Like an Animal

by Redc0ree

Summary:

You’re the first real human to move into town, and Kris is made painfully aware of you.

Chapter 1

When you were first told that you would be moving into a monster town, you were scared out of your mind.
You’ve lived around monsters in your old city, but you didn’t know what to expect being one of the only humans there, standing out like a sore thumb.
But the mayor assured you that you wouldn’t be the only one.
Apparently, there was another human there who was around your age.
That relieved some of your nerves, it also gave you some excitement about who they were.
That excitement faded quickly.

It has now been three months since you’ve first moved in. Surprisingly, you fit in quickly, finding new friends and even forgetting the worries you once had.
You very quickly became familiar with everyone in Hometown.
Well at least almost everyone, there was this one person who you couldn’t reach no matter how hard you tried.

Kris Dreemurr.

They were the only other human in town, so naturally you tried to make a connection with them.
But whenever you tried to talk to them at school, they always either pretended to be busy or give you short, one-word responses until you got discouraged and went away.

It wasn’t even as if they acted like this with everyone; after school, you’d see them chatting and hanging out with some of your mutual friends.

It was almost as if they were purposefully avoiding you for some reason.

Kris wasn’t like the other humans you were used to. There were some things you quickly noticed about them through observation.

Like how they frequently visited the hospital after school, even if there were no patients there.
They also refused to take their hoodie off their head, creating a natural shadow over their eyes.

The strangest thing of all, however, was that one time in chemistry class. You were working with glass beakers with your assigned partner Berdly.
As Alphys was demonstrating what to do, Berdly raised his hand with inhuman speed to make a comment. His wing unfortunately bumped into you, making the beaker you were holding bump against the counter.
The sound of glass shattering filled the small classroom.

You gripped your wrist as you suddenly felt a sharp pain run through you.
You look down to see a giant gash on your palm. Your hand was bleeding… a lot.
Berdly quickly turned around and rushed out a string of frantic apologies as the other students gathered around you.

“Oh shoot…” Your teacher fidgeted with her hands, you could tell she wasn’t equipped to deal with a human student suddenly bleeding out.
“D-do we need to bring you to the nurse—”

“Kris would know what to do.” Noelle said without question as she frantically wrapped paper towels around your wound, very obviously trying her best not to throw up.

“R-right!” Alphys frantically looked around the classroom, “...Does anyone know where Kris went?”

Kris was nowhere to be found.

“Uhm-” Alphys muttered. “D-do you want someone to go to the nurse with you?”

You look up at her.
“I think I’ll be fine, it doesn’t hurt that—”

“I’LL GO!” Berdly yells, pointing his finger at the ceiling in a triumphant pose.
He dramatically kneeled at your feet with one leg, as if he was proposing to you. “It’s the least I could do after causing you so much harm…” He held your hand into his wing.

You looked over at Noelle for help, but she was currently gagging over the trashcan in the corner while Catti held her hair back.

“...G-great! I’ll call the nurse and tell her you’ll be there. Thank you, Berdly.” Alyphys let out a sigh of relief.

You silently groaned, how you wished Kris took you instead.

—

As the two of you walked over to the nurse's office, you overheard a conversation happening from one of the empty classrooms.
There were two voices. One familiar, one not.
“Ms.Toriel, I understand your concerns but we can't just kick a student out of school–”

“This is a life or death situation!” A loud slam on a desk thundered from the other side of the door. You quickly hurry on, catching up to Berdly.

The school nurse sent you home with some bandages and an ice pack, you lived pretty near the school, so you decided to just walk to your house.
Berdly did give out the offer to walk home with you, but the nurse quickly shut him down, reminding him he wasn’t allowed to skip class.
You let out a sigh as you silently thank her.

It was autumn, so the sun set earlier than usual. You put your hands in your pockets as you left the school, feeling the cold breeze in your face.
As you walked home, you started to think about Kris again.

It wasn’t unusual for them to sleep during class, but for them to just skip like that— especially during the middle of a lesson...

Your mind was trying to come to a conclusion that made sense, you eventually settled on them just having to leave early.

Ironically, Kris sheer devotion to avoiding you made you all that more interested in them.

“The day’s getting shorter huh?” A familiar voice echoes from across the kitchen as you enter your house. “Yeah,” you agree as you drop your backpack and jacket on the floor.
You couldn’t help but wince as the pressure touched your wound. But you smile as the smell of your favorite food cooking enters your sinuses.
“Could you crack open the window?” The voice asks.
“Sure,” you finish putting your things away and walk over to the front window.

You freeze.

When you opened the curtains, you noticed a dark figure standing in your front lawn.
It stared directly at you.
Before you could recognize what you were looking at, before you could even scream, the figure made a run for it, leaving your line of sight as soon as it appeared.

You quickly jolt upstairs into your room, not even bothering to eat for the night.

—

By the next morning, the pain in your hand was mostly gone. This time, you asked your family to drive you to school.
During the car ride, you briefly considered telling them about what you saw last night, but you didn’t know how.

You felt like you couldn’t.

Everything was normal at school that day. To your surprise, Kris was there, sleeping on their desk as usual.

Alphys assigned another group project for the class, it had something to do with the chemistry project you’ve been doing all week. She looked over at Kris as she assigned them as your partner.
“Kris…” She glared, doing her best to look stern. “D-don’t skip class again.”

“...please?” She added quickly.
You thought they were asleep, so you flinched a bit when they suddenly lifted their head up.

Kris raised their hand. “Miss, could we pick different partners?” They don’t even turn to look at you.

Ouch.

You’d be offended if you couldn’t laugh at just how bold they were for saying that in front of you.

“I’m… afraid you can’t really ask that.” Alphys said, putting her foot down for the first time ever.
Kris’ brow furrowed in silent frustration, air coming out of their nostrils.

You couldn’t help it, but you smile gloatingly at their dilemma— Kris was stuck with you, and they couldn’t escape, no matter how hard they tried.

As Alyphys pulled up and explained the rubric, you noticed how Kris snuck nervous glances at you whenever they thought you weren’t looking.

Soon enough the bell rang, Kris swiftly slung their backpack over their shoulder and left the classroom. You sigh, the teacher specified that you were supposed to do work with your partner outside of school hours.
You had no time to waste, you quickly packed your bags and followed after Kris. You weren’t about to fail your project because of their strange grudge over you.

Kris was already farther away than you anticipated, they quickly breezed along the sidewalk like it was nothing. You had to pick up your pace as you started to fall behind.
“Kris!” You yell out, speedwalking.
They pretended they didn’t hear you. You yell out again.

“KRIS!”

They kept walking. You expected them to head to the hospital, but they made a sharp turn, seemingly trying to lose you. What the hell was their problem? You keep following them. Your walk turns into a jog, backpack thumping against your shoulders.

You were too tired to even yell, your lungs burned. Kris was headed towards the forest near the shelter… that was new.
You finally give yourself a break as you lean against a tree, taking a moment to collect your breath. Just why was Kris making this so difficult?
You leave your backpack on the grass, deciding that it’d only slow you down.

It was getting dark, so you took out your phone light and followed the path into the shelter. After what felt like an eternity of walking, you finally spot Kris at the roof of the shelter, laying on the raised patch of grass.
You creep up behind them cautiously, not knowing what their next move will be.

“I know you’re here.”

Kris’ voice stops you in your tracks as they jump down from the top of the shelter, turning to face you.
“Please just… leave, it’s almost night.”

That was the final straw, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Just what the hell is your problem with me?!” You blurt.
Kris looks up in surprise at your change in tone, but you only continue.

“You’ve been ignoring me and treating me like shit the whole time I've been here. I’m sorry that you aren’t getting your token human treatment anymore, but I’m not trying to fail this project.”
Rage fills you as you think about all the time you could've spent working in the library being wasted on chasing your group partner halfway across town.

Kris didn’t speak, they could only stare at you as you huff. They tilt their head down, letting their hair drape over their face completely.
“It’s not that- I dont- hate you.” They mumble, words barely audible.

“Then what the fuck is it then?” You cross your arms, you swear you could’ve smacked them across the face at that moment.

Kris bit their lip, absentmindedly fidgeting with the piercings on their face.
“I can’t tell you right now, not at this time. It’s for your own good.” Kris seems to be trying to convince themself more than you. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, I-I swear.”

You exhale.
“Fine.”

Kris looks up in surprise. “…what?”

“Fine.” You raise your hands up in defeat. “If you won’t tell me, I won't bother you with it anymore. I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you really want.”

Kris could only watch as you turned and walked away. You stop in your tracks halfway for a moment, expecting them to speak up, to say something, but they stay silent.

A sigh escapes your lips, you were really starting to hate Kris Dreemurr.

—

You spend the night sitting in your room. You silently think about Kris as you rub your wounded hand. Skipping school, going into the forest at night… just what exactly were they doing? And why did your presence threaten them so much?

They claimed that they were going to explain everything tomorrow morning, but you knew they were just going to give you a fake excuse.
You had to get to the bottom of this, to find out the real reason they acted like this.

—

A part of you knew that it was a stupid idea, that you were walking into pure danger. But your pure spite overridden every sense of reasoning you once had.

You slowly stepped through the dark woods with nothing but your phone in hand.
There must’ve been a reason why Kris hid here.

Your hand covers your mouth as your phone flashlight reveals a small dead animal on the ground. You furrow your brows in pity, you couldn’t help but feel bad for it.
But as you continued through the forest, the carcasses only started appearing more frequently.
You shivered, this wasn’t normal.

It’s not until you shine a flashlight on yet another corpse that you notice something they had in common, They all had singular, large bite marks to them.

Your stomach churned in disgust, you felt sick. There must've been a loose animal hunting in the forest.
What Kris had to do with it, you didn’t understand just yet. But you knew you had to leave, this was clearly not safe.
You freeze as you hear a loud noise from behind.
Something was here with you.

You turn and make a run for it, forgetting about everything you came here for. But the noises only became louder, following. You panted as you sprinted for dear life, but the sound continued tracking you down.

You yelped as a strong force pushed your back against the nearest tree, a stinging pain shooting up your spine. You tried to move, but your hands were held above your head. You didn’t want to open your eyes, but you knew you had to.
The person in front of you, if you could even call them that at all, was Kris.

There was something… different to them.

Only now could you really see their red eyes as they bored into you. They had a slight glow to them in the night, and you could've sworn they were peering right into your body. Their chest heaved up and down as they kept their grip on you, panting like some kind of animal; you noticed the unnaturally sharp tips of their canine teeth pointing out from their mouth.

“Kris…” You barely manage to muster out their name, but through their eyes you could tell that they couldn’t hear a word you said.
You flinch as they lean in closer, cold breath inching closer to your neck. This couldn’t be real. This can’t be real. They're just pranking you…
You tried to find reasoning as your heart was practically beating out of your chest.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you felt their fangs slowly sink into your neck. There was a sharp pain at first, but that slowly went away as your body pumped with adrenaline before transforming into something else.
You felt an unfamiliar heat in your stomach as your blood was being sucked out of you.

It was sick, perverted.
You moved without thinking. You slowly placed your hand onto the back of their head as they gripped your waist, inviting them to take what they needed from you.

What were you doing?
Your mind was dizzying, this shouldn’t feel so good.

After what felt like eternity, Kris was finally done. A whimper escapes you as they lick the wound at the side of your neck.
You could finally look at them through your dazed vision. There was blood all over their mouth, your blood.

The ravenous look in their eyes was quickly replaced by pure horror, as if they just came back from a trance. Kris released their grip on you, slowly backing up from disbelief.

Their mouth opened to say something, but you couldn’t make out a single sound but your name as you faded in and out of consciousness.

Your legs were shaking, you could barely stand up. Without Kris’ body support, your knees gave in as you collapsed onto the cold forest ground— vision becoming black.

—

There was a throbbing pain in your head as you slowly woke up. It was the next morning. You sit up quickly, scouring your surroundings.
You were… in your bed.
A sigh of relief escapes you, that must’ve been a nightmare. You shiver as a gust of cold air enters your room, the window near your bed was wide open.

You quickly get up to close the window, but you almost fall over as you feel your vision fade in and out; punishment for standing up too fast. You grip your nightstand for stability as you regain yourself.

Afterwards, you carry yourself over to the bathroom to get ready for school.
You take a long look at yourself in the mirror. There was… a dark red stain on the collar of your shirt. You lean in to look closer, maybe you spilt something on yourself.
You feel around your neck, and your eyes widen as you notice two small holes imprinted on your skin.

It couldn’t be…

—

You felt nauseous. You told your family that you couldn’t go to school today, that you felt sick. It was a white lie of course, you knew they wouldn’t believe you if you told them the real reason.

The entirety of the morning was spent tossing and turning around in your bed, trying desperately to make sense of things. You realize that you were in the forest, you did see those things, and that Kris…

Kris wasn’t human.

You picked up your phone, filling your internet history with terms like:
‘Do humans drink blood? Are vampires actually real? What to do if bitten by a vampire?’
As expected, the results were practically useless, treating vampires like the mythical beings they should be.

But you know what you saw.

Your hand subconsciously came up to your neck again to touch the bite marks left by Kris. You wince as the memory replays in your head for the thousandth time today. The smell of metal filling your sinuses, the horrified look of Kris when they realized what they were doing.
Kris… Their name was a curse on your mind.

But for some reason, you didn’t exactly hate the experience. You shrink under the covers, covering your head in shame. A sick, masochistic part of you enjoyed it.

Your stomach flutters as you remember the feeling of their mouth on your skin. You wanted to be scared, but you shivered as you kept thinking about the deeper, darker things they could do to you…

A fist comes up to your temple, trying to shake the thoughts away.

You knew no one in town would believe you if you told them Kris wasn’t human, nobody else but you knew what humans were even supposed to act like. You sigh, you really were alone in this.
And if your theories were correct, you accidentally gave Kris their first taste of live human blood.

And once they got a taste of some, they wouldn’t stop hunting you for it.

—

You’ve been full of stupid decisions this week, but this now could be the single most reckless thing you’ve done in your life.

You look at the time, it was 4pm. School was over, and the sun was still up. Based on your recent observations, you should be able to talk to Kris normally.
But you still had to take precautions.

From your knowledge of vampire films, you put on your heavy puffer jacket, making sure not to expose your neck like you did last night. You go downstairs and grab a handful of various supposed ‘vampire repellents’ from the kitchen.
You quickly exit the house before your family is able to ask what was going on.

You’d be lying if you said your heart wasn’t practically beating out of your chest, you were terrified. But you knew you had to do this, that you had to talk to Kris and get answers before they tried to leave town or something.

You headed straight to the forest, keeping your eyes on nothing else. In the afternoon sky, you could see things more clearly.

The animal carcasses you thought you saw littered across the floor last night were still there, though some of them were now gone. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you see the tree where Kris sucked your blood, the tree where you let Kris take you.

Speaking of Kris, they were nowhere to be found. You hover your hand around your pocket, you knew you couldn’t be caught off guard— you saw how fast Kris was able to move last night. But where exactly could they be?

“What are you doing here?” You hear a voice from above.
You grab your weapon and frantically wave it around, treating it as if it was some kind of religious talisman.
After your less than ideal performance, you look up to the source of the voice.

It was Kris.

“I don’t want to hurt you, please just— go.” They spoke to you from on top of a tree.

You sigh in relief, they seemed normal. Unfortunately so normal that they were still doing their best to avoid you.

“No.”

“...What?”

“I said no,” you straighten your posture, hoping you sounded sure of yourself.

Kris looked down at you in confusion. “Do you not remember what happened last night?”

“...I do.” You admit, holding your neck by instinct. “But I also remember when you said you’d explain everything to me.”

“But—”

“I'm not leaving until you come down.” You knew you sounded absolutely insane, but you weren't going to let this go.

Kris was silent. After what seemed like forever, they swiftly threw themselves off the tree, landing perfectly when they hit the grassy floor.

They paused before walking up to you slowly.
“Is that a… spoon in your hand?”

You feel embarrassment rush in as Kris points out your weapon of choice. “I figured that because of the silver it would help…”

“You couldn’t have at least brought a knife?” Their face fell, genuinely seeming to be disappointed by your apparent poor survival skills.

You quickly circle the conversation back to what you wanted to say before you blushed even further.

“Look– Kris.” Your arms cross. “I need you to tell me exactly what the hell you are. Be honest.”

Kris sighs, realizing they can't avoid the topic any further.
“I'm a Vampire… or at least I think I am? It's confusing.” Their hand came up to the back of their head.

You tilted your head to the side. “Then why aren't you burning up in the sun right now?”

“That's what I think.” They clarify. “All I know is that I need human blood.”

That explained the hospital trips.

“So why avoid me so much if you already know what it tastes like?” You ask.

“It's different.” They bit their lip. “The problem is that you're alive, and you’re like— really pretty… I wouldn't know when to stop.”

Kris thought you were pretty?

You could feel your heart beat faster, and judging by Kris'expression, they could sense it too.

“My first ever bite was supposed to kill… you're supposed to be dead.” They mumbled, quickly looking away.

“You seem upset about that.” Your eyes squinted.

“No! it's just—” They quickly shake their head.
“I'm… questioning a lot of things about myself right now, what they told me.”

“Or just maybe…” You suggest. “You had enough self control to stop at the last second.”

“But I won't have any self control after,” Kris sighs. ”I'll keep craving more until my tolerance is built.”
They walk around in circles, seemingly trying to reason with themselves.

“Shit…” Kris cursed under their breath, putting a hand in their dark hair.
“You ruined me.” Something about the low hushed tone in their voice makes something in your stomach flutter.

“...so if you were to hypothetically bite me again…” You try and find a way to bring it up.
“Would it still be fatal?”

Kris stopped in their tracks, mentally searching for a conclusion.
“...no it wouldn't, actually. But there's still a chance—”

You unzipped your jacket slightly, revealing your now-healed wound to them.
“Then bite me again, right now. We can test it out, help you build your tolerance.”

Kris looks at you in shock, trying to find words as their mouth opens.
“Even if it doesn't kill you, there's still a chance I could seriously hurt–”

“Kris.” Your voice was stern. “I don't know how, but you had enough self control to carry me to my bed all by yourself last night. You can do this.”

Kris was speechless.

“You're fucking crazy…”
For the first time, they let out a laugh, fangs peeking through their mouth.

“...So is that a no?”

“I'll think about it.” They look away as a small flush appears on their face.

“Just make sure to buy me dinner afterwards.” You joke, and you could see the corners of Kris' mouth tilt up in a smile.

“You bring the utensils.” They joke back.

It seemed like acting crazy was the only way you could get yourself through to them.

—

You came home feeling lighter than before, not just from the blood loss that happened last night.

You looked at yourself in the mirror once more. Surprisingly, the bite mark was practically invisible; like it was never there.

You sit and think about the bat shit insane deal you just agreed to today.
You were letting some vampire you barely knew have free access to your blood.
You told yourself it was for the better of humanity, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't particularly doing it because you found them attractive.
You really needed to stop watching so many vampire movies.

After hours of thinking, you finally doze off to sleep.

—

Your eyes gently blink open as a dark shape fills your vision. What was this? You couldn't move, and there was this…

You slowly wake up to realize Kris was on top of you.

“I didn't know where else to go— I…” Kris looked at you disheveled, desperate.
“I need to taste you again.”

A soft whine escapes them as they tighten their grip on your wrists, zapping awake something carnal in your body.

“Please…”

Chapter 2

Summary:

The night + what happens after

You could do nothing but stare up at Kris in shock. You wanted to say that this was a dream, but you knew already that this was all too real.

“Kris…” Their name escaped your lips.
Your faces were inches apart from each other. The look in their eyes was similar enough to when they bit you, but something was still off, it was as if they were holding back on something.

You couldn't believe this was happening. The manifestation of all your deepest desires was right on top of you.

“Take what you need.” You whisper.

And with that, their lips crashed into yours in a searing kiss. You could feel their hard cabaret piercings graze against your skin as their hand cradled your face. Your head was spinning, mind practically somewhere else.

You wince as you feel a familiar searing pain. Kris bit into your lip, savoring the blood that came out. They pushed you deeper into the mattress, determined to get every last drop out of you.

Eventually, they pull their face from yours. A lewd string of red-stained saliva connecting the two of you.
You felt as if you were out of breath.

They dove back down to your neck, running their tongue along the healed bite mark. This would've been embarrassing if you weren't so terribly turned on.

“What are you-” You flinch as you suddenly feel the cold night air brush against your thighs. A blur of motion covers your vision as you hear your pants drop to the floor. Before you could even ask how they removed your clothes that fast, Kris gently spread your legs apart for them.

They had a look you knew all too well, They were in that dazed state again. But somehow, it was different this time. A part of them was still in there, they wanted this.

Your breath quickened as their lips kissed your inner thighs, cold breath inching closer to where you needed them the most.

You jolt as a sharp pain runs through you. Kris bit into the plush of your thigh, soft groans escaping their lips as they held you tight.

This bite felt more intense than anything you dealt with. You should be in more pain right now, but the pleasure seeping in overtook any discomfort.

Kris then slipped off your panties as they licked the last of your blood from your skin, removing the last barrier between the two of you.

Your pussy was practically dripping for them, throbbing, begging for their attention.

Kris looked up at you from between your thighs, their cold breath just inches away from your hot core.

They were asking you for permission.

All that you could give was a small nod as your heartbeat became more erratic, anticipation practically killing you.

“K-Kris!”
You tremble as they licked a long stripe along your slit, thighs reflexively clenching around their head.

You couldn't decide whether to pull yourself away or ask for more, but Kris eventually makes that decision for you. They locked their arms around your legs, keeping you caged in as they started to devour you.

They immediately zeroed in on your throbbing clit, leaving no time for foreplay. A groan erupts out of Kris as you involuntarily bucked your hips against their tongue, sending vibrations through your core.
They were fast, sloppy, desperate. Eating your drooling cunt out like it was their last ever meal.

You covered your mouth with one hand as the lewd sounds of your body filled the once silent room. It took everything within you to not scream out their name as your eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Kris kept eye contact throughout; watching every single helpless, needy moan you made whenever they flicked their tongue against your clit. They rutted their hips against the mattress, chasing their own pleasure as your body trembled towards orgasm.

You still couldn't believe this was happening.

Tears well up in your eyes as you finally reach your peak. It was as if the very room was spinning all around you.
Your stomach involuntarily clenches as you gush on their tongue.

After you come from your high, you feel a cold hand press against your cheek. You understood what Kris was trying to say without words.

“Yeah, I'm okay.” Your eyes meet theirs as their thumb brushes up against your swollen lip. “Just— keep going… please.”

It isn't until now that you notice that Kris was panting, hard. It was as if this was taking a toll on them. Their lips come back to yours, desperate for some of your breath.

You shudder when you're hit with the taste of metal mixed with your own juices. God, you were so perverted.
You mewl as you feel something hard press against your clit, lining itself along your entrance.

It doesn't take much for them to fully enter your slick walls.
Kris placed started sucking on your pulse point as they gently started moving their hips, rutting into you.

The two of you hadn't even had a proper conversation until last week, and now you were suddenly the closest to them you could ever be.

Your vision temporarily goes black as you feel them sink their teeth into your neck, the mixture of pain and pleasure making the last of your composure crumble under them.

With the taste of your blood, Kris enthusiastically pushed your legs to your chest, determined to go in deeper.

They had you in a mating press.
You had nowhere to go– had nothing else to do but take what they were giving to you.

They were fucking into you like an animal.

Your body trembles as you desperately try to hold back your moans. The carnal sounds of your bodies against each other filled the room.

The tip of their cock head kept hitting the spot that made your toes curl, bullying into your poor cunt.
They gently growled in your ear as their pace increased, using your flesh like a toy to chase after their own pleasure.

The thought of them not wearing protection briefly crossed your mind, but at this point you didn't even care. As long as they kept filling you.

You couldn't care about keeping quiet anymore, either. Kris' name jumbled together with your moans, drowning out all of your thoughts. A tight knot formed in your core, you could tell you were about to reach your limit.

Kris was close, too.

The bed creaked with louder intensity as they gave their final strokes, shooting thick ropes inside of you.
At the same time, you came harder than you ever did before. You held on to whatever you could as you felt yourself come undone under them, body pulsating.

Kris got off of you, laying next to you in bed as you came down from your final high.
You stared at the ceiling as you tried to process everything, though to no avail. You turn over to Kris, but it was too late, they were out cold.
You couldn't stay awake, either. Your eyelids suddenly became heavy as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

---

The next morning felt similar to yesterday, except you knew exactly what went on the night before.

You just had sex.
With Kris.
You and Kris had sex.

You weren't even sure if they were fully conscious during it.

Despite having more bite marks than before, you didn't feel as lightheaded as the first time Kris sucked your blood.
Your theory was correct then, Kris was slowly building a tolerance to you.

You already missed too much school this week to get another day off. You had no choice but to confront them.

What would you even say? ‘Hello, let's do this science project together and completely ignore how you were inside of me less than 12 hours ago.’

You knew you should be happy— It was what you were working towards, right? Then why did it feel like you were still missing something?

You release a big exhale as you head to the bathroom, you should at least try to make yourself look presentable.

---

Kris wasn’t at school that day.
You didn’t know if that was a good thing or not, all you knew was that you were working by yourself.

Before the bell rung, Alphys pulled you aside.
She was apologizing profusely for teaming you up with Kris, saying that she just wanted to punish them, and that she didn't mean to put all that pressure on you.
She gave you the option to join someone else's group instead, but you declined.

"A- are you sure?" she stuttered.

You nodded, doubling down. "Kris isn't really that bad, I'll be able to catch them up to speed when they come back."

It was obvious she had some doubt, but Alphys finally let you go back into class. "Well if you guys are getting along…

Your stomach churned, 'getting along' was one way to put it.

---

While everyone else was working with their partners, you sat alone trying to do two jobs at once.
You decided to work on an outline for the project, a plan that would be easy for the both of you. You gripped the pencil in your hand, careful to keep your handwriting clean.
As you worked, your mind kept coming back to one specific person.

Kris… or whoever they were last night.

Every part about them echoed in your memory in excruciating detail.
Their mouth as they bit into you, their hauntingly red eyes staring though your soul, their hands gripping onto your flesh as they broke you down until you were-

SNAP!

A loud sound brings you back to reality.
You look down. You were gripping on your pencil so hard that the lead tip snapped in your hands.

That was your last pencil, too. And the only sharpener in the classroom broke the day before.

You sighed, that was just your luck.
Though fortunately, there was one person who could help.

You quietly shuffled over to Noelle and Berdly, feeling awkward about interrupting their workflow.

"Hey Noelle," The girl in question's ears perked up as you came up behind her.
"I broke my pencil, Could I borrow your sharpener for a moment?"
Berdly gave you a glare, but Noelle smiled and nodded her head.
"Sure!" she beamed, taking a pencil sharpener out of her Christmas-themed bag and handing it to you.

You should probably go back to your seat, but you chose to stick by their side, lingering around them.
"So…" You try to figure out how to start a conversation as Noelle goes back to work.

"Have you noticed… anything different about Kris?"

Noelle turned to face you.
"Now that I think about it… yes, actually." She looked up at the ceiling, as if recalling a memory of hers.

"Ever since you moved in, they've been spending less time at our houses. I used to think they were just excited to meet another human, but… I haven't seen them hang around with you either."

You focus all your attention onto her words as you start twisting your pencil, desperate for a hint.

"Kris has always been quite peculiar." Berdly joins in on the conversation.

"I guess that is true." Noelle smiles while averting her gaze, as if she was scared of Kris secretly listening in somehow.

You tighten your grip on the Red and Green sharpener. "Why do you think that?"

Noelle and Berdly both exchange glances at each other, before turning back to you.

"Well…" Noelle fidgets with her pencil.

"It's because they're human." Berdly blurts out. "Or at least we used to think so."

"Yeah. No offense, but you're kind of… normal compared to Kris." Noelle pauses before continuing. "You like going out to eat with us, and you don't go to the hospital to drink like— after your periods or something."

"My Period???" You tilt your head in confusion.

Berdly speaks for her. "When you humans consume blood to regain what's lost during your menstrual cycles."

You stifle back a laugh. Just what had Kris been telling them over the years? You wanted to tell them that's not how any of that worked, but you realized that Kris was most likely hiding their true nature from them for a reason.

So you decide to play along. "You guys think all humans are the same?" You tease.

Noelle panics. "N-no, definitely not!" Berdly quickly shakes his head in agreement.

You shrug, trying your best to seem nonchalant. "It's normal for humans to act differently, kind of like monsters."

"I guess that makes sense." Berdly mutters under his breath as he pushes buttons on the calculator.

"Has Kris ever… talked about me before? Like — in passing conversation?"

Noelle and Berdly exchange glances at each other yet again.

"No, they'd always change the subject whenever we brought you up." Noelle looked down at her paper, figuring out how to put her words. "By the way, did something… happen between you two? Kris isn't the type of person to hold a grudge like that."

Your face fell. You had to think of an excuse. "There was an uh- misunderstanding between our families." Another white lie. "We got it sorted out last week."

Berdly tilts his head. "You and Kris aren't suddenly a thing now, are you?"

You're quick to respond. "What? No!" You shake your head in denial.

He doesn't look convinced. "Alright then. But you could always contact me whenever you need a… wing-man." Berdly smirks.

You silently give Noelle a 'is he joking or not because I seriously cannot tell' look. She only shrugs.

"I'll keep that in mind…" You fake a smile.

You stop what you're doing as you feel your thumb hit something.
While the three of you were talking, you somehow sharpened your already small pencil down to a short, pathetic nub without even realizing it.
"Uh…" You look up at Noelle again.

"Do you have a pencil I could borrow?"

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School was over, and there were still no signs of Kris. As you walked home, you briefly think of searching the forest to find them again. But you were too exasperated to even try. Not to mention how you've been ignoring your sore thighs all day, something Kris was responsible for.

You've already wasted enough time not working on your project to do another detour, anyway.

You go up into your room, climbing into more comfortable clothes as you sit on the floor with various papers surrounding you.

The project should've been easy, it was a simple chemistry lab report. But you've missed so much time in school that the numbers and graphs just jumbled together whenever you tried to understand them.

The two of you were basically cooked.

You sigh, it looks like chasing Kris around has fucked you over in more ways than one.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the window.

You stand up to see Kris, waving with a stupid grin on their face.

They almost looked nothing like how they did last night.

“You know you can just use the front door, right?” You say as you crack open the window.

“I didn't want to raise any suspicion.” Kris' awkwardly chuckled as their hand went up to their neck.

“But climbing up my house won't???”

They shrug. "I know how to be sneaky."

You'd usually laugh, but Kris' nonchalance pissed you off for whatever reason. But at least they were finally comfortable enough to joke around with you.

"Whatever." You walk over to your project, and Kris follows you.

As soon as they step inside your bedroom, Kris' demeanor suddenly changes. You could tell something was on their mind.

“Sorry for missing school today, but look— I came here because I wanted to ask you something.” They pause, mentally picking out the right words as they sit down across from you. "About yesterday."

You feel your cheeks burn at the hushed tone of their voice. "I want to talk about it too, but first—"

You held up your finger to silence them.

"We gotta work on the project. Because if we start talking now, we'll get distracted and lose focus."

Kris raised an eyebrow. You could tell they were skeptical, but they seemed to accept your conditions.

"I guess that makes sense." They mumble.

As much as it'd embarrass you to admit it, it felt nice to hear Kris speak to you again.

Kris picked up one of the papers spread across the floor. They take a single glance at the rubric. “Oh, this seems easy. We could finish this tonight.”

You stare blankly, you had forgotten Kris was one of the smartest students, despite their poor attendance.

The two of you sat on the floor as you worked on the project together.
Kris occasionally took the time to explain chemistry concepts to you as you nodded your head, trying your best to look focused.

You subconsciously grip at your pencil harder than needed, partially thinking about the elephant in the room you've been choosing to ignore:
You two slept with each other.
And there they were, just doing the project. As if that everything was normal.

It surprisingly didn't take that long for the both of you to be completely caught up.

"Alright." You sigh from relief. "I think that's enough for today.
Now, tell me what you wanted to say." Having your hands work on organizing the worksheets somehow settled your nerves a bit more.

"Right. About last night…" They exhale, gathering up courage.
“Did we… do something together?” Kris muttered.

You stop what you're doing, halfway between putting your folder in your backpack.

“What?”

Kris avoids eye contact.

“Sorry, I was just wondering because— The only thing I remember is wanting to go to your house and… Waking up in your bed.”

They didn't remember last night. You sit there with your mouth open, not knowing what to say. Eventually, you decide that it'd be better to just show them.
You pull your shorts up just enough to reveal the bite mark on your inner thigh.

“Oh my god.”
Kris could do nothing but stare in shock as their ears turned bright pink, connecting the dots. "We had…"

You simply nod your head in confirmation, suddenly feeling more shy.

Kris' face was practically as red as an apple now. "Did I at least have protection?"

“I stopped by to get Plan B earlier.” You mutter.

They give a sigh of relief, but then a guilty look came across their face just as fast.

“I shouldn't have stressed you out like that. Shit, I'm so sorry.” Kris covered their face in shame. “I didn't mean to take it that far.”

The person who ravaged you last night was now cowering in front of you, begging for your forgiveness. It was like Kris was two completely different people.

“It's fine, I wasn't hurt.” You brush it off.

"That doesn't matter— it's not okay." They clench their fists.

“Why are you just letting me use you like this?”Kris' voice was practically shaking, a contrast to their usual unexpressive-ness.
“I've done nothing but use you this whole time and you just– let me!”

“Because I like you.” You say simply.

You could see the faintest glimmer in Kris' eyes as they looked up at you.

"Are you sure? I mean— it's not that I don't like you back in that way, I just… don't think I'm the best option for you."

You nod, and Kris curses under their breath. After a moment of pondering, they pull out their phone, shoving it in front of your face.
"Tomorrow."

"What?" You raise an eyebrow.

“Tomorrow, I'll bring you on a date. There's this really good restaurant out of town. I'll make up for it- I swear.”

There they were with the inferiority complex again. "Kris…" you laugh. "You don't have to do this-"

They take hold of your wrist, placing the phone directly in your palm.
"Please, just let me do this for you." Their tone was more firm now, maintaining eye contact. "You deserve more."

Your heart skips a beat as Kris' lips pout, you realize that there was no way of getting out of this.

"If you insist." You type in your phone number and hand it back.

They take a glance at the phone and back up at you, a grin barely visible. "I'll text you."

With that, Kris puts their foot up to the windowsill, giving you a small nod before jumping out the window.
A loud thud was heard. You rush over to see Kris on the floor. They had grass all over their sweater.
It was obvious they were pretending they made a perfect landing. You can't help but chuckle as you wave them goodbye from your room.

But wait, how was Kris taking you to a restaurant if they were a vampire?

Notes:

So SO sorry this took so long! This was originally going to be just one chapter, but I decided it would be better off if I split it into two parts.
I'm probably gonna go on hiatus for a while, but feel free to talk to me on Tumblr!

Notes:

Finally finished writing this!! :) I'll start working on KtYH again but if anybody wants a part two to this AU feel free to ask! (It'll probably be more explicit if that's not ur thing)

Also my asks on Tumblr are still open