Forever (Marshall Lee x Reader)

The picture is of your studio loft apartment

The young man standing before you was about your age so eighteen, at the most nineteen. He had thick, black, messy hair. His eyes were a deep maroon and out of the corner of his mouth popped out some fangs. They weren't particularly long but you could definitely see them. He was wearing a red flannel shirt, blue jeans and navy converse. Hm not bad.

He saw you scanning him and quickly hissed bearing his, now much more prominent fangs.
"Hey what do you think you're looking at?" He smirked.
You were flustered "erm erm not you, not in a mean way, just like not in a creepy way, because you fell on me, and it's just human instinct... Sorry." woah you thought. Smooth.
"Human, hey, I haven't tasted human in a while."
You snarled, as you shapeshifted into a vampire. "I'm not human" you said changing into a wolf princess, " I can be" changed into a fire elemental, "whatever I want!"
The vampire guy looked you up and down as if he were considering options. He extended his hand toward you. "Marshall Lee Abadeer, Vampire King and Heir to the Nightosphere, at your service." he winked at the end. Mentally facepalming you extended your hand and shook his.
" (Y/F/N). Shapeshifter. Currently not in service," you replied sarcastically.
He smiled, "Well (Y/N) why did you get kicked out?"
"Shapeshifted into a scorpion and stung a dude in there. You?"
"Bro, I'm a vampire, the security guy saw my fangs and just threw me out here. Sorry for hitting you by the way."
"No problem."
For a moment the two made eye contact. 'Cool chick,' thought Marshall. He liked (Y/N). Her sarcasm was impeccable and she seemed to have a great sense of humour. He even felt a warm feeling in his stomach, this was rare and only a few people in his life made him feel this way.
(Y/N) smiled as she grew her wings and flew off towards her house. Marshall Lee. She hoped she'd see him again, he seemed like a cool guy.
When (Y/N) arrived at her house she was hit by a wave of exhaustion. Her watch said it was 12:00pm. Strange not usually tired at this time.

You threw your bag onto your sofa. Plonking yourself down, you switched on the television. (F/TVshow) was playing and you couldn't help but watch. As the TV glared, you couldn't help but wonder if you'll ever see the vampire again. You picked up a small faux leather bound book and began to write inside.
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Dear Diary,
Today when I went to this party, I met a guy named Marshall Lee. Since my friends went, I can't help but feel alone. I don't want to be anymore. I hope I see Marshall again. I need a friend.
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Meanwhile Marshall Lee was sitting, well floating on his sofa. He flew up to his bedroom and sat at his desk. He picked up a book and began to write inside.

Dear Diary,
Today when I went to this party, I met a girl called (Y/N). Since my friends went, I can't help but feel alone. I don't want to be anymore. I hope I see (Y/N) again. I need a friend.