Hoseok never intended for Hyungwon to turn.
For how long they've been dating, Hoseok not even once brought the topic up, and Hyungwon never talked about it either. So when the choice is taken from both of them, Hoseok isn't sure if he's content or just incredibly lost.
The feeling he's going to remember is actual fear, which, for a vampire, is something foreign, something left behind with their mortal life. The night isn't unusual— it's not the first time they go clubbing. The area is known for a substantial number of vampires hanging around, and Hoseok is one of them. People partying here at night are called reckless, but not many know most of those have protectors – vampires that guard them in exchange for their blood.
That's exactly what Hoseok and Hyungwon have been— until they're not, until Hyungwon becomes a vampire because Hoseok failed to protect him.
The vampire is far older than Hoseok, but age doesn't come along with wisdom— they learn it the hard way. Older vampires become arrogant, treating younger ones as small children, and humans— as toys. So does the one who kills Hyungwon.
"Have you drunk from him already?" The vampire asks when Hoseok is buying Hyungwon a drink.
Forwardness is also one of a vampire's prime traits so Hoseok isn't affronted. Which doesn't mean he doesn't get frustrated by the question.
"Tonight? Not yet," he answers politely.
He feels like drumming his fingers impatiently against the counter while the bartender fixes their drinks, but refrains. He doesn't want trouble with a higher vampire tonight, or ever, and the power he feels radiating from him feels like at least one thousand years' worth of blood has filtered through his dead veins.
"Remember that human adage, 'sharing is caring'? I wouldn't mind taking a bite if you aren't going to."
From across the dancefloor Hyungwon lifts his brows at him. Are you coming?
If Hoseok's voice comes out a little growly he tries to cover it up with bright eyes and a, somehow crooked, smile. "I am going to," he says, and then aims for a match to the other vampire's follow-up, "haven't you heard of foreplay?"
The vampire laughs, and Hoseok pays no attention to the dangerous hitch at the end of it. This might be why he's going to blame himself later, why he's unable to prevent what happens next.
They drink and they dance, hands wandering, pressed against sides, hips, necks...
There's a tug of hunger in the pit of Hoseok's stomach, and it mixes with desire, making Hoseok's fangs slide out. It's time to go if he doesn't want to scare some more delicate humans around.
"Hungry?" Hyungwon laughs when Hoseok tugs at his belt loops, dragging him away from the dancefloor. "We can go to your—"
Hoseok shakes his head. Hyungwon laughs again, and a smile of his own tugs at Hoseok's lips; his fangs dig into his bottom lip.
