[Tomorrow X Together Yeonjun/ Yeonjun Soobin] Red Nest

[Yeonsup] Red Nest Episode 8

The air in the room froze with blood-red magic.

At the overwhelming surge bursting from Yeonjun’s body, even the hunters clutching consecrated silver swords screamed and collapsed to the floor.

Yeonjun’s pupils glowed eerily like red flesh in the pitch-black darkness.

“Who gave you the right... to put a blade to whose body?”

Yeonjun’s low, resonant voice shook the entire mansion.

The cousin, flustered, tried to take out a talisman again, but the moment Yeonjun’s afterimage swept past, his wrist had already twisted and snapped with a chilling crack.

“Kraaah!”

“Discarded trash? A decoy?”

Yeonjun grabbed his cousin by the nape and lifted him into the air.

The reason of the pureblood vampire had vanished, leaving only the instincts of a cruel predator.

Yeonjun’s sharp nails tightened around the hunter’s throat, as if they would cut off his breath any second.

“Yeo... Yeonjun-ssi...”

Sprawled on the floor, Subin cried out, clutching the wound at his shoulder with bloodless lips.

At Subin’s voice, Yeonjun’s blood-soaked hand faltered.

“Don’t... don’t kill him...”

Together with Subin’s trembling voice, the blood dripping from his shoulder formed a red pool on the floor.

Yeonjun flung the hunter he was holding to the floor like trash.

The hunters were already unable to move, their limbs broken by Yeonjun’s overwhelming magic.

“...Get lost. Disappear from my sight. Go

and tell your family.

If you touch Choi Subin, I’ll turn your entire clan to ashes.”

At Yeonjun’s icy warning, the hunters coughed up blood and barely managed to throw themselves out through the broken window to escape.

The moment the hunters vanished, Yeonjun rushed to Subin’s side like a madman.

The rampaging magic was reined in in an instant, and Yeonjun’s red eyes were filled with unprecedented fear and urgency.

“Subin! Subin, snap out of it...!”

Yeonjun held Subin tightly. Subin’s body was growing cold fast. A hunter’s sword, coated with holy water, caused severe toxin and blood loss even in a human body.

In the arms of Yeonjun, the cold vampire, it felt as if even Subin’s warmth was fading, and Yeonjun felt his reason go numb.

“Why... why are you covering for me again? Are you crazy? I’m a vampire! I’m your enemy!”

Yeonjun shouted, but Subin gave him an awkward smile through his blood-smeared face.

“...Because I don’t want to see you get hurt...”

Subin’s trembling hand touched Yeonjun’s cheek.

“My family... never treated me like a person even once... but Yeonjun-ssi was kind to me... so...”

Subin’s eyelids drooped heavily. When Subin’s hand dropped limply to the floor, Yeonjun’s heart plummeted.

“No, Subin, no. Open your eyes. Please, open your eyes...!”

The ruler of the night, who had lived through eternity without ever becoming attached to anything, began to shed tears like a child at the thought of losing the warmth of a single human being.

The red blood tears flowing from Yeonjun’s eyes fell onto Subin’s pale cheek.

‘I have to save him. I can’t lose this child.’

There was only one way. A human body could not endure such a fatal wound.

To keep him by his side forever, to make him into a being like himself.

Yeonjun tore deeply into his own wrist with his fangs.

Dark, crimson pureblood spilled out. Yeonjun gently parted Subin’s jaw and filled his mouth with his blood.

“Drink my blood, Subin... don’t leave me...”

Yeonjun pressed his lips to Subin’s reddened lips and passed the blood to him.

As the pureblood’s blood went down Subin’s throat, his body convulsed violently, twisting from the upper torso first and beginning to seize.

A painful transfer of power—human blood dying, and the authority of a pureblood vampire spreading through Subin’s veins.

Yeonjun held Subin, who was convulsing, and kept murmuring by his ear.

“I’m sorry... I’m sorry for placing the vampire’s yoke on you... but I can’t let you go. You can hate me if you want.”

The black blood flowing from Subin’s shoulder stopped, and the wound began to close in an instant, as if it had never been there.

Subin’s pale skin grew smooth like porcelain, and the dull thud of his heartbeat grew quicker and quicker before changing into a slow, heavy rhythm.

And finally, when Subin slowly opened his eyes, the black eyes that had always been dark flashed coldly with a red light like Yeonjun’s own.