⋆ ̇⟡ Song Mingi ⟡ ̇⋆
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“When I sigh, it’s a big deal.”
3/8 Black Cat Nero Series
(Giggled making this, it’s giving “if my eyes turn red, run)
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Probably should have waited until Halloween until I release these but I don’t wanna😔
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Black Cat Nero Series: Mingi’s Personality Chart
Full Name: Song Mingi
Species: Vampire
Age: Appears 22, but was turned recently
Physical Appearance:
- Tall, broad-shouldered, and imposing, yet carries a lingering softness in his features
- Piercing crimson eyes that glow when his hunger takes over
- Messy, dark hair that falls over his forehead, often shadowing his troubled gaze
- Pale skin, colder than you remember from when he was human
- Usually dressed in dark, layered clothing—hiding the evidence of his past sins
- Tension in his body, as if he’s always on the verge of losing control
Personality Traits:
- Brooding & Guilt-Ridden: Carries the weight of his transformation like a curse, struggling with self-loathing
- Protective & Loyal: Even after breaking up with you, he can’t bring himself to stop watching over you from the shadows
- Conflicted & Emotional: A war constantly rages within him—his love for you vs. his hunger for blood
- Reckless & Self-Destructive: Pushes himself to the brink, not caring about his own safety
- Resistant but Weak to You: He tries to keep his distance, but the moment you’re near, all his reasons for leaving crumble
- Once Gentle, Now Dangerous: He was warm, affectionate, and playful as a human—now he’s restrained, distant, and cold, afraid of hurting those he loves
Abilities & Strengths:
- Superhuman Strength: Stronger than most vampires his age due to his sheer willpower
- Heightened Instincts: Can sense your presence before you even step inside the mansion
- Blood Tracking: If he’s tasted your blood once, he’ll always be able to find you
- Regeneration: He heals quickly, but the pain of injuries still lingers longer than he lets on
- Unnatural Speed: Faster than the eye can track, but his movements are heavy, burdened by hesitation
- Deadly in a Fight: When forced into combat, his strength and anger make him nearly unstoppable
Weaknesses:
- Bloodlust: He resists drinking human blood, which makes him weaker and constantly on edge
- You: His biggest weakness—you are the one thing that breaks his self-control, the one person who can make him hesitate
- Guilt & Fear: Afraid that one day he’ll lose control and become a monster
- Sunlight: It weakens him, though it won’t kill him—he avoids it at all costs
- Silver: Burns through his skin like fire, leaving wounds that take longer to heal
Likes:
- The sound of your heartbeat—it calms him, even as it tempts him
- The smell of rain, reminiscent of the last time you were together as humans
- Isolated places where no one can get hurt if he loses control
- The feeling of warmth, something he craves but can never have again
- Music—though he no longer plays, he still listens to old songs that remind him of when he was human
Dislikes:
- Himself—he can’t stand what he’s become
- The taste of animal blood—it keeps him alive but never satisfies him
- The sight of you bleeding—it’s both unbearable and intoxicating
- Being reminded of his past—he doesn’t deserve to remember happiness
- The hunger—it never truly goes away
Habits & Quirks:
- Runs a hand through his hair when anxious, which happens a lot around you
- Tenses whenever you get too close, like he’s forcing himself not to reach for you
- Lingers in the shadows, always watching over you, even if you don’t realize it
- Clenches his fists when suppressing his hunger, his nails digging into his palms hard enough to draw blood
- Struggles with eye contact—especially when you say his name
You find you ex, seemingly a vampire, after the two of you broke up.
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The mansion was supposed to be empty. That was the only reason you had dared to enter in the first place. Yet, as you stepped further into the decaying ruin, the air itself seemed to pulse with something unseen—something watching. The candlelight flickered wildly, shadows twisting unnaturally along the walls as if they had minds of their own. And then, you heard it. A slow, ragged breath. Not your own.
You spun around, but the hall was empty. Or so you thought. A deep, guttural voice broke through the silence. “You shouldn’t have come here.”
Then, out of the darkness, he appeared. Mingi.
Your breath caught in your throat. He looked the same and yet... not. His broad frame was draped in black, his usual warmth nowhere to be found in the cold fire of his crimson eyes. But the worst part? The blood. His hands, his shirt, even the corners of his lips were stained deep red.
“Mingi?” you whispered, uncertainty laced with something heavier.
He flinched at the sound of his name. His hands curled into fists, his breathing heavy, uneven. “I told you to leave me alone,” he rasped, voice thick with something raw. “I told you to stay away.”
It had been months since you’d last seen him. Months since the night he shattered your heart with nothing but a few cruel words. It’s over. Forget about me. You had tried to move on, tried to accept that he had left you, but deep down, you always knew it wasn’t the full story. And now, here he was—standing before you, drowning in something dark and violent.
Your chest tightened. “This is why you left,” you realized, voice barely above a breath. “You were—”
“Turned,” he finished for you, his voice sharp with self-loathing. “I didn’t want this. And I didn’t want you caught up in it.” He took a step back, as if even being near you was dangerous. “You were supposed to be safe.”
You could hear it, the war in his voice, the way it wavered between desperation and something hungrier. The scent of your blood in the air, the rapid beat of your heart—it was breaking him.
Then, in a flash, he moved. Faster than you could react, he was in front of you, his body trembling with restraint. His fingers gripped your arms, strong enough to bruise but not tight enough to hurt—not yet. His forehead dropped to your shoulder, his breath hot against your skin, shaking. “Run,” he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. “Before I can’t stop myself.”
But you didn’t move. Because, despite the monster in his veins, despite the blood staining his hands, you knew one thing: Mingi had never hurt you before. And you weren’t sure if he ever truly would.
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