My You - A Taekook Love Story (One Shot)

My You...

Taehyung knew one day his time would come. Being immortal does make him immune to most things but not everything. For example, he can be stabbed through the heart with a wooden stick and killed. Or he can be decapitated, because even he can't survive his head being not attached to the rest of his body.

Or.. as he had just learned, he can be killed by being poisoned with something like the blood of a pure-blood alpha. Who would have thought, right? It's not like his kind would go around associating with those lowlife mutts, let alone bite them.

As one of the oldest vampires alive till date, Taehyung should thank his ancestry that the venom didn't kill him immediately, as his attackers assumed. Instead, he was able to survive the ambush and escape. But with every tick of the clock, he could feel himself getting weaker and weaker. And also, he knew that the lot he killed were not the only ones that's after him.

So he ran. With whatever the last bits of energy he could muster, he ran. Deep into the forest, where he hoped to hide and regenerate his strength. Only.. he hadn't thought that plan through. The deeper he went, the lesser blood sources were available to him. Taehyung was barely able to stand, so hunting a larger animal like a lion or a tiger was out of the question. Even the small but faster animals were beyond his current capabilities.

So, after a few days of non-stop fleeing, Taehyung was exhausted, out of strength and without any means to replenish it. As he crawled towards a big tree, and rested his back against its roots, he was ready to call quits. He was ready to let go of the life he led for a few centuries, making this unknown and probably never-discovering middle of nowhere his final resting place.

At least he led a good life, that was the last thought he had when he lost the battle to keep his eyes open.
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"-ster. Mister, wake up!"

At first, Taehyung couldn't hear the sound properly. Nor could he open his eyes to see. But the rough shaking by a warm hand on his arm was able to pull Taehyung out from the deep waters he was drowning in.

"Hmm."

If he was in his proper mind, Taehyung would have been embarrassed by the pathetic sound he just let out. But for his unknown companion, that faint sound was like a beacon of hope. The relieved sigh attested to that.

"Oh thank god!" The voice breathed out in relief again. "I thought you were dead."

Taehyung let out another grunt, as he tried to sit straight. He had his eyes open, but couldn't see properly because there seemed to be some sort of a fog covering his eyes, nor hear what was being said that well.

"Here, I got some water."

A cup, or a bottle- Taehyung couldn't tell the difference- was gently pressed against his lips and Taehyung had to use all his strength to push it back. The stench of it was making Taehyung retch, forcing the non-existing contents of his stomach out.

"N-no.."

"But-"

The voice sounded confused at first, but after a quick pause, Taehyung felt his upper lip being pulled back. He understood what the stranger was trying to confirm, so he let his fangs come out.

"Oh.."

'Yeah' Taehyung thought bitterly. 'Now run for the hills, like the scaredy-cats you humans are.'

There was a few seconds of silence, then a sound of rustling leaves. A second later, Taehyung felt a warm body next to him, and an arm sneaking around his shoulders to help him sit right up.