its a pretty quiet night, busy traffic and people quieted hours ago. the fain yellow light of street lights where the only thing making the sidewalks visible, but just barely. the tapping of beat up converse, occasionally crunching against the gravel of the street.
The boy wore baggy blue jeans held up with a black belt and a small white tank top, only rhing giving him warmth was a light black zip-up hoodie, with his hood up. He checked the time, it was nearly two a clock in the morning. The once busy streets of Seoul where now empty, he found it calming. This boy being Choi Yeonjun.
He had just gotten off work, he worked as a bartender at a bar just a couple blocks from his house so he would usually walk. He had been working overtime hear recently, he needed the money which resulted in working till almost two in the morning, how lovely.
Yeonjun slid into a near by ally way and took one of his earbuds out, pausing his music. He reached in his pocket and reached a box of cigarettes and a lighter. Lighting the cigarette and shoving the box back in his pocket, following the lighter. He held the cig in between his lips. The boy slid his hood off and scrolled through his phone for a few seconds before dropping the burnt cigarette and crushing it with his shoes.
He leaned his head against the brick wall behind him, he fidgeted with one of his earrings. why did his life suck so bad? he can barely afford rent, work is shitty, and he basically has no life anymore.
Faint footsteps could be heard in the distance, Yeonjun's head turned towards the sudden noise breaking the silence. Soon a shorter boy slipped in to the ally way as well, quickly pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, just like yeonjun did. The other boy didn't look much younger than yeonjun did. "you shouldn't be smoking, your too young". The smaller boy glared at yeonjun, "says you, how old are you?".
"23"
"i'm 21"
"hah, i'm your hyung"
"whatever"
The boy made yeonjun smile, he was kind of cute, not to mention totally his type. the small boy had a long-ish brown mullet which looked really good on him. "you're kinda cute" yeonjun spoke, The boy's eyes widened he got flustered, not knowing what to say next. "you're not so bad yourself" that made yeonjun chuckle, the other boy following as well. "can i get your number?" the boy nodded in responsce, yeonjun handed his phone to the other so he could type his number in.
"whats your name?" yeonjun asked, the other dropped his cigarette and crushed it with his shoe "Beomgyu". Yeonjun's face lit up, he smiled yet again. "cute, i'm yeonjun" Beomgyu laughed, "why are you out so late, yeonjun?" beomgyu asked in a playful tone. "i could ask you the same thing, i just ended my work shift, i'm a bartender" beomgyu nodded and responded "i got hungry"
"did you eat yet?"
"no, but i will soon~"
Beomgyu pressed up against yeonjun, his smaller body leaned against him. Beomgyu's thigh was grinding against yeonjun's crotch, his head in between yeonjun's neck. ke kissed the tender skin of the taller boy's neck, before pressing his fangs in, drawing blood. Yeonjun groaned in pleasure. he griped the smaller boy's small waist. it all happened so fast.
Beomgyu didn't drink much, he sucked his fangs back in licking the wound he created. Yeonjun's blood was the best he ever tasted. holy shit. it tasted like strawberry jam. Beomgyu's eye brows furrowed in confusion. but one thing that blocked his thoughts was something poking his thigh, Yeonjun had gotten a boner. "you seriously got hard off of that?" yeonjun grunted "it was hot, why didn't you like kill me or something"
"your cute, i would be dissapointed if you didn't text me"
"you should get home, before creeps get to your pretty face"
Beomgyu pecked yeonjun on the lips and dug in his wallet, slipped out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to him. "thanks i was hungry, are you sure you're alright?", yeonjun nodded. "okay, get home safe" Yeonjun followed up with a "you too" and then the two parted ways.
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