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Tine instantly started sweating as he entered the club.
The music was loud, it was packed, and he could barely see past five feet. But none of it mattered, he had a job to do.
He made his way over to the bar and casually took a seat as the bartender made his way over. “What’ll it be?” Ohm shouted over the music, not the best disguise for him but it was enough, he had been undercover at the bar for weeks.
“Vodka.” Tine shouted back and Ohm smiled and turned to make the drink. Tine rubbed his hands over his pants and looked around as nonchalantly as possible. There were vampires standing watch near the VIP area, but he didn’t let his eyes linger too long, in fear of being suspicious. Ohm gave him his drink and Tine paid him.
He turned around in his seat to look over the dance area while taking a sip of his drink, rolling his eyes when he realized Ohm had given him water instead of alcohol, maybe it would’ve calmed his nerves.
The organization usually didn’t do operations near large bodies of innocent people, because anything could happen and they would have chaos, but Chat, the vampire that was supposedly hanging in the VIP area was their target, and he had only been seen in this club on Friday nights, then vanished without a trace. It angered Tine to no end, so they decided to infiltrate directly.
Fong and Phuak were currently dancing with people of their choice on the dance floor, mimicking drunk club goers, Pear was sitting at a booth chatting away with Earn, Phukong was..DJing? Okay, that’s odd, Tine shook his head.
Tine scanned the rest of the dance floor until he finally met his gaze. Tine left his empty drink at the bar and made his way through the crowd. Sweaty bodies bumped into him but he continued to make his way over, as did the other male.
Sarawat Guntithanon, Tine’s partner and friend of sorts easily made his way over. Sarawat had joined a few years ago, after GMM had found him, newly turned and terrified. He was one of the few vampires that worked with them, as the official job of ‘Vampire Hunter’ wasn’t very appealing. After that Sarawat had accepted a job with them and had been with them ever since. There hasn’t been a day where Tine has seen him smile even slightly, and he knew very little of his life outside of work. But they still worked well together and that’s what mattered.
When they finally met in the middle, Tine swung his arms around his neck and Sarawat’s hands rested on his waist, and they started to dance to the music.
Tine leaned into his ear, “Did you hear anything?”
The other man shook his head. “Just a lot of flirting, nothing to warrant us going in guns blazing. But it seems there’s a certain type of person that gets let in.” Sarawat cleared his throat, Tine had never seen him visibly uncomfortable. Maybe the closeness was too much.
“And that is?”
“Male, tall, dark hair, fair skin, alluring.” Sarawat looked anywhere but him as it clicked in Tine’s head.
“I’m his type.” Tine sighed, Sarawat nodded.
“He’s been watching you since you came in.”
Tine internally groaned. “Okay here's the plan, we go to the bar and you spill a drink on me, I’ll pretend to be outraged and go to the bathroom upset, if he sees it then he should be waiting for me outside, if not I’ll make myself more.. Open.” Tine cringed. Sarawat nodded.
“Do you have your mic on? You know what to say when it gets intense.”
Tine nodded and took Sarawat’s hand, leading him toward the bar. Luckily it wasn’t too busy and they easily got Ohm’s attention again.
“Whisky sour.” Sarawat said without waiting for Ohm to greet them, no time for formalities. Ohm nodded and made the drink immediately. As he was handing it to Sarawat, he made a show of dropping it all over Tine’s white shirt.
“Fuck!” Tine yelled, causing a few people to look over at them. “You ruined my shirt!”
“I’m sorry!” Sarawat said and tried wiping at it with a napkin. Tine scoffed, “Don’t bother, I’m going to clean up and I better not see you again.” Tine walked away toward the bathroom, leaving Sarawat there with a few people throwing him sympathy glances.
Tine enters the bathroom and walks to the sink. The stain isn’t that bad so he doesn’t even bother with it. The makeup on his face is covering up his eyebags from the lack of sleep he got over this case. Chat was a vampire who leads innocent humans into the VIP area to woo them then when they get dizzy enough, he goes in for the kill.
One of his former security was human, and couldn’t stand to see him do it every Friday, and decided to give GMM intel. Unfortunately, he also turned up dead about a week later, Chat not taking too well to snitches.
Tine shook his head and unbuttoned the first three buttons on his shirt for good measure, it’s game time.
He exited the bathroom and bumped into Chat himself, Tine had to hold back his smirk, it was almost too easy.
“Hello darling.” Chat smiled at him, his eyes immediately raking his chest, making Tine shiver, and not in the good way.
“Hi, can I help you with something?” Tine asked innocently, a small smile on his face.
“I’m sure you can, I’m Chat, you are..?”
“Win.” Tine lied.
“Win.” Chat said, trying it out in his mouth, deciding that he liked it. “Would you like to join me in the VIP lounge? I must say I’ve had my eye on you all night. I saw you with that man earlier, shame he spilled a drink on you, but lucky for me I suppose.”
Tine smiled at him. “I would love to join you.” He said, taking Chat’s outstretched hand.
“Good answer.” He replied, and led Tine over to his area. It was slightly hidden with curtains but if you were at the right angle you could see everything. Security easily let them through, not evening sparing a second glance at Tine; as far as they were concerned he was just another pawn to Chat.
Tine sat down and Chat was all over him, with a hand on his thigh, Chat whispered in his ear. “You know, there’s just something about you Win, that makes me want you.” Tine suddenly started to feel a little lightheaded.
Chat was releasing his special aroma that all vampires had. They use it to attract mates and in this case, lure people in. Focus, Tine said in his head.
“Oh yeah, what is that exactly?” He asked, leaning toward Chat-- a bit dangerous but he had to sell it.
“Everything about you, your body, your smile, your smell.” Chat sniffed Tine’s neck. Okay, very dangerous. “You’re going to be my best snack.”
Tine’s eyes flicked over to the entrance as the curtains fell closed. He had to act fast. “Well that’s a shame.” He said, which caused Chat to smirk.
“And why is that?”
“I’m afraid I’m going to have to be a nuisance.” Chat didn’t even have a chance to respond as grunts were heard outside the curtains. The split second he turned his head, Tine used kick Chat to the ground. Chat rolled over expertly as Tine got up and pulled out his taser.
“You’re surrounded, there's no point in fighting.” Tine said easily, just as Sarawat came in, the rest of the team following behind.
“Hunters.” Chat sneered, bearing his fangs. Unexpectedly, he lunged at Tine, causing his taser to fall out of his hands as they wrestled on the ground. Sarawat was on them in a second kicking Chat in the side, climbing on top of him and punching him.
“You’re like me.” Chat managed to spit out. “You’re working against your own kind for some humans?”
Sarawat scoffed. “I’m nothing like you.” He said before throwing the final punch and shooting his taser at Chat and knocking him out.
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Chat and his team were apprehended and taken to Cell Block D as soon as Tine and co got back to headquarters, but before he could turn the corner Chat yelled back to them.
“You all may work to lock us up, but don’t forget you’re still working with a filthy vampire like me. Good luck when your pet decides he’s tired of listening to humans.”
Sarawat stiffened but walked away, choosing not to meet his team’s eye and brushing past Dim who had come to welcome them back.
“You could at least acknowledge me.” Dim yelled after him, but Sarawat just continued to leave and disappeared around the corner.
Sarawat had always been like that, Tine pondered. He saved little room to have actual conversations with people and when he did it was always about work. Then he would leave at the end of the night and not even say goodbye. It always threw the new people off, but the team was used to it. Sarawat was Sarawat.
Dim sighed and faced the rest of them.
“Good work tonight everyone, thanks for taking one for the team Tine. Everyone needs to finish up their paperwork on Monday but for now go home and get some rest. We have a new case, and it’s…” Dim paused. “A big one, but we’ll discuss it Monday. Go home, and shower, you all smell.” And with that he bowed and went to his office.
“Gosh, we finally finish this case and immediately get a new one, does anyone have a heart around here?” Phuak complained and Fong hit his shoulder.
“Be grateful you get missions after the screw up from last time.” Fong scolded. Phuak winced.
“Come on, it was an accident! We caught him still didn’t we?” He reasoned.
Earn rolled her eyes, “You shouldn’t have taken your eyes off of him in the first place.” The group had started to walk out of the building.
“We all have those moments.” Ohm defended Phuak.
“You were with him! It was as much your fault as it was his!” Fong said.
“All semantics.” Ohm threw his hands in the air and the group laughed. It was nice to be able to joke around after a grueling case. Tine let out a deep breath as the night air hit them. They all said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.
Tine lingered for a moment until everyone had driven away and said, “How long are you going to just stand there?”
On cue, Sarawat walked out of the shadows and stood a few feet from Tine. Silence followed until Tine broke it, trying to remain nonchalant, “Nobody believes what Chat said at the end there, just by the way.” Sarawat scoffed.
“Then why did no one say anything?” He muttered and Tine winced.
“Oh wow, you’re actually replying for once.” Tine said pettily and Sarawat rolled his eyes. “But you got me there, really, no one thinks you’re going to turn on us. We’re a team, we trust each other, right?”
Sarawat stood silent. The night air blew again and Tine shivered. Sarawat shrugged off his coat and threw it at him, hitting Tine in the face.
“You need it more than I do.” Was all he said. Right, cause vampires don’t get cold, Tine thought. He shrugged on the jacket and by the time he looked back up, Sarawat was gone.
Tine made his way into his car and the smell on Sarawat’s coat finally reached his nose, it smelled like vanilla. Tine started his car and began the twenty minute drive home, trying not to let his mind think about their dance in the club, the way Sarawat’s hands felt on his waist, his breath on his ear and now, the jacket on his shoulders and the way Sarawat’s lips would feel on his.
Tine needed sleep.