One shot collection

29. His smile (DeanPharm)

Summary: Major Dean can't take his eyes away from Dr. Pharm's beautiful fangs- smile!

Originally posted on AO3 for the BU/UWMA Bingo.

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In 2045, after a nuclear war between nations, the planet had gone through a drastic climate change, which became known as "The Great Event". Because of this, all the potable water that existed until then was altered at the molecular level and people who drank it before this fact was known, developed "Vampirism" a mutation capable of making the vampires – as the infected patients were called – be affected by unreasonable thoughts, becoming paranoid, which led them to burst with violence and attack their families, friends or partners as if they were mere strangers to them. Without being able to drink normal water, vampires became eternally thirsty… for blood.

Therefore, governments across the globe have enacted measures to prevent uncontrolled vampires from having access to cities and prohibit the consumption of piped water or water coming directly from nature. The liquid essential for survival had now to be especially treated and started to be sold at high prices by Last.R, the company that monopolized the process after beating the competition in almost every country in the world. There was a rumor about the corrupt politicians being behind some sort of agreement with that company, but the powerless citizens couldn't do much about it, since their only choices were: living inside the cities or risking their lives with the beasts outside the protective walls.

Even though, things went relatively well until the water supply stopped coming. The trucks coming from Last.R hadn't shown up for several days to deliver the orders and the communication with the labs had been cut off. Or, at least, it was impossible to make connections with them whenever they tried. With the water storage tanks drying up before the arrival of the trucks with water proper for consumption, the government decided to create its own way to fix their problem.

In the case of Bangkok, Thailand, the Colonel in charge of the Colony of Survivors MB26-01 was Korn Ariyasakul.

"Major Dean Rattanon Chatpokin!", he greeted the man who had just entered his office.

"At your command, sir!", the major replied with a curtsy.

"Rest, Major! You've been here in this Colony too long to still act like this!", Korn said, making small wrinkles appear beside the eyes well centered in his perfect face. For a man in his late 50s, he didn't look more than 40, and his light smile made him look even more youthful, yet wise. 

"Yes, sir!", the man replied formally once again, causing Korn to sigh in exasperation. He gave the young man a look and could easily put up the Major's profile: neat clothes, perfectly styled hair, nails short and clean and his boots shined so bright it was possible to see his own reflection on them. Not a single wrinkle at sight – even his sleeves ended perfectly matching his wrists. It was kinda amazing to see someone so perfectly aligned like this even after all the madness they had been through in the last 2 and a half years.

The Major's reputation in service was as clear as his looks: dedicated and honored. It was almost a pity to send such a great man to risk his life out there, but it was also one of the few capable of achieving success on the mission. Korn sighed again after two seconds, then remembered the reason that had gathered them there and he resumed his focus.

"I assume you have been informed of the purpose of this mission!"

Dean nodded and his wise superior decided to test the man to see how much he knew of what they were about to do. Most of the military members were brave and fearless as long as the mission was to be accomplished within the safe walls of the Colony. Going out into the inhospitable world was putting one's survival at risk because of the absence of clean water and the vampires running free out there.