Identity V x Reader

Luca x Reader (fluff)

You guys are vampires now.
This one is kind of... weird, I guess.
Hope you enjoy it! Sorry for any mistakes.

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4 AM. Luca was peacefully sleeping by your side when you woke up, starving. You carefully got out of the bed and walked on your tiptoes to change into casual clothes. You took a last look at Luca's face, wishing that you could give him at least a goodbye kiss, but you couldn't wake him up.
That lifestyle was still quite new to you. You yourself were having problems accepting what happened to you and what you turned into, and you couldn't imagine what would be his reaction if he ever discovered, so you decided that you would keep this secret for as long as you could.
You locked the door behind you and ran. It didn't take long for you to get to the nearest woods and start searching for something that would satisfy your hunger.

"Poor one…" You kneeled in front of a dead animal. It wasn't pleasant to drink blood from those, but it was the only option you had. You didn't want to kill anyone by sucking the blood out of it, you didn't want to scare people away by asking for blood, and you didn't want to steal from blood centers.

After eating, you wiped your mouth with a tissue and put it in your pocket. When the time to get back home came, you started to get nervous again. It was hard to sneak out, but it was harder to sneak in. You didn't know what you would find. What if he was waiting for you on the door? How would you explain the situation? Brushing away the negative thoughts, you ran back home and continued your routine.
You were throwing the tissue on the trashcan when you saw a cut on your hand. You hadn't noticed it before, but it wasn't a big deal, it would be healed in no time.

"Babe?" You jumped when you heard Luca's sleepy voice. You looked at him while he entered the kitchen, hiding your injured hand behind your back. "What are you doing?"

"I… I was going to drink some water." It was a ridiculous excuse, but the best one you could think of.

"Are you going out?" He pointed at your clothes. You had completely forgotten about the clothes.

"Oh, the clothes." You tried to think as fast as you could until something popped up in your mind. "I am going out for a walk. I am trying to get in shape."

"It's 5 AM." He seemed not to believe it, or at least think it was weird. "And… you are already beautiful the way you are." His phrase made your heart melt. He involved your body with his arms, bringing your head closer to his chest. "I love you the way you are. You know that, right?" He kissed the top of your head. He was only making everything more difficult as the guilty grew inside you.

"I know. I just… want to be healthier." You pulled away.

"Your hand…" He held it, looking at the wound. You mentally prayed that it wouldn't heal in front of him.

"I can take care of that." Your attempt to slowly get it away from your boyfriend didn't work and he started looking for the first aid kid. "Does it hurt?"

"… Not much. It's just a cut."

"How did you get it?" He began putting ointment on your skin.

"I… I was slicing an apple and didn't realize I cut myself." Another poor excuse, but he seemed to believe it.

"Done." He said after putting the bandage.