ONESHOTS ⊳ gavin reed x reader

[New Blood]

In which you, a freshly turned vampire, wander the empty, dark streets of Detroit in a hopeless attempt to find something to quench your thirst for blood.

[Happy Halloween! Have a little edit I made♥️]

It's not even comparable to normal thirst. It's a horrible combination between hunger, despair, lack of energy, a dry throat and the need to soothe it all with nothing but blood. Your bones felt as if they were about to disintegrate, painfully so, and your muscles were tense, burningly hot. If you would've still been a human, you'd have compared this to a shitty fever with a twist. But you weren't. Not anymore. You hadn't ever thought it would feel this...maddening to not know what exactly you were anymore.

You stumbled into the night, straying on empty streets you've never been on, rain pouring down on you, looking for a way to quench your thirst, though you knew it was probably hopeless at this point.

You almost tripped over nothing and fell face-first onto the muddy, rain-soaked ground, however managed to catch yourself before falling.

You propped your hand against a building and licked your lips—in vain. It didn't help in any way. It wasn't a normal kind of thirst, and you knew it. You sighed hopelessly, and cursed whoever the person that had bitten you not more than five days ago was, wishing them to rot in hell.

Why you?

Why were you the one that had gotten bitten by a vampire?

You balled your hand into a fist, knuckles still pressed against the wall as you took a deep breath and opened your eyes again. Your surroundings were blurry, as if they were nothing but the mere creation of your imagination.

The smell of something bitter invaded your nostrils. Bitter, yet pleasant. Blood.

Your entire body went from drained of energy to as tight as a coil, and fully awake in the matter of seconds, only one thing on your mind. Blood.

You noticed a silhouette approaching. Wide shoulders, confident steps, leather jacket hugging his frame.

Fuck, you didn't want to hurt an innocent person. You didn't want to be just like the vampire that had bitten you, you refused to lower yourself to that much lack of dignity.

"Hey, you okay?" Voice velvety and perfectly calm, you only saw his the puddles shoes splash as he approached you, his smell intensifying.

You wouldn't be able to hold back much longer if this continued. And for a second you hoped your supernatural strength would be enough to match his, and to allow you to drink his blood.

"Leave, please." You whimpered out, straightening yourself up, trying to blink away the dizziness from your head. To no avail.

"Oh, shit, you're one too." His voice was starting to fade into the sound of raindrops hitting the mud, but you forced yourself to focus.