Boyfriend Oneshots

Vampire Boyfriend (Pt 3)

You hopped in your cab and soon enough you were at the club. You payed the cabbie and entered the establishment. 

Heading for the bar you pull up a bar stool and order a margarita. Then a few shots. Then maybe a couple more. The bartender mixes it up in record time and keeps moving along the line of people. You down the alcohol and make your way tot the dance floor feeling the alcohol moving through your system. Soon you were swaying your hips to the music. Grinding along with everyone else. A pair of hands found their way to the exposed skin on your hips and turned you around to face them. A handsome young man faced your slightly drunk figure. 

"Hey there, beautiful." His voice just barely heard above the music. You recognized him as one of Emerson's vampire buddies but couldn't think much of it considering you were slightly drunk. 

"Hey there, handsome." You reply a little bit intrigued by his smooth tone and enchanting dark green eyes. You throw your hands around his neck and the two of you start dancing. And after a few songs go by he pipes up again with his hands on the small of your back. 

"Why don't we take this party back to my place? Huh, beautiful?" He brings the two of you closer together, if that was even possible. 

Slurring your words you say, "Oh noo, honey. I got a man at home." His smile turns into a smirk. Amusement floating around in the depths of his eyes. 

"Are you sure baby? We could have so much fun without as many people, how's that sound?" He rubs circles into the sides of your toned stomach. 

"I'm good heree, hon." Your eyes roll around in your head as you tilt it back and forth to the beat of the music. 

Mystery friend of Emerson just shrugs his broad shoulders and continues dancing. He leads you over to the bar after a minute or two. Two glasses of scotch appear and he hands you one then make your way to a table next to the wall. 

"Thaanks, cutiee!" You hiccup and sip your beverage, loving the burning sensation as it runs down your throat. 

You start feeling sluggish. Your thoughts becoming more absurd. Your speech becoming more impaired. You look to see the man staring at you. He smiles. His eyes crinkle a bit which makes you giggle uncontrollably. 

He laughs along with you. The next thing you know you're both leaning in and your lips meet. He snakes a hand around your waist and another hand around the back of your neck. He was good, but not as good Emerson. You started to feel a twinge of guilt but then thoughts of Emerson hanging out with that skank at the mall fuels your next actions with anger. 

You scoot closer to him and he takes you into his lap. Your legs straddling him, your skirt comes up a little above mid-thigh. He doesn't seem to mind though which makes you smile and giggle into the kiss. You pull away for air and he moves down to your neck. He starts to make a hickey when you hear a heart wrenching scream.

"Y/N!!" You pull away from the man holding you and look up to see Emerson ready to burst with anger. His face is radiating heat. You can see waves coming off his cheekbones, but you could also be hallucinating that, you were still pretty drunk. Mystery man picks you up off him and stands slightly in front as if to guard you. 

"E-emerson?" You hiccup. He stalks over to the man and punches him right in the side of his nose. You hear a sickening crack and blood starts to pour out of his nose and cheek, he starts to heal fast. There was a gash about an inch long along the underside of his eye. 

"Y/N, go fucking wait outside. NOW!" He shouts making you shrink behind Mystery man who's still standing after that horrific blow to the face. 

"Hmm, how about noo?" You cross your arms and shift your weight to one leg as if to challenge him to do something about it. He GROWLS and tosses you over his muscled shoulder. Then makes his way back outside and super speeds home. Tossing you on the bed in your shared room he paces about you. You kick off your heels and cross both your arms and your legs. 

"What the actual F. U. C. K. were you thinking, Y/N?!" He yells. \ 

You stare at the brown carpet. A sigh of defeat escapes the man in front of your sulking figure.

"I-i just don't know what to think anymore. Am I not good enough for you? Is that girl from the mall, is that what this is about?" He crouches down in front of you and holds your hands in his. 

"Yes..." You mumble. You were embarrassed to say that you were envious. 

"Well, as I tried to explain earlier. There's nothing going on between me and her." You squinted your eyes and scrunched your nose up. 

"Who is she?" You ask. He sits next to you and pulls you into his chest. He rubs your back in circles and you bury your face deeper into his sweater. 

"I'll admit she was an old girlfriend of mine back in my senior year of high school. We dated for awhile but we both decided that we should end things, there just wasn't any spark. Then I got a DM from her a few days ago and we decided to hang out, y'know, just catch up on the last few years. We're just friends, baby girl." He explains. You start tearing up because of how dumb you acted and the stupid choices you made. 

"I'm s-so sorry, Emerson. I-i didn't know. I never m-meant for this to h-happen." Crying quietly into his shirt he played with your hair until you calmed down. 

"It's alright. Just promise me next time that you'll let me explain first before you go and wear lethal jewelry and make out with one of my best friends." You giggle and he chuckles while wiping your tears. 

"Speaking of which I need to go have a talk with him." He starts to get up and you pull his arm back to you. He turns with a confused look. 

"Before you go and try to murder him," You roll your eyes and giggle, "Would you just lay here with me?" He nods eagerly. Turning of the lights he pulls you to the top of the bed and wraps his muscled arms around your body. He starts tracing shapes into the sides of your stomach. You both lay there and eventually fall asleep. Outside a heavy snow starts to fall, coating the ground in a white blanket. Cushioning the sounds of the world.