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Blood Suckers, Immortals, Vampires, ancient beings, hunters those are just few words to describe them. In a world where they co-exist with humans, no one would have expected that to happen. But 257 years ago the world changed. They started appearing, started to find the life out of the dark.And now would be seen lurking after the night.Once the moon established itself in the sky, they too would come out. Choi Hyunsuk thought they are fascinating, and odd one to the bunch they call him.Even if more than a century had passed, humans still felt the horror of facing them. How could they not, they are the prey among the predators. Tho it is against the law to have the humans haunted. With years of co-existing they both have a pact that humans would give their blood willingly in blood banks and some hunters have developed the skills to be satisfied drinking animal blood.In some way there peace. Whatever peace entails.The immortals lived a lonely life, a life of being an immortal is not for many. You would face the undeniable truth of death will never come for you. But there's something that has been happening.A hundred years after their co-existing there is a phenomenon going around. Such as the hunters being mated to humans. When a human was to be truly mated to an immortal, they took would turn into one of them. It does not occur to many, thus no further information could have been shared. And Choi Hyunsuk for that matter has been curious about it.He is a piece of art, a being full of curiosity. Often forgetting himself in the process of it all. He's a human, but is fascinated about the immortals. Some people around him thought that he has loose screws. But for him, they are just fascinating.He never felt he belonged to any place maybe that's why he felt some sort of connection with the other side. Truth be told he himself doesn't know why he feels that way.As night fades in time, it is now time for him to wake up and prepare for his upcoming day. He felt everyday as mundane. Like it was all for nought. He's working as a professor of history in one of the oldest university around. His fascination about history and the immortals pushed him to be the man he is.He's an older gentleman in his late 20's that has been passing his life in boredom. Everything is scheduled, planned, and restricted that's how he sees his life. But it all changed when he accidentally met a certain someone in one of the art galleries he frequents.A distinguished man has stolen his eyes away from the beauty of paintings surrounding him."Wow" he muttered. It felt that nothing beats the beauty of the man he's now facing.Seconds turned into minutes when the said man also looked at him. Dark eyes brewing, hiding something but his smile quirked up. Seemingly amused by the human in front of him.He felt electrified, a warning- maybe. Those dark orbs turned into red tells him one thing. The man standing in front of him is an immortal himself. He felt suffocated, like he's afraid to breath. Afraid to disturb the eeringly calmness the man exudes.He heard him chuckled as he move."Darn it" I muttered as he gracefully walk towards me. Is that even possible I thought. "Breath little lamb" he said, with a smile so intoxicating he continued "it's not like I will bite you or something".I felt my self hiccuped. Scared or anticipating? I don't know which, but clearly whatever is happening between us is not normal.Right?Days after that it has become our routine. To meet at the said galleria, we've been hanging out. If that's the appropriate word then indeed we've been hanging out.It's weird, intoxicating, seducing, and at the same time his presence makes me calm. I felt secured in his side. Like nothing would befall me if he's with me.A drug- I thought to myself one time were having dinner. He shared that even tho they needed blood to survive they can eat human foods. But most not chose to as it taste nothing. Like tofu- for humans. Or so what they say.His name is Park Jihoon, he's been alive for 371 years. He said he's seen how the world changed, I mean who would say he's lying. Been a live for more than 300 years you'd definitely have seen things. I asked him some things, some I have read in history books.He often laughs, chuckled, he finds how interesting how humans changed their stories just to satisfy their inner greed.He often talks in riddles, talks like everything is flowing. Time often speeds up when I'm with him, I always pray to let it be weekends so I could have meet him again.He's a gentleman, a sweet and mysterious man. I can't. I can't get him out of my head. I lay awake in the evenings, wondering what he's upto.Wondering if he's thinking about me too.Wondering what kind of fascination I had with him.One day at class, one of my students approached me. Asked me what I know about the immortals- it's not a hidden fact that I am fascinated about the other race. I smiled towards the student and asked her what does she wants to know.She murdered "mates" afraid that people around us would hear her. And that's it.The word I have forgotten. Mates.With sudden realization, I thought about him. Is it possible that we're actually mates?If we are, why didn't he say anything?I muttered to myself. Endless night has been my nightmare.What does this mean, what does it mean for us. Foulr our lives. Thoughts has been swriling in my mind.And as we saw each other on the appointed time. My firing nerves did something I wasn't able to control. I embraced the man.And it's the first for me. Again his deep baritone voice ringed on the galleria. A haunting yet captivating tune "it seems you figured something out little lamb".And that answered the question I had in my mind. I looked up and he too, is looking at me. Dark orbs staring at my brown ones. I smiled and nodded "mates" I quietly muttered and he nodded "mates" he repeated.After the I felt everything feels satisfying.Our dates has been frequent, we doesn't clarify whatever label we have. I guess both are satisfied since we knew one another as our mates.He's been taking me out lately, been going places where he thinks I will appreciate it. He felt like someone I could depend my life. And so I did-Everything felt amazing, felt like it was truly such a fantasy for me. I am living in a bliss- not until I wasn't.It was an accident, truth be told. I arrived at the galleria earlier than expected, I was supposed to messaged him when I heard his voice."I think he's the one" he said "I'm just worried. What if he won't do it" the other man said. Jihoon released his breath "if it comes to that then I guess I will leave. Go look for something that would help" he muttered.I felt my world crashing down. What does he mean by that, countless questions swirling inside my mind. I went out the galleria, running. Phanting like my world ended just like that. What does he mean by that. What does he mean by leaving.What is going on I muttered to myself. I sat down on the nearest bench as I pulled myself together. Maybe it's just nothing.Yeah it's nothing. I should trust Jihoon I murmured to myself and pulled myself up. If he's not going to say anything then it's nothing. I went in the galleria and I saw him standing on one of the paintings inside.I often see him look at that painting quite adoringly- he really loves this work. I mumbled. I walked fast to surprise him. I was planning on a back hug, but I was the one who got surprised when he suddenly turned around and catch me in his embrace "Hi my little lamb" he greets and the world felt it slowed down.The memories earlier forgotten as his smile brings colours and calmness back into my life. I smiled back, giggled even in satisfaction "Hi Hoonie, I greeted back"Weeks turns into months and I've been chilling with Hoonie more and more. Like we're spending the time almost together. At first I wanted to take it slow but who am I to reject his invitations.Most often I saw him zoned out, looking out at the horizons. On dawn's and dusks we often share our thoughts or share the moments. I wish it will stay like this forever. With that in my mind I smiled to out forever.Then like the calmness of it all- it got crushed and burned by a thunderstorm.We're out on a dinner when I excused myself to go for the loo. As I head back to our table I saw a couple of "people" talking with Hoonie."Oh, that's odd. I've been seeing you around frequently with that mortal. Are you finally opening your heart?""C'mon guys, like we didn't knew how head over heels he is with-""Tsk you guys are a bother. Just shut your traps and head out or something""Oh it seems that this distinguished man still haven't forgotten about him""How could he if he's mansion has all of his portrait displayed"All of them chuckled in mirth but all I saw was a stoic Jihoon. He didn't deny nor say something but his those abyss of eyes of himself said otherwise.I know. I know I'm being impulsive. But what to do. I really just want to know it all. I went out of the restaurant hailed a cab and went to his mansion. On one of our date he showed me around his place. I once told him that I wanted to live with him. Thus he invited me inside.There is a place where I was not allowed to go in tho. I thought it was normal, thought that it was a study room of his. With a trembling hand I entered the manor.No one was inside, no lights were opened. Like it was just an empty shell of a house. I run towards the upstairs the only room I was forbidden to see."You can do it" I mumbled to myself. And I opened the damn door.There it was. The blairing truth I chose to not see.Dozens of portrait displayed inside. All of them was of a man. His face truly captivates whoever it is he's looking at.I felt my breath hitched. "Kim Junkyu" in plain gold his name was plastered in each of the portraits."Kim Junkyu" I muttered once again. The galleria I frequented in. It's a galleria dedicated to the said mortal. He's known as genius of his time. A mortal that captivates the world in his works. I felt my tears rolled down my eyes.Remembering how Jihoon looks adoringly to each of his works.Ah.It was always him. I thought to myself and that broke me more.Then I saw an open notebook in the middle of it all.There I read, Jihoon's heart ache, his life, his everything, and the thoughts that he's harbouring while he's with me.
"Mates are the only one who can end your sufferings"
I don't know and I don't know how I even went home. I received countless calls from the said man but in the end I chose to leave my phone at my apartment and went away.How could he I thought. How could he... I repeated countless of time.It's been days since I went away. And if people told me that love kills I will believe them. Amidst the truth I was able to learn, I still misses him. His laughter, smiles, his voice, his presence around me.All of them has now become a part of me.Can I be selfish and disappear forever.But what to do. My love for him runs too deeply.
"Life has been a mess my dear, I cannot bear the fact that I've been living like a ghost. "
"I always hope for the end but I will wake up each morning realising that end will never come for me. "
"Again, another friend has been lost. Another relationship has gone with the ashes. I helped his family with support but that's the only thing I can give"
"Another one"
"Another one"
"Another one"
"Please.... Please let it end"
"I'm alone again"
"I don't want to anymore"
"Please just let me go this time"
"Failed..."
"Failed again."
"Please no more"
"I don't want to... Please"
His endless pleased has been engraved in my head and my heart. Please... To whoever you are, let it end. I prayed as I feel my heart break some more.With a courageous front, I went back. Went to the galleria. I can't help but be jealous about the man who's been inside his heart.I can't look at the paintings the same way I once did. All I could see is how his works makes breathing harder for Jihoon.With a flattering smile on my face I felt Jihoon's arms around me. "You're here... You're here" he repeatedly say as it broke my heart more.Each words of please stabs my already shattered heart.Is he truly glad that I'm with him since he cares for me or is it because he needs me for his escape. I laughed in naught, embracing him as hard. My foolish human heart, what to do.I could only love you more.Things settled down quickly between us.A week. Just give me a week more. I thought and I will end it.I will end your sufferings my love.Even if it means dying with you.I lived with him, stayed at his manor. Play house and everything.I resigned at my work and supported Jihoon in every way I can.I woke up every morning to prepare our breakfast, at lunch I asked him to make it with me and at night we stroll along the night. Holding one another as it deepens.The days has been blissful and heart breaking. I knew that he noticed the changes and everytime he opens it up, I chose to change the topic at hand.He respected it and kept his questions at bay. But time is clicking and waits for no one.The seventh day. The last day I will spend with him. With a new found energy I woke up giddily.I traced his face the moment I woke up, engraving his face in my mind. "Someone's bumbly with energy" he chuckled as he held my hands on his and I can only smile "I love you Hoonie" I whispered and he looks at me "and I to you" he whispered back.With that we begin our day again, did our schedule but I told him that we can stay for the night. I prepared our dinner as he play on the piano.It's a candle lit dinner and everything felt like it belongs for our forever. And it will be, for a few hours more.As the time strikes twelve Jihoon is staring at the horizon. He's a man of habits I thought. The fireplace giving the warmth he can never give. He stayed seated, a book on the table but his eyes are on the view outside."Hoonie" I muttered handing with a wine glass. He smiled towards me "you remember" he said and I nodded " of course, you often enjoyed wine under this circumstances" he smiled back "thank you my little lamb" as he sipped on his drink."Jihoon you know I love you right?" He hummed in response "of course. You're quite open about your attraction towards me" he smiled."Jihoon, can you tell me about Junkyu?" I felt him stiffened and looks at me in horror "wha-" then I cut him off "I knew" I shared. And I grinned "I think he's a lovely man" and I saw him put his drink on the table as he opened his arms towards me.I gingerly went in, sat on his lap and stayed there."He is indeed." Jihoon shared "he was- a close oldriend of mine. One I knew when I'm still figuring things out in my life. I hated who I am. I hate being an immortal- but he. He was the one who helped me. Figured who I am when I was with him. But of course, he together with our other friends vanished with the ashes"Jihoon shared his younger days, how heartbroken he was as he lived each years. How he tried to end himself endless of times. That he cannot bear to live another day.He shared his nightmares, his sorrows and everything. He felt so exhausted that even if keeps on resting he's just tired of it all.I listened to his anguish life, the flickering of fire has been our only warmth."I'm sorry, that must have been too much for you little lamb. I feel sluggish" he shared.As I embraced him tighter "Hoonie. I'm sorry." I shared but he only patted my back "don't worry my little lamb. I drinked it myself. I know your heart."I knew. I knew that he knows. I knew and yet it doesn't settle the ugly truth in my mind and heart."I'm sorry Jihoon. I'm sorry" I kept on mumbling as he whispered his sweet nothings "it's should be I who needs to apologize my sweet lamb. It is cruel of me to do this. But I never regretted anything of our time."
"I know that this is hard for you. But I am grateful for my sweet escape."
I wish I could have spend more time with you
Wished I had met you earlier.
But alast, our time would be cut short my love
And my sweet little lamb, I have truly loved you. And will always will, even in my last breath.
You are truly my forever. Thank you"
Then I felt it. The last breath he took. His limbs now laying lifelessly in my back. He's gone....As the rain pours, the lightning strikes reflecting in the windows is me. In his embrace as my eyes turns brown into bloody eyes.I remember the passage "when a human mate kills an immortal they themselves will suffer the most gruesome curse and be an immortal themselves."Being with him, living my immortality in our memories would be the punishment I would gladly receive for his peace.What a foolish heart indeed.-Fin----------------Miss Tsundere's Notes:I just finished it and now I'm crying my heart out. Literally I'm really bawling while I typed it away. Hueheueheu I'll be undergoing detoxification first, I want my sweet endings SukHoon.