I wrote this for the amazing JamzyJamz who wrote the marvelous piece known as 'My Black Dahlia'. I bring to you this blood bath called 'Blood Type' that will feature many elements of the supernatural, mostly vampires themselves. I hope that it's okay but I'm unsure of it myself. Hopefully, this will satisfy JamzyJamz. X3.

I haven't written anything in Codiasi in a long time and I do have that one Codiasi story on hiatus but I don't know what to do with it.

Blood Type
Rated: +18 – angst
Summary: Cody Rhodes had one fear in his life. Blood. He'd spent all of his life trying to avoid it. Now, his boyfriend, Ted, is a vampire. Can we see the problem here? Slash Cody/Ted.
Genre: Romance/Angst

Chapter One

"We can ride if you wanna ride, later/We can dance if you wanna dance, baby/I don't care if you gotta man, save it/Keep standing by my side 'cuz you know your mine…" ~Deuce from Hollywood Undead, 'Deucedotcom'

Ted's POV

He was mine.

Soft brown hair, turquoise eyes anyone could melt into, healthy tan skin…mine.

And no one else's.

My hemophobic little butterfly.

You won't fly away from me…

It was the scream that had awoken me from my sleep.

"Cody?"

I spun to face the usually tanned face getting paler by the second as droplets of sweat fell from his forehead, turquoise eyes burning with horror and defeat as I leaned down to lift his chin and I saw fear.

"What's wrong, buddy?"

"Teddy, there's blood."

I sighed as he pointed towards the corner of the room where a tiny amount of blood was huddled and I picked up a tissue to clean it. Cody absolutely despised blood, was afraid of it more than ever, and I had to make sure that I wouldn't scare him in my next feeding. I, Ted DiBiase, was not human, and I didn't know if it showed or not but I was a vampire.

Spare me the psycho labels, okay?

I was as normal as humans could be, but the only thing was that I fed on human blood. And those stereotypes about vampires not being able to go out in sunlight and got destroyed by a stake going through my heart—those made me laugh. I was born this way, not turned by any crazed vampire, and those notions about it being 'cool' were insane because for that reason only I couldn't truly kiss Cody. It was just a peck at the cheek even if I had been with him for a long time—I kept lying about not wanting to be physical with my Cody. It was quite the opposite.

I would hold him down, touch him, fuck him, kiss him, and do whatever I want with him, if I was human.

But my damn vampire teeth would leave marks and he might've bleed and the same way with kisses, I never truly kissed my little butterfly. If I did, then I'd rip off have of his face. And with that reaction at the sight of so little blood, I was horrified what his reaction would be if he saw me feed once or twice. I only brought my preys here when I needed to and last night, I truly needed to bring them around here since in fact, she was a prostitute. A beautiful one in fact but her blood was even prettier.

I lifted Cody's face and he smiled weakly at me before I helped him stand up, our bodies almost falling on top of each other but I managed to keep him balanced as I ran my hand down his arm and his hyped up energy was back as he pushed me onto the couch and jumped on me, giggling. "My hero, Teddy!"

"Coddles, 'I watched as he planted kisses all over my face while I pushed him off of me, 'come on, you have to eat."

"Yeah, being scared to death sure builds up an appetite."

I walked towards the kitchen to my house and pulled out a box of cereal and two bowls. "We need to head out to the plane around ten today," but it was nice being at home for once. I loved the scent of my house, I loved everything about it—my memories were here and since ever I divorced Kristen, Cody gladly slept here with me. I just adored the way his face looked when he fell asleep, so peaceful, as if nothing in the world could ever hurt my little butterfly.

I put down the box and Cody spilled half of it in his bowl before standing up to get sugar and pouring it so it was a mixture of sugar mostly and cereal. I laughed as I sat down and took my bowl, filling it up with contents of the cereal while Cody ate his as quickly as he could have. Sometimes, I wondered if he was a human being himself. I felt sluggish and tired, as I do in sunlight. I wasn't 'afraid' of it but I liked sleeping in sunlight. The rays of sunlight touched my skin warmly—that made me want to slumber so bad, the colors were vivid yet I adored the night more.

The peace. The serenity.

Cody was the opposite. He was a morning person and a hyper one in fact. Bold with everything he did, hyper and if anyone would ask him to do a dance in a strip club, he would, complete with the stripper—as if I would allow anyone else's eyes to be set on my butterfly but if I did, he would. He loved his body and the way he made it sway when he danced, it was irresistible.

Cody finished faster and jumped up, 'when are we going to meet Randy today?"

"I think around lunch time, he wants us to be in shape, which you're doing quite well, Coddles."

Cody never changed. His weight never changed, his face never changed, his body never changed no matter how much he ate. He was so active that it didn't matter. Even standing up, he had to bounce around and hug me, his warm skin against my colder one. After I was done, I stood up and watched as Cody ran out. I laughed before joining in the young brunette.

"Hey, Cody…um…"

How was I supposed to tell him that I wanted him to get some therapy for his hemophobia? I wanted to touch him. I wanted to show him just how much I loved him and I could never do that.

Cody stopped and walked towards me, hugging me and giggling before moving away, 'yes, Teddy?"

"Um…I want…" with my voice, his face dropped. He knew this was serious and I sat down and he sat down with me, our eyes trying to meet anything but each other's faces as I tried to find our words, 'you know it's unhealthy…to be afraid of blood, right, baby?"

"I can't help it, Teddybear!"

I touched Cody's shoulder but Cody pushed my hand away. His eyes filled with dread as I sighed and tried to find a few words to try and convince him to get help. "Look, I want to help you…"

"I don't need help!"

"Yes, yes, you do, baby."

"Don't you love me anymore, Teddy?" and that was what made the silence stir between us as I cupped Cody's face, making both of our eyes look straight at each other and I saw the desolation that was all too clear in his eyes.

"Listen, Cody, I do love you…it's—"

"You're lying. You don't touch me. You don't kiss me. You don't even hug me sometimes…am I disgusting?"

Those words hit me like a pang as I realized how much he'd been paying attention as he turned away and I watched him as he walked inside but I couldn't help myself as I followed him, saying his name to catch his attention, a soft "Cody" following a louder "Coddles" but he didn't even look at me and when he walked in our room, pulling out his clothing, I realized exactly what he was doing. "You're leaving me, aren't you?"

"I feel so unloved around you, Teddy…and it's only for a little while. I'm not going anywhere. I just need time to think." Cody said, his eyes burning with sadness as he pulled his clothing into the trolley that he used when we traveled and he pulled it after him, my eyes set on his back, the perfect grace of his body—

"Cody."

This time, he did stop.

"What?" his voice was softer now.

"Why?" it was a simple question but it fell out of my lips quickly. "Why are you so afraid of blood?"

"I don't fucking know, Ted!" I knew that he knew. I could see it in his eyes, he knew… but he didn't want to tell me that and he spun on his heel, ready to walk off but I held onto his arm and nibbled on his ear as softly as I could've, trying to make sure that it didn't hurt him and it was proven to be a challenge.

"Ted…"

"Stay."

"No."

Cody was about to move away even more but I let my hand move towards his side, and my eyes locked with his once more before I kissed him and it was even harder than trying to bite his ears without tearing them off but Cody seemed to like the roughness because he was pressing closer towards me. Cody's hands went towards my pants, trying to unbuckle them but I pulled him off.

"No, Coddles."

"But Teddy, why not?"

I didn't respond. What could I have said?

"It's because I'm disgusting is what. I know that's the only reason you hate touching me, isn't it? It's because you don't even care! You never even loved me to stop loving me, isn't it true, Ted?" Cody knew that he was more physical and I would've been, but I couldn't be. How I wish I could tell him everything right fucking now, the reasons for not being too physical, the blood all around but he was making it too hard for me to do so.

"I love you, Cody."

"Liar." Cody spun around his heel, dragging his trolley behind him and I watched him leave. But I knew I'd find him later on. His scent was too intoxicating to forget and I knew I would not let my butterfly go so damn easily. He didn't want me this way then I'd show him how much I love him—the hard way. I hated to do this, butterfly, but I have no other choice now, do I?

Me and Cody? We'd play a game. A very nice game that I was very good at. And in the end, he'd know—

That he was mine and no one else's.

For Jamzy.

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