Outcast Oneshot book #3

Sweeth tooth.

Got inspired by a Vampire Sans fic I found, it sucks the author isn't gonna continue it.

Btw.. For some reason someone thought I wasn't making X-readers anymore, I still am. Its just my inspiration is difficult.

And it takes forever for me to come up with something. -_- Authors block sucks ass.

Even though Hallow is our gay vampy, he'll be bi for this fic. Enjoy!

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For the longest time you've felt eyes on you. Ever since you've entered that Halloween costume store.. Its when you felt them.

You had been wanting to check out the place since it was new and you wanted to get a few things for your cosplay.

Kids were running around getting scared of the animatronics that were on display, from scary scarecrows to bloody spiders, they had it all.

Two kids ran passed you chasing each other with rubber snakes and plastic spiders.

A few teens were wondering the aisles and getting skimpy costumes, which were the aisles you avoided.

How could anyone wear something like that with how cold October was?

A boy around your age was stocking the shelves, posing each skeleton in a funny way with stupid hats and other props. He seemed to be having fun with it.

He was pretty festive too, wearing a bright orange hoodie with a jack-o-lantern face on the front of it, ripped purple skinny jeans and a candy corn belt. And a vibrant pair of yellow high tops.

He was pale, very pale. Enough so you'd think he'd burn up in the sun if he went outside. His hair was black with a single orange streak through his long bangs that were held back by a candy corn clip, to keep the hair out of his face.

Those purple wings on his back looked so real, you wonder if he bought them or made them.

You decided to approach him with a smile, if anyone was knew this store best, it had to be him.

"Excuse me." You say softly, as to not startle him. Your hands behind your back as you stared up at him.

Now that you were closer, he was much taller than you thought. Six foot five you think.

He turned his head and smiled at you, showing off a pair of fangs. Those had to be fake too, no ones canines were that sharp.

His eyes were a vibrant yellow, they seemed to glow brighter at the sight of you. Those had to be some expensive contacts you think.

He had eye makeup as well, two black strips down his eyes.

"Vwhat can I help you vwith miss?" He asks. Your cheeks flush, his voice was deep with a thick Russian accent, it sent a chill down your spine and not in a bad way.

"Um.. I'm new to this store and I'm looking for a few things for a cosplay of mine. Any recommendations?" You ask him, tucking your hair behind your ear shyly.

"Heh. Sure thing, vwhats your cosplay?" He asks, hands in his pockets.

His lanyard was black with pumpkins printed on it, his name tag hung from it.

Jackson it read.

"Oh! I'm dressing up as one of my original characters, and I need a weapon for them." You say keeping eye contact with his enticing eyes.

He chuckles. "No problem hot blood, follow me." He turns on his heel and takes the lead, you follow him with flushed cheeks.

"Hot blood?" You ask yourself, blush growing hotter as you follow the tall raven haired male.

He lead you to an aisle full of plastic weapons. Axes, throwing stars, knives, anything you could think off.

"Any of these should do, just tell me vwhat you like." His posture is slacked in a relaxed way as he smiled softly at you.

"Hmm." You walk down the aisle and look at the variety of cake weapons, and finally decide on a kitchen knife with fake blood already caked onto it.

"Always a classic." He says with a wink. "Anything else you need hot blood?" Jackson asks tilting his head curiously.

"Actually, what about makeup?"

"On it." He twirls on his heel once more and leads you through the store. And you follow him with a fluttering heart.

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That visit turned into many more, until you finally got the courage to ask him out.

To your surprise he agreed and gave you his phone number. Shortly afterwards the two of you had started dating and had been on many dates.

His eyes never changed, and the fangs still remained even after the holiday was long gone. Maybe he just liked wearing them.

Same with the wings, they didn't even have straps you noticed.

You decided to ask him about it, while a corny horror movie played in front of you, he sat beside you with his arm behind your shoulders.

You set the bowl of M&M's aside and looked at him. "Hey.. Jackson can I ask you something?"

His yellow eyes lock with yours. "I think you just did pumpkin. But sure." He chuckles, pausing the movie to turn to you.

"Are your wings real? I mean. I've never seen you without them." You point to the set.

He looks over his shoulder for a second then looks back at you. "I told you Halloween vwas my favorite holiday. Luckily for me, I blend in perfectly."

The wings stretch out for you and he smiles wider to show off his fangs. "But, yes they're real. You can touch them if you vwant."

Your eyes widen in surprise. "And the fangs and your eyes?"

"More real than my sweet tooth." He chuckles again. "I hope this doesn't spook you too much."

You smile and pull him into a hug. "Not at all, I've got a vampire boyfriend and now I can rub it in my sister's face!"

Jackson laughs and hugs you back, nuzzling your neck with his nose as he always does. "You do that boo."

You pull back a little and he gives you a soft peck on the lips, you even feel his fangs slightly brush against them.

Your cheeks flush and you hide your face once he pulls away.

"You're too cute sweetfang." He teases, pulling you into another hug. "And I love you for it."

You smile and rest your head on his chest. "I love you too dork."

End. I wanted to write yandere and it somehow turned into fluff. Oh well. I'll see you guys later! :3