[yandere!vampires x fem!reader]
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when the union if two schools, one embodied by humans, the other - vampires - causes four vampires to grow a deep rooted; and obsessive devotion towards one human girl.
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"YOU DIDN'T NEED TO CARRY ME HERE."
Y/N muttered through clenched teeth as her arm clutched her side, shielding the bruised ribs that throbbed with every breath.
Adrian didn't respond immediately. He reached for the edge of her uniform shirt—pausing only when her hand shot out, gripping his wrist.
"I'm not going to undress you." he said dryly, the corner of his mouth twitching with faint amusement. "But I need to see the damage, Y/N."
At that, her grip loosened. She exhaled, slow and wary, and let her hand fall. "It's fine. I'm fine. Just bruising."
"You shouldn't lie to someone who can hear when your breathing skips."
Her eyes flicked up to meet his, and for a moment she forgot the ache splintering her ribs. His stare wasn't the usual glazed-over detachment. Now there was something else there—concentration laced with concern, veined through with tension.
Adrian reached for a small jar of cooling balm from the shelf and dipped his fingers in before pressing them gently to the fabric covering her side. The chill of it made her hiss, but his touch was precise, careful.
"You didn't have to go feral" she whispered, "I'm not dying.."
His voice was low. "You could've fractured something."
"Still. Not dying."
He paused, just for a second. "Yet."
The silence between them settled thick and oddly fragile. She wanted to say something else—to shift the topic, to lighten the mood. "I'm fine—help me back to my dorm?"
He stayed quiet for a moment "Fine."
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When the pair stepped out of the infirmary, an overhead light caught on familiar clean-cut brown hair and sharp collarbones, casting soft shadows down his cheekbones—and approaching them in the hallway. His eyes immediately fell to her curled frame and the way Adrian's body bent protectively over her.
"Y/N?" Marcus asked, eyebrows furrowed. "What.. happened?"
Adrian straightened instantly, stepping just slightly in front of her, an unusual yet familiar feeling of adrenaline surging through his veins. Marcus's gaze lingered on her arm still wrapped protectively around her middle, then shifted to Adrian with a flicker of displeasure, but recovered it with a small 'student body' advocating smile. "You alright?" he asked again, this time directed solely at her.
"I'm fine." she said quickly, applying most of her weight onto Adrian who, despite, was stood firm.
Marcus took a step forward, a subtle glance flicked over her injuries. "I was heading to the library when I heard someone took a hit in PE. Guess I wasn't surprised to find it was you."
