Of all things in his twenty five years of life, the only thing Sungyeol couldn’t believe up until know was the fact that his lover was a vampire. A cheesy and super greasy vampire at that. It was still fresh in his memory, how he met Nam Woohyun, supposed to be cold blood creature, but in fact was very kind. It was cold breezy night in the autumn, the human was almost falling asleep when he heard a loud noise from his balcony, like something really heavy fell to the ground. Alarmed, he jerked up and looked at the balcony. He could see shadow of a man from behind the closed curtain. The first thought that popped in his mind was a robber of sort. Then again, he lives in ninth floor of an apartment building. There’s no way a robber could climb so high. Was he spiderman, he squinted his eyes as he carefully stepping closer to his balcony. He could hear groans and small rants, yet before he could open the door, the stranger beat it to him. The first thing he saw was a pair of reddish eyes that silenced him. It was a man, a bit shorter than himself and pale, translucent almost. His raven hair contrasted the color of his skin. He was gorgeous, godly even, but something about the man was a bit creepy. The man seemed like a walking porcelain statue, beautiful, but dead.

Immersed in his own train of thoughts, Sungyeol didn’t notice how close the latter was until their noses only a few inches apart. Coughing, he scraped his nape nervously. “Er, personal space?” he said, earning a wide grin from the other.

“You smell delicious,” the man said with a grin, showing off rows of his perfect teeth. The sentence stuck in the human’s mind for a moment. Smell delicious didn’t seem like a way to compliment a person after all.

“What do you mean?”

“I want a taste,” he said simply.

“What?!” Sungyeol’s eyes widened in confusion.

“Your blood. I want a taste of your blood,” the stranger repeated still with his grin.

“What the hell,” the human exclaimed. “Who are you? What are you doing in my balcony? No normal person could climb this high!”

“Who said I’m a person? I’m a vampire,” the male said nonchalantly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“What? Ar