Open Window (OnHo) - Part 8
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Even if Taemin's mom may have been the most neglectful lady in the universe, there was something exciting about sneaking out in the middle of the night - especially when he, Taemin, didn't quite know why he was doing it.
He'd started to think his cool new neighbor, Minho, would be like many of the other young guys he knew. He'd start avoiding him, or maybe even calling him names. Instead, he was talking with him about something cool like vampires, and inviting him over late at night when they should really both be sleeping.
However, when Taemin reached the window, Minho was acting funny, frowning and being all distant... most importantly, not inviting him in. Maybe he was in some kind of trouble? Either way, Taemin was about to remind Minho that if anyone happened to look outside and see a teen at another's window, it was going to look suspicious - when Onew appeared.
He had just recalled who Onew was, and proclaimed it in short words, when the 'vampire' grabbed hold of his shirt and jerked him through the window. Next thing he knew, he was stomach down on the floor, a hand holding his back down and another hand covering his mouth.
"Onew!" he heard Minho say in a forced whisper, "Not like this.."
"He knows what I am. You told him?"
'What you are class A crazy!', Taemin wanted to yell, trying to get a good look at Onew with his peripheral version.
"No, not.. exactly." Minho sounded scared, "Please. You asked me to do this for you, so let me do this for you."
"If he screams?" Onew questioned, "What then?"
"Taemin," Minho said worriedly, "You said you thought you saw a vampire before. Did you really mean it?"
Taemin breathed for a moment, trying to calm down. Then he nodded his head as best he could in his position, and said "mmhmm" against Onew's hand.
"Will you believe me if I tell you Onew's an actual vampire?"
Taemin nodded, not sure how truthful he was being when he said "mmhmm" once again.
"Well, he's a.. friendly vampire." Taemin could hear the doubt in Minho's voice when he said that, and the fear as well. He hardly thought he was really dealing with a friendly vampire, as he was pinned to the floor this way, and afterall - he was pretty sure that friendly vampires didn't exist.
"He won't hurt you unless you let him."
Taemin could see Onew giving Minho a look out of the corner of his eye, and he whimpered.
"You won't." Minho said, and asked Onew "right?"
After a sigh, Onew conceded - "Right. So stay quiet."
Taemin had no intentions of disobeying, and nodded once again. Then, the hands moved off of him, and he sat up, quickly shifting a bit away from Onew.
"Are you really---?"
Onew forced a grin at Taemin, showing off his fangs.
"It's the same.." Taemin said, shocked at Onew.
Onew frowned, "You really saw a vampire before?"
Taemin nodded.
Onew was staring at Taemin in a way that made him feel all kinds of uncomfortable, like he was trying to see through him.
"So." Minho said, grabbing both of their attention. "Taemin.. Onew is.. in trouble. And he needs some of your blood."
"Just some.. right?" Taemin questioned. He'd read a vampire novel or two, and he couldn't say the idea of being bitten was one of his sexual fantasies, but as long as he wasn't going to die he didn't see why there was anything wrong with feeding a vampire. In fact, for those novels that painted them to be decent people, he always did wonder why more people weren't generally willing to offer a vein, so to speak.
Minho seemed surprised that Taemin wasn't having a total freakout, and nodded. "Yeah. Just some."
Taemin supposed it was strange to trust his new neighbor and what was either a psychopath or the most interesting person he'd ever met, but feeling the supposed vampire's stare on him, he wasn't so sure he had much of a choice anyway. "Fine."
Onew looked at Minho, "Get me a cup."
Minho made a disgusted face. "A cup?"
"I told you, I can't drink the blood directly."
Taemin looked interested. "How come?"
"How to explain..." Onew looked thoughtful, tapping his lip, and then finally said. "My spit is magic." with a slight grin at Taemin.
Taemin stared for a moment, and then laughed just a bit.
Minho shook his head, "I'll go get a cup."
"And a knife." Onew said.
Taemin stiffened at that.
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