The Vampire King [FINISHED♡]

Vampire King

"How-how do you know that? And my friend too?"
We stare at each other, some light from the moon shining down on us, letting me get a closer look at this guy. He has wavy black hair that falls into his eyes, deep brown eyes with long eyelashes to match. His lips are plump, and... red? Now that I realize he has red on his chin too.
He notices me staring at his lips and immediately wipes his lips and chin, obviously not wanting me to find out what the fuck that was.
"I saw you two in the club together. And I saw him come back to grab his phone and wallet he left, but he got pulled away by some guy, with consent of course."
I notice specks of red on his neck and his exposed upper chest due to his two top buttons undone on his black button up shirt.
"How... how did you know I was out here? How did you know I was..."
I let my sentence trail off, too afraid to finish it. I look into his eyes, the moon making them twinkle. He has a bout three to four inches on me, which I automatically feel intimidated, but to make it even worse his eyes never leave mine, a fire burning behind them. His hands are kept in his pockets now, his stance relaxed.
"I heard you. I heard you screaming, but no one else did. I just wanted to check out what happened."
"Wait. How come you could hear but no one else could?"
At my question he grins widely at me, leaning forward into my face, making me back up slightly.
"Do you know who I am, princess?"
I'm not disgusted by his nickname, I actually enjoy it. I've missed having cute nicknames being said to me, miss affection as well. Maybe I'm truly going insane for liking this guy and his demeanor.
"Uh, should I?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest as I feel it tighten up due to his unwavering grin.
"You believe in monsters and creatures, don't you?"
I nod, flashbacks of my past swirling in my mind. My parents were actually hunters, and they wanted to train me but I refused. They didn't realize I had a protector as a child from being bullied and creepy assholes. She was... a vampire? Maybe? She never really told me what she was, but she had fangs. She would watch over me at night when my parents left for a mission, making sure I was alright. I was to afraid to tell my parents about her because I knew they'd kill her, but as I grew up into my teenage years they somehow found out. They did kill her, and it broke me.
"Yeah," I say vaguely, wishing my guardian were with me right now, wishing she was with me that horrid night.
"Very well. I'm Jeon Jungkook. I'm the vampire king."
He puts his hand out and I scoff. He's obviously toying with me.
"Whatever dude. That's the worst pickup line ever."
His smile fades, an expression made of stone.
"I'm not kidding."
I gulp at his seriousness, his pupils soon being blown, and it takes me a minute to fully realize that the red that was on him was blood. He... is a vampire.
"Nice to meet you, gotta go!"
I shake his hand briefly and turn around, feeling very dizzy for moving to fast.
"Princess, are you scared?"
Why does that anger me? Why the fuck do I turn around and walk up closer to him? Why does he have a playful smile on his stupidly perfect face?
"I'm not scared, I just want to get a cab and go home since my shitty friend decided to blow some random dude rather than help me. Don't think for a second I'm scared of you, I've been raised around creatures like you, you will never scare me."
He gives full hearted laugh as I step back, getting angrier by the second.
"Oh, Princess. You have quite the temper. Alright, I'll walk you out of the alley and stay with you until you get a cab, sound fair?"
I roll my eyes, feeling nervous and then immediately relaxed. I nod, turning back towards the exit way and feel Jungkooks presence behind me. Before we make it out to some light I feel a small prick of pain on my wrist and wince.
"Oh, what the fuck?"
I look at Jungkook, looking at him shrug. I look down at my wrist, blood slowly oozing out of a little cut. How? What?
"Jungkook! Did you just scratch me?"
"No. You did however bump into the dumpster earlier, so you might have scratched yourself."
I try to remember me bumping into a dumpster, but nothing shows up. I squint at him, placing pressure on my wrist as I walk towards the street with him behind me.
Little do I know is that Jungkook did scratch me, and before he scratched me he took a little drop of his and scratched my wrist to mix our blood. That is how you imprint someone as a vampire, and that is exactly what the Vampire King fucking did to me.