NCT One-Shots

Craving|NoMin ft. YuSung

Jeno x Jaemin ft. Yuta x Jisung

TW: Mentions of blood and death (not too detailed...I don't think. Read at your own risk)

And note, it takes a moment to get to NoMIn

The news of a vampire spreads like wildfire, paired with the mysterious phenomenon that caused all serial killers and cruel beings to turn up dead and paralyzed. It's quite obvious that the vampire among them doesn't mean harm to the public but that doesn't stop fear or suspicion from running through every human, especially the ones who know they're likely to be next.

"Seems like you have something you wanna say?", Jaemin asks with a smirk.

"N-no, no", the male stutters.

"Really?" Jaemin drops to his knees and gets to work, pretending he's not actually disgusted by the human before him.

His victim groans, a hand going straight to grip Jaemins hair. Jaemin tries not to yank the hand off his head. Instead, he focuses on getting the man into a vulnerable position and then crawls up onto his lap, ready to be done with him.

The man grips Jaemins hips as Jaemin places kisses all over his jaw and neck. He concentrates on a particular spot on his neck. 

"You do everything so much better", the male breathes out.

Jaemin pulls back, a small smile on his face. "Hm? Who am I better than?"

"Just...just others."

"To me, it sounds like you have someone. A girlfriend maybe." Jaemin leans in to speak quietly in his ear. "Can she not do what I do?"

"God, you're driving me insane." The man squeezes Jaemins waist. "Let me have you. Please."

"Why would I?" Jaemin tilts his head, innocent eyes peering into his victims. "When I have you right where I want you?"

"How long are you gonna torture me like this?"

"Not long at all." Jaemin places his lips back on the males neck, sucking even harder than before and scraps his teeth along the flesh before biting down.

As the pain begins to take over, fear arises in the male. "What are you doing?"

Jaemin pulls back to look at the males slowly paling face and murmurs, "Giving you what you deserve." Without any hesitation, he begins inhaling the blood, trying to ignore the way it makes him feel like a monster, a killer. Even when he feels full and sick to his stomach, he keeps going, making sure to drain every last drop. 

As soon as it's done, he pushes the man against the bed and gets up, needing to spit the blood out. Blood gets spat into the sink, the brownish-red staining the once white sink bowl. The sight, mixed with the knowledge of what just happened is enough for Jaemin to gag. He drops down to the toilet and releases everything in his system. It hurts his throat and makes him weak but he'd rather go back to starving than keep that mans blood inside his body. It's already bad enough that he touched him.

Jaemin slumps back against the wall, breathing heavily. He knows he's not done, that he has to cover up all his tracks but right in this moment, he truly wonders how long he wants to do this. He knows it helps, he can hear it, the relief when people find out that these malicious people can't get to them-to anyone-anymore, but he also hears the ones who say he's just as bad, the ones who say it's not right. Jaemin isn't sure it is, but he doesn't know another way to guarantee anyones safety when these people are around.