Spencer Charnas One Shots

I. Rainy Day

* warning: fake blood and gore, fake weapons, slight sexual violence

It was the last scene of the day. At this point, I was a little worn out. Chelsea would have been way better in this video, but she had sadly gotten sick. It had been three days of shooting, and today was the bloodiest parts. Spencer had to get almost coated in makeup for the veins popping out and the blood that was the cut on his arm.

I stood outside with a water bottle, listening to the director go over the scene once again. I nodded when he finished and a makeup artist walked over to me, starting to fix my hair. I saw Spencer walk out of the doors and I smiled. "Looking sick, Spence," I complimented his gory makeup. He nodded as a 'thanks'.

"Alright," the director walked over to us. "Spencer's gonna have a blood pack in his mouth. When he leans in to bite you, the pack will burst and give the editors something to go on, since most of the blood will be edited in."

"Sounds good," I said.

"What's your pain tolerance?" Spencer asked me when we were walking to the building where we would start shooting.

"You really wanna bite me, huh?" I joked. He chuckled.

"It has to at least look real. So what is it?" he asked once again. As we walked in and got in positions to where was I to shoot him, I winked,

"Do whatever you need." He seemed to eye me with a glare and I laughed.

"Alright, we're staring! Go when you want!" the director shouted. I nodded and got ready.

I did the fake gun shot again and ran out, holding the fake gun close to my chest. My face was in distress and I fell to my knees. I let our a couple tears and breathed heavily. "Run!" one of the staff yelled. I knew it was time for him to come up behind me.

When Spencer took me into his arms, his right one around my arm and on my shoulder and his left in the side of my neck, he bit into the other side. I felt the blood pack burst and felt the liquid run down my neck. His right hand curled into my shoulder and he pulled his mouth away. I didn't expect it to hurt, especially his fingers in my skin. I did tell him he could do whatever he needed, but I didn't know he'd go this hard.

I had my body go limp and I closed my eyes, leaning into him. His arms moved to behind my back and around my stomach. He bit in once again and acted like he was tearing chunks from my neck. The camera moved closer as he let out a slight roar for the film.

I laid on the concrete and heard the other members in costumes come out, a chainsaw noise coming. I opened my eyes when the camera was further away and they stood hovering over me, Spencer standing and staring into the camera. Once the director yelled 'cut', we all cheered. I sat up and stretched. "Jeez, Spencer got blood all over me." I said with a laugh.

"Well, you guys can go get cleaned up now," the makeup artist told us. I smiled and nodded, following the boys to the bathrooms, except I led myself into the girls. I stripped of the clothes I was wearing and grabbed a towel, hopping into the shower and washing the fake blood off. We already shot the part where I had the fake cut on my neck, before the biting part.

I washed off in the warm water and stepped out, putting the clothes back on. I grabbed my things and headed to the trailer, sitting down and closing my eyes, slipping into laying down. "Hope I didn't bite you too hard, Y/n." I heard a slightly deep voice say. I cracked open one eye and smiled.

"It kinda hurt, Spence," I said and opened my eyes, sitting up on the sofa. He had his normal clothes on now and was washed of the makeup he had on before. I tapped the seat next to me and he walked over. He flopped down and put his arms on the back of the sofa.

"Hey, you did tell me you didn't care." He laughed and nudged me. I laughed a bit as well.

"You should probably go hang out with the band. I'm gonna take a quick nap before we could go home," yawning, I spoke to him. He nodded and stood.

"Sleep well, I'll be back later." he said and left.

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"Hey, gorgeous, wake up," I heard a voice speak with a small shove to my body. I opened my eyes and saw Ricky above me. "Can't sleep all day. We're about to leave set." I nodded and stretched. "Oh, and you might wanna look in a mirror." He winked and walked out, slightly shutting the door.

I was confused but I opened my camera, turning it to face me and my eyes widened. There was a huge bite mark and a bruise surrounding it. My jaw dropped. I then moved my shirt and saw another bruise, where he dug his fingers into my shoulder. I checked the other side of my neck and saw a smaller one. It wasn't as dark as the others were.

I scoffed and stood up, sliding on a hoodie and leaving my trailer. I walked towards Spencer's trailer and bursted in the door. I didn't expect to see him shirtless, but I was a little pissed off. "You left marks!"

His lips formed into a devilish smirk and he walked over, reaching behind me and shutting the door. I was pinned against it and I shook my head. "You're a dick."

"You liked it," he leaned down towards me, his lips just barely brushing over mine.

"I'm only here as Chelsea's replacement, Spence. I don't think we should do anything here..." I spoke in a whisper. We'd been seeing each other for a couple months, but it wasn't serious. Both of our careers were on the line.

"You gotta admit.. I looked pretty hot in the video.." he teased. I sighed and smiled, looking away. He took my chin in his hand and pressed his lips to mine. I couldn't help but kiss back, melting into him. When he pulled away, his kisses trailed down to the bite mark on my neck, gently kissing it.

"Sorry, darling, I'll be gentle next time.."

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