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40. Hwang Minhyun | Savior

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Summary: Saving your life was a risk Minhyun tried to avoid taking. He wasn't prepared to have you enter his world, but for some reason he didn't want to let you go either, and this confused you the longer you were in his company.

Characters: Hwang Minhyun x reader

Genre: vampire au

Warnings: angst / almost death experience

Word count: 5609

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He wasn't going to interfere.

After all, it looked like the wolves that had you trapped wanted to be fed too, and they had done well at pursuing you into this clearing, surrounding you on all sides. Minhyun was far too ravenous and today was his own hunting day. He didn't need the further complications of helping you and dealing with the five wolves. You weren't really much of a meal for that many anyways. They would still be hungry after devouring you and he didn't like wolves and their pack mentality at the best of times, let alone when still not full from eating. The last human he had saved from them only tried to get him killed for who he was, horrified even after all he had gone through to save him that a vampire had so much as touched them.

It was then when he swore he wouldn't help another human again.

It wasn't exactly easy for him either. Humans were delicious, but he preferred to avoid them. Minhyun remembered being human once, many decades ago. He would sometimes think back to his juvenile dreams for his life before it was stolen and traded for immortality. He didn't like what happened to him, and he had no desire in following the same footsteps as his own murderer had. And most of the time, given it was the modern age; Minhyun could have a civilised glass of blood with his dinner from one of the many blood banks that supplied his clan.

But there were times where the beast inside of him needed a stretch, to do what mother nature intended best. And so he would once every few months hunt down an animal or two, just to satiate his need to dominate his meal. Of course, he hadn't planned to run into this scenario today.

Watching from within the trees that surrounded the clearing, Minhyun winced as the leader signalled for a couple of younger wolves to leap at you, his underlings doing the hard work for the others first. They enclosed on you as you screamed, begging for your life to be saved. It took all of his strength to turn away and not watch on, swallowing roughly as his morals started to rise up in his chest.

Should a vampire still be controlled by such humanlike characteristics? All the others in his clan weren't as hesitant when it came to humans. They respected them, but they also wouldn't allow precious blood to seep into the soil like Minhyun was now. Your cries were easing off; more so because you had little energy to do anything but focus on breathing through the immense pain you were in. He could tell they dogs were having their fun with you now, and he willed himself to walk off, to leave them to their meal and let you die.

And with a loud groan he was moving, but not in the way he had been convincing himself to go. Running across the field, the wolves were alerted to his approach, the leader having watched him for some time in the tree line. Blocking him from their meal, three of the wolves tried to encircle him and he sighed heavily, rolling up a sleeve of his jacket.

"Why do you always think you're superior because you travel together?" he asked, eyeing them as he finished rolling up the second sleeve.

It was futile to do such a thing when he knew his whole outfit would be covered in blood at some point. All the same it was a symbol of dominance and the biggest of the three chuckled at the idea he could win over them. It was him who he sent flying first, his yelp filling the field as he fell to the ground with a bone crushing thud. In a similar manner, Minhyun deftly made his way around the pack, leaving the leader for last. Unlike the others who he killed with strength, he sunk his teeth into his neck, drinking his meal like the wild animal he was right now. The thrill of adrenalin and the taste of blood was euphoric, as he sank to his knees enjoying his fill. He panted for some time when he was done with the dog, wiping the blood running down his chin as he eyed you from nearby. Although he drank more than he usually did, it still was hard to hold back from rushing to you and ending your life. From where he knelt, he could see your injuries were extensive, they had attacked in a way that would have you dead very soon.