In all of his 400 years, Wooyoung has never met anyone as passionate, caring, loving, sweet, funny, slightly serious, cute...... and annoying... than his boyfriend Choi San. They have been together ever since San turned sixteen, and it was the happiest time Wooyoung has felt close to being alive.

Wooyoung was turned into a vampire when he was nineteen, making him freeze at the age and look as young as ever. Back then, he has fought wars, he has participated in leadership groups, he has loved many and lossed many. Lived through famines, illnesses, in many countries, but none have come close to making him feel like San has for the three years they have been together.

Wooyoung was at the position in life he didn't care before he had met San. He usually slept with people and killed them off when he was done. He didn't have any uses for them after, and their blood was tasty when their adrenaline was high after sex. It made the blood sweeter and Wooyoung loves sweet things.

However, the night he met San, he changed. They were at a party, Wooyoung sharing a joint with his other vampire friend Mingi and his mate Yunho, when he made eye contact with San. At the time, he was hungry and wanted San for himself, but once they locked themselves in a room and shared a joint together, Wooyoung changed his way of thinking.

After a year of dating, he came clean to San and the boy was surprisingly okay with it. He just shrugged and wrapped his arms around Wooyoung's slim waist, whispering in his ear, "You're still my beautiful Wooyoung."

San was sixteen when they met. San was seventeen, almost eighteen when he learned Wooyoung was a vampire. At the legal age, San gave his virginity to Wooyoung, and now at the age of nineteen, San surprised Wooyoung with a new request at their shared apartment.

"I want to be with you, forever," San spoke one night, playing with Wooyoung's blonde hair as they didn't even pay attention to the drama playing on the tv.

Wooyoung frowns, "What do you mean? I'm staying with you as long as you live."

"No," San holds his hand and links their fingers together, "I meant, I want to be like you. I want you to change me."

Wooyoung doesn't say anything as he stands and heads to the door. San stands as well, following him, "Babe?" Wooyoung continues to ignore him, putting on his combat books and grabbing his blue jean jacket. San grabs his hand, "Babe. What did-"

"I'm not changing you," Wooyoung interrupts, "I don't change people. I can't handle the pressure and the stress of ruining someone's life if I change them!" He exclaims loudly, "I'm not going to ruin your life and make you walk around the earth for all eternity like me!"

He jerks his arm out of San's hold and leaves the apartment quickly, not giving San a chance to say anything before he's gone.

~•~

"I don't know what to do hyung," Wooyoung sighs sadly, taking the glass of finely aged wine from Hongjoong. He has wines from the 1700s he's never touched, only for special occasions. Today, this called for some of that special wine.

Hongjoong sits beside Wooyoung, downing his glass instantly where as Wooyoung just takes a small sip, "How long have you been with this human? I didn't think you liked that lifestyle?"

"Darling," Seonghwa sighs, siting by Hongjoong and brushing his hair behind his ear, "We've tried to get him to find someone for centuries, and now that he has, he leaves when the mention of your kind gets brought up," Seonghwa scolds Wooyoung who just rolls his eyes.

"I left because I wasn't going to change him," Wooyoung snaps.

"That's no way to talk to your hyung," Seonghwa sasses back, stealing Wooyoung's wine and downing it down. He sighs when he done so, smirking, "I love seventeenth century wine. The British had good taste."

Hongjoong scoffs, "This is wine from Greece, not Britain. You know my distaste for them."

Seonghwa rolls his eyes, jerking his head up at the spiral staircase to see Jongho coming down the stairs with Yeosang in tow, "What's with the tension down here. I can sense the vibes all the way in town," Jongho complains, sitting down in the chair first before Yeosang sits in his lap.

"It's more depressing than a Sunday night," Yeosang replies, "Who fucked up?"

Seonghwa and Hongjoong point to Wooyoung, who rolls his eyes and stands, "I came here to be comforted and instead I'm teased and scolded. I won't tolerate it!"

"Who's scolding you?" Yunho asks, climbing in the window and groaning, "Mingi why didn't we just use the door!?"

"Because I wanted to make a cool entrance!" Mingi yells, climbing in behind Yunho.

"Last time I checked, you can't fly or float like Yeosang," Jongho snickers while Yeosang chuckles as well as the other couple. Wooyoung just rolls his eyes and waits for them to join in on the situation. When they finally are in the same room as the others, Wooyoung arches his eyebrow and Yunho arches his too, "So? Why are you being scolded?"

Wooyoung sighs, "San... wants me to turn him."

Mingi hums, "But you don't want to and the others are scolding you because you ran out on him instead of giving him an answer."

Wooyoung glares at him, "How many times have I told you to stay out of my head?"

Mingi shrugs, "It helps me a lot better than you avoiding the actual topic and trying to make yourself the victim. Have you ever stopped to think, is he my mate? That could be why you're avoiding the situation. We all want what's best for our mates, and you think turning San isn't going to be good. Question is though, why?"

"I love him," Wooyoung answers immediately, "I don't want to turn him because I don't want him to suffer like we do. I don't want him to outlive his family, his friends, everyone he loves because it hurts. It hurts to see them all age and die, and you don't. I don't want to see him go through that because it will kill him, he loves his family and friends and seeing them all die one by one slowly through the years, I can't-" Wooyoung sniffles, wiping his burning eyes to avoid crying. Their tears burn them when they cry, so they all avoid things that make them emotional. Wooyoung fails to do so as a tear leaks down and burns a trail down his cheek.

He grits his teeth and groans at the pain, wiping the skin only for another one to burn a trail down his cheek. As quick as they burn him, they also heal. Wooyoung is lucky, he heals from any injury unlike the others. If they were to cry, they'd have scars from the tear trails. You can't see them right now, but up close you can see Yunho has them as well as Hongjoong.

Mingi sighs, "I think he's your mate, you just can't feel it yet because he's not a vampire. But you have this strong pull to him. Wooyoung, I'm going to tell you this now," he disconnects from Yunho and comes up to the smaller boy, looking him in the eyes, "I'd change him. You only have one mate a lifetime, and seeing him go will hurt you as well. It's your choice, do you want to see your one true love, your soulmate die and need have another one. Or, do you want him to be by your side together, and live all eternity together?"

Wooyoung bites his lips, staying strong in his decision as he moves around Mingi to leave, "I've lived through my brothers and sisters dying, my parents, my grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins. Seeing one more person that I love leave this universe isn't going to affect me at all."

The minute the words came out of his mouth, he felt chest pains and nearly hunched over from how painful they were. He wished he didn't feel pain like Seonghwa, but unfortunately he didn't get that power. He recovers himself, still feeling his chest hurt as he opens the door and leaves. Not failing to slam it shut.

Seonghwa sighs dramatically, brushing his blonde hair out of his face, "Hope he didn't just break our glass door."

"Oh please, you have enough money to mummify yourself with it if you wanted to," Yunho sasses, sitting in Mingi's lap when he took Wooyoung's place. He turns to his mate and runs his hand through his grey hair, "Should we go after him? I'm worried."

"No," Mingi shakes his head, "Wooyoung is a big boy, he can do whatever he wants. It's up to him."

~•~

Wooyoung failed to come straight home after their argument, making San stay and wait for him and to worry. He wasn't sure why he worried for Wooyoung, the vampire has proven on multiple occasions he can protect himself and he can be fine on his own. But San still worried for him, and worried he's going to lose him. But he was not going to ease up on this topic.

He wanted to be with Wooyoung, wanted to be his mate and be happy for all eternity. Sure he'll miss a few things like being able to age, being able to have children, growing old to see share memories with them of laughter and love. But, he's willing to trade all of that for eternity, for Wooyoung.

He's not sure if vampires can have children, but if they can he'd love to have some with Wooyoung and have them live with them for all eternity as well. He wouldn't have to worry about wrinkles and losing hair, he can stay young and handsome forever. He won't ever get sick, won't have to worry about getting hurt.

As he ponders over this, he hears the front door to their apartment click open and close shut, Wooyoung entering with bags on his arms and a bottle of cheap wine in his hand. He sets them all on the table and begins to lay food out for San. Wooyoung can't eat regular human food, it makes him sick and doesn't give him the necessary nutrients he needs for him to be strong. Vampires mostly rely on blood and raw meat for their health, if they go so long without eating, they slowly go crazy and lose their strength to not just attack someone in a crowded area.

San enters the kitchen, scoffing slightly, "Uhm, hi? It's not like you just disappeared for a day and never called me or texted me?"

Wooyoung rolls his eyes, "Let's just please eat and not talk about this now."

"Okay, when do you want to talk about it? When I'm on my death bed when I'm eighty? Right before I die? Or, how about now since I've got you in my sight and my boyfriend disappeared on me for three fucking days!?"

"San, stop-"

"No! You left and never answered my calls, you left when I asked for something as simple as you changing me-"

"It's not simple!" Wooyoung suddenly screams, slamming his hands on the table, "Changing someone to be like me isn't as simple as you think! You watch everything die around you and all you can do is watch! You love your grandparents, your siblings-"

"I love you more!" San screams back, easily over towering Wooyoung's five foot eight stature. Wooyoung backs away, feeling a little cornered and making him angry as San over towers him and made himself look bigger, "When my grandparents die, I will have no one! They're the only people I have that care about me, not my fucking parents!! Not my siblings!! For the last three years we have been together I fall in love with you every single second of the day whether it's the way your eyes shine when it rains or when you snore slightly in your sleep! I want to experience that forever, please," He gently cups Wooyoung's face leaning in, "Please baby, please change me."

Wooyoung takes in a deep breath, shaking his head, "No, I'm not doing it San. I love you, but I'm not cursing you with this eternal life. Its Hell."

Wooyoung tried to remove himself from San's grasp, but the taller male just grows angry and jerks his arm back to have Wooyoung face him, "Bite me!" He growls.

Wooyoung growls back, his eyes flash that luscious, violet purple before he grabs San by the neck and slams him into the wall he was just cornered in. San's eyes widen, Wooyoung's fans come out as he hisses. Those violet irises swirl and make San practically melt before anger courses through him. Wooyoung releases him, turning his back only to be thrown over San's shoulder and hanging upside down, "What the- SAN! PUT ME DOWN NOW!!"

A loud smack was heard and Wooyoung whimpers when he feels a sting on his left butt cheek. He feels another one and kicks his legs, "San! Put me down!"

San carries him through the apartment until they're in their one bedroom, throwing Wooyoung on the mattress and climbing over him. Wooyoung tried to hit him, by San caught his hands and locks them on the headboard with the handcuffs under his pillow. Wooyoung's eyes widen as he looks over to see his hands locked in place, jerking them a couple times, "Are you insane!?"

"No baby, I think you are for thinking you can be dominant in this relationship," San chuckles, tilting his head to the side as he looks Wooyoung up and down his body that was still trying to jerk away from him, "You may be more powerful than me, stronger than me, smarter than me, but I can guarantee this baby. I'm still the master of your ass."

Wooyoung growls, jerking his body and his hands in the handcuffs, they clank loudly against the headboard as he tried to wiggle out, "San!! I'm going to fucking kill you I swear to-"

"Ah ah ah baby," San says lowly, leaning down and whispering in Wooyoung's ear, "I'm giving the orders."

Wooyoung shivers, he was still angry, but now he was angry and horny. San removes his shirt, leaning down to try and kiss Wooyoung, but the vampire growls and snaps his teeth at him, making San dodge the fangs and chuckle, "I can see there won't be much foreplay."

Wooyoung growls, trying to jerk his body again but San had enough. He smacks Wooyoung's ass again, making the vampire break his tough facade and moan. San smirks, satisfied with hearing the sound as Wooyoung snarls, "Stop teasing and just fuck me."

San smirks again, stripping both of their jeans off and shoes. Wooyoung was dressed in lacy panties, he knew how much San liked them, and he loved the look in San's eyes when he revealed them. He usually wore black or red, but today they were a dark forest green and San nearly chokes.

Wooyoung was panting for air, growing more and more excited as San's eyes rake down his body. He was still in his band T-shirt and his blue jean jacket, his eyes were hooded and his cheeks were flushed as San hooks his fingers against the sides of Wooyoung's panties and drags them down his hips and over his bubble butt.

San's eyes never trail away from Wooyoung as he brings the lace over his ankles and reveal the pretty sight below him. San hums, "I love seeing you like this."

"What? Angry and horny?" Wooyoung sasses back, his eyes fierce as he watches San remove his boxers and reveal his hard on. Wooyoung nearly drools at the thought of getting fucked roughly by this cock. San smirks once more, his dimples prominent as he bends Wooyoung's knees and reveal his pretty pink hole.

Wooyoung whines, "Do something."

"Impatient as ever aren't you?" San chuckles, bringing a hand over to the bedside table and grabbing the lube and a condom.

"Just fuck me," Wooyoung snarls, "don't bother putting that thing on we both know I can't carry diseases."

San nods, throwing the condom away and lube, just lining himself up with Wooyoung's entrance and slowly pushing the head of his hard cock in. Wooyoung gasps, throwing his head back as San pushes in one go, "God yes!!"

San doesn't give Wooyoung much time to adjust, instantly thrusting in and out at a fast and rough pace. The headboard hits the wall loudly with each thrust, the loud thumping will probably wake the neighbors next door. Well, if it's not the headboard its Wooyoung's loud moans ringing through the room.

San groans, thrusting with all of his might as Wooyoung's eyes roll to the back of his head. If it's one thing Wooyoung absolutely loved, its sex. He's had plenty of it is whole life, but having sex with San... it was everything he ever wanted. He's addicted. He wanted this for eternity. One thing he's really glad for, is that he won't be hurting tomorrow or is hurting right now during this euphorically beautiful moment.

San thrusted really hard at his prostate, making Wooyoung cry out, "Fuck! Harder!"

San growls, the skin on skin slapping made Wooyoung's ears ring and his head spin. San was close, Wooyoung can tell with his cock throbbing inside of him and the way he was starting to moan instead of grunt. Wooyoung was too, San can tell with his hard Wooyoung is clenching around him and his moans were getting higher and louder.

Finally, Wooyoung cries out, "Fuck! I'm cumming baby, I'm cunning!"

San moans as well, leaning down and still fucking roughly he kisses Wooyoung, "I love you baby, forever."

Wooyoung's decision was made then and there. As soon as both of them orgasm, Wooyoung uses the strength and adrenaline sex had given him to break the handcuffs and free himself. While San was still coming down from his high, he was taken aback by the sound of the chains snapping and Wooyoung suddenly on top of him.

What he didn't expect next, was sharp fangs cutting through the skin on his shoulder like a knife through hot butter. He screams, the pain of teeth cutting through his skin like nothing and now the burning of the venom as it courses through him quickly made him feel as if he was dying. Wooyoung pulls away, mouth bloody and his fangs sharp as he watched with hooded eyes as San thrashed and cried out in pain.

Wooyoung suddenly felt guilty, wipingthe blood off of his mouth as he watched the love of his life thrash and scream in pain. Wooyoung felt his eyes burn as he cried for the second time, his cheeks burn as he cries, and leave scars. The scars heal though as Wooyoung cried more and sobbed seeing his lover hurt.

Wooyoung watched over San carefully for the next two days. That night after he bit him, San screamed and thrashed for the first hour, after that his muscles seized up and he had the fever seizures. Wooyoung never left his side, not even to eat, waiting until San is fully transformed before hunting.

He wanted to train San to hunt.

After two and a half days. Wooyoung bears San groan and roll over, wincing. He grabs his throat, choking and gagging as he groans, "My throat hurts."

"You're thirsty," Wooyoung says softly, smiling slightly when San sits up and stares at him.

San touches his shoulder, feeling the bite ring on his shoulder and how it was scared up. He frowns, looking at Wooyoung with his gorgeous brown eyes before they turn to a bright blue, then purple, then red. They stayed red, signaling that he was thirsty and Wooyoung smiles, "Let's go hunt baby."

~•~

Another hundred years later, and Wooyoung and San stood side by side with the six other boys in their clan. Together, they all watch as humans separated and segregated once more away from one another. War, illness, everyone was dying around them, the world was being slowly destroyed. Wooyoung looks up to San, who watches with his golden eyes that flicker with sadness. With each emotion, they flash a different color. That was his power, that and his mastering power still under the works is mind control.

Wooyoung touches San's cheek, turning him to face him and when San took one look at the shorter male, he smiles, "You're the only brightness in my world now, Wooyoung. Till the world ends, and we're all that's left, I'll love you forever."

"As will I," Wooyoung whispers.

"Alright love birds," Mingi chuckles and breaks the focus before turning to the woods, "Let's go back home before they make us follow their trail of ruin and wreckage."

One by one, they climb the trees as expertly as apes, flying and jumping from limb to limb as they escape once more to find a more peaceful place to live and to thrive. Wooyoung and San stay side by side, not once leaving each other as they were bound by an eternal love bite.

~•~

And that's it guys!! Hope you all enjoyed! This was really fun to write and I'd like to thank moonbaby1997 for inspiring me to write this!