"I was never that much into guys, let alone posers or vamps.
But he was the real thing and a force to be reckoned with.
And I surrendered without a fight."
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Hyunjin paces up and down in his study. Chan sits on the couch by the fireplace and watches him have what he could describe as a mild meltdown.
"Chan, you don't understand! I could have turned him unintentionally!" He exclaims in frustration.
"You didn't. And he is alive thanks to you."
"But the doctors are not sure yet about his condition. If he is affected in some other way." He stops pacing and looks at the red head vamp. "What if he is slowly turning?"
"I don't know. It is not something I've ever encountered. But, is that a bad thing?"
"Chan!"
"You love him. He loves you. The sex is great. I don't see a problem!"
Hyunjin looks at him in disbelief. "How can you be so casual about this? Him, changing?"
"Jin, he has already told you he wants this."
Hyunjin shakes his head. "What does he even know?"
"Hyunjin, are you afraid he will change his mind? Or maybe that you will?"
The raven haired looks at Chan almost offended. "What I feel for him... is daunting, I admit it. It is almost consuming. Sometimes I feel like I am taken over by him, like he is the air I breathe." His voice drops to a quiet tone. "I know I'm not going to love anyone else." He looks at Chan solemnly.
"So, it's about him."
"Not the way you think, though..." Hyunjin takes a deep breath. "I am willing to stay by his side for as long as he wants me. I just don't want to take anything away from him, because he happened to fall for me. If I never met him, he would..."
"If you never met him, he probably would have died in that accident yesterday." Chan cuts him off, having had enough. But immediately his expression softens, seeing Hyunjin's pained face. "Jin, you deserve to be loved. And just like you're sure of yourself, so can Minho."
The younger one sighs.
"You know he can do this without you." The older adds in a neutral tone.
"But somebody might." Chan shakes his head. "Then what would you do? If he came to you, transformed, would you turn him away?"
Hyunjin's face is filled with pain again. "No... I could never... I tried to stay away and it was suffocating me." He mutters feeling exhausted. He runs a hand through his long black strands, looking at Chan, pleading for understanding.
