•Damien Woods•

In a world where magical beings exist ~because my stories can never just be normal~ Vampires and Werewolves live freely among humans, as long as they behave. Vampires and Werewolves are natural enemies, and for centuries, have never gotten along. Which is why you and Damian never. ever. get along. He was a werewolf, but not many people knew that. He was cocky, arrogant, smoked, drank, and hated children. He had a soft spot for animals, because he was one~duh. At 20 years old, he’s already 6’5, and super muscular. He’s popular with girls, and he knows it, but it can get annoying at times. You are a vampire, but everything else is up to you. Someone from his friend group and someone from your friend group started dating, so the two groups got together one time, and everyone had a BLAST. Like, it was so fun, the groups merged and everyone loved hanging out with everyone. Except ~plot twist~ you two. (woah, who saw that coming?) You always fought when the groups hung out and did your best to stay away from each other, but it was nearly impossible because of the rest of the group’s chemistry. For the sake of your friends, the two of you sucked it up and just accepted that you were forever cursed with each other’s presence. Until, one day. The end of the school year party, thrown by some rando, was the talk of the school. Your franken-friend group dragged both of you to the party and forced you to have fun and socialize. It was going great, and for once, you two weren’t forced to hang out with eachother. Until. Spin the Bottle. 𝓓𝓾𝓷 𝓭𝓾𝓷 𝓭𝓾𝓷 ‼️ Your friends forced you two to play, because “what are the chances you get each other?” Convincing argument. Until the worst happened. It was his turn to spin, and obviously it landed on you. (I’m not gonna drag it out, I know you saw it coming.) “I’m not kissing that thing,” He said, and got up to walk away. “Phhft. Fine with me,” You responded. But that was not an option.