Vampire Daddy (hunhanff)

Chapter 5

AN// new scene!!

I hear a bang come from the playroom, followed by Luhan's squealing and crying. Immediately the smell of blood fills my nose as my eyes start focusing in and out on things I'm not trying to look at. I pinch them shut and rub them as I turn the stove off and hurry over. As soon as I peek in I see exactly what happened and what he did.

I'm not sure if he was running or walking, but he tripped over some toys and his forehead hit the corner of the wall which cut it open. His scream pierces through my heart and I stand frozen while he sits back and grabs his head. He touches the wound too hard and screams again as blood spills down his face. My fangs prick at my gums, as if they're asking me when the last time I ate was, and wants me to give it.

"Hyung!" He sobs as he slowly looks up at me, everything becoming like a dream as I stare at him.

His eyes catch mine and give me a look, a look asking "why aren't you helping me?" Chills run down my spine as my stomach growls and eyes move to the streak of red flowing down the side of his face. He's loosing so much so fast, but all I can do is stand here and watch it make his face and hands go pale. His eyes pinch shut as everything moves in slow motion while he sobs and begins shaking. It feels like my feet are being held down by weights and keeps me glued to the ground.

I'm struck by the sudden feeling of being hit in the stomach with a car while everything quickly rewinds in my eyes. I go spilling backwards and squeeze my eyes shut while rub them before opening them to find Luhan pale and unconscious. It's like I'm in a game and my body is glitching, making it impossible to move how I want to. My eyes go in and out of focus different so I have to pinch them shut and hope for the best.

I open my eyes as I pull off my shirt and pick Luhan up. I press the cloth to his forehead and lean him against my chest as I hurry out of the room and to mine.

Luhan's blood is O, I can tell from the smell alone and I'm praying I have some or I'm going to loose him if I haven't already.

My heart pounds roughly in my chest as I open my trapdoor into the basement and fly us into it. I dig around my glass cabinets in search of blood while feeling his heart beating oh so slowly against my chest. I don't know how long I was out of it, I could have been standing there for an hour for all I know and his last memory of me would be of me not helping him.

I find my cabinet full of O blood and quickly grab one before going to the island counter behind me. I carefully lay my baby down and quickly dig around in the draws of the island for a needle and a tube.

When I find it I quickly connect the tube to the bag and put the needle on the end, making sure to get all the air out before grabbing his arm. I don't hesitate to press it into his arm and hold the bag up with one hand while picking him up with the other. I grab another bag of O and a different one for me before flying back up into the house and go to the living room.

I can already hear his little heart beat immediately begin getting stronger as I sit us on the couch and pull my shirt off his forehead. Sure enough, he cracked his head open, and luckily it stopped bleeding. I hold his bag of blood up on my pinky of my left hand and put the tip of my thumb in my mouth. I then carefully rubbed my thumb against the cut then pinched the skin back together and waited for it to heal.

It took half an hour for him to wake up and I'm not sure if I should be worried or relieved that he forgot what happened. He asked why something red was glued to his arm and I didn't want to tell him there was a needle inside him. I just told him not to bend his arm and to watch cartoons while I rub his head. He complains about his head hurting but I assure him everything alright and gently rub his cheek. By the time the second bag is empty he's asleep, laying on my stomach with a slightly lighter patch of skin on his forehead from the cut but luckily nothing more.

I carefully lift us up off the couch and fly him to my room to put him in bed, knowing all that blood loose and everything definitely tired him out. I lay him on his little pillows before kissing his warm cheek and leave to clean up the mess.

AN// Hello everyone! Sorry this was kinda lame but I just wanted to add some little extra scenes here and there! I hope you're enjoying them!!(: