𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Thirst| Vampire AU| Request

AN: Someone requested that I write another vampire AU imagine, but this one's not linked to my previous vampire imagines from book 2.

In this one, Leon returns from his mission in Damnation acting odd. It turns out he got infected with some variant of the plagas, giving him strange cravings...
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I hear Leon come through the door, and the second it closes I'm already tackling him into a desperate hug, he's been gone too long on a mission to the Eastern Slav Republic, fighting monsters as usual and dealing with political affairs. I breathe him in, ignoring the crimson roses crumpling between us. "God, I've missed you so much." I whisper against Leon's skin. I feel his arm hesitantly wrap around my back, but he doesn't press me to him as usual, but I think nothing of it other than the fact he's probably tired and in need of some time to recover.

"I've missed you too, I've...I've really needed you." He murmurs, letting me go to stand back. He looks a little pale, probably due to the horrors he's witnessed, but his blue eyes seem as radiant as ever, full of mixed emotions like a tidal wave crashing against his soul. I nod then gratefully take the bouquet of red roses from him, bringing them to my nose to inhale their sweet scent. I smile, but then accidentally prick my finger on one of the thorns. Immediately a bead of blood bubbles from my finger, coaxing a gasp from me.

Leon stumbles back, eyes transfixed on my finger. I look up at him in confusion, he's seen my blood before, so it shouldn't make him act like he's watching me bleed out rapidly. I stick my finger in my mouth, sucking the blood away as Leon's lips part in what seems to be desire? I shake off the odd feeling, unsure why I'm suddenly put off by Leon's behaviour, he'd allowed to worry about me and want me too, but still, it almost seems like he wants to devour me. I smile at the silly thought, then set the flowers in a vase.

"I'm going to take a shower." Leon grits out, edging his way around me like he doesn't want an inch to touch me. I arch a brow, already stepping forwards to follow him, but he holds up a single hand, stopping me in my tracks. "It's- I just need to be alone for a while. Why don't you order us some food, yeah?"

I stare as he walks away, shoulders as stiff as a board. Something isn't right, this isn't the playful Leon who left me, instead he's come back with some kind of darkness inside of him.

Later that night, I don't sleep very well. I toss and turn in Leon's arms, my heart beating faster than usual as my palms sweat, I can't figure out the reasoning behind my body's reaction, until I remember the last time I felt like this. It was when I was watching a horror movie with Leon, it was terrifying and my heart raced as fast as it is now, and my hands were slick. My eyes pop open when my hairs stand on end, then I look behind me to see Leon focused on me. I gasp, I didn't even know he was awake too.

"Leon? What are you doing?" I whisper shakily, unexplainable fear coursing through my veins. My boyfriend doesn't answer, but he leans closer to me, lips parting as he presses a chaste kiss to the side of my neck. I swallow, freezing like a rabbit caught by the fox, I want to run, but I also want to stay and fight to figure out why I feel like this.

Leon doesn't reply to me, he just deepens the kiss on my neck. I arch into him, his touch always having this effect on me, but then his head tilts at a certain angle, and I see the glint of his teeth. I yelp, rolling away from him and landing on the floor. Leon kneels up, brows furrowing in worry as I scoot back to get away from him. I knew there was something wrong with him, but I never expected an actual problem.

"Y/N, what have I done?" He asks. I don't answer or listen to him, instead I give in to my body's natural reaction. I run, crawling before sprinting out of the bedroom and to the closest room, which turns out to be the bathroom. I slam the door shut, body trembling as I slump against it. Seconds later I hear Leon knock at the door. "Y/N please, talk to me. What did you see?" He pleads.

I squeeze my eyes closed. I've never been so conflicted. He sounds like my Leon, but there's still that dangerous aura about him. "I'm scared." I shakily admit.

I hear Leon sigh, then I hear a thud on the floor. I panic now for a different reason. I stand, swinging the door open as I fear for my boyfriends life. Leon kneels there, head hanging low as he stares at the ground, looking like he's full of anguish. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but I promise I'd never hurt you. Please help me." His voice cracks as he holds out his hands, assessing them as though they have the answers he's seeking.

I can't bear to see him like this, monster or not. I kneel down opposite him, then hesitantly reach out to cup his cheek. He leans into my warmth, nostrils flaring as his eyes snag on the cut on my finger. I mentally curse myself for the fault, but then his blue orbs lift to my own eyes. "You want my blood, don't you?" I guess. Leon nods once, face scrunching up as if he's torn.

"I can't stop it. It's all I can think about. I'm so thirsty, and it keeps getting worse." He whispers, beginning to shake. I take a breath, knowing I'll do anything to help him. He hasn't hurt me when he could have by now, so he's still the man I love, just changed.

"You can have some of mine." I offer.

Leon shakes his head, but he licks his lips, the idea flooding his mind. "I can't. I don't know if I'll be able to stop. I don't know if it'll make me worse or better." He mumbles sadly.

I bite my lip, shrugging up a shoulder to lighten the mood. "I'd rather offer you some now then have you bleeding me dry in my sleep. I trust you Leon, and I'm not afraid."

I can see he's desperate, too thirsty to make a rational decision now. His jaw clenches, but then he nods, gently reaching out for my wrist as my thumb caresses his cheek. He turns his head as I watch, then his mouth clamps over my inner wrist, a sharp sting causing me to try and pull away, but Leon's holding on tight. I focus on something happy, waiting until he's had his fill.

Leon soon pulls away, wiping the back of his mouth. He's got more colour in his cheeks now, and looks much more healthy and glowing. "Are you alright? I didn't take too much did I?" He worriedly asks, sounding like my loving Leon.

I shake my head, feeling a little weak. I slump back on my butt, blinking rapidly until suddenly Leon's shoving a glass of water near my face. I take it with trembling hands, downing it, then set it aside as Leon takes my arm and kisses the bite mark before wrapping it in a bandage.

"I'm okay, I was just a little shocked. I really do feel fine." I assure Leon. He watches my face to see if I'm lying, but once I get his approval he scoops me up, carrying me back to our bedroom, then he tucks me back into the blankets. "Are you feeling better too?"

Leon gives me small smile, nodding. "Yeah, it's like the urge is gone. I still feel something lurking under the surface, but I can control it now. I'm gonna start looking for a cure or answers soon, because even though I'm satisfied for now, I can't live like this."

I frown, taking Leon's hands in my own as he gets back into bed. "I'll be here for you, whether you need me or my blood, or both. I'm not scared of you, and I love you all the same."

Leon leans forwards, gently pressing a kiss to my cheek, then he pulls me to his chest, arms wrapping around me as I close my eyes, feeling protected and calm once more.