The vampiress knows something’s up the minute she stirs to the sound of soft sniffling and clogged breathing. She glances a sleepy gaze down at where there’s slightly too much warmth radiating from the little body curled into her front. Something pulls at her heartstrings hearing her baby let out shivery whines as her body fights a temperature. Poor puppy isn’t having the best of luck in the health department, it seems.

But, it’s just a small cold, nothing to fret about! A spoonful of fever medicine, some butter biscuits and an extra heap of mummy’s love is all the TLC she needs, right? It’s not the end of the world—

— is it?

From the grippy hands and the pleading whimpers when she tries to get up from the bed, it kind of sounds like it is. Curse everything for always being so far away.

“No leave, mummy,” Seungwan hiccups out, blinking wide, shiny eyes. She sounds like she’s at death’s door and Joohyun tries to hold in a laugh at her poor, painful baby, cruel as it may seem. “Wannie… h-hurts…” 

The way the tears burn a bit more than usual only makes Seungwan want to cry harder. Joohyun coos, reaching over to grab a tissue from the bedside table to tenderly dab at tear-streaked, cotton-candy cheeks. “Shh, it’s okay, puppy. Mummy’s just going to get things to make Wannie feel better, don’t need to cry. Be a big girl and stay here for me, okay?”

Joohyun darts her eyes to a small friend peeking out from the edge of Seungwan’s pillow. A small smirk tugs at the corners of her lips as she readies herself for her Emmy Award Winning role as Loving Vampire Mum, co-star to Seungwan’s melodrama and fever tears. Pippin finds himself plucked from his regular cozy spot and held nose to nose with his creator.

“Oh Pip,” Joohyun makes sure she sees those chocolate ears twitch in response to their second favourite name in the world before continuing to instruct, “Wannie isn’t feeling very well today. She’s very strong and brave, but she still needs lots of love while I’m gone, okay? Can you do that for me?” From the corner of her eye, a tiny arm outstretches in the direction of the mouse to lightly grab at the cotton tail dangling from her grasp. Her smile softens and she delicately places him in Seungwan’s open palm before swiftly making an exit, all too eager to return for an all-day cuddle. 

Left all alone and too sickly to even formulate the words, Seungwan simply presses his tummy beans to her hot forehead, hoping her best friend can read her mind.

Is Wannie g