I was walking through my old high school hallways, but no one was around. Weird, am I late? I opened my classroom door to see not my old classmates, but Seventeen. I smiled at waved at the group, "Hey, what are you-"

In the middle of my sentence, I was interrupted by them all looking at me and snickering. My head dropped, feeling more hurt than I normally would with my old classmates. I walked through the classroom to the back corner, my old seat. I looked up to see a pitcher of blood sitting on my desk. Just looking at it made my mouth water and my throat burn. It burned more than when I first was changed, more than ever.

Seungcheol crouched next to me, "are you getting bothered because of that or me?" He gave me his signature cheeky smile and winked at me. 

Woozi, who was suddenly sitting in front of me, turned to us with a blank face, "you do know that everyone that gets close to her becomes cursed." Nayeon gladly came over to drape herself on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Woozi smiled so bright his eyes almost disappeared into slits, "who would want to talk to a girl like her anyways," he sneered, "she's a sack of potatoes compared to Nayeon." 

Seungcheol looked at me with disgust, because Woozi was right. I looked around the room to avoid the disgust in their eyes, just to meet everyone else's. Everyone's eyes were glowing bright red, staring at me soullessly. I have to get out of here. I pushed past Seungcheol and ran towards the door. I swung the door open as everyone got up out of their seats. I was about to step but as soon as I looked down, there was nothing. I was at the top of a cliff so tall that you couldn't even see the bottom. 

I turned around to look for another exit, but someone was right behind me. I keep my gaze straight, looking at his chest. He gently placed his hand on my arm, "it's okay, I'm here." I knew instantly by the voice who it was. Hoshi. I looked up at him, hoping to see his cheerful grin. I inched back as I saw his grin was nowhere near cheerful, it was sadistic. I tried to back away from him, but that brought me to the very edge. I had no escape. The walls suddenly disappeared as the rest of seventeen and Nayeon gathered around me. They all blew, and it felt like a tornado whipped me off my feet. It was almost like I was falling in slow motion. Woozi and Nayeon were kissing lovingly, while Hoshi and Seungcheol pointed and laughed along with the rest. I felt my heart crumble into a billion pieces as I started to fall.

I sprung up in bed as my eyes flew open. It was just a dream. Even though it was a dream, I still couldn't catch my breath. I gave up and fell back into my bed. I was covered in sweat, while my mouth was dry and my head pounded. I knew it meant I had to feed, but it felt so wrong after that nightmare. 

I tried hard to fall back asleep, but all I was able to do was toss and turn. My mind kept replaying the nightmare over and over again. I laid flat, staring at the ceiling, there was a part of me that was saying go to Woozi, talk to him about it, confide in him. There was the other part telling me to just lay here, I'll fall asleep or stay up until it's time to get ready. I decided to go with the first option. 

I rolled out of bed and tiptoed out of my room. The sun had set, so everyone was still sleeping. I wondered around for a little, still debating until I found myself standing in front of Woozi's door. Before even thinking I gently knocked, "Woozi," I whispered to the door, "are you awake?" I only stood there for a couple of seconds before I heard soft steps. 

I finally realized what I had done, my mind started to race, what do I even say? Why did I come here in the first place? What did I even expect? I felt like a child thinking about what I'd say, 'I had a nightmare and can't sleep'. 

The door inched open, revealing a freshly woken Woozi. His eyes were barely held open, his hair somehow managed to be a complete mess but at the same time, y. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants and leaned against the door frame, "is everything alright?" He said with a hoarse, husky voice.

I came back to reality and got lost in my words, there was no good way to say it. Finally, I gave up and just came out with it, "I just had a bad dream and I can't sleep." I felt even more pathetic saying it out loud. I kept my eyes off of him, "but forget about it, I'm fine, I'll just go-"

"MinYoung," he interrupted me, "it's fine, come on." I looked up at him to catch his lazy smile before he turned to go back into his bedroom. The second I set foot into his room, I felt butterflies start to flutter in my stomach. I didn't think this far. I just sat at the side of his bed looking over my shoulder, watching him casually lay back into his bed. My body instantly stiffened and froze, why am I being like this? The last time I was in here we were laughing and I felt so comfortable. Why is this time different? Could it be because I know my feelings for him now? I jumped as I felt a gentle hand rest on my back, "Hey," he whispered gently, "relax, it's just me, you can talk to me about it." 

I looked into his dark and gentle eyes and instantly felt my body start to relax under his touch. I turned my body toward him and rested my elbow on the pillow and chin rested in the palm of my hand, "once I say it out loud it's going to sound pathetic," I snickered. He raised his eyebrows at me and nodded for me to go on. I took a deep breath, "well," I paused, thinking of a way to go around the details, "I was back in my old high school, and instead of my old classmates it was you guys. When I sat down there was a pitcher of blood, my throat started to burn, worse than ever before. The worst part was that you guys were talking to me like my old classmates did, saying I was cursed and whoever talked to me would become cursed too. I tried running out of the room but as soon as I opened the door the ground was gone. Then I fell," I paused remembering the feeling, "it was like I was falling in slow motion, watching as you all were laughing, happy that I was gone." 

The whole time I was talking I avoided looking at him, I could just imagine his face, on the bridge of laughing at me. Instead, he rested his hand on my supporting arm, "It was just a dream," he said in a hushed voice, "you know none of us would ever say anything like that to you." I finally met his eyes, they were kind, soft, filled with sympathy and care. I scanned his seemingly perfect face, he seemed almost hurt, "you know we love having you around, you're our missing link." 

I couldn't help but smile at his sweet words as his thumb rubbed circles on my arm. My throat started to burn once more, I needed to feed. Woozi stopped, "What's wrong? Did that make you uncomfortable, I'm sorry." He quickly apologized. 

I shook my head, "you didn't," I managed to get out a small and shy giggle, "it was quite comforting actually." I saw his eyes grow, as he held back a smile as his dimples became obvious. My thirst started to grow, becoming unbearable, "can I ask for one more favor?" He quickly nodded eagerly as I tried to figure out a way to word what I wanted. I took a deep breath, "Well after the dream, I feel weird and uncomfortable about feeding, and I need to..." I let my words travel off, letting him finish my thought. 

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and I started to feel like asking that crossed some kind of line. Or maybe I was just asking too much? He nodded and got up from his bed, now I was the one to be surprised. I was speechless as he walked around the bed and made his way to me. He reached his hand out to me, "Come on then," he gave me a soft smile, "you need to feed." I took his hand as he tucked it into the nook of his arm and led me. 

It was silent between us, the whole walk was silent, but it was comfortable. A part of me wanted to rest my head on his shoulder and to pull him closer, but I resisted that urge. He was just being a gentleman and a good friend. It was a good thing he was holding on to me, as we walked down the stairs my knees grew weak and it became more difficult to walk. As we reached the big stainless door, he began to shuffle his feet, "so, do you want me to wait out here or..." 

He looked down at his feet shyly. I was glad he wasn't looking at me because I couldn't help but smile at how he was acting. I watched for his reaction as I spoke, "I'd like you to come in with me," I confessed, "but if I'm crossing a line-" 

He cut me off, "no," he said suddenly, "you're not crossing any lines." He still couldn't look me in the eyes as he opened the door. As soon as the blood bags were in my sight I almost couldn't breathe the burning was so bad. As fast as I could I picked up one of the AB bags and just held it in my hands, staring at it as my throat burned away. What have I become? Some monster?

As I was lost in my thoughts Woozi came up to me, with a bag in his hands as well, "What are you thinking about?" he worried. 

I looked into his eyes, "Am I a monster?" I asked honestly.

He chuckled as if it was a bad joke Wonwoo had made, "MinYoung," he said lifting the bag in my hands to my lips, "you're far from becoming a monster, trust me. You're just hungry." He smiled softly at me as he raised the bag in his hands to his mouth as well. His eyes locked with mine as he bit into the bag. I watched them as they slowly turned bright red. I bit into mine while keeping my eyes on him. I couldn't look away, even if I wanted to. 

Feeling the smooth liquid run down my throat was so soothing, I couldn't contain my noises anymore. Neither of us could, we'd both let out a small moan every once in awhile. As he finished he dropped the bag and placed his hand over his mouth, as his eyes grew more towards a deep red. Like how Seungcheol's where that night at the club. As I finished my bag I had a feeling rush over me, I wanted him. Right here. Right now. I assumed that's how he was feeling as well.

We never lost eye contact and we were both breathing heavily. He took a few steps back, "you should get some rest before tomorrow," he breathed, finally breaking our gaze. I quickly nodded, agreeing with him. The need started to fade and was replaced with fatigue, "MinYoung?" Woozi called after me as I started to leave, "can I ask a favor from you now?" I nodded quickly as he took a deep breath, "could you not do that with anyone else?"

He shuffled his feet, avoiding eye contact. I was taken back by his request, "U-Um, sure?" He smiled to himself, he tried to hide it but instead, he ended up flashing his cute dimples. I smiled, knowing he wasn't going to see, "I'll see you tomorrow Woozi." I said quickly as I made my way back to my room. 

I tried to contain my smile, but I couldn't, I had absolutely fallen head over heels for him.

Hey guys! I know it's been awhile, I'm sooo sorry! Life had gotten chaotic again, but don't worry, I'm back! I think in the next week or so I'll come back with a bonus chapter that you can look forward to. Thank you for your amazing patience. Love you guys!! <3