For my dear PrinceSoo. May you forever be torn between these two individuals.  -Middae xoxo

 

 

You were walking down a sidewalk, your warm breath appearing in the cold, crisp night air. You shivered as a cascade of goosebumps danced across your exposed skin. Your arms wrapped around your frame to retain your body heat, but still you shivered. It was just after midnight, and you had decided to leave the club early. You said goodbye to your friends, who asked you many times to stay with them just a little while longer, or at least let them walk you to your car. But, no, you weren't one to ask much of your friends. Rather than be a bother to them, you decided to let them enjoy the rest of their night. Clubs weren't really much of your thing anyway. You just went to appease your friends, as was your personality.

The thick rubber soles of your boots made a dull thudding on the cement as you walked down the deserted sidewalk. Why did you have to park so far away? Then you remembered: Parking was a nightmare tonight. You also remembered the alleyway you saw on your way to the nightclub, and realized it would cut your time in half if you took it. You would be fine. There was no one else here aside from the few couples who absent-mindedly wandered hand-in-hand past you.

Turning the corner, you entered the alleyway. A chill of apprehension ran down your spine, settling in the tangle of knots in your stomach. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Suddenly, you heard the dull thudding of heavy footsteps behind you, causing you to immediately snap your head at the source of the sound.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

A dark figure slowly approached you, and through the dim lighting of the streetlamp overhead, the handsome features of a young man appeared. Judging from the lighting, he looked to be in his early twenties, of slim build, and delicate facial features. His dark red hair was messily styled, much like the devil-may-care attitude he displayed. His smooth, pale skin almost seemed to glow in the yellowed lighting. Hands thrown in the pockets of his black leather jacket, continued to walk towards you, like he had all the time in the world. He finally stopped, less than a foot away from you. His eyes scanned your face, then moved down to your clothing. A smirk danced across the corner of his mouth as he brought his lower lip in between his teeth. He cocked his head as his eyes met with yours again. You subconsciously felt very aware of every flaw you had as this handsome being was literally examining you from head to toe.

Your eyes couldn't help but mirror his actions as they gazed upon his slightly pink pouty lips and then to the small mole just above his upper lip. Your eyes moved down past his jacket to the tight lightwash jeans which stretched over the slight curviness of his hips and thighs, and even further your eyes traveled down to his black ankle motorcycle boots. You were so seemingly entranced by him, you didn't even notice he was now circling you.

"Looks like we've got a little lost kitty in our midst. Poor, poor thing," he said, voice laced with sweetness as he clicked his tongue in feign concern.

He halted in front of you again, gently taking your face in his hands. They were soft yet as cold as the freezing night air. The sensation sent a shockwave up your spine and straight to your heart.

"And a pretty one at that," he added, a coy smirk playing on his lips.

Just as you tried to move back, his hold on your chin tightened. Fear gripped your heart as you were immediately alarmed, but, for some strange reason, a sudden calmness swept over your entire being, and you felt your heart rate decelerate. The young man's tongue peaked out from the corner of his mouth and swiped over his lower lip.

"Never subtle, are you, Baekhyun?"

A soft voice came from the darkness from behind. Softer footsteps padded towards you, and you immediately felt a powerful presence coming closer. The young man in front of you, whom you assumed was Baekhyun, released your chin and looked behind you at the newcomer. He chuckled.

"Subtlety just isn't my style, Kyungsoo. You should know that by now."

The other presence, whom you guessed must have been Kyungsoo, walked around you. Large eyes peered into yours, and you couldn't help but feel swallowed whole by them. A silent yet powerful force of dominance suddenly changed the energy that surrounded you both. He his plump lips predatorily.

"Are you afraid?" his voice purred in the darkness.

You quickly shook your head, and a corner of his lips lifted ever so slightly. He took a step near you. You responded with a step back.

"You should be."

"...Wh....y?" your voice managed to croak out.

"Because," the other one, Baekhyun began, also taking a step towards you. "We are that which walk the night while you sleep warm and safe in your bed."

"That which you fear yet are so desperate to discover," Kyungsoo said lowly.

Both men took a step towards you, and you retreated until you felt your back hit against the cold brick wall. Your breathing was shaky and you shivered violently, only this time it wasn’t because of the cold.

"Your curiosity never seems to be satiated, and still..." Kyungsoo trailed off, his chest slightly pushing against yours. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, his mouth mere inches from it.

"You crave more."

A low chuckle escaped Baekhyun's throat as he neared the other side of you. His hand took one of yours, pressing your palm against his lips. He inhaled deeply, letting out a slow exhale as his lips brushed against your skin.

"How divine..." he muttered, his lips now pressing against your wrist.

Just as your watched in horror at what transpired before you, a pair of soft lips were planted against your ear and down your jawline. One of Kyungsoo's hands took your other one, draping it behind his neck as his lips continued to travel down your jaw. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped your lips, and your fingers instinctively threaded themselves in his soft, dark hair. A low, playful giggle emanated from Baekhyun as he continued to kiss your wrist, his lips pressing slower, harder against your skin.

"What pretty noises you make. Let's hear more of you, kitten, hmm?" his soft, sweet voice whispered.

Suddenly, Baekhyun paused and looked up at you from your wrist. His delicate fingers gingerly held your hand as if it were made of glass as he watched you. It was then that your breathing quickened, and a scream threatened to escape your throat. Two, glowing red eyes emanated from the darkness and peered straight into yours. Fear filled your entire body, and you immediately pushed them away from you. With little force, Kyungsoo pushed you against the wall, your back stinging from the sudden contact. His hand covered your mouth as his lips moved close to your ear.

"Now, now, princess. We don't want to do that, now, do we?" his warm breath fanned against your ear as he murmured softly.

Baekhyun's grip on your wrist tightened, making your fingers tingle from blood constriction.

"Right. All we want is something you have, sweetheart, and you're gonna give that to us. Isn't that right?"

Tears formed in your eyes as you shook your head violently. Kyungsoo smoothed your hair back from your face as he gently kissed your cheek.

"Shh...There, there. No need to cry. It will only hurt a little bit, and then it'll all go away. No need to fight it..."

Baekhyun brought your wrist to his mouth again. He gave it one final kiss until opening his mouth to reveal a pair of sharp fangs. You struggled, trying to pull away your wrist from his grasp, but he was much too strong. His fangs broke the delicate skin with a small pop. You cried out from the excruciating pain as your body desperately tried to twist away from his hold on you. You watched as your own blood ran down your forearm and flowed into his mouth. As Baekhyun the blood that was just about to drip on the concrete, it as then that you suddenly felt another sharp pain in your neck, followed by the gentle against your fresh wound. Kyungsoo pressed closed against you, releasing his mouth from your neck to gasp for air, only to latch back onto your wound, his tongue slowly up the blood that trickled down your neck.

 

You stood there, staring up at the cold diamonds in the pitch black, velvet sky, wishing you had never gone down that alleyway. A single tear formed in the corner of your eye and rolled down your cheek. Energy dissipated from your body--much like your blood--as you listened to the two young men--no, animals--who fed on your blood, their guttural groans and slurping rising up into the cold night air. Your mind screamed for help as your voice seemed to have abandoned you. You suddenly felt sleepy, barely keeping your eyes open, and no matter how hard you struggled, you just couldn't resist the sweet promises of sleep as you slowly let yourself slip away.