Take my hand, grip it tightly.
Don't let go.
I promise pain will pass you silently.
Take my hand, grip it tightly.
Don't let go.
With your neck I'll kiss you violently.Violent kiss - Eyes set to kill
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Living for a thousand of years isn't that magical and thrilling as others may think. Promising a forever to each other filled with love and happiness is something far from reality for him. The forever thing is not a problem, but someone to make a promise with is. Love is not something made for creatures like them. The creatures of the night, made by the darkness that human fears. And so he doesn't care, or so he says.
He's fine as how he lives now. He have some friends, he's living a well-off life and the food is not hard to find. Love has no place in his too-occupied-and-hectic-eternal-life. He hates it with passion. Like how much he hates the sun coz somehow it both makes him feel the same. Bright and warm and too good. And good is something you cannot use to describe him, he doesn't even use it except when he bites neck and feels the blood flowing into his mouth down to his throat as he sucks the life away from innocent people, feeling how their heartbeats slows down in their chest as he wraps his hand on their neck to feel their weakening pulse until it permanently stop as he feeds. So good.
He might sound pretty cruel, because he is, says by his over-flowing pride. His patience is short, shorter than the clothes of the slut he has feasted on last night. He doesn't have mercy, or so he likes to think. Doesn't spare anyone the right to live when he decided that they piss him off, and that's something that happens all the time.
And so now, watching as a boy writhe in front of him, his clothes ripped and bloody shouldn't change that. Shouldn't be disobeyed nor question. It's not a law but it's his own rule that he's been following in his whole immortal life. But something struck him as he looks in the brown pool of the boy's eyes. He doesn't know what it is and it's driving him crazy and it angers him. So he did what he think he should do. He sent an ancient base flying to the wall, shattering it to pieces. Signaling everyone in the room that he's pissed and he needs to kill someone. But he can't kill this boy in front of him. No. Even if it's irritates him so much he can't will himself to hurt this little piece of dirty human. He doesn't know why and that's the point of all this anger and frustrations. He growls deep in his throat making the human whimper and shake in fright.
"Take it easy brother, you're scaring the beauty." Baekhyun said, smiling slyly at the mortal. He just snarled at him. And Baekhyun just roll his eyes in reply. Not scared at the gesture the other did.
"Who bit your balls now? What's with your bratty tantrum?" Oh Sehun said, the youngest of the vampires. His voice filled with playfulness and mockery but his poker face is contradicting his statement. Tao just giggled quietly at the back.
He just glared at everyone, he can't even part his thick lips to say anything because of the frustration he feels. He wants to kill someone to satisfy his anger and his sick appetite for gore. He's about to try and kill the mortal, not actually kill, just to imply pain in him coz as I said, he can't even let himself hurt him so he'll just give it a shot. Until he felt a powerful presence coming outside the room, stopping him. It's coming nearer and nearer. His breath hitch, and then Kris came into view as his long fingers open the double doors. He looks almost holy in his unbuttoned white dress shirt and black slacks.
"What's happening here? What's all the commotion about?" He ask everyone but his eyes piercing on the growling vampire. Knowing full well that he's somehow involve, as usual. Tao immediately set his place beside the new comer, smiling at Kris even though the latter isn't acknowledging his presence.
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Violent Kiss (TaeKai)
FanfictionCreatures like them shouldn't feel something other than anger and hate. Coz they were made from the darkness. Made by the darkness and made for the darkness. So something like love shouldn't be felt by them. Shouldn't be shared nor even talk about...