wanting to stick by your side but Chenle’s already swooping in to steal her away, screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs as he spins her around.

Due to Ningning being distracted, you take this opportunity to leave, muttering small apologies as you push through the crowd of people, heading up the staircase to locate the nearest bathroom, pausing in your steps every so often to stare at the portraits on the wall, admiring the unusual art of half naked bodies sprawled in different ways with a shadowed figure hovering over them, blood splattered and pouring from open wounds.

This really is the best decorated Halloween house you’ve been to. 

You’re almost out of breath as you trek up the, what seems to be, endless amount of stairs before you reach the top floor, eyeing the multiple doors to try and figure out which one could possibly lead to the bathroom and you head towards the closest one, twisting the doorknob in your grasp and pushing open the wooden door, immediately met by darkness. 

You quietly curse to yourself, stepping further into the room as you blindly reach out for the light switch, flicking the little button just as the door closes behind you, illuminating the room and granting you the access to see, but your eyes widen when you realise that this is not a bathroom… and you’re not alone in the room. 

Yangyang, you remember his name, has the nurse pushed up against the wall of the bedroom, head buried in the crevice of her neck with his hand gripping tufts of her hair, pulling so hard you’re afraid he is going to snap her neck. She remains still, blank eyes staring directly into yours, mouth slightly ajar as if she’s taking short gasps of air, trying to find her breath, but that’s not what concerns you. 

It’s the blood that’s pouring down her white nurses' outfit and dripping to the floor that does, pooling at both of their feet and creating a puddle for them to stand in. A part of you believes that this must be some sort of ‘vampire act’, that maybe he was hoping someone would walk in and capture this happening for the effect. But this seemed too realistic to you, especially with how the disgusting sounds of his mouth slurping ravishingly at her neck with low, pleasant hums. It makes you stumble back in surprise. 

Hearing the heels scrape against the floor, Yangyang retracts his head from the girl’s neck, slowly turning to look over his shoulder at you, eyes completely blacked out and you struggle to remember if he wore contacts prior to this, but your thoughts are answered when you see dark red veins slithering unhuman-like beneath his eyes as his iris turns brown and the sclera dissolves into a normal white, the black disappearing. 

Neat trick, you want to say, but the words never come, not when you’re so conflicted with what you’re seeing in front of you.

“Well… you’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?” Yangyang speaks first, the boyish grin that slips onto his face fails to ease the nerves that bubble in your stomach, all too focused on the blood that stains his lips and drips from the corner of his mouth as he fully removes himself from the girl, her body thumping to the floor almost a little too lifeless for it to be apart of the ‘vampire act’ you had in mind.

Your attention darts down to her chest, praying that you’d see any type of movement that indicates she’s breathing or that she’ll hopefully raise her hand and give you the thumbs up to tell you all is well. But she doesn’t, and your blood immediately runs cold as you take a cautious step back, your hand flying behind you to try and find the handle of the door.

Yangyang snorts in amusement, shaking his head as he steps over her body. “The door locks from the outside, little swan… Unless, that is, you have a key”

The way he dips his bloody hand beneath the collar of his shirt to pull out a silver chain necklace with a key attached to it is almost taunting, and instead of the fear, it’s anger that rises inside of you as he begins to sway it back and forth, daring you to come closer and take it from his hands. 

“Enough with this fake act” You find your voice, even though you don’t believe your words so much anymore. You glance down at the body once again before meeting his eyes that are filled with excitement. “You win best Halloween costume of the year… happy?”

“Fake act?” He repeats with a laugh, tucking the necklace back into the collar of his shirt. “I wasn’t aware I was putting on a show”

You swallow thickly, “I think you’re taking your party and your costume too seriously—”

“Why don’t you come closer and find out how fake this costume truly is?” The change in his tone and facial expression is enough to have you spin around and try the door handle again, jiggling it with force in hopes that it would miraculously open without the need of a key. You hear him laugh at your failed attempts, not realising how close he is until you feel his chest press up against your back, moving your white swan wings out of the way so he could connect his mouth to your shoulder in a wet kiss. 

“Don’t touch me!” You spit, shoving him back with as much strength you can muster. Yangyang doesn’t move far, much to your dismay, maybe a few steps back but it was enough to create some distance between the two of you. Your hand reaches up to your shoulder, frantically wiping away the blood off of your skin with a grimace. 

“I was only kissing you” Yangyang fake pouts, reaching to stroke the white swan feathers in your hair but you whack him away once again and he grins widely, tilting his head to the side as he looks at you. “Are you afraid of me, little swan?”

“No”

His grin falters slightly, face hardening. “I don’t like liars”

“Give me the key” You ignore his words, opening out the palm of your hand towards him as if he’d straight up give you the key.  You’re hoping he would. “I’ll scream if you don’t”

His brow twitches upwards, “Nobody will hear you up here”

“My friends know I left” You try again. “My friends know I left and they will come looking for me if I—”

“No they won’t” Yangyang braces his hands on either side of your head, resting against the door as he leans closer to your face. Your eyes dart down to the dried up blood around his mouth before looking back up to his eyes, trying to ignore the smell of copper that emits from his breath. “They’re already stuck”

Your heart drops as you repeat with a whisper, “Stuck?”

Yangyang hums with a nod, hand coming down to rest on the side of your neck, thumb rubbing against your jugular, putting a slight pressure that has your heart rate picking up. “No one leaves… not even you”

“Wh—”

Your words die in the back of your throat as Yangyang lurches forward, sharp teeth piercing the skin of your neck and a silent scream rips from your lips, trying your hardest to rip this animal away from you and free yourself from the pain that spreads around your neck and chest, feeling a burn surge through your veins. Your fingers pry at his shirt with voiceless pleases, head whirling at the sounds of him ripping into flesh, vision going blurry to the point you struggle to make out the details of the bedroom. 

Yangyang retracts his mouth away from your neck suddenly and your body slumps forward, too dizzy to stand straight and he captures you with ease, letting you fall slack against his chest. Your neck feels numb, but you can still sense the blood pooling out of the wound, ruining your costume of the night. 

His hand caresses the top of your head as he walks backwards from the door, leading you both to what seems to be a bed as you’re laid down against something cushiony and soft. He climbs above you, knees resting on each side of your hips and you manage to faintly make out his face through blurred vision, tears springing in your eyes at the blood that drips down his chin. Your blood. 

“You taste absolutely divine, little swan…” Yangyang compliments. “I almost don’t want to kill you”

“Please” You pathetically whisper. “Please, let me go—don’t kill me”

“But where’s the fun in that?” Yangyang chuckles, fingers dancing across your shoulders and over your wound, making you flinch at the tenderness. Something flickers in Yangyang’s eyes as they meet yours, “Do you want to have fun with me?”

“I—”

“I can make everything go away” Yangyang says to you lowly, licking at his lips and sighing in content as he swallows the blood from his mouth. “I can make you feel good too… I can make you feel good while I’m feeding off of you, doesn’t that sound better?”

“I don’t want to die” You splutter out through tears. “Please, I don’t want to die”

“You won’t die, little swan” His voice is soft, but you know deep down that he’s lying. You’re going to die tonight. There was no way you were getting out of this alive. As if he could hear your inner thoughts, Yangyang sighs softly as he brings his wrists up to his lips, pricking the skin with the edge of his fang before forcefully shoving his arm against your lips, the blood from his wrist dripping into your mouth and on your tongue. 

You try to fight back immediately, stiff limbs trying to push him away but it was no use, not when his blood was sliding down the back of your throat. You gag instantly, the taste making your face twist and turn in disgust to which Yangyang laughs at, dropping his wrist from your lips to lean over you again, eyes watching you intently.

You’re shocked at how your body suddenly seems lighter, the slight tinge of pain in your neck disappearing into almost nothing and how your vision clears up, now being fully able to see the man that’s hovering above you clearly. Your hand shakily comes up to touch your wound and you bring your hand back to inspect, surprised to see the dried blood on your fingertips. You stopped bleeding?

“What did you do?” Your question with a whisper.

Yangyang grins at this, tilting his head to the side once again. “I told you, little swan. I can make everything go away”

Incredible, you think. You slightly wonder what else he can do but you mentally slap yourself for thinking that way, not wanting to succumb into his wants and needs. He’s going to kill you. You blink as the thought repeats in your head. He’s going to kill you. There is no way out of this. You’re going to die.

“Let’s have fun” He insists, caressing your cheek softly. “It won’t hurt anymore… It’ll feel good, I promise”

“I don’t believe you” You admit, swallowing thickly. “You’re a… you’re…” You can’t bring yourself to say the word and you shake your head. “It’ll hurt”

“Does this hurt?” Yangyang asks you, taking your hand in his own hand and bringing it up to his lips, opening his mouth wide to show off his precise fangs before sinking them into your palm. You wince instantly, awaiting for the pain to come but there’s nothing, absolutely nothing. You can feel him drinking from your wound, how his tongue laps over the holes he’s created in your skin, but you don’t feel the pain you once did when he bit into your neck. 

You watch mesmerised as he drinks from you, those dark red veins appearing under his eyes again, slithering around beneath his skin as the black pools into his eyes, completely overtaking any other colour present and you feel yourself relax into the pillows, head becoming a little too fuzzy and lightheaded, but there was no pain. The pain was gone. It felt… good. Almost too good. 

A light gasp leaves your lips as you feel Yangyang’s lower half rut against your stomach during this, harsh thrusts making the bed squeak beneath your bodies, the air knocking out of your lungs. You struggle to form a sentence as Yangyang drops your hand from his mouth, letting your arm flop to the sheets motionlessly as his fingers roam over your white dress, fingers digging into the fabric before ripping the material apart with ease.

He isn’t gentle as he pulls the ruined dress from your body and the broken swan wings from your shoulders, his mouth dropping to your breast and sinking his teeth into the flesh with a guttural moan, brows furrowing at the blood that rushes down the back of his throat. You hiss at the slight sting you feel, but it morphs into something a lot more pleasurable and bearable which makes you let our airy moans of satisfaction.

It makes you sick at how much you're enjoying being ravished by a monster, how your mind overcrowds with lust and want, something you know you shouldn't be experiencing. You should be screaming, you should be pleading for him to spare you and to let you go, to fight back with a much strength as you can must, but you can't.

His teeth retract from your breast with droplets of blood rolling down his chin, dark eyes staring at you through his blond strands of hair that hang in front of his face, lips curling into a smirk that sends a wave of fear and lust through your body, goosebumps rising to your skin.

“You’re doing so good for me, little swan” Yangyang praises, tongue swiping over the wound he’s made on your breast and teasing over your nipple. You gasp, back immediately arching into his touch. Yangyang chuckles, “Are you enjoying this?”

Your voice wavers, “No”

“Liar” Yangyang snorts, head dipping down to leave wet bloody kisses down your stomach, nipping gently at the skin before breaking the surface at your navel. A whisper of his name leaves your lips involuntarily and you swear you can feel him smirk against you, hands caressing your body as he slurps hungrily and the bulge in his pants grows against your leg, desperate to be let free and touched as he ruts.

He travels further down your body, fingers hooking beneath the waistband of your panties before being torn apart, the flimsy material being carelessly thrown to the side. You’re now completely bare to him and you shiver at the cold air that hits your skin, hands splayed across the bed sheets, tugging the blanket in hopes to cover yourself but the low growl that comes from Yangyang has you dropping it instantly.

Although, when you feel his fangs graze over your mound, you shriek with a frantic shake of your head, hands flying down to his hair and gripping the roots, trying to yank him away from you but Yangyang remains still, only raising his gaze to look at you quizzically.

“No” Your voice is stern. “No, not there. Please”

“It won’t hurt” He tries to tell you but you refuse to listen, shaking your head once again and you hear the deep sigh that leaves his lips. You calm down for a brief second before you see him crane his head to the side, now choosing to sink his teeth into your inner thigh instead. You mewl at the feeling, legs snapping together and closing Yangyang in between your thighs to which he laughs at, holding your thighs with an iron grip to keep himself locked in as he feeds from you.

You grunt, tears pricking your eyes at the weird sensation of his fangs tearing through skin, slurping and lapping up the blood that’s now mixing in with your arousal that leaks from your pussy. Whether you’d like to admit it or not, you yearn to be touched by him, to make the ache between your legs disappear.

But instead, it’s his weight that disappears off of you and you stretch your neck to see what was going on, your heart thumping wildly in your chest at the sight of Yangyang unbuttoning his shirt and unbuckling his pants in inhuman speed, revealing his toned body to you. Although, your eyes zone in on the key that dangles from his necklace, just a small reach away.

“Don’t even think about it” His voice grumbles and his weight returns over your body, slotting himself between your legs that he rests upon his shoulders, bending you in a way that has your body burning and you whine at the uncomfortable feeling, trying to move yourself in a comfortable position but Yangyang’s already burying himself back into the crevice of your neck, biting down on the opposite side as his cock slides into you roughly, not giving you time to adjust to his size.

Gasps and moans combine with his low grunts and pleased hums, hips feverishly snapping against your own, his cock hitting all the right places at once which has you seeing stars in your eyes. Yangyang’s ruthless as he drinks from your neck, tongue hot on your skin as his cock plunges in and out of the warmth of your walls.

“You are unbelievable, little swan” Yangyang groans between slurps, pulling back slightly to stare into your eyes that flutter with each harsh thrust. The cocky smile returns to his lips, “Feels good?”

You weakly nod, tears streaming down your face. “Yes”

“I like it when you tell the truth” Yangyang hums, pressing his hips further into yours to hit even deeper, chuckling at the way you moan loudly for him. His fast strokes have your head spinning and lolling to the side, drool seeping from your lips and onto the pillow, mixing in with the mess of your blood.

The knot in your stomach tightens with each sharp movement of his hips, nearing you towards your climax as he pounds into you, fingers fisting the hair on your head and tugging your neck to the side awkwardly to dive back into the wound, tongue lapping and sucking up the blood. It’s enough to have your orgasm hit you intensely.

Your legs tremble on his shoulders, pussy convulsing around his cock as you cum, unable to control the sounds that leave your lips as a moan rips from the back of your throat, back arching off of the bed.

Yangyang’s rhythm falters at the tightness of your pussy, jaw locking around your neck with a grunt as his dick pulsates, hot cum spurting around your walls, choking out a deep groan that rumbles in his chest as he empties inside of you.

You both lay still for a moment, the nerves returning in your belly as you await your pending doom, wondering if Yangyang would be kind enough to let you go after everything that happened. He’s still drinking from you and the pain from earlier slowly emerges, the effect his blood had on your moments prior no longer keeping you safe from the pain and discomfort. You fidget beneath him, legs dropping limply from his shoulders as you whine at the sting, it’s enough for him to remove himself from you.

“Thank you for making this a night I won't forget, little swan” Yangyang whispers to you in your ear before climbing off of you, reaching down to grab his pants from the floor to dig his hand into the pocket, pulling out a silver pocket watch that reads midnight. “Looks like fun for everyone else is just beginning… Can you hear them, little swan?”

The music cuts off abruptly and a familiar scream echoes throughout the mansion, followed by others that make your body tense up. “W-wait—”

“Shhh…” He coos at you as he crawls back above your body, licking at his lips that are smudged with your blood, droplets dribbling down his chin. Yangyang cups your face in his hands, the gesture almost seeming sweet if it wasn’t for the tight grip and the slight sting of his blunt nails digging into your skull.

The sounds of the screams outside of the door makes you feel utterly sick, trying your best not to imagine what’s happening but the smirk that Yangyang gives proves that it’s nothing but good, it’s evil. A sob blubbers past your lips, tears streaming down your cheeks and Yangyang hums softly as his thumbs brush your tears away a little forcefully.

“It’s okay… It’s going to be all over soon, my little swan” His fake reassurances do nothing to calm down your nerves, already seeing through his pathetic little lies. You wish you could move to throw him off of your body but with your weakened limbs and his unbelievable strength, you know you wouldn't be able to do anything of the sort.

Yangyang dips his head down to hover over yours, his lips pushing against your own in the form of a kiss that you didn’t reciprocate, yet the metallic taste of blood sits on the tip of your tongue and the nausea hits you, throat tightening with the urge to throw up. Yangyang creates a slight distance between you, still feeling his breath fan across your face and his eyes bore into yours. The grip he has on your head becomes too much to handle and a pained squeak leaves your lips, your hands slowly coming up to wrap around his wrists but it's far too late.

A loud pop rings through your ears as he forcefully twists your head to the side, darkness immediately overcrowding your vision, dipping you into complete nothingness.

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“Come on y/n,” Karina said grabbing your hands sightly squeezing.

“I don't know, I don't think I'm ready to meet new people.” You said, eyes staring at the floor beneath you both.

“You won't have to meet new people, well you will, but it's not real! It's just pretending and if you don't like it we can leave. I think it will be fun, plus I know how much you love drinking.” She said letting go of your arm and sitting back into her seat across from you.

It really couldn't hurt having a night out, getting drunk, and forgetting. It's just the idea of a Host Club that you can't get over. You had always heard about them but they seemed so wild, you didn't know if you could handle being in a position like that. I mean, having attractive guys flirt with you and getting unlimited drinks sounded amazing but were you ready to start moving on?

“You don't have to decide right now, I just think it would be fun to go together. Plus when you were with Kun you never really got to experience things that this. Your young and hot, come on now you only live once.” She said fixing her posture and picking up her coffee cup eyes still waiting for you to show some sort of reaction. “Okay if you do decide to come with me, no pressure, I’ll pay for your hour and buy you a new outfit.”

This caught your attention.

“Okay well, now I can't turn it down if it's free.” You said finally looking up to see her glaring at you with her eyebrows raised.

“ I didn't think that would work but deal, I was thinking we could go tomorrow night. Since it'll be Friday I think all the hosts should be there so you’ll have a better selection.” She said pulling out her phone to check the time. “We still have a good two hours before most of the stores close, wanna find something now?” She said picking up her purse and stuffing her phone inside.

“Yeah sure” You both picked up all your things and left the coffee shop, following her down the strip of stores, Karina was loaded with money after selling her business so she always loved spoiling you.

After shopping till the stores were about to close you ended up finding a short deep red dress with a lace-up back that look a little too good to be on the cheaper side. However, Karina did convince you to get the Prada satin heels that were more than your rent. While shopping she explained the basics of what the host clubs involved and her past experiences.

She explained how the hosts pay more attention to the rich women hoping they spend more on their following visits so looking expensive was important. Which sounded shallow but it was their job to bring in money.

“My host is Taeyong, you'll meet him tomorrow. He’s so handsome and charming and he writes music. He's so sweet but he has such a devilish look to him. I think there’s something between us, he texts me and always asks me to come back and see him. You could always pick him, but sometimes it is nice to have someone give you their full attention. Plus there are 9 of them so you'll have tons of options. They are all so different it's really funny to see them interact.”

She goes on describing her first time and the setting and the people there, you can tell she likes Taeyong and it worries you a little bit.

“Okay well! See you tomorrow! I’m excited, I'll pick you up at 7!” You both walk your separate ways and head home.

Tucking yourself into bed you can help but worry, are you even ready to start going out again? It’s just, that this is completely different than a club or a bar, paying for somebody’s company just sounds so desperate. But I guess you can’t hate it until you try it. Rolling over onto your side you finally start to fall asleep.

Since it was a Friday you had the day off, so naturally, you slept in. There were a couple of hours until you and Karina would help out so most of your day was spent lounging. When 6 came around you started to get ready. Curling your hair, putting on makeup, wearing your favorite jewelry. You hadn’t dressed up like this in a while, it’s not that you couldn’t, Kun just wanted to keep you to himself so going out dressed up always ended in him starting an argument.

Seven rolled around and Karina pulled up to your apartment. You both look gorgeous and expensive. When you arrived the nerves started to kick in, you didn’t know what to expect it was such a strange concept but you carried on and tried to shove the anxiety down.

When you both walked in it felt like you were instantly on a different planet. The dim but beautiful lighting, the dark elegant walls, and decorations. It was quite feminine with laced trims on the curtains and couch cushions. It looks like something out of a movie. A voice pulled you back out of your thoughts,

“Please follow me this way” the tall man spoke to you and Karina. She must check in with him while you were admiring the scene.

“Miss Karina please have a seat here, Taeyong will be out to greet you shortly. Any specific drinks for tonight?”

Karina sat, setting her bag down next to her a nicely dressed man came handed her a small white towel and placed a black napkin over her lap. “Hm not yet, I’ll have to see want Tae is in the mood for.” A Small conversation started between the two.

Another man dressed the same as the first came from behind you “Miss, follow me and I’ll show you where you will be seated this evening.”

You cleared your throat to get Karina to look up at you “Just text me if you want to leave, but try to enjoy yourself y/n you deserve it.” You nodded.

Turning back to the man, you followed him to a table with a booth-style bench on one side and three chairs on the other. One light hung from the ceiling lighting up the table in front of you, but leaving the rest of the roof fairly dark. He set a menu down on your table and another man came and handed you the small towel and napkin just like he did for Karina.

You saw a tall figure walk and sit next to Karina putting his arm around her shoulder. That must be Taeyong. You couldn’t make out a face but he must be charming based on the elegant way he carried himself.

“Are you familiar with how the Host Club system works?” The man who seated you asked.

“Karina briefly explain it to me.”

“ Well since it is your first visit, we will have three Host come out at a time, we have a total of 9. Once you have met and had brief introductions with all of them we will have you choose your Shimei which is your host for your visits with us. You will not be able to switch your host so please chose carefully. They will head over soon, can I get you anything else?”

“Oh, no thanks. Thank you.” and with that, he left you alone at the table.

Not long after three men approached.

“May we sit with you? ” One spoke up, he was tall and slender with wide shoulders and a sharp jawline.

“Oh yes of course.” You could barely make eye contact with them. They were all so intimidating and with the darkened lighting you hoped they couldn’t see the blush on your cheeks.

“Thank you for joining us, we are happy to have you.” Another spoke up, this one shorter, he had a youthful complexion and a sweet voice. “Have you ever been to a host club dear?”

“Oh no I haven’t it’s my first time.” The nerves started to set in, three hot guys were sitting right across from you and you had to choose one. Shit there was going to be 9, and they were just the first three and you could barely even talk to them.

“That’s okay pretty girl, we’ll teach you everything you need to know. My name is Johnny. ” The last one spoke up this time. He was even taller than the first one and had a kind smile. He looked the scariest but had such a sweet aura you couldn’t help but feel more at ease when he spoke.

“I’m Doyoung” The first one spoke up. “We hope any nerves your feelings will fade away. You look gorgeous by the way.” He offered you a smile that melted your heart. He was so attractive in a classy prince type of way. He had such a beautiful face that you’d only see in an old painting.

“So gorgeous, I hope we can get to know each other well. But most of all, I wish to know you. I’m Haechan. I’d be honored if you chose me, beautiful.” The last one spoke, his eyes looked directly into yours, he was so smooth with his words it almost felt like you were in a film. You couldn’t hold his stare, it was too much you’d thought you crumble.

“You all are so kind, I wasn’t expecting such a warm welcome.” You grazed over all their faces taking in all their features. They were all so beautiful and picking just one would be devastating.

“Time is up gentlemen, please say your goodbyes.” The man who had seated you spoke up, you hadn’t even noticed he had approached your table.

“I pray this goodbye is not forever darling.” Said Doyoung as he stood with the other men. They all said their goodbyes and left swiftly off to their other guests.

“With your permission, I will send the next three hosts over.” The man spoke.

“Yes of course thank you.”

The man left and right away another set of hosts approached you and asked to be seated to which you agreed. These three were just as charming and good-looking as the last three. Taeil was quiet and kind and had the prettiest eyes, Jaehyun was more muscular and athletic looking and he spoke so seductively you thought you would explode. The last of the three was Taeyong, Karina’s host. You felt kind of bad that he was pulled away from her so you decided right away not to choose him. But when you looked over to see who was with Karina you saw her laughing with a tall blonde man which eased your guilt. After small conversations and them flirting, they left you with the weight of making a decision again. They were all so attractive and sweet, but you kept reminding yourself it wasn’t real so it wouldn’t matter who you picked in the end.

The last three arrived and you were honestly starting to feel exhausted. It was hard work talking to attractive guys and the pressure of keeping a composed graceful image was starting to tire you out.

Following the same in the last two groups, one spoke up and asked if they could join you and of course, you agreed.

“You look beautiful, I don’t know what we did to deserve you joining us.” You realized it was the tall blonde man you saw talking to Karina earlier. He looked way better up close, with bright eyes and a cheery smile. He was so handsome and cute at the same time. “I’m Jungwoo, it’s nice having you here with us.” He felt genuine and if the lighting were brighter you could have sworn he was blushing. The way he was looking into your eyes made you flustered. He was good. Maybe you’d pick him.

“Jungwoo, let us have a chance at least before you swoon her.” Another spoke up breaking your train of thought almost as if he could read your mind. “I’m Mark, but truly it’s nice having you here with us tonight.”

“I’m Yuta.” The last man spoke up. His dark eyes and stare instantly grabbed yours. He was the complete opposite of Jungwoo. “I hope you enjoy yourself tonight, after all, it’s all about you.” He smiled, but his smile was so much different than the rest. It felt almost erotic the way he stared you down. Making you want to slide down your seat and crawl away. He didn’t say much after that, but your libido was skyrocketing. the other two men carrying the conversation. Asked you where you were from and what you liked to do for fun, complementing you every chance they got. Every once in a while Yuta would add something to what the others were saying or ask a question of his own. Even though he was so quiet he was so captivating. You couldn't help but look at him even when the others would speak to you.

This time went by fast and before you knew it the man approached again and told the hosts to say their goodbyes. They say goodbye not, without trying their best to charm you of course and with that, you were left to make your decision. Who would you pick? They were all so handsome and charming and made for really good company. But you can stop thinking about Yuta. He didn’t say much, the others talked about where they were from and what they liked to do. But Yuta stayed quieted almost like he was observing you, it was a little creepy at first but it was honestly endearing and you couldn’t help but squeeze your legs together from the way he wouldn’t take his eyes off of you. It feels like he was listening to everything that you were saying there was going to be a quiz. He didn’t compliment you as much as the other men but his eyes wandered from your eyes to your chest to your hands, your lips, and back up to your eyes taking in every part of you uncovered almost like a wolf to its prey. When he did sneak in a compliment you couldn’t help a blush. He was so interesting and unknown you had no choice but to pick him. 

And not long after picking your Host, he returned to spend his night with you.

“Is this your first time at a Host club?” The man across from you asks. Preparing your drinks with such attention you couldn’t help but watch his hands. His black hair falls to frame his face as he slightly leans his head down careful not to spill one drop of the dark red wine he poured you.

“I’m sorry what was that?” You said shyly avoiding his eyes and looking up to you opting to look into your lap.

“Is this your first time at a Host Club?” He repeated in such a sweet tone you’d think he had practiced it a million times. It didn’t fit his appearance. He wore an all-black suit, but removed the blazer when you both sat down, and had the first two buttons of his white shirt undone showing you just a peak of his collar bones when he moved his shoulders.

“Ah, yeah it is. My friend convinced me to come. She said it’s a fun way to get to know people.” You turned your attention back to his face finally looking up to meet his gaze. You didn’t examine his features until now, he had dark eyes almost black, his lips were perfectly shaped, and you couldn’t help but wonder what he kissed like. And he had such a strong yet feminine build. Wide shoulders with a small waist, and an awfully pale complexion. He handed you the drink with both hands making sure not to spill any.

“Oh thank you.” Take the tall glass and shake yourself out of your thoughts.

“Of course, a beautiful girl like you deserves to enjoy herself. You said you were from Osaka correct? I was born there as well” He said finishing off his glass the same he did you. You could feel your cheeks warm up again and the tension in your lower stomach build up again. You had to remind yourself it was his job to make you feel special, and god damn it was working.

You took a sip of the drink it tasted just as expensive as it looked.

“I haven’t been there in so long, I miss it“ He continued. “I haven’t met anyone from there since I moved, it must have been fate for us to meet. Let’s go back together one day,” he said with a smile.

The alcohol already buzzing in your system, Yuta refilled your glass before you could even realize it was empty. Bringing out the drunk confidence you and slowly shoving down all of your nerves. You couldn’t help playing along with his game.

“Mmm, we must be soul mates.” You replied.

“Y/n a woman as perfect as you, I could only dream of that.”

It’s just his job. It’s just his job. He wants money. You paid for him to treat you like this, but no matter how many times you tell yourself, you couldn’t stop the reaction your already blushed face showed. The butterflies in your stomach and sexual tension you were sure was only one-sided were starting to make you nauseous. 

He saw your heated reaction at his compliment, his signal to place his hand atop yours. Sending chills down your spine, it’s been so long since you’ve had a romantic experience with a man let alone felt turned on by a stranger. But that’s not what caught your attention, why were his hands so cold?

Yuta sensed this immediately, “I apologize, I had just poured your drink I didn’t even think about how cold my hands much be.” He didn’t bother pulling his hands back, instead, he began to trace circles around the area near your thumb.

“It’s okay. But can I, can I just say something personal?”

Strong expensive alcohol is not your friend.

“Of course y/n. Tell me anything” Those eyes, dark and intense made you want to tell him everything you’ve ever thought.

“I just got out of a relationship, he was such a dick Yuta. I wasn’t happy but it was still so hard to leave him. We had been together for so long and I haven’t been flirted with or called pretty in such a long time, and you are so handsome and nice and your friends are so handsome and nice and I feel like I’m in a movie. And these drinks are so good I haven’t drank in years it feels like and I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach and I can’t get them out.” What the fuck was wrong with you?

He pulled his hands back but didn’t stop looking at you. Readjusting his posture his face looked like he was searching for what to say to your drunken word vomit.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have told you all that, oh my god I’m so embarrassing.” You crossed your arms down on the table and laid your head on top of them trying to manifest a phone call to have an excuse to leave with whatever dignity you had left.

“Don’t apologize.” He spoke up, placing his hand on your cheek and slowly leading your head back up to level with him. “There is nothing to be sorry about. I understand this is a little out of your comfort zone. I’m here for you. Tell me everything, I want to know it all. ” He sounded so fucking genuine. How were you gonna say no?

Before you knew it your hour was up and you were wasted. Face now flushed a deep red and hair slightly messy from how often you adjusted it. Words are slurred and vision starting to blur your peripheral vision.

“I can only pray you to come back to see me y/n. There’s something special between us. You are my soul mate after all.” Yuta stood up from the table excusing himself before you could process what he even said.

“Y/n come on it’s time for us to leave grab your bag. Jesus, you wasted as fuck.” Karina came up from behind you helping you stand from the booth.

“Yuta was so nice Karina. I had such a good time he listened to me and made me yummy drinks he was so handsome and perfect he told me he’s my soul mate. How much do I have to pay him for him to be my boyfriend forever.” Half of your weight was on Karina as she lead you to her car.

“Well, your soul mate left you his number,” Karina said placing your bags into the car and beginning to drive off. “Maybe he’ll message you wedding plans.” You couldn’t her sarcasm with how wasted you were.

Your phone dinged.

An unknown number - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta

Before you could reply your eyes felt so heavy and you fell asleep, leaving him waiting for a reply.

The next morning was rough. Head pounding and body sore, it had been a while since you had gotten so incredibly wasted. How did the hosts do this every night? Yuta had drunk more than you had but he seemed far better off than you.

Yuta.

How could you forget about the club last night? You pretty much told him your whole life story, good and bad parts. How could you ever face him again? Well, I guess you didn’t have to. The only times you could see him is by paying for his time. Oh my god, his text.

You still hadn’t replied. Pulling out your phone you had a few texts from Karina as well.

Karina - Hey love how are you feeling?

Karina - Text when you wake up

Karina - Also did Yuta text you yet?

Karina - Drink water

Then you saw the text from the unknown number. Yuta’s text.

Unknown Uumber - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta

You honestly didn’t know if you could handle seeing him again, with the memories you had from last night and the pounding headache you had, you were drinking a lot. You had no idea what you told him or did with him. God only knows what drunk you decide he was worthy of knowing. You didn’t have to answer him, but part of you still wanted to talk to him. See him again. He was so enticing, so addicting. You had to see him again.

It hasn’t been a day and you already need me back?

It didn’t take him long at all to respond. God damn.

unknown number - I waited for your text all night, why did you take so long?

I was wasted.

unknown number - That’s no excuse. Come back tonight I want to see you. And I know you want to see me.

You do realize I don’t have endless dollars to pay to see you every night?

unknown number - I need you.

The tingling feeling came back. You set your phone down, this next visit wouldn’t be free and you’d have to pay per hour, plus drinks for you and Yuta. Not that you didn’t mind, buying Yuta a drink. It’s just that it would add up eventually and your job was too cheap to give you a good enough raise to spend money so carelessly. Shaking out of your thoughts your phone dinged again, this time it was someone different.

Kun - Hey y/n, can we talk?

Fuck no. No way. Yuta spending all the cash in your wallet was a much better option than this. Opening the chat below it you typed

I’ll be there tonight, wear something cute for me.

And with that, you got out of bed.

This time you decided to dress more casually, well if a long black body con dress with red heels was casual.

Around 7 pm you walked into the host club this time without Karina’s company, you thought I'd be way busier with it being a Saturday night but it was surprisingly bare. With exception of a few women and men tucked away in their seats joined by the gorgeous men you recognized from the night before.

You felt a little more confident this time. Knowing your way around and what to expect you didn’t feel as nervous as the night before. Most of all your excitement to see Yuta blurred out all other thoughts and emotions you had.

Sitting down at a different seat this time you waited for Yuta to arrive. It was fancier and deeper into the giant room. The lighting above was small and resembled a chandler and was brighter than the light from before.

Waiting for Yuta to arrive you looked threw the small menu that listed what drinks were available for the night when footsteps approached you caught your attention. Instead of Yuta, it was the tall blonde man from the night before, will a small smile he asked to sit with you instead.

“Hello y/n I'm Jungwoo, do you remember me?” He said, voice soft and eyes almost begging you to say yes.

“Oh yeah, of course, you were the cute one with the jokes.”

“Y/n you flatter me, Yuta will be here any moment, do you mind if I join you two for a little while?” He asked.

“Yeah totally” You didn’t mean it, “I’d love for you to stay.” Lies. You wanted Yuta to yourself.

And as if God had heard your thoughts Yuta walked up from behind the man across from you.

“Hello y/n. I’m so happy your back. I missed that smile of yours” Yuta said smiling like he did the night before. Tonight he was wearing black slacks with a black silk button-up, the same two top buttons undone but this time a small silver chain necklace wrapped around the base of his neck complimenting his collarbones. To be brutally honest you wanted to ravish him.

All sexual thoughts aside the night were honestly going great, conversation came easy with all of you (mostly you and Jungwoo) being buzzed. Jungwoo made great company and he was such a cute drunk, flirty and funny, and at one point he even stood up and danced with you in the middle of the room pulling and swinging you around, both of you laughing loud enough for everyone to hear you. Yuta sitting quietly watching everything unfold. But after the first 20 minutes passed Jungwoo left, leaving you and Yuta finally alone.

“Jungwoo’s a sweetheart,” Yuta spoke now that you two had a table to yourselves.

You hummed in response. Take another sip of your cocktail.

“I don’t know why I can’t stop thinking about you.” He spoke so casually, like it was just a normal phrase. But when you looked up to see his face he was serious, eyes darkened and eyes staring into yours.

Chills shot down your spin.

“Mmm, I'm not sure either.” Letting any words that came to the head spill out of your mouth, if he was truly serious about his feelings you had to play hard to get, and if he was just fishing for a reaction you needed to play it cool.

“Y/n don’t act like you haven’t been thinking about me. You don’t hide your sexual frustrations very well my dear.”

You nearly spit out your entire drink and died right then.

“I have no clue what you're talking about.” You replied trying to hide your state of panic. He fucking read you like a book. “Your mind went somewhere dirty if you think I've gotten aroused from any of our conversations.”

“Oh yeah? You’ve been staring at my lips all night, and don’t think I can’t see your wandering eyes.” He leaned forward almost meeting your face at the other side of the table. “Are the butterflies still trapped y/n? Do need some help letting go?”

Yuta was inches from your face now, you could lean back and escape him but you couldn't back down. Not when he was patronizing you. Trying as hard as you could to keep a poker face you didn’t dare budge.

“Jungwoo’s cute, maybe he’ll help me without making me pay.” You sighed leaning back away from Yuta letting your back hit the cold seat.

“Jungwoo isn’t your soul mate y/n. There’s only so much he could help with.” Yuta leaned back into his seat taking a sip from his drink turning his gaze somewhere else.

Trying to follow where his eyes looked the man from before came to inform you that your time was up and it was time to say your goodbyes. Before Yuta could leave first you stood up hugging him and rapping your arms around his neck.

“You know how to reach me.”

And with that you left, leaving him standing alone.

Not long after you arrived home your phone buzzed.

unknown number - If the butterflies come back, I know a remedy to keep them away. I could show you at my place. Tomorrow night? I’ll pay for drinks.

You did not think that would work…

Send the address. I’ll be there at 8.

Falling asleep, you were more than satisfied that you made him crack first.

When it came time to head to Yuta’s you debated on whether or not to dress up again. He wanted to hook up just as much as you did. So your favorite dark red matching set was a must. And you settled for a black mini dress and heels.

Typing in Yuta’s address you headed over to his place. He lived across town in the expensive rich people neighborhood, which wasn’t a surprise.

“Are you having her over?” Mark’s loud voice made Yuta jump from the other side of the phone.

“Yes I am, there’s no need to YELL into the phone Mark,” Yuta replied.

“It’s just not like you to meet up with women outside of work, now that I think about it you’ve never hooked up with a customer,” Mark said.

“Well I liked her, and I'm not even sure if we’ll hook up,” Yuta said finishing getting ready, anticipating your arrival.

“If you aren’t going to fuck her what is this? Don’t tell me you're going to drink from her. She was cute I'll be so sad.” Mark’s voice echoed over the phone.

“No I’m not going to drink from her, I just wanted to have a beautiful woman over that’s all. What happens, happens.” Bringing out his nice wine glasses and fixing his hair in the mirror for the 5th time, Yuta tries to hang up.

“Wait. Yuta doesn’t tell me this is what I think it is.”

“And what do you think this is?” Yuta answered annoyed by Mark's stubbornness.

“She’s not your soul mate.” Mark's voice was cold and stern.

“Mark I don’t want to talk about this. I have to go.”

“Yuta listens to me, you can’t base every choice you make off of visions and prayers and promises from him.”

“Who said I was? Plus Mark thinks about it, he told me on the 6th day of the 6th month the 6th woman would be her. That’s y/n. He has never been wrong Mark and you know this. If it’s true and y/n is my soulmate she can turn me back.”

“Yuta when has devil ever had our side, look what he did to us.”

A knock came on Yuta’s door, with only one option of who it could be. “She’s here Mark, goodbye.”

Pulling up to Yuta’s house it was way nicer than you thought, huge and painted a dark grey. Before you could even knock Yuta had opened the door.

“Y/n welcome. Come inside, please.” His smile was warm and charming making you want to eat him alive right then and there.

“Thanks. I was so shocked when I saw your house, to be honest. It’s so nice, makes my place look like a dump.” Following him inside.

“Don’t say that y/n I'm sure your place is great. We’ll go there next, yeah?” Pulling out a chair at his dinner table for you to sit. Once you did he pushed you in. Next? He already wanted there to be the next time?

“I know you usually drink wine, want anything stronger? I have it all.” He spoke pulling a few bottles from a shelf along with two glasses.

“I’m good with anything, I trust you.” Turning your body to face him.

The night went amazing, sharing drinks and stories. You both lightly buzzed but not drunk enough to not enjoy yourself to the fullest. The conversation was so easy and simple that it felt like you had known Yuta your whole life. He told you more about his past and childhood but tended to avoid the topic of his job. Which you understood.

As the night went on you both continued drinking and somehow moved over to the couch where you sat a little too close for this to just be two friends causally drinking together. His hands started to explode your thighs running his hand up and down and causally tracing circles around your knees as he talked. The tension was thick and you both started to make the conversation and your movements riskier. The butterflies were back. 

“Y/n if you're going to try to seduce me at least touch me back,” he said smirking at your cheeks heating up.

It was true you had been flirting and talking him up all night but you hadn’t touched him other than your shoulder touching his. Shifting your body to face him you moved to straddle him. Causing your dress to slightly rise your legs giving me more to touch.

“Well that was easier than I thought.” he laughed, tracing his hand down the sides of your torso down to your waist and holding you there, bodies now pressed against each other. Your eyes were half open and breath heavy, still trying to focus your mind on anything but the feeling between your thighs.

“Can I kiss you?“ Yuta’s voice was deep and soft almost a whisper, but with how close your faces were it was like it spoke it into your soul.

Nodding your head, he placed his hand on the bottom of your chin guiding your lips to his and filling the leftover space between you two, tasting the alcohol on his tongue.

His kiss was soft and gentle, intimate. You knew you both wanted to go farther, touch and feel every part of each other. Explore each other’s desires but with how he was kissing you it felt almost like it was your first time. You couldn’t help but feel giddy and excited like he had just stolen your first kiss. His other hand was still placed on your hip you moved your hands to hold his face and neck, slowly grabbing onto his hair to try to get as close as you could.

Finally, he broke the kiss, both of you trying to catch your breath. He moved to your jaw kissing every part of you he could reach, moving down your neck and to your collar bones.

You couldn’t help but shutter, your hands moving to start unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly pushing it off his shoulders.

“Ride my thigh.” he said pulling off the rest of his shirt and tossing it onto the floor.”

Your eyes widened you couldn’t hide the obvious shock on your face. You had never done it before, but by the feeling of him under you, you weren’t at all opposed. He slightly lifted you moving you to sit on his thigh and grabbing your waist. Holding onto his shoulders pulling him into another kiss he started to guide your hips on his thigh rocking you back and forth. Causing the friction of his pants on your clit to make you moan. He held you down more forcing your legs to spread even wider on him, grinding down against him and deepening the kiss.

“Yuta, it feels so good.” breathing heavily, moving your hips faster feeling your orgasm start to build in the pit of your stomach. He moved his hand from your waist to under your panties and onto your clit making you gasp against his mouth.

“Cum baby, I know you want to” Voice low and erotic sending you straight into your orgasm moving your head in his neck moaning and panting. Yuta still holding your hips guiding you.

Reaching down in between you, your palmed at his cock making him throw his head back into the cushion. 

“Mmm not here. Bedroom.” Grabbing your hand he led you to his room. It was dark with only the moonlight from the open window. Just enough light to see the man in front of you. Guiding you down, Yuta laid on top of you caging you into the pillows. You removed your dress while he went back to kissing down your chest, helping you pull it off. 

“Take this off?” He asked running his finger down the strap of your bra.

You sat up slightly undoing the clip in the back and throwing your bra somewhere across the room pulling Yuta by the neck back down on top of you. Chest to chest, you could feel your heart beating in your chest.

“Yuta want you now, please. Please don’t make me beg for you.” Your eyes were full of lust staring back up at him. Arching your back trying to get anything from him that you could.

“No need to beg beautiful, I’ll do anything you say.” Kissing down your chest to your stomach, getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most. He moved lower down the bed not breaking eye contact. Gently grabbing your knees and partying your legs for him.

“For somebody so cocky your so needy.” He said slowly pulling down your panties and tossing them on the floor. “Mouth or fingers baby.”

“Anything Yuta please whatever you want just need you.” You sounded like a bitch in the heat but damn it it’s been weeks since you’ve slept with someone and Yuta’s sexy ass had you worked up so much you’d die if he didn’t make you cum again in the next 5 minutes.

Before you could say anything else you felt Yuta press open-mouthed kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yuta ple-“ you couldn't even finish your sentence when you finally felt his mouth on your clit sucking and kissing. Adding two fingerings into you with ease fucking in and out of you.

“God Yuta please don’t stop keep going feels so good” You couldn’t keep still he was giving you everything you craved and more squirming trying to grind yourself against his fingers and tongue.

“Feel good baby? I swear you were made for me” Yuta placed his hand on your stomach holding you in place. Your next orgasm building quick with how perfectly he was hitting every spot inside of you.

“Close Yuta please keep going.” voice shaking and breathy with pleasure. “Mmm, I'm gonna-” before you could finish you came on Yuta’s tongue sending shivers down your spine and taking all the breath out of your body. Yuta still working his fingers helping you ride out your pleasure.

“Yuta need you now please, wanna feel you in me.” Grabbing his face and lifting him back to you kissing him harder this time tasting yourself on his tongue.

He pulled down his underwear freeing his already hard cock. Running your hand down his chest and between his legs you started stroking him while he kissed you stopping at the tip to run your finger over his slit, making him moan into your mouth.

“Y/n please don’t tease me. Wanna be inside.” Breathy and whiny he groped your breast pinching and squeezing. “Gonna fuck you now. Need you.”

“Need you too, Yuta” Kissing him hard, lips teeth, and tongue all crashing into each other with hunger.

He guided his cock into you slowly stretching you making you moan into his mouth and grind down against him. Wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer.

“Fuck you feel so good baby taking me so well.” Moving in out of you faster now. Stroking perfectly to hit every spot making your stomach flip and feeling your third orgasm start to build.

He fucked into you so perfectly, he was rough but in a way where it still felt like he was making love with you. Moving his hand down to your clit tracing circles making your back arch and head roll back.

“Y/n I'm close.” Yuta let out a breathy moan still keeping up his pace. God damn where is this stamina coming from?

“So close, keep going please.” Feeling like you were about to burst yet again, Yuta kissed your jaw and breathed onto your neck ripping your third orgasm out of you.

“Fuck y/n your gonna be the death of me” thrusting himself as deep as he could then pulling out and cuming onto your stomach and chest.

He was glowing in the moonlight, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, chest rising and falling and arms strained for holding himself above you. He rolled over and collapsed next to you on the bed.

Grabbing your hand and holding it, kissing the back of it. “Thank you y/n”

Turning to face him you leaned over kissing him.

“I should probably be thanking you, that was probably the best orgasm I've ever had. No more butterflies, for now at least”

“Now you're just feeding my ego y/n. I’m kinda sad they're gone, hopefully, they come back soon. I want to do this again.” He said starting to forget what he originally wanted to say. “Want to shower? It’s late I was thinking you could stay the night. I can give you some close and I'll sleep on the couch. If you don’t want to I understand I don’t want to “Kissing him again to cut him off.

“A shower would be nice, id love to stay. And you were just inside me so sleeping together is a must. As long as I get to be the big spoon.”

“Deal.” He said smiling helping you up and showing you to the bathroom. He grabbed your towels and clothes and left to shower in the guest bathroom leaving you alone in the room. Slightly disappointed he didn’t ask to join you.

The sex was fucking amazing. Yuta was amazing. You couldn’t help but start to feel like maybe you two could become more. You trusted him with your body, who you didn’t let many see. And you trusted him with your feelings which even fewer people knew about. He made you feel safe and cared for, which Kun, never did. He was always so busy with work or other plans you didn’t even remember the last time you two had been intimate without the influence of alcohol.

Drying off and getting dressed in the clothes he left you, you tried to shake off the growing feelings you were feeling for him. What if he just wanted sex and nothing else? I mean you weren’t at all opposed to hooking up again but part of you craved the emotional side of him. You didn’t know a lot about him besides what little information he shared, he was so mysterious.

After settling down into the bed and grabbing your phone from your bag, Yuta walked in. Dressed in only black sweatpants that hung low on his waist.

“Hi” you spoke up sitting up to face him.

“Hi” he smiled, if it weren’t so dark you could almost make out his cheeks turning red.

Crawling inside the covers, he lay facing you looking up into your eyes. “I’m not sure if you were planning on leaving early, but if you do I have some food in the fridge help yourself, and you are welcome to anything in my closet if you don’t want to wear your dress out tomorrow morning.”

“Oh. Well, I usually don’t wake up early, I wasn’t planning on sneaking away. You can’t get rid of me that easily Yuta.” You said shuffling down the pillow and getting to eye level with him. “Roll over.” You said twirling your finger.

“Wait what,” he said taken aback by your statement.

“I said I'm the big spoon, roll over so I can cuddle you.”

“OH. To be honest I thought that was your way of telling me you were sick of looking at my face.” He sat up rolling himself to face the wall.

“Mmm never. You're too pretty.” You said cuddling up to his back wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Y/n you flatter me so, oh shit wait.” he sat up, closing the window and moving the black curtains that hung beside them to cover any light that could come threw.

Climbing back into bed and back into your arms, “It’s hard for me to sleep when there’s any light, so could you keep the curtains closed in the morning.” he said.

“Oh yeah of course. What are you afraid of the sun Yuta.” running your hand up and down his chest, resting your head in between his neck and the pillow.

“Something like that,” he said holding your hands that laid on his chest.

“Mmm okay. Goodnight Yuta.” You whispered in his ear drifting off to sleep.

“Goodnight y/n.”

Yuta's eyes shot open, a now dark inhuman red shade. His body went stiff realizing you two had moved to lay on your backs with you holding onto his side. Skin pale and body aching and tingling and head dizzy he moved out of your grasp and out into the living room. Searching his shelf for anything he could drink to fix his physical state. Tonight was his night to feed but it slipped his mind with how much he wanted to spend the night with you. Trying to find anything he might have left in case of emergency he only found a small vile. Not enough to feed off of. He needed blood and fast it had been a week since he last had any. Leaving him weak and desperate for anything he could get. He could go out and find somebody, surely somebody was out walking alone at night. No, he might wake you up.

Oh… there was always you. That would do the trick.

Walking back into his bedroom he saw your sleeping figure under his sheets. Breathing in your scent eyes full of hunger and desire. He could always have you. Bending over using his hand to push back the hair in front of your face, and pulling down his t-shirt from your neck. He craved you, knowing your sweet taste would replenish him and bring him back to his normal state. 

You stepped in and expected to be greeted with warmth or a crackling fireplace. But unfortunately, you weren’t. The lobby felt almost as cold as outside did. The walls were painted in a deep shade of red but were decorated with antique gold accents and candles. There was a grand chandelier in the center of the lobby and the floor was covered in black and white marble.

You turned and looked around you for someone to speak to, but had no luck. Jazz music played lightly from a few feet away in the dimly lit area. The smell of dust filled your nostrils as you watched candles flicker across. 

However, the ancient place felt relaxing, like a place that stood still in time.

You took your phone out of your pocket. 

“6%..damn it.” You whispered to yourself. You need to charge it and get connected to WiFi right away.

“Ma’am?” A low male voice let out.

You nearly jumped out of your skin.

You turned with wide eyes. “Oh-oh my god, you scared me.”

The man wasn’t nearly as old as he sounded. He was in his 20s and incredibly handsome, he glowed strangely as his face was illuminated by a candle he held in front of him. His dimples came through as he smiled widely. 

“I’m sorry, I must have frightened you, I’m just excited to see someone is all.”

You finally smiled back, doing your best to cover up the worry you felt deep down.

“Yes, well, how can I help you?”

He continued as he walked around the front desk.

You sigh and look at the floor. “I’m..stuck. My car broke down about a mile away and it’s Christmas, but also I have no cell phone service. And my phone is about to die, so I really need to charge it, I just, I can’t believe this is happening, and now I’m here in the middle of the night, I’m so tired. I shouldn’t even be out this late, but thanks to my stupid boss-“ your hands stop moving mid-rant as you look up at the gentleman smiling at you fondly.

He didn’t interrupt you as you complained, instead he watched you talk on and on, like you were something to marvel at, a work of art maybe. You couldn’t describe it, but it didn’t feel..normal.

“I-I’m sorry..I just need a room.” You chuckle.

“Oh, no apologies, dear. It’s been a long night, I understand.”

You nod and take your card out.

“If it’s possible, I’d like to add WiFi.”

“Of course.” The man glances down at your card and ID, before taking them out of hand gently. But not failing to place his index finger over your shaking hand in the process. The quick touch from his ice cold finger tip felt like a spark of electricity on your skin. Your heart surprised you by skipping a beat.

You looked around the lobby as he typed your information into a computer that looked like it was from the 80s.

Why did this place have to be your only option? Why you?

“I hope you’ll give us a chance to prove you’ve made the right decision to stay here.” He answers quietly, as if hearing your thoughts.

“My name is Jaehyun, and I’m always here if you need me. Just dial 1 from the phone on your nightstand.”

You nod as you take your cards from him.

“Thank you so much, Jaehyun. I’m sorry you have to work at this time of night on Christmas, I’m sure you want to be home right now.”

“Oh no worries, ma’am. I am home.” He gives you a bright smile, then hands you your hotel key. “Room number 414.”

Your mouth falls open to ask what he meant, but you shut it quickly and turn around. It wasn’t any of your business, and you had done enough talking for the night.

———

Your room was completely updated to your surprise. Featuring a sparkling rainfall shower and large bathtub along with a large tempurpedic bed covered in soft sheets and fluffy pillows.

The flat screen T.V hung over a faux fireplace that doubled as entertainment and a heater. You turned it on and stood beside it to warm your body up.

You put your phone to charge and connected to the WiFi. as soon as you shook your coat off.

You were able to make an appointment for the tow truck to pick your car up and take it to the mechanic on the 26th. You then texted your boyfriend about your situation and assured him you were safe.

And finally, after locking your door with the chain attached to it from the inside, you felt relaxed and at ease. You fell asleep quickly, your body giving in to its tiredness quite easily. You rolled over onto your back and melted into the comfortable bed. You didn’t hear anything, you didn’t sense anything, and sadly, you didn’t feel anything in your relaxed state. If you had, you would’ve been able to stop it from getting worse.

———

The next day, you woke up to a sharp pain in your neck. You rubbed your hand over it while looking in the mirror, but saw nothing. 

Maybe I just slept in a bad position. 

You walked over to your phone and saw that it was fully charged. “Perfect.” You smiled to yourself as you read the message your boyfriend sent you while you slept.

He said he would leave work and head to you after, but you knew he’d be too tired to drive two hours so you called him. Furthermore the snowstorm only got worse, traffic was at a standstill and everyone was ordered to stay put.

“It’s okay, please don’t worry. I slept well and I’m heading to the mechanic tomorrow.”

“I’m so sorry babe, we really gotta get you a newer car.” He reassured you.

“Yeah, when it works, it works. But things happen. What are you up to?”

You heard him sigh. “I miss you, I can't believe you’re not here for Christmas, I’ll probably eat this ham alone.” He chuckles.

“Ahh nooo save some for me though. We can probably FaceTime later!”

“Yeah for sure, babe. Oh, what’s the name of the—[static] you [static]..stay-[static]..”

“Hello?” You said into your phone as the call broke up. You had to call over WiFi instead of your usual service, so it made sense that the reception was rocky.

You looked at your screen and saw the “call failed” message.

So you sent him an “I love you, we’ll talk later.” message as your stomach growled.

It was time to get something to eat.

You head downstairs and follow the smell.

Pancakes or waffles, and eggs and bacon.

It had to be here somewhere.

As you turn the corner to the breakfast area, you bump into him.

“Oh, dear, I’m so sorry.” Jaehyun holds you firmly to his chest so you don’t fall.

Your eyes widen when you realize just how close he is to you, your arms grasp his biceps for stability. They showed through his long sleeve red dress shirt, and his broad shoulders and neck were just inches from your face. He smelled wonderful too, like vanilla and peppermint.

“Ma’am?” He frowns.

You shake your head and finally let go. “I’m..wow, I’m sorry, I’m still waking up haha.”

He chuckles and lets you go. “Did you have a good night?”

“Yes, I did. Thank you for giving me such a nice room!”

“And the WiFi works, right?” His brows furrow.

You nod fervently. “Yes, yes it’s perfect. Thank you.”

“Good. Well, I won’t stand in your way any longer. Breakfast is served.” He gestures to the dining area.

You smile and walk by him towards the area which is surprisingly filled with people.

The hotel was so quiet, you never thought there’d be someone staying there other than yourself.

However, as you got closer, you couldn’t help but notice something. It was too quiet. Even families with small children moved slowly, quietly, like they were in some sort of trance. Or maybe they were just tired and you were over exaggerating.

A few smiled to each other and to you as they passed by with small amounts of food in their plates. The staff were the same way, but moved quickly. You were too distracted by them moving so fast to get the food out for guests, you didn’t feel Jaehyun’s eyes on you the entire time.

You moved with such grace amongst the zombies. You were the spark this hotel needed, he thought to himself. The spark that would bring life into it, life into him.

You sat down at a small booth by yourself and started to eat. The eggs were magnificent, the bacon was to die for. You couldn’t believe how good everything was.

Jaehyun watched as your eyes lit up with each bite and smiled to himself.

However, his upturned lips quickly turned downward when he realized a staff member was heading towards you.

The man with brown hair dropped a napkin right beside your foot.

You bent down to pick it up for him, but he suddenly met you under the table.

He grabbed your hand, forcing you to stare into his intense eyes as he forced the napkin into your hand.

“What—“ your eyes widened.

He swallowed hard but before he could utter a word, Jaehyun stopped him.

“Oh, a little clumsy aren’t we, Jungwoo?”

Jungwoo stood up straight and held his head down. “I’m sorry.” He barely whispered and walked back to the kitchen. You turned to watch him walk away. Jaehyun looked down at you with the scariest expression you had seen from him since.

“I apologize for the interruption, continue.” He speeds off behind Jungwoo.

You open your hand to see the napkin with numbers scribbled on it.

(1) 251 225 1424

Really? Did this guy really just interrupt your breakfast to give you his phone number?

How could he be so unprofessional and right in front of the hotel manager at that?

You crumpled up the napkin and put it in your coat pocket, making note to throw it away later.

——

You went back to your room after finishing breakfast and took a quick shower. But as you stepped out, you felt weak suddenly so you decided to lay down in bed after.

You drifted into sleep while laying in the bath robe provided by the hotel. And while sleeping, you dreamt that you were a young child at Christmas again.

You unwrapped your present, a brand new Ice skating figurine. Your parents smiled so bright as you jumped up with excitement.

You smiled to yourself softly as you felt happiness overflow.

But suddenly, your vision became blurry. 

“What’s wrong, honey?” Your dad called out to you. “Is everything okay?” Your mom reached for your hand.

Why am I crying? It was a happy memory, why am I crying? Why do I feel a sharp pain?

You couldn’t move, you couldn’t open your eyes. Your parents' voices got dark and unrecognizable. Everything grew dim and the view of your childhood living room faded to black.

All you could do was listen to a heavy breathing. Was it your own? No. It was someone else’s.

What else are you hearing right now? A beat, a low, steady beat. Almost like a pulse. It echoed in your ears, you couldn’t ignore it, but god, you wish you could, for it only got louder as the pain increased. 

Sleep paralysis. But has this ever happened to you before? Well, it’s happening now. You can feel the weight on you, like being pinned down. You can feel the pain, and your heart beginning to race, but you can’t stop it. You can fight, try harder, move a finger or something.

Do something.

“Y/n..let go, it’s okay..you’re with me now, I’m always here for you..” a low voice whispers in your ear.

Johnny?

No, it couldn’t be.

“Darling..” the husky voice continued.

Then the stinging pain increased dramatically, you groaned in pain and finally found the strength to shoot up straight in your bed while panting.

You breathed heavily while rubbing your neck.

You looked over your shoulders and in all corners of the room. You were alone.

“Holy shit.” You rubbed your eyes and laid back down in the bed, your chest still heaving.

Knock knock.

You got out of the bed and tightened your robe before looking through the peephole hesitantly.

It was Jaehyun.

You opened it slowly. “..Hi..”

Jaehyun gave you a small smile with tight lips. “Is everything alright?”

“Y-yeah..I just had a bad dream..”

He nodded. “Still feeling uneasy, right? that’s to be expected as you’re in the middle of nowhere, with no one to keep you company.”

You nodded and cleared your throat. “Yes, well, is there something I can help you with?” You were anxious to put some decent clothes on after remembering you were standing just a foot away from a strange man with just a measly robe on.

He eyes you up and down quickly before smirking. Once again, it was as if he read your mind.

“The guests are all attending a Christmas gathering later. If you’d like to join, it starts at 7. Our staff have prepared the finest foods for everyone and there will be traditional Christmas tunes played all night long. We will also be handing out gifts. All small, but kind gesture nonetheless.”

“Oh that’s sweet, but I don’t think I’ll be able to attend, I have a date with my boyfriend, gonna watch him eat ham.” You laughed out.

Jaehyun smiled slightly. “Of course, I hope it goes well.”

You nodded and started to close the door.

“Oh..one more thing.” He pressed on the door with his foot to stop you.

“Uh..yeah?”

“I apologize once again for the way my staff acted earlier, it was completely unprofessional and he will be dealt with. With that being said, do you happen to have the napkin he gave you?”

“Uh..um what napkin?” 

“I believe he handed you a napkin underneath your table.” Jaehyun said sternly, his gaze never faltering.

You realized he wasn’t going to let it go. You thought what Jungwoo did was weird, but a little funny. You didn’t want him to lose his job for it.

“I believe I threw it away, yeah, I don’t-“

“Are you sure it isn’t in your pocket still?”

He said lowly, like he was demanding you tell him the truth. His energy just then sent a shockwave through your body that made you nervous.

“I-I’ll go check.” You closed the door and looked for your coat.

You picked the crumpled up piece of paper out of your pocket and handed it to Jaehyun.

He smiled widely and thanked you before heading off.

You closed the door and let out a loud breath.

“What the hell?”

———

Jaehyun opens up the napkin and sees the number written on it. 

It wasn’t a number, it was a message, one that you clearly didn’t understand.

(1) 251 225 1424

12 5  1  22  5  14 24

L.  E. A. V. E.  N.  W

“Leave now.” Jaehyun chuckles. Why would any of his guests want to leave when they have him?

———

You watched some movies on your T.V to pass the day by. You even scrolled through tumblr and read Christmas love stories that made your heart flutter.

Later that day, you FaceTimed your boyfriend who was enjoying all of your favorite Christmas foods.

“Hopefully, they’ll have my car fixed and ready to go within a few hours, I’m so alone here.” You fake cried, to which Johnny just laughed.

“Well, that’s what you get for being a girl boss.”

“Ah shut up, I’ve gotta find a way to make you a househusband, don’t I? You cook, you clean..why wouldn’t I go to work to keep a sexy man like you.” You flirted with him.

“Damn, I don’t know whether to be flattered or offended by you thinking that’s all I can do.” He raised an eyebrow while chewing a piece of ham.

“I know that’s not all you can do..you can do so much more..” you teased him as he laughed.

“Well, get your fine ass back here and I’ll show you how much more I can do.”

You sighed loudly and threw your head back. “I’m tryinggg.”

“I know..[static] and what [static]..” the call was breaking up again, your screen froze and then displayed Johnny again like nothing happened.

“It cut out, I didn’t hear what you said, babe.” You leaned in close.

“I said, who is that.. [static]..”

“Huh? Who?” You looked around you.

“Right behind you..there’s [static].” 

The screen froze once again and pulled it closer to your face. “Johnny?”

You didn’t see anything, but a black screen and a little square showing your own face.. but something was off.

You squinted and looked at your background. You whipped your head around. You could’ve sworn there was a shadowy figure behind the thin curtain covering the window. But there was nothing there.

You looked back at your phone. The shadow was gone. “Johnny?”

Call failed. Reconnect to WiFi.

Your phone was no longer connected to WiFi. You tried over and over to reconnect it with the password you were given but had no luck. So you headed down to the lobby.

It was dark, and a simple “be back soon” sign rested on the front counter. You followed the music to the main dining area.

Christmas lights made it look magical and completely different than it did in the morning.

People danced and laughed with each other while others enjoyed pie.

The food smelled amazing. Everyone looked happy, you couldn’t believe they were the same folks from earlier.

“Hi..” you smiled and waved as you walked through. 

You finally found one of the staff in charge of picking up trash. “Excuse me, miss?” You tapped her shoulder lightly but she jumped in terror and turned to you. Her eyes displayed the familiar look of fear when she looked back at you.

“I-I didn’t mean to startle you, I’m just looking for Jaehyun.”

She shook her head and practically ran away from you to head to the kitchen. 

You stared in confusion before looking for someone else to ask.

Jaehyun, dressed in his favorite Christmas sweater, walks through the front doors after taking care of business outside.

He sees you walking around frantically, trying to ask anyone and everyone something, but they smile and shrug..just as he instructed them to.

Your look of confusion and desperation reminds him of a small animal left alone in an unfamiliar habitat. Just waiting..lonely and frazzled..waiting for anything, but its predator.

“Can I help you, ma’am?” He finally gets your attention.

“Oh! I’ve been looking for you!” Your eyes widen. 

“And you’ve found me. I’m happy you could make it to the gathering.”

He smiles while looking in awe at you. You looked beautiful in the lighting of the sparkling Christmas lights.

“Ah well..I didn’t actually come down here for that..you see, I was FaceTiming my boyfriend, you know, like I said I was going to earlier. And I lost connection to the WiFi.. did the password change? Am I doing something wrong?” You scroll through your phone for its settings, never realizing Jaehyun's face turns grim at the mention of your boyfriend.

You lift your phone up to Jaehyun, who still looks toward the dining area in silence.

“Uhh..Jaehyun?”

“Of course, ma’am. I can help you with that, but would you like to open your gift first?”

“M-my gift?”

He turns to you, smiling widely as his eyes crinkle. “You didn’t think we’d forget about you?!”

He takes your hand and leads you to the large Christmas Tree. After shuffling through a few gifts, he hands you a small box.

“Oh..you really didn’t have to, Jaehyun.” You gasp as you hold the box.

“Of course! You’re my favorite..guest, after all.”

He says lowly.

You chuckle. “Thank you.”

You sit down in a chair next to the tree and unwrap your present. Your mouth falls open as you see what it is. 

It’s a beautiful snow globe with an ice skater in the center.

“No way!” You smile widely, just like you did when you were younger.

The ice skater spins around on the bottom of globe while glitter in all sorts of iridescent shapes fall over her.

“It’s beautiful.” 

Jaehyun can't hide his excitement while he watches you.

He reaches out a hand. “Dance with me please”

You raise your brows out of surprise. You should’ve had him reset your WiFi so you could get back to Johnny, you should’ve said no. But you couldn’t. He made you happy with this small present. It was something that resonated deeply within you. What harm could one dance do?

So you take his hand and stand up after placing the globe on a table nearby.

A slowed down rendition of Winter Wonderland plays through the vintage vinyl record player in the corner as the two of you sway back and forth. He holds your right hand in his left and rests his other hand on the small of your back, like anyone dancing to old people music would.

“Is this alright with you?”

You blink quickly and look into his eyes. “Yes.”

Everyone else danced too, holding each other close. Some even closed their eyes as they rested their heads on their partner’s shoulder. It was a cute moment, you thought to yourself. You missed Johnny, but sadly, not as much as you should have. Something about this hotel made you feel like you were at home, you felt content. Jaehyun felt amazing on you, his broad chest welcoming your temple like the pillows you slept on. His grasp firm, but fingers delicate. And that intoxicating cologne, you loved it so much.

You looked around for Jungwoo, but didn’t see him. You worried that he was fired for a joke.

“So..are you a fan of Christmas?” The tall man asks as he sways your body gently.

You gulp as you look away from his veiny hand that holds yours and up to his sultry eyes. “Y-yeah, I like the idea of family coming together and enjoying each other’s company, oh and gifts of course.” Your cheeks rose as you smiled.

Jaehyun tried his best not to blush at the sight.

But he couldn’t hide his deep dimples. 

“Right, it’s always nice to be around those you love.”

“How about you? Don’t you want to be around someone you love right now?”

Jaehyun raised his brows and almost said what was really on his mind, but instead he chuckled. “I love this hotel and the staff, I couldn’t be happier.”

You laugh. “I never thought I’d be enjoying a Christmas dance with a hotel manager, but here I am.”

“Yes, here we are, enjoying each other’s company. Just the two of us..” his voice trailed as he swallowed hard.

Your smile started to fade. Something felt off, and just as you were about to let his hand go, the lights started to blur, you couldn’t keep up with the music or match your movements to Jaehyun. You were stepping all over the place, but he held you still. 

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” He whispered into your ear.

“Jaehyun..I can’t..what’s happening?” You struggle to even speak now.

You were drifting away and didn’t know why, you didn’t drink any alcohol but felt like you were drunk out of your mind.

“I..I need to sit down..” you try to pull away but Jaehyun’s grip gets tighter. You look up into his eyes and see that they’re no longer brown, they’re a deep shade of red. But then again, everything looked blurry, you weren’t sure what you were hearing or seeing. 

You noticed that the floor was emptied now. There was no staff, and the other couples were gone. Where did they go? Why did they leave so quickly?

“It worked rather quickly, the powder I put in the gift box..” Jaehyun gazed at your lips through low eyes.

“Jaehyun..” you fall limply as he holds you against his chest.

“Darling, I hope you know I did this because you’re my favorite g-“

His voice fades as you black out.

——

You wake up in your bed the next morning, a pain stinging your neck once again.

Your head and wrist hurt too.

“What the hell happened last night?” You ask yourself.

You unlock your phone to see that it’s now connected to the WiFi. You’ve missed 5 calls from Johnny, and too many text messages to count.

You call him immediately. “Johnny..I’m so sorry, I lost the connection and then—“ and then what? 

Why couldn’t you remember what happened after your call ended?

“Hey, babe, it’s okay, I’m just happy you’re okay. I'm clocking in right now actually, but text me once you get to the mechanic, okay?” Johnny says as he shuffles through his bag for his work ID.

“Sure! I’ll keep you updated.” You hung up.

A dark feeling came over you as you stared at the black screen. What happened?

You look up at your nightstand and notice a snow globe. One with an ice skating figure in the center of it. Was it there before? Was it a decorative piece? Well, it wasn’t yours, that much you knew.

You packed your things and headed downstairs.

Jaehyun waited for you at the front desk. He looked even better than he did when you got there, his skin looked like pure ivory even in the low light.

“Well, I’m sad to say goodbye, but I’m sure I’ll see you again soon.” He states as you hand him the key.

You chuckle. “Yeah…I don’t think so..thank you though, I really had a great time.”

“I’m happy to hear that.” He nods and watches as you walk through the door and towards the tow truck.

————

[Three Weeks Later]

Things went back to normal..somewhat. You went to work then home to Johnny..every day, same routine. Your car worked perfectly too. Your life was wonderful, and yet you couldn’t stop thinking about the hotel.

Why did you miss it so much? Why did you have the urge to see it, just one last time?

“Whatcha thinking about?” Johnny plays with your index finger as the two of you sit on the couch and watch a movie together.

“Oh..nothing.” You gave him a small smile.

“Come on, babe, it’s been three years, I know you better than that. What’s on your mind? We can stop the movie and talk. Is everything okay at work?”

He leans in closer.

You shake your head. “I promise, Johnny, I’m fine. Let’s watch the movie.”

You loved Johnny with all your heart, but things felt off with him too. You weren’t thinking about him when you were with him. He no longer held your interest, your heart was yearning for someone—or rather, something else.

Nonsense, what were you thinking? You only ache for Johnny. 

You pulled his face towards yours suddenly and kissed him hard. The two of you had been so busy with conflicting work schedules, you didn’t even have time to be intimate. That’s all you needed, right? A little time together to rekindle the romance.

He kissed you back, placing his tongue on top of yours and sliding his hand up your thigh.

You leaned back into the chair so your upper back was on the armrest.

Things grew hot quickly and soon Johnny was taking his sweatshirt off and pressing himself down in between your legs. Your heart raced as you felt the need for him grow. You took your shirt off too, then pulled him back down to your body.

You moaned quietly as he laid sloppy kisses all over your neck and your breasts.

He cages you in between his arms as he kisses your neck and starts to suck. It feels amazing, but without warning, flashes of a nonexistent memory attack your mind.

You ignore them and shut your eyes tightly. But when you opened them, you saw the ceiling of the hotel room. You close your eyes again.

“Johnny..” you exhale and push your body upwards to him while gripping his shoulders.

He licks over the spot he was working on and looks down at you. But when you open your eyes, you don’t see him, you see a shirtless Jaehyun for a split second, his chest heaving, abs flexing and covered in beads of sweat. His hair is brushed back neatly, but a strand falls in his forehead as he licks his lips and gives you a cocky smile.. You blink again and Johnny is back.

“Are you okay?” Johnny pants as he caresses your face.

You turn your face and blink rapidly. “Yeah, no yeah. I’m sorry I just remembered something from work..”

Johnny sits up on the couch and runs a hand through his fluffy hair. “I’m doing my best work here and you’re thinking about work?”

He shakes his head, standing up from the couch to go to his room.

“Wait, no Johnny..” you get up and run after him.

You hug him from behind. “I’m sorry, babe. I was just thinking about how I’d have to travel again.”

He turns to you. “Again?” 

You nod and look up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Another meeting..”

You were lying, but he trusted you, there’s no way he’d know.

“Ahh damn baby, I’m sorry.” He hugs you tightly.

“..I don’t want to think about work, Johnny, it just happens, I’m sorry. I’m so tired.”

“I know..I’m sorry, let me take care of you.” Johnny holds your face in his hands and kisses your forehead.

“I gotta show my hardworking girlfriend what she needs to come back home to, don’t I?” He smirks and wraps his arms around your waist before taking you to your room.

Johnny did everything to take care of you. His beautiful lips brought you to paradise time and time again that night. He worked his hips into your body like a swimmer, giving you deep strokes that made you dizzy. He followed every command you cried out to him, slower, faster, harder..so why were you betraying him by being somewhere else?

The pleasure was beyond satisfactory, and yet, nothing made you feel as good as you felt when you were in that damn hotel.

———

You made your way to the hotel a few days later after telling Johnny the meeting would be held in a convention center and you’d have to stay overnight as it was split into two parts.

The lengths you went to to go to this hotel were absurd.

And yet, you couldn’t stop.

The “door open” bell chimed as you stepped in.

“Ahh..welcome back.” Jaehyun grinned.

“Hi..Jaehyun..”

He gave you the same room you had the first time. You slept soundly and felt at peace. There was no noise, the food was great..you felt truly alone.

And that’s why you went back..again..and again..and again. The luring feeling of the hotel only got stronger, it was almost like an itch that you had to scratch, a drink of water that you had to have.

You weren’t frustrated by it though, you gave in every time and didn’t see anything wrong with it.

————

[6 Weeks Later]

“Another meeting? Babe, I don’t know, this seems excessive..” Johnny says as he packs the dishwasher.

“And what should I do? Tell my boss no? Things seem to be changing and I just have to..go with flow.” You throw your arms up and start to pack an overnight bag.

“Huh..it’s just weird that this started so suddenly.”

“Yeah I know.” You say bluntly.

“If something was wrong, you’d tell me right? Like..if they’re making you do something..wrong..would you tell me?” Johnny stops packing and looks at the back of your head.

You turn to him slowly. “What are you saying, Johnny?”

“Like..okay, you know how men sometimes take advantage of their positions and-and force-“

“Johnny..what the hell..you don’t trust me? Do you really think I’d go to such lengths to get a better position in a company? I-wow, Johnny.”

“No, no I mean, I know you work your ass off, I just want to make sure..” he walks fast towards you after realizing he messed up.

“Stop, just stop..” you raise a hand to stop him from hugging you.

“I’m sorry, babe, come here.” He reaches out to you.

“No..no, don’t.” You close the door to your room and lay down in your bed alone. Tears running down the sides of your face. You weren’t upset with Johnny, really. You were upset with yourself. You were lying to him and he only cared about you. You thought you loved him, but being around him didn’t feel like home anymore. He slowly started to feel like a stranger and you didn’t know why. He didn’t do anything wrong.

It’s you, it’s just you and your obsession with this hotel.

——

[Two Days Later]

Just a few hours after checking in, you feel like taking a nap so you lay your head down and drift off into sleep.

You miss a few calls from Johnny as you sleep. He wanted to tell you that he took time from work to visit you.

He calls again and again, but reaches the voicemail box message every time.

“Damn it.” He drives to the convention center anyway. He had to see you and give you flowers and chocolates to make up for him being a dick the other night. Then he’d take you out to dinner and you’d watch the stars together while walking in the park.

He’d apologize a million times if he had to. He just wanted to be with you and show you how much he appreciated all that you do.

He smiled to himself as he imagined how shocked you’d be to see him. It was a long drive but you were worth it.

Jaehyun watches you sleep soundly in your bed. He can smell your rosey perfume and coconut-pineapple infused shampoo. He can see how soft your skin is, even as blood races through your veins.

You turn over on your side as you dream. He can hear your heart pumping blood so clearly, he can see your curves under your dress, he can feel how warm you are from just a few feet away and it all drives him crazy.

Johnny stares in confusion as he watches hundreds of people dressed in anime cosplay enter and leave the convention center. 

The entire center was being used for some kind of anime event. There was no way you were here.

Frustrated, Johnny calls you over and over, but of course, no answer. The sun is setting so he turns back and drives home. He speeds down the highway furiously.

How could you lie to him? Even after getting upset with him for doubting you, you still lied anyway.

He was pissed and needed an explanation now.

He continues to call, but Jaehyun picks your phone up and turns it off completely, unplugging it from its charger to make it seem as though it “ran out of power.”

He then kneels down beside your bed.

Johnny nearly throws his phone out of the window of his car when your phone goes straight to voicemail instead of ringing like it did a few times before.

“Did she fucking block me?” 

Just as he picks his phone up to dial you up again, he sees a bright neon sign in the middle of nowhere. “Vacancy.”

This was the only hotel in this area. He peeks out through his window and sure enough, he sees it.

He sees your car parked outside of the hotel. His heart drops, but he pulls into the parking lot and decides that he just can’t let it go.

He parks beside it and heads inside.

“Hello?!” He yells, but there seems to be no one at the front desk or anywhere really.

He paces around like a mad man. He knows you’re here somewhere, he just has to find you and whatever bastard you’re with.

After waiting for five minutes, he steps behind the counter to see if there’s some sort of record for check ins. He scans through the papers, but it doesn’t take him long to find one single check in sheet with one name on it. 

“Room 414.” He says and heads for the elevator.

He steps forward to knock on the door, but sees that it’s already open slightly.

He pushes it slowly, wincing at the creaking sound it makes before walking in.

He hears the familiar sound of you moaning quietly.

He clenches his fists as he walks faster.

But to his surprise, you’re turned over on your side, your back to him. He squints as he tries to make out what exactly he is looking at.

And that’s when Jaehyun’s head flicked up.

His mouth, covered in crimson liquid, opens into a creepy smile that will be burned into Johnny’s memory. His eyes are a dark red with glowing pupils and his sharp teeth glisten in the dark room.

Johnny finally snaps out of it when he realizes that the blood smearing the bottom half of Jaehyun’s face is yours.

“Get away from her!” He runs toward the two of you, but Jaehyun quickly stands up and speeds to grab Johnny’s neck from behind.

“Hold on, sweetheart..it’s not nice to interrupt someone’s dinner time.” Jaehyun whispers into his ear.

Johnny shakes in fear as he feels Jaehyun’s long nails dig into his neck.

“Your girlfriend is just too good to let go, from the first time fate brought her to me, I knew she’d be my favorite.”

“Fuck you!” Johnny lets out as he tries to fight back, but literally cannot move. Jaehyun’s thumb nail presses into his spine.

“I’ll be nice and give you two options. Leave her here with me, never talk to her again, pretend you never saw this.. or well, die.” Jaehyun chuckles.

“Leave her alone, don’t kill her please.” Johnny tries to get out of his grasp, but Jaehyun’s strength is inhuman.

“Kill her? I would never, she’s mine. What good is she to me if she’s dead?”

“Let her go! I don’t know what you are, but she doesn’t deserve this.” Johnny pleads.

“But can't you see, Johnny? She’s so happy here, didn’t you hear her beautiful moans? She’s in complete bliss when she’s with me and that’s why she keeps coming back. It’s like sex, but better, so much better. In all my years of hunting, I’ve never had blood quite as sweet as hers.”

“You’re sick!”

“Johnny boy, make a decision or I’ll make it for you.”

Johnny closes his eyes tightly and starts to cry. He didn’t want to give up on you, he couldn’t. He loved you so much, he couldn’t bear to see you in such a state. But what could he do now? Clearly, Jaehyun was otherworldly and stronger than him.

“Fine. I’ll leave.” He says quietly.

Jaehyun transports the two of them to the hotel lobby in an instant. He lets Johnny go and steps back.

“Goodbye.” He says huskily as he licks Johnny’s blood from his fingernails.

Johnny walks out without looking back. He was going to find a way to save you. If Jaehyun thought he won, he was gravely mistaken.

Jaehyun turns to one of the staff members hiding behind the counter.

“Did you do it?”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“Perfect.” He smirks and starts to head back to your room, but the man speaks again. 

“S-sir, please..” he stands up slowly, using two fingers to pull down the collar of his work shirt.

Jaehyun chuckles. “Not tonight, my love.”

“Please!! It’s been so long, just five minutes!” The man falls to the ground and tugs Jaehyun’s hand.

Jaehyun brings the man’s body up with just his hand around his throat and slams him into the closest wall.

Jaehyun’s eyes glare furiously at the man that dared to touch him. “Drinking from you is like drinking from a deflated milk bag, don’t you think I deserve something better than that?”

“Yes, sir!! I’m so sorry.”

Jaehyun nods and lets the man slide down the wall slowly to the ground. “Go to Jungwoo in the basement if you need it so badly. He will drink from you, but he’s hungry and pissed, you better hope he knows when to stop.”

The man sniffles, “I understand sir.”

“Good.”

————

[A Week Later]

The first day without Johnny, you thought it was weird that he would leave suddenly, but you figured he might be visiting family or something. You missed a few calls from him before he went missing, but surely, he was just giving you a heads up.

You were okay the first few days, sadly. You didn’t miss him as much as you should have. You didn’t sleep much at night, you were always thinking about the hotel and how amazing your sleep was there.

You weren’t mentally present at work either, so your boss told you it was okay to take some time off seeing as your boyfriend was missing.

So you stayed home and did only basic tasks. Most of the time you lived in your memories of your days at the hotel. Sometimes you swore you saw Jaehyun in the mirror behind you or in the corners of the rooms. You even smelled him, but he was never truly there.

Then today, after a week of everyone searching for Johnny, news comes out that his vehicle was found. His mom called you in tears. She told you he crashed into a ditch and died on impact and an investigation would be done to see if there were any mechanical problems with his vehicle.

You hung up without saying a word. You were numb. You didn’t think he was really gone, there was no way. He’d open the door right now and come in with that bright smile of his at any moment.

“Here’s Johnny!” 

You could hear him now.

There’s no way he was gone, he was just missing is all. It was someone else’s body and someone else’s car. Not Johnny, not your Johnny.

And you ate and slept after thinking this way, thinking he was just on vacation. 

But then, the funeral came. You looked onto the grey face of your boyfriend and lost it, it all became reality.

For the first time in a long time, you felt something. You felt pain and anguish, the love you had for Johnny came swinging back like a boomerang, hitting you in your head to make you feel immense regret and heartache. You treated him so poorly and this was your reward.

———

[Two Months Later]

You were slowly getting used to living without Johnny. You cried a lot, but you didn’t think about the hotel much.

You did your own research into where Johnny’s vehicle was found and the suspicious details surrounding his death arose naturally. His vehicle was newer than yours, a 2020 Audi gifted by his parents. There’s no way it would have mechanical issues so early on. The investigation found that his brakes were in good shape but weren’t placed in the correct position due to a “common manufacturing error.” But that didn’t make sense to you. Why now?

Furthermore, the area his vehicle was found in was nowhere close to his job. It was hours away, in the direction of the convention center. Is it possible that he went looking for you?

You knew what you had to do. You had no urge to go back until now.

———

At the hotel, you stood still in the lobby and waited for Jaehyun to lift his head.

He smiled at you fondly, elated that you’re back after such a long time. “Welcome back. Your usual room?”

You step closer. “That won’t be necessary, I’m not staying here tonight. I just need to see something.” You tried your best to not be affected by his cologne and gorgeous face, but it was difficult. His long sleeve shirt still stuck to his toned arms, and his jawline was sharper than ever. 

Jaehyun’s smile doesn’t falter, but his eyes grow. “And what is it that you’d like to see?”

“I think my boyfriend came by here before he..died.”

Jaehyun frowns. “Oh really? I don’t think I’ve seen him.”

You look up and furrow your brows. “I haven’t even told you what he looks like.”

Jaehyun chuckles. “Right, well what I mean to say is, I haven’t seen anyone new since you’ve been here.”

You nod and look up at the cameras on the ceiling. You remembered seeing them there the first night. 

“To be sure he didn’t come by, may I take a look at the video recordings you have for the day before he went missing?”

Jaehyun stares at you through sinister eyes, but doesn’t stop smirking.

“I can’t say no to you, ma’am. You’re my favorite guest, after all.”

He takes you to his office where he scrolls through the saved files automatically uploaded in the drive by the camera system he has.

Strangely, the footage for that date is spotty and cuts out at random times. But what did you expect for an old hotel?

“Here, it’s all yours.” Jaehyun allows you to sit at his desk and go through the footage yourself before leaving you alone, but after looking for about an hour, you find nothing.

You head out and walk by Jaehyun who waits in the lobby. “Did you see what you were looking for?”

“Who..I didn’t see “who” I was looking for, but thank you.” You push the door open, but stop abruptly as a thought crosses your mind.

“I think there’s something quite strange here..”

“Oh, what could it be?” Jaehyun says with intrigue.

“You never appear in your camera’s footage and yet, you’re always here, why is that?” You ask after recalling how you had seen other staff or hotel guests in the recordings but you never saw him.

Jaehyun’s smile grows. “Are you sure you don’t want to spend the night?”

You pause for a moment, but shake your head and walk outside. As you get closer to your car, however, you notice that it’s..tilted.

“Shit.” You say as you realize that one of your tires is flat, a shining silver nail sticks out of the side.

What is it about this place that always gives you car problems?

You go back into the hotel and call the tow truck company. The agent informs you that they are unable to send someone out until the morning so you’re stuck.

You shouldn’t have done this, you shouldn’t have come back here alone. 

You reluctantly take the hotel key from Jaehyun and head to your room.

But this time, you don’t sleep. Something was off about this place and you didn’t want to be caught off guard at any time. 

You place a knife you carried in your bag under your pillow and lie down awake. A furious thunderstorm echoed outside of your window, you listened to it and focused on the sound of each crash along with your room becoming illuminated from the lightning strikes to stay awake. 

However, a few hours into the night, you hear your door open. You close your eyes quickly and pretend to be asleep. That unmistakable scent.

It was him, it was Jaehyun. You could feel him standing at the end of your bed in the darkness, just staring at you, his eyes burning holes into skull as he watched you sleep.

First it was 20 minutes, then 30 then 2 full hours of him standing and staring. What was he waiting for? Why was he watching you? And why didn’t you do anything?

It felt like your mind was playing tricks on you. You’d open your eyes slightly after each strike of lightning lit up your room and see Jaehyun’s location change. One second he was at the end of your bed, the next he was sitting in the loveseat in the corner.

Was he playing with you? 

He knew you were awake, he could sense your heartbeat was not relaxed like it usually was when you slept. Why were you fighting him?

You couldn’t take it anymore, you grab your knife and jump up in the bed while holding it in front of you. 

“What do you want?!” You tell as thunder shakes the walls of the hotel.

But Jaehyun isn’t there. Did you imagine him standing there? Were you seeing things because you haven't slept?

You turn the bedside lamp on and look around in terror. You could’ve sworn he was just there. 

You get up and walk around, looking under the bed and in your closet and bathroom. But there was nothing.

You still have the knife in your hand as you open your door and walk around the halls of the hotel. As usual, it’s quiet and you feel like you’re the only one alive.

Jaehyun is nowhere to be seen. He isn’t downstairs in the lobby either. You finally calm down and head to the elevator.

But when you get to your floor and step out from the elevator, you see Jaehyun standing at the end of the hallway with his arms behind his back.

“Everything alright, ma’am? Why aren’t you sleeping?” He asks quietly.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

Jaehyun only chuckles and the lights of the hallway flicker suddenly. When they flicker back on, he’s gone.

You run to your room and lock the door, triple checking it to make sure the chain is up.

“Damn it, I really need to stay awake.” You rub your eyes and decide to take a shower.

You turn the water to the “cold” setting in an effort to wake yourself up. You turn the T.V on and at a high volume too.

However, no matter how hard you try, sleep eventually falls over you. 

You rest your head on the tile and relax.

You felt arms around, hugging you from behind. They felt like Johnny’s arms..but they weren’t. Your brain was tricking you. He’s not here, you know that. So why do you still feel them?

“Darling…”

“Jaehyun..”

He runs his hands along your arms and over your fingers.

“Why do you fight?”

“I-I don’t know.” You say sleepily, the back of your head resting on the center or his chest. You can feel his abs on your back and his pelvis on your butt.

“It’ll be better for both of us if you let go..”

“I don’t want..to let you go, Johnny.”

“He didn’t love you like I love you, darling..” Jaehyun bites into your neck.

You gasp. “Jaehyun!”

He sucks harder and the feeling is intense, but heavenly and unlike anything you’ve felt before. You’re half-asleep, but you don’t want him to stop.

He releases your neck. “I love you so much more than he did.”

“Jaehyun, don’t stop, please..” an unexplainable feeling covers your body, it feels like you’re floating and in total bliss.

He sucks again as you guide his left hand to your thigh.

All thoughts of Johnny fade now as you focus on your building satisfaction. Jaehyun makes you feel amazing with his mouth, your mind is clouded with thoughts of him only.

He takes the hint and slides two fingers into your trembling body slowly while sucking hard. You moan loudly as his other hand caresses your breasts and pinches your pointed nipples.

“Are you mine?” He whispers into your ear, loud enough to cover the sound of the water falling down on both your bodies, but just quiet enough to make it sultry and deep.

“Yes..yes.” Is all you can think of as his thumb brushes against your clit teasingly.

He bites again and in just a few moments you cry out his name while climaxing.

He holds your shaking body close to him and transports the two of you to your bed in a split second.

He crawls over your naked and resumes sucking your blood once more. This time, you take his hard member and start to stroke it. He grunts at the feeling of your soft, gentle fingers on him and knows he can’t hold back any longer.

“You’re so beautiful..” he uses one hand and holds both wrists above your head as your lips fall open.

He pushes into you slowly, feeling you clench around him as he sucks your neck harder. Your blood tasted good, too good, he had to be careful not to take too much. 

You were wide awake now and that meant that you’d feel everything, even the pain that accompanied the bite. But as the pressure on your neck increased, so did your arousal and intense pleasure.

“Jaehyun..fuck..” you mutter.

His hips move back and forth and in circular motions as he deepens your bodies into the bed. His grip on your wrists tighten and it almost feels as if he has no intention of ever letting you escape from under his toned body.

He then takes your hands in his and intertwines your fingers before placing both hands on either side of your head. He watches as tears fall out of your eyes. He knows the pleasure is good for you, so good you don’t feel the pain yet.

“My love…will you stay with me?” Jaehyun pleads as his deep red eyes stare into yours. His mouth is smeared with so much of your blood, but that doesn’t matter to you right now. You only care about reaching your orgasm with the beautiful and strange man.

“Yes..Jaehyun, I’m yours.”

“Tell me what you want..” he whispers, his tone laced in pure seduction.

“I want you..Jaehyun, I need you.” You moan over the thunder.

“Stay with me forever..” he looks down on you under him with low eyes, watching as a breathy “yes.” falls from your beautiful lips.

He grins then sucks your blood once more. He takes longer, deeper strokes so you can feel every vein. Your body curves into his as your back arches. Time slows and you swear it stands completely still as you release onto him.

But he doesn’t stop, he kisses the skin in between your breasts and continues downward to your navel, decorating your entire midsection with bloody kisses.

He looks up at you through low eyes as his breath fans your entrance. You’re slowly coming down from your high when he lays his tongue against it, flicking the tip against your throbbing clit. You flinch and grab his hair instantly.

“Jaehyun!” you cry out. He takes your hand in his and licks again before biting the inner skin of your thigh. He sucks your blood once more, sending a rush through your body again.

You silently and slowly go crazy inside as his lips switch from kissing your core to kissing your thigh. Jaehyun groans against your opening. Every move he made while watching you writhe under him made your heart race faster and your blood pump harder, rushing into his mouth with ease. 

He flattens his tongue against you repeatedly while sliding two fingers inside you and soon enough, your body climaxes hard another time.

He crawls over you slowly, watching as a stream of curses leaves your lips. He grabs your neck to pull you into a sloppy kiss, making sure to cover your mouth in both your slick and blood as his tongue overtakes yours. You moan into his mouth and grab onto his shoulders tightly, feeling him enter your still sensitive opening with his girthy length.

“You’re so sweet, and you’re all mine.” he whispers as he pulls away.

You bite your bottom lip and nod, loving the way his chest feels on yours. 

“You love this, don’t you?” he smirks as he moves in and out at a painfully slow pace.

You nod again.

His hold on your neck tightens suddenly and his tone grows dark. 

“Speak when spoken to, darling. Do you love this?”

“Yes..yes, I do” you whimper.

He chuckles and to your satisfaction, starts to move faster while kissing you deeply. Your mind is flooded with him. He consumed you, all you could think about was being his in that moment. 

He goes back to sucking blood from your neck and soon, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you see stars again. Within minutes you black out.

———

When you wake up the next day, you feel the worst pain you’ve ever felt, but proceed to throw your robe on.

You run over to your mirror and see two small holes in your neck.

“I didn’t bother to heal them this time. You’re mine, so there’s no point.”

Jaehyun startles you from behind. He’s now wearing his hotel uniform with a black vest over it. 

“Wh-what?”

“Oh don’t tell me you forgot? Last night, you said you were mine, remember?”

You nod and back away from him slowly. You hold on tightly to the knife you hid in your robe’s pocket the night before

“I was too caught up, Jaehyun. I have to go back home.”

He steps towards you as you head toward the door.

“This is your home now, can’t you see?”

You shake your head. “No..I only came to find out about what happened to Johnny, not to be with you.”

His smile falls. “Johnny…” he chuckles, “you know, I could’ve sworn I fucked his name out of your memory last night.”

You grip the knife harder, seeing that you clearly upset him as his eyes changed from brown to red.

“Jaehyun, I’m sorry that I gave you the wrong impression. It’s just—“

He appears in front of you in just seconds, but you react quickly and stab him in his throat. Blood spews out as he stumbles backwards in shock.

You run out of the room and yell for help.

“Help!!! Help me please!!!”

You run fast and look for the stairs.

You look behind you to see Jaehyun marching down the hallway with a hand on the knife sticking out of his neck. You scream even louder and bolt towards the staircase.

He simply laughs and starts clapping while he paces towards you.

“Very good, y/n. This is why you’re my favorite.”

You bang hard against a door and someone finally comes out. 

You hold the lady and try to run into her room but she glances away from you and looks at Jaehyun coming down the hallway. That’s when you notice that she too has two holes in her neck.

“Is there something wrong, sir?”

The lady asks him and not you.

“She tried to kill me, sweetheart..”

The lady gasps and grabs your wrist.

“You can't kill Master, are you out of your mind?!” she shakes you violently as Jaehyun gets closer.

You stare in confusion, she’s just a hotel guest. He wasn’t her master, what was she saying?

“Master lets us live nice lives!”

You take yourself out of her grip and run down the stairs. It made sense now. Everyone in the hotel was a victim to Jaehyun. He was the subject of their addiction. And you fell for it too. He fed on you whenever you slept, increasing your desire not for the hotel, but for him.

“Be a good girl and get her for me, bring her to me alive, let the others know what she’s done.” Jaehyun gives the guest his demand and uses the elevator instead.

By the time you get to the first floor, a mob of angry staff and hotel guests crowd you so you can’t leave.

“What the hell is going on here? He’s a monster, we need to call the police!!”

Jaehyun shakes his head. “As far as they know, you’re the only monster here, y/n..you tried to kill me, but it’s okay..” he grabs the knife and takes it out of his neck like it’s nothing. 

Your mouth falls open in horror.

“Just a graze, that’s all.” He chuckles.

“Please let me go, I won’t tell anyone about what I’ve seen, I’ll never come back.”

“But that’s the thing, darling, I want, no, I need you here with me, I love you.”Jaehyun reaches out to you

Your mouth falls open as tears run down your cheeks. “What? You’re insane.”

“Everyone else was so easy to hold on to..the people around you are all mine, I feed off of them, and give them a better life. Nothing feels as good to them as I do.” He says smoothly. “But you..you’re different. I thought last night would’ve sealed the deal, but once again, I was wrong.”

He laughs out.

“Jaehyun, I’ll do anything, please just let me go.”

“Your blood is magnificent too, the first night you came to me felt like a blessing. I knew you had to be mine, my wife, forever.”

“Please..why me?” You sob as you watch his neck heal rapidly, you on the other hand, feel terrible because of how much blood he took from you the night before. You knew you were too weak to fight.