you're my favorite [bbangsaz ver.]

5. whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same

hanni would never admit it, but sometimes it was oppressive to have minji as her girlfriend.

she knows what she got herself into when they first even became friends, but sometimes it would get a bit excruciating (even for her) to watch minji progressively get weaker out of hunger when she was low on her blood stock. imagine what it's like for the human though, having to watch the love of your life get paler and paler and less active almost every minute over something as standard as her food supply.

how long has it been since minji's and danielle's convo?...

a few days? a week?

regardless, it was still far too long for hanni's liking. she just can't sustain it anymore. it's driving the human crazy how that pestilential-nurse hasn't even called to check up on minji or give a single stock update. just who does she think she is?! hanni doesn't care if danielle is a vampire or not. she's pretty sure her great-grandfather was a monster hunter or something in his lifetime, maybe she could finally put her family-fighting skills to the test and avenge her girlfriend.

minji doesn't need to know about that though...

hanni snapped out of her delusions and stared at the final two cans in the fridge. one opened with a straw sticking from the top. obvious signs of little sips being drunken out of it, but not enough to fully satisfy the vampire's hunger. and hanni had to pretend like there was nothing to worry about that?! hell no!

they've both even taken a few days off work because of this madness. hanni of course being a care-taker to a low energy vampire...it was just absolutely heartbreaking in her case...

just...why isn't danielle calling?!

hanni groaned and slammed the fridge shut. taking a few breaths before turning her attention to her girlfriend sitting on the couch, eating a piece of raw steak to try and get some sort of nutrition into her body. hanni hated how dramatic vampire's bodies treated hunger, with minji's skin being white as snow and muscles noticeably shrunken down where her bones were prominent. just her innocent undead self, tasting the poisonous animal blood while watching a monochromatic tv show.

i can't take it anymore!

on command, minji shot her head towards hanni, quickly swallowing the meat. "huh?"

hanni's eyes widened. did she...accidently say that outloud?

hanni wanted to cry seeing how clueless and adorably curious minji looked. she released a grunt while clenching her fists by her sides.

after a couple seconds of examination, minji finally noticed the tears in her eyes.

"what's wrong, pham?" voice now in worry. weak, weak worry. she wanted to get up, but hanni shook her head to stop her.

"minji-ah..." hanni laughed in disbelief, craning the words in her mind. "this...this is ridiculous now."

"what is?"

"w-what is?" she scoffed in amusement. "look at you!"

minji flinched at the sudden voice raise. "h-huh.."

"this is the longest you have ever waited for more blood. why hasn't that moronic of a nurse called you?!"

minji blinked at hanni before exhaling, facing back at the tv and finishing her bloody steak. "i already told you why." she mumbled.

hanni scoffed and stormed over to her, standing in front of the tv with her arms crossed. blocking her view. "you're not well, min. you know it's dangerous for you to consume animal blood, yet you're so hungry you don't even give a shit."