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“Wait! No stop!... Fucker…” Joshua slowed his panicked run to a stop as he watched the last bus of the night race down the empty street. He lets his head roll back with a sigh as he fished his phone from the depths of his jacket pocket. He pressed his thumb to the home button only to have the screen remain black. “Of course…” he mumbled and looked around as he planned his next course of action.
That would have been Joshua’s second bus on his journey home from Seungcheol’s apartment. Normally going between the two buses wasn’t a problem, but the ever growing snow storm had slowed his first bus down just enough to miss his second bus. Just his luck.
Joshua turned to look in the direction of his friends apartment and considered walking back to it. The walk there would be shorter then walking to his own home, but he remembered the looks Seungcheol and Jihoon were giving each other before he left and figured the long walk home wouldn’t be so bad.
As he walked down the street Joshua busied himself by planning out his weekend. On the Monday after break he would have a essay due, so that’s one thing to add to the to-do list. If memory serves him right there should be something else due later in the week. If his phone wasn’t dead he could look it up but that wasn’t happening. The more he grew distracted the less he noticed his surroundings. He knew these streets to well to worry about getting lost, but as he sauntered down the lonely sidewalk something from the corner of his eye snapped him out of his self inflicted trance. He stopped and peered down the alley that branched off of the street he was on.
Just down the alley a boy slightly shorter then himself stumbled down the walkway, he was leaning against the wall in a sad attempt to keep himself upright. Strangely enough he didn’t have any kind of winter apparel on.
Normally Joshua would just assume he was drunk and move on, but a sickening stench of copper assaulted his senses and a panic slowly set in. He looked around for the source and found it to be a deep cut in the shorter boys side. Dark red blood dripped off of him and down his leg onto the fresh snow, dying it a deep crimson red. Joshua opened his mouth to speak, or scream honestly, but as his eyes met the strangers he felt his head go hazy.
“I need you to take me home…” the boy said with laboured breaths. He stumbled towards Joshua, once close enough he caresses his face with his clean hand “take me to your house” the boy said almost begging. He was close enough for the clouds of his breath tickled Joshua’s face, the same copper smell lingering on them as well.
Despite his best judgement Joshua nodded and wrapped the slightly shorter boys arm around his shoulders to help him walk. In his head he tried to rationalize what was going on and why he was taking this possibly dangerous man home, but whenever he started to doubt what he was doing he would lose his train of thought. Even when he did start to question himself again, he would always feel a need to help the stranger.
As they walked he could feel the man's blood dripping down his own pant leg. He couldn’t understand how after losing so much blood he could still stand, let alone walk. He wanted so desperately to looked at stranger, but each time he so much as glanced at him he could feel the fog closing further around his vision. Though what he did manage to see from his peeks only tempted him to look more. Light blond hair framed a face that must be carved from marble. Try as he might, Joshua couldn’t spot a single imperfections on his smooth skin, he had cheek bones any model would be jealous of, and his eyes, god his eyes. As stunning as he was though Joshua could feel a danger to him. It was as if his beauty was only a warning to an underlying threat. Again he tried considered the danger he might be in, but the fog in his head silenced any worry that started to build.
The normally hour long walk to his apartment went by quickly in the haze of confusion that filled his mind. Strangely enough, even though he was supporting the other boy it felt he was being lead home. As if some kind of force was keeping him going..
As he turned down the small side street he lived on the shorter boy spoke up “Do you live alone?”
“No, I have a roommate” Joshua said. He tried to stop himself from answering, but he clearly wasn’t in control of himself.
“Is he there now?” He asked, panic lacing his words.
“No, he went home for Christmas” Joshua replied, relived by his own answer. Even with the fog that filled his head he knew that this wasn’t a safe situation. He didn’t want to know what would happen if he had brought this home to Vernon.
Joshua lead him to his door and started to fumble with his keys. Once he had the door to unlock the mystery boy grabbed his chin with his free hand and made him look into his eyes again.
“What’s your name?” The mystery boy asked. His voice filled Joshua’s head, almost leaving him dizzy as he got lost in his eyes.
“Joshua Hong” he said absently, silently cursing himself for answering.
The boy nodded and moved his face closer to Joshua’s “can I come in. Joshua Hong?” He asked him, dragging out his name. He ran his hand down Joshua’s arm, resting it on top of Joshua’s hand on the handle.
Hearing the mystery boy say his name made Joshua’s heart flutter in his chest. Still though he felt a danger to the boy. He focused hard through the fog on his words before he spoke again “I… I can’t-“
Before he could finish the other boy leaned forward and pressed his lips against Joshua’s. As their lips moved against each other Joshua felt his mind slip back into the comfortable haze. The other boy pulled away and looked at josh with hungry eyes, they seemed different then before, darker.
“What were you saying?” He asked, his fingers now tangling themselves with Joshua’s over the handle.
Joshua nodded feebly as he watched the boys lips move. They were softer then he could have imagined “you can come in...” he mumbled.
Before Joshua could even start to turn the handle the stranger flung the door open. He pressed a hand on Joshua’s chest and pushed him through the threshold. The sudden burst of strength confused Joshua as the intruder pinned him to the wall. The boy then closed the door with his other hand. Joshua watched as his hand then moved up the door and flipped the deadlock, the sound of the click made his stomach drop.
Joshua tried to argue with the other boy but was stopped again as he pressed his lips against Joshua’s once more. Again the world around him melted away as he lost himself in the other boys lips. As the kiss grew messier Joshua couldn’t help but move more into the kiss. He felt his intruders hand slowly move up to caress his neck, the gently touches sending shivers down his spine. He couldn’t help but get lost in the moment, moving his own hands to rest on the other boys hips. This must have been what he wanted, as he started to kiss hungrily as his jaw line.
Joshua felt almost high off the contact, and rolled his head back with a low moan. As he felt the strangers breath on his throat he ran his hands up the boys side, he had long forgotten about the injury the other boy had, and practically shoved a whole finger into the wound.
The other boy jolted back in pain, grabbing his side as he fell back into the door cursing under his breath. All at once the the fog that polluted Joshua’s head cleared, he started to say sorry before he fully realized the situation he was in.
Joshua looked around in a panic and his eyes settled on the other boy leaned against the front door still holding his side. Joshua watched with wide eyes before trying to think of another way to escape. The only other option he could think was the window in the living room. If he could just make it there he could break it and run for help. He started to slowly move against the wall for the living room entryway when the injured boy spoke up again.
“I didn’t want to do this...it would have been so much easier for you if you didn’t stop me” he said while correcting himself. He looked up at Joshua, but this time Joshua didn’t give him a chance for their eyes to meet. He turned and tried to run to the living room. “I didn’t want to scare you. But I guess it’s a little late for that now.” the voice said quieter behind him.
With the state he was in there was no way he could catch Joshua. If he throws a lamp from a table he should be able to break it and jump through. He could see the window and reached for his lamp of choice. Just as his fingertips graze the lamp he feels arms wrap tightly around his waist from behind. Joshua’s heart dropped at the sensation. How did he catch him? He could hardly walk before!
“I’m sorry, but I need this more then you could ever understand” his assailant whispered in his ear as he pulled him closer to his chest. Joshua tried to scream but was stopped by four needle like fangs sinking into the soft skin between his neck and shoulder. Joshua excepted more pain, not to say that there wasn’t any, but once the fangs were fully sunk into his flesh a feeling of bliss spread from his bite. It almost made the burning pain worth it.
The longer the fangs were in him the stronger the feeling got, soon changing from bliss to a sort of lust. Joshua couldn’t believe the way his body reacted as a low guttural groan escaped him. On top of his pleasure, the bloodloss had the room spinning around him. He wasn’t sure how long the other boy has been holding him, but after what felt like hours he loosened his grip on him. After he had his fill the man carefully moved Joshua over to sit on the couch. He knelt next to Joshua as he fought to stay awake.
“Goodnight Joshua.” His attacker said as his eyelids finally fell closed. The last thing he saw before he had fallen asleep was his eyes, god his eyes.