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TITLE TRACK: monster
i. vampire!chan x reader
ii. second part to the chan drabble in finding out they’re a vampire
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Anemones and baby’s breath.
You stare at the small bundle of flowers, neatly arranged and placed in the same spot they were two weeks ago. A white envelope beneath the bouquet caught your eye. It’s seems as though the rain has beaten you to the door, leaving both the paper of the flowers and the envelope sodden in its wake.
You lean down, picking up both as you glance around the hallway.
No one’s there.
No one’s ever there.
A part of you is relieved but the other half of you is hoping to find him on your doorstep one day instead of the flowers.
So you do something you haven’t done in the four weeks since the flowers began appearing, you leave a note for him to find this time.
‘Come back to me. — Y/n’
A few weeks later you place the envelope outside of your door the evening before the flowers are expected to arrive.
The next morning you awake to no flowers and a missing envelope. To say you were disappointed would be an understatement. In truth, you had been the one to walk away from him—leaving him exposed and vulnerable in the alleyway.
But the minute you had arrived back home you instantly regretted it.
A pain like you had never felt before settled in your chest and from then on there wasn’t a day that had gone by that you hadn’t missed him terribly. But your mind was a mess. The image of the blood coating his hands and lips consumed your dreams. It was terrifying but you knew deep down that he would never harm you and yet you treated him as though he would.
It was all your fault in the first place for following him that night many months ago. You let your insecurities consume you and in turn you had found out a secret deeper than one you could have ever imagined. He didn’t want you to see him like that and yet you had treated him just as he was afraid you would.
He never wanted you to be scared and yet in that moment you knew you had been terrified.
You don’t know how many hours had passed. Day turned into night as you sat staring out your window, watching the oranges and yellows of the sky fade into a deep blue signaling the nights arrival. Your eyes hurt from crying but you couldn’t bring yourself to cry anymore. Maybe this was it. Maybe he wouldn’t come back to you after all.
Your eyes began to droop, the cool night air blanketing across you from the open window.
A soft brush against your cheek caused you to stir in your sleep, feeling the bed dip next to you. You blinked a few times, your vision blurry as your fists rubbed at them.
“Y/n.”
Your body froze at the sound of his voice. Chan’s hand fell from you cheek as you sat up, staring wide eyed at the man in front of you.
It was silent between the two of you as you just took one another in. You felt your eyes burn with tears causing Chan’s to widen at the sight.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I should have knocked on the—.”
You cut off Chan’s rant by throwing yourself into his arms.
You sobbed against his shoulder, holding him tightly. You were afraid if you let go that Chan would disappear for good.
His arms held you close to him as you cried. Chan’s lips brushed softly against your temple.
“I-I’m so sorry,” you cried, gripping onto the material of his shirt.
“Do not be sorry angel. You needed time.”
You shook your head as you pulled away.
“I needed you.”
Chan’s deep obsidian gaze met yours, his fingers gently tucking your hair behind your ear so that he could get a good look at you.
“I’m here now.”
There was so much that you wanted to say, so much that you wanted to apologize for but you noticed how tired Chan looked yet how alive his gaze was as he finally got to hold you close.
“I’m—.”
Chan shook his head, cutting your words off before you could apologize further.
“It wasn’t the way I wanted to tell you. It was a lot to take in and you were frightened. I don’t blame you. There is no need to apologize.”
Your eyes watered as his gaze fell from yours, it was only then that you really took in the man before you. The bags beneath his eyes. The way his eyes were slightly bloodshot and darker than the warm brown you were used to—skin sickly pale and lips chapped to the point of pain.
He looked terrible, like he had been completely drained.
You open your mouth to say something but Chan stops you with a pained grimace.
“Please do not try to lie to make me feel better.”
Your heart fell at the sadness swimming in his features.
“I was startled yes, but Chan,” you whisper as you tilt his head back in your direction.
“I’m not scared of you.”
You press a small kiss to the corner of his lips, causing his breath to hitch. When he doesn’t pull back you press another directly to his lips and then another, until you are slotting your lips against his.
Chan’s hands are hesitant where they rest on your thighs but you aren’t, arms coming around him as you deepen the kiss.
Your hands trail across his shoulders and spine, frowing at every bump and ridge.
“You’ve gotten so small.”
Chan stills at your words, lips freezing against yours before he’s pulling back.
It’s only then that you realize why.
“You haven’t been eating have you?”
Chan shakes his head, tears filling his eyes.
Chan was never the monster.
It was you.
You don’t ask why because you know. He feels guilt for something he shouldn’t feel guilty about.
“I’ve tried feeding on animals but it doesn’t—they don’t help.”
“Chan,” you whisper his name, a single tear slipping from your eye.
He looks so small in your arms, so lost and broken.
“I missed you.”
A whispered confession, barely above a breath.
“I missed you. So much,” you breathe.
Chan initiated the kiss that time, lips tentative and cautious as you grip tightly onto him.
“Take me.”
Chan stills at your words, eyes hesitant as they flicker between yours.
“I do not think we—we shouldn’t while I’m like this I—.”
Your finger falls to his lips, silencing his words.
“That’s not what I meant.”
Chan’s eyes darken at the implication.
“Never.”
“Chan you’re—.”
“I won’t hurt you Y/n. I’ve already done enough of that. I will not do this.”
You sigh but nod nonetheless.
“I just want to help.”
Chan presses a kiss to your forehead before pressing his against yours.
“I will feed later but right now I just want you in my arms.”
“Promise?”
Chan nods as he lays the two of you on top of your bed.
“Promise.”
