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Jongsang|[A][M]|I found you

Vampire Jongho (Top) x Human!Vampire Hunter! Yeosang (Bottom)

Vampire series

Warning: Smut|Unprotected sex|Public sex|Make out|Mentioned of fight scene, hard time|Drinking blood

Word count: 3.4K

Summary: Jongho had been adrift since the loss of his mate, unable to find solace in the passage of time. Yet, perhaps fate had smiled upon him. One day, he encountered his beloved once more. This time, he vowed to shield him with all his strength.

Jongho's mate died a hundred years ago─it was all his mistake. He failed to shield him from the ravenous, cruel vampires, allowing his beloved to suffer a tragic end. In a fit of vengeance, he hunted down and eliminated every last one of them, yet the harsh reality remains: the dead cannot be resurrected. Each night, nightmares claw at his mind, and the haunting memories linger throughout the day, a relentless reminder that he can never absolve himself of this guilt.

Jongho jolted awake, his heart racing and his body drenched in sweat, the remnants of a haunting nightmare clinging to him. He pressed his palm against his forehead, inhaling deeply to steady himself before swinging his legs over the side of the bed.

"Morning, jong." It's evening though. Hongjoong raised his hand, perched on the sofa with a steaming cup of coffee in hand. "You don't seem well. Everything alright?"

Jongho merely nodded, making his way to the kitchen where he poured himself a jar of blood. The taste was far from pleasant, carrying a bitter edge that lingered on his tongue. Despite his aversion to sweetness, he found himself longing for the rich, sweet blood of his mate.

He missed him.

"I need to head out now." Hongjoong's brow furrowed with concern. "Be careful of the hunters," he cautioned, feeling helpless as Jongho simply nodded. Deep down, he understood that Jongho was still haunted by his past, a shadow that might never fully fade. All he could offer was his company.

"Seonghwa and Wooyoung are preparing dinner tonight. Make sure you're back on time." "Got it."

Jongho grabbed his coat and stepped out into the cold night, the wind biting at his exposed skin. The streets were quiet, save for the distant howl of a wolf, a reminder of the wilderness beyond the city's walls. He walked without a destination, his mind lost in thoughts of his lost mate.

He had been a vampire for centuries, but nothing prepared him for the pain of losing someone he loved so deeply. The guilt consumed him, a relentless fire that burned within his chest, never allowing him to truly rest. He had vowed to protect his mate, to keep him safe from harm, but he had failed. And now, every walking moment was a reminder of that failure.

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"Please be careful of those vampires," the man warned, gesturing toward the images of seemingly ordinary people. "They've roamed the earth for centuries, acting like normal humans. But don't let their looks deceive you. They are powerful, merciless, and starving for human blood, which poses a significant threat to us. We must eradicate them to ensure our safety..."

Yeosang found himself adrift in a sea of contemplation as he gazed at the photographs. An unsettling dread began to seep into his consciousness, pulling him into a shadowy abyss. Confusion clouded his mind. What was happening to him? He was a vampire hunter, after all. How ridiculous it seemed to be afraid of the monsters he had dedicated his life to eliminating. No, he had spent years honing his skills to kill, and yet, here he was, grappling with an inexplicable terror.