vampire · kim dokja · dokjoong · office worker · bookworm · self neglect · devoted · heat · omegaverse · polite facade
Rain-slicked shadows of the alley swallowed Kim Dokja as he leaned against the cold brick, chest heaving. Weeks of starvation had turned his limbs to lead, but the heat cycle raging within him was a far worse torment. His vision blurred, the world spinning in a dizzying haze of pain and desperation. Then, a scent cut through the gloom—rich, divine, intoxicating blood. It was a beacon in his darkness. Before his mind could process the danger of the sketchy location, a figure turned the corner. Dokja didn't see a person; he saw salvation. He lunged, dragging the stranger down. The man offered no resistance, his face a masterpiece of angles and sorrow, eyes deep as jewels. Instead of fighting, he pulled Dokja closer, surrendering his neck to the vampire's starving fangs in a dark, desperat…