No Guardian Angel | Jjk

No Guardian Angel | jjk

pairing: The Crow!Jungkook + g/n reader

word count: 3.1k

genre: thriller, dark romance, angst, some fluff sprinkled on top

warnings: VIOLENCE, mild gore, blood mentions, profanity, kidnapping, harassment, death, description of a corpse (sorry if i missed anything)

— synopsis: “Sometimes, love is stronger than death.” ~ The Crow: City of Angels. At first, Jungkook only wanted revenge, nothing more. But now, your love is something he wants just as much.

With a gasp of air, his mouth is blocked by the plastic of a trash bag. It’s so dark that he’s not even sure if his eyes are really open, but it doesn’t stop him from trying to find the air that just won’t make it to his lungs. Frantically, he starts to struggle against the ropes that dig into his numb flesh. He can hear the ropes strain as he tries to move until the tell-tale snap makes him freeze. He wasn’t anticipating waking up in an overly humid garbage bag, but he really didn’t think he could’ve ripped the tough rope that kept his limbs glued to his body.

However, it’s only a short moment before he rushes to tear at the plastic that surrounds him. He pulls it apart and fumbles to get it off of his head. Although his lungs harshly constricted, he regrets the first breath when all he’s met with is a godawful smell. With a grimace, he roughly yanks off the rest of the rope and plastic that makes a mummy of him.

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Lovely Demons (M)

Author: @kpopfanfictrash as part of the Nightmare on Tumblr.com collab with @underthejoon , @bratkook​ , @hobidreams​ , @junghelioseok​ , @jungkxook​ and @suga-kookiemonster​ 

Creative Contributor: @baebae-goodnight FOR THIS MOODBOARD LIKE. look at it. 

Pairing: Jimin / Reader (female)

Genre:  Fantasy / Enemies to Lovers / Princes of Hell!AU / Witch!AU

Word Count: 41,774

Rating/Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, dirty talk, oral (female), condom-less sex (with mention of other protection), breast play. 

Graphic injuries occur to main characters throughout the story. There are action/fight scenes.

Summary:   As penance for a crime committed long, long ago, the Witch Council banished you to the feared Tholoss forest. Your sentence was one hundred thousand days of solitude – or death, whichever came first. Your only hope of salvation comes from the demon names routinely sent your way; creatures who escape the inner circles of Hell and pose a threat to the mortal realms. For each demon you kill, days are removed from your sentence. For years you’ve existed, biding your time, until one morning you receive a name which throws your entire world into chaos: the name of Park Jimin, High Prince of Hell himself.

[[ Lovely Demons Glossary ]] 

[[ Cross-Posted to Wattpad ]]

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summer nights and morning dew | jjk

“Look, I don’t care. You can’t trust people, and we need to protect what’s ours, okay? So do us all a favor and take off those rose-colored glasses.”

Hoseok huffs, standing from the log and staring into the now smoldering fire. “You’re one to talk,” he mutters. “As if we don’t know where you go every night.”

Jeongguk blinks in surprise. “Wh—what?”

But Hoseok is already on his way to his cabin for the night, and whatever he mumbles, it’s unintelligible.

pairing: alpha werewolf!jk x f knitter!reader

genre: FLUFF, a grain of angst, sorta oldentimes cottagecore au lol

word count: 11k

warnings: like 1 use of ‘fuck’ but there’s also some nudity because werewolves shifting, otherwise, this is incredibly sweet

rating: like… PG

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author’s note: so… this is honestly one of my favorite fics i’ve written in a long while 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and i really hope you guys like it too <3<3

August 

“No, look, we need to constantly be on guard, and frankly, expect the worst. Do you realize how much we lost on that one elk?!” Jeongguk questions, angrier than he usually lets himself become.

Hoseok sighs quietly, throwing a small stick into whatever’s left of the fire.

“Huh?”

“Yes,” he finally answers reluctantly.

“So what did we lose, exactly?”

“Money.”

But Jeongguk doesn’t let go so easily. Not when the recent mistakes have cost so much, already.

Hoseok meets the unwavering, waiting gaze of his alpha, sighing once more and sitting up straighter on the log. “If we’d managed to protect him until sexual maturity, then the herd would’ve had a chance to grow further. Which would’ve meant that we’d have more elk meat to sell in the coming years.”

“Right. But you let those wolves through, why?” Jeongguk pushes because he needs Hoseok to get it.

“Because he found one of them hot,” Yoongi comments, an underlying teasing tone to his voice.

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Happy summertime!!!

Finally, summer is upon us and we here at Bangtan Fic Archive are ready to kick back and relax by the beach with some nice fanfics to enjoy! Summer is all about relaxing, enjoying time with friends and family with an outdoor cookout, playing in the ocean or pool, and don’t forget the heat.

What better way to kick-off the summer season than with a list of some of our favorite summer fanfics for you to enjoy by the pool!

Kim Namjoon

Beach of Secrets by @luvlyjooniex | fluff |

Kim Seokjin

Summer Sun by @bangtanloverboys | fluff |

Joining Him On In The SOOP by @blu-joons | fluff |

Jung Hoseok

When The Sun Meets The Sea by @readyplayerhobi | fluff |

Apricate by @readyplayerhobi |fluff | smut |

Jeon Jeongguk

At the End of the Day by @starshapedkookie | romance | smut |

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Just A Taste | PJM

✽ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

✽ Genre: Vampire Au, angst, smut, tiny bit of humor

✽ Rated: S for Sweet

✽ Warnings: blood depictions, Jimin nearly jumps y/n, talk about death, Jimin is starving, y/n is seriously the best ride or die, brief mentions of pregnancy talk, fingering, unprotected sex, biting, terrible depictions of blood loss (I’m not a doctor but just go with it), lots of crying (she sad y’all), prepare for the angstttt

✽ Word Count: 17.2k

✽ Summary: They said having a relationship with a human wasn’t a good idea, but Jimin liked you too much to ever let that get in the way. Your relationship was beautiful, yes you didn’t know that small important detail about him being a bloodthirsty vampire, but he had it under control. That’s at least what he thought, he never would have predicted a drought….

✽ Now Playing…: Candy by Doja Cat

✽ Author’s Note: Another idea I had been wanting to write for a long time~ Happy birthday Jimin and Happy Halloween! Bonus at the enddddd ;)

No reposting, modifying. Translating is not allowed unless given explicit permission. Thank you so much :D

Jimin’s feet dragged along the dull carpeted floor of his apartment building. The weight of his ongoing stress has finally piled up and become too much to bear. Work was exhausting and the worst issue of all was the hunger that has just been getting worse. He can’t even go home anymore without fear and anxiety of something happening.

This drought had gone on for longer than anyone could have expected. Being around a human right now was dangerous, yet every night he comes back home to you. His everything. He was just so hungry.

He would never do anything to you despite the strong pull of his instincts to just sink his teeth into that pretty neck of yours. He knew you would taste so sweet, your blood rich with life. Not that he was thinking about it or anything… But he would never touch you. This drought was just putting him between a rock and a hard place.

Jimin thought back to it, when his group was told the news.

Despite the myths, no vampire would ever be able to go ‘vegan.’ Animal blood did not contain the same life force that matched with their own. You could drink an entire cow and it wouldn’t do shit. It was just gross and you’re the fool who decided to drink cow blood.

That did make things a bit more complicated.

Luckily the issue was solved already. Some smart people of his kind decided to make a company that hosts blood drives. The blood mostly goes to where it’s intended but a few packets might also be what is keeping his kind alive. It was a full proof system and has been running smoothly ever since Jimin’s been alive.

The problem was the storm that was currently affecting the entire country. A terrible few weeks of bad weather was enough to drive even the most loyal donors away and leave a major shortage. The storms also brought the issue of delivery, the trucks that brought their rations needed to delay their voyage because the weather outside was just that bad.

In turn it left his entire area without any new supplies coming in until the storm clears up, which according to the weather, they haven’t even made it through the worst of it.

He had just come from a meeting with his group in order to plan on how they’re going to get through this. They had spares, enough to thinly ration for the next few days, but not nearly enough to satisfy the lustrous hunger for more.

Jimin could hardly get through work anymore. He really should have considered a better career, but at the time it seemed like the right idea. He was a doctor and the occasional phlebotomist when he’d volunteer for the blood drive. Again, in hindsight it was a terrible idea, but normally he wasn’t starving.

As the days went on it was harder and harder to control himself. The urge to just pounce a human and take what he needed was so great at this point it was scary. There were so many risks being this hungry, he could only hope that Namjoon could figure out a way to get their rations as soon as possible.

Jimin finally made it to the front of the white wood paneled door, the shiny gold numbers reading 612 let him know this was his. He’s fine, he can do this.

You’re the love of his life, no need to be scared.

He got out his key and pushed open to reveal the lovely apartment you both have made your own. You were planning on moving soon, already having a house in mind and have briefly spoken with a realtor. Jimin even had a ring. You weren’t his wife yet but he had every intention of marrying you. The only real reason why he hadn’t popped the question yet was because he hadn’t told you one small detail…

Jimin continued into the apartment, already hearing the shower water running. He smiled at the thought of you inside.

“Jagi?” He called out, setting his keys on the table.

“Oh! Jimin, you’re home!” Your sweet voice immediately brought a smile to the man’s face.

“After what feels like an eternity somehow I made it back…” He stripped off his jacket to reveal the signature white doctor coat.

“Hard day at work?“ You questioned. If only you knew the extent of it… How he nearly had his teeth sunken into one of his patients because they came in needing stitches, a gash that most would wince at had him nearly drooling.

“Yeah, you could say that. I’m exhausted…” He was happy being home. Home with you was salvation, here he didn’t feel like the monster that he knew he was. Sometimes he would forget the unorthodox craving he had. With you he felt normal, he felt human.

Jimin heard you hum slightly and that made him realize how clear you could hear him considering the shower was running.

He peeked his head around the corner to see a towel was wrapped around your form, your leg propped up on the side of the tub and a razor in the other hand.

You seemed to notice him immediately because your head quickly turned so you were looking down the hallway. You shied when you saw his gaze.

“Sorry, you kinda caught me at a weird moment…”

This was anything but weird to him, if anything his heart was warm knowing you were so comfortable to leave the door open. “Don’t worry— did you just get out?” He hoped you would say no.

“I was just about to get in~” Jimin silently cheered to himself. “Would you mind if I join you when you’re ready?”

You noticed the flirty smile on his face. You knew that’s not all he had planned. You didn’t mind though, you didn’t mind at all.

“I’m almost done, start stripping— all I need is like 3 minutes.” You called out. He went a little further down the hallway, his hands in his coat pockets, a fond smile as he leaned against a wall.

It didn’t take you long for you to notice his gaze.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” You giggled, already a light blush starting to settle on your cheeks.

Jimin’s heart was full, sometimes it was hard to believe how much he loved you. “I just wanted to say how much I lo—“

“Shit!” You cursed softly to yourself.

He immediately picked it up. His eyes trained on the blood that trickled down your leg, the scent heavenly. If this was any other day, he would just store this memory deep down that would sometimes resurface when he craved to taste you. But he was fucking starving, the rationale he normally possessed was gone. No longer could he seem to overcome the desire that haunted him everyday, but he was looking at it right in the eyes.

He couldn’t escape. His senses were heightened, he could hear the blood pumping through your veins, he could almost taste how sweet you’d be on his tongue. Jimin felt the fangs he normally was able to conceal, emerge quickly, waiting for him to sink his teeth into his prey.

By now you had managed to grab a towel, it was only a small cut, but it still managed to bleed slightly. You didn’t think too much of it until, in your peripheral vision, you saw Jimin staring at you wide eyed.

He looked like he’d seen a ghost.

“Jimin, you ok?” You asked hesitantly, slightly worried. You were shocked when you were about to make your way closer and he bolted away.

Fuck fuck fuck, he knew he had more somewhere. Some fucking where. He ran to the fridge, heading straight for where he kept his emergency reserves. It was a harsh reminder when he quickly scurried through the items, to remember that he took out his reserves for his group.

All he saw was red, a craving so uncontrollable it turned him into a monster.

It didn’t take long for you to catch up to find Jimin hastily digging through the fridge like he was a raccoon.

This was bad.

“Jimin?!” You cried out at the sight.

He could still smell it, he could smell you. How much he wanted to taste. You shouldn’t have come closer. What remained of Jimin wanted to tell you to run, to get away from him, but he couldn’t. The only thing you were now was his prey. He was starving and there you were right in front of him.

Jimin turned around and you nearly collapsed at the sight. No longer was it your sweet faced boyfriend, but he looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Fangs protruded from his mouth, his eyes were red, and he was looking at you like you were…

Food.

“Jimin….” Your voice was weak, barely above a whisper.

Your boyfriend— or whatever this thing was charged at you. Your legs were wobbly from shock and you didn’t make it far, only the front door before you were paralyzed with fear.

He quickly had you caged in with his arms. You were trapped, cornered, nowhere to go. It was over.

He could feel how scared you were, your heart beating out of control— in all honestly made the thought even more alluring. All he wanted was his teeth in your neck as he took what he wanted.

So good, he knew, he could smell how good you’d taste.

Jimin would have honestly given into his craving if he hadn’t come back enough to realize your begging and pleas for him to stop. It all came back, it was you y/n… and he was…

You were shaking, you were so scared… of him.

His frenzied state subsided and he released you. You instantly sunk to the floor, the tears finallying spilling over and you just bawled.

Jimin felt himself choking up, the consequences of his actions settling in. He really was about to…

“Y/n… I… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to… I—I’m sorry…” The words weren’t enough for you who probably didn’t even hear him, but they certainly weren’t enough for himself. Nothing could make up for what he did. Nothing.

His group always warned him about getting in a relationship with a human, he loved you too much to give it up, but now look. He was about to…

Jimin couldn’t stand to be in here anymore. He grabbed his coat and ran out the apartment, even then the temptations he had been feeling still lingered.

How could he face you again?

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Jimin sat there with a beer in hand, hunched over at the bar. In a haste to get away, fearing what he might do to any more innocents he ran to the only place he knew he wouldn’t do any harm.

The hangout. The place his group resides. They were far away from society, the risk of anyone finding this place slim to none. Out here they could be themselves without the prying eyes of humans.

Jimin took another long swig of his beer. Tears had begun to stain his face and collect on the counter below. He had ruined the most beautiful thing that could come out of his miserable life.

He was trying his best to convince himself this was out of his control. Who could have predicted you would suddenly cut yourself with your razor? It was just unfortunate that he was standing right there and that he was starving.

But that’s the issue. He couldn’t control himself.

He was this close to sinking his teeth into your neck and in his crazed state he doubted, no, he’s sure he wouldn’t have been able to stop, at least until you were lifeless on the floor.

This wasn’t just one of those things that he could push behind him. You likely never wanted to see him again, and even if in some weird alternate dimension you actually did, the risk of an incident like that happening again was too great.

He loved you too much to put you through that again.

They were right.

Suddenly he heard the door open. Jimin turned around to reveal Yoongi and Jungkook. What were they doing here?

He saw Jungkook reach over for the light switch and as the lights illuminated their hangout, the shock on their faces when they saw Jimin at the bar.

“Hyung? What are you doing back here?” Jungkook questioned. Jimin tried to wipe the tears before they got any closer.

“Uh— what are you guys doing here?” His voice was shaky, he could hardly keep it together.

“Jungkook forgot his phone. I came with him to get some papers for Namjoon. Now what about you?” He wasn’t paying attention to anything, they knew it too, his quiet sobs becoming more and more obvious.

“Hey are you ok?” Yoongi asked hesitantly.

“I— uh… I—“ But none of that worked at the end of the day. His voice was too shaky and tears still continued to stream down his face. It didn’t take long for him to just completely break down right in front of them.

The two looked at each other concerned before running over to his side. “Jimin what happened?” Yoongi tried to ask in between the sobs. Whatever it was, it clearly got to him. They’ve never seen Jimin like this before.

The pair were unsure of how to exactly go about this, but they sat on top of the bar stools next to him and comforted him the best they could. Jungkook gently massaged his back and Yoongi somewhere in between called the others to tell them to come over for more reinforcement.

By the time Jimin was able to calm down just for a fraction of a second the rest of the group was here, all waiting for an explanation.

“You were right.” Jimin suddenly said, his head was on Taehyung’s lap, he had been gently stroking his hair.

“Jimin, please tell us what happened.” Namjoon said from the couch across from where he was sitting. Some of the guys had started tearing up as well, everyone was so anxious to find out what’s got him this upset.

“I nearly killed her.” This surely was a way to get everyone’s attention.

“Jimin what did you do…?” Yoongi asked, extremely concerned.

“She cut herself with a razor… I was this close to doing it.” He started getting choked up again.

The others started filling in the clues.

“Is this about y/n?” Seokjin finally asked. Tears started streaming down his face, letting everyone know that it was you.

“Ok, Jimin I’m sorry, but you’re gonna have to tell us exactly what happened. This is obviously hard for you, but I worry whatever happened might be an issue for the whole group.” Hoseok said seriously concerned.

Yes he knew that. It’s what made this whole situation even worse. Not only did he nearly harm you, but the other most important people in his life, he might have also put them at risk.

Jimin sat up knowing this was going to be a difficult conversation. “I don’t know what happened. I just got back from our meeting earlier, I was tired and hungry but I didn’t think it was that bad. The minute it happened… I—I couldn’t even think straight. Nothing happened but she saw me— the real me.”

There was some relief in the fact that no harm came to you. It’s not like they were close to you, only having met on a few occasions, but a body is the last thing that their group needs right now.

“I don’t want to be that person but I told you so—“ Yoongi started but a swift hit from Namjoon was enough to shut him up. Too late, enough was said, the damage was done.

“Jimin, it's not your fault. You’ve managed well after all these years, you know that it’s because of the drought,” Namjoon reassured. He was right in some ways, the drought putting you at great risk because of your relationship.

If it was as simple as that he would just try and stay away until the drought passes and they start getting regular shipments again. He would have done that before anything happened if it was that simple.

“But I haven’t. This is the first time something like this has happened, but I’ve wanted to do it long before that. I’ve thought about it, dreamt about it, and now it happened and I—...” He was getting emotional again. “The last thing I want to do is hurt her but I don’t know how long I could keep fitting my urges. It’s hurting me and even though she doesn’t know it, it’s hurting her.” The answer seemed so clear when he spoke it out like this, but his heart still ached at the thought.

“I don’t want this to happen again. She deserves someone who doesn’t think about her like I do.”

The boys were honestly a bit shocked at his revelation. When Jimin first announced the relationship to the group there was much opposition from everyone. Not just from the boys from within their group, but in the vampiric world word travels fast, especially when it concerns something like that. Despite all the warnings he got, Jimin persisted and moved past them all. He didn't care and even though the boys were worried, especially after he told them that he wasn’t going to tell you about who he really was. They were hesitant, but they saw how happy he was.

They could hardly go through one meeting before he was talking about you. It was a bit much, but the boys couldn’t deny he was in love. After a while, they honestly thought he was somehow going to make this work.

“What are you saying…?” Tae asked.

“I’m saying, after what happened today, as much as I want to be with her, I don’t think it’s safe to continue the relationship.” Everyone gasped with shock. He was already making it clear, but hearing him say it out loud made it real.

“You sure that’s what you want hyung?” Jungkook wondered, everyone wondered.

“No, not at all. But in order to keep her safe I have to.” Jimin was trying his best to stay strong. He tried to convince himself this is what’s best, but all he wanted to do was run back home to you.

Suddenly he remembered the ring that’s buried deep in his drawer. You wouldn’t have said yes anyway. He could have never asked you to make a commitment like that without knowing what he really was and seeing you after what happened… He was never going to hear from you again after that.

“So what’s next?”

Jimin thought about it. “I have to tell her, at least explain what happened, that’s only fair.”

“Yeah what if she thought you were possessed or something.” Another slap from Hoseok to Seokjin, the comment being a little too insensitive right now.

“Hopefully we make it through this drought and then I’ll do it.” It was a way of stalling. He could always text you, that’s honestly what he’ll probably have to do. But he didn't want to break up with you over text. He didn’t want to break up with you at all, this just gave him an excuse to delay the inevitable.

“That is, if we make it through this drought…” Jungkook sighed.

“You can stay with me if you want, until you get your stuff and you find a place.” Hoseok offered. Jimin silently thanked him before Namjoon started getting everyone’s attention.

“I rushed out of a meeting with other groups. It’s not looking good at all as far as when they think they’ll be able to send the next shipment out here…” He saw everyone’s faces drop at the news.

“The storms should be ending soon, but the issue is the shortage that’s happened because of it. They’re prioritizing bigger cities that have more Vampires, it doesn’t look like we’re going to be getting anything any time soon.”

“What are we going to do then?! Do they expect us to just wait?!!!” Hoseok asked. It’s not just Jimin who has been hungry, but everyone here has been suffering. They were already getting stretched thin, the rations they had weren’t enough to make it through the end of the week.

“Some of the more… out there groups plan on moving to humans. I have no idea when the next shipment might be coming so… in order to survive I suggest we think about it.” They were hardly alive as it is, but knowing Namjoon, the one who’s always been against the thought of going after humans, was considering the option made everything seem even more scary. They were really in desperate times.

“I know you guys know I normally hate that idea, but again, it might be our only option. Everyone here is already so hungry, after what we have runs out I don’t think we’ll be able to make it very long. We could wait but I’m worried that would put us in a bad place. Either we’re too weak to go out and get blood ourselves and we starve, or we end up going berserk, leading to possible casualties.”

“Isn’t what you’re saying also leading to casualties?”

“It might but at least right now we have a chance of not killing them. I don’t want to speak up for you guys because this is a personal decision, but I can’t bring myself to go after the humans. I don’t care how starved I am, I will wait. At the meeting they said there will be an update on the next locations of shipments in a few days. I’m crossing my fingers that we’re on the list.”

“If not…”

Namjoon just smiled. “Let’s not say that, but I will do what I must. If you guys want to, I won't stop you if you choose to go after a human. Desperate times come for desperate measures so I won’t judge and I hope no one else in this room does either.”

The rest of the members looked around at each other.

“If you’re choosing to wait then I can wait a little while longer…” Jungkook trailed off. It’s what everyone else agreed with. They will tough it out the best they can, but afterward they might just do what they have to.

Jimin though was silent throughout the conversation. It was just in the fact he made the decision to break up with you (he’s almost sure that’s what you would have said anyway), but unlike everyone else Jimin didn’t have the time like the rest of them did. It might just be in Jimin’s nature to be too caring than he knows he should be, but Jimin for the past week had given his rations to the rest of the members.

They would always be complaining about how hungry they were and he just couldn’t stand seeing them that way. He voluntarily gave up some of them in order to keep the others happy. They didn’t know that of course, he would always make the excuse that he was fine despite their protest. The conversation made him realize just how hungry he was. He had been stretching it thin for a while now… he might lose it if he doesn’t do something soon. Jimin had hoped that by now they would be getting their supply again, but his luck did not go in his favor.

Then again, he could always go after some human right after this meeting, but after today… Seeing the terror you experienced with his own eyes made the thought of going after anyone else despicable. He couldn’t do that..

After some time he made the plan. He couldn’t go after anyone else, not after today. He was going to wait like the rest of the boys but there was no until. He would wait until the end if he had to.

His mind drifted back to you. He couldn’t help but think about being with you right now. You were always there when things would get stressful. He was going to miss you…

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The next few days were harder than he thought possible. He was fighting two battles at once. First the boys had reached their limit— their rations had run out the day before and everyone was starting to lose it. They had really stretched themselves thin with making it that far, they had been starving for weeks now, but at this point it was starting to become unbearable.

The boys made a pact not to leave their little hang out in the woods unless they needed to, scared what might happen if they went back into the city. It was scary, seeing those he was closest to go through this pain. It hurt him even more than what he was experiencing. By now some of the other guys started to get suspicious of his condition. All of them were displaying signs of malnutrition but Jimin looked 10x worse than the others. They had questioned him but Jimin shooed away their worries. He just hadn’t figured out a way to tell them yet.

If that wasn’t bad enough, you had started calling him. It started the day after the whole fiasco back at the apartment, but you were persistent and made it a point to call him a couple times each day. If he wasn’t in the situation he was in he would have picked up the very first time, he was shocked by the fact that you were calling him at all. Part of him was expecting you to tell him to get his stuff out of the apartment or something that was meant to show you were done with him, another reason he couldn’t bring himself to pick up the phone.

After a while you gave up calling and texted him.

[Jimin, please come over. We need to talk.]

Your text was a bit ominous but he was once again surprised you actually wanted to see him again. At first, knowing his condition, he was a bit hesitant to see you again. He might pounce you without the need to draw any blood this time. But as hours then a few days passed, he got to the point where he feared he wouldn’t be able to see you again.

He was weak— extremely. He wouldn’t be able to do anything even if he wanted to. At the very least he wanted to give you an explanation before he couldn’t anymore. So he texted you back one day and told you he was coming to the apartment later that day.

Jimin told the others where he was going, just in case… He couldn’t drive anymore but Hoseok still had enough strength to give him a ride. They both put on all the thickest coats, hats, and sunglasses they could find and started making their way there.

Normally the rumor about sunlight burning them was just that, a rumor, but a starving vampire was a different story. They were sensitive to everything, lights included. It wouldn’t necessarily kill them but it did hurt, a lot. They left later in the day, enough where the sun wasn’t shining as bright, but all the street lamps and neon lights of corner stores and restaurants weren’t on yet.

Luckily it was winter so no one would judge them too much.

It was much relief when they pulled up to your apartment building.

“You think you can make it up by yourself?” Hoseok asked as he parked.

Jimin nodded.

“Do you want me to wait out here for you?”

“No you’re fine… I’ll call you when I’m ready…” Jimin was about to push open the door when he felt Hoseok’s hand on his shoulder. He looked back to find a worried expression on his features.

“Are you fine though? I mean going back here, you’re not worried something might happen?”

Jimin smiled weakly. “Nothing will happen… I’ll make sure of it.”

He noticed he was still worried but he didn’t say anything as Jimin got out of the car.

“Thank you hyung.” Was the last thing he said before closing the door.

Jimin stared up at the apartment building, seeing the lights were on in your place. “Your place…” the words hurt to even just think. He couldn’t deny he was feeling mixed emotions being back here. In truth he was a bit worried about coming back when he’s like this. He was weak but a starving vampire will always find a way, even if they don’t want to…

That and you’re likely about to end the relationship and especially now, he wasn’t ready to handle that. Part of him honestly regretted coming back at all, but he couldn’t deny the other side was happy to see you again. He missed you.

Jimin had to climb the stairs, the elevator in your apartment down at the worst time possible. Jimin could hardly make it, he was out of breath by the time he made it halfway up the first flight. As he was sitting there trying to catch his breath an elderly couple started coming up the staircase. Jimin tried to quickly turn away, realizing he looked probably sketchy.

“Young man, are you alright?” The lady questioned, clearly concerned. He didn’t blame her.

Jimin just nodded. He could see them look at each other wearily before locking arms and passing him. They probably just came from dinner, a delicious smell wafting off as they passed by… or maybe he was just hungry.

“Should we call the police?”

“Honey, aren’t you being rash?!”

“Did you see him, what if he’s a burglar?!”

He heard the whispers continue as they trekked up the stairs. Great, now he’s got people thinking he’s some sort of criminal. He needed to get out of here… After many breaks, willpower, and thoughts about giving up, he somehow made it to the sixth floor without getting arrested.

He had to cling to the wall as he walked down the hallway toward the door. ‘612’ just like the night he was here last.

Out of habit he reached in his pocket for the keys, but even when he found them, he found himself bringing his hand out with nothing. Instead he just knocked. He was now a stranger in his own home.

‘It’s better this way…’ He tried to tell himself. It definitely didn’t feel like it.

It wasn’t long before he heard the locks being turned and your face popped out from behind the door. Immediately he regretted coming here, he couldn’t face you like this…

“Jimin?” You questioned, making him realize he was still wearing his cover up stuff, he even put on a mask before coming here.

“Yeah… it’s me.” You immediately could tell something was off.

“Are you ok? Don’t tell me it’s snowing again…” You turned around to the window, almost sure it was clear skies. As much as he wanted to talk to you, standing like this was becoming exhausting.

You immediately picked up on this. “Jimin, seriously what’s going…” You looked down the hall, making sure none of your neighbors were lingering outside. “I have so many questions.” You made sure to keep your voice down.

“Can—Can I sit down? I’m sorry, you probably don’t want me in there but—“ He didn’t even need to finish before you were wrapping an arm around him and guiding him over to the couch. Even in his state he was shocked you helped him.

You sat him down gently, now extremely concerned seeing he could hardly stand. You sat down on the chair beside it.

He noticed the distance.

“Jimin, please talk to me… what’s happening to you?”

Jimin stared at you. He could sense you were conflicted.

This wasn’t the way he wanted you to find out. He always knew he would need to tell you one day. Maybe he would have buttered you up, taken you to that fancy place you always wanted to go to. A couple of bottles of wine and he would slowly hint toward it before dropping the bomb on you. You would take it easy in the perfect scenario.

He had already told you most things that would come in the way of your relationship, mainly surrounding the big kids question. You were fine with it all when he gave you an answer at the time… in his perfect scenario when he told you the reasoning you would be understanding and despite the shock, would come to love him and realize he’s still the same guy before he told you.

It all worked out and you lived happily ever after.

In reality this went the worst possible direction he could have imagined. Before he considered the worst being, instead of accepting you would run in the other direction (a reality that he believed to be the likely outcome), but now here you are past what he considered rock bottom. He was dying, you were estranged (he’s almost sure), that mess that happened a few days ago. It was worse than what he could have imagined.

If you look at it on the bright side, it couldn’t get much worse than what it is now.

Jimin took off his hat, his sunglasses, mask, and gloves were next. The lights that were on in the apartment luckily were dim enough to not do too much damage, but the look on your face completely distracted him from any burning he felt.

You were shocked. When he took off his glasses you immediately noticed the dark circles around his eyes and with the mask gone, you could see how pale he had become. He hardly looked alive anymore.

You ignored your brain telling you to be cautious and moved over to the couch you had sat him on, your hands ghosted over his skin, eyes getting slightly teary seeing him in this state. He looked at you with pleading eyes as your hand caressed his cheek. He was so cold.

“Jimin… what…” You could hardly get it out. Even after what happened a few days ago, none of this seemed real.

“This isn’t how I wanted you to find out…” His voice was soft.

“Jimin…”

“I just want to say before everything… about the other day… I don’t think there are enough words I could say to apologize for what happened. There was a reason, but even that doesn’t seem to make up for the fact that it happened at all. I just want you to know I never ever wanted to hurt you.” He paid close attention to your facial expressions. He was a bit surprised to find your sympathetic gaze never faltered.

“Jimin, you still didn’t answer… I don’t understand… what’s happened to you?” You were growing increasingly worried in the fact he was avoiding the question.

This was the moment.

“I—... I… I’m a vampire.” Saying it out loud had his heart speeding up. He was waiting for you to laugh, or scream, or something… Instead you continued to look concerned.

“So I was right, huh…” You said absentmindedly, it was like the news didn’t shock you whatsoever.

“You’re not surprised?” He questioned, your reaction definitely not being what he expected.

“After what happened a few days ago, I did some research. I thought maybe that might be the answer… Did it happen recently? Is that what’s happening to you?” For some reason the fact that you weren’t horrified by the news made him feel strange, a loud reminder he shouldn’t be this close to you right now… It was starting to make him have those thoughts again.

“No… it’s not, and no… I’ve been this way long before you met me.” Now this was what it took to finally get you to react. Your eyes stared at him as he was sure you were processing this information in your head.

For some reason after your research you had come up with the whole story in your head. Your boyfriend had gotten jumped one night by vampires who bit him and he had hidden the fact from you because he didn’t want you worried. What happened a few days ago was the ‘big transformation’… This is what happens when you use wiki articles for the bases of your research, but you figured the sudden change was just him coming into fruition.

If that’s not what happened then…

“I have so many questions Jimin, but if you’re telling me that this wasn’t recent… that isn’t telling me what’s going on with you right now. I’ve never seen you like this.” You are getting even more worried now.

Jimin sighed, but gave you a weak smile. He really didn’t know how to tell you this.

“Usually… um usually I’m kept fed by a company. Because of the storms that have been happening, the people who would typically donate haven’t been able to… there’s a major shortage that’s happening. This has been happening for a few weeks now, I— um it’s the reason for what happened and also why I’m here now, why I look this way…”

You already knew the news wasn’t going to be good. His condition, the way he’s been avoiding this answer… You already knew.

“Jimin what’s happening…?” Your voice was stern, waiting for the bad news. You weren’t even fazed by any of the other information, too focused on the fact that you knew whatever he was going to say next wasn’t going to be good.

“It’s not looking good when the next shipment might be coming in. My group— my friends they’re hoping to wait it out, we’re hoping we might be next, but for me I... “ Jimin took a deep breath, this information was hard for him to digest as well.

“I don’t have much time left… “ He tried to smile but voice was weak. Your heart nearly stopped at his words. “I came by to apologize for what happened the last time I was here, but also to say goodbye.” You were crying now.

“There— There isn’t anything you could do?” You bawled.

Jimin hated seeing you like this, that look in your eye. All he could wonder was why you were so concerned. Didn’t you remember what happened? He was a monster who deserved this fate. It was his punishment for the dark thoughts that would echo in his mind long before he was deprived.

How could after all you’ve been through together, how could he think about that…Even now he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Everytime he was buried deep inside you, your walls wrapped tightly around him. The pleasure would have him thinking about chasing for more. Sometimes your neck would be right there, it would be so easy to sink his teeth into you. In the moment, you, your warm body right next to his, he could hear your heart pounding, the blood rushing through your veins. Gosh, to say that the incident was the closest he had come from doing would be the biggest lie. Yes it was the first time he went all monster like that, but fuck.

The amount of times his fangs have popped out whenever you’ve had sex is embarrassing. You would think he had just been turned. It was embarrassing but he knew it was because it was you.

The first time he nearly exposed himself was your first time having sex together. You had just been making out, but your sweet perfume had his mind spirialing, the taste of you all he could think about as he kissed you harder. His fangs quickly started coming in, he had to make up some dumb excuse about needing to stop so he could run to the bathroom to calm himself down. That hardly worked, when he got back it was the first time he was inside you and almost as soon as he got inside they were back and he was staring at your neck the whole time.

Luckily he had it enough together that nothing happened but if anyone had been watching, Jimin looked like a crazed vampire ready to sink his teeth into his neck prey. But you were so much more than that…

He could never, no matter how much he wanted to. That was the problem, he wanted to. The last thing he wanted was for him to lose it and do something to you. That could never happen.

Maybe if he told you all this you wouldn’t be crying. You would see him as the monster he knew he was.

“Some are considering going after humans. After what happened a few days ago, I can’t bring myself to do it… I’d rather starve than hurt anyone.” It was true. He couldn’t put you through that and others weren’t an exception. As agonizing as he felt, he couldn’t make anyone else look at him that way again.

“What?!” Now you just seemed upset. “There’s a way to avoid this and you’re not taking it?”

This was even more surprising. “I’m shocked you still care? Don’t you remember what happened the other day?!” Jimin was also getting frustrated. You should be terrified of him, there is no sympathy for people like him. Cursed to live a life tiptoeing along the edge of life and death. Beings like him only bring despair on humanity, dragging them down into the abyss that is their world.

His harsh words had the tears streaming down your face and your eyes wide. “You’re shocked I care?” You got up from your seat on the couch and started pacing. He’s seen this look before, you were furious. After a few minutes of you trying to calm yourself down you turned toward him.

“Ok… ok… I admit, what happened a few days ago was scary. I was confused and then you just ran out the door. I debated about calling you, but…” You pointed to the pictures that lined the walls. “I couldn’t just throw away our 5 years together for something I didn’t understand. I wanted to talk to you, to understand what happened that day. 5 years Jimin. We’ve been together for 5 years, no matter what I’m not throwing that away.”

Jimin couldn’t even face you anymore, his own eyes now glazed over. “One day doesn’t erase 5 years, so yeah, I still care about you.” It was obvious it hurt you just from him thinking that was a possibility.

“I can’t fucking lose you Jimin…” Your gaze returned back to sympathetic, but your voice was still shaky. Your words nearly had his heart breaking into two.

He chuckled before turning away again. “You wouldn’t be saying that if you knew more…”

You sat back down on the couch. “Well tell me. Explain to me Park Jimin what could be so horrible about you that I shouldn’t be thinking you have a right to live—“

“I could have fucking killed you, you know?”

“But you didn’t—“

“But I could have— but I wanted to.” He looked at you, wanting the words to have an impact, they sure did on himself. It was true, it was all true.

“The woman I’ve spent the last 5 years with, who’s made me happier than I thought I could ever be in this miserable life— how could I think that about you?” The tears were finally spilling from his own eyes.

“Even now… I— I wanna taste you, I have no shame, don’t I?” He tried to laugh off but you saw the way his gaze traveled to your neck. His words had your heart speeding up.

“And… why didn’t you?” Your voice was soft.

Jimin lifted his hand so he cupped your jaw. You stared at his watery eyes as he moved his hand to lift up your chin.

“You would be so sweet. I knew that the first time we met. Something like that would be hard to stop, don’t you think?” His gaze fell back down to your throat.

“I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you.” His heart was heavy and so was yours.

You wrapped your arms around Jimin, not caring about the consequence this could have. You didn’t care at all. Right now all you were focused on was the fact that Jimin had to go through this relationship with this heavy weight on his shoulders.

In an instant you regretted any fear you possessed before he walked through the door. At the end of the day this was still your Jimin.

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

After he told you that you needed to take a break. This wasn’t at all what you pictured when he came over. You had just wanted answers to questions, but what you got was the news your boyfriend was dying and the fact that he was carrying this burden throughout your entire relationship. It was more than you bargained for.

The tears by now had dried but left your face red, puffy, and your face still noticeable damp. Your arms were wrapped tightly around Jimin, your face buried in his many layers of coats. The lights were now shut off, the curtains closed, the only light being provided by the few candles you lit up.

Jimin had told you about how lights burned when he was like this. He tried to joke about it and say that he was just baking a bit, but it backfired and only made you more worried.

But now, it was silent. You had so many thoughts and questions you were battling in your mind. You were worried, worried that this was really going to be it. It was one of the reasons he was still here.

You couldn’t let him go knowing that it would likely be the last time you ever saw him. The thought alone that these could be your final moments had your grip tight around him.

You couldn’t let him go. You just couldn’t say goodbye.

It hurt worse than you ever thought breaking up would feel like. It wasn’t like he was going to live his life with someone else, he was going to feel and experience without you, but it was the end of the road. There would be no chance of running into him on the streets, his arm around another woman, but you would never see him again.

No. No. No. You couldn’t—

“Y/n?” Jimin’s sweet voice cut through your spiraling thoughts. You looked up to realize you had started crying again, your eyes filled with tears.

His face fell realizing you were crying. His hand hastily came up to wipe your face.

“Please don’t cry, shit, this is for the best ok?” He tried to smile and reassure but his voice was shaky and even with only the dim light coming from the candles you could see his eyes were watery.

“No it’s not, how could you say that?” You sobbed.

“You know I love you, right?” He pulled you in closer.

“Jimi—“

“The conversation’s gotten so sad again… Ask me a question.” He tried to change the subject. You were still upset. “Cmon, I’m sure you have questions. Wasn’t that the whole reason you invited me over?”

“Yes, but why does any of that matter now?” You grumbled. It didn’t. Any answers you had would be useless without Jimin in your life.

“I don’t like seeing you this way. It’s too sad in here. It feels like I’m at my own funeral.” Another joke that just really wasn’t working in this situation. He realized that immediately when he felt the gentle slap on his arm.

“Cmoonnnn, ask me something~” He tried to plead but you never said anything. The truth is your mind had been drawing a blank of the mental list of questions you made since the minute he walked in. You forgot everything now.

“Alright I’ll start then.” Jimin finally said after the silence continued to pass.

“Seriously Jimin—”

“Question one that I knew you wanted to ask the minute I told you I’ve been this way since before the start of our relationship— What happened? Who turned you? Were you turned?” Jimin looked at you to see you were shocked. In truth he was right. You had forgotten, but you were curious what happened to him.

He was just happy to see you looked intrigued. Anything to take your mind off of what was happening.

“In truth nothing happened to me. No one turned me. I’ve been like this since I was born.” He smiled when he saw the look of shock on your face. It was definitely the right question to start with. You were in.

“Wait… what how?”

“Same as everything else in this world. My parents are vampires so… put two and two together you get a vampire me.”

“Wait ‘are’… Jimin, I thought you said your parents were dead?”

Jimin sighed realizing that was another lie in the relationship. “That’s not entirely true.”

Now you were even more intrigued.

“They’re still here, it’s just… I didn’t want to risk you asking to come over. They aren’t the most approving of our relationship and that puts you in danger. A house full of vampires isn’t exactly the wet dream twilight paints it to be.” You would have laughed at that if this was any other day.

“But yep, I don’t know what being human feels like. I never have. In some cases I consider myself lucky in the fact I don’t need to look back and say I’ve missed anything. This way of life is the only thing I know. I do get jealous sometimes, what it’d be like to not have to worry about hurting anyone or going haywire at the sight of the smallest drop of blood.” He was trying to smile but you tell this is something he would think about.

You hugged him tighter.

“Wait but… I thought you said you couldn’t have kids.” You asked to quickly change the subject.

“It’s still true. I just can’t have kids with you or humans for that matter. The pregnancy wouldn’t go right unless I turned you. I never want to do that…”

“What would happen?”

“It would most likely result in a stillbirth. I wouldn’t want to put you through that so it was just easier to explain I just can’t have kids.” The subject was tricky. It had been the reason for the first major fight in your relationship.

You had been put in charge of watching your sister’s kids for the day and Jimin saw the way you would light up when you were with them. In some other world he saw a future with kids of your own running around the place. You would be a great mother, he knew that.

It was after they left that Jimin finally told you about how he couldn’t have kids. You could tell it had been eating away at him because he started suggesting that you would be better off with someone else. Let’s just say that didn’t go over well, a big argument about how you didn’t care and Jimin said you would be better off with someone who could give you what you want.

But in the end Jimin was all you cared about, not a make believe future that you knew wasn’t possible.

“Uh anyway… next question. I know what you’re thinking. Does that mean you’re like a million years old?” He hastily changed the subject, silence had followed for two long as a result of both of you dwelling on the past.

“To that my answer is no, not even close. I’m the age you think I am. Truth be told, there's really no benefits to being a vampire. I’m not immortal, I might live slightly longer than what humans do, but you won’t find vampires that are like 500 years old or something. I don’t really have any special powers, besides being slightly faster and stronger than the average human. All in all, I wouldn’t necessarily say anything I can do would be labeled as supernatural, just slightly better than average.”

You nodded taking in the information.

“If we had more time we could have grown old together.” He said suddenly, another grave reminder of the limited time he had left. No you couldn’t do this.

“Jimin, I have a question.” You said and he turned to you eager to hear what you wanted to ask.

“Why do you need blood?”

“Ah yes, how could I forget that one.” He smiled trying to come back from that moment.

“Being a vampire is like living on borrowed time. It’s a disease, a curse. It’s like the world telling you, you shouldn’t exist. Blood gives us all we need to continue to live, the life force that we don’t produce on our own, blood from humans keeps us going. It’s not necessarily the blood we crave but the life that it brings with it. That’s why without it…” Jimin gestured to himself. “We start looking like we’re walking corpses.” Again, another ill tasted joke.

His words were beautiful and made you that much more sad realizing what he’s had to deal with.

“I only need the answer to one more question…” You asked as a tear rolled down your cheek.

“What’s that?”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Your voice started to shake again.

Jimin’s face fell but his sweet smile returned quickly.

“Telling someone they’re a vampire doesn’t always go well. I wanted to tell you but the thought about losing you made it hard. I was in a bad place. I couldn’t tell you from the beginning because you would have probably ended the relationship before it hardly began, but then as time passed the thought about telling you and you leaving me after everything… I couldn’t. I was going to tell you someday but… yeah… I hope you understand.” He could hardly finish before you were planting a kiss on his lips, leaving him dumbstruck.

“I’ll always be with you. Don’t forget that ok…”

Jimin pulled you back in for a kiss, this one lasting a lot longer than the first. His hand came up to cup your cheek and before you knew it the tears were back.

He pulled away and rested his head onto yours.

“I love you…”

“I love you too…”

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

You had a plan. The answers came to you as soon as he fell asleep.

You couldn’t just sit here and do nothing. The thought of him leaving (he was insistent that he needed to leave) and you just sitting here and letting him die, that didn’t sit right at all with you.

You were going to do everything it takes to let him live. Everything it takes.

The answer was so clear you had to wiggle your way out of his grasp so you could close the door to your room and just laugh. It was you, you were the answer.

He didn’t want to hurt anyone else. You were going to let him do anything he needed to.

The answer was clear but you still ended up pondering if this was the right choice. Jimin had practically spent the whole evening trying to convince you how he was somehow not worth saving. Was this really the best option? In the fact that he wasn’t confident to go after other people, the fact he was adamant that if he tried anything it could result in something bad happening. This could end up being a suicide mission.

But at the end of the day that didn’t matter. He was still your boyfriend, vampire or not and you were going to do whatever it takes to make sure he lives a long and happy life. Even if that means at your own expense.

The issue then became how were you going to convince him to save himself when he was so adamant on just letting him die.

You were going to need to be persuasive and after 5 years together you knew the best ways to push his buttons to get him to do it.

You knew exactly what you were going to do. Hopefully it works the way you’re thinking it might, if not you were going to get a knife and do it yourself if you have to. You weren’t going to lose him, not today, not ever.

You had moved to the room in order to make sure you didn’t disturb him while he slept but also because you were starting to notice he was looking worse than when he came the day before. It hurt you too much to see him like that.

So when you heard shuffling outside you knew it was time to put your plan into action. It was now or never.

You came out to find him sitting up on the couch, obviously trying to scramble and find his stuff in the dark.

“Jimin, you’re up?” You asked hesitantly coming up behind him. You placed your hand on his shoulders making him turn around. You had changed your outfit— shorts and a simple sweater. Nothing out of the ordinary because you didn’t want to scare him away, but you knew he liked when you wore things like this. You didn’t miss the way his eyes trailed up your legs and landed on your gaze.

“I—I need to go…” He quickly turned back around to look for his stuff.

So long to gently moving into it. You went around the couch so you were facing him. Before you gave him much time to acknowledge the fact that you had moved, you quickly got on top of his lap.

His eyes trailed up to meet yours.

“Y/n… what are you doing?” His voice was soft. You could tell something was up.

“I don’t understand why you have to leave so soon. Can’t you stay longer?” You whined as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He looked panicked almost by your advances.

His hands came up to grab your hips. “Y/n please… get up I—” You turned to drastic measures not wanting to take any chances of you missing your opportunity. You pulled your sweater arm down so more of your neck and collarbone was exposed.

You saw his gaze lock onto your neck. A gaze you were oddly familiar with. You’ve seen this before, you knew it. Before you were unable to place it but now it was all so clear. You knew what he wanted.

“I’m not kidding y/n, you’re gonna make me—“

“I’m trying to save your life, that’s what I’m making you do.” You said softly, brushing his hair behind his ear.

Jimin changed his gaze to look you right in the eyes. He hated being as weak as he was right now. Here you were offering yourself on a silver platter and as tempting as he was, he couldn’t do that to you.

“Cmon, I know you thought about it. I’ve seen that look in your eye before. You told me too, remember? You told me how sweet I’d taste.” You felt his grip on your waist tighten.

“Y/n…”

“Please… it’s alright, you can have a taste~” You tried pushing him closer to your neck, but he resisted.

“I can’t… don’t wanna hurt you— I—“ His eyes were back on your neck. You were getting to him.

“Jimin.” You cupped your hands around his face. “I trust you.”

“Y/n you shouldn’t—“

“I trust you ok. Whatever happens, happens alright? I’m not going to sit here and let you die. You’re gonna live.” You looked him right in the eyes.

Silence passed for a little while longer before you saw a tear roll down his cheek.

“You’re running out of time. Run please… get far away from me…” He pleaded. You didn’t move whatsoever.

“I’m not leaving you. Not now, not ever. I love you too much to walk away. I’m fine with whatever happens, I trust you.” You kissed his cheek and slowly made your way to his lips. You felt his hesitancy, but it didn’t take long before he was kissing you back. Hard. He was urgent. Hands quickly coming up and gentle groping following soon after. It made your head spin. It had been so long you nearly forgot how every time you’d kiss like this you would be knocked off your feet.

You also didn’t expect when he pulled you closer for something to be nudging your thigh. You broke the kiss and was surprised when he looked at you. His eyes were the same red from that day, before he blinked and they returned back to the usual chocolate brown you were used to.

Whatever you were doing was working, not the way you intended but it was working.

You smirked. “So this gets you off, huh?” You began to rock your hips slowly, you got an immediate reaction. This just gave you more to work with.

“Fuck, what are you doing?! I’m not kidding.” His words were telling you one thing but his grip around your waist had you pushing to continue.

In truth, your plan had already started working even before you were aware of it. All night his dreams were plagued with thoughts about you. Last night, when you kissed him, how much he wanted to move to your neck and take the blood he craved. In his dream he did, he did that and a lot more.

He was hoping to leave without you noticing because he didn’t think he could say goodbye but it was also in the fact he feared what would happen if he did see you. He was at a point now where he hardly had any self control left. He was scared, scared he might do something he would regret and here comes you…

You didn’t say anything and picked up your pace slightly.

“Y/n seriously… I…” You got him. You saw the way his gaze fell to your neck. Now here’s where you start putting things into motion.

“Did you imagine this, me offering myself to you like this?” You said softly. The thought alone had Jimin’s head falling back, trying to control every urge he had to jump you right now.

“You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“You did, didn’t you?” Jimin couldn’t even look at you anymore. If this was any other time he would have easily thrown you off him and gotten the hell out of here. This wasn’t any other day though, he was weak and it didn’t matter how much he knew it was wrong, you were right. He had been thinking about this for a long time.

Jimin nearly lost it when you started peppering kisses along his neck, you stopped and sucked lightly at the spot you knew was sensitive. He could have cried with how good it felt.

“Just think about it, now’s your opportunity. Do it Jimin, it’s ok.” You said in between kisses.

“I—I don’t wanna hurt you…” He pleaded.

“Just think about how sweet I’d taste, didn’t you tell me that? Fuck, come on, please want you baby.” Jimin groaned. He could have cum from just that alone, he almost did with how badly he wanted to taste you…

“You would taste so good…” He was delirious at this point. You were pushing him past reasoning. He couldn’t think straight anymore.

He stared at your skin, right there. He always imagined sinking his teeth right in that spot between your shoulder and your neck. Fuck, you would taste so good.

He started bucking up into your heat. The friction you had you both moaning out.

He could sense it. Your heart speeding up, the sound of the blood rushing through your body.

“That’s it… cmon, just a taste~” You whispered.

“Y/n run please, fuck get out of here.” He pleaded one last time, but you had made yourself clear, you weren’t letting him leave without putting up a fight.

You sucked harder on that spot you knew got to him. “Please Jimin, want you to taste me. Fuck please do it…” And that was all it took.

Before you knew it suddenly he was picking you up and running toward your bedroom. Couldn’t he hardly stand yesterday?

He threw you on the bed. You could just barely see his eyes had returned to that dark red again.

He climbed on slowly. “Should have fucking listened to me. Should have left when you had the chance.” His gaze had changed. No longer did he look panicked, no this was something different entirely.

“I really don’t want to hurt you, but fuck… need to taste you…” Was the last thing he said before he was ripping your clothes off your body. Not metaphorically, your sweater, shorts, and underwear were in shreds in a matter of seconds.

What have you gotten yourself into?

You were slightly worried. More of a natural human response than you being actually worried. You knew you were doing the right thing but it was a bit worrisome coming into it. He had warned you so much, he had told you to run away, was this really going to end happily ever after?

All that matters is that Jimin’s ok. Nothing else did right now.

He climbed on top of you, his eyes scanning over your body. He was clearly conflicted about proceeding. You didn’t want to give him any time to turn back and you pulled him close into another kiss.

His hands got to work feeling you all over. It’s been so long, so long since he’s been with you like this. He couldn’t do anything before in fear he might do something he’d regret, now look where he is.

He couldn’t think anymore, your body and the red that was passing through your veins his only guide.

“I don’t wanna hurt you…” He said out loud, more to remind himself about who he was with. This was you— gotta stay in control.

“It’s ok…” You sighed reaching for the hem of his shirt to pull over his head.

“Thought about doing this for so long—“ He helped you, his shirt gone in a matter of seconds.

“Y/n I swear, I don’t know whether to kiss you all over or call you stupid.” You giggled at the latter.

“I don’t mind if you do both~” You smiled and he groaned as he pushed himself into you. “Of course you would…” he sighed. What was he gonna do with you..?

“You’re so dumb but I love you… don’t forget that ok.” You couldn’t help but laugh. “I love you too~” The words of sentiment were starting to get to him. In truth, he was only moving this slow to give you every opportunity he could for you to run. But having you like this underneath him had his instincts kicking in.

“Mmmm hate you too, hate you for being dumb, hate that I love you for being dumb.” Jimin pouted. Why couldn’t you just run? You were too nice…

“That’s why you love me~ Aren’t you usually the smart one Dr. Park, it’s our whole dynamic right?” You teased. You knew what bringing his credentials in the bedroom meant. “Someone’s gotta be the dumb one here— look I’m saving your life because of it.” His gaze had locked onto yours as you spoke. It’s like you were trying to get under his skin.

It was working.

“I’m sure you would do the same if the roles were reversed, so I don’t think I’m the only dumb one here.” You didn’t even question it. You knew exactly if your lives had flip flopped Jimin would be here doing the exact same thing. It’s why you knew you had to do this.

His eyes grew a brighter shade of red.

“I love you…” Jimin confessed, the emotions coursing through him only able to be summed up into those three words.

“I love you too~”

“How am I ever going to make this up to you…” He sighed.

“I don’t know, maybe first replacing the clothes you just ripped into shreds. Seriously, like when did you suddenly get all this energy? You could hardly stand yesterday.” You chuckled.

Jimin smiled. “A hungry vampire always finds a way, and I promise. I’ll get you anything you want, I’m sorry.” Your enthusiasm on the fact you believe you’re just gonna walk away from this alright made a sense of hope begin to surface, but also made him that much more terrified. He couldn’t disappoint you. No matter how good you taste he needs to make sure to control himself. No harm will come if he can just do that. Take just enough to make it until the next shipment can arrive. It’s fine, he’ll be fine and you’ll be fine.

His gaze went back to your neck and he could feel his body pushing him to go for it. “Aren’t you gonna go for it?” You asked, realizing where he was looking at.

“Wanna fuck you first…” He sighed, kissing you on the cheek. You were confused.

“I thought we were in a— ohhhhh I forgot that this shit turns you on.”

Jimin sat up and started tugging down his pants. “Very…” he nearly whined.

“Tryna live out your fantasy, huh?”

“You have no idea… thought about this so much.” He gently started kissing down your body. “Is this what you imagined?” You asked, curiosity getting the best of you.

“Not exactly.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I wasn’t dying first of all.” You both laughed. “I would wanna take my time with you. Taste you all over, be close to you, make you mine.” His breath was getting labored just thinking about it. “I’m sorry this isn’t really what I wanted, trying to not move too fast but I uh—“ You had a clock, you understood.

“It’s ok, do what you can~” You reassured. He came back up to kiss you, you smiled and your eyes fluttered closed as his hand started to trail down your body, stopping when he reached your folds.

You nearly lost it when you felt his fingers circling your bud. Oh fuck, you were already soaked. “Is this getting to you too?” He asked and you just whined as he sped up the pace slightly.

All of this was going straight downstairs, seeing you a mess like this had him desperate to finally taste you. Oh he was so close.

He used two fingers and pushed them inside. The minute he did that he felt his whole body react.

You could have cried. He was always so skilled, but something felt different this time. You looked down at him to see him trying to turn away, but you saw it. The fangs poking out.

The last time you remembered seeing them was a completely different experience. You were scared, he was charging at you, they looked a lot more intimidating in your memory. Then again, though he hadn’t opened his mouth very wide, but it eased you to think that they was almost cute in a way~

Jimin just watched you fall apart on his fingers. If he had more willpower he would have made sure to take his time and taste— fuck if he could taste you… But with unsurprising speed at this point, his fangs were out and he was more focused on tasting something else at the moment.

He was so close to losing it, another reason he needed to go slow. He didn’t want a repeat of what happened a few days ago, if that were to happen he would have no chance of making sure you were ok. If he takes it slow he can make sure he’s aware enough to not go too far.

“Oh shi— Jimin please…” You whined. He felt you clench around his fingers and that was the last straw. He couldn’t do this anymore.

He hastily pulled out and moved in between your thighs.

“I wish I could go slower with this but—“ He pressed himself into you, making you moan out. “No, it’s ok. Best to keep it moving…” you responded breathlessly.

He nodded, his attention now going straight to your neck.

Some may ask why the neck is always the spot to go for when a vampire is going after a human, there are so many other parts of the body that would be better. Jimin honestly didn’t have a clue until he met you.

It was intimate. The same sort of intimacy that looking someone in the eyes brings. The connection that it brought was something on another level Jimin had always been told. He had never done this before.

He man’s well be freshly turned by his lack of experience going into this. It made things even more worrisome. What if he wasn’t able to control himself?

But your endless teasing put him in a place unable to fight his craving any longer.

It was too late to turn back now.

“Can’t wait to taste you…” he sighed as he teased his length between your folds. You both whimpered at the feeling, all too excited for him to fill you up.

“Jimin please…” was all you needed to say before he couldn’t take it anymore and pushed himself inside.

Jimin welcomed the feeling your walls wrapped around him, the warmth, your body pulled close to his— it was everything. You were his everything, so beautiful, ready and willing to do anything he wanted.

You were so stupid. So fucking stupid.

You looked him straight in the eyes as he buried himself deeper and deeper, eventually making it in all the way. Jimin had to take a few breaths and wait a second, he could already feel himself slipping and he had barely started.

In a haste to distract himself, he reached over to the nightstand and turned on the lights. The burning back with even greater force thus time, but anything to keep him calm. He also just wanted to see you better. See you fall apart on his cock. You always take him so well, finally getting to taste you, oh just imagine.

On the outside you could see he was struggling, his eyes going from various shades of red as he stared down at you. You took this as an opportunity to run your fingers lightly over his lips. He knew what you wanted.

He opened his mouth slightly, quickly revealing the fangs that had taken the place of both sets of his canines. You examined further, pushing his lip up slightly to get a better look. They were a little longer than what you saw earlier, definitely a few inches in length at least, coming to a fine, sharp point at the tip. Oddly enough though you thought they suited him. It was like you were seeing him properly for the first time in the 5 years of your relationship.

It made you wish even more that he told you sooner.

“Are you scared?” Jimin asked softly once you pulled away. Despite the reds flashing in his eyes, he still held that same concerned look for you that he’s given you since day 1. You nearly fell in love with him all over again.

“A bit, but I like seeing you like this. Finally feels like there’s no more secrets between us.” You smiled. And you saying that was what almost got him to fall in love with you all over again.

You were honest. He knew your heart was beating like crazy, he didn’t need to ask but he wanted to check in. Hearing you say that you liked it though was what really got him. For so long he feared what you might say if you discovered the darker parts of himself. Here you were, pretty much staring in the face of death and you were still saying you liked it after this whole mess.

His instincts, this being a terrible time for heartfelt confessions, started manipulating his love and adoration into pure lust. He wanted your body and the life coursing inside.

He wanted to taste you— no, needed to taste you.

“Fuck… this isn’t going to last long at all… jagi, please relax. I love you.” He tried to smile but your neck was right there, taunting him almost.

You’re gonna taste so good.

You nodded and with that Jimin started gliding his hips, a expermtial pace set at first, giving you some time to get adjusted and Jimin to calm down. He marveled at the way your face scrunched up in pleasure as he began to increase his pace, you looked so beautiful like this.

“Always take my cock so well… Does it feel good?” He praised, the pleasure starting to get to him as well.

“Always fill me up so nice…” You did as he asked. He wants to hear it.

With each stroke the more that animalistic side of him trained onto your neck, your blood, your heart. So much life and he wants it all. You’re gonna taste so good.

The pretty sounds that would escape your lips, so soft, so delicate. Fuck, how were you his? A monster like himself didn’t deserve such an angel. Despite all of that here you were, offering yourself to him, you were his and his alone.

He wanted to mark you, make sure everyone around knew that fact. He hated rushing but his desires had priorities.

He was so close.

The closer he got the more his craving seemed to worsen. It became harder to keep his goal in mind. Just enough, take just enough. He said it over and over to himself but…

You seemed to notice the internal struggle to keep it together and you just pulled him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck and pushing him down to rest right where your neck was.

“It’s ok, it’s ok. Please Jimin…” you moaned. He picked up his pace. You knew he was close.

This new angle was his last straw. So close, trained onto your warmth, the blood flowing through your veins.

His pace faltered.

“Y/n I— I’m sorry…” He hurried, knowing he couldn’t hold back anymore. He saw red.

“I’m so sorry— so sorry I—“

You felt it, his teeth sinking into your skin.

It’s like the world came to a standstill. You cried out at the surprising pleasure that seemed to course through your body and Jimin… what he had pictured all along what this moment would be little seemed too offensive to compare.

He came right in that moment. The taste of your blood being the last thing to push him over the edge. So sweet, so sweet, it was nothing he could have prepared for, that combined with the ecstasy of his orgasm created a concoction of pleasure unlike anything that should be possible.

His parents were right. It was different.

They were some of the few vampires who’ve actually gotten to feed straight from a human. He remembered his dad would always complain about the donations from the company not being the same. The way they described it fueled his fantasy of what it would be like for his entire life. What he had pictured was nothing…

The warmth, the life— so addicting.

His hips moved again, a gentle slow pace being maintained. It was enough for how sensitive he was. He was going to cum again at this point.

Your body, you, he couldn’t have prepared for this.

The more he tasted the more he didn’t want it to end. He wanted to lose himself, lose himself in your body, taste you on his tongue for eternity.

His focus faltered, your soft sighs of pleasure getting quieter and quieter with each second. Despite that you continued to run your hands across his skin, up his back and into his hair.

It was just so good. You were so good.

Just a little longer, he needed more. He can’t let this end he can’t. He couldn’t, he didn't want to. So good, so fucking good. Jimin needed more, it was never enough. Wanted to taste you, everywhere. He’s dreamt about sinking his teeth into your thighs after he was done eating you out. It was sinful to think about there being a next time.

Jimin could feel himself slipping, the slight bit of composure he was able to keep was going faster than he could have imagined. He thought about it, giving into the demon that was tempting him to not stop, to enjoy the life you brought him for as long as possible. It seemed so nice, tasted so nice.

Fuck, he came again.

He didn’t want this to end. Never, he was sure you’d think the same. Part of him was tempted to ask you if that would be fine, but even a second apart from your neck seemed like torture.

He just enjoyed the way you continued to—

Hold up.

By now your hands had fallen to your sides, an eerie stillness about you. Jimin started coming back, the blood thirsty side of him subsiding enough for him to pry himself away.

4 little marks were on your neck and they continued to seep with blood. He couldn’t resist and licked across your skin.

So sweet, so sweet and all for him.

But when the little wounds stopped bleeding, he started coming back even more. Why hadn’t you said anything yet?

“Y/n?” His voice was already starting to come back.

He stared at your face. You were so pretty, pretty face, pretty lips, pretty nose, pretty lashes. Fuck, he loved you. Why weren’t you saying anything?

He felt his stomach drop as the worst of the worse came to mind. No, no, he couldn’t have—

He cupped your cheeks with his hands. Since when did you get this pale?!

“Y/n, y/n fuck please please please wake up!!” Jimin shook you. He could already feel the tears threatening to spill over. You couldn’t even imagine his relief when you hummed softly, your eyes struggling to open.

Jimin just pulled you into his embrace. You were alive, alive but it was obvious he went too far.

“I thought I—“ He sobbed, stroking your hair.

“Don’t cry, it’s ok~” You were quiet and it had Jimin instantly feeling 10x worse knowing he did this to you. “Think I started dozing off there…” You tried to say but Jimin was still a doctor and knew he had gone too far.

Now that you were awake and he could pay more attention to your other symptoms it made it that much more obvious. Shallow breath, quickened heart rate, pale, cold skin— he had probably taken between 15% to 25% of your blood and he knew that was far beyond a concerning amount.

Tears started pouring again as he assessed. All you could focus on was what was happening before your eyes. You watched yourself as the color began to come back to Jimin’s skin. He wasn’t that pale gray, sickly color like before, but his cute pink cheeks were coming back with each passing second.

You were so happy. He was going to be ok.

Your eyes began to flutter close again and Jimin started to panic. “Y/n!! Stay with me please!” He cried and you chuckled lightly.

“Don’t be such a drama queen, I’m fine, just a bit tired is all…” You smiled.

“Do I need to remind you I’m a doctor? I see this type of stuff everyday and I can say with full confidence that you’re not fine!” Even in a moment like this you can still joke around. Normally he would love your spirit, but knowing that this was all because of him made your playful banter infuriating right now.

Your eyes fluttered open for a second to see his concerned face peering down at you. You noticed the redness that stained his face, you could see it covered his fangs as well.

“You— You need help y/n…”

You shook your head. “How would we explain this to anybody? It’s fine, I’ll be fine.”

You were right. If he took you to a hospital nearby they would definitely start asking some questions about what happened, leading to some bad conclusions that would be assumed. He couldn’t exactly explain what actually happened either…

The best option would be to treat you here. He had a friend who could get him the things he needed…

Jimin quickly hopped off the bed and grabbed his phone.

“I’ll be right back, I have to call someone.” And so he called and explained exactly what happened. Lucky for him he knew another Vampiric Doctor, who he knew he could count on to get him all the supplies he needed.

When Jimin came back, he was happy to still find you awake and looking at him.

“That was Dusik, he’s gonna be here soon with everything.” Jimin said taking a seat next to you on the bed.

“Is he…?” You questioned, Jimin nodded already knowing what you were going to ask.

Silence fell over the both of you, the events of what just happened trying to settle in.

“I’m happy to see you’re doing well again. I could see it, the life coming back to you. Made this all worth it.” You smiled, but your words did nothing to stop the guilt that just seemed to get worse and worse.

You noticed the torment that was going on in his mind. You scooted down a little and grabbed his arm. “Stop sulking, this is a happy ending isn’t it? I’m not dead, you’re back in tip top shape.”

Tears pricked his vision. He turned to you. “Stop fucking doing that. It’s not a happy ending, I almost killed you.”

You just pouted at his outburst. “I don’t know, it was kinda hot to me…”

“Y/n please take this seriously! I knew you were scared!!” His face was red, tears running down his face.

His parents had always told him that the blood was different when fear was added into the mix. Jimin knew the minute he bit into you that you were scared, he knew beforehand that you were nervous. In his bloodthirsty state, he hadn’t cared whatsoever, if anything it made the experience even better. It added another component of something he would never be able to get from the donations from the company. It was different, but tasted better than anything he had ever had.

He really was a monster.

Jimin had felt that way since he was young, despite his parents encouraging him to be proud of who he was, all he saw was the hurt that his life brought. It’s the reason he became a doctor in the first place. He thought it would be a way to repay the world for his existence.

Here he was now, the love of his life barely conscious, because of him.

“That doesn’t matter anymore, you’re ok now.” You tried to reassure.

That’s the thing… he wasn’t.

“Y/n… I don’t think we should do this anymore. I can’t do this anymore.” He finally said it. This was the last thing he wanted to happen, but after today, what happened just proved his point further.

In the corner of his eye he could see the distraught look on your face.

“Jimin, wait you— you can’t say that.” You tried to get up, but the dizziness was too much. “No please, you’re not serious right…”

“I don’t want it either but I can’t keep hurting you—“ the doorbell rang. It was probably Dusik. Jimin hopped up and nearly walked out realizing he was still in fact very naked.

He scrambled to find his sweatpants and shirt, hastily putting them on and meeting him at the door.

Jimin saw his friend’s smile fall when he saw him.

“Woah… are things ok?” He asked. Jimin forgot that his face was covered with tears and a little blood, leading him to hastily wipe his face. It didn’t help much.

“I um… not really but you know….” He reached out for the bag. Dusik pulled it back.

“Let me help you set this up, the quicker the better right?” He smiled. Jimin opened the door further and led him inside.

He hastily went down the hall to shut the door, realizing you were also still very much so naked. He saw you had curled yourself in a ball, but your eyes still met his as he shut the door. He could see the sadness and all he could think was how much pain he’s caused you.

Like Dusik said, it was quicker with both of them. He stayed to help set up the IV stand and Jimin said he could handle the rest as far as the treatment goes.

He got you on some fluids and stored the blood he brought in case transfusions were needed. For now that was all he could do, he just hoped that would be enough.

He was sitting in a chair he brought to your beside. You still hadn’t spoken to him since he left. The silence hurt, he wanted you to understand that this was for the best. He already told you that once he made sure you were doing ok, that he planned to leave.

You turned away the minute he mentioned it.

“I love you… I’ll never stop loving you. I’ll eternally be grateful to you for what you did. I just don’t wanna take anymore chances of something like this happening again, or worse even. I can’t lose you, and definitely not because of me.” He tried to tell you.

At first he thought maybe you’d gone to sleep by now, or maybe was still just trying to ignore him, but eventually you turned your head to face him. He could see your teary eyes and the sadness that seemed to cloud over you.

“I don’t understand why we couldn’t figure this out together. You just decided yourself that it was better for you to leave. You probably wanted to leave long before any of this happened…” You were upset and hurt, you didn’t mean it whatsoever, you knew Jimin would stay if he could find a way around this. Just the thought of his leaving clouded your rational thinking with anger.

It was obvious your words got to Jimin.

“Don’t fucking say that, you know that’s not true!” Jimin got up and went into his sock drawer and pulled out a little black box. He sat back down and opened it to reveal a ring. “I was going to marry you! The only reason I hadn’t proposed was because I couldn’t without you knowing this side of me. I never wanted to leave you… I would rather be apart and know you’re safe from me than together where something could happen one day. Don’t ever say that again…” He saw your eyes widen and was trained on the ring.

“Jimin…” You whispered, your eyes welling up all over again.

Distracting from the moment was Jimin’s phone ringing. He would have ignored it normally, but it was Hoseok and it all came back to him that the boys were still suffering back at the hangout. He hadn’t even called last night to let them know he was staying over.

He sighed and answered the phone.

“Jimin?” He heard his friend say.

“Yeah it’s me… so sorry I didn’t call.”

“You’re fine, we were starting to get worried that something did happen.”

Jimin sighed.

“Something did happen.” And so he explained that he hadn’t much time left and you had basically handed yourself over when you knew this.

“I wouldn’t have done it if I had the control I normally did, but it happened. She’s fine for the most part, but I took too much. I got her on some fluids and I’m hoping that’s all she’ll need, but I’m ready for transfusions if necessary.” He explained so he could picture it better.

“I feel terrible…” He sobbed, the emotions getting to him.

“Hey… at least you’re both ok… Why were you giving away your rations?! You wouldn’t have gotten to that point if you hadn’t!” Hoseok scolded.

“You’re right hyung… I’m sorry.” Jimin apologized. “How is everyone doing though?” He tried changing the subject. He noticed he still sounded weak, meaning they hadn’t gone after anyone yet.

“It was one of the reasons I called you. Namjoon just heard there’s a truck headed our way soon. We should get a small supply tomorrow, enough to hold us over for a week before they start bringing bigger shipments again.” Jimin stared at the wall, the news coming as a surprise.

Truth is, he likely wouldn’t have made it that long. He had one day left at most. It still was a bit funny realizing the irony.

“I’m glad…” He smiled, realizing the others were going to be ok.

“Well, I’ll probably be here a few more days before I head back over. Wanna make sure she’s ok…” Jimin explained the plan. He hoped he knew what he meant by that, already having explained his plan.

“Alright… see you in a few days then. For the record I think you’re making a mistake.”

“Bye hyung.” And with that he hung up.

You were still looking at him, likely trying to piece apart the conversation he had. But instead, he got up and crawled in bed with you. He pulled you close and cuddled you.

You didn’t say anything and he didn’t either. You both just enjoyed each other’s presence while you still could.

He was really going to miss you.

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

It was a few days later when you woke up to find your apartment emptier than usual. You went through it all and found he had taken almost everything. The only thing that showed Jimin had lived here at all was the countless pictures of you two together that still were scoured around the place.

He hadn’t even said goodbye the night before. He just told you that you should be fine and came into bed with you later.

You knew the fact that he was only staying because he wanted to make sure you were ok and he planned to leave right after, but just finding everything empty like that was more painful than anything you could have imagined.

Part of you hoped he’d change his mind about leaving, but he said what he said and meant it. He was gone.

There were some days you thought you should go to the hospital to visit him, but even on the days where you stood right outside the place he worked you couldn’t bring yourself to go in. If he wanted to try again he knew where you lived, the fact that he wouldn’t answer your texts either meant he wanted to put some distance between you two.

The days never got easier with him not being by your side. After 5 years of being together and 3 years living together, you had forgotten what it was like to not have him around. Sometimes you’d wake up in the mornings expecting to find him sleeping right beside you, sometimes you’d make way too much food for yourself, and others you would look at the clock anxiously waiting for him to come back home from his job.

Each time you’d be reminded that he had left. It was just you now.

One day in particular you got especially emotional, that you had to leave to take a walk. You couldn’t be at the apartment so you just wandered the streets in hopes of clearing your mind.

You didn’t stop until you realized you ran into the coffee shop. Not a coffee shop, the coffee shop. It was where you and Jimin had first met. It was on the other side of town and you didn’t visit it as much after you moved, but at the time you lived over here and so did Jimin.

He was completing his residency at a hospital nearby and you worked at a company not too far away as well. This just so happened to be both of your favorite spots to go in the mornings. It started when he was in line in front of you, he had been taking way too long to order that day and you were already running late to get to work.

You had been planning to yell at him to hurry up but the minute you tapped his shoulder and he turned around, well, you were knocked off your feet. Let’s just say you were very late that day. After that you started noticing him a lot more around here and one day he came to join you at your table.

One conversation was all it took for you to get hooked, and he’s been in your heart ever since.

You stared at the neon blue sign, beaconing passerbyers to come and visit ‘The Coffee Shop.’ It was a generic name, and to be honest they had mediocre coffee. But this place was special to you still nonetheless.

You pushed open the doors, the warmth from the cold winter air hit you and the smell of freshly brewed coffee came to you immediately. You stopped yourself from crying at the memories. This place hadn’t changed at all.

You made the quick decision to stay, a cup of coffee might be what you needed to calm yourself down. You were quick to order and you got your coffee soon after, there weren’t many people here today.

You made your way through the shop, trying to make it to what used to be your usual spot, right by the window. It was in the back so no one ever seemed to take your spot, that was until today. Right in front of you was the man you knew all too well, his fluffy brown hoodie being an immediate indicator that this was him. You used to love it when he wore it, always saying it made him look like a cute little bear. It was Jimin.

You walked up slowly, scared that this might be your mind playing tricks on you, but as you took a seat and he looked up at you, you finally knew that this was here. Somehow of all days you managed to find him here all over again.

“Jimin?” You questioned, your voice already starting to betray you.

He looked around confused for a second. “Wait, how did you end up here?”

You just smiled. “I think it was fate. Stopped here because it was our place but I don’t know, just somehow ended up finding my way here.” He smiled too at the coincidence, but that smile was quick to fall.

“I’ve been coming here every week… It reminded me of old times.” His smile held pain and part of you was a little happy to see that this wasn’t easy for him either.

“You didn’t even say goodbye… You didn’t call, you didn’t text.” You started.

“I know and I’m sorry. I couldn’t say goodbye, it was too hard. I thought about reaching out again, but that hurt too… I’m sorry this has been so drastic.” He tried to apologize, but you didn’t really care anymore. The past was in the past and he was right in front of you now.

“I missed you.” You nearly sobbed. You had to remind yourself a couple times that you were in a public space. But you hadn't seen him for a good 2 months.

Jimin looked up, now seeing his eyes started getting watery as well. “I missed you more…” He took his hands out of his pocket to reveal the little black box that he had showed you a few months ago. That was all it took for the tears to start rolling down your face.

He opened it to reveal the ring was still in there. “I’ve been staring at this everyday, thinking about what it would have looked like on your finger.” He smiled at the thought. You didn’t think twice and reached for it, pushing it on your finger.

At this point you were full on bawling now.

“Jimin… I seriously don’t think leaving was the right idea.” You tried to say, but your tears were getting in the way. At this point you were getting a few concerned glances from the other customers.

“I think we could have made it work.” You glanced up to find him staring at the ring, tears now spilling from Jimin as well.

“I— I’m starting to think it wasn’t a good idea as well… I wanted to keep you safe but it feels worse not seeing you everyday.”

“Then come back! Come back home, please, we can figure this out together.” You pleaded. Jimin looked up and your sorrowful expression nearly broke him to pieces.

“But how.. I don’t know how to make this work…”

“We don’t need to come up with a solution today, or tomorrow, or the next. Let’s just enjoy each other. I’m sure a better solution will come eventually.” You smiled and grabbed his hand.

“What if something happens…” You could tell he was just trying to be cautious, but his pessimism was starting to make you upset.

“Stop the negativity, we’ll figure it out ok.” You smiled. You got up from your chair, grabbed your coffee, and held out your hand.

“Walk with me.” Jimin didn’t know what he was doing, but he took your hand despite his brain telling him this was a bad idea. No idea in this case was a good one. At least he can be together with you if he goes.

You both started making your way back to the apartment, arms locked like it was old times.

“We’ll talk about this more when we get back, and I don’t know, maybe we can try a repeat of last time.” You laughed when you saw his eyes widen and his face flush.

“It’s not funny!” He pouted and you couldn’t resist the urge to kiss his cheek.

“I’m not kidding! Like I know I was getting close to death’s door but I’ve never had sex like that in my life. Probably the hottest shit I’ve experienced. I wouldn’t mind doing it again one day~” You playfully wiggled your eyebrows and he just smirked and turned away.

“You really gotta be some type of freak to think that was hot.” He laughed.

“Who said I wasn’t, plus this is a lot coming from Mr. telling me that day that it was his fantasy.” You teased and he playfully pushed you away, making the both of you laugh.

“I missed this…” You sighed, grabbing hold of his arm again.

“I missed you.” He responded, making you blush. It was then he noticed the fact you were still wearing the ring. You seemed to pick up on this.

“Were you still—”

“Yep.” You smiled and pulled him closer. He just smiled. It was the same feeling he felt when all the vampires would tell him a relationship with a human wasn’t a good idea. He didn’t care as long as you were by his side.

You were going to figure a way to get past this, you always do.

Here’s a little something something I put together cause the story made me inspired to draw :D

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The Chanting Man

Plot: Stopping the car in the middle of a foggy road on Halloween’s night is creepy. Even a shadow standing in the middle of it is creepy, let alone if the shadow turns out to be incredibly beautiful, slides into your car humming a creepy tune and asks you to guide him home.

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Suspence

Wordcount: 1.2k

Author’s Note: Hi! This one is the first of the Welcome Project, so I hope you’ll like it. I’m late, I should’ve posted it hours ago, but it was my free day from work and I ended up doing it now. The Ashes House and Let Go are even better for me, so please look forward to them too!  

It’s dark and foggy tonight as you come back from work, streets filled with kids and teenagers celebrating Halloween, chewing on their candies and showing off their costumes. You just wish to reach your car as soon as possible to get home. Today the streets were so full that you didn’t even get the chance to find a free park beside your work, so you ended up parking your car five blocks away. Your legs are hurting from staying for such a long time standing, Halloween is always like this, one of those long tiring days that never seems to end, costumers entering one after another and not even giving you the chance to sit for a minute. Is you’re not wrong in eight hours of work you sat down only four times today, each of them not longer than two minutes. Working with high heels doesn’t help either, so when you finally reach your car you feel like the happiest person on Earth right now.

You guide back home in silence, stealing looks at the sideways and feeling just slightly jealous. You used to love Halloween, the possibility of dressing all up and enjoying a night with your friends maybe in some thematic park or having fun, but with your job taking away almost all of your day you don’t get to do that anymore. You guess that’s just how life works.

You’re tired and start to feel sleepy by the time you reach the end of the chaotic streets, from this point on to your house, things are not that hectic.

You prefer it this way,though. Not a lot of traffic and less chances of kids crossing the streets without looking where they’re going. It’s getting foggier and foggier the more you get closer to your house, to the point that you have to slow down your car, only managing to see where your lights are illuminating.

A shadow in the white streets gets your attention though.

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