jalousied | deliciously precious parts 1 & 2

vampire!au; onkey; pg
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a/n: This is a two-part drabble that didn't fully develop into a complete fic. Basically, they're just scenarios of an incomplete vampire!OnKey fic. I really loved the concept and I felt it was a pity to leave them as such, so I'm posting them here so I can use them later if I ever decide to complete the fic :).

“You’re so pretty!” they tell him, and Kibum would just smile with his head slightly bowed, embarrassed but flattered. They’d tell of him how they envied how pale and smooth his skin is, an ethereal beauty they said. Kibum just laughs and tells them that he has no advice for them. He escapes before the they could ask about his regimen and the products he uses and the secrets he doesn’t want to tell.

“You look so tired,” they tell him, and Kibum would just make a mock!pitiful expression. They’d tell him of how he looks so lethargic and how he seems more withdrawn than usual and how he sleeps all the time, so unlike the way he’s before. Kibum just waves a hand in dismissal and tells them that he’s the same, it’s just that their comeback is a bit more stressful than usual. He runs away before they could make assumptions about his diet and routine and the energy drink he’s been greedily consuming recently.

“You look so delicious,” he tells him, and Kibum would just brace himself against the wall, closing his eyes. He’d tell him how he could feel the blood pulsing in Kibum’s veins and how the warm rush of it excites him and how sorry he is for doing this. Kibum just grips the arms supporting him and grit his own teeth as another set sinks themselves into his neck, reaching into his blood vessels, and he feels the rush of life in him being lapped up hungrily.

“I’m sorry,” he tells him over and over, and Kibum just smiles as he slides down to the floor, weak to the point of feeling boneless. He tells him that it’s his fault and that he shouldn’t be taking advantage of Kibum this way and that he should be more responsible but he just cannot control the urge. Kibum pulls the other man closer and holds onto him until he stops shuddering from the shock of losing blood.

“It’s okay, hyung,” Kibum tells him, and he helps Kibum onto bed. Kibum tells him that he’s happy that he could be of help and that there’s no one else in their group eligible for this job but him and that he is glad to finally have a specific role in the group. He embraces Kibum and tells him that it’s not true—that he more precious than what he thinks—but Kibum has already passed out.

“Thank you,” Jinki tells him.

"He’s here!"

Kibum wakes up with a start, immediately closing his eyes again as he felt dizziness sinking in because of his sudden movement. Cautiously opening his eyes once more, he becomes aware of the warmth stuck to his side and the arm his head was resting on. Jinki’s breath fanned against his neck as the leader snuggled against him.

"Hyung, you’re home!"

Kibum perks up at the sound of a familiar voice. Jonghyun seems to have recovered and is back at their dorm. He tries to sit up and properly welcome their prodigal member, but an arm immediately pulled him back under the covers. Sighing, Kibum pressed a cool hand against their leader’s cheek, softly telling him to wake up so they could welcome Jonghyun. Jinki merely grunts and slings a leg over Kibum, effectively restraining the man’s movements.

"Kibum-ah?"

Kibum mutters a curse and tries to get out of Jinki’s hold, still feeling slightly woozy and weak but nevertheless excited to see Jonghyun. But Jinki seems to have other plans. Kibum lets out an undignified squeak as he is pressed on the bed, the leader’s body looming over him. Torn between surprise and slight fear, Kibum mutters Jinki’s name. The leader studies him for a bit, then leans down, covering Kibum’s body and pressed his face against the younger’s neck. A hand comes up to caress Kibum’s neck, the sting from last night completely gone but the marks still slightly obvious.

"You’re mine."

Kibum shudders against Jinki’s whisper and closes his eyes. He doesn’t need to be told. It is his role and his alone.

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deliciously precious parts 1 & 2

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