Han Jisung

Jisung found him half-dead on the street. A strange man, seemingly well-dressed and young, lay on the ground, showing no signs of life. But when called, he opened his eyes. Han, of course, was quite frightened, but decided he simply hadn't heard him breathe. He took the man to his place, fed him, let him shower, and that's when they met. The man's name was Lee Minho. Jisung couldn't shake the thought that something was wrong. He couldn't see the man breathing. He couldn't hear any inhalations or exhalations. When asked about it, Lee answered. Calmly and without emotion. "I'm a vampire. "

Jisung, of course, didn't believe it. But the proof was irrefutable. No blood flowed from the wound made by the kitchen knife. The conversation continued in the same vein, with many questions about the elder's life. Thus, Jisung learned that the creature had nowhere to live. The offer came before Jisung had time to think it through. "Come live with me." But Han didn't regret it later.

The vampire became incredibly attached to the boy. After all, Jisung had saved him, given him a home, and fed him his own blood. Minho turned out to be quite clingy. He loved to be pampered, as odd as that might be, given his background. Besides, Lee helped him out, with schoolwork, around the house—in general, he tried to somehow "repay" the boy for his kindness. He obeyed him unquestioningly, willing to do anything, even though Jisung didn't ask for much.

Jisung was a little afraid of Minho at first. It's no surprise, he's a vampire. But it turned out he had a great personality. He'd ask about the bites and wouldn't even go near the boy without permission. Well, until they became closer. After six months, Minho began to resemble a cat. He'd come up to him, lie down next to him, and hug him. This was his way of showing his devotion. And Han tried to match these outbursts of affection.

Jisung returned from school. Tired as hell. The smell of something spicy and incredibly delicious wafted from the kitchen. Minho wasn't in his room. So, as usual, he was busy with something in the bedroom. And so it was. After eating, Han headed there. In the bedroom, he found the older man reading a book.