Sunghoon betrays his own kin for a love that wasn't meant to be his in the first place. Years later, he finds himself back inside the walls he once escaped, without a single memory of what exactly put him in this misery.
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Notes:
Warning ꟷ Mature content ahead.
Same trigger warnings ꟷ Non-consensual blood drinking, Dubious consent
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Niki's eyes glint with something akin to sadistic delight as he yanks a fistful of Sunghoon's hair with one hand and fingers along the expanse of his throat in a feather-light touch with the other, tracing the imprints left by careless fingers appreciatively as if he's gazing at a work of art.
"Pretty."
Sunghoon twists and claws at the hand clutching his hair with both hands.
The pressure doesn't seize.
He grimaces as his neck strains in protest, forced to stare at the high ceiling and grey walls. The redheadꟷSunoo is glaring at himꟷthem, his annoyance plain as day on his face, getting increasingly impatient and angrier by the minute; eyes never wavering where they're fixed on his bared throat.
But underneath all that hunger Sunghoon can read the resentfulness directed at him.
"Jay hyung can be so brutal," Niki says conversationally, tracing his bruises back to the bite on his neck.
It stings. The wound's still fresh.
Between them, there's no thing as lesser evil.
Sunghoon hisses and struggles harder, fuelled by desperation to escape both of them.
Deep down, he knows very well he can't. Not when as weak as he is. His mere human body wouldn't be a match for them even if he wasn't. There's no telling how many of them are there either. Would he ever make it out of here?
If he did how far before they drain him?
"But can you blame him? You are too pretty for your own good." He sighs morosely, long fingers dexterously popping the shirt buttons one by one; cold fingertips dragging over the skin they discover as they go.
Sunghoon stills like an ice bucket dumped over him.
"I don't mind making you my perfect canvas if I get to see this shade of red every day."
"Enough!"
With a gust of wind, there's a pale hand tugging Sunghoon's arm, hard, Sunghoon feels himself snap with how the short nails are digging into his skin through the soft cotton like a claw.
"If you are going to talk nonsense and waste both our times, get the fuck out, Niki!"
"Don't be so heartless Sunoo," He taunts. "After a long day of doing leg work for you guys, don't I deserve to enjoy a meal in peace? I was having fun. Watching you get jealous is just added bonus."
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