Wooseok: dont struggle.
Wooseok: dont resist me.
Wooseok: i'll be merciful if u just let it happen. *ivory fangs flash in the half-light*
Yan An: *shuts his eyes tight and instinctively curls up against the wall, in an attempt to distance himself from the blood-thirsty beast his friend has become*
Wooseok: *grabs Yan An's wrists so hard, they bleed*
Yan An: *breathlessly* Wooseok...
Yan An: please... *pulls his sleeves down and nurses the red welts in his skin*
Wooseok: *fangs are only inches away from Yan An's neck*
Wooseok: *inhales the scent of warm blood* it smells so good... just a bite. just 1 bite. it wont hurt a bit. i promise.
Yan An: *submitting* if u need it that badly... go ahead. i wont fight u.
Wooseok: *is surprised by his friend's selflessness* i... well, if u say so... i guess i'll just help myself. *licks his lips and descends*
Yan An: *tenses, can feel Wooseok's hot breath on his neck, his teeth brushing his skin*
Wooseok: 😟 *hesitates*
Wooseok: *draws back slowly, licking his dry fangs and fighting the raging hunger inside him*
Wooseok: *turns away* hide...
Yan An: *slowly opening his eyes* what?
Wooseok: GO AWAY B4 I CHANGE MY MIND AND SHRED YOU 2 PIECES
Yan An: *bolts from the room*
Wooseok: *stumbles into the kitchen, ignores the startled Jinho and Hongseok, rummages through the fridge*
Jinho: *places his hand on Wooseok's arm* what happened? who screamed?
Wooseok: *growling* dont touch me.
Jinho: *retracts his hand, backs away to stand beside Hongseok* wooseok, what's wrong?
Hongseok: *tries to inch away and escape*
Jinho: *elbows Hongseok in the ribs* how can we help?
Wooseok: save yourselves. Tell the others to get as far away as possible... b4 i do something i regret.
Jinho: *whispers to Hongseok* where r Yuto n Shinwon when u need them??
Wooseok: *searches for anything that contains blood, anything at all*
Wooseok: *finds a raw steak, rips open the package n gnaws into it*
Jinho & Hongseok: *watch in silent horror as Wooseok tears the meat apart like a ravenous beast*
Hongseok: *inches towards the counter, reaches for the garlic*
Wooseok: *senses movement, grabs Hongseok's arm, his eyes pulsating red* put it down rn. B4 i shove it down ur throat.
Hongseok: *whimpers, rips his arm away from Wooseok's grip*
Jinho: we won't leave you. thats not an option.
Wooseok: *suddenly feels dizzy, winces, falls against the fridge*
Jinho: *starts forward, then stops, cautious as whether it's safe to help* wooseok... i hate seeing u like this. what do u need? we'll get it for you, whatever it is.
Wooseok: it hurts... 😭 im aching all over... suffering so much... i think... i think i'm dying.
Jinho: 😨!
Wooseok: i need blood. 💉 right now.
Wooseok: but i wont use my friends for my own benefit. Not while i'm still in my right mind. I'd rather die 1st.
Shinwon: *hurries into the kitchen w/ two blue shopping bags* i brought what u need.
Wooseok: *sniffing the air* i can smell it. *snatches the bag from Shinwon, rips open the first pouch of warm blood and sucks it down*
Jinho: where'd u get it?
Hongseok: *while every1's distracted, uses this as his chance to escape*
Shinwon: *looking a little sick* dw about that part... just let wooseok feed in peace.
Yuto: *appears* and get that garlic off the counter. even if it's unpeeled, the smell's gonna get to him eventually. and we don't want him aggravated. trust me.
Wooseok: *relishing the last pouch* i need more.
Shinwon: *nervous* i dont have any more.
Wooseok: then i guess you'll just have to get some. or else. 💀
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