#vampire jongdae

"Or did you screw the angel boy too?" Baekhyun added spitefully, prepared as Jongdae turned to his with irritated red eyes again. "Do you want me to throw you in that room with her? See how she feels about your very presents?" Jongdae scoffed "I can assure you, Baekhyun, chunks of you will be scattered across the room in two minutes" Baekhyun tutted and looked away, not daring to take another shot at the king. 

 "Whatever. When are you going to kill her?"  Baekhyun looked back to the Jongdae as he heard him sigh.

"I'm not going to" 

Pushing off on one foot, Jongdae continued down the carpeted corridor, the two other vampires following on his heels quickly. "What do you mean? Jongdae, you saw what she did to Yixing." Minseok reasoned with Baekhyun chiming in agreements from behind him "He's not weak and if that was her powered in her current state she could really-" 

Jongdae stopped, letting the two vampires flinch back.

"I saw exactly what she did to Yixing. so why would I kill such a powerful thing?" Jongdae turned to look at them the comfort that their confused and slightly disturbed expressions gave him settled in his stomach making him feel better, more familiar.

" Especially one that's in love with me"  Jongdae could feel the twist in the air as the two began to understand "she'll do anything I ask her to. After all she believes I'm her soulmate, you know how invested angels get in that crap" 

Jongdae hummed looking at the two vampires reactions. Baekhyun and Minseok stood slightly stunned at the plan, hesitation flooded  Minseok's eyes. 

"What if...she turns on you? You clearly don't have the same feelings for her-" Jongdae scoffed, cutting off the older man.

"What do you that all that sweet crap before was about? As long as she thinks this soulmate thing is true, she won't question it" 

The evil bones in his body were cracking. He felt the same again after,  familiar and safe with his friend's respectful eyes on him. Separate to the tingling and clouded shyness he felt in the pit of his stomach in the few short minutes alone with the angel. His thoughts had already distractded it’s self with the few images he could pull from the short time. The smooth, silk-like skin under his hands. Innocently pinkned lips that parted for breath. The impossibly red flush over her pale face and the tear stains that formed pink highlights around her dark eyes.The light whisper of his name that rung in his head, almost making anyone's way of saying his name disgusting. He didn't know love, only lust. And lust didn't make his chest ache the same way she did. 

"Gather together those dying mutts in the cells, it's their lucky last night"

Jongdae fell on his knees and encircled his arms around his mother’s waist. He was trying not to cry but tears fell nevertheless. His mother stroke his hair gently running her fingers through it.

“I love you my little angel, you come back to me like the hero you are” she said pulling him up “I know you will. You hear me Dae-yah?” she added embracing him tightly.

And there he was sent almost in the front line, he was basically a human shield like the rest of hundreds of soldiers next to him. He knew he was going to die sooner rather than later. They were in a potential line of fire in an area likely to be attacked by the enemies coming from the north.

Just when he was thinking all this through the arrows started to fall down on them like hailstones, watching from under the metal shield his compatriots falling like insects. He ran, he escaped, and he was lucky that he only received 2 arrows in places that were not life threatening. One on his thigh and the other on his shoulder.

He leaned on a rock after running for hours, he ran and never looked back. He felt like filth leaving all the other men. Real men unlike him coward... But nothing mattered right now. Nothing because as he leaned his head to catch his breath he realised that he was bleeding and he will never even make it out of the woods alive. When the sun sets most probably the wolves will fest on him.

He cried. He tried pulling the arrow out of his leg in vain. It hurt too much and he was still that.

A coward.

He cried and cried, and cried some more until he heard some dried leaves being stepped on. The imminent was nearing, his fate of getting devoured as the sun was setting.

“Who’s there?”

The sound of the leaves stopping. He tried pulling himself up but his body was too weak. He questioned life choices,  wasn’t it better to die in battle instead of like this? Bringing dishonour to his family, dying slowly as wolves raven on his flesh.

He decided that moment to get his dagger and end this agony. He grew a spine and pointed the dagger at his throat, thinking how long and how painful will this be.

He cried again. He bit his lips and thought of what do, because he couldn’t even kill himself. He was afraid of pain.

“Good evening” 

Jongdae shot his eyes open at the unexpected calm voice. There was a dashing man standing right in front of him. His skin white like snow and his eyes menacing, nonetheless he was very good looking. He smiled at him before looking at the pool of blood under Jongdae.

“It’s not polite not to answer to greetings young man. Haven’t your parents taught you that?”

Jongdae couldn’t believe how calm the man was, and his sarcastic tone was uncalled for that moment.

“So you are a traitor and an unmannered little boy”

“I- I am sorry”

“I will forgive you just this time. I take it you are in a lot of pain, am I right?”

“Yes. I am, I can’t move and...” he pointed at his leg.

“I will take care of that, in fact no need to move. This might just hurt a little” the man coed before roughly pulling Jongdae from the scruff of his neck off the ground.

Jongdae screamed without even realising that his feet didn’t reach the floor, this man was incredibly strong.

“Put me down!” he cried “my leg! I can’t take the pain!”

“I will put you out of your misery” the man said positioning his mouth on the crock of Jongdae’s neck.

He didn’t understand what was happening other than a feeling of incredible pain. It hurt more than his leg and his shoulder. It felt as if his life was slowly slipping away from him. The pain suddenly was vanishing into a numbing feeling. Nothing hurt anymore. Nothing, but it was cold when he felt he collided back on the ground. It was cold and quiet and sorrowful.

His mother came to his mind. His older brother and how he used to carry him on his shoulders when they were young.

‘It’s alright Jongdae-yah, we will be together soon. Just close your eyes and relax’

His brother spoke to him, and he could of sworn he felt his caresses on his cheeks.

Death wasn’t that bad after all.

Death was all he wanted right now.

The image of his brother was fading slowly...

“Wait hyung! Hyung! Wait for me don’t go” he pleaded.

“Hyung? That was fast, I mean I don’t mind you calling me hyung. I am your hyung after all. Just for your information I am Key hyung”

Jongdae opened his eyes in panic. That wasn’t the voice he wanted to hear, that wasn’t his brother. That was the man that bit him in the woods.

He looked around and found himself on a big bed inside a room decorated to the highest standards, not matching the poverty the country was going through. The ceilings were high and it was dark and probably cold and humid, but Jongdae felt nothing, not even pain. His last memory was definitely a lot more painful than what he was feeling right now.

He looked around trying to find the man. He heard him but he wasn’t anywhere near, or at least that is what he thought.

“Where am I? What is this place? Am I in hell?”

“Hell?” scoffed Key “why hell and not heaven? I think you are smart and you know that we are damned from ever entering heaven? is that is pretty boy?”

“What? Show yourself!”

“Yes my dear” Key appeared in front of him and his speed caught Jongdae off guard “we will never see that place”

Jongdae got up from the bed running to the window opening the curtain, regretting his action when the sunlight made contact with his skin, it burned, it stung more that the arrows. He closed the curtain and turned to face this man that called himself Key.

“Who are you? What is this place? Where-” Jongdae touched his shoulder and his thigh feeling nothing of the pain he felt previously.

“You are welcome”

“What did you do to me? Why is the sun burning my skin?” 

The realisation was painful, he didn’t want to believe it.

“Be thankful I chose you. You will fit well. A coward and a traitor” Key smirked “almost as shameful as me when I was a human. It’s just perfect”

Jongdae punched his face and Key flew across the room landing over the wall creating a hole. Dust flying all over. Key laughing frantically.

It drove Jongdae insane.

He couldn’t handle it.

“I was this close to be with my brother. Why didn’t you let me die?”

“Oh honey but you are dead. But damned, and moving. Little differences” stated Key dusting himself “but in the end it’s all the same”

“Why?”

“Because you will come in handy. I need you”

Key left Jongdae to assimilate the cruelty of the new circumstances. He remembered when he was made and he understood. He gave him the day to let everything sink in. 

When the sun set Jongdae started to feel this itch all over his body. Thirst that was uncontrollable, his throat hurt. He pulled his hair out of desperation. He shouted and screamed muffing the sound with the pillow. But Key knew, he knew very well.

“What’s wrong little boy?” said Key as he opened the door to Jongdae’s new room.

“Kim Jongdae! That is my name”

“Cute, you want to keep that human name?”

“That will always be my name!”

“Let’s discuss names later, shall we pretty boy?”

“LEAVE ME ALONE! CAN’T YOU EVEN LEAVE ME ALONE!?”

“I think you are hungry. Listen I will do this for you today because you are new, I don’t like animal blood but I have no other choice sometimes” Key finally placed the big recipient he held on the desk adjacent to where Jongdae sat opening the lid.

And that is when Jongdae felt it for the first time. The desire for blood. His nostrils filled with the stench of the crimson liquid, it was disgusting but nothing more appealing right now. In a second he was holding the recipient to his mouth drinking frantically, soothing the itch. He felt alive and his body healed and strong.

“More! I want more!”

“That you will have to do it yourself, I hate going hunting and this is your duty from now on. Feed me and yourself. That is why you are here pretty boy”

Jongdae didn’t want this, he saw his hands full of blood and he felt like an animal. No even worst. He felt like a demon because he didn’t die with dignity. This was his punishment.

He pushed Key away and run out of the room trying to find the exit door.

“You don’t need to run, just jump out of any window, you are powerful now unlike humans. Go! I’m not stopping you. You will see for yourself that now I’m all you’ve got”

Jongdae found himself not wanting to use his supernatural powers, he wanted to be able to run at the same speed like he did before. He wanted to feel human.

He wanted to be Kim Jongdae. The one that promised his mother to come back from battle safely.

She was in her usual spot near the fire place.

“Eomeoni!”

She lifted her sorrowful gaze to meet her son’s new eyes. As soon as she was about to get up to embrace him she stopped.

His eyes were bright red, almost as bright as the fire next to her.

“Son?”

“It’s me!” 

He came closer but when he touched her she flinched at the cold sensation of his fingertips.

“Eomma!”

“Go! Go before your father comes”

“Why?”

“He will kill you”

“I missed you!”

“GO! I didn’t miss you. No! You are not Jongdae. You are one of the blood suckers”

“Eom-”

“Go or I will stab you myself”

Jongdae faced a kiss on her forehead and disappeared in the darkness of the night finding himself there again...

“You are back?” coed Key leaning on the door with a smirk “I told you”

“I hate you!”

“At least you get to see her. If you were not a vampire you wouldn’t be able to”

“Do I deserve this? Was I that bad in my life?”

“Don’t confuse. I wasn’t that bad. But I was chosen because I wasn’t that good”

“I want to die!”

“Come follow me. I will show you something”

Jongdae had no other choice but to follow him.

For now...

Key walked around the manor giving him access to all rooms except his. He took him to his library where real vampire history books were available, nothing like what humans told about them.

It was a lot worse.

When he was left alone Jongade wanted to cry, but tears didn’t come. Just like when he met his mother. However he learned that crying wasn’t something completely alien to vampires as he devoured the books.

Tears and other emotions came in certain circumstances.

He took a book and went to find Key who had clearly some company. It was a girl that he had gagged and tied and she was on her knees. Also she was mortified.

“What-”

“She’s... mmm my entertainment for the night” he smirked “and... my dinner. Sorry not for sharing little boy”

“I would ne-”

“Yes sure you would never. Listen I am kind of busy. There is the deer I caught for you in the kitchen, it’s hanged and I think by now all the blood drained. Enjoy and you are welcome. Now if you’ll excuse me” Key added closing the door.

Jongdae felt nauseated. Not that he really could but he wanted to believe that he wasn’t OK with what was happening...

...And the sounds and cries that followed. This girl wasn’t happy. Well of course she wasn’t. Who would ever willingly... with a vampire? But the book he held between his hands said otherwise. 

One particular being would be the one that can make a vampire cry, feel warm and even mortal...

“Noooo please don’t. I’ll do anything you want!” the girl cried “please!”

Silence...

Key killed her.

And Jongdae didn’t do anything about it.

He was just as bad.

He was just a blood sucker.

Days passed and Jongdae grew really disgusted. He never tried human blood until one day Key brought a couple. It was strange. Key disappeared with the man and Jongdae was left with this attractive woman alone.

“When are you going to suck me dry?” she asked. Her face showing no emotions.

“You know that you are here for this?”

“Yes”

“Aren’t you scared?”

“We are to be sacrificed. This was the deal the town had with your master”

“He isn’t my master... and what happens if...”

“He will kill us all”

“Who is the man that came with you?”

“That is my brother, and Key chose him. I guess if you aren’t going to feed on me, then he will when he’s done with him”

Jongdae couldn’t believe his ears. Key had mortified a whole city for his own pleasure and gluttony.

He thought of something and he wasn’t letting it pass...

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2017 - Daegu

“I will get those pictures! Just try me... you have no clue how patient I can be”

“Yes ___, but it’s kind of dangerous. I mean all alone? There are snakes and even wolves there”

“Wow! Yes and white sharks swimming in the lake too” you said sarcastically “I just need a few pictures of the damn bird, we sell them to the magazine and done”

“The budget is not that great ___, you know the bosses don’t think it’s worth it”

“Don’t think it’s worth it? Or don’t think I can?”

“Whatever it is, that is no place for a young woman an-”

“Ah no no, we are not having this stupid conversation. Goodbye, I’m taking the train to Seoul tomorrow”

The problem was that a certain vampire had his nostrils filled with your scent...

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A/N: This was just a short intro to the actual story...I hope you show it love.

Next day, you didn’t notice him on your way there. But then, when you were going back, you spotted him again. And in a span of week, you confirmed, that he sat there only at night, not doing anything, just staring up at the sky, which – if not the light pollution – would probably be full of stars. 

In your head, he also became a stable piece of surroundings, and you’d always seek out for him, as if his presence only confirmed that no matter how the world changed, the mysterious man stayed still on his roof, in the place he belonged to. 

The curiosity of yours never subsided, though. You found yourself making all sorts of stories, as to who the man could be. And one day, you found yourself unwittingly entering the house next to the one he was sat on, and climbing up the empty staircase, until you reached the highest floor and approached the small window that had a view right at the adjacent one’s roof.

Then, you found yourself leaning against that window, to catch a better look of the lone silhouette. It seemed stunning, he was stunning. The profile of his face that you saw was almost perfect, and you stared at it, trying to get your eyes used to the lack of light. You tried to be as quiet as possible, to not startle him, so when through the slightly ajar window you heard words being spoken, it was you who was startled instead.

“Am I such a beautiful sight to behold?”

You are, you wanted to say, but you only stared forward, as if to make sure it was surely you he was talking to. 

And then he turned his head, staring directly in your eyes, with the softest smirk curling up the corners of his lips. He looked kind of cat-like, and you held your breath for a moment, just enough for him to chuckle, glancing down. 

“U-um… Sorry” you mumbled. “I’ve been just seeing you here for a while, and grew curious.”

He hummed, sparing you yet another glance.

“Wanna join me, then?”

You blinked, surprised. 

“The window is too small to get through” you said with a breathy laughter. 

“There’s the roof’s entry above your head, you need to reach it” the man answered, his smile unwavering. 

You glanced up. The entry was there, a square-shaped space that could be easily opened like a normal door. You opened it then, and glanced through the hole that appeared. You had to reach really high to open it though, and even as you jumped, you barely caught onto the hole’s edges, unable to pull yourself upwards.

But then a hand appeared in your sight, catching your wrist and swiftly pulling you through the hole and onto the roof. 

You stared at each other from up close as you sat down on the roof’s surface. His eyes seemed to pierce holes through you, and for a brief moment, you felt so lost in them you thought you’d drown, having completely forgotten how to breathe. Enchanted.

You coughed awkwardly, letting him pull you up. Then, he walked toward the roof’s edge, and jumped onto the smaller one, the one he was sitting on until then. He did it without much effort, not even making much noise when his feet hit the surface. But you sat on the edge carefully, attempting to slip down as safely as possible. The man only watched as you finally made it there and approached him, sitting next to him nearby the edge.

You felt slightly intimidated by the height, as well as the other’s presence. In a way, it seemed overwhelming, yet not uncomfortable. And you didn’t mind staying like this for however long would it take. You took off your bag and put it behind yourself, leaning backwards to rest your head on it. The lying position was convenient, and you stared up at the night sky, trying not to bother the man with your presence. For some reason, he didn’t seem to mind it much, doing exactly the same thing he’d do on any other day, as if whether you were there, didn’t matter at all. He seemed so peaceful, so at ease, that you wondered what exactly was the reason for his choice to spend time in such unusual way.

So you moved to the side, glancing up at him, right to catch how he ran his fingers through his hair. And if you were to say something, you’ve instantly forgotten the words.

“How was your day?” he asked, sparing you a glance.

You opened your mouth, a bit startled by such a simple question.

“Good, I suppose. I’m going back from uni. That’s why I’ve been seeing you, I use this road pretty often” you informed him, patting the bag under your head. 

He nodded slowly.

“Do you know if anyone else has seen me here lately?”

“I dunno” you replied truthfully, sitting up to meet his eyes’ level. “And it’s not like I’d just go around telling it people I know, it was more of a… private observation.”

He merely smiled at your response.

“Good” was all you heard before his fingers suddenly wrapped around your throat, pushing you down onto the roof. 

The back of your head hit the surface with a force you definitely weren’t expecting now, making you see stars other than the ones above you.

His face didn’t change even for a brief moment, he only tilted his head to the side, watching silently as you grabbed onto his wrist, trying to pry it off your throat in panic. But he only pressed you down harder, and all your attempts only caused you to tire out fast. The grip loosened ever so slightly once you stopped to struggle, and you only stared up at the man with confusion and fear displayed on your face.

His finger found its way to his lips in a wordless request for you to stay silent, as he moved, hovering above your frame. With his free hand, he reached to your wrist, prying it off his own and raising to his lips.

“W-what do you want…” you choked out fearfully. 

“Don’t worry about it” he replied simply. “You can’t leave this place on your own anyway, so don’t struggle. It won’t last long.”

“What will…”

Before you could finish, his teeth pierced the skin on your wrist. You let out a shriek at the sudden pain, and thrashed around in attempt to get anywhere, away from him, away from whatever he was doing.

But then you discovered that exhaustion started to take over you faster than you’d expect, and that your vision started to blur, and only then has it struck you, that with his lips attached to your hand, he was sucking out your precious blood.

Soon enough, your will to put up any fight disappeared as well, and you laid there numbly, watching as the man finally let go of you, and licked over his lips, a sight just as endearing as it was dangerous. You were too tired to even speak, but when he glanced at you again, taking your chin in his fingers and making you look at him, you found yourself parting your lips, staring at him in your daze. 

“Now then, [F/n]. You’re going to forget ever coming here, to this building. All you’ll remember is that you were on your way home, when you felt dizzy, and went right to bed after arriving. Got it?”

You nodded feverishly, because it was all you could do, with his eyes trapping yours in a way you couldn’t quite wrap your thoughts around just yet.

The man hummed at your response, and his hand moved, stroking your cheek in a gentle, almost comforting manner.

“Hope to see you next week too, darling.”

And even though these were the last words you heard from him, when you woke up in your own bed next morning, you remembered none of what was said.

And all you felt was curiosity, slowly pushing you towards your own destruction, over and over again.