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Monster
Vlad Dracula Tepes x Reader x Lisa Tepes
Summary: You and Vlad get into a disagreement, and some things are said.
Word Count: 1.5k
A mortal being.
That’s what you were.
No fangs, just blunt canines. No claws, only partially bitten nails. No strength beyond what your human muscles can accomplish.
Knowing the strength of even the lowest of vampires is enough to keep you up at night. One punch is enough to shatter you like the puny human you are.
As mortal as the blonde doctor who has reservation in your heart.
And him. The strongest of all. Vlad Dracula Tepes.
His strength is his own- you know this. But that doesn’t stop the notion of having The Dracula, as your protector, at your side.
He’s beyond any being you’ve ever encountered in your few decades. Never one to get violent around those he holds dear, that doesn’t prevent the small glimpses of power he unconsciously displays.
The love you hold for the vampire and the doctor is too much- overwhelming nearly. It’s hard to be an addition to an already established relationship- the notion of being easily removable isn’t lost on you. A fear that one day you’ll be back in your small cabin in the village of Lupu, all alone- months spent with the doctor and vampire, forgotten. That fear became a reality- one that you have the misfortune to be currently suffering through.
Half empty glass of red wine, in your left hand, and a partially chewed piece of dried goat meat in the other. Slumped over on your worn couch. Never quite felt this low before.
What ifs circle around the room, wondering if anything had been done even the slightest bit differently, perhaps you’d be cuddled between Vlad and Lisa right now.
“That was foolish.” He spits as his heavy steps approach from behind you.
“Dear-” Her attempt to calm him down was cut off by your own agitated voice.
“Foolish? No, what's foolish is your idea of danger!” Facing them now, eyes ablaze locking with Vlad’s. Lisa looks between you both, unsure who she should attempt to soothe first.
“You have no idea what you’re speaking of.”
Rolling your eyes was immature but impossible not to. There was no danger- not real danger anyway. He was the Vlad Dracula Tepes, a man who’s spent nearly his entire existence being hunted and attacked. Danger to him is any living mortal, except for the two standing next to him.
And while he’s overprotective of you and Lisa, taking a trip to visit your parents while he was away, isn’t breaking any laws.
He utters your name, making you reluctantly face him.
“I only wish to keep you safe.”
“Safe? We went to visit my family, Vlad. It was one night away.”
“It’s too dangerous to go out alone while I’m not here.”
“It was the middle of the day!”
“You were to stay in the castle until I returned, like I told you-” Poor word choice. Even Lisa cringes.
He’s Vlad Dracula Tepes, a name he wears with pride, like a cloak that he wraps around you and Lisa. The name alone enough to scare off any sane person, a name alone that keeps you both safe within the walls of his castle.
There are bad people out there- some not sane enough to avoid the castle. Some insane enough to actively seek out your home. And these are the monsters that Vlad fears. He knows he can crush any and all that dare cross him, but he can’t say the same for his two lovers.
Many nights spent snuggled close, bodies melded as one, hearing him whisper his deepest fears. Every night he clutches you both close- too tight- as if every hug might be his last. Human lives are fleeting, this much he knows. Fleeting, fragile, precious.
We’ll be here for as long as Lisa’s remedies keep you going. You remember whispering back to him one night. The warmth from his cold body and the sweet chuckle that left him, put your mind at ease. But did nothing to slacken his hold on you both.
Yet you’re a human being, and wear that with pride as well. Any day now might be the last time you’ll ever witness the sunrise. But isn’t that what makes everyday more special? Being caged away from danger might put Vlad’s mind at ease, but it makes you feel degraded. Something that can’t defend itself.
“Like you told me to? I am not your child nor your pet, Vlad.” Stomping out of the room, a pair of feet right on your heel.
“Of course not, even a child could comprehend a simple command.” It’s bitter and spoken with malice. Intent to hurt. It makes you stop cold.
“Excuse me?” The warning in your voice either goes right over his head, or he chooses to ignore it.
“You cannot fathom what monsters lurk in the shadows out there.”
“Oh I think I can.” Pause, enough time to swallow your next words. “Considering I’m looking at one right now.” Low blow, but spat out in a fit of rage.
If you weren’t so upset, the slight hurt that flashes across his face might have made you cave. Instead you continue stomping away, towards your room.
“What are you doing?” Lisa asks, referring to your haphazard bag packing, grabbing handfuls of clothes and shoving them away.
“Leaving.”
“But dinner is all ready…” Lisa’s sounds worried, scrambling to find the key words to make you stay.
“I lost my appetite.”
Pushing past them, they don’t follow you immediately, allowing you some distance. Once you're at the main door, they stand at the top of the steps.
Neither of them say anything.
That was almost three days ago, and you’ve convinced yourself that this lovely polyamorous relationship was now back down to two. Leaving you back in your empty cottage caring for plants that have been long neglected.
Books lay scattered across your limited floor space and various pieces of furniture.
You don’t remember life being this sad before you met them. It’s as if all you’ve ever known was Vlad and Lisa. Pretty sure that’s not healthy, but it’s true.
The light taps on the door are near vomit inducing, other people are the last thing on your ‘can’t deal with right now’ list.
Even your own parents seemed like too much right now. And once the large silhouette of Vlad’s body was visible from the sheer curtains blocking the window, the nausea was only doubled.
But despite the bile creeping up the back of your throat, the door opens and you greet your familiar visitors.
“Hey…” Is all you can muster, nerves getting the best of you. All the things you wanted to say, words are lost to you. Now that they stand before you, these past few days feel like eternities spent apart. But his voice brings dopamine rushing through you, without any effort.
“Good evening.” Pause. “May we come in?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Lisa rushes in and hugs you, squeezing the life out of you.
“Honey, I’ve missed you.” Pulling away, she tugs lightly at Vlad’s arm, “We’ve missed you.”
Vlad looks almost embarrassed, clearing his throat. “Yes, we have.”
If God were real, he must definitely be cruel. The seconds weigh heavy as you try not to suffocate from how awkward this silence is.
“I’m sor-” “I wante-”
The laugh from you both is genuine, some tensions relieved. But only slightly.
“You first.” You push- curiosity getting the best of you.
“I wanted to ask if you would please come back to the castle.”
Running your hands through your hair helps the sweat that's built up on your palms, but does nothing for the churning in your belly.
“Vlad…”
“If I crossed a line, I apologize.” Just like that.
“Thank you. And I really missed you both too.”
His gaze softens, shoulders relaxing at your declaration. And he practically melts when your hand finds his.
The person before you is no mere man- a being beyond mortal comprehension. An undead vampire longer than he was ever a human. But when he gazes at you with such fondness- you catch a glimpse of the man he used to be. Someone who needs the warm touch of the living, lest he forget he was ever alive.
“Vlad, I can’t find the right words to tell you how sorry I am.” Intertwining his fingers with yours- clutching him close. “I love you so much.”
If he feels the wetness dripping on his hand, he does nothing to show it. Head tilted towards the ground, heavy with shame. “You’re not a monster… You’re kind and brilliant, and- and…” Your sleeve stops the falling tears from wetting both your hands further.
A long clawed finger tilts your head up, admiring the raw emotion on your face.
“I was behaving rather poorly, I understand why you were upset.” Him being so dismissive of your behavior makes you feel even worse. His fear of losing you is preventing him from accepting a proper apology from you.
“My behavior was inexcusable, you don’t deserve any of the hateful things I said to you.” He’s leaning towards you, all you do is stand on your tiptoes to meet his lips. He’s pressing you against his chest, tongue tentatively pressing between your lips.
Lisa’s arms wrap around your waist, her chest to your back. She’s laying quick kisses on your nape, trailing around your neck like an invisible necklace.
Still standing in the small old cottage, but with these two - there’s a new warmth in the room.
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