YEONGYU ONESHOTS

Crimson butterflies

Crimson butterflies by taegyubinnie on ao3.

vampire au.

Choi beomgyu had confidence dripping off him, his round doe eyes fringed with long eyelashes. A pretty cognac brown color that had small little twinkles in them, oh how they were so conceiving. Behind his long black bangs that shadowed his view, were the eyes of the devil himself. With every little manner behind his small delicate movements, the way he would get startled by the smallest things, the surprise when someone would talk to him as he gave them a gentle smile.

He was no ordinary student at Silverwood academy.

Everyone was blinded by the quietness of his existence, not batting a single eye towards him. He was as quiet as the mist that rose high and beautifully over the dark pinewood tree's set at dawn. Leaving you in a curiosity once he vanished just as fast as the shining sun after noon. He was reserved, without a doubt. Somehow captivating though, two sets of eyes following his every move like hungry wolves from afar as he walked to his dormitory with an exhausted limp in his saunter. His raven black hair tucked behind his ears that were rimmed in two silver earrings. Both small hoops that complimented his porcelain skin against his dark uniform.

It was midnight, classes were over and night guards were roaming the streets every turn you took. The lamp posts illuminating the lonely roads, even the small shops that were just on the side of the street, closed and pitch black.

A boy, tall and broad yet quite slim emerged from a side of a building, more specifically an alley beside a simple bakery. Hands in his pockets as he followed the boy, his footsteps practically ghostly though he was walking on rubble mixed with water from the fresh rainfall. The crunches of small pebbles and crackles of twigs snapping beneath his shoes silenced. He kept a safe distance between him and the other who was humming a soft melody as he pulled out a jumble of keys, trying to locate a particular one as he eventually made it to a old rusty gate.

Beomgyu paused as he felt a random chill run down his spine, looking behind him with a raised brow.

he stared at the empty road, nothing. Perhaps he was just paranoid since it was late out, not like it was unusual anyways.

He turned back around, unlocking the gate with one swift turn of his wrist as he pushed it open. The loud screech making him internally cringe, hoping he hadn't awoken any of the residents who lived nearby as he slowly closed it behind him. He glanced at his surroundings a bit sheepishly, the tips of his fingers running across a messy assortment of things in his book-bag that rested on his hip. Stopping once he felt a book's spine, tucked between several unfinished assignments and papers.

He pulled out the book, brushing off the dust and cobwebs that covered the old thing as he read the words that were unveiled within a single swipe of his thumb. ' Beware of the Stories that are now in your Possession ' written in gold all over the leather cover. A content smile accompanying his coral pink colored lips as he began walking up a set of creaky stairs, flipping through its worn out and crisp pages. Skipping numerous of chapters until his eyes laid upon the words, Crimson butterflies. His heart raced as he scanned the story, excitement trickling down his neck as he read the barbaric words off the page like it was nothing.

It was truly a tragic story, about a married women who lost her husband and herself after he had gotten bitten by a vampire one night while hunting them. He thought nothing of it at first, since the vamp hadn't exactly pierced his skin before he staked in straight in the heart. Although that was quickly turned down later the same night when he went bat shit crazy while he and his wife were having sex. Desire of blood stronger than his lust, even though she wailed and wailed, he finished her off without hesitation.