ENHYPEN Oneshots

Tonight Will be Eternal | Park Sunghoon

FLUFF | Little Suggestive? Idk not really |Vampire Fiance Sunghoon | Marking | Biting | Naked Cuddles | Second Chance | Fate Stuff | He's down bad for you♡ | Song: Moonstruck |

What makes a moment eternal? The memorabilia you take for keepsake, a reminder? Or the image that's haunting your mind? Perhaps, it's the fading lingering feeling deep within your heart that keeps you up before slumber.

"I'll make this..." He gently reached out for your hand, standing up from his seat, his quiet assertive voice spoke. "...a night to remember."

It was indeed a night to remember.

On a wintered afternoon, with snow piling outside, you and your fiance decide to go ice skating.

He held your hand as the two of you skated together, later he put on a performance of sorts for you, when at the end of, he got on one knee and pulled out a rose.

A proposal.

You giggle at his antics, as he stands up, smiling, but confused. "You already proposed last week!"

"Oh? I know, how could I forget? We've been together for 8 years and in this fated relationship I'm the one with good memory, not you, sweetheart." He teased, pulling you into a hug.

"Hoon, we might fall-"

"I'll catch you."

You roll your eyes and playfully punch his chest. "Whatever you say, Ice Prince." He pressed a kiss onto your head, giggling at the nickname.

"Oh, baby, you are not ready for what's about to come." He mumbled to himself, guiding you off the ice, ready to take you home for his suprise.

This has been in the talks for a while, since you guys have been dating for 8 years, recently got engaged and soon to marry. He's brought this topic up many times, since with marriage your current fates are to be forever intertwined, till divorce—but you know he'd never hurt you, he has once and vowed to never repeat mistakes—no divorce.
So, to finally do this, it only made sense, it came with that "now's the right time" gut feeling. He knows you're alright with it.

In the early stages of your relationship, the two of you decided to take a break, but all of your—and his friends—noticed how the two of you lost yourself. Like mundane zombies longing for each other.

You wouldn't admit it, but you wanted him. And when youe friends leaked this news to Sunghoon, he came back into your life slowly, asking for a second chance each time. His reason?

"I know you deserve better, but I can't imagine you with anyone else, so I'll become better."

Since then, he's been nothing but better. He learned, became more understanding, got better at voicing himself, communication, whenever there was an issue he would sit you down and tell you, kindly, figuring himself out through you. He truly never thought of love like this. You made him better, he cannot leave you, now can he? He's in too deep, he'd rather kill himself than be apart from you for a day.

Arriving home, he guides you through the lavish penthouse—this rich motherfucker owns, his family is old money rich, so makes sense—till he reaches the doors of your shared bedroom.

"I have the night planned for us. Let's shower, sweetie." He ruffled your hair,
interlocking your hands together, he guides you into the room.

As the both of you wash up together, he washed your back and hair, you washed his, almost naturally, he had a hand on your neck, feeling the soft skin, massaging the area.

After the both of you dry off with a towel, he guides you to the bed and plops onto the bed, pulling you down with him. He wrapped his arms around you, encaging you as you protested. Your bare bodies pressed up against each other.

"We need to put on clothes."

He mumbled an adorable "No."

"Alright princess." You roll your eyes, giggling at his protesting groan.

"Hey!" He nibbled at your earlobe. "I'm not just some princess."

"My bad, apologies my queen." You sarcastically joke, leaning back to give him full access to your neck.

"Such alluring scent you have." He climbed on top of you, his hands rested on either side of your head as he leaned into your neck, taking a whiff of your scent. You got a glance at his fangs. His eyes flashed from the dark warmth to his icy bright gaze.

You groan, in a raspy voice you whispered. "Hah, you want to mark me so bad, do it you whimp." Of course you had to add the insult for spice.

"Are you sure?"

"We're getting married, why not? I don't want to wait till the honeymoon, I have planned something for you for that."

He leaned down, planting kisses onto your skin, sucking and nibbling at the soft flesh. Slowly, you felt his fangs pierce through your skin as he sucked your blood, your hands found solace in his hair, almost pulling a few strands with how good it felt.

He moaned into your neck at the sensation, lapping up the excess blood planting an intoxicating kiss onto it, leaving a mark that soon faded into oblivion.

Human's cannot see, but vampires can. They can feel the presence of Park Sunghoon on you, even if he's not there in person. And that is already enough to strike their bodies with fear, as Hoon is known to strangers as a rather intimidating man, who's actions remain unknown.

Loosing control, he started to leave bite marks all over your collarbone, some bruising, some bleeding, moaning and mumbling a little "Mine." between each bite.

He's not wrong. With your fates intertwined like this, he is yours and yours only, just like how you're his and his only. He knows you like the back of his hand, everything and anything you want, he can give. He's truly ruined you one way or another—you make him go crazy over you—so, he believes it's an equal transaction.

Tonight will truly be eternal. For the upcoming centuries, you are his fated partner and he will find you in every life, no matter the distance, the challenges or obstacles .