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A/N: This does NOT correlate with the main plot. This'll be a vampire au of sorts. Feel free to skip if you wish! Just a fun lil chap for those who might enjoy🧛🏽‍♀️🩸


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"Sunhee!!"

I instinctively rolled my eyes at the jubilated voice, a smile quirking on my lips as I sighed out against the countertop. Let me prepare my lungs and my neck.

A familiar pair of muscular arms and a satisfying greenery scent embraced my body from behind, instantly met with a nipping cold that never failed to crystallize my insides, with its frost, in the best way possible. Their nose was already deeply shoved in the crook of my neck, a satisfied groan puffing out on my skin.

"Back from work Kookie?" I hummed lightly whilst sipping on my cranberry juice, the tangy flavor sliding down my throat with its repetitive taste, a taste I've grown to get tired of over this past year. But if it meant satisfying my soulmates, I'd gulp down gallons of this crimson liquid.

"Mmh." The tip of his icy nose pressed up under my jaw, the action causing me to habitually tilt my head back, knowing they loved the aroma that settled there, one that thrummed through my veins. The flat of his tongue swiped against the area, my eyes going cloudy at the pleasurable sensation. "Missed you... so much Sunhee..." 

I mentally rolled my eyes again, knowing exactly what he missed. What they all missed after going a full day without it, without its succulent taste, without its intoxicating smell wafting through their nostrils. Albeit, those fuckers—my sweet owl and cheetah—held more of an advantage since we worked together nearly every day. 

They made sure they had their fill. Well, and me. 

That cranberry juice and red meat were my—our—best friends nowadays. Sorry Belle. Thankfully, being a hybrid—having advanced properties—helped with that blood loss, because no fucking human would be able to survive with 7 vampires

Those blood sucking assho—

"Can I...? Sunhee?" The melodic voice of my panda brought me back to my inevitable fate; it was a fate that was at least rapturous for both parties. Ever since those hybrid scientists—that always fucking experimented on shit—came out with the serum that gave us even more enhancements in our biologies, we were all basically living like vampires. No one knew the consequence would be fangs and colder bodies, but at least our hearts were still pumping?

Not sure why our bodies were frosty if we still had a heartbeat, but I didn't feel like thinking too hard on it.

In fact, drinking the blood of a soulmate and vice versa was just as pleasurable as having our mark touched, maybe not as risqué though.

"Go ahead baby." I mumbled, turning my head slightly to gift him a kiss to the forehead. He momentarily lifted his head just to gaze at me longingly with those gorgeous doe eyes, his pale skin glimmering faintly with the light from the kitchen. A flash of scarlet replaced the chocolate color just briefly before returning to its natural color.

Cue the kiss in three, two—

There it was. His cold lips hurriedly dipped down to capture mine, those fangs poking my bottom lip alongside his piercing, a wistful sigh leaving his own. Hands on my hips turned me around to face him, lips glued to another as his actions quickened with every groan that I swallowed, skillfully lifting me up to sit atop the counter as his endeavors grew hungrier. 

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