22. Fangs
"Can I touch them?"
"Careful, they're sharp."
"Yeah, I figured that out when you bit me."
"I fucking apologized, okay?"
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So maybe it was risky to have a relationship with a human. That was a given. Being a vampire that never had an interest in humans dating a human was quite odd, because usually most vampires hated humans, size they treated them more like specimins than people, therefor if you're a huge human-hater you're opinion never changes on them. Then Jack had to go and explore the world for a minor twenty minutes to buy essentials, running into a werewolf trying to seduce a human into coming home with them, where they would of course kill and eat then.

Human or not, Jack had to get involved because the only thing he hated more than humans were werewolves. The fiery-haired human thanked him afterwards, not yet realizing that Jack was a vampire. The rest is history, Jack started going out in the human world to see Mark, thinking at first it was an obsession, later realizing he had fallen in love with this human.

It was risky because he risked letting Mark get involved with him, Jack no longer worrying about himself. He risked letting Mark get involved with turf wars, because no doubt every vampire that walked passed him immediately wanted him, as did the werewolves. Hell, Jack kay have had to actually kill a couple of werewolves and vampires earlier just to make sure they didn't get to Mark before he did.

So maybe it was also risky dating a vampire hunter and being a vampire. Jack found out later that Mark was an engineer who desiged weapons for the vampire hunters, and Jack immediately felt his heart drop, but after hearing the new information, couldn't seem to shake the live he still felt for him. Eventually they started going out when Mark asked him on a date, and Jack still had managed to somehow hide the fact he was a vampire, even eating everything Mark gave him that was edible, knowing that it would not only blow his cover by never eating, it would also hurt Mark's feelings, since Mark obviously really liked him too.

It was at ten p.m., Mark and Jack were laying in bed together after some canoodling, Mark asleep as Jack just sat there. Vampires didn't need sleep, sleep was for the weak and Vampires were anything but weak, so Jack sat their. He was starving, he wasn't able to get in a meal since Mark had surprised him with some evening sex before Jack could even say he was going to go to the store, which would've been a lie anyways.

He felt his stomach growl and he looked over at Mark, temptation urging him to just take a bite. It would be easy, just grab Mark's wrist and bite down, since he still had enough sanity to not bite him on the neck and accidentally drain him. He picked up Mark's wrist and brought it to his mouth, sinking his teeth in. It was hard to resist so long without drinking from him, because Mark always smelled so good and was always so warm, and his blood tasted absolutely delicious.

Mark woke up and was obviously startled to see Jack's fangs digging into his skin, not feeling the pain due to the numbing vampires injected as they bit down into their prey. Jack saw the horror in Mark's eyes and suddenly snapped back to reality. He was drinking from his boyfriend, using him as his personal food source without even asking permission. Jack pulled away and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"What the hell?!" Was all Mark managed as he ripped his arm away from Jack, wondering how the hell did he not notice this before.

"I'm so sorry! I was hungry and I wasn't thinking because today was my feeding day and I wasn't able to go out in the morning because I had to drive you to work and I couldn't go after my work because you were home already and I'm so sorry." Jack babbled, backing away from Mark on the bed, fear and guilt mixing together. Fear because Mark must've owned one of the many weapons he's helped created.

"You're a..." Mark trailed off, sitting up in the bed and looking at Jack as if he was some specimin, those calculations eyes that Jack hates from humans, always overthinking something vampires do.

"I really love you! It's the truth! Please don't look at me like that, but you do have every right to be pissed at me. I'm really sorry, Mark, I swear." Jack pleaded. Jack slowly scooted closed to him, realizing that Mark wasn't making any sort of threat towards him.

"Come here, if you're really not going to hurt me." Mark said cautiously, not knowing if that was the right thing to say. Jack scooted forward, watching as Mark looked at him absently, staring at his fangs. He was fixated on them, like they weren't something that've killed many people, like he wasn't someone who's help contribute to ripping them out of vampires to study.

"Can I touch them?" Mark asked, and it was obvious what he was talking about.

"Careful, they're sharp." Jack nodded as he spoke, earning a grin from Mark

"Yeah, I figured that out when you bit me." Mark said sarcastically. Jack frowned."I fucking apologized, okay?" Jack said, his stubborn streak setting in even though guilt was still clear across his face.

"It's fine, but you should probably not do that while I'm sleeping because I get break ins a lot from vampires trying to kill people who work with vampire hunters and just random vampires, so I have a gun under my bed, and I kind of don't want to shoot you."

(This one was so bad sorry)