Her Sweet Blood (Ferid X Fem!Reader)

Chapter 13 - Oh...

M o t h r a

Y/n, while talking with Ferid, at some point unintentionally fell asleep. Ferid left after a little while, a little bitter he had fell into Y/n's trap of talking about family and what not. Alas, there was nothing he could do now though with Y/n peacefully resting.

When the girl woke up again, he would ask her what happened.

Y/n, sure enough a few hours later, woke up. She had slowly sat up a bit and found food and water on the bedside table, which she picked at. Once she had a bit of the food; she lazed around until Ferid once again showed up an hour later.

Y/n looked over to the door when a voice startled her.

"Awake again, hmm?"

Ferid leaned against the door frame. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his scarlet eyes were heavily chained to Y/n where the girl sat crisscross on the bed.

Y/n eyed Ferid for a little bit before saying anything, "Oh... Yeah, I guess," she answered very softly.

The noble finally walked all the way into the room, firmly shutting the door behind him.

"We need to talk," Ferid spoke nonchalantly.

"Uh oh..."

"What?" Ferid smiled playfully, "I haven't said anything yet."

"When someone says, 'we need to talk' it can't end well..." Y/n slumped over, a frown on her face as she held up her head with her hand that her arm rested on her knee.

"You don't know that," Ferid stood in front of Y/n.

Y/n slightly looked up at the vampire, "Are you going to prove me wrong?"

Ferid was silent for a while before sighing, "No, not today."

"Mhm..." Y/n hummed sarcastically.

"Well, since you aren't enjoying this, let's get it over with," the progenitor huffed.

"So, what happened to you, Y/n?"

The human avoided all eye contact as she thought up excuses, but none were plausible. Y/n just ended up slumping over even more.

"Well?" Ferid asked after a minute or two, almost becoming impatient.

"I just saw something a little... interesting," Y/n mumbled.

"You are going to have to be way more specific, my dear."

Y/n was starting to get slightly uncomfortable, and started to get antsy where she sat, "Something... gross."

"And just what exactly was gross?"

Y/n really didn't want to explain what she saw. She didn't want to worry anymore, and it was kind of embarrassing to say to Ferid that she saw the vampire stitch his own arm back on. Y/n didn't even know if she was supposed to see that...

"I really don't want to talk about it."

"Too bad so sad, little lamb," Ferid sighed, still eyeing Y/n.

Y/n finally gave up under the vampire's harsh stare and decided to explain in the easiest way possible.

"How's your arm...?"

"Oh," the progenitor finally got the memo, "Oh."

Y/n couldn't bring herself to even look in Ferid's direction, instead she stared at the end of the bed and covered her mouth leisurely with her palm.

The noble let out a soft chuckle at Y/n's expressions, before outstretching an arm towards the girl to gently run his ungloved hand over the soft skin of Y/n's exposed neck and traveling under the hem of her shirt to the top of her shoulder.

"Not a very tough stomach, hmm?"

Y/n's face redden a bit in embarrassment.

Ferid hummed with a warm smile, "That's all right," he spoke smoothly and slowly, "Thank you for worrying."

Y/n waited for the scolding of snooping through the noble's room without his permission, but it never came. Instead, only the soothing exploration of Ferid's hand with the light graze of his sharp violet nails continued.

"I'll be honest," the lord spoke up after a bit, "I'm surprise I didn't recognize you were ill."

Y/n let out a soft scoff of a laugh, "I didn't know I was still sick either."

"Well, at least we know now."

A bit shorter, but a little fluff chapter.

Word count is 738 words.