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Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Romance, Mild Angst, Slice of Life
Rating: PG-13 (M for future smut)
Warnings: none for the prologue
Pairing: Jungkook x reader, Taehyung x oc (Ebony)
Notes: vampire!bts. Not idol!bts. Other groups might appear. Single quote marks ‘ ‘ are for thoughts and double “ “ are for talking.
Additional Notes: to get an understanding of the boys, you might want to click on the link below that says meet the clan~
Tagging: @grxnadxs
Summary: They say if it’s too good to be true, it usually isn’t. You and your roommate Ebony are struggling. But that may soon be over with the help of seven men that call themselves Bangtan. But there’s always a catch, right? Being two maids to seven men can’t be all that bad, though.
MASTERLIST || MEET THE CLAN
In an abandoned location somewhere in South Korea, seven young men who also just happened to be vampires, found themselves staring on with pride as they took in the sight of their new home.
“Not too shabby if I do say so myself.”
“You? What did you do besides make a better paperweight?”
“Hey----It’s called delegating. It’s an important job, thank you very much.”
Namjoon found himself subconsciously scratching at his head as he side glanced his older brother Jin. The two were watching the pair of fellow vampires as they bickered back and forth. Yoongi, who had been called the paperweight, was insisting that he contributed to the reconstruction of the abandoned mansion while Taehyung felt otherwise. Of course it was all in good fun. Everyone truly had put in their fair share of effort into bringing the old structure back to it’s former glory.
It was perfect for them, really.
It fit their old fashioned taste and yet they were able to revamp where it was needed. Jin insisted that the kitchen be completely upgraded with stainless steel modern appliances but Jungkook wanted to keep some of the character it held. The common room was modernized with a huge flat screen smart TV to make it look more like an every day living room. Not to mention there was at least three different gaming consoles for family nights.
After assessing all the original rooms in the place, they were able to knock out some walls here and reconstruct walls there and once it was all said and done, each vampire had his own bedroom with an en suite bathroom. Jungkook, being the resident laundry fairy, got dibs on deciding where the laundry room would be. The others gave him whatever he wanted because one, they appreciated him doing the laundry. And two, he was their baby boy who got everything he wanted.
Since some of the boys enjoyed swimming laps as a form of exercise, it was decided that they would have not only an indoor pool, but an outdoor pool as well for in the summertime. Because believe it or not, the Bangtan Clan was a different breed of vampires. But we’ll get to that later.
Namjoon, with his love for all things nature, took it upon himself to rid the estate of all the overgrown weeds and other trash that had floated cross country into their territory. In its place, he had planted various flowers and shrubs along with various fruit trees. Again, not your typical run-of-the-mill vampires. Ever heard of a fruit bat???
“Welp. Now that all of that is done, who’s gonna be the designated house maid that keeps this place spic ‘n span?”
With a bright, boxy smile and hands on his hips, Taehyung turned to the rest of his clan and gave them an expectant look. They all gave him about the same blank look in return as some of them even blinked slowly in thought. Clearing his throat, Jin took a step forward with a hand over his chest as he said casually,
“I’m the cook so don’t look at me.”
“And I’m already doing laundry for everyone so count me out.”
“And I’m allergic to cleaning supplies.”
Everyone gave Yoongi a deadpanned look as he just shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets before proceeding to take a walk inside their new home. It would seem the Bangtan clan was at a standstill. Sure, they had put in tons of money and time and hard work into restoring the mansion, but did the world really expect 7 bachelors to maintain the place and keep it clean and tidy??? Naaaah.
“We could always just hire some people to help around the house and keep it clean. It’s not like we don’t have the money. The Bullet phones are a huge hit with our latest release of updates.”
Jhope was right, they weren’t exactly low on cash flow. You see, Bangtan has been around for a long long time. Dating back from centuries when gentleman with manners were the real men of the world. But over time, the world changed and Bangtan had to try and keep up with those changes. However, they always stayed true to themselves. Boys will be boys but they could and would remain as gentlemen with manners and be humble.
With the world changing and some of the most popular material items being these things called cell phones, the boys knew they had to do something or else they were going to fall behind and fall victim to their own old fashioned ways. So after several years of schooling in computer science and business management, the seven young men were able to join together and create what the modern world now knows as the Bullet phone. A cell phone ahead of it’s time. Hence why they aren’t hurt for money.
“Good point. Perhaps it’s something we should look into.”
And so that’s how the group of men agreed that for now, they’d do their best to try and keep the place as tidy and clean as they could till they could find some hired help willing to put up with seven young men.
As the others began to trickle back inside to get settled into their new home, Taehyung walked up beside the youngest of the clan and gently put him in a headlock. Which of course he knew was stupid because despite being the youngest, Jungkook was also the strongest.
“Wanna go grab some pizza for the guys so that Jin hyung doesn’t have to cook on our first night settled in?”
Easily overpowering his older brother, Jungkook swiftly managed to put Taehyung in a headlock as if he had done so a million times before while he replied with a cocky smirk,
“Yeah sure. Considering as how we have no food in the first place and Namjoonie hyung has only just now planted the fruit trees.”
After the two were done rough housing around with each other, they quickly went inside to inform their older brothers that they were going to grab some pizzas and other snacks from town. Immediately the older men relayed their own special requests which left Jungkook playing the Golden Secretary as he jotted it all down on his phone.
“Alright. We’ll be back shortly.”
Not really having a need for a vehicle but deciding it would be best to look normal and blend in with society, they decided to hop in Jungkook’s car and head to town. Vampire or not, with their popular status of being the young geniuses behind the Bullet phones, it was still going to be difficult to blend in with society. But they’d do their best as they parked their expensive car on the street.
“Okay so Jin hyung specifically asked for------”
Taehyung was just about to ask his little brother if he was okay before he too suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. It was evening and the middle of the workweek so not many people were walking the streets but something, or rather someone, had caught the two boys attention.
But......it just didn’t seem possible. For years it had went on like this without a trace and now suddenly......it’s happening. The legends that their Namjoon hyung had talked about when they were just fledglings was real. Before it was just a bedtime story but now......it was suddenly very real.
“What does yours smell like, Kook?”
“Bananas. I think I’m salivating. Oh god. What about yours, hyung?”
“Fresh cut strawberries.”
Both males took one look at each other before starting to follow the scent of their favorite fruit. This was crazy. Just absolutely crazy. It was supposed to be a myth. Just a fairy tale told to young vampires of their kind to help them have good dreams at night. However, it didn’t seem like such a fairy tale now that they were walking like they were two men on a mission to find the holy grail.
“Mine went this way. You text me, maknae!”
“I will, hyung! Good luck!”
“You too, kid!”
Taehyung used his amazing sense of smell to help him track down where the strong scent of strawberries was coming from. In all his years of consuming the juicy red fruits, he had never smelled any quite like this. It was like someone had took the freshest strawberries ever to be grown and shoved them under his nose. It nearly knocked him out when he had first gotten out of the car.
By now, he had wandered several blocks away from their vehicle and was on a much quieter part of town. Then again, it was getting late. The sun was still out but dusk was quickly approaching. That worked for him. The sun wasn’t painful but it tended to give him a dull headache if he stood out in direct light for too long.
The scent was getting stronger and it only made the handsome young male walk faster. Soon enough, he found himself staring at the storefront of what appeared to be an old antique bookstore that someone tried to remodel and revamp but had little success. This was it. He could smell the scent rolling from under the door in waves.
His mate was through this door.
Jungkook lost all sense of direction and time as he simply kept following the scent. Gosh it was so strong he could taste it! It tasted like the best carton of banana milk he had ever had in his life! Trying not to choke on his own drool, he sped up in pace when he could tell the scent was getting stronger and stronger. It’d be real fun to try and find his car later. But that was the least of his worries right now.
What felt like hours but was really only about 20 or 25 minutes, the young male halted in his tracks as he came across what appeared to be a modest looking diner. The neon lights had just turned on as the sun was continuing to set. Subconsciously licking his lips, Jungkook slowly approached the door to the diner and opened it; hearing the little bell chime of his arrival.
“Good evening! Will it be for here or to go?”
“Bloody hell.”
It was you. With your bright smile turning into a confused one as you heard the two words he mumbled under his breath. God you were beautiful. Your hair all tied up to keep it out of customers’ food and that cute frilly apron that made you fit the cookie cutter diner waitress role to a T. You were perfect.
And you were his. All his.
“Hello. Welcome to Shin’s Bookstore. Is there anything I can help you find?”
Taehyung stood there at the front register where she sat. Her. The girl who smelled like fresh cut strawberries. She was just sitting there with her laptop but to the male, she was like a goddess sitting on her pedestal of perfection. He knew his mouth was hanging open but there was nothing he could do about it. So captured by her beauty he was that it left him completely immobile.
The guys weren’t going to be getting their pizza any time soon tonight.
Taehyung is remarkably quick to respond to your request, stepping away from you just enough to pull his t-shirt off and throw it elsewhere as you hungrily watch on. He’s just as lean as you were expecting him to be, somewhere in between Jimin and Yoongi in terms of frame but lacking the same kind of muscle that’s bestowed on the former. His skin is flawless, though, more akin to milky coffee than cream, and you find yourself irresistibly drawn to touch him, the palms of your hands placed flat on his chest as you regard him with something halfway between lust and wonder.
“Can I take this off?” Taehyung asks quietly, effectively pulling you out of your state of distraction by giving a tug to the front of your sweater.
“Seeing as you asked so nicely,” you smile, surprising yourself with how cocky you sound. It's like Jimin’s words are coming out of your mouth without you even meaning them to.
You see Tae lick his lips right before his face disappears, your sweater momentarily obscuring your vision as it’s tugged over your head, and you’re shivering excitedly by the time it hits the floor at your feet. You're braless underneath, and when your nipples meet the cold air they instantly become instantly erect, Taehyung’s intense stare only serving to harden them further.
His fingers twitch at his sides.
“You want to touch them Tae?” His mouth slightly parted, he nods just once. “Finish getting undressed for me, first.”
Where the hell is this coming from? You've never acted like this before - you've not even ever thought about acting like this before - but watching the way Taehyung starts to scramble to remove his pants and the way he bites his lip when you greedily palm your breast… yeah, this is definitely something you could learn to enjoy.
He steps out of his pants, and now it's you that's biting your lip as your eyes come to rest on the generous package enclosed inside his tight grey boxers. There’s the biggest patch of pre-cum you've ever seen collecting at where the head must lie, and when Taehyung brushes his palm against his length, exhaling hard, you swear it gets even bigger.
“Those too,” you add huskily, your voice hitching as you pinch your nipple between your thumb and forefinger, knowing just the pressure with which to do it to send pleasure jolting straight between your legs.
He hooks his thumbs into his waistband at your instruction and then drags them down, kicking them off to the side, and when he straightens up and you catch full sight of him you audibly groan, squeezing your breast reflexively as you take him in.
Taehyung’s completely hairless, and this, along with the device that he's got wrapped around the base of his cock, makes him look gloriously well-endowed.
“Is that one of your toys?” you ask breathlessly, your eyes stuck on the throbbing, veiny length of him even as he walks back towards you. He immediately takes your breasts in both hands - knocking yours aside - rolling the soft flesh in his palms as he starts to kiss your neck hungrily.
“It's a cock-ring, jagi, ” he informs you between kisses, “It’ll make me feel so good for you...” Oh, you don't doubt it.
“D-does it feel good for you too?” Your now unoccupied hand seems to develop a life of its own as you reach between your bodies, running a fingertip from the edge of the ring all the way the way to the tip of his cock, pre-cum oozing out onto your finger when you get there. Taehyung practically mewls as you do this, his thumbs roughly stimulating your nipples to bring you to the point of panting too.
“Yes…” You wrap your hand around the length of him, slowly starting to pump him up and down and smiling to yourself when he shudders at your touch. “So good…”
The kisses you share when you find his mouth again are rougher and needier than they were just minutes ago - your tongue delving eagerly into his mouth and swallowing up every moan he makes - and in one minute more one of Taehyung’s hands abandons your breast to delve downward, slipping under the waistband of your pyjama bottoms uninvited and immediately finding its way to your core.
There's no teasing about it this time; Tae’s fingers sink directly into your wet heat and skewer you on them so roughly that you momentarily short-circuits, crying out and throwing an arm around his shoulder to cling onto him for support. Your busy hands start to work in time with one another's, your forehead pressed to his chest that's starting to perspire as you pant against it.
“You're so wet, so fucking wet,” Taehyung groans in those low, dulcet tones of his, and the noises coming from underneath your pyjama bottoms only serve to agree with him as he strokes at your insides.
“More,” you moan greedily, tugging at his cock in time with his fingers, and honestly you'd think you were being a bit too rough if it weren't for the groans of pleasure that accompany his every exhale. “More Tae, give me more.” He yanks your pyjama buttons down with his free hand, allowing you to open yourself up to accommodate a third finger and a thumb against your clit, and like this Taehyung manages to bring you to your high within seconds, your cries muffling into his chest and your legs threatening to give out from underneath you whilst you’re so awash with pleasure.
After all too fleeting moment of ecstasy is come and gone, Taehyung walks you over to his bed and sits you on the end of it, bending to kiss you just that little bit softer than before whilst his hands cradle your face. When you start to stroke his cock again he stands straight, his chest rising and falling heavily as you pay particular attention to the head, smoothing back his foreskin and smearing a generous helping of pre-cum around the sensitive skin underneath.
He stands there like that, head tilted back, lips parted, gratefully receiving the pleasure you so eagerly give, and you're trying so hard to burn this image of him into your memory that you can't tear your eyes off of him, not for a second - not even when you hear voices out in the hallway. The others must be heading to bed now, too, though you pay them very little thought, far too wrapped up in trying to make Taehyung fall apart.
“Do you want-” He has to pause for a second, his teeth dragging along his bottom lip as you squeeze his length. “-Do you want to see my other toys?” You nod enthusiastically, releasing him from your grip even though you’re reluctant to do so. Leaning back on your elbows you watch with a tilted head as Tae walks to his closet, sliding open the doors and then squatting to rummage inside. He has the kind of skinny boy butt that you just want to sink your teeth into, so petite and pert, and it takes an awful lot of willpower not to follow him over there to do just that.
Soon enough, Taehyung emerges from his closet with a black box in hand and an equally boxy grin on his face. It’s inconspicuous enough really - just a plastic box with clip fasteners that would never arose any suspicion on first glance - but when he brings it over and opens it up, sat on the bed with the box between you, you have to try not to gawp.
There’s all manner of goodies inside, some of which you recognise, some which you most definitely don’t, and suddenly all those nerves are coming back again, making you swallow hard as your eyes drift over a rather large anal plug.
You look up with flushed cheeks to find Tae watching you closely with those gorgeous brown eyes of his, evidently trying to gauge your reaction. Knowing that he’s waiting for you to say something you glance down into the box again, wetting your lips that have suddenly gone very dry.
“Tae… I’ve never tried anything like this before…” you confess slowly, hoping that he won’t be too disappointed by your lack of experience. Hell, before a few weeks ago you’d never had any experience with sex at all, let alone with whatever that strange egg-shaped thing is. Surprisingly Tae just smiles, letting his head flop to the side as he regards you.
“I don’t want to use them on you, ” he tells you, reaching across the space between you to cup your breast again, gently toying with your nipple as a confused frown graces your face. Why did he get them out then, if it wasn’t with the purpose of using them? “I want you to use them on me.”
Oh.
Your mouth pops open, breath hitching and hips bucking when Tae pinches your nipple harshly. Well that… you don’t know how you feel about that. It’s particularly hard to form any coherent thought when he continues fondling you with those eager hands of his.
“Would you like that, jagiya? Want to play with me?” You look back into the box, your eyes roving over all the different shapes and sizes and materials, and out of the corner of your eye you can see Taehyung starting to touch himself lightly. He hasn’t started soften during any of this, his cock still straining hard and upright, and you think that must be partly thanks to the cock-ring still sat so snugly at its base.
Your hand is just reaching out to touch something that looks a little bit like a pair of small metal clips when Tae lets slip a deep moan, the sound of which hits you right between your legs, and suddenly, you’re very, very certain that yes, you really do want to take part in his little games - especially if it means you can get him making more delicious noises like that.
“Tae… what’re these for?” you ask softly, lifting them out of the box. He opens his eyes - he’d let his head fall backwards with the slow, soft strokes he was bestowing on himself - and flashes you a smile when he sees what you’re holding.
“Nipple clamps.” You eye them suspiciously as you turn them over in your hands. To you they just look like they should hurt, what with the toothy grips on the end… but then maybe that’s the point?
“You want… do you want me to put these on for you?” you ask, hesitant.
“It doesn’t matter what I want,” he states matter-of-factly, his expression far too open and naive to match the things his hands are doing and the toys he likes to play with.
Your eyes drift from his face to his nipples; they’re already hard, tiny buds that are an even darker shade of brown than his skin. You can’t help but wonder if they’d become red and swollen like his lips are under the teeth of the clamps… whether he’d whine when you put them on. God, Yoongi would hate these…
“Jagi, please.” Taehyung’s tone is suddenly a little desperate, his cock twitching in his hand as he looks at you from under his thick eyelashes. “Whatever you want, I’ll do whatever you ask. Use me.”
Hearing his breathy, needy pleas seems to flick some sort of switch inside of you - one that you never even knew was there - and before you’ve even thought about what you’re doing you’ve shoved his box of toys from between you and you’re climbing onto his lap, nipple clamps in hand.
You grab his wrist, pulling his hand off of his cock as you lean your weight against his chest to force him down onto the mattress. Taehyung’s hands end up above his head in a seemingly automatic gesture, one that has a thrill of pleasure running through you when you see it, smirking as you lower your mouth to his chest and start to litter him with wet, careless kisses.
It doesn’t take long for you to find your way to one of his nipples, and you’re not cautious with your tongue or your teeth as you start to flick and bite at it, already knowing that Tae will inevitably enjoy whatever pain you dish out. Indeed, his hips are starting to move restlessly beneath you, low groans of pleasure spilling out of him each time you bite just that little bit harder.
Sitting up, you attach the first clamp to his spit-shined nipple, and the look of agony that crosses Taehyung’s face when you do makes your pussy clench around nothing, arousal starting to drip from you onto his thighs.
“You want the other one?” you ask breathily, and when he nods you immediately repeat the process with just as pleasant results. You take a minute just to pause and admire your work once the second one is attached, smiling to yourself at just how wrecked the boy beneath you looks.
His breaths are shuddering, his head lolled to the side with his blonde hair in disarray, lips bitten to pieces and his eyes shut tight, cock leaking on his stomach. The urge to sink yourself down onto him and satisfy the fierce ache between your legs is almost overwhelming, but your force yourself to hold back; you’re having too much fun to stop now. You want to see how far you can push before he’s begging for release, certain that you can have him moaning and groaning your name before you’ve even felt him inside.
“Which is your favourite, Tae?” you ask softly, leaning down to kiss him and chuckling at the way his hips push upward to nudge his cock against your stomach, chasing any friction he can find. You let your body sink down onto his, permitting him to thrust against the soft warmth of your skin for a while before cruelly taking it away again, tutting at his lack of response despite enjoying the sounds he’d started to make in the absence of real speech. “Talk to me baby, or I won’t want to play anymore.”
That’s a lie and you know it is, but oh, if only your daddy could see you now. You’ve learnt so much from his example; you’re sure he’d be proud.
“Th-the beads,” he stammers, his eyes wider than usual, mouth remaining open with the ragged breaths he’s taking. He looks so pretty like this that you find yourself running a hand through his hair soothingly, pushing it back from his face in a gesture he seems to find comforting. “The metal ones.”
You pull the box closer to you again, rummaging around in amongst all manner of items until you find the ones you think he means, lifting them out to dangle above his face.
“These?” His pink tongue prods at the corner of his mouth, gaze flicking from the toy to your face before he nods. They’re heavier than you expected them to be; a long line of metal beads that slowly increase in size as they move along the chain, smooth and cold to the touch. You’re not an idiot - you know what these are designed for - but as for actually getting started with them… you’re at a little bit of a loss.
Thankfully your new position of power allows you some flexibility; instead of having to admit that you don’t know what you’re doing you simply lean down to whisper in Taehyung’s ear.
“Get yourself ready, baby.” You nibble gently at his earlobe, pleased by the wanton groan that your words pull from his lungs. “I want to watch.” With a great amount of willpower you climb off of his lap, remaining to kneel at the foot of the bed whilst Taehyung eagerly shimmies his way backward, leaning over to his bedside table to retrieve what turns out to be a bottle of lubricant that he squeezes liberally over the fingers of his left hand.
You’re transfixed, watching with a bounding pulse as that hand comes downward to nestle between Taehyung’s legs. He spreads them wider, his head falling back amongst the pillows as he strokes his perineum up and down, up and down, and then further down still, till his slippery fingers are pushing against his asshole and you’re reaching down to touch yourself too, the room full of the sounds of heavy breaths that belong to the both of you.
He picks his feet up off the bed, giving you an all the more graphic view of the things he’s doing to himself, and you wait until he sinks one of his fingertips past that puckered ring of muscle before sliding a finger inside yourself too.
Both of you are moaning simultaneously, fingering yourselves in union, and god, Taehyung’s sheets are going to be ruined by the time you’re done; your juices running down your thighs as you watch him stretch himself open, adding a second finger and whimpering into the pillow as he does.
You can’t stand it any longer. You need to touch him again - need to find some relief of your own. Crawling up the bed, you call his name and Taehyung lets his legs drop, craning his neck forward to look down at where you’re sat between his feet. He curses loudly when he sees what you’re doing with the anal beads, easing them in and out of your pussy to warm and lubricate them, and when you smirk back at him, allowing yourself a salacious moan, his head flops right back down into the pillow, his hips flexing up off of the mattress.
“You want these, Tae?” you ask, withdrawing them from yourself to press the blunt curve of the smallest ball against his perineum.
“Please,” he groans, his body tipping from side to side like he’s trying to wriggle after it when you drag the metal across his hole. Gingerly you apply a little pressure, testing the resistance and biting your lip when Taehyung hisses. “Please, put it in, jagi, please.”
Hushing him, you spare a modicum of pity and start to palm his cock again, stroking the length of him as you gradually ease the first bead inside, and then the second, and then the third, and with each ball that slips inside Taehyung whimpers and cries, twitching in your hand. By the time the toy is fully inserted he’s practically tearing at his own hair, the heels of his hands pressed into his eyes, legs shaking on either side of you.
“Everything ok?” you check quietly, placing a gentle kiss on his knee and ceasing all motion for a moment, concerned that it’s all becoming a little too much.
“Mm-m ok,” he answers after a brief pause, barely able to speak he’s so breathless and keeping his eyes covered. “Feels so g-good.” Again his cock twitches, the whole length of it throbbing and starting to look painfully swollen, the head an angry red from where it’s emerging above your fist.
Sufficiently reassured you begin again, withdrawing the beads almost entirely before thrusting them back inside, and every time you do it’s almost like you can feel it yourself, your pussy aching so badly that you could cry. Taehyung looks like he’s beginning to fair no better, either; his lips nearly bleeding from how badly he’s been biting them, his cries becoming more and more desperate each time he’s breached.
There’s no pre-cum left to seep from him anymore, but what remains you lean over and begin to lick from him, moaning as you suckle soothingly on the head of his cock, and it’s at this point Taehyung breaks.
“I can’t - I can’t take anymore,” he tells you, his voice hoarse, eyes filling with tears as he removes his hands only to have you take them both, threading your fingers through his. “I need to cum, please, please let me cum. It hurts, jagi.”
“Ok, ok,” you soothe, climbing across him to sit astride his hips, smothering his continuing pleas with the softest, gentlest of kisses until you feel him start to calm, his grip on your hands starting to loosen, his muscles starting to go lax underneath you. “It’s ok.” You smile tenderly at him, releasing his hands to first stroke his face and then remove the ring that’d brought him so much pleasure and pain. He sighs in relief as it comes off and once again you kiss him, suddenly full of affection, wanting to touch him all over but no longer tease.
“You’ve been such a good boy, Taehyung,” you praise, smiling when you hear him hum happily into your next kiss. You reach down between your bodies, only now realising how badly your hands are shaking as you line up the tip of his cock with your entrance.
“Please,” he whispers, and that’s enough for you to finally give in, allowing yourself what you both so desperately want by sinking onto him in one exquisite motion. The feel of him stretching you open, the way your walls clench around him, just finally feeling full; it’s enough to have you falling forward to bury your head in the crook of his neck, stammering a string of nonsensical curses. You can’t wait to allow yourself time to stretch, to accomodate; you’re too desperate for that, and so is he.
“Taehyung,” you gasp, rocking your hips back and forth, your fingers threaded in his hair, “Tae, make me cum, fuck me, please.” You’re past the point of no return, no longer able to remain the dominant one, to be the one in control - you need him to take over, to wreck and ravage you until you can’t take a minute more and luckily, Taehyung obliges. His hands settle on your hips, grabbing at you as he starts to slam up into you from underneath, and god, it feels so good that you know you won’t last long, not after how long you’ve waited for this moment.
“So good, so good,” you hear him groaning between pants, his face turning to press against your hair, “Feels so good, fuck.”
Writhing on top of him, chasing your orgasm on his cock as it pounds against your g-spot, you start to suck on his neck, leaving dark, purple bruises to show where you’ve been. It’s the only way to stop yourself from screaming, and honestly, you love the way he’s moaning in agony, only fucking you harder in response to the added pain.
“Tae, Tae-ah, ah, I’m gonna cum, shit, I’m gonna-” That’s all you can manage before it suddenly rips through you, the strength of it almost knocking you out as pleasure floods through your body, crying out and grabbing onto whichever part of him you can reach first. He’s right behind you, too, moaning your name, begging you for something.
“Pull it out, when I- ah- please!” Through the haze you realise what he wants you to do just in time to do it, mindlessly sitting yourself up and reaching behind where you’re joined to grasp the end of the anal beads. All the while his cock is still hammering into you and your engorged clit is brushing on his pubic bone, and as you yank the beads out you feel it growing again, your nerve endings screaming with ecstasy.
“God!” you shout, another orgasm roaring through you even stronger than the last as Taehyung finds his release too, spilling his load into you pulse after pulse as you contract around him, both of you moaning helplessly as you hold onto each other lest you fall apart.
There's one all-consuming thought that runs through your jumbled mind as you and Tae catch your breath, enjoying a quiet, post-coital embrace in which he's pressing soft, affectionate kisses against your neck.
If this is what all play dates with Taehyung are like, you're definitely going have to schedule another one.
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“Malkavian: A clan of lunatics whose madness grants them strange insight. Their Discipline of Dementation allows them to spread their insanity like a plague (prior to the third edition, knowledge of this Discipline was suppressed within the Camarilla). All members of this clan are insane in one manner or another. They are one of the seven founding clans of the Camarilla.”
Genre: Slice of Life, Romance, Comedy, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: mentions of blood, Taehyung surprising the snot out of you
Pairing: Taehyung x reader
Notes: vampire!taehyung AU. Single quote marks ‘ ‘ are for thoughts and double “ “ are for talking.
Additional Notes: Requested by the lovely @temptaestions hope you enjoy it, dear! ^u^
Summary: Life with a vampire boyfriend was interesting. But you wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.
Not all of the cheesy myths are true, though. The only way they sparkle is if you dump a jar full of glitter on them. They can eat normal foods that mortals eat but it tastes quite bland to them; often even tasteless. Vampires can walk in the sunlight but it makes them incredibly tired. In fact, if a night crawler were to be exposed out in the direct sunlight for too long, they could risk passing out or going on a hunger killing spree.
How do you know all of this? Well........funny story......
Your boyfriend is a vampire. Has been for several years, even before you met him. You’ll never forget how you found out. It was actually quite early on when you two first met. It was a Sunday morning and you had to be up super early for an event you were catering for. Your boyfriend, who at the time was just a friend, offered to help you. He claimed to be great with desserts.
Well......That was fine and all.......till you answered your apartment door only to discover that you friend.......had red eyes.
Now----Most people would say ‘Oh those are just the cool colored contacts that the kids are into these days.’ But there was something awfully.......authentic about these contacts. When you had made a comment about his cool looking lenses, you watched his face freeze up and his eyes go wide. That right there was enough to tell you they weren’t contacts. So if they weren’t fake red eyes......then that could mean only one thing.
So the two of you sat down and he explained that he had been in such a hurry to come over and help you, that he had forgotten to put in his brown colored lenses. That’s when you found out he was a vampire. That’s when everything changed. Finally, all the odd quirks he had made total and complete sense. His peculiar habits were no longer considered strange.
The two of you started to hang out more and as you did so, you began to learn things about him that the rest of the world was not to know. Due to your day job, you could really only spend the evenings with him which worked out great.....till you’d come home exhausted and end up falling asleep on him while he was wide awake. Even on your days off, it was rough because the sunlight made him sleepy. It was like the universe was trying to keep the two of you apart. Till one day, Taehyung made a suggestion.
“What if we worked the night shift somewhere?”
You looked up from your phone as the two of you sat there on the couch in your apartment. Actually.....he had been staying the night an awful lot. Not that you minded. He was a good friend and never tried to pull anything while you were sleeping or resting. In fact, he was quite doting of you. Always pampering you once you got home from your intensive catering job; claiming that they didn’t pay you enough for all the bull crap you endured.
In fact, while you were out working during the day, he’d stay in your apartment and do house chores. Since he wasn’t in direct sunlight, the daytime hours didn’t effect him nearly as bad. He’d have to take naps in between chores but honestly you were just touched he even wanted to make the effort. It was extremely sweet of him.
“Night shift?”
Taehyung lit up with a bright boxy smile, fangs and all, as he nodded his shaggy head eagerly and explained,
“Yeah! We could work together and that way we can rest together during the day. We’d get to see more of each other even though we’re working. It’s better than nothing.”
On one hand, he had a point. It would be nice to spend more time with him rather than him watching you sleep off a hard day’s work just to wake up the next morning and do it all over again. But then you wondered how would your life look if you worked night time hours? Would this pan out? Could you make it happen? Your pale friend spoke up once more as he said,
“There’s a 24 hour food place in town that’s looking for night workers. I could work in the kitchens and you could bus tables. It’d be great!”
You sat there and thought about it. In fact, there was quite a bit to think about. Being an adult was tough sometimes. You had to look at everything from all angles, evaluate all the pros and cons of the situation. You couldn’t just dive into something for fear of the consequences.
Pay. The pay had to be at least what you were making now. You had always heard that waiters and waitresses made most of their money from tips. So perhaps you’d end up making more than what you were being paid now. And since you catered, you already had the experience of waiting on people. Perhaps this could work...... And so with a warm smile, you set your phone down and said,
“Yeah. Let’s do it. Let’s go apply.”
“Sweet! Let’s go! Before someone else snags them instead.”
“Yah, Tae! Don’t forget your contact lenses!”
It was a bit of a mess at first, but the two of you finally got ready and looked presentable and headed out in search of this dream team job of yours. The man who had become your best friend was dressed nicely and kept his true nature hidden very well. You wondered if he’d be able to handle all the heart beats in such a small area for so long. But he had made an excellent point when you brought it up.
“It’s the night shift, cutie. There won’t be hardly anyone there. Especially when there are so many other food places to choose from. It’ll be fine. This will work out. You’ll see.”
“We have to actually get the jobs first, TaeTae. How can you be so certain they’ll even pick us?”
But all you got in response was a sly smile. Your best guess was that your friend had something up his sleeve. Perhaps he was going to use his good looks and charming smile to get you guys in? Then again.....Taehyung really did have a nice smile and he really was good looking. You blushed and felt your heart do a small flip at the thought. If Tae had heard, he never commented. Which you were grateful for.
The place he was talking about was not quite walking distance but it wasn’t far of a drive either. In fact, you’d already be saving money in gas expense with how long it took the two of you to drive there. Thankfully the sun was setting and Taehyung didn’t have to wear a hat or anything. But you did catch him rubbing at one of his eyes. He had mentioned that the contacts sometimes made his eyes itch. You felt really bad about that. Poor guy. He did so much for you.
Upon arriving after finding a decent parking spot on the street, you immediately liked the outside of the place. It screamed cozy and smelled of comfort food; even from outside. Smiling brighter than you realized and suddenly feeling a lot more confident about this whole thing, you found yourself naturally taking Taehyung’s hand in yours and walking through the doors.
If Taehyung wasn’t a vampire, he would have blushed.
Gosh the place was even cozy on the inside too! You could already see yourself working here and being happy. After all, you wanted the simple life. A nice job that paid your bills while still being able to live within your means. That’s all you wanted. The catering job you had right now......well......Life was anything but simple when you had to work for that company.
“Good evening. Just two?”
So engrossed in your thoughts of your current crappy job, you almost didn’t catch what the young woman in front of you had said. She was petite and really pretty. Perfectly sculpted eyebrows and a perfect set of lips. Granted, you weren’t the most prettiest girl out there but man this one made you feel like the ugly duckling. But she seemed really nice.
“Uhh......”
“Actually, we’d like to apply for the two night shift openings you have here.”
Thank god for Kim Taehyung. Seriously. There you were standing there like a bump on a log and he yet again came to your rescue. As the young woman smiled and excused herself to go get the applications for employment, you immediately ducked your head and felt the heat radiating off your cheeks. Feeling incredibly embarrassed, you mumbled,
“Thanks, Tae. You’re always saving my butt. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Before the moment could get too deep, the young woman came back and politely explained a few things while handing the both of you an application. She explained that they had a few other applicants already but that there was still plenty of time to put your hats into the ring. It was then that your vampire friend spoke up and said sweetly,
“We’ll be right back. We’re just going to step outside to fill these out real quick.”
“Oh you don’t have to do that. You guys can sit right over there and fill them out if you’d like. It’s pretty slow right now so there’s plenty of tables. Please. Have a seat and if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to give me a shout.”
Despite being really pretty, you could tell this girl was genuinely nice. Perhaps even humble and down to earth. Smiling and feeling much better now that your blush had died down, you both took a pen and sat at the table. This was really happening. You were taking your first big step into living a better life. But that was of course under the impression you got picked. What if you didn’t even get an interview???
“Cutie. Relax. Your heart sounds like it’s going to pound right out of your chest.”
“Aish. Sorry, Tae. I’m just really nervous. What if we don’t get picked? Or what if you get picked but I don’t?”
Your pout faced off with his sly smile as he gently shook his head and said in a soft whisper,
“I told you, don’t worry about that. I’ve got this. We’ve got this. We’re a package deal, okay?”
Gosh this man was going to be the end of you. How could one person be so incredibly sweet? Furthermore, how did you wind up so lucky to have him in your life? It was beyond you but the gratefulness was still there.
With renewed confidence, the both of you sat there and filled out your applications. You stated in yours that you were applying for the waiter/waitress position while Taehyung noted down that he was applying for the kitchen. It felt great to put down that you had experience seeing as how you worked for a catering company. Taehyung, having lived for so many years, was great in the culinary arts.
“Here they are, miss. If you could, could you just take a look over them to make sure we filled everything out correctly? We’d really appreciate it.”
The moment the vampire’s skin touched the female’s it was like things got....weird. You watched the young woman look over the applications as if she were in a trance of some kind. Your eyebrows furrowed and you itched to look over at your pale friend but resisted. Something was up. After taking a few extra minutes to look over the paperwork, the young woman cleared her throat and said lightly,
“Wow. You guys are definitely qualified. I’ll make sure you both get an interview.”
Wait what???
“Thank you, miss. That means a lot to us. We’ll be eagerly awaiting your phone call.”
Just like that, you were half way there. Your mind was blown as you faintly felt Taehyung helping escort you out of the restaurant and across the street to where your car was parked. Numbly, you unlocked the vehicle and the two of you climbed inside to buckle up. Sitting there still staring off into space, you mumbled,
“What just happened?”
“We’re one step closer to getting you a better job and spending more time with each other. That’s what just happened.”
You looked over to see the pale man smiling his signature boxy smile while wiggling his eyebrows in a cheesy, greasy fashion. It was enough to snap you out of your stunned stupor and you instantly started to giggle. Blushing lightly and playfully swatting at him, you said in amusement,
“You’re terrible. What did you do? Bewitch her or something?”
“Maybe? Does it really matter?”
Silence filled the car as the two of you had a small stare down. It was odd seeing him with the brown contacts in. In all actuality, you preferred his red eyes. His natural ruby red orbs. Just as you were about to start the car, he said suddenly but softly,
“I’d do anything for you.”
Within two days, you both got the call giving you a date and time for your interviews. Even though the young woman had claimed she’d make sure you guys got that far, you never actually believed her. You’d never forget squealing and jumping all around your apartment while Tae just laughed and watched you from the couch. Seeing you happy was all he really wanted. If he could have just one wish, it was to see you happy.
But that happiness......was short lived.
It was three days later and you came home bawling your eyes out. Taehyung had just went to bed after seeing you off for work that morning. He had a few chores around the apartment that he’d do for you later when the sun would start to go down but first he’d nap since the sun was pretty intense today. However, he had only just gotten comfortable in the spare bedroom that was practically his now, when he heard the door slam open.
With his vampire traits kicking into high gear, he was down the hallway and back out into the living room in the blink of an eye. The sight broke his heart despite it having not functioned for hundreds of years. Frowning deeply, he helped you out of your shoes and gently walked you to the couch where he sat you down. A gentle hand rubbed at your back as he waited for you to tell him what happened.
“Fired???”
“Yes, Tae. They fired me. They had this planned all along. I walked in and they handed me this paycheck and told me I was free to go.”
On one hand, the vampire was overjoyed to see you get out of that hell hole of a catering company. For as long as he had known you, which was going on two years now, they had never once treated you the way you deserved. You worked so hard and was so underappreciated. However, seeing you this upset killed him. It felt like a knife was twisting his insides all to hell and back.
Needless to say, the two of you spent the day in bed. Taehyung had convinced you that this waitress job was as good as yours and so now would be the perfect opportunity to start getting your sleeping schedule in order. Sleep and rest during the day so that you could be awake and functioning at night. It was hard to fall asleep at first, the whole reality of being unemployed still shaking you to the core, but with Taehyung’s help you were able to sleep like a baby.
It was the night before the interviews and the two of you were just sitting and chilling watching some cheesy kdrama. You were munching on popcorn while Tae was sipping on a tumbler full of blood. At first, you thought living with a vampire would be tough. In all actuality, it wasn’t that different from having any other kind of roommate. Taehyung was super clean, respectful, and he was your best friend. You couldn’t have asked for a better roommate.
But sometimes.......your curious nature got the better of you.
“TaeTae......Have you ever wanted to taste my blood?”
When all you heard was a muffled noise, you looked over to see the male in the middle of a sip from his cup to which he was scrambling not to spit out. You certainly caught him by surprise and while the thought of having blood spat all over your living room should have grossed you out, it actually amused you more than anything. The look on his face was quite comical.
“Well I um......Well.....I mean....Um.....I mean yeah of course I have.”
But he quickly added after safely setting the tumbler down on the coffee table and turning to face you, his expression completely sincere despite speaking a bit frantically,
“But I would never do that. You’re my best friend, not a walking blood bag. I see you as a person and not as food. I would never use you like that. That’s why I’ve never brought up the topic of blood donors.”
The nanosecond the term ‘blood donor’ left his mouth, Taehyung could have cursed himself ten times over. Way to go, blockhead. Mentally cursing himself, he watched your face as it twisted and turned into an expression of further curiosity. With raised eyebrows, you naturally asked in all innocence,
“What’s a blood donor?”
“It’s noting, cutie. Forget I said anything.”
“But Taaaaaeeee. We tell each other everything! Please! Please please please please please please please please please please pl----”
“Aish! Okay! Okay!”
Your giggles were muffled as he had slapped a hand over your mouth to silence your persistent pleading. He could never deny you no matter how strong of a night crawler he was. You were his number one weakness. He could take on armies of thugs and murder a whole city over night. But when it came to you, he was weak and at your mercy.
That was how you learned what a blood donor was. It was a contractual agreement between the vampire and a willing party. The contract was completely consensual and honestly made perfect sense. While the donor would offer their blood, the vampire would take care of his or her donor almost like a pet. Providing them with shelter, food, water, all of those basic needs. The two would live in perfect harmony.
“Tae.......Why haven’t you ever said anything? I can totally be your donor.”
“No. Absolutely not. This is why I never told you about it in the first place. You deserve to live a normal life. Not a life where you keep a blood sucker like me alive.”
“But Taehyung----”
“No buts. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”
Despite the pout you were sporting, you respected his wishes and dropped the matter. But it was hard not to think about. Your mind lost focus on the TV and instead you were daydreaming about what it’d be like to be your best friend’s blood donor. What would it feel like when he sunk his fangs into your neck? Would it hurt? Would he have to numb the area first? Would it leave scars on your skin?
When morning came, you decided to take a nap since your interviews would be during the mid afternoon. As you laid there in bed watching the sun rise behind your curtains, you couldn’t help but fall asleep to the image of your super hot best friend sinking his teeth into your neck. Needless to say, you woke up a couple hours later with wet panties and feeling the need to clean yourself twice as thoroughly as you normally would.
The interviews had went smoothly and it looked promising. Although you couldn’t help but wonder if Taehyung had worked his vampire magic because the managers seemed to be awfully impressed with the two of you. After being told you both would get a call if you were chosen, you were once again playing the waiting game. You hated that game.
A couple days went by where you spent the daytime hours sleeping and spent the night hours doing things like paying bills online and getting your affairs in order. Just on the miraculous chance that the two of you get this night shift job.
“Relax, cutie pie. I told you, we got this in the bag.......Uh oh.....”
You had been tidying up around the living room when you heard his nervousness from his spot in the kitchen. Turning to face him, since the apartment was a very open floor plan, you watched him stare tensely into the refrigerator. His body was stiff as a board and you wondered what was wrong. But then it hit you too........There was no blood left in the house.
Save for yours.
“Tae----”
“Nope. Don’t say it.”
“But T----”
“No. We discussed this and it’s out of the question.”
“Kim Taehyung!”
He was shocked when you walked up to him only to punch him in the arm. Of course, he hardly felt it and you probably knew that too, but still. Your actions surprised him all the same. He stared at you with ruby eyes that held a mixture of emotions. Anxiety, sadness, frustration. This was hard for him and you weren’t helping. The temptation had been there forever and he had fought so hard to resist his natural urges as a vampire.
“Taehyung, you do so much for me. You’re my best friend. And best friends are always there for each other. Please.......Please let me do this for you. Let me be your blood donor.”
You had him right where you wanted him. The poor boy was already weakened from the lack of blood so his resolve was already crumbling. With a heavy sigh of defeat, he flicked his wrist and out of thin air, a piece of parchment paper with elegant calligraphy scrawled all over it appeared right in front of you. A couple seconds later, a quill and bottle of ink appeared as well.
You didn’t even have to read over the contract to know you wanted to sign it. So there you stood, in your modest kitchen signing a blood contract with your vampire best friend. Your life may not be that exciting, but Taehyung certainly kept things interesting for you. Something that you were completely okay with.
Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.
It was then decided that he would go ahead and move in with you. It only made sense and he practically lived here anyway. So you two spent the next two nights and early mornings moving his stuff from his apartment and into yours. As part of the contract, he insisted on paying the rent in full himself but you convinced him to at least go half and half with you. It would be easier once you both got jobs.
“TaeTae.......what if we don’t get the call? What if they’ve already picked someone else?”
“Don’t think like that, babe. The jobs are as good as ours. I’m sure of it.”
The pet names. They had changed quite a bit since your best friend had moved in permanently. As much as it shouldn’t, babe had become your favorite and it never failed to make you blush like a schoolgirl in love. It was hard to control your heart beat as well around him. But fortunately he never commented on it.
Being Tae’s blood donor had went from something intriguing and fascinating, to something of a second nature. It was so natural for you to crane your neck so that he could easily access his favorite spot. Of course, as stated in the contract, he steered clear of major arteries and always kept the ‘transaction’ clean. At first, it hurt. Quite a bit, actually. The first couple times left your neck feeling sore and stiff the next night. But now you were used to it.
Just as your unemployment checks were starting to run out, you were starting to lose hope in the night shift jobs. Taehyung could tell too. Your mood was horrible and you looked like you could be an advertisement for antidepressants. Pouting, he walked over to you and crouched down at your feet with his hands on your knees.
“Let’s go to the restaurant and see if they’ve filled the positions. Maybe they’re just slow in processing?”
Sniffling and rubbing your red rimmed eyes, you nodded and got off the couch. If anything, this trip would at least give you closure so that you could start looking for another job. The trip of course was short since the restaurant wasn’t very far away. Getting a great spot on the street right across from it, you parked the car and headed for the entrance.
Walking in, you saw one of the managers that had interviewed you was standing at the pedestal; ready to seat any customers that would come in. You were nervous; heart pounding in your chest and palms sweaty. What if they had already filled the position? Finally standing in front of her, you offered a shy smile while Taehyung was the one who spoke up in his polite and charming tone.
“Hello there, we were just wondering if the two night shift openings had been filled yet. We haven’t gotten a phone call but we wanted to check in anyway as we’re still very interested in the positions.”
“Oh yes! Actually we were just......”
But then the manager locked eyes with your best friend and again.....something weird was going on as you looked back and forth between the two. Just like the young female employee from weeks ago, the manager appeared as if she were in some kind of trance. Smiling, she suddenly beamed and said happily,
“We were just about to call you both! What a happy coincidence!”
Happy coincidence your butt. Taehyung had done it again. Somehow, someway, he managed to get you two the jobs and it was like everything changed. The following days were full of uniform fittings and lots of human resource paperwork. You had forgotten what all went into getting a job. None the less, you were beyond happy. And that’s all Taehyung ever wanted for you. Was to see you happy.
He would do anything for you.
It was a rough start but you were a quick learner. Mostly getting used to sleeping during the daylight hours and working through the night hours. It was a full time position but thank the good lord you both got weekends off. How you managed that, you weren’t sure. It made things like doctors’ appointments interesting but you managed.
Most importantly of all, you got to spend so much more time with Taehyung. The two of you had quickly formed a little habit of him winking at you whenever he’d ring the bell telling you that an order was ready. It always made you blush and you had to try and cool yourself down before you could reach a customer’s table.
Your best friend had quickly built a name for himself as the months went by. His food was amazing and he always asked the managers if he could put his own little spin on certain dishes because he felt the customers would enjoy it better. And sure enough, the customers were rolling in. Dinner time became the busiest time of the day for the place and the managers noticed.
You weren’t doing too bad yourself. The tips really did make a difference. After your first three months working, you ran the numbers and concluded that you were actually making way more money doing this job than you were when you were still under the thumb of that stupid catering company. It blew your mind. And it was all because of Taehyung. Your best friend. He truly was amazing.
Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.
You donated your blood and he helped make all your dreams come true. You were more than living within your means. The two of you actually went on small trips together on your days off. Watching the stars where they couldn’t be covered by city lights. You’d spend the daytime hours resting or if you were feeling restless, he’d watch movies with you till you could sleep again. It all felt so......domestic. And you honestly loved it. You thrived in it.
And then one day, while you were just collecting a table’s drink order, your best friend blew everyone out of the water. Including you. You watched him suddenly walk up to you and your face flushed red since he had never done this before. He was to always stay in the back where the kitchen was. But now he stood there in front of you with everyone able to watch.
“Everyone---- I’m sorry. But if I could just have your attention for a moment, please.”
Dear god your face was so hot that you felt like you were going to pass out. What the hell did he think he was doing??? Trying not to scold him right then and there, you watched with a tomato red face as he smiled at you and started to speak.
“I was supposed to wait till our shift was over, but my 15 minute break is coming up and I can’t wait any longer......”
Your heart was pounding in your chest and you could see out of the corner of your eye that your managers were watching too. Dear god. This was it. They were going to fire you both for making such a scene. But your vampire’s voice brought you back to the moment at hand.
“Everyone......this lovely young lady right here is amazing. She’s worked hard to get here. And I think I can speak for everyone when I say she’s great at what she does. Am I right?”
You were shocked to see the collective nods of heads in agreement and some even spoke up with yeah’s and yes’s. It certainly didn’t help your blush any and you ended up shamelessly fanning your face to try and not pass out. Chuckling, he continued as he smiled down warmly at you.
“Today is her birthday and so of course I made her a little something. It’s not much but I am an expert with desserts.”
You along with the rest of the restaurant laughed softly. Taehyung was right, today was your birthday and you had spent it sleeping and getting all the rest you could. But you didn’t care to work on your birthday because it was just another day in your book. Nothing special. But it would seem your best friend was bound and determined to make it special.
“But before I give you your dessert.....which is of course what I’m holding behind my back......I just......want to say a little something.....”
You felt your throat closing up as you wondered what it could possibly be that he had to say to you. Trying to swallow, you watched him nervously bite his bottom lip but was careful not to show his fangs.
“Cutie......Babe........We’ve been by each other’s side for quite a few years now. We live together and life is great with you. Being your best friend is one of the greatest gifts. But.....I’m greedy. I want more. I thought before all I wanted was your happiness. But I quickly realized I want more.”
Dear god what was happening???? Your heart was surly going to explode if he didn’t shut up.
“I want your happiness, but I want to share that happiness.......as your boyfriend. So would you......do me the amazing honor.......of being my girlfriend?”
There was a soft collection of gasps including yours as you stood there nearly dropping everything in your hands; your managers long forgotten about as you stared up at him. Your best friend. He felt......He felt that way about you? It wasn’t your imagination??? You stood there with your mouth agape before one of the customers who you were currently waiting on had gently nudged you and it helped snap you out of your stunned state.
“I----Well I mean of course. I----- We’ve practically been together our whole lives. We might as well be some domestic married couple, honestly.”
And without missing a beat, Taehyung sported his signature boxy smile while strategically hiding his fangs before finally showing you the slice of cake he had prepared just for you.
“Great. Because I was really hoping you’d be my wife too.”
And there it sat perched on top of a pile of whipped cream. A beautiful engagement ring that sparkled under the light of the restaurant. Your eyes turned into dinner plates as you stood there feeling lightheaded. This was really happening. You were staring at a piece of cake with a freaking rock for decoration.
“Well.......what do you say? Will you marry me?”
“Yes! Yes, she’ll marry you!”
You both along with everyone else in the restaurant looked over to see the two managers. It was then that you made the connection. The managers were husband and wife as well. They weren’t going to throw you out. In fact, they were part of the plan all along. They knew what Taehyung had planned for tonight. Your jobs were never in any danger. Of course you wouldn’t learn this till after your shift was over later that next morning.
Speaking of.......
The sun was starting to rise but you could care less as you laid there in your bed. The room darkening curtains were long pulled in for the morning to help block the annoying light. You laid there smiling like an idiot as you stared at your newly husband-to-be. Of course he was sporting one of the most smug smiles you had ever seen him wear.
“You’re a pabo. You could have waited till we didn’t have such a large audience. I was so embarrassed from all the crying I did. Everyone kept asking me questions and I was supposed to be waiting on other tables.”
All he did was laugh softly as you tried to act all grumpy with him. But your vampire knew better. You could never be grumpy with him for long. Grinning, he reeled you in and held you in his strong arms. This was the best. This was your dream. Living the simple life while being perfectly content. You just had no idea that it would require a vampire.
Hi, so I though I would share this with you guys to make your writing more fun.
All this information is based on Vampire: The Masquerade (a role play game). You can always google it if you would like more in depth info or message me and I’ll try to help you out.
There are a lot more clans but there are only seven BTS members. Each clan comes with with abilities and disadvantages to make it more interesting (no god-molding)
