yeongyu 💟

bloodsucker

"Wait..." Yeonjun murmured, his voice barely a whisper. His heart beat faster as a cold realization spread through him. "You... You're not... human, are you?"

Beomgyu's head jerked up at the words, his eyes wide with something that almost looked like guilt. He didn't say anything, but his silence was answer enough.

Yeonjun took a cautious step forward, his voice trembling as the truth sank in. "You're a... a vampire?"

Beomgyu's lips parted, but the words didn't come out. Instead, he looked away, his gaze falling to the floor as if avoiding Yeonjun's eyes. "I... not want..." His voice was quiet, hesitant, as though confessing something shameful. "I... not want to be like this."

Yeonjun's pulse quickened. A thousand questions bombarded his mind, but all he could manage was a shaky breath. "So... all this time, you've been... hiding?"

Beomgyu nodded slowly, his expression a mixture of sadness and regret. "I... hide... not want... hurt."

Yeonjun's eyes widened, the weight of the moment crashing down on him. "Hurt? You... you were going to-"

Beomgyu shook his head violently, his eyes pleading with Yeonjun. "No... no bite. I... no bite you." He took a careful step back, his hands outstretched as if to distance himself from the idea. "I can't... hurt you... not like that."

Yeonjun blinked, his mind racing. He was still processing the fact that the person standing in front of him was a vampire, something he'd never once considered as even a possibility. But then, something in Beomgyu's eyes-the sincerity, the pleading look-made Yeonjun pause.

"You don't want to hurt anyone?" Yeonjun asked quietly.

Beomgyu's head dipped, his expression mournful. "I... don't know how... to stop... thirst. But I... try." He looked up again, his gaze so intense it made Yeonjun's chest tighten. "I... can't hurt you, Yeonjun."

The sincerity in Beomgyu's words made Yeonjun's heart flutter unexpectedly. He should've been terrified, but instead, he found himself drawn to the vampire, not with fear, but with... something else.

Yeonjun shook his head, trying to make sense of the situation. "Then why are you here? Why me?"

Beomgyu swallowed hard, his eyes softening as he stepped closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... feel... you. Like... connection. Not sure why... but... I don't want to be alone anymore."

Yeonjun felt a strange warmth spread through him at those words. It was dangerous-everything about this was dangerous-but at that moment, something told him that keeping Beomgyu close wasn't just an option; it was the only thing that felt right.

With the fire extinguished and the room dark, Yeonjun stood there, facing a vampire who could have killed him but didn't. And for reasons he couldn't understand, he didn't want to run. Not yet.

"I don't know what to do with you," Yeonjun muttered, his voice full of disbelief. "But... I can't just leave you out there. We'll figure this out. Together."

Beomgyu's expression softened into something like relief, his eyes glimmering with gratitude. "Thank you, Yeonjun. I... I will not hurt you. I promise."

For the first time, Yeonjun truly saw Beomgyu-not as a monster, but as someone who was just as lost and desperate for connection as he was. And though the unknowns terrified him, he couldn't shake the feeling that their fates were tied together in ways far more complicated than either of them realized.

As the night dragged on, Yeonjun tried to process everything that had just happened. He kept stealing glances at Beomgyu, whose demeanor had softened after the confession, though there was an unmistakable tension in his movements. The broken English, the hesitant way he spoke-it all felt so... unfamiliar. It was clear that Beomgyu was struggling more than he let on.