DAY 1/7 OF HALLOWEEN SPECIAL
☆ pairing: vampire seonghwa x human reader
☆warnings: mentions of blood
☆ synopsis : On the night of the harvest party, when the moon is high in the sky, the last thing you wanna see is your senior crush dressed up as Dracula walking up to your with a glass of red wine in his gloved hands.
The harvest party which is held annually by your school, is an event of socialites who post every breathing second of their life online and then complain about their non-existent privacy.
Surely, it is not an event relevant to you but after you heard one of the popular girls say the seniors are going to be there, especially the student council head, there wasn't a reason left for staying back.
Hwa or Park as his mates call him, is the student council head whose title draws unwanted attention and crushes, but considering that handsome face of his, he deserves every bit of it.
His dark hair and strong facial structure paired with his dark persona are major factors drawing the attention of every soul in your school. No wonder he was voted the most good-looking senior during the homecoming.
Now, enough of spilling tea about your crush.
The night dawns upon the city which lights up in shades of red and orange as it celebrates the very spirit of Halloween while some, the festival of harvest.
A glimmering orange object greets the dark sky of the city with its appearance after almost 100 years and spreads an eerie vibe across the streets. The harvest moon, unveiling itself like a shy bride after ages that even your grandmother remembers sighting it when she was too little.
You rush to pretty up yourself for the event and stumble upon your costume placed on the mirror's wooden frame. Your fingers brush against the blue jacket's soft material, imagining yourself in it tonight, at the party with your freshly dyed ginger hair.
'I'll look ridiculous!' you think as you pull it off the mirror frame and place it on your bed.
You wonder how your friends will react to you dressing as Max from the famous Netflix Show Stranger Things. Sure, she is one of your favourite characters but the ginger hair looks a bit odd against your skin.
You push your overwhelming negative thoughts away and rush to the bathroom with your makeup supplies in a hurry. The event starts at 8 pm after sunset and the sky looks pretty dark from your bathroom vent so you rush with the bath and dry yourself up before jumping in a bathrobe and starting your makeup.
You start with straightening your ginger hair and tying it into a loose ponytail that falls on your shoulders then with light makeup to fill your orange eyebrows and blush your cheeks. Next comes the impossible task of putting in the blue contacts which you fail at so you have to ask your mom to help since your only sibling is out of town for their college.
The last and final task is putting on the outfit, the easiest and you get it done in 10 mins. Phew! For the final check, you look in the mirror one last time and head out with your vintage earphones across your neck and a cassette player in your hands playing Running up that Hill.
The party is a hit, obviously, with many recognizable faces from your school and town, including some passed out alumni who have come back for a get-to-together this fall. Most prone to attention as always is a tall boy, whose face you fail to see due to the sheer lace mask covering it.
He's dressed in a black outfit consisting of a waistcoat upon a white ruffled blouse and with a long cape falling down his shoulder till his knees which saves him from the chilling air of the evening. It reminds you of Dracula, the infamous vampire.
As time passes, you exchange hundreds of glances with the vampire throughout the evening, most of which you shy away from due to heat coiling in your stomach from the intensity of his stares. His crimson orbs shine reflect the bright light of the bonfire burning across him under whose warmth you both stand without freezing in the cold of the night.
He advances forward, with his gaze fixed in your direction or perhaps on your figure. With small, soft steps he grows closer to you and finally graces your company. He raises his glass, slightly bowing his head as he introduces himself as Dracula, but you are familiar with every inch of his existence and guessed his real identity within seconds of smelling his cologne.
It is no surprise, the school president, the infamous Park Seonghwa is standing beside you but something about him or maybe his energy sends chills down your spine. Something, which screams you to RUN!!
You don't, and he asks, "trick or treat?", to which you answer to treat and he offers you his glass of wine. You happily drink without refusing because you simply didn't dare to decline your crush's request.
"I hope you're in for a treat tonight." His soft voice whispering as his hot flutters against your ear is the last thing you hear before your head twirls in a circle and you fall prey to the potion you drank only to wake up with bite marks on your neck and in your apartment bed with a note saying.
Trick or Treat?
your vampire crush
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