Vampire Training Ch.1 | Jyh

Vampire Training ch.1 | jyh

ch. 1: walls pairing: Vampire!Yunho x Reader genre: pre-established relationship, magic, angst, smut, fighting warnings: claustrophobia, mentions of blood, violence, shower sex, fighting, mentions of c*tting (not for the purposes of s3lf harm), drinking blood, nightmare

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The walls close in.

Bit by bit they seal your fate. The only door taunting you as you tug and pull frantically.

One wall touches your shoulder, pushing you with it. You push against it, legs pushing against the floor as if you could force the whole thing back. Frenzied movements against the ground change as you turn around to claw at it. Maybe attempting to climb or maybe trying to dig through the wall. There wasn’t a plan or hope, just pure desperation. Resting against it on your shoulder giving one last push, you become aware of the tears. There’s nothing else to do as the other wall finally touches your other shoulder. 

The weight of both walls restrict and move you. The pressure filling you at once then more and more. You feel sharpness shoot out of your gums and on instinct cry out before biting down hard.

“OW! FUCK”

Your eyes shoot open. Thank god it’s over. You recognize the warmth within a second before anything else comes back to you. Slowly, you feel the arms around you and the head resting against yours. You feel the neck bleeding from where your fangs are still sunk in and the wetness from your tears on the exposed skin all the way down between you.

Gently, you remove your mouth, laving over the wound carefully. It would heal quickly anyway but this was your unspoken apology. Like a dog licking their owner after misbehaving.

Only this wasn’t your fault. You breathed out qwuelling the familiar anger that wanted to bubble up. This wasn’t the time. You wanted all the comfort that came from being right there.

“Which dream?”

“The walls” you replied quietly.

“I’m sorry.” his sleep filled voice was sincere. You knew that. Yet you again couldn’t respond to it. You never could.

“I don’t wanna sleep anymore.” a sob building in your throat, he nods. He knows better than to speak right now. Swiftly, he moves to the edge of the bed with you still in his arms. He scoops you up fully as he stands to bring you to the bathroom.

As he starts the shower, you don’t dare look at the mirror. He glances over as he plays with the shower knobs, noticing your aversion to it. The face he loves completely wet with tears, slightly red from both released and held emotions, mouth and chin covered in blood-his- and eyes downcast and far away. He sighs turning back to the water.

You don’t notice he’s walking back until he’s right in front of you pulling up your shirt. He helps you shed your clothes before doing the same to his own. He guides you into the water, watching you carefully for some sign that it helps. He nearly smiles seeing your shoulders relax. 

With careful hands he rubs at the drying blood with his thumb. You look up as if finally seeing him for the first time since you woke up. Your eyes stare at him with no hint of the conflict you felt moments prior.

You could see him clearly again. Your Yunho. The one you loved so deeply.

He’s simultaneously your savior and your jailor. The one that locked you in this prison disguised as a home yet saved you. He saved you from the dark depths of bloodlust and insanity though he dropped you into its grasp to begin with.

Yet when you look at him in moments like this it feels like he hung the moon. Everything is done with care for you, a smile gracing his lips most of the time as he does whatever you ask.

Though you were still a little dazed he knew the signs of what you wanted as you placed your hands gently on his neck. He searched your face a moment more for something before feeling satisfied to lean in. He gave you what you wanted when he could. He gave you pleasure every moment you wanted it and his arms for comfort when you needed.

In hot and heavy moments like these he always gave his all but now pushed himself past that to try to atone for the sin he committed against you.

His body pushed yours against the wall. Your hands slid down, holding his waist as you surrendered yourself to him. The feeling of his lips giving you more than you could ever want from a kiss. He tried to explain it before but you just cared it was him.

Passionately, he held you tightly as he fucked you against the slippery shower wall. Nails digging into his wet shoulders as he rolled and grinded his hips into you again and again. Your lips barely parted as he brought you over the edge twice.

You watch him quietly as he dries you, attentively patting every wet spot with the fluffy towel.

When he finally reaches your neck and notices your eyes on him he smiles. A hint of nervousness in it not going unnoticed. You simply smile and give him a sweet peck.

*

“One hour!”

“No.”

“Thrity minutes!”

“No.”

“Five minutes?” you were getting desperate now.

He paused what he was doing as if considering it. Though he wasn’t looking at you, it sparked a miniscule amount of hope until…“Nope.”

“UGHHHHHHH”

You begged him everyday to let you go outside. The off white walls of your apartment were honestly starting to make you sick.

It has been 6 months since the night Yunho turned you.

His words from that night haunted you constantly in the beginning. “I killed you.” Things were better now but they just sat in the back of your brain for dark or quiet moments where you were left with only your thoughts.

“It’s for you and everyone else. It’s-”

“Not safe.”you sighed finishing the familiar sentence with him. “I know”

A sad look drew down his handsome features. “You're still too unstable.”

You sat up. “How do you know? I’ve been cooped up for so long my body must be used to whatever now!”

He wanted to sigh and tell you it’s not “whatever”, considering he has explained the changes multiple times but instead, he smiled. “Maybe you're right. It’s got to be fine now.”

He stopped chopping vegetables to take a container from the cabinet. “I forgot to tell you I made these.” He pulled the lid of so you could see the small pastries.

You perked up as you grabbed one. “Thank you! Do you really mean it though?”

“We have to be sure like you said.”

You weren’t sure what changed his mind so easy this time since you were sure you made that argument before but you weren’t going to question it. Taking a huge bite of the sweet treat your brows furrowed.

Goosebumps spreading, tastebuds tingling, skin warm, fangs emerging. As you finally looked down you saw the red running down your hand. You instinctively licked your lip tasting it further.

The answer was obvious but you looked to Yunho. “What’s in this fucking thing?”

He took another bite of his. “You don’t like filling?”

He smiled, his fangs on display.

“F-F-u-ck,” your body pulsed roughly. You sunk to your knees with palms flat on the floor while your mouth watered profusely. Eyes glowing red, you looked up to where your boyfriend was knelt in front of you. He swiped his hand in the air as some of the pain and odd sensations dissipated. You knew he took away some of the pain as he had before. This time it made it slightly more bearable. Before it only dulled the pain enough to keep you from tearing at everything in your proximity.

You felt like a rapid animal as you regained a piece of your senses.

“Yeah baby, six months isn’t enough.”

*

Yunho’s mind couldn’t rest.

He watched you slept peacefully as he sat worried in the dark. You slept so soundly it was as if your life was as it was six months ago. Before he ruined your life.

That night haunts him constantly. He’s wanted to leave for so long, knowing he doesn’t deserve you. Someone who ruined your life doesn’t deserve your kindness and love. But he also knew he couldn’t abandon you to deal with the intense change he caused. It was better to stay by you rather than run like a coward.

He thinks about how the one spark of awareness saved him from ripping your jugular out. The one hint of your smell activated the smallest part of recognition to pull him back from the most monstrous vampiric instincts.

The vision of you naked bleeding out in his arms was almost too much to bear. Knowing he did it made him more lost. He acted without thought, moving not of his own volition. He watched like a passenger in his own body as he sliced at his arm and put the wound to your mouth. It dripped down your throat steadily.

His dark blood spilled from your mouth.

He waiting with bated breath before you convulsed. Eyes popping open to glow red before your throat released the worst scream he ever heard. So inhumane he feared he made a worse choice.

Through his squinted eyes as he flinched away from the sound he saw the fangs emerging in your open mouth.

Your eyes bled human red before running his darker color.

The screaming finally ceased. Your body began to sway. Yunho quickly caught your shoulders once again as you fell back.

He was breathing hard as the trauma of what just unfolded set in.

He couldn't dwell on it as he got to work preparing for when you woke up.

Currently he sighed as he pushed away the horrible memory.

He had to figure out the best course of action for what comes next.

A quick text was sent before he climbed into bed behind you. His heart swelled as he felt you move into his warmth more before relaxing.

He loved you so much that he could never forgive himself but maybe one day you could.

are you going to post anything else :/

uhh yeah

I can’t tell tone from this but like I mentioned I’m trying my best :’) I’m working WAAAY more than I thought. I’m not even getting home until really late. I haven’t even been able to read October writings from my favorite writers on here yet😭

I’m trying to do a lot better than last year and make sure the ones that are queued are ready too.

If you want more to read, I have a couple things from Halloween last year and lots of posts in general including smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc)

Please be patient🥹

I can't wait for vampire Yunho!!! The prologue got me goosebumps. I feel it will be very good! Yunho in black and with black hair is my weakness so the first story heading is just perfect!

It’s coming today!🤭 I’m SO glad you like it and I hope you love chapter 1!

I’ll try to change it on my break so ch 1 has the og header before it’s posted!

Threw in a little black hair Yun bc me too😍🫨

Girls when there are books to be read and spooky movies to be watched but they have responsibilities they must tend to

You love me right?

taehyung x reader 18+ only, minors dni themes: no real smut in this one, just bleak/dark, implied smut, yandere-ish, spooky, thriller, sad, spooky season♡ Spooky Season 2023♡

Your head is throbbing. As you groan and start to move you think you hear something.

Immediately, you stop moving. The stillness chills you. You venture to open your eyes, taking in the dilapidated place you seem to be in. The quiet is dense. Creaks coming from distant parts of the house as faint wind blows through the old wood.

You pull yourself up to sit and stare into the darkness.

There is a sound behind you and suddenly there is light and warmth at your back. 

You turn around to see your boyfriend sitting in front of a fireplace. He’s hunched over with hands collapsed and elbows on his knees. The glow against his skin makes him look sexy and brooding though you can’t shake the unease that is growing. “We’ve had fun right?”

“What?”

He looks up. “You and I. You love me right?”

Your eyes widen and you stutter, caught off guard.

“I heard you. ‘I fucking love you’ ‘I want to stay by your side’ ‘Please make me yours’”

Despite the strange way he’s talking, you blush furiously. Some of the words he quoted were in the throws of passion as you were drunk on him. Others were when you thought him to be sleep. “Taehyung, I-I didn’t think you heard that.”

He smiles widely, genuinely as he comes next to you on the floor. “I love you too.”

His smile melts you for a moment. You want to kiss him but return to your senses as you look around, remembering your strange surroundings. “Where are we, by the way?”

He smiles again. “I thought I would have to come back here by myself. Another miserable decade alone and unseen.”

Your brows furrow. 

“All the people that just wanted to fuck or go on a thousand dates. I thought nobody would become substantial by All Hallow’s Eve.”

“Why are you talking so weird? And were you dating other people??”

“We can be together now.” Taehyung’s eyes are wild as he gives you a big smile.

“T-Tae, explain what you mean. Please” your gentle pleading with falling tears finally coaxes coherent words from him.”

“I’ve been here so long.” He huffs a laugh with no hint of real humor. 

“H-How long?” “Since 1980.”

You obviously didn’t want to believe him. It made no sense. Nothing about it could be true.

But…something told you it was. Maybe the way the hair on your arms stood on edge or the way his eyes seemed to drain of all life before only white covered them.

“You know I died right there? Right where you are is where I died alone. Lived alone, died alone and even in death there was no one waiting for me." He sighs. “My case went cold and this house was all I had, but look at it now,” he says in disgust. “Left to rot. It’s falling apart, but I put everything I had into this house. My collection probably ended up in some evidence locker if it had blood and some pawn shop otherwise.”

He starts to have warm angry tears running down his face. “I’ve had to sit here for decades looking at everything I worked for just fall apart.”

He took a deep breath as the white melts, his pupils visible again as warmth comes back to his eyes. “But I finally found you. Someone to lift this burden from me.”

He pushes himself up from the lone chair. The glint of a knife now catching your attention. 

You stagger back. “T-Tae?”

He advances forward slowly. As you move backward, keeping an eye on the knife, you trip over a warped floorboard. “Aw baby no” he looks genuinely sad. “Don’t run now.”

He stares at you with sad eyes. “It said I could be human again. Just give my life for another before Halloween and it will be like I never left. Like I never lost a drop of blood on this floor.” You began to shake in fear at the implication but his next words seemed even worse. He stepped forward again with tears falling but a smile coming back to his face. “Then I found you. Why suffer another lonely existence when WE could be together forever? I’ll never be alone again.” He doesn’t stop moving toward you until you start to cough.

Once then twice until you're in a full coughing fit.

He tsks. “I thought that would be easier but you woke up too quick. I realized I didn’t give you enough. I don’t want you to suffer so let me do this for you. It will be quick this way.”

He holds your chin as you struggle to pull his hand off. You're trying desperately to take in a breath while being unable to cough. After the seconds of struggling that felt like hours he starts to move the blade but you shove at his face when your hand feel his chin. It staggers him enough to loose his grip on you. 

You fall forward and gasp breaths but don’t feel much better. It is only then you see the blood pooling. In your strugle you hadn’t noticed in that last moment that he succeeded in cutting your throat. It wasn’t good enough to be quicker as you let the pain start to sink in.

He tries to come at you again but only succeeds in slashing the arm holding your throat. “Stop resisting, I thought you love me!” He exclaims as he stabs and stabs, puncturing anywhere he can reach. You kick him but he barely reacts, pushing your leg away.

The clock on the fireplace soon strikes midnight. As you fight for your life, he starts going transparent.

His further attempts to hurt you are in vain as the knife soon becomes unstable in his rapidly disappearing hands until it finally drops. It lands on you as you loose energy.

You look on in horror as you hold your neck and your insides burn. Though the pain everywhere is intense your eyes stay on him.

He smiles slightly. “You can still see me?”

You can’t answer as you continue to cough and bleed but he smiles wider as he can tell he is what your scared eyes are fixated on.

“Don't fear baby. If you can see me, it worked. Just let go and you'll be with me.”

As the dizziness starts to set in all you can see is Taehyung's smiling face.

You wake up again with eyes wide as saucers.

Taehyung is nowhere in sight so you creep slowly for a few steps before making a run for it. You get to the grass before feeling like you hit a wall. “I’m sorry baby but November means we’re sealed. Another year needs to pass before can leave.”

With those heavy words, you turn to see him in the doorway. He smiles as he turns around back into the house. Taehyung goes to pour a drink from the empty bottle into the dingy whiskey glass. He places a record down, placing the needle carefully. As he starts to dance to nothing, you can't help but watch with tears streaming down your face. He’s moving about as if his home is still how he left it. Somehow unable to grasp again that his home is a skeleton of what it used to be. Instead of the nostalgic stupor he’s enjoying, you're left with the image of him stepping over your lifeless body as he continues dancing to nothing.

“I hate you.” you cry. “I fucking hate you.”

He purses his lips pulling you in to hold you, as he still sways to nothing. “You don’t mean that. I’m all you've got.”

Three things coming this week , hoping to get 5 out though

(Work is kicking my ass, sorry for the delay on spookiness. Much better than last year tho😗)

I hope everyone has liked the two I’ve put out so far 👀 I’m loving some of the reactions

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