ChanChang Oneshots

ghoul

⚠️ slight cutting, slight blood⚠️
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Hunger. That's all he felt. His blood pumping loudly in his ears.

Nothing can satisfy his need. He just throws everything up any way.

He tosses the sandwich to the side. Groaning as he feels his body starting to bring it back up.

"Bleghh!" Chan throws up in his waste basket that he had close by.

Cringing at the taste and burning sensation the puke left behind.

He sighs and gets up from the table. He needed food. Not just this food that normal humans eat. But food meant for a ghoul.

But he didn't want to eat a person.

But he did want to eat a person.

Chan quickly grabs a hoodie and heads out of his apartment and into the dark late streets.

No one would be walking at this hour of day. All stores were closed and people were tucked away safely in their houses.

What was the point of it? Chan thought as he continues walking. Pulling up the hood, wanting to hide his face in case he did find someone.
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Changbin groans as he rushes back home. He didn't intend to stay so late at his friends, Jisungs, house.

His phone buzzing every now and then by his worried mother, telling him to be safe and hurry back home.

Luckily it was the weekend, so Changbin didn't have to worry about waking up early for school.

The young male took a shortcut. Turning to his left as he walks through an empty alleyway.

The sides being under construction. No one in sight.

But Changbin didn't feel to worry about it.

That was until he heard footsteps behind him.

Changbin stops for a second to see if he heard that correctly.

Indeed he did, because the person behind him also stopped.

Changbin felt his heart rush.

Please don't let it be a ghoul. Changbin prayed as he starts to walk again, picking up his pace.

The footsteps following his speed.

Chan was practically drooling at the smell this high schooler gave off. The fear that radiated off of him.

His blood flowing loudly in his body. The heartbeat that was pumping so fast.

Chan swallowed his saliva.

Just one taste. Just one.

No! That's all it takes. Don't do it.

But the smell.

Don't.

Do it!

Chan couldn't keep arguing with himself. He lost all sanity and tackled the boy down.

Changbin lets out a loud yelp and groan as he was suddenly pushed onto the ground.

His body being turned around to face the person who attacked him.

Changbin wanted to scream as soon as his eyes met the red and black ones.

The iris a crimson red. Sclera all black instead of the white. Pupil a darker crimson then the iris, blending in so well.

It contrasted from the pale skin the male had. He can see a bit of bleach blonde hair underneath the hood.

Changbin flinches a bit as a bit of saliva fell onto his cheek. Why couldn't he scream? Cry out for help as he was pinned down by a ghoul.