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I Belong to You

A Vampire AU that I made for Reader X Taehyung. The smut was a little rushed, so sorry. But please enjoy anyways.

I don’t own the picture.

The Vampires had taken over maybe a hundred years ago, and ever since then, humans had become second class citizens. They were bought and sold as blood slaves, prostitues and things of the latter. But, if you were lucky enough and had a rare blood type, you could be married to an elite member of the vampire council.

Even the King...

The Vampires that had started the uprising was a simple group of seven men, all with deadly skills.

There was Kim Seokjin... His specialty was poison. He posed as an innocent restaurant owner and poisoned all of the soldiers that he offered to feed for free. He was also known for having many blood slaves due to his ravenous hunger, a hunger that had already claimed the lives of seventeen wives.

Next is Min Yoongi. Probably the most looked over of all of the council members, but don't let it fool you, he was as deadly as the rest of them. He had a magic tongue. Any words he uttered you would feel complied to obey. Many men and women have come to death's doorstep due to his silver tongue, and his love for entertainment.

Then there was Jung Hoseok. He was very athletic and dangerous, especially with knives. Now you think that someone with vampiric skills wouldn't need knives to aid them in any kind of combat, you wouldn't believe what he was capable of with just his knives alone... Whole armies have fallen due to his blades, and thousands run in fear at the mere mention of his name. And countless women have done the same.

One cannot forget about Jeon Jungkook. The youngest of the group, but probably one of the deadliest members. He was ruthless and impulsive, making him dangerous already. But the one thing about Jungkook that no one seems to notice is that he can shape-shift into anything he desires. The only tell sign is that the eye color will change to blood red while he does so... If a family member comes home with red eyes, run and don't look back.

The Silent Assassin named Kim Namjoon is next. He has the power of telepathy, meaning anything you are thinking can become his knowledge by looking at you. Many people have fallen victim to his gentle appearance, and once he knows he has you in his grasps, it's all over. You're never heard from again. Hence the Silent Assassin. There's no trace left behind, and there is no sound to signal distress. You're simply, gone.

Probably one of the most popular vampires in the group is Park Jimin. His beauty is unmatchable by any male or female alike. This alone makes him dangerous, luring in his prey with pretty words and his abundant amount of charisma. But in combat, he can electrocute someone with a simple touch of his pinkie. Shocking them with a lethal dose of electricity enough to stun a horse. The killer with a perfect smile.

Finally, and most deadly of all, the King of vampires, Kim Taehyung. He is the only pure bred vampire in the group of seven and is the reason all of them have become the way they are now. He is beautiful, patient, intelligent and lethal. His greatest asset being his eyes. The beautiful sea blue color he's had since becoming a vampire are deadlier than any poison, because they won't kill you. With a glance you can experience pain worse than death, and it has given him the position he now resides in. Comfortably.

These stories haunted you as a child, and gave promise to many nightmares. Although, you and your family lived in peace.

Your village was full of bland blood. Meaning a lot of the people in your town had a very common blood type, causing the vampires to leave you alone for the most part. Sometimes they would come in looking for pretty women to sell into the blood trade, but other than that, they left you alone.

You had to have your blood type on an identification card on your person at all times, incase a vampire official came and did inspections to prevent outbreaks. About fifty years ago, a disease of the blood had mutated and run through the streets rampant, only effecting those with a very particular blood type.

AB -. Seeing as how it is the rarest blood type available in human beings, the vampires took every precaution available to save these rare individuals, carting them off to labs where they were to be treated and turned into prizes for those willing to pay a hefty price for them. Since this occurrence, all of the AB - individuals have passed away or been placed into hiding. No one talked about it, and no one seemed to care. The Vampires were disappointed with this situation, but there were still many of those with rare blood types to keep them satisfied.

You found out your blood type when you were born and then the card was printed and you kept it on you. That was the rule. You had A+ blood, nothing special.

No vampire had ever tried to feed on you, and you were thankful for your parents bland blood types that saved you from an atrocious fate of being sold into slavery or paraded around on the arm of one of the most ruthless men in the world.

The day had started as any other.

You were helping your mother in the garden, like you did on most days when you were careless and cut your finger open on the shovel.

"Ouch!" You yelped, grabbing a hold of your hand. Your mother ushered you inside and to the sink where she helped you clean your wound and bound it tightly in gauze.

"I don't want any of those bloodsuckers getting a whiff of you and deciding they'd like a bite." You nodded and sat still until she was done, looking at your poor finger under the white bandage.

The day continued as if nothing happened. You went back to work and your mother said that she would make your favorite meal for dinner.

Laughter and smiles filled your house as you and your younger siblings helped with the table placements.

"Ma! Ma! Can I have another dumpling please!" Your youngest brother asked, bouncing excitedly in his seat. Your mother smiled and nodded, handing one of hers over to him without complaint.

"There you go my darling, eat up. Grow big and strong." She said, starting on the rest of her food. You smiled at her endearing ways and ate yours as well. Hoping to be a mother like her one day.

Your father returned home from a long day in the mines to kiss your mother and siblings on the head, patting yours affectionately.

"How are my kids and beautiful wife this evening?" He asked, placing his tool belt on the rack like your mother had asked.

"Great Papa! Mom made dumplings with rice!" One of your younger sisters announced, eating one of her dumplings with gusto. A bright smile graced your father's face as he joined your mom at the table, beginning to eat his fill as well.

The dusk approached and you went out to the goats to make sure they were locked in before dark. As you did so, you heard shuffling in the bushes. Your head snapped up and you called out for your father in alarm.

"Papa!" You cried as you waited for him to come to your aid.

Then, it all went wrong...

The clatter of dishes falling to the floor and the screams of your younger siblings filled your ears. Panic arose in your stomach and you ran into the house.

The sight before you made your heart stop.

There were your parents, hugging your siblings desperately trying to keep them safe, while two men dressed in all white stood before them.

"Where is she?" One of them demanded.

"None of our children have a rare blood type, you can check their cards!" Your mother cried out. The men exchanged glances and lined all of your siblings up against the wall, checking each of their cards with scrutiny.  Then they turned to the doorway and spotted you, hauling you into the main room and checking your card.

"A+..." They murmured to each other.

"What is this all about? I demand to know!" Your father yelled, getting red in the face.

"There was a report of a rare blooded human in this area. One of our officers said he smelt something in this area around one o'clock this afternoon." They explained, staring at your bandaged hand.

"Well, you've seen their cards. Would you mind leaving? You've already upset them enough." Your mom reasoned, trying to console one of your brothers.

"Your hand, give it here." One of the men demanded, holding out his hand to you. Your parents looked at each other with fear in their eyes as you did as you were told. His hand was cold and you shivered from the contact. He was quick in his work and unwound the bandage on your finger, inspecting the cut.

"Tell us what happened." The other asked, as he took the bloody bandage from the man holding your hand.

"My mother and I were working in the garden and I cut my finger on the shovel..." You said.

You watched as they brought your bandage to their noses and sniffed deeply. Their eyes snapped open and narrowed onto your parents.

"You have been hiding a rare blooded child from the Vampiric Council. There will be consequences." They said in unison.

Rare blooded?

What did they mean?

You had A+ blood! It was the second most common blood type in the world!

"We had nothing to do with it! The Doctor's must've gotten it wrong on her identification card!"

It all happened in a flash. The men went forward and snapped your parents neck without a moments hesitation. Your siblings screamed and tried to run, but there was no helping them. The vampires grabbed a hold of them and either broke their necks or drained them without a second thought.

Leaving you an orphan and without any family in less than ten minutes...

You couldn't even cry due to the shock that you felt.

"Mom... Dad...? Mom! Dad! Papa! Please get up! Please!" You felt steely cold arms wrap around your waist and pick you up.

"It's off to the Vampiric Council for you, a judgement will be held to see how you will be punished for hiding your blood."

You were carted away in the night, never to see your village again.

Or your family.

-_-_-_-_-

Your heart beat rapidly as you were lead down extensive corridors lined with various flowers and decorative pieces.

The mansion you were brought to was beautiful, but harsh looking.

Nothing about it appealed to you and you felt alone and afraid.

There were men lined on either side of you, all dressed in blinding whites suites with one blood red rose on their lapels.

They led you down hallway after hallway, making you dizzy with the amount of complexity in their movements. Soon you approached a large mahogany door with golden door handles.

"The Council awaits you." One of them spoke, gesturing you to open the large doors in front of you. You swallowed hard and grasped the door handle.

What were you going to say?

What were you going to do?

Your family was gone, and there was no one for you to return to... Even if you did get pardoned for the crime, there was no hope of a life for you now...

A firm shove on your back reminded you of where you were and urged your forward and through the doors.

You stepped up the small stairs and walked inside, jumping when the doors slammed shut behind you. The room was frigid and empty. You walked to the center and noticed six chairs set up; three on either side of one large throne in the middle.

Glasses of red liquid sat on each arm rest of the chairs. You didn't need to think too hard to know it was blood. Your stomach churned with uncertainty, but you kept your face calm.

Suddenly you felt a gust of cold air against your cheek and there was a man sitting on the steps heading up to the stairs.

"And who might you be, pretty one?" He asked, looking at you with a friendly smile on his face.

"M-My name is... ___." You said shyly, trying not to be frightened.

"Ah, what a lovely name. My name is Seokjin, perhaps you've heard of me?" Terror gripped your very being and you froze.

His kind eyes turned dark with hunger and he appeared in front of you.

"You smell lovely. What kind of blood do you have? B-? O-? Whatever it is, my mouth is watering at the mere smell of it. I'm eager to find out what it would taste like." He announced, leaning towards your neck.

"That's enough Jin. She's a criminal, and needs to be put on trial. Come to your seat." A demanded voice called throughout the hall. You looked up and there was a man with the palest skin you'd ever seen. Hair black as night and eyes dark enough to match.

Seokjin seemed to obey without a second thought, going to his seat.

"You take the fun out of everything Yoongi." Jin said, crossing his arms and resting his head back against the chair, almost as if he was bored.

"Well, she wouldn't be here for no reason. And we can't file out punishment without everyone here."

"You're very right, Yoongi." A voice called from behind you. You whipped around and saw three more handsome men standing in the door way.

"And who is this lovely young thing?" A man with silvery hair asked, approaching you. He was beautiful. His plump lips drawing you in and his grey blue eyes making your knees weak.

"Enough, Jimin. We don't want her to fall apart here in the hall." A taller man next to him said.

"Oh come on, Namjoon. Can't I play with her a little bit?" The man seemed to beg with the man with sandy brown hair.

"No. Go to your seat, we need to wait for everyone." The two of them walked past you and went to their seats. Leaving the other in front of you with sadistic smile on his face.

"Me and my knives great you, lovely lady." He said with a little bow. You hadn't noticed it at first, but he had straps all over his outfit, holding what you could only assume to be deadly weapons. Without much more of a glance in your direction, he went to his seat at the front of the room.

"Hoseok, good to see you." One of them stated.

The feeling of soft fur at your feet made you look down. There was a small brown kitten rubbing against your legs. Your heart melted and you leaned down and picked up the small creature.

"What are you doing here? It isn't safe for you here... You'd better get going." You said, going to place it down on the ground. Suddenly it thrashed about and fell from your grip. You gasped and watched as it morphed from a small animal into a tall man before you.

"Actually precious, it's not safe for you here. But thanks for the heads up." He winked before strolling up to the chairs.

"Well. Guess everyone is here. Good to see you Jungkook." The one named Yoongi stated, clapping his hands.

"What about Tae?" Jimin asked, looking to the other man.

"She's a simple child, there's no need for him to get involved. He's got much bigger problems to deal with." Namjoon stated, the rest of them seemed to agree and Yoongi stepped forward towards the center of the room with you.

"Tell us, what crime have you committed to wind yourself here? Such a small girl, I wonder what you did?" He said, looking you up and down.

You swallowed hard and tried to remain calm. "There was a misunderstanding... Your officers seem to think I have rare blood. But I was tested as a child and my identification card says I have A+ blood. T-They killed my mother and father, as well as my five younger siblings..." You said your case. They all looked to each other and then back to you.

"If we showed you pictures of these officers, would you be able to identify them?" Jin asked, standing.

"Y-Yes... Why?" You asked, looking around.

"Because without trial, no murder is justified. So, we're very sorry that your family was taken from you. But hiding rare blood is a crime. Do you have rare blood?" Yoongi asked, looking you in the eye.

"No. I have A+ blood."

"Tell me the truth, and nothing but the truth." Yoongi demanded. And before you could do anything words were spilling out of your mouth.

"As long as I can remember my identification card has said A+ blood. My parents both have common blood types and so do my siblings. We come from a bland blood village... I'm telling the truth." They all looked around and nodded.

"It seems you are telling the truth. Let's have taste shall we?" Yoongi said, rolling up your sleeve and revealing your bare wrist. You recoiled in fear, but tried to stay strong for the time being. You weren't going o get out of his grip anyways, all of them were far too strong for you to fight off.

Just as Yoongi was about to sink his teeth into your virgin flesh, the doors opened to reveal a man in a burgundy red suit with piercing blue eyes.

"King Taehyung, what are you doing here?" Namjoon asked, raising to his feet. The rest of them following in his footsteps and bowing before him. The blonde man before you simply raised his hand dismissing them before turning his eyes to you.

"I heard there was a matter of rare blood being discussed in here, why did you all not wait for me?" He asked, looking around a little less than pleased.

"Namjoon said that you had better things to deal with than a simple girl, so we decided to go ahead with the trail..." Jungkook said, looking down at his shoes.

"Rare blood is one of the top priorities of the Vampiric Councils, or have you all forgotten that?" King Taehyung asked, looking at all of them with scrutinizing eyes.

"We didn't know until she said something that it was a rare blood deal." Seokjin announced, placing his head in his hand almost as if he was bored.

"You all should've waited for me. I'm disappointed. Yoongi, you can go back to your seat." Yoongi nodded and walked back to his chair, huffing slightly.

"She passed Yoongi's test. She's telling the truth." Jimin offered.

"Well, I don't know the full story, so I'll get it from the source. You." He said, pointing his finger at you.

"W-Well... Your officers seem to have made a mistake." You started, King Taehyung clicked his tongue and you stopped speaking immediately.

"My officers don't make mistakes." He stated, looking up to the other members of the council.

"Well, they did murder her family without bringing them all here for trail. That is why she is alone." Hoseok stated, playing with a knife.

"Murdered? Without trial? Find out who they are and kill them, I won't have that kind of discrepancy running amok in my guard ship. I'm very sorry for your loss, they will be punished I can assure you. But, we need to know the rest of your story, please, continue." He said, opening the conversation back up to you.

"Um.. They said that I had rare blood, when on my identification card it says I have A+ blood." You said, trying not to get intimidated by his intense stare.

"I see, and she told this story to you?" He asked, looking to Yoongi for confirmation.

"She did. And I asked her to tell the truth." Taehyung seemed pleased with that answer and looked back to you.

"Well. I guess the only way to know is to get your blood tested once more. Just to make sure. With your consent of course." The King asked, looking to you for approval. You nodded eagerly, wanting to get your name cleared.

"Of course, whatever it takes." You said. King Taehyung smiled and chuckled slightly.

"Your enthusiasm is refreshing. Stay the night here at the mansion and in the morning you will be taken to the nearest hospital for testing. I'll have some maids clean you up and give you a good meal. I will see you in the morning at the hospital. Namjoon, would you escort her to her quarters for the time being?" He asked, looking to the gentleman dressed in all black.

"Certainly. Come with me my lady." Namjoon said, appearing before you offering his arm. You took it slowly and walked out of the hall, but not before stealing one more glance at the King. You heard the doors shut behind you and silence filled the halls.

"So... Your Namjoon?" You asked, as the pair of your walked through the halls.

"Yes. Have you heard the stories about me? The Silent Assassin?" He asked with a slight smile on his face.

"Y-Yes I have, my mother used to tell me the stories of all of you before I would go to sleep." He chuckled and nodded.

"I know she did. I also know everything about your mother now. Thanks for sharing." He said, laughing slightly. You remember the story about him having the power of telepathy and you smacked your head with your palm.

"Gosh I'm stupid." You murmured.

"Hardly. I actually can't read that much about you. You have very guarded thoughts my lady. A good skill to have around vampires, I'll tell you that much." You inhaled deeply before following him the rest of the way to a small corridor with one door at the end of it.

"Is this where I'll be staying?" You asked, looking up at him.

"Yes, the maids will come in a few minutes to get you a bath and some food. Please, get plenty of rest for tomorrow. Goodnight, it was a pleasure meeting you...?" He paused, waiting for your name.

"___." You said, trying not to smile.

"Ah, ___. Lovely name. Well, rest. Eat. Bathe. Enjoy your time here. It will be short lived." He said with an ominous voice before disappearing down the hall, leaving you in the dark.

-_-_-_-_-

The next morning you awoke to pounding at your door.

"Madam! It is time to go to the hospital." Strange voices called from the hall. You got out of the cold bed quickly and rushed to the door.

The familiar yet strange men in crisp white suits greeted you at the threshold.

"Please, come with us. The King is waiting." You nodded and walked out of the room and followed them down the confusing corridors to the main landing where King Taehyung waited in a pair of black dress pants with a lavender dress shirt on, unbuttoned slightly causing your mind to wander to what could be under it.

"Good morning my dear. Sorry to wake you at such an hour, but we have an appointment and we cannot be late." You nodded in agreement and followed him out the door.

You'd never been to a hospital before. Except for when you were born, and that was eighteen years ago.

Everything was so clean, and smelt so odd. You wondered if it was like this when you were born. How could anyone relax in such an environment?

King Taehyung walked through the halls with such poise and elegance you could tell why he was the king of all the Vampires. He had an air of regality to him that made you want to obey him. But you couldn't forget the stories your mother had told you. His eyes that you had seen were some of the most dangerous weapons the world had ever seen.

You were lead into a room with a bed and some equipment set up. A doctor in yet another white coat was waiting there for you.

"Hello there. You're here to get your blood tested on grounds of faulty results?" You nodded and looked back to King Taehyung.

"Yes, it is of great importance to her and to me. If you would please be so kind." He said, gesturing to the bed.

You walked over and sat down waiting patiently. The Doctor gathered his tools and began prepping your arm.

"Are you afraid of needles?" He asked, gesturing to the large one in his hand.

"Very much so." You breathed, trying to stay calm.

"Would you like me to hold your hand?" King Taehyung offered. You shook your head.

"That's not necessary, you don't have to-" But before you could finish your sentence, you felt a cool hand interlock with yours.

"Alright, I'm going to inject the needle and we'll start getting some blood. Not too much, but if you start to feel dizzy, please let me know and we'll get you some juice and cookies." You nodded and shut your eyes, trying not to focus on the large needle pressing against your skin.

"Relax." You heard the King's voice in your ear. You did as you were told and relaxed your muscle, allowing the sharp metal to pierce your skin with painful precision. You gasped slightly in pain. You felt King Taehyung's smooth thumb rub against your wrist in comfort and you tried to keep your breathing even.

"There, that should be enough to test." The Doctor said, taking the needle out of your arm and placing a bandage on your arm to stop the bleeding. You applied pressure to help and watched as he walked out of the room.

"Now it's just a matter of time." King Taehyung said, standing up and brushing off his pants.

"Sir, the nurses said we will be lead to a waiting room for the results, they have need for this room." You watched the guards slowly lead King Taehyung out and you followed them silently, making sure to keep the bandage pressed tightly to your arm.

Suddenly you heard growling and the sound of men struggling. You turned and looked behind you and saw a Vampire that clearly had some sort of disease. One of the guards bumped into you and made you drop your bandage on the ground and the whole hall seemed to stop. The diseased Vampire looked up with bloodshot eyes and took off down the hall towards you. You screamed and desperately reached for your bandage, but it was too late and he was on top of you, trying to bite at your neck.

"SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!" You screamed, trying to fight him off as best as you could.

No one approached you, but the Vampire on top of you collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain. King Taehyung appeared from behind his guards and was focused directly on the man on the floor.

"Don't touch what isn't yours you filth. I detest Vampires like you. So disturbed and hungry without any thought about the person whose life you are drinking away. I am your King and you will obey my orders. Nurses, I demand he be taken into solitary confinement and treated. Once he is cured, bring him to the Vampiric Council for execution." He said with such a cold and vicious voice it almost made you cry.

Your heart beat sky rocketed and he seemed to notice, because suddenly, the man seemed to calm down. King Taehyung looked to you and gave you a small smile.

"Terribly sorry for that disgusting display, but I get a little impatient with brutish people like that. Come along, your results might already be done. This hospital is quite efficient." He said smiling, walking down the corridor and to the waiting room. You followed quickly.

It was around half an hour before your results were in and the Doctor came in with a calm expression.

"Would you like the blood type first or your overall health?" He asked, looking from you to the King.

"Her overall health first would be preferred." He said, smiling at you for a moment before giving his focus back to the doctor.

"Well, I'm pleased to tell you you are very healthy. Some blood irregularities here and there but nothing some prescription medications won't be able to help with. Slight anemia, but considering where you come from it's understandable. Overall, I would say you are a very healthy young woman. Congratulations." He said, smiling. You couldn't help but smile back. Knowing you were healthy made you happy and it made you feel like all of your mother's hard work in raising you wasn't for nothing.

"And how about the blood type?" King Taehyung asked. The Doctor nodded and then looked at you.

"It seems your identification card has been wrong all of these years." He stated. You stood up, shocked by this discovery.

"What? What do you mean? I-I don't have A+ blood?" You asked, panicking slightly.

"No, actually, you have AB- blood my dear. Very rare indeed, you should be very lucky you aren't ill. That blood type comes with a lot of issues. So, I would like for you to come in once every six months for blood work to make sure nothing irregular appears."

Your blood ran cold, and before you knew it your knees went weak beneath you. Steel like arms gripped your waist before hoisting you up.

"Thank you Doctor, I will ensure that she comes to see you once every six months. It has been a pleasure. Send the bill to me, have a wonderful evening."

You were AB- blood type.

The rarest in the world.

And you were going home with the King of Vampires.

Kim Taehyung.

-_-_-_-_-

"Well, who would've thought that you would be back here little one." Namjoon said, as you walked into the Council's meeting room the next morning.

You stood and looked at King Taehyung with his cold expression directed towards you.

"Yoongi, please ask her the questions." King Taehyung said, turning his gaze towards his council member.

Yoongi did as asked and walked towards you in an idle manner.

"Now, princess. We have some questions that need answers, and you will answer all of my questions truthfully. Got it?" You nodded quickly.

"Yes." You said, waiting for the questions.

"Did either of your parents, to your knowledge, have rare blood types?" He asked.

"Not particularly. Dad had B+ and went to the blood banks regularly for donations and my mom had A-..." You said, thinking back to your parents who were brutally murdered in front of you.

"How about your siblings? Did any of them have rare blood types?" You shook your head once more.

"No all of my siblings had type A blood, varying in the Rh factor." You announced, telling the truth as was expected of you.

"Alright. Did you know you were AB-?" He asked, giving you a harsh look.

"No, I had no idea I had such a rare blood type..." You said, telling the truth once again.

"Not just a rare blood type princess, the rarest in the world. A delicacy to us Vampires as I'm sure you know. You do realize that hiding your blood type is cause for punishment by death?" Yoongi asked.

You nodded yet again, signaling to them you knew the punishments.

"So your parents did receive the proper punishment. But, your siblings were not at fault. So the officers have been collected. The execution will take place later, but that's not something to concern yourself with. Right now, your fate hangs in the balance of this Council. King Taehyung will make the final ruling." He said before going back to his seat.

King Taehyung stood up and looked to his fellow council members.

"Well, what shall we do? A girl with the rarest blood type in the world, and she's right in front of us. Jungkook, what say you?" He asked, looking to the youngest.

"I say marry her to one of us. It's how we did it for centuries. I don't see why that tradition should stop now." His youthful eyes darkened and your palms became sweaty.

"Fair enough, seems reasonable. Namjoon, how about you?" The King asked. Your heart seemed to calm, knowing he was the most reasonable of all of them.

"Let her go and bring her in every six months and take her blood from her. That way she can live a normal life and we get her blood." You breathed a sigh of relief, greatly appreciating that idea.

"The only problem is, the press will get wind of her, and other Vampires might come looking. But, not something to rule out. Jimin, how about you?" Jimin smiled and touched his head as if he was thinking.

"How about we all share her. Seven days in a week, we'd all get a day. Feed on her as much as we want. Fuck her as much as we want. I say we share the delicacy." Your heart almost stopped at the notion of all of them being able to have sex with you and to drink your blood whenever they wanted. You wanted to cry and to throw up at the same time.

"You know we're all very bad at sharing Jimin, especially you. Plus, she's not some toy we can play with. She is a person, let's not forget that. Yoongi, you next." The black haired man seemed to ponder for a moment before responding.

"I second Jungkook's idea. Marriage is the tradition with rare blood types, I don't see why we should stop it." King Taehyung nodded and turned to Hoseok.

"Hoseok. Your opinion." The orange haired man lifted his gaze from his knives and stared at you thoughtfully.

"I second Namjoon's idea. That way we all get to have her blood, and she gets to stay alive." With that his eyes went back to his weapons.

"Well it's two and two. Seokjin, what is your reasoning?" King Taehyung asked.

"Marriage is the tradition. I third Jungkook's opinion." Your knees became weak and you lowered yourself to the ground. The Seven Council members looked at you with mild curiosity.

"What is it? Are you feeling sick?" Yoongi asked.

"Yes." You breathed out, holding your stomach.

"Well then, we'll decide quickly so you can go lie down." King Taehyung stated, looking back to his council.

"I agree with the marriage tradition. But, with a twist. My dear, you get to choose who you wish to marry." Your head snapped up and you looked at all of them with wide eyes.

"I-I get to pick?"

"We'll all tell you how we can please you. Hopefully that will help your decision. Seokjin, we'll start with you." Jin stood and walked up to you, smiling brightly.

"I made incredible food and you will always be fed well when with me. I have a kind soul, that I can assure you." He said, smiling and walking back to his chair. Hoseok looked at you and smiled, staying in his seat.

"I will protect you and your blood with everything I have. I will give you all that I can to make you happy. Consider making me your husband?" He gave you a small wink before looking to Yoongi next.

"They say I have a magic mouth, but it's not just with words. I will give you pleasure and I can get you anything you desire. As long as you give me your blood." He said, licking his lips with a wink. You swallowed hard and tried not to look at him. King Taehyung looked at you next.

"I am King of the Vampires and can offer you not just power, but protection and pleasure. If you choose me, I will be loyal to you. Always." You bit your lip and looked back to the chairs. Jimin stood up and walked over to you and kneeled on the ground before you.

"I am known for the pleasure I give to people. Marrying me is one of those pleasures. I've never taken a wife before, would you do me the honor of being my first? I'm known to be quite electrifying in the bedroom." He said with a wink, giving you a tiny shock on your hand, making you jump as he strolled back to his chair. Namjoon stood up and gave you a small smile.

"I'll treat you with the upmost respect and dignity that a wife should be treated with. I can't read all of your thoughts, but you will be all of mine." He said simply, giving you a nod before sitting down.

Lastly, Jungkook looked at you with his mischevious eyes.

"I may be young, but I know more than you think. I can shape shift into anything you could ever want. Want a kitten? No problem. A horse? Easy. A lion? Ask for it in the bedroom and you will be satisfied for eternity." You looked down at the floor before you could let yourself blush.

"You have heard all of our responses. Now please, pick your husband my dear. All of us would gladly have you." King Taehyung said.

You bit your lip and thought back to when your mother told you how to pick your husband.

"Place your hand on his chest and if his heartbeat accelerates then he is surely taken with you. And if you place your hand on his cheek and look deep into his eyes, there will be no signs of malice or danger. You will feel safe." You sighed and walked up to the table and approached Seokjin first. You rested your hands on his face and peered into his eyes. You saw the hunger and danger that he presented to you and quickly jumped over to Hoseok. You placed your hands on his face and stared into his deep eyes and saw a jumble of emotions. Hunger, desire, but mostly, boredom. You knew he wasn't going to love you. Next was Yoongi. You set your hands on his face and stared into his eyes. They were masked and hard to see through, but under it all you saw exhaustion and disdain. You knew you weren't the right person to make him happy, so you moved to Jimin. You placed your hands on his face and peered into his grey blue eyes. They swirled with lust and desire. But most of all, they looked dangerous. You knew that you couldn't trust his eyes. You moved to Namjoon and placed your hand on his face. You looked into his eyes and saw nothing but curiosity. There was no affection, purely the desire to want to know more about how he couldn't read your thoughts. That wasn't love. Jungkook was next and was excited when you placed your hands on his face. He smiled at you and you looked into his eyes and saw a naughty glint. He was still young and had a lot to learn. Someone much wiser than you needed to teach him how to live his life the way he needed. And it wasn't going to be you.

You sighed and walked away from the table and approached King Taehyung. He anticipated your approach and gave you a kind smile. You reached up and placed your hands on his face and stared into his beautiful blue eyes. It was almost painful to look at them so close, but you needed answers. You could see hints of desire and small amounts of curiosity, but mostly you saw nothing. His eyes were guarded so tightly, and you wanted to break down those walls shielding his deep blue eyes.

"You. I want to marry you, King Taehyung." You said, dropping your hands and letting the decision sit in the air.

"Damn, knew she was going to pick him." You heard Jungkook mutter under his breath.

"He hasn't had a wife in years, maybe it's time for him to have one again." Hoseok said offhandedly.

"I will gladly take you as my wife. The preparations will be made immediately." He smiled and gestured to his friends who congratulated the both of you on the decision.

Your heart was heavy with emotion and you looked out the window with sad eyes.

You were going to marry the King of Vampires

-_-_-_-_-

The day had arrived.

It was your wedding day.

You had dreamed of your wedding day since you were a little girl and you had always seen it as a happy occasion. But you couldn't imagine yourself any less happy. You hadn't been eating the last couple of days and when the maids did get you to eat, you generally threw it up a moment later.

The dress you were being put in was tight and uncomfortable and you felt overwhelmed with everything.

"Have you heard about the Vampire hunter threats the King has been receiving? I wonder how he deals with it all...?" You heard one of the maids talking as they prepared your veil.

"Here you are darling." An older maid said, placing a ring of red jewels around your neck.

"They're heavy." You stated in a monotone voice.

"They're real garnets and they look lovely on you. Come come, the hair stylists are waiting."

You were ushered about, constantly being moved around and switched from room to room for different things.

Hair in this room.

Make-up in that room.

Shoes in this room.

Dress in that room.

But finally, everything came to an end and you were finished getting ready. The last thing you needed was your escort and your bouquet of flowers.

You had picked Yoongi to walk you down the aisle. You liked his poise and knew that on the inside he was a good person. If you hadn't picked King Taehyung as your husband, you knew that it was going to be Yoongi.

"There you are Princess. Look at you in that dress. Disappointed you didn't choose me. You might look a little happier. Have you been eating?" He asked in his particular way.

"No." You stated lamely, unable to lie to him.

"Why not? The last thing the King needs is his wife to pass out on him on their wedding night. And not from pleasure. The Doctor's said you were anemic to begin with, you need to take that into consideration. Don't kill yourself princess, it doesn't look good on you." He said smoothly, offering you his arm, which you took.

The music started and the two of you began walking out of the room towards the top of the stairs. Hundreds of people had gathered to witness the King getting married to a women with the rarest blood type in the world. You were an orphan that the King had taken in to watch over and the two of you had fallen for each other.

At least, that's what the press got to know.

"You look like you're heading to the gallows, would it kill you to smile?" Yoongi whispered while the two of you were still at the top of the stairs.

"If I'm lucky a smile will kill me." You murmured, following his footsteps carefully down the long staircase in your heels.

"You picked this fate doll face, time to reap what you sewed." He said, making sure you were supported properly.

"I didn't want to choose my husband in a Council room after finding out that I had the rarest blood type in the world. I wanted to find a simple man, fall in love and have kids. Now I'm marrying the King of Vampires to save my skin from people who might kill me. This was a survival tactic." You said before the two of you met the bottom of the staircase. Yoongi seemed impressed with your little outburst, but kept his composure.

You focused your eyes ahead of you as the wedding march began.

The truth was, it wasn't just a survival tactic.

You did want to marry him in a way. You'd heart about his work with children before ever setting foot in the Council Mansion and it had moved you.

King Taehyung seemed like a genuinely good person, which you respected. But you knew that you were safest by his side. You now had to think of survival in a world where your blood will be highly sought after by many. And you knew that if anyone came near what was his, King Taehyung wouldn't let them live. That fact gave you comfort in your decision, but it didn't help with the feeling of loss you felt.

You wouldn't be able to fall in love with someone and have all kinds of memories to look back upon when you're old and dying. You could look back at this moment right now and remember how scared you were. And remember what a mess you had gotten yourself into, simply by cutting your finger on a shovel in the garden due to carelessness.

That wasn't something you could ever take back either.

Your mother.

Your father.

Your brothers and sisters.

All of them gone, because of one simple mistake.

"Don't. You look like your about to burst into tears, and not the happy kind. Whatever you're thinking about, knock it off and smile." Suddenly, you couldn't remember what you were thinking about and a giant smile spread onto your face.

Giant white doors opened and a large group of people stood to face you. You looked around the room and relaxed your face, straightening your back as well. Yoongi patted your hand gently before leading you down the aisle towards your husband-to-be.

King Taehyung looked very handsome in his black suit. His lapel holding a single red rose, similar to the ones in your bouquet.

Sooner than you thought, the walk was over and Yoongi was standing in front of King Taehyung. The Priest in the back spoke up.

"Who gives this Bride?" He asked in his old voice.

"I do." Yoongi handed you over to King Taehyung and they bowed to each other. Yoongi gave you slight smile and walked over to the other members of the Council.

"Greetings everyone, we are gathered here today to witness the union of King Kim Taehyung and ___. If there is anyone who objects to their union, speak now or forever hold your peace."

You prayed for a miracle. Someone to object. Yoongi, Namjoon. But the silence remained and you took a breath and knew this was your decision. It was too late to go back now and you needed to honor that.

"First we will start with the exchanging of vows. First, King Taehyung. Present your vows to your bride." He looked at you and smiled.

"___. I know our love will be eternal. I know your heart aches for your family, but I will be your family now. I will do all I can to make you happy. I long to see you smile and I want nothing more than to have your light in the palace with me. You are bright and shining like the moon with elegant beauty. I am honored to take you as my wife today, and into eternity." He said, smiling. The crowd remained silent, but the looks they gave revealed all.

"____. Present your vows to your groom." The Priest stated.

"Taehyung," you said, using his name. "I promise to honor you, and to be a women fit to be your wife. I will do all I can to make you happy. Nothing could ever replace the family I lost, but I wish to start a new one with you to make my own. Your poise and elegance know no bounds and you are wonderful in all you do. I am honored to take you as my husband, and into eternity." You said, giving a small smile in his direction. The crowd seemed pleased, although the room again, remained silent.

"Next, please plant this flower, as a symbol of your blooming love." King Taehyung offered his arm and you took it, letting him lead you to the table where the brilliant white rose stood proud. You grabbed the dirt and poured it into the pot, waiting for King Taehyung to put the rose into the small divot you made in the soil. He placed the flower inside and you poured the remainder of the soil into the pot and you two patted it down together.

You looked at the flower then up at Taehyung and the reality of the situation seemed to come together.

You were marrying him.

He was your groom.

And you were his bride.

The realization hit you in the gut and you gripped onto the table for a moment, hoping you wouldn't pass out. That and the fact that you hadn't been eating well the past couple of days was starting to take it's toll on you. Right in the middle of your wedding.

"Are you alright?" King Taehyung asked, touching your hand gently. You nodded and took a deep breath in, trying to steady your nerves.

"Will the couple now go to the ceremonial drinking table." You heard the old man announce. Taehyung took your hand and lead you to a table with two knifes and two glasses set delicately on pure white cloth.

You watched as Taehyung began to remove his gloves, and you decided to do the same.

"King Kim Taehyung will now offer his bride his life. Personified into his blood. King Taehyung, if you please." Your eyes widened as Taehyung brought the knife to his hand and cut it quickly, letting it bleed off into the cup. He then grabbed the towel and placed it on his wound before it healed up.

"I offer you my life, my soul, my body and my mind in this glass. Please, accept it." He said, placing it before you.

"____ will now offer her husband her life. Personified into her blood. ___, if you please." You swallowed hard and reached out with shaky hands towards the knife. Taehyung saw your struggle, but remained still. You picked up the knife and placed it in your palm like he did and cut quickly, feeling the sting and familiar feeling of warm blood pooling in your hand. You were fast and let your blood pour into the glass, grabbing the towel and covering your wound, already feeling all of the eyes in the room go from your wound to the glass your rare blood was now sitting in.

"I offer you my life, my soul, my body and my mind in this glass. Please, accept it." You repeated what he said, placing the glass in front of him.

"The couple will now drink their blood." Your stomach churned at the thought, but you had to do what you could. You picked up the glass and watched as Taehyung took your blood down in elegant swallows, before setting his glass down on the table. Expectant eyes gazed at you. To deny the King's blood would be deadly, so you picked up the glass and raised it to your lips. Letting the coppery liquid slide down your throat. You tried your best not to gag and you set the glass on the table, trying very hard not to throw it all up. King Taehyung noticed your unease and walked over and took your arm, removing the towel from your hand and placing it on the table. His blood had healed your palm, but you already knew that was going to happen.

He lead you back to the center of the room and took your hands in his.

"You may present the rings." The priest said.

Seokjin came forward and handed your ring to King Taehyung.

Jimin followed him and presented Taehyung's ring to you.

"Please exchange rings."

Taehyung took your hand gently and slide the ring on almost effortlessly, seating the beautifully crafted silver ring on your finger. You took his hand and slide the ring onto his finger, pushing to get it over his knuckle.

"Do you, ___, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? In sickness, and in health For richer or poorer, so long as you both shall live?" You took a deep breath in.

"I do."

"Do you, King Kim Taehyung, take this women to be your lawfully wedded wife? In sickness, and in health. For richer or for poorer, so long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"By the power vested in me, by the glorious King of Vampires, I pronounce you, husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." The Priest said, smiling.

Taehyung reached for your shoulders, pulling you close to him. He wiped some of his blood off of your mouth before leaning in slowly. You could tell your blood had a somewhat drugging effect on him, as he was moving slowly.

Sharp movement in the back of the room caught your eye and you saw a wooden arrow being launched directly at Taehyung's heart. Without much thought you shoved him away from you and felt a sharp pain in your stomach.

A scream teared through the room and Namjoon and Hoseok were running out the back door to catch up with the perpetrator. You looked down and a wooden arrow was lodged deep within your stomach.

"Taehyung." You breathed, before falling to your knees. Feeling entirely too exhausted to remain standing. Jimin was behind you in a moment, hanging onto you before you could collapse.

"___! Get that bastard! I want to kill him myself!" He shouted before rushing to your side. Yoongi was quick to come over as well, grabbing your hand that was just graced with a ring.

Jungkook grabbed the knife from the table and threw it to Taehyung with ease.

"Hold on, we need to get the arrow out of her first." Yoongi said, placing his hand on your stomach.

"Are you... okay...?" You asked, placing your bloodied hand on Taehyung's cheek.

"Why did you do that? I'm a Vampire, I won't get hurt like you will." You swallowed thickly, trying to keep the blood from coming up.

"It's wood... You would... turn to ash the second... it pierced your heart..." You breathed, trying to stay awake.

"She's right, if that had hit you were the asshole was aiming, you would've been dead almost instantly. She saved you." Jimin said leaning down to look at your wound.

"If we pull it out, she'll bleed out quickly so we need to be fast." Yoongi said, holding your hand still. Taehyung was holding your other hand on his face and brushing your hair out of your eyes.

"My accelerated healing will make it hard to get her enough, you guys help. Grab her knife from the table and help me Yoongi. Jungkook you can use mine once we both give her our blood." They all nodded and looked at the doorway.

"Taehyung... You haven't kissed me yet... You need to kiss the bride or... we aren't married..." You said in delirium. He gave you a sad smile and leaned down to your lips and kissed you softly.

His mouth tasted coppery from your own blood, but his lips were soft and you were exhilarated by the contact. He pulled back soon after and you kept your mouth open, gasping for air.

"She's fading, we need to hurry." Jimin stated. Taehyung nodded and broke the head of the arrow off with ease. They then hurried to sit you up, you protesting in pain the whole time. Jungkook broke off the back of the arrow and now you had a stick residing inside of you.

"Okay, once it's out apply pressure with the tablecloth and then we focus on giving her our blood. Taehyung you go first. Yoongi you next and then Jimin, if she needs more after that I'll give her some of mine.." Jungkook rationalize, maturing very quickly.

"On the count of three." Jimin said.

"Hang in there, ___. It'll be alright." Taehyung said.

"One." Jungkook started.

"Two." Yoongi continued, grasping the wooden stick.

"Three!" Taehyung finished, watching as the stick came flying out of your abdomen. You cried out in pain and went limp against Jungkook, who was ready with the tablecloth to apply pressure. You felt Taehyung's hand against your mouth and hot, thick blood was being forced down your throat. Suddenly it stopped and you felt another hand come into contact with your face, it was Yoongi. He fed you his blood until he healed. Next was Jimin who placed his palm over your mouth and gave you the last bit you needed. The four of them eagerly awaited your healing. Jungkook even gave you a little of his blood to see if that might speed along the process.

"It's starting!" Yoongi stated, pointing to the wound. You could feel your organs fixing themselves and it was agony.

It was worse than any pain you'd ever felt in your entire life.

You couldn't take it anymore, and your world fell into black.

-_-_-_-_-

You woke up with a start in a bed that wasn't yours.

Your throat hurt and your eyes were extremely heavy with sleep. You turned your head to examine the room you were in. There was a fire place that was burning bright. It appeared to be the middle of the night, as that's where the only light was coming from. Your eyes trailed over the rest of the furniture until you noticed there was a chair directly next to the bed.

Taehyung's head was slumped back and he was in a poofy white shirt and black pants with nice shoes on.

The memory of your wedding day hit you full force and you immediately looked down at your stomach to see bandages around it. A groaned escaped Taehyung's lips as he adjusted in the chair.

Was he asleep?

Weren't vampires known for not sleeping?

You sat up slowly and took in the room. It was beautifully decorated and had deep reds mixed with silvers interlaced throughout the furniture and bedding.

The room was fit for a King.

"Do you like the furniture more than me?" You heard a gravelly voice ask next to you.

"Oh!" You jumped gasping at the pain that flared up in your stomach.

"You're still healing, take it easy on yourself." Taehyung said, opening his blue eyes and looking at you.

"How long have I been asleep for?" You asked, leaning back on your elbows.

"A few days. You really had me worried..." He said, standing up and sitting down next to you on the bed. You inched away from him slowly, trying to keep a comfortable distance between the two of you.

"I see... I'm sorry you were worried." He smiled and rested his cool hand on your face.

"You saved my life, I will be eternally grateful to you, my wife." Taehyung said, leaning forward towards your mouth. You were quick to move your head to have him kiss your cheek.

"I'm glad you will be grateful for the sacrifice." You said, feeling his cold lips against your flushed skin. He moved back and gave you a particular look.

"You're being coy, we're married now. Can't I kiss my wife?" He asked, pulling your face towards his.

"I-I'm still recovering." You said, placing your hands on your stomach.

"I'm aware, but I don't think your lips were injured." Taehyung pointed out. You blushed and rested your head back on the pillow.

"My throat hurts, can I have some water?" You asked, looking at him. Taehyung was on his feet and walking to the table. He poured a glass and walked back over to your side.  He lifted the glass to your lips and you sipped slowly, feeling the cool liquid soothing your throat.

"There, how is that?" He inquired, placing the half empty glass on the side table.

"Much better, thank you." You said, yawning.

"Are you still tired?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Yes..." You said, feeling your eyes close.

"Sleep well, we have much to do when you wake." He murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead before you slipped back into sleep.

"____. ____. " You heard your name being called. The voice was soothing and it pulled you from your sleep. Your eyes opened and were met with the deep blue eyes of your husband.

"Hello..." You whispered, looking at him with tired eyes.

"Good morning my dear. Did you rest well?" Taehyung asked, taking your hand in his.

"Mhmm..." Taehyung smiled and sat you up in bed.

"Well, I have some things to discuss with you my dear." He said, placing his hand on your waist.

"What would that be?" You asked, seeing the difference in his eyes.

"We have one more ceremony to complete as husband and wife." He said, smiling at you.

"W-What ceremony is that?" You questioned, leaning away from him slightly.

"We need to consummate our marriage, so you can claim my body and I can claim yours." Your heart stopped and your eyes widened.

"C-consummate? You mean, have sex?" You confirmed, biting your lip in anxiety.

"Yes, my dear. We're married, there shouldn't be any problems. Unless you don't want to. I won't force you..." You assured, looking at you with firm eyes.

"Can I think about it?" You asked, biting your lip. Taehyung smiled and nodded.

"It's not something that needs to happen immediately, but you do need to be thinking about it. If I don't claim you, another Vampire can come along and take you from me, and believe me. I don't intend on letting you go." He said, touching your face gently.

You nodded and tried to calm your racing heart.

"Where are the others? What have they been up to?" You asked, trying to change the subject.

"They've been working on the gentleman who shot an arrow at my bride on our wedding day. After I was done here I was planning on going to visit him myself. Would you like to join me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in your direction.

You shook your head quickly, not wanting to see his anger in action. Taehyung chuckled slightly and stood up from his chair beside your bed.

"I must be off then, please, think about the consummation. I'll see you later." He squeezed your hand gently and walked out of the room, passing Yoongi on the way.

"Hello there your majesty." He teased as they passed.

"Hello Yoongi." He greeted before walking down the hall and towards the stairs. Yoongi walked in and shut the door behind him.

"Hey Princess. How are you feeling?" He asked, sitting in Taehyung's chair.

"Much better than on my wedding day." You replied with a slight chuckle.

Yoongi smiled and patted your hand gently. "That's good, you had us worried. Passing out for a week doesn't fair well on anybody. Did Taehyung try to bed you yet?" He asked, shocking you beyond belief.

"Excuse me?" You asked incredulously.

"Taehyung is generally pretty quick to the bedroom. He's so damn possessive he wants to mark his women as fast as he can so he doesn't loose them... Like he lost her." Yoongi said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Her? What do you mean her?" You asked, suddenly very curious about his slip up.

"Well... King Taehyung had a wife around fifty years ago... And he didn't bed her... A rival Vampire came along and... took her from him before he could consummate their relationship. He truly cared about this women and it hurt him greatly. So now, any slaves he takes, he consummates the relationship as soon as possible so he doesn't have to go through the pain of loosing them ever again. It's one of the reasons he's so possessive. And since you have rare blood, he's probably even more on edge. Lots of Vampire's have already tried attacking the palace. Even some of the staff have tried to take a bite of you while you were unconscious. That's why he's been staying with you or having one of us watch you. You mean more to him than you think you do Princess." Yoongi explained, patting your knee affectionately.

"So... Does he truly care about me? And not just my blood?" You asked, looking for his insight.

"I think he would like to know you. But the King is a very guarded person. It'll take a special person to break down all the walls he's put up around himself. But if anyone can do it, I think you can." Yoongi said, giving you encouragement. With that the topic of the King dropped and the two of you began discussing other matters, such as music and books that you liked.

The afternoon passed uneventfully, Yoongi leaving and Namjoon coming in quickly after to guard you until Taehyung was ready to return.

Conversing with Namjoon was relaxing and you two seemed to mesh very well. He made jokes about being able to read your mind, but you both knew he couldn't.

"So, Taehyung hasn't made you go to bed with him yet? I find that interesting, considering his possessive nature." Namjoon commented off handedly when there was a lull in the natural conversation.

"Is our consummation a topic of conversation for all of you?" You quipped, feeling slightly feisty after a good meal and some fluids.

"Well, it is only natural for a man and a women to do after marriage. And we all have sensitive hearing, and this room is unnaturally quiet for a newly married couple." Namjoon stated, giving you a gentle poke in the arm.

"I understand it's also for my protection. That way other's can't take me as their own." The two of you nodded in agreement and the conversation ended as another began.

Eventually night time rolled around and Jimin was watching you.

"When will Taehyung be coming back?" You asked as you gathered some clothes for bed. You had taken a bath and you felt much better after doing so. Your stomach was practically healed, you didn't even need to wear the bandage anymore.

"Soon enough. He's been... busy." Jimin stated from his book.

"Busy, with what?" You asked, grabbing a cotton nightgown.

"Jesus, is that what you're wearing to bed? No wonder you're still a virgin." Jimin commented, staring at the garment in your hand like it was a festering corpse.

"What's wrong with this? I want to be comfortable." The Vampire rolled his eyes and stood up from his chair.

"Let me pick something out for you." He said, opening the drawers and revealing a bunch of different clothing items.

You watched in horror as he grabbed a bra and panty set that matched and then grabbed a silky material.

"Hold on a second! Why are you grabbing that?" You asked, trying to shut the drawers.

"You're husband is sick with worry that someone is going to come along and take you from him, and you're hiding in your room like a scared little girl. Grow up, you're married now and I think that you need to be conscious of your husbands needs." Jimin stated, throwing the clothes at you.

"It's my virginity! And I don't think you have a lot of room to be talking about me and my husband when you haven't ever been married." You yelled, throwing the clothing on the bed and crossing your arms in protest.

"You're right. I haven't been married, but King Taehyung is my friend and I do worry about him. Please, think about it. He's been tormenting the man that harmed you all day, without relenting. You mean a lot to him, and I think you should show him that you care about him just as much." Your cheeks flushed pink and you huffed.

"C-Care about him? I-I married him for survival..." You whispered, trying not to think about all the kindness he's shown you over the period of time you've known each other.

"It's plain as day on your face, idiot. Don't try to be secretive when you're such an expressive person. It doesn't suit you. You can get dressed in what I picked or what you picked. But Taehyung will be here in about fifteen minutes. So, I bid you goodnight." Jimin said before walking out of the room and leaving you alone.

You stared at the comfortable looking nightgown you had picked, and the silky plum colored night dress that Jimin had picked.

Were you being too stingy with your husband?

It was something married couples did...

But you hardly knew each other...

Although, this will keep you safe, and you really wanted safety. Plus it would lessen your husband's worries and tie you together in a way that wouldn't be possible any other way...

Your mind was made up and you grabbed the outfit you had decided upon and crawled under the covers and waited.

A few minutes passed and a knock came at the door.

"It's me, can I come in?" Taehyung asked from the hallway.

"Yes! Please come in." You shouted back. Taehyung swung open the door slowly and his eyes focused on you.

You sat there in the dark plum colored nightgown Jimin had picked out and Taehyung's eyes darkened significantly.

"Why are you standing over there? Come over here." You urged, moving over in the bed and patting a spot next to you. Taehyung moved swiftly to your side and sat down in the place you had cleared for him.

"What's this all of the sudden?" He breathed looking down at your outfit.

"It's come to my attention that I haven't been the most accepting wife. And I want us to be closer... I think that in order for us to be closer, we need to let down all the guards we have protecting ourselves. That includes you. You cannot hide yourself from me any more, I won't have it. I can see that wall you put up in your eyes and I want it to be gone when you look at me. Can you do that?" You asked, reaching out and touching his face gently, accepting your affection for him.

"These walls weren't built in a day my dear, I hardly think that you can tear them down in one." Taehyung said, placing his cool hand on your bare knee.

"You doubt my capabilities?" You questioned wrapping your arms around his neck shyly.

"Possibly. What do you say about that?" You smiled, liking this banter.

"I say, watch me in action." You teased before pressing your lips to his.

Taehyung was surprised by the act, but you felt a kind of relief flush over your body at your bravery. You'd only been kissed once before in your life and you were delirious from blood loss. You tried to deepen the kiss, but wound up biting Taehyung's lip a little too hard and drawing blood. He pulled away and touched his lip, seeing the damage.

"I'm so sorry!" You yelped reaching up and pressing your hand to the wound. Taehyung's eyes darkened even further and and pushed you onto your back.

"I like the fact that you were the first one to draw blood. Can it be my turn?" Taehyung asked, pressing his lips back to yours. You whined at the odd taste his blood added to your kiss, but you found it harder to protest the longer he held you in his arms. You let yourself fall deeper and deeper into his lips as he became more and more aggressive.  

Taehyung played with the strap of your nightgown and pulled it off your shoulder slightly, baring your skin to him. He pulled away from your lips long enough to stare at your beautifully pale skin.

"You're so beautiful... Have you ever been bitten by a Vampire before?" He asked, gazing at your neck.

"No... No one's ever bitten me before." You breathed, running your hands down his arms.

"Good, I'd like to be the first. If you'd let me." He said, looking for approval. You nodded and tilted your head to the side slightly, giving him the access he wanted.

"Does it hurt?" You asked before feeling his head in the crook of your neck.

"It can if I want it to... You'll feel the pain of my teeth, but other than that I'll make sure it'll be enjoyable for you... I'll try my best not to take too much." He said, kissing your neck gently before sucking a few places up and down the sensitive area.

Directly above your jugular you felt his tongue begin licking softly, as if warming up the skin. You moaned quietly, blushing as Taehyung smiled against your skin.

"Right there seems to be a good spot, are you ready?" He asked once more.

"Yes. You can bite me." And with that you felt a sharp pain in the side of your neck before it dulled into a warm sensation that flooded directly to your center.

It was an odd sensation, having your blood taken from you, but Taehyung seemed to rather enjoy it. You felt a little weak, so you placed your hands on his shoulders, reminding him that you needed a breather. Taehyung quickly removed his mouth from your neck and licked the wound to ensure it's healing.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?" He asked, touching your shoulder cautiously.

"Yeah... Just feel a little weak is all..." You breathed, looking up at him.

"Well. I think I know what will cure that weak feeling." He said smiling before hiking your legs up onto his shoulders. You squealed with surprise and tried to keep yourself from squirming around too much.

Taehyung was quick to reach for your panties and your hand snapped to his wrist.

"H-Hang on a second... I need to prepare myself." You said, trying to compose your nerves. Taehyung leaned down and kissed your forehead and then down to your neck, which was still very sensitive from his bite. Then he moved to your chest, licking and biting above the fabric before reaching for the bottom and moving it over your head, leaving you in just your panties and bra. You covered yourself out of instinct and bit your lip in embarrassment.

No one had ever seen you so exposed and regardless of it being your husband, you still felt very shy. Taehyung smiled at you and moved your hands to the side, moving his lips down the valley of your breasts before reaching the scar wound of the wooden arrow that saved his life. He pressed delicate little kisses around the scar before kissing it directly.

"No one has ever done something so nice for me... You saved me that day, and I will forever be indebted to you for it. Let me spend the rest of eternity showing you my gratitude..." He breathed, looking into your eyes from your stomach.

"I think you need to remove your shirt before you go any further." You commented, trying to stave off the blush that threatened to appear on your cheeks.

"I think that is a fair proposal." He said before lifting his shirt off of his body. You marveled at the skin he showed to you, running your hands over it unabashedly. Taehyung smirked slightly at your courage and quickly placed his hands on your panties once more.

"You can take them off..." You said, trying to keep your heart beat under control. Taehyung nodded and the were off of your skin quickly. Taehyung stared at your soft pink core for a few moments before kissing right above where your panties previously sat. You gasped at the contact from his cool lips against your hot skin.

"You're so warm... I love it." He groaned and and kissed down to your center. You squirmed at the unfamiliar sensation but allowed yourself to relax into the pleasure rising within you.

"K-King Taehyung..." You breathed, trying to keep your self sane. The sensations were overwhelming. His cool lips contrasting with his hot mouth and you felt yourself slipping deeper and deeper into the pleasure he offered.

"It's just Taehyung to you my dear." He said, smiling up at your before going back to your center. Licking and nibbling to thoroughly lubricate you. You tangled your fingers in his hair while you watching him work between your legs. A pressure began to build in your lower abdomen and it was causing you to pant out harshly.

The new sensation became more apparent the longer he sucked on the bundle of nerves at the top of your maidenhood.

"I can't wait any longer... I need to be inside of you, I need to mark you as my own." Taehyung said, pulling his pants and underwear off in one fluid motion before settling between your legs again. You sat up and removed your bra, making sure there was not clothing left in between the pair of you.

"Taehyung... This is going to hurt isn't it?" You asked as he lined himself up with your entrance.

"It is... And there's not much I can do for that except wait for it to subside. I'm sorry I have to hurt you this way, but I need to bite you again. Will you be alright with that?" You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"It's okay... Just do it." You encouraged, rubbing against him experimentally. His hot member brushed against your core and the pair of you moaned in wanting. Taehyung kissed your head and pushed forward, breaking your virginity and causing you to scratch onto his back tightly. He groaned as he seated himself inside of your hot center.

"Shit, you're so tight... I'm not gonna last long." He warned, hanging onto you. Tears spilled from your eyes as you held onto him for dear life. Taehyung leaned down and bit into your shoulder particularly hard, draining more of your blood from you. The throbbing sensation from your lower regions and the pain from your shoulder mingled together in your stomach as you waited for it to be over.

"Taehyung..." You whimpered, feeling incredibly weak.

Out of nowhere a flash of bright light burst behind your eyelids and you felt incredible warmth overcome you. Suddenly, the pain in your shoulder and center was irradiated and nothing but pleasure flooded your being. You felt Taehyung remove himself from your shoulder and you saw blood dripping from his lips. The sight was erotic in it's own right, but looking at the pleasure in his eyes also drove you forward to bring your lips together.

Taehyung cradled your head and gave an experimental thrust forward into you. You squealed in pleasure and gripped onto his hair tightly, causing him to groan.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me." Taehyung moaned into your lips.

"You feel so good inside of me..." You breathed, trying to talk like he was.

"Such dirty words coming out of your mouth are so hot... Fuck, I can hardly keep myself from exploding..." He groaned, trying to keep himself under control.

"Don't hold back, give me everything you have..." You pleaded, digging into his biceps as his hips moved faster and deeper, hitting every spot inside of you that made you want to cry from pleasure. Taehyung obeyed your command and began thrusting into you at an alarming rate, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise, but you couldn't find yourself able to care.

"You are so beautiful... Thank you for being my wife." He gasped, trying to keep himself from gripping you too hard, especially in your abdominal area.

"Thank you for protecting me... Thank you for giving me a family again..." You panted, feeling the burning sensation rise in your stomach again. You could tell that you were close to falling apart from pleasure, and you couldn't wait. You wanted it and you wanted it bad.

"Oh shit... I'm gonna cum, ___." Taehyung moaned into your neck.

"Me too..." You said, trying to keep your heart from beating out of your chest.

White hot pleasure ripped through your body as you cried out Taehyung's name. Everything seemed to fit into place out of thin air. You felt warmth flood your core again, Taehyung's hips stuttering slightly. He moaned your name and rested his forehead against yours in an attempt to stay grounded. Your body relaxed and so did his and the pair of you lied against the pillows, feeling exhaustion creeping into your bones.

"That was incredible..." Taehyung murmured against your shoulder.

"I agree... I've never felt something quite like that before..." You admitted shyly, curling up against his side.

"Well. You can feel it for the rest of eternity if you'd like... I certainly don't plan on letting you go. And this beautiful mark on your neck lets anyone else know that you belong to me." Taehyung said smugly. You blushed and ran your fingers down his back, still feeling your scratch marks on his skin.

"Why haven't you healed those?" You asked, feeling blood smear down his spine.

"Because they let everyone know I belong to you."

Kill me Softly

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Romance, Vampire!AU, Smut

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, angst (sorryyy), threatening the life of a pregnant person, smut in the forms of: Oral (f receiving), dom!reader, sub!kook, unprotected sex (don't do as I write pls), creampie, edging, nipple play (phew), fucking in a forest (don't do that peeps), unexpected pregnancy, if I forgot something please let me know! (It does get intense so please be aware!)

Words: 26.1k (OOOF)

Summary: As a reclusive vampire, you haven’t seen one of your kind in centuries. Regardless, Jungkook is tasked with hunting you down and bringing you back to the King by whatever means necessary. Even if you’re shattered by the end of it.

*This is set in the universe of my 'I Belong to You' Taehyung X Reader story - although it was written a few years after so please forgive a couple discrepancies here and there. I did start writing this a few months ago so if it seems a little awkward that's why. It's mainly unedited because I didn't have timmmeee I sowwy! But please enjoy!*

Petrichor.

It filled your nostrils and suffused your whole body as you ran through the forest after your next kill. A doe, already wounded, ran through the woods ahead. It made your blood sing with the fire of hunger. Her blood splattered on the ground and it made your mouth water at the thought of finally being able to eat after a week of starving.

You tried not to eat frequently in order to keep the forest in balance, but as you’ve gotten older it’s been harder to control. Especially around a human.

Gods, the smell of their blood absolutely sends you spiraling into a new world of hunger. But every time you’ve tried to feast on one since... since he passed, you can’t help but taste the blood taste of rotting flesh. It makes your stomach churn painfully just to think about it.

But now it was time to focus on the hunt, and the glory of victory that was just within your grasp. You would make her death quick and you also made sure she didn’t have any fawns that relied on her still. You knew what it was like to grow up without family, so you weren’t going to subject anyone to that pain. Animal or not.

Finally, her injured leg tripped over a log and she fell to the forest floor. She didn’t even try to get back up, accepting of her fate. She snorted and huffed as she looked at you, fear in her eyes. You shushed her and patted her back gently.

“It’s okay, I’ll make it quick I promise,” you said. You cradled her head and twisted harshly, a distinctive snap going through the air. The deer fell limp, and you gorged yourself on her blood.

You must’ve looked a sight. Huddled over a deer carcass in the middle of the woods right after a vicious rain storm. Your body revelled in the feeling of her blood coursing through your dried veins for a moment. It made you feel alive, something you haven’t ever been.

You were what they called a ‘purebred’ vampire. Unlike most vampires, you weren’t turned, you were born a vampire. There are very few purebred vampires left in the world. The King of Vampires, King Taehyung, was one of them. But you weren’t interested in being a part of his Council. They were all full of themselves and their rare abilities, something you can only gain if you are turned by a purebred vampire. Or, if you’re born a vampire.

You had a rare ability as well. You were able to control all the elements at command. It was extremely rare for anyone to have an elemental power, and you had the power to control all four. It was paramount that you didn’t use them, however.

If the council caught wind of you near, they’d no doubt come looking. And they’d want to control you. You were as fickle as water, temperamental as fire, changing as the wind and stubborn as a rock. You demanded respect and you weren’t going to be used as a puppet for others enjoyment, you’d rather die.

Finishing off your meal you wiped your mouth clean, heading in the direction you came. Taking one last look at the deer, you decided to pay your respects. Lighting a cigarette and letting it burn and dropping it to the wet ground and stamping it out as your offering of tobacco. Giving a little nod you left, running towards your camp.

You skirted around the open fields, making sure to stick to the treeline without getting out in the sunlight. Purebred vampires don’t actually burn up in the sun, they just can’t use their abilities when in direct light. It makes fighting a lot more difficult. That’s why some vampires decided to train with swords or knives, perhaps bows as well. Regular vampires who were just turned by regular vampires also don’t burn up, they are just weakened and have to feed more often.

It’s difficult to curb all the rumors around vampires. The humans are fearful of their rulers and simply don’t want to be walking blood bags. So, they’ll say whatever they want to your face, but they’ll talk behind your back. Testy beings.

Making it back to camp you felt the strength from your meal beginning to wane. It was hard, only drinking from animals. But you couldn’t control your hunger at the best of times when an animal is around, imagine what you would do if there was a human. But you’d refuse to eat, you can’t, after you killed your lover...

You think back on him sometimes and wonder if there really was any saving someone that stupid. A human falling for a vampire is dangerous, and vice versa. Unless you plan to turn them at some point. Even then it can be dangerous. Vampires tend to drink so much that they can’t replenish what they took with their blood. Although, there is a ritual that has to be performed prior that most people forget about. You have to want it. Regular vampires tend to turn anyone who asks! And that’s why humans are so fleeting. Everyone is afraid to die, no one likes getting sick and then there’s the possibility of added abilities? What could be better?

Living with the ones you love. That’s what counts, and humans are fleeting creatures. They’re here then they’re gone. Living and dying like ants on the pavement. But you loved one. Foolishly, but it was a passion that hasn’t been matched. The feeling of being in his arms was so perfect, so right that you could fall asleep thinking of his embrace and all would be made right.

He asked, that idiot asked. He wanted to be with you forever, and you decided you could do it. Change him. Make his heart stop beating forever, because you were selfish. Because you didn’t want to be alone in this life. You wanted him, you wanted nothing more in this life. But, like your nature suggested, you’re a creature of greed. And as his ashen face looked up at your horrified expression, he smiled.

“I forgive you,” he whispered, before dying in your arms.

That bastard forgave you. But left you alone to deal with the feelings of guilt, the sleepless nights, nightmares that haunted your days. Because vampires do sleep, they just didn’t need to as often as humans.

It’s hard for you to accept the life of solitude, but it’s a necessary evil. You won’t allow anyone to get hurt because of you ever again. It sometimes seemed fruitless, because there were other vampires that would take your place to harm the living. But if you could be the one less, it was enough for you. And perhaps you could change some minds while you were at it.

You made a fire, boiling some water from the stream. Even though you knew nothing in there could kill you, it made you feel better. Pulling it off the fire you decided it was time for a wash. Your clothes were covered in blood and dirt from the hunt. And damn if you weren’t going to look presentable. Even if it was just for yourself.

Walking to the stream you began to strip down. An uneasy feeling came over you, but you shook it off quickly. So, you continued to undress. Slowly walking into the stream you felt the chill run through you. A human wouldn’t be able to handle this water, but it was just a little crisp for a vampire.

Dipping your head underwater, you waited.

Something was creeping around the tree line. You could feel it. If you gave them the assumption that you were just a naked girl, perhaps they wouldn’t try to trifle with you and they could leave and you could bathe. You peeked your head above the water and you peer around, your amber eyes locking onto something down the stream. It was a black wolf, drinking from the stream seamlessly.

But something felt off, like its eyes were...

Oh fuck.

You had to go and you had to go now.

But running out of the stream now would tip him off, but perhaps if you just went back under and began cleaning yourself you could-

The wolf dipped its paw into the water across the stream. Fear pierced your heart as you watched it slowly place its other front paw in the chilled water, like it wasn’t cold.

It was time to go.

You didn’t give a damn about tipping him off at this point, but maybe you could out-run him.

“Don’t think so sweetheart,” a chilling voice crept over your skin as you stood, naked as the day you were born, in the stream.

“Can’t this wait until after I’m dressed?” You made the move to cover yourself.

“Do you really want my answer?” he asked.

“Suppose I don’t,” you said, trying to think of a plan that would get you out of here fast enough.

“You know what happens next,” he said, readying the cuffs brushed with vervain.

Vervain is an herb used to weaken vampires. But it was less potent on purebreds, although you know those restraints could hold you.

Faster than a human could blink you froze the water around his legs. Running up onto shore you heard it shatter. And moments later, there he stood in front of you.

Damn, why did you do that?! Now he knows you can control at least one element!

“Ah, don’t be so frigid darling,” he teased.

“Just let me go,” you said, moving to walk around him when he gripped onto your upper arm.

“Don’t think so miss, I think a power like that needs to be investigated by the council,” he whispered.

Frowning you ripped out of his grasp.

“Don’t touch me,” you said, rubbing your arm.

“Fussy little thing huh?” he said, cracking his neck before coming towards you again.

“I mean it, I really don’t want to hurt you,” you said, backing away from him.

He laughed, heartily. You watched as he doubled over, making a fool of you.

You growled lowly before taking a slice at him with the water from the stream. He easily moved out of the way as if he were expecting you to put up a fight. Still covering yourself you slashed at him again, but he was agile, moving out of the way as if the water wasn’t an issue for him. You growled and moved the water to form a hardened ball of ice, throwing it at him. Yet it didn’t even phase him.

“Now darling, I think you need to rethink this whole deal. Don’t you know who I am?” he asked.

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes. The nerve on this guy.

“I know you work for the King, that’s all I know-all I care to know,” you remarked.

“Don’t be that way, my name is Jungkook. And you’re going to come with me,” he said, smiling brightly, like he’d already caught you.

“Sorry Jungkook, but I don’t think that’s gonna happen,” you said, sweeping him into the stream quickly with what water was available. He gasped as he was pulled in.

You turned to grab your clothes and booked it back towards your camp. All you needed was your money and you could run. Run as far as you could until they didn’t bother to look for you.

The sound of footsteps running after you echoed in your head as you tried to keep your pace faster. But he was much stronger than you. A vampire that feeds off humans would naturally be faster. But you couldn’t let that stop you.

Running into your camp you grabbed the satchel of coins quickly before booking it in a random direction. You just had to get somewhere he couldn’t find you. Carefully you found a hiding spot. Jungkook’s footsteps stopped, but that didn’t mean anything. He could be in the trees, he could be in that wolf form you saw earlier.

So you couldn’t let your guard down for a moment. Because that very well could be it.

Scanning the surroundings you found that he wasn’t on the ground at the very least.

Then a twig snapped from a tree about forty yards to your left. Your head shot in that direction, finding Jungkook had changed into some kind of monkey. So he wasn’t limited to one form. That made this a little more difficult.

Although, you did notice that his eyes remained a blood red. And they were locked with yours.

“Fuck,” you whispered, slamming your hand to your mouth the second you spoke. The damage had been done already; however, he’d seen you. Grabbing your coin purse you ran, as fast as you could.

But your speed hardly mattered as his hand encircled your arm. You jolted to a stop, grunting at the pain that shot through you. Jungkook chuckled and pulled you closer.

“Well sweetheart, that was quite the show. Never thought you’d try to drown me. Especially in running water. That made it harder. Quick thinking doll face. Since you know only purebred vampires can be in running water. Makes me wonder how you were able to be in there without any trouble,” he smiled.

You couldn’t help the little flutter that ran through you at the sight of it. Of course he’d be beautiful. He worked for the King. The King likes to surround himself with nice things. Cocky bastard.

“Let me go,” you demanded.

“As if, you’re coming with me,” he said, locking the vervain cuffs around your wrists. They burned as they settled against your skin.

“Ow, shit!” you hissed. Jungkook grabbed a hold of you and made sure your restraints were secure before taking your coin purse.

“Won’t be needing this where you’re going doll face,” he smirked, pocketing your hard earned money.

“You jerk! I earned that money, give it back!” you said, moving forward to kick him. But he grabbed your foot and twisted it, a sickening crack heard throughout the forest as your leg snapped in two. You screamed in agony, falling to the ground.

“Damn you, I was supposed to deliver you unharmed. You just have to make it difficult for me,” he sighed, coming closer to your writhing form.

“Fuck you,” you spat, using your good leg to kick away from him.

“Just hold still you little shit!” he growled, sitting himself on top of you. You felt the press of his weight in your secured hands that sat behind your back.

You also took notice at how his clothes clung to his body. Defined muscles greeted your eyes as you oogled him. Jungkook smirked and put his hands at your neck.

“Like what you see baby?”

You spat in his face, making him cringe.

“Alright. I’m done playing nice. You’re coming with me, whether you want to or not!”

With that, he hauled you up and over his shoulder. You screamed and flailed your good leg, the other one beginning to heal, but the recovery process was slowed by the vervain cuffs you were wearing. You squirmed and did everything in your power to be let go, but Jungkook held firm, not letting you go for a second.

Jungkook carried you to a horse, where you were thrown onto the front, and secured in place by the cuffs at your back. Jungkook’s hands came around you and secured the reins. And the two of you were off.

You felt a single tear fall down your face as you knew your freedom had slipped through your grasp.

Again.

--

Jungkook rode through the night, only stopping to give the horse water and food.

You didn’t know how far he rode to find you, you also wondered how he was able to find you when you hadn’t been in a village in over a month.

These thoughts plagued you as the pair of you continued to ride. Jungkook kept his head forward, never sparring you a glance as you made it through one village. The people in the town looked hungry and on the verge of collapse.

This is what the King has brought to people. Pain and suffering. Not joy and prosperity. What a joke.

“Whoa!” Jungkook said, slowing the horse to a stop.

“What are you doing?” you asked, watching as he approached a group of women.

“Getting a snack, of course,” he said, smiling at the women beautifully.

You watched in horror. The women all shied away, but didn’t run. That would be punishable by death. Jungkook brushed the hair out of a younger woman’s face, tucking it behind her ear. She shivered, you didn’t know with fear or with excitement. But you could tell, Jungkook was doing some kind of glamour on her. She relaxed into his touches and you saw him gently pull her from the group.

He took her around a corner and from there you couldn’t see but you could hear.

Her soft whimpers, Jungkook whispering filth into her ears.

You heard the rustling of fabric and you didn’t want to continue to listen. You knew what he was doing.

Her moans and Jungkook’s drinking made you want to throw up.

It seemed to last forever, but eventually the girl stumbled out and ran in the opposite direction of Jungkook. And the man of the hour sauntered up to the horse as if he didn’t just fuck a random village girl behind a bakery.

“Alright, we can go,” he said, climbing back onto the horse.

You winced as his hands crossed over your body.

“Something wrong?” he asked, looking at you.

“T-there’s blood on your hand,” you whispered, smelling the girl’s blood right in front of you.

“Appears there is, want some?” he offered it to you, holding his hand in front of your mouth.

“I-I...”

“What’s wrong? Not your cup of tea? Want me to find a nice guy who will let you take a bite? I don’t need you starving to death before getting there,” Jungkook stated, moving to get off the horse once again. You wiggled in protest.

“No! I don’t want anything, I’m not hungry,” you said.

Didn’t need him knowing you drink from animals. Although, he’s bound to find out eventually.

“If you’re sure,” he said, licking the blood from his hand and wiping the rest off on his pants. You sighed in relief, before he took off yet again.

The ride was quiet as the two of you went through the night without as much as a word to one another. There was nothing that needed to be said in your mind. He was holding you against your will, and there was no way out of it. With the vervain limiting your abilities, you wouldn’t be able to heat the irons up enough to melt them.

A frown worked its way onto your face.

Jungkook’s strong stomach was against your back and you had to fight the urge to turn around and look up at his beautiful face... wait, stop. No.

You shook your head. You couldn’t think like that. Your lover would be horrified to know he died only for you to fall for another man! There’s no way you could think of Jungkook in any other manner than a nuisance.

“Something on your mind?” he asked, not taking his eyes off the road ahead.

“Like I’m telling you,” you scoffed.

“I know what you look like naked, do you think that whatever is troubling you is more intimate than that?” he asked.

“I’d rather strip naked in front of you than tell you my personal thoughts,” you said, snapping at him.

“Maybe I’ll take you up on that sometime,” he laughed.

You hated being under a watchful eye, you wanted to make him squirm and writhe like you were. It wasn’t fair he was the only one asking questions all the time. He had tried several times in the night to get you to tell him who your parents were. Like you were revealing that to him.

“And what about you?” you asked.

“What do you mean? You want to see me naked sometime? That can easily be arranged doll,” he whispered.

“Oh piss off,” you said, throwing your head back into his chest.

He huffed in annoyance and shoved your head forward with a flick of his wrist. You growled deep in your throat and turned to glare at him. He smiled his stupid perfect smile before focusing back on the road. God he was infuriating.

Jungkook stopped off for the night at an inn, getting the two of you a room.

When he unclipped your harness to the horse you decided you were too tired to run from him. It had been a few days since you slept last and you were ready for some rest. Jungkook helped you down, keeping your handcuffs on as the pair of you went up to your room for the night.

You were mad that it was a single room, but you’d put up with it for the time being. Using your abilities without sleeping afterwards really drains you.

When Jungkook opened the door you almost passed out. There was only one bed, and Jungkook was no doubt going to take it for himself. So you kicked off your boots, getting ready to get comfortable on the floor when you realized that you’d been in handcuffs for the better part of a whole day and you were aching.

“Jungkook?” you asked, turning to the man who was sitting on the bed, taking off his boots.

“What?” he asked, looking up.

“Can you take these off?” you asked. Gesturing to your handcuffs you smiled.

“Not happening,” he said, not even thinking about it.

“Please?” you asked, arms ready to fall off.

“Well, if I take those off you, how am I to know you won’t run away?” he asked.

“I promise I won’t run,” you said.

Jungkook laughed.

“As if I’m going to trust that, no way,” Jungkook answered. You frowned before sighing and turning to lay on the floor. You heard shuffling behind you and then you felt the cuffs full of vervain fall off. But before you could do anything about it you were hauled into the air. A small scream escaped you as you were thrown onto the bed.

“Jungkook!” you yelled, arms barely able to support you.

“The only way I’m keeping those cuffs off you is if you stay here in the bed where I can sense if you move,” he said.

“Nevermind, put the cuffs back on!” you said, scrambling off the bed.

Jungkook grabbed your sore wrists and pinned them to the bed, settling on top of your waist. You looked at him above you, staring at you with his beautiful crimson eyes. Your body lost its fight. The attractive man on top of you was too much. You flushed and looked away, staring at the lamp on the bedside table.

“Just sleep in the bed with me, it won’t kill you,” he said.

“I’d rather not, thanks,” you said back.

“Don’t be so dramatic, I won’t do anything either,” he said.

“I’d kill you before you even thought about it,” you growled.

“Too late for that doll face,” he smiled.

“You’re disgusting.”

Jungkook sighed before getting up and pulling you off the bed with him. Your leg was still healing a bit, so when he let go of you, your body began to crumple to the floor. Quicker than light Jungkook was there to catch you. His arms wrapped around your body, holding you up.

“Your leg still isn’t better? What’s wrong with you?” he asked.

“Um, no-nothing, I’m fine,” you said, trying to stand on your own.

“Easy, easy! Stop for a second!” he said, holding you against him tightly. “What’s really going on here? Why are you so weak?” he asked.

“I’m not weak!” you cried out, shoving him away with an impressive amount of strength. He coughed as the wall creaked against his weight. His eyebrow raised as he looked at you.

“What are you?” he asked.

“You already know, I’m one of you. A vampire,” you said.

“Yeah, smartass I know that. It’s just, I’ve never seen a vampire like you before. One that gets nervous at the sight of blood, you need it to survive. So why did you act like you did when I had that girl’s blood on me?”

“Because, it’s not human blood that I drink,” you answered.

Jungkook scoffed.

“There’s no way you could live on animal blood for very long. You’ll wither away,” he said.

“I’m going thirty years strong on it,” you said.

“More like thirty years meh on it,” he snarked.

“I have my reasons why I don’t drink from humans,” you said sharply.

“Why is that?” he asked, genuine curiosity leaking from his voice.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Jungkook sighed and brushed himself off, coming towards you. You backed up against the wall, shutting your eyes tightly. Waiting for something, anything. But nothing happened. You peeked your eyes open, seeing Jungkook looking at you with interest.

“You’re a purebred aren’t you, not just turned by a purebred. What’s your name?” he asked. Too tired to think before speaking.

“Y/N,” you said softly.

“That’s a nice name, I’ve never heard of you before,” he trailed off.

“I’m not surprised, but, why do you think you were set out to find me?” you asked.

His face turned dark.

“The King would tell me if I was sent to kill you. If I was, you’d be dead already,” he said.

“Aren’t you confident,” you yawned.

“Come to bed,” he encouraged, changing the subject.

“I’m not sleeping in the same bed as you,” you said, firmly.

“How about this,” he said. Suddenly, his body shifted and a small cat stood at your feet. The eyes were blood red, but the rest was like a normal cat.

“Fine, fine. I’m tired, let’s just go to sleep,” you agreed sourly.

Jungkook hopped up on the bed, choosing the bottom as the most comfortable for him. You laid down, curling up into a ball before the lights and sounds of the world faded away, and you were asleep.

--

You awoke to an unusual weight across your body. Peeking one eye open you saw Jungkook, draped across you like an eight day wash. You growled and shoved him off the bed, hard. A small ‘oof’ could be heard from the other side, and then the whining commenced.

“Why did you do that hyung?” Jungkook complained from the floor.

“Because your hyungs aren’t here and you have no right to be touching me,” you said in a stern voice. Standing up you walked over to the window and peered out into the town.

A small bakery wafted fresh pastries through the village. People were walking around in the market, purchasing goods and making small talk with the vendors. It seemed normal enough.

“Good to know you’re not a morning person,” he said, rubbing his stomach.

“Thought you were supposed to be a cat,” you said, keeping your eyes trained on the village below.

“You never asked how long I could stay like that,” he answered.

“Good to know you’re someone who withholds the truth if it benefits you,” you threw his words back at him.

“How am I supposed to give you the truth if you don’t ask for it?”

“Jungkook,” you started, “we need to come to some kind of agreement.”

“I concur,” he said.

“So listen to my terms,” you said.

“Now you’re making demands? Remember you’re the prisoner here,” he said.

“Jungkook,” you warned.

“Fine, fine, make all the demands you want. Doesn’t mean I’m going to listen,” he said back with a yawn.

“I want to be unchained,” you started.

“Hold on-”

“And I want a meal at least once a week, animal: preferably deer,” you said.

“I can’t just-”

“If we are to stay in any hotels or inns I get first pick of where to sleep,” you continued.

“Y/N,” Jungkook said firmly.

“Yes, I wasn’t finished,” you said as if it were trivial.

Suddenly you were pinned against the wall by your throat. Vampires didn’t need to breathe, but if you were decapitated and burned, then you have a slew of other problems to be dealing with.

“Listen, I’m in charge here, doll face. Don’t forget who tracked you down and brought you here. If you were the stronger one, then I would be dead. It’s ridiculous to make demands in a situation where the power is in someone else’s hands. Remember sweetheart, just who is holding the reins,” he warned, dropping your neck and letting you fall to the ground.

Just as you were about to throttle him within an inch of his life he walked out the door. You sighed and hauled yourself up from the floor. Your leg was still a little wobbly, but nothing that couldn’t be dealt with. Walking down the stairs you surveyed the Inn with your eyes. There were several people sitting at tables and eating, and Jungkook wasn’t among them. Maybe he went to get the horse ready.

You were about to brush your hair from your face when you realized... He had forgotten to chain you up. Either that or he trusted his abilities to track you down. While you didn’t blame him, you were still wondering how he was able to find you in those woods you were camping out in. Maybe one of the villagers from the town nearby sold you out, but you hadn’t been there very long and you didn’t spend enough coin to be noticeable.

Before you could think about it much longer, you decided to follow him. If at the very least out of boredom. And he was kind of fun to aggravate.

You made it outside and Jungkook was readying the horse. You walked over and looked at him, watching with muted interest. Jungkook was handsome, anyone with eyes could see that. But there was something about his beauty that made you want to get closer. To touch his skin and feel his hands on your body. It was a little frightening to think this way, but most vampires were beautiful once they were turned. All imperfections and aging stops to make them irresistible to the prey. Like a beautiful flower that traps the insects and kills them for their own gain. Nature created such vile beasts like vampires, it upset you to know that you were one of them sometimes.

“If you’re going to ogle me can we at least be in a private place before you decide to do so?” Jungkook asked as he finished securing the saddle to the horse.

“I’m just observing,” you said, a soft look of aggravation on your face.

“If you’re trying to find a weak spot darling, I hate to break it to you but I don’t have any,” he said, offering you his hands to get up on the horse. You humored him and let him help you up into the saddle without a fuss.

“I’ve already found several,” you said, smirking.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” he asked, jumping behind you and taking the reins.

“You really think I’m going to reveal what your weak spots are so you can hide them better from me? Fat chance, Jungkook,” you laughed.

“Can’t blame me for trying.”

He urged the horse forward and the two of you were heading out of the village.

The ride was long, and your butt was beginning to get sore at this rate. But you kept your mouth shut as he kept the horse going at a steady rate. You looked at the scenery around you and smiled softly. It was beautiful out here. So much greenery and no people, just the way you liked it. You saw deer running across the fields together, in a herd. It made you miss your family something terrible. It has been so long, that you’ve forgotten what it’s like to be with people who make you happy. People who don’t want anything from you, power or money or status. Because your life wasn’t always one of solitude...

The two of you rode in silence, much like you had before stopping at the inn last night. Jungkook’s body against your back made you think of the first time you went riding with your father in the winter right after your 70th birthday. Vampire children matured much slower than normal kids, at the tender age of seventy you looked as though you were ten. So, to celebrate your father had bought a brand new snow white mare with grey speckling on her. She was the most beautiful thing you’d seen, at your age. And you found that riding her was like floating on air. She was secure, and gentle, but also firm in her strides as she moved, she had confidence that carried her. You’ll never forget that moment, as long as you live.

You hadn’t noticed, but you were leaning back into Jungkook, letting his front support you. He didn’t stop you, letting you remember in peace. He knew that look, reminiscing back on the past... He did it often. But he never let anyone see him doing so, it was a private moment for him and him alone...

Snapping out of your stupor you saw what appeared to be a burnt down village. But it was old, the dust had settled and nothing was smoldering. It was actually cold, like a scar on the landscape. Something that had been there for a long while.

Before you knew it, Jungkook stopped the horse.

“Why are we stopping? We’re in the middle of nowhere,” you said, watching as Jungkook tightened his grips on the reins.

“It didn’t used to be,” he whispered.

Getting off the horse he walked up to the corpse of the village. Confused, you followed.

“Jungkook!” you yelled as he walked with purpose towards the main square. There, in the center, was a beautiful fountain. It appeared to be made out of marble, or some kind of granite. For it to still be here was a testament to its craftsmanship. Jungkook was oddly silent as he walked around, looking in houses and stopping to peer around buildings.

“What are you doing?” you asked as you caught up to him.

“Shut up,” he warned, continuing to move down the line of what appeared to have been houses. You sighed and continued to follow him, watching as he seemed to bob and weave around with a sense of familiarity. You were curious if he knew the place. Perhaps he spent some time here in the past.

“Jungkook, where are you going?” you asked, trying to keep up with him.

“Here,” he whispered, looking at a particularly small house at the end of the row. He stopped and looked at the door, touching the doorknob with a delicacy that you hadn’t seen him exhibit in the week you’d known him. Slowly, as if he were taking off a bandaid, he opened the door. It creaked and moaned with age, protesting against being opened. But Jungkook pushed forward, looking around as if he knew the place.

“Jungkook,” you whispered, looking at him with moderate fear. He was scaring you, stopping here out of nowhere and suddenly finding a small hut towards the back of the area. You weren’t sure what he was doing, and it was frightening you.

“Oh Gods,” he whimpered, falling to his knees on the floor.

“Jungkook!” you yelped as he hit the floor with a thud.

“No!” he screamed, bashing his fist through the floor. You screamed at the shattering of the floorboards and watched as the man before you began to cry. You were stunned. The once cocky and annoying man was suddenly a mess on the floor of a random cottage. Looking around you saw nothing of importance, nothing that would signal anyone being there in quite some time. Jungkook’s crying turned into sobs as his face was pressed into the floor.

Your heart ached with the familiarity of it all. You knew this pain, you knew it all too well... He’d lost someone here. Slowly, as to not frighten or agitate him, you kneeled to the ground behind him. Softly, you called to him.

“Jungkook,” you said, placing your hands on his shoulders carefully.

Soon, he was in your arms.

“Mama, papa,” he whimpered, placing his head in your neck. You were stunned into silence. He was gripping at your hips with an agony that you knew. His parents must’ve died here. You weren’t sure what you should do. Did he want you to comfort him? Or was he just using this as a ploy to get you to let go of your defenses...

“Jungkook,” you started, moving to push him away from your body, when you remembered yourself in the same position. Centuries ago. Pleading for your parents and having no one to comfort you. I-It couldn’t hurt, could it? “Jungkook,” you whispered again, cradling his head in your hands, bringing him closer to your chest. Hot tears slid down your cleavage as he continued to cry. You knew his pain, you knew what he was going through. It was never easy, perhaps that’s why he was constantly distracting himself. Because this pain was always nagging at the bottom of his heart, ready to latch on the moment he wasn’t looking. Jungkook had weaknesses just like everyone else, and this just happened to be one of them.

“It’s my fault, I’m so sorry,” he whispered into your chest.

“Jungkook, it’s okay,” you said, brushing your fingers through his hair.

“Y/N,” he whimpered. You shushed him like a babe, keeping him close to your chest.

“Do you want to talk about it?” you asked, combing through his hair again.

“I-I don’t know,” he said softly, so quiet that you had to strain to hear him with your impressive hearing.

“Jungkook, sometimes we need to re-live pain so we can get over it, or at least learn to cope with it better,” you encouraged, bringing his head up to yours.

“I-they, my family lived here in this village,” he started, wiping his tears with the back of his hands. You nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“I grew up here, I was human once,” he explained. “But that all changed when Taehyung found me. I had been attacked in the forest, it’s been so long that I don’t remember the attackers, but Taehyung has assured me they have been dealt with. They left me for dead after stealing all my money and valuables I had on me, which wasn’t much. My family was poor... But we were so happy,” he said, getting a dreamy look on his face that made your heart lurch painfully. You could tell he wasn’t lying, that look proved it. He was remembering them, and their memories he’s held in his heart for years.

“How long has it been since...” you trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence.

“Almost a century,” he whispered back.

“Oh Jungkook, for a vampire that’s-”

“Almost like it was yesterday...”

The two of you sat in silence for a while. Neither of you dared to speak. Jungkook still had tears falling from his face as he looked down at the floor.

“They were so disappointed in me,” he said with a soft tone.

“What do you mean?” you asked.

“My family, my parents,” he explained, “they were so disappointed that I had become a vampire. Not like I had much of a choice in the matter. Taehyung made the decision to save me when he found me in the woods. But you know, my family had always hated vampires, for as long as I can remember. My great grandfather fought against them when we first started to rise to power. But obviously, they lost. My mother cried when she saw my brown eyes had turned red like blood. She’d demanded I stop the joke, but I told her it wasn’t a joke. Taehyung told them what had happened, and you know what my mother said?”

You shook your head, already feeling dread welling up within you.

“She said I should’ve died in those woods that day,” he finished, looking down at his feet.

“Oh my Gods, Jungkook no,” you said, coming forward to wrap your arms around him. You couldn’t explain it, but you wanted to comfort him, no matter the cost it was to you. He accepted your advances and coiled his arms around your waist.

“I should’ve died out there Y/N,” he whispered.

“No Jungkook, just because you’re a vampire doesn’t mean suddenly you’re a different person. Just the chemical makeup of your body changed. I’m so sorry that happened to you,” you said, brushing his hair behind his ears.

“They died from old age in front of me years later. My mother first, then my father about two months after that,” he said, rubbing his face, eyes still wet with tears.

“That’s awful Jungkook, I’m so sorry,” you said, not being able to imagine your parents reacting that way. Although you two were in a different boat.

“Nothing that can be done about it now... The past is the past and they... they’re dead,” he said, standing up and wiping off his knees.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” you asked, standing as well and coming to his side.

“It doesn’t matter, I have a mission to complete. And that’s getting you back to the palace.”

Your heart stuttered for a moment, looking at him with his red eyes and weary expression.

“Maybe we should make camp here for the night,” you said, already heading towards the door.

“No, I can’t-I mean...” Jungkook faltered.

“Do you not want to stay here? I’ll understand. But it looks like a storm is rolling in and I’d rather be in a building or a tent than on that horse,” you explained.

Jungkook nodded.

“I’ll tie up the horse.”

--

A storm came rolling in about two hours later. Jungkook had put the horse in the old stable and tied it up for the night. The pair of you huddled in a house that was a little bigger than Jungkook’s old one, using the blankets for warmth. Fall was rolling in and these rain storms made it that much colder.

“Are you cold?” he asked, walking in from feeding the horse.

“I’m fine,” you said, bringing the blanket and tugging it around your body further.

“Sure, here,” he said, handing you another blanket that was undoubtedly his.

“I don’t need it, I’m fine,” you said through chattering teeth.

“I’ll start a fire,” he announced, moving towards the old fire pit with purpose.

“Jungkook honestly,” you admonished, pulling the second blanket around your legs.

“It’s fine, I’m a little cold too,” he said.

As he worked you couldn’t help but notice the way his body moved. Being a vampire meant you moved with grace and elegance, but he was on a whole different level. The way Jungkook’s muscles clenched and contracted made your mouth water. You wanted to reach out and run your hands down his back as he situated himself between your legs and-wait a second...

This isn’t right...

Jungkook is the man keeping you hostage, the one delivering you to your death no doubt...

But the way he clung to you in his old home and how he cried for the loss of his family. You related to his pain, you knew it all too well. But, that didn’t change the fact that he was holding you against your will, and was going to be the cause of your demise one day... One day soon...

Flames burst from the firepit and Jungkook stepped back a bit, looking down at his handiwork with a grin. You scooted forward, reaching for the heat with greedy fingers. Jungkook sat down next to you, closer than you originally thought he was. However you didn’t say anything, wondering if he needed the proximity to put himself at ease.

“It’s so peaceful here,” you whispered, resting your head on your arms.

“It really is,” he agreed, rubbing his hands together and putting them in front of the fire.

The two of you were silent yet again, listening to the sound of the crackling wood in the firepit. It was relaxing to say the least, especially since you didn’t have any restraints holding you back. Again, you wondered if you could take Jungkook in a fight. If he wasn’t expecting it, perhaps you could take him down before he even realized-

“Don’t even think about it,” he said softly, eyes never once leaving the flame.

“Think about what?” you said, feigning ignorance.

“Escaping, I’ve already been too nice. Don’t make me regret it,” he said, sounding almost sad.

“I wasn’t,” you defended, looking at him.

“You can lie all you want but your actions speak louder than your words,” he smiled.

It was beautiful, a brightness you hadn’t seen come from him in, well, ever. You hadn’t known him long, but you could tell this kind of sincerity was rare for him. Something he didn’t let people see very often. Part of being a purebred was the ability to sense things that others may not see. Little nuances that others can’t see, or just don’t bother to. And with Jungkook, he was so open to showing you everything, that you couldn’t help but notice.

This poor man, all he wanted was love and affection. But he’d gotten it from the wrong places. Serving the King brought him purpose, but it didn’t provide him everything he needed. The arms of swooning women that would give him attention for his looks and the power that he could provide, but nothing else... He was so utterly broken inside it made you want to weep for him. He’d lost everything, only to gain a fraction of it back... And he was still looking for somewhere to belong, somewhere to call home.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he said, putting up his shoulders.

“Looking at you like what?” you asked.

“Like you’re dissecting me, or imagining that you could, it’s creepy,” he said.

“Sorry,” you offered lamely. Jungkook just sighed and continued to warm himself by the fire. However, before long the curiosity got to be too much.

“Why does the King want you anyways?” he asked, looking you over.

“Did he not tell you why you were sent out to get me?”

“He said he wanted to speak with you,” he said.

You laughed lightly and his head turned to you.

“So that’s how he put it,” you reasoned in your head, nodding. “If he wanted to merely speak with me Jungkook, why were you given orders to bring me by force?”

Jungkook’s big eyes turned confused.

“What are you talking about? Y/N, why does the King want you?” he asked.

Sighing, you decided you would tell him. He told you his life story, might as well tell him yours.

“You’re right, about me being a purebred. I was born a vampire. But I wasn’t just any vampire, I was a Y/L/N.” Jungkook gasped, and looked at you with a ferocity you hadn’t seen from him in a long time.

“You were... you were a princess?” he asked.

“Yes, I was. Born to be the heir of the kingdom. But it never happened,” you said, looking down at your hands.

“Yes, because your family had to be stopped! You were murdering your own kind!” he said, standing up.

“No, Jungkook, we weren’t,” you said, keeping your eyes locked on the floor.

“What do you mean? You killed thousands of vampires!” he exclaimed.

Your head snapped up and looked at him, deathly still.

“Do you know of a disease called The Hunger?” you asked, looking at him with curiosity. He shifted on his feet and looked down.

“No, I’ve never heard of it,” he said.

“It was a terrible disease that went through and infected thousands upon thousands of vampires. They became so ravenous that feeding from humans was no longer enough, they resorted to cannibalism. Drinking from vampires, even eating their flesh... My father devoted himself to the task of stopping this disease. To the point where he contracted it himself... Although he never fell through to the temptation of drinking from another vampire. Until one night, he came home covered in blood and not remembering anything about the night or where he had been. My mother confirmed that he was covered in the blood of someone from the royal guard, whom they found later. The Hunger can modify and change your brain chemistry, so much so that you could be damaged from it forever. There is no cure, Jungkook. The only way to save people was to kill the infected,” you explained.

“But there’s got to be a cure,” he said, sitting down next to you.

“I’m afraid Jungkook, there isn’t,” you stated, “my mother spent her life looking. She was great at alchemy and things of the like. She was probably the most knowledgeable woman around. Father never treated her like she was some arm piece, she always had a purpose.. Father never restricted her knowledge and learning, they worked together in order to make sure the kingdom would flourish. That’s how my parents did things. They weren’t the cruel rulers they're known as, killing off thousands of their own people to prove a point that they were powerful... That wasn’t who they were,” you whispered.

Jungkook looked at you with serious eyes. Like he was searching for something.

“If you don’t believe me I won’t sit here and try to convince you. But I know what happened, I was there. I lived it, Jungkook. When were you born?”

“About a hundred and twenty two years ago,” he said softly.

“I’ve been around about four hundred years longer than you,” you said.

“That just means you’ve gotten better at lying,” he growled.

“I didn’t accuse you of lying when you were crying earlier,” you said.

“But I-I...” he trailed off.

“My family died because of Kim Taehyung,” you said. “He took the crown of my father’s decapitated head and called it mercy. He said that the people would no longer suffer, but look around you now! Jungkook, there's famine in the streets, vampires are preying off people like it's a sport... And the humans are beginning to fight back. I’ve seen and heard of vampire hunters in groups in the outskirts of the kingdom. But they haven’t been bold enough to attack... yet,” you said.

“How can I believe anything you say?” he asked, “Taehyung saved me!”

“I believed you,” you whispered.

“But, Y/N, it’s not that simple. If I believe what you’re telling me that means that one of my closest friends is... is...”

“I’m not saying I want the crown back, Jungkook. Diplomacy was never really my thing. My parents tried to raise me as a princess, but all they got was a little girl who’d rather go out and explore than sit in a castle all day and be waited on hand and foot. I was smuggled out of the palace before Taehyung could find me as well. My nanny at the time, she got me out, but she was human... I wound up killing her because I was still feeding off of animals and older adults at the time. I deeply regret it, deeply. She died for me, so that I could go on living. My parents died so that Taehyung wouldn’t look for me. Yet, here we are, centuries later and now he decides he wants to ‘speak’ with me? Great,” you whispered.

“Maybe he just wants you to swear loyalty to him! Maybe he just wants you to work for him like the rest of the Council members do. It’s not that bad of a gig, Y/N, believe me,” he said.

“He is the reason my family is gone. And now, he dares to find me and demand my loyalty? After centuries of us living apart? What spurred this on? Why now after all this time?”

Jungkook sat in puzzlement, looking into the fire for a moment.

“I’m sorry, about your parents,” he whispered.

“It’s been centuries, I hardly remember them anymore,” you said, a sound of pain escaping you.

“You hardly remember them?” he asks.

“I remember what they looked like and some memories with them, but other than that? I don’t remember the fine details of living with them. Like what my mother smelt like, the way she sounded when she laughed. Little things, they’re starting to fade away from me... And it breaks my heart everytime I forget...” you admitted.

“Y/N, that’s awful,” Jungkook agreed.

“It’s life, Jungkook. A life without them, means to forget them eventually. I know one day I won’t remember them at all... I dread that day,” you whispered.

“Just keep thinking of them everyday. Go down a list in your head of the things you remember,” he offered.

“I do that, and everyday the list gets shorter. Another tally mark on the wall of forgetting,” you said, a single tear trailing down your cheek. Jungkook quickly brushes it away with his thumb. You gave him a watery smile before more tears started falling from your eyes.

You remember your lover doing the same for you when you told him your story... How many years ago was that now?

“I’m so sorry you lost them, Y/N, I understand your pain... I’m sorry,” he said, bringing you into a hug. Slowly, you accepted his embrace. Leaning your head on his shoulder you let out a few more tears, not crying as hard as he had earlier in the day but it still felt nice to have someone hold you while you cried. To feel that emotion with someone else, something you’ve been craving for such a long time.

Touch.

To feel someone’s hands on your body, lighting your nerve endings on fire as they trailed their fingertips across your naked body. God, the thought alone was making you hot.

Jungkook pulled away from you, brushing a tear from your eye and then he moved away, no doubt going to go rest for the night while the storm above passed over. But much like the storm, your body was in turmoil. You wanted to touch someone, just to feel someone else’s body against yours so badly. It was horrible to be lonely... Even if it was just for a little while, you wanted to forget...

Reaching up you grabbed his wrist, stopping his movement. Jungkook turned to look at you, curiosity written in his features. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, you pulled him to your lips. Jungkook was stunned at first, not quite registering your mouth on his.

Just as you were about to pull back, Jungkook tangled his fingers in your hair. You felt a rush of heat course through your body that hasn’t been there in centuries. Jungkook cradled your head with such care it made your chest throb. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, kissing him with reckless abandon. Where was this coming from? This man was your captor! He was sending you back to the King!

But he was also a broken man... someone just like you.

“Y/N, what are we doing?” he asked, breathless from your kisses.

“I don’t know,” you whispered back, but it didn’t stop you from reconnecting your lips with his. Jungkook didn’t stop you either, kissing you with fervor. His hands stayed on your waist, not traveling across your body like you expected from him.

But you wanted his hands all over your body, it had been so long since anyone had touched you like this. And you missed the sensations that came from it, even if it was with the wrong person, at the wrong time, it didn’t matter. Because it all felt so right.

“You can touch me,” you said, placing his hand lower on your body at your hip.

“Y/N,” he breathed, locking his lips over yours again, kissing you so hard you were certain your lips would bruise if you were human. Jungkook was handling you with the utmost care, something that made your heart melt even more for the man in front of you.

His hands slowly trailed over your body, resting at the small of your back. Jungkook made your mind race with possibilities. Everything he could do to you, everything you could do to him. It made your stomach jump to your throat. He detached from your lips to kiss your neck, nipping playfully making you shudder.

“Jungkook,” you whispered, winding your fingers in his hair. Jungkook groaned as he licked at your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You opened your mouth and kissed him harder. You weren’t sure what had gotten into you, but it had been years since someone had paid you any kind of attention, and it showed in your reactions. Every time Jungkook brushed a spot along your hip or nipped at your neck in the right spot it had you shivering with such desire it was almost smothering.

Placing your hand on his stomach you leaned in to kiss him again when he stopped you.

“Y/N, what do you want from me?” he asked, looking at you with kiss swollen lips and a few red marks on his neck from you.

“I-I... I don’t understand,” you whispered.

“I think we’re both pretty emotional right now, we shouldn’t do something you’ll regret later,” he said, as if it pained him.

“You’re right, Jungkook, I’m sorry,” you said, flushing red in embarrassment. But Jungkook was right in asking... What did you want from him?

It was all so messed up in your head. There was your heart that didn’t want to move on from your past, it was all too painful. But your mind was starting to wander. Were you using your ex-lovers death as an excuse to remain distant? Was he truly still the love of your life? Or was it time to move on and accept his death?

It was all so difficult to process.

But you couldn’t find yourself regretting your actions with Jungkook.

“Don’t be sorry, I’m not,” he said, a soft smile on his face.

“We should go to bed,” you stated, moving towards the opposing room. The thunder crashed loudly outside, and you found yourself jumping out of your skin. You heard Jungkook chuckle before, settling down into his sleeping pack. You frowned, but went on into the other room to set up your small blanket on the floor. Jungkook apparently was out cold, but you stayed up later, unable to get the feeling of his lips out of your mind...

You fell into a fitful sleep, letting the blackness consume you.

--

The next morning you woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside the hut. You got up and stretched, looking out the window. Jungkook must’ve let you sleep in this morning... That was oddly kind of him. You decided you didn’t want to question it, that’s when you smelt it.

Blood.

But not human...

Jungkook, where was he?

You looked around. In the other rooms, throughout the village and he was nowhere to be found.

Going back to the hut you noticed the blood on the floor, and the trail led out the door. Picking up the scent you discovered that humans had in fact been here. But the blood on the floor belonged to a vampire, that much was certain. It even looked different from human blood. You smelt several people, around six or seven that had been here... But that didn’t answer your questions. Who knew where you and Jungkook were, and why did they only take him?

Just as you were about to follow the trail further, a thought sprung to your mind...

Why were you going to go after the man that kidnapped you? There was no reason you shouldn’t just high tail it out of here and start over somewhere else. It wasn’t too hard to do, and if you kept out of the villages all together you would be near impossible to track down. Your freedom... right there, ripe for the taking.

But, something stopped your feet from moving forward. If someone really had taken Jungkook, where did they take him? And most importantly, why? Then the thought came to your mind.

Vampire Hunters.

Those bastards must’ve been following you, and when they found Jungkook, a member of the Vampiric Council, they probably thought he was better prey. No doubt the story of his death would bring the other members of the Vampiric Council running. Or at least, his capture would. He was in danger. If they were able to subdue him, they were no doubt powerful.

But you wouldn’t let one of your kind suffer the fate they had in store for him. You’d seen too much death in your lifetime, and you’d be damned if you could save him from this fate.

Running towards the stable you grabbed the horse, you were going to need all your strength for dealing with these people. Vampire Hunters weren’t people to be trifled with. They hated your people with a passion that hasn’t been seen in centuries. Of course there has always been rebellion when it comes to the vampires ruling over the world. But they were on a different level, and if they had Jungkook then there could be serious trouble afoot.

“Go go,” you urged the horse, flicking the reins in your wrist before the animal took off. You followed the distinct smell that was Jungkook. Something that smelt like a smoldering hearth in the dead winter and cinnamon. It was spicy and warm, something you didn’t know you liked until now that it was your sole connection to the man.

You traveled following his trail for a long while, it felt like at least a few hours. However, vampires weren’t known for keeping time...

Jungkook’s trail was getting stronger the further you went, giving you hope. Then, you began to recognize your surroundings...

Oh no, they couldn’t have, surely not.

But the moment you saw the stables you knew where you were...

You were home.

Your former estate was massive, with huge gardens and extensive land that wraps around the mountain behind your home. The place was in disrepair, and it made your heart ache to see it in such a state. But it had been centuries since you’d stepped foot in this area of the country. You were curious as to how you didn’t realize you were this close, but that was a matter for a different time.

You rode up and the area around you was silent, apart from the subtle chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects. But you could smell them everywhere. Their scent permeated your once pure home. It filled you with rage that people who knew nothing of your home and the way it was meant to be cared for were here. Using it as some camp as if it were anything less than a feat of architecture that your father worked years on to create. But they were not creatures of sophistication, like you. They were tired of being treated the way they were by an immature ruler, they wanted freedom, however they weren’t going to get it going about it this way. Stealing members of the Vampiric Council is suicide. But, no matter, you’d soon resolve their feeble thinking.

Jumping off the horse you brushed your hair over your shoulder and headed towards the door. The estate had a grand fountain that sat in front of two large staircases that curved around the front of the building in such an elegant way it made you nostalgic. Climbing the mossy steps you found yourself moving at the pace your parents had taught you long ago.

Step with elegance, pride and strength. For these are all things you possess in great quantities. Make everyone believe it.

You reached the front door and creaked it open, the firm wood holding strong underneath your palms. However, the hinges could use a touch up. Walking in you smelt the must of the years that had passed, but somehow... somehow the sweetness of your mother remained in these halls. The spice that was your father echoed in the space as well... Perhaps it had been shut up long enough that they could be remembered here somehow...

You had to focus, Jungkook was in here somewhere, you could smell him. But you couldn’t let the memories of your family distract you now. Jungkook was here and very much in need of your help. So you had to get out of your own head and find him...

You thought about it logically and the most fortifiable room would be the wine cellar, but the easiest vantage point was your mother’s old study at the very top of the stairs... But Jungkook’s smell was everywhere.

That’s when you saw it...

Blood smeared on the walls.

They had smeared his blood on the walls to keep his scent all around you so you could never track him down using your sense of smell alone... You’d have to walk it blind and hope you found him somehow...

Sighing, you walked towards the sitting room, a grandiose room that had floor to ceiling curtains made of the finest material money could buy. Now they sat, moth eaten and practically begging to be set aflame, but you still smiled as you walked through the gorgeous room. The pictures of your mother and father sat on the floor, worn and stained but still recognizable if you knew them. You reached out with a weak hand and placed it on their faces, tears threatening to pour down your cheeks. But you refused them, they didn’t have a place here anymore. This home should be full of nothing but love and laughter, like it used to be. Instead of all this pain.

A noise from upstairs made you freeze. It sounded like someone trying to speak, but it was muffled. Jungkook. Your heart jumped to your throat. Perhaps he was up there. It wouldn’t be good to get caught up there, but in the worst case scenario, you had the high ground. Walking up the center stairs you felt the air shift around you. It wasn’t necessarily bad, but it didn’t feel good either. Like something was waiting just around the corner for you.

Turning you saw your old bedroom door was shut. Trusting your gut you went forward. Your hand was on the doorknob when the room shifted again. Like people were coming up behind you. Turning, you saw no one. But you knew the moment you opened this door, something was going to happen. Turning the stiff knob in your hand you opened the pure white door that once led to your childhood room.

There Jungkook was lying on the floor in front of you, covered in wounds and his hands were tied behind his back. You couldn’t label the emotions you felt in that moment. Looking at him, you kept your senses on high alert, ready to attack if need be.

“Jungkook,” you shook him.

Nothing.

“Jungkook, wake up,” you whispered, shaking him harder.

A small cough came from the man, enough to tell you he was there. Lifting him off the floor you brought him into a sitting position. Jungkook’s eyes flew open as he looked around and saw you.

“Y/N, w-what are you-”

“It doesn’t matter, we have to go,” you said, trying to urge him up.

“But Y/N, why did you come for me?” he asked, looking you in the eye.

“Jungkook, I don’t have time for this, we need to get you out of here before they-”

“Well, lookit what the cat dragged in huh,” a deep voice from the corner called.

You were surprised you hadn’t smelled him, although with Jungkook’s scent everywhere, it was hard to smell much else.

“Let him go,” you demanded.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands, little lady,” he warned, coming forward with a blade, pure silver no doubt. It wouldn’t kill you, but it would hurt like a bitch.

“You have no idea who I am,” you scoffed.

“Of course we do, former heir to the entire Kingdom. Heart of gold, won’t even feed off of humans. You see, we’ve been following you for a while. And we knew, after that kiss you shared with good ole Jungkook over here, you’d feel a responsibility to come and get him. A fight against you both would be difficult, so pull you apart and make for easier pickings for us,” he smirked.

“You don’t know what kind of trouble you’re in now,” you said, hands heating up with fire.

“I think you’ve underestimated us,” he smiles brightly.

“I know you’ve underestimated me,” you warned, throwing a whip of fire in his direction. He dodged it easily.

But that was just a warning shot.

This would be a battle of the mind, not of brawn.

Stepping to the side you threw a stream of fine pebbles out like bullets off the floor. One must have grazed him, cause you heard his breath intake spike for a moment. Either that, or you startled him. Then you smelt the blood. Better hit than you thought.

Jungkook was silent to your right, something you were appreciative of. You couldn’t get distracted right now. Too much at stake.

A knife came out of the dark, hitting the wood right beside your head. Another warning. Was Jungkook worth the trouble you were going to have to go through to get him out of this? You breathed deeply. Everyone was worth it. It didn’t matter their past, or their present, what mattered is you got them to their future.

Taking the knife from the wall, you marveled at it in your hand for a moment. “This is excellent craftsmanship. Where did you acquire such a knife?”

“Downstairs,” he answered smoothly.

“Of course it’s one of dad’s,” you said, throwing it square at his face. Hitting your mark dead on. He had no chance of winning the fight when he decided to do it in the dark. Your night vision was near perfect. If anything, you had more trouble seeing during the day.

Humans could see at night to an extent but not to the magnitude you could.

A small cough brought you out of your stupor.

“Jungkook!” you yelped, rushing over.

“I’m good, I’m fine,” he said. You examined him a little, noticing he was wearing vervain rope around his wrists. A part of you wanted to be smug and asked him how it felt to be captured, but the bigger part of you was more concerned about getting him out of here in one piece. He was hurt, pretty badly. You weren’t even sure he could walk. Vampires healed fast, but they needed blood to do so.

“Jungkook, where did they...?” you asked, looking for the wound that produced his blood that was all over the walls.

“My back,” he said, straining to stand up.

“Easy, I got you,” you said, helping him to his full height.

“Thanks Y/N, seriously. You didn’t have to come for me,” he said.

“I did, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I just left you for dead,” you answered.

“This isn’t over, they’re everywhere. Crawling around like insects ready to be squashed,” Jungkook hissed. You rolled your eyes and helped him get to the first landing before you heard scuffling behind you.

“Hold on,” you said, heading towards the sound.

Three more vampire hunters popped out, knives and other weapons at the ready. You hardened your stance and threw a punch, hitting the first one in the nose. Although this exposed your wrist for a slice from the second one. You hissed and pulled your hand back and looked at the wound. The blade was covered in vervain. It would slow your healing process. Thankfully the cut wasn’t deep.

Growling you brought your leg up and kicked the second one square in the chest, throwing him against the wall with a sharp crack. You glared at the third one, who came forward with another knife, although this one was larger. No doubt another from your father’s collection. Moving to the left you brought your arm to his throat, crushing his trachea beyond repair. You listened until his breathing stopped and you assessed the situation. Four down, several to go.

Up the stairs you heard a gasp. Turning quickly you saw Jungkook surrounded by four more vampire hunters. You huffed and ran up the stairs, tackling one to the ground before throwing a solid punch to the face. You punched again and heard his skull crack. Standing up you brought his body with you, shoving it at the man closest to the railing. They both went over, a sickening crunch being heard a second later.

“I’d hate to get my hands dirty any more, why don’t you just let us go?” you asked, tilting your head.

“We’d rather die than let vermin like you escape!”

“Well, unfortunately that wasn’t the right answer,” you mocked, picking up a dropped blade from the floor and throwing it square in one’s chest. He stumbled backwards, but he pulled the knife out with ease. Damn, he was wearing armor underneath his clothes. You should’ve known the extra bulk wasn’t muscle. But, you had other means of destroying them. Undoing your small pouch from your belt loop, water hit the floor.

“Think we’re afraid of a little water?” one asked, coming closer.

“You should be,” you warned, lifting your hand, causing the ice to freeze. With a flick of your wrist the icicles were flying through the air and landing their marks on each man’s throat. They both collapsed, hitting the floor with a dull thud.

Jungkook looked at you in amazement.

“Each element... You can control them,” he whispered.

“Yes, I can, but let’s not focus on that right now. Let’s get out of here,” you urged, coming forward to wrap your arm around his waist, when a sharp pain erupted through your lower calf.

“Y/N!” Jungkook yelled.

“Fuck!” you screamed. Your knee hit the floor hard, as you looked behind you to see an arrow sticking out of your leg.

One woman was at the base of the stairs, smirking at you.

Oh big mistake.

Reaching backwards you ripped the arrow out of your calf, feeling the blood run down. But you didn’t pay attention to that. Feeling the dirt with your hand you brought it into the shape of an arrowhead. As quick as an actual bow you fired, drilling the woman in the skull with it. She fell to the floor, blood splattering across the back wall behind her.

“Bitch,” you spat, moving into a crouch to examine your leg. It was already starting to heal. The dumbass didn’t put any vervain on it; you were in the clear.

“Y/N are you alright?” Jungkook’s concerned voice came from the landing.

“Yeah, I’m fine. On my way,” you said, coming back towards him.

He looked a little worse for wear. His wound still hadn’t healed, they must’ve used a vervain weapon on him. He was pale. More so than usual, and he looked tired. Your heart ached slightly at the sight of him, so beaten down. He was strong enough to beat this, you knew it.

“You okay?” he asked, moving his hand down to your bloody leg. You nodded, already feeling the skin stitching itself back together.

“Yes, she didn’t put any vervain on the arrow, so I should be healed in a few minutes,” you said with a soft smile. He nodded. You moved to help him stand, taking a majority of his weight on your side.

“How many more do you think there are?” he asked, moving with you at a slow pace.

“I don’t know, once we get out of the house I can hunt them down one by one,” you smirked, ready to unleash your full potential.

“I don’t know whether to be scared or turned on at that,” he said, as if he were truly confused.

“Jungkook!” you admonished, rolling your eyes.

“What! I’m serious, that was super sexy Y/N!” he complained.

“Shh,” you said, turning and sniffing in the direction of the hallways.

“There are more that way,” Jungkook confirmed, you nodded.

“I can sense them, but it’s hard. I can smell vervain, those bastards are pulling out all the stops. It’s affecting me,” you complained, helping him through another doorway.

“Me too, I feel even weaker,” he agreed.

“I know, I’m the one hauling your ass,” you said, finding the door that would lead you out to the old gardens. “If we go out here it’ll be harder for them to find us, but it’ll also be closer quarters. Less places to run or hide.”

Jungkook stuck his tongue into the side of his cheek while he weighed the options. You couldn’t help the little rush that went through you at his serious expression. He was truly something else. But your heart was still holding on to the past...

“Let’s go,” he said, pulling his feet underneath him and trying to take a step forward on his own.

“Careful!” You yelped, looking at his bloody back.

“I’ll be alright, just need to find one of them to drink from,” he growled.

“Okay,” you said, trying not to think about that.

Going down the steps you and Jungkook shuffled through the roses and the hydrangeas that had long been overgrown and unkempt.

You remember running around them as a child with your nursemaid and family members. The stone paths once shone with the love and care of the groundskeeper, now they were covered in dirt, mold and moss, making your heart ache.

The look of the garden now made you wince. Your mother would be horrified if she could see it now. Although, this wasn’t the time to be thinking in the past.

Jungkook’s hand was still locked in yours, unwavering and anchoring you to the present as the past whirled around you in a dizzying spiral. Practically dragging you, Jungkook found a gazebo that was towards the middle of the gardens. He pulled you behind it, settling his tender back against the lattice. Wincing, he bit his tongue to keep himself from crying out. You looked over at him in concern, when he put his hand up to give you pause.

“There are three of them close, but the scent of vervain is still strong, they must have it on their person,” he deduced.

“That means they have it on their weapons. Which makes this ten times harder than it needs to be,” you huffed, looking up at the sky.

“Hey, we got this,” he assured you, patting your cheek with affection. Jungkook could feel his stomach clench when you smiled at him.

He could never give you over to Taehyung now. Knowing what he does and feeling the way he feels... He could die for disobeying a direct order from the King... But, the way you looked at him, the way your eyes held the same pain as his. Although, they still held so much hope. Something Jungkook didn’t realize he’d been looking for until he found it in your glowing orbs. Taehyung would never find you if he had anything to say about it.

“What?” You asked, wondering why Jungkook had taken to staring at you for the past minute.

He shot you a winning grin before shaking his head. “It’s nothing, let’s do this.”

Hearing a rustle come from the bushes you brought the earth forward, gripping the individual's feet and pulling them through the hedges and into the light. Jungkook growled at the sight of the person and launched himself forward. You kept them stable as you turned your head, not wanting to see what he did.

You heard the tendons and muscle tearing as Jungkook ripped them apart as he fed. The smell of blood in the air was almost enough to choke on. But soon, you heard the crumpling of fabric and Jungkook footsteps walking toward you.

He wiped his mouth and looked at you. There was no fear in your eyes, just determination. He took your hand and started down the pathway further, ears listening to every twig snap and rustle of leaves. Jungkook turned a corner and there were two vampire hunters standing there, ready for you.

Your heart stopped in your chest when you saw that there was a girl, who couldn’t be older than thirteen standing before you with hatred in her big brown eyes. Jungkook went to move forward when you stopped him.

“She’s just a kid,” you said, not wanting to hurt her.

“She’ll kill you without even thinking about it, Y/N, I know it’s awful, but she likely doesn’t have a family. Most vampire hunters are orphaned. Due to vampires,” he said, swallowing the distaste.

“Come here, vampire bitch! I’ll kill you!” The girl yelled, pulling out a poisoned blade. One good strike with that could put you or Jungkook out of commission for a while. Jungkook tensed, waiting for you.

“You don’t have to do this,” you said, looking at her desperately.

“Yes I do,” she snarled before coming forward and trying to lodge her blade deep in your chest. Jungkook came forward and gripped her wrist, making the blade aim away from you. Jungkook huffed as he realized he wasn’t going to be strong enough to take them both. If you didn’t get your head in the game, it was over for the both of you...

“Y/N! We have to kill them!” He shouted, looking at you as your heart battled with your mind.

“I can’t kill her Jungkook, she's just doing what she thinks is right!” You cried.

The blade came at you again, you dodged it without much difficulty. But you could hear Jungkook, he was struggling to stay on his feet, even though he’d drained someone, the damage he sustained should’ve dropped him a while ago. You couldn’t waste too much more time. Jungkook tried taking the older gentleman, but it was a bad move. Jungkook took an elbow to the stomach and was shoved backwards. He fell and hit his back hard against the ground. Jungkook groaned in pain, not moving to get back up.

“Jungkook!” You yelped, moving to go help him. When a blade flew past your head. Turning slowly, you saw the girl glaring at you with unadulterated hatred. Jungkook was still on the ground, unmoving. He’d no doubt spent all of that energy he’d gotten from the person he drank from earlier. It was up to you now.

“Alright, I’m done playing games,” you said, glowering at the two of them.

“Finally a fight worthy of our time,” the older man said, coming forward.

“I want to kill her,” the little girl said, holding onto her blade with a ferocity not normally seen in younger kids.

Unless they had lost everything.

“You can strike the final blow, but I want some fun in the meantime,” he said, smiling.

You felt your skin crawl. This wasn’t the life for a younger kid. She deserved to be playing with her friends and being loved by her parents, not this. It was heartbreaking to see it play out this way, but right now... It was you against them. Vampires vs Humans.

And you weren’t going to lose.

Making a whip out of fire you looked at them harshly.

“You hurt my friend, then come to my house and dare to make a mockery of me. Mind you, I am the former Heir to this kingdom. Show some respect,” you smirked.

“Like we’d worship a whore like you,” the older man said, trying to strike a nerve.

“Ooh, so rude. But no matter, we’ll make quick work of this,” you confirmed, throwing the whip out and latching it to the other man’s arm. Pulling him forward you wrapped your arm around his throat and crushed his windpipe shortly thereafter. He gasped on the ground for a few moments before his eyes rolled back in his head and it went eerily silent.

“G-Grayson,” the younger girl said, looking at him with concern. She probably hadn’t seen many people die before. She may not have killed herself yet.

You could still save her.

“You don’t have to do this,” you reasoned.

“Y-You... You could’ve just snapped his neck, made it quick. But you made him suffocate. You really are monsters,” she said, shaking.

“We are, but you don’t have to become one yourself. This doesn’t have to be what you do, you can walk away,” you said.

“I can’t, your kind took everything from me. My mother, father and brother. I won’t rest until you’re exterminated. So we can rule ourselves in peace,” she snarled.

“Is that what you believe will happen? That the Vampiric Council won’t hunt you down and slaughter you. I know, I’ve been on the run for years from them. Trust me, I don’t like the current situation any more than you do. But I left my life behind because I had no choice. You have one, choose the road less traveled,” you encouraged.

Her stance wavered.

“They’ve raised me since I was eight. I owe them everything,” she said, soft.

“And they turned you into a killing machine,” you said. “There was only something in it for them. They robbed you of your childhood.”

With this phrase, her eyes changed. Flashing pure rage.

“You robbed me of my family, of my life. Any semblance of a childhood died when my family did. Don’t pretend that you’re trying to help me. We both know there’s only one of us walking away from this. And it’s going to be me,” she said, ice leaking into her tone.

“I’m sorry that your family is gone. Mine is too, taken from me from my own kind. If anyone can understand your hatred of vampires, it’s me. I’ve hated my kind for so long. Centuries, but it’s never gotten me anywhere. The only way to move forward is to accept your past and move towards your future. Your past is cemented, but your future is still being decided,” you pleaded.

But the hardened gaze she gave you, told you everything you needed to know.

She was beyond saving.

And you weren’t sure if you were gonna make it. You hadn’t fed in a long time, and there weren’t going to be animals around with enough blood to sustain yourself for a long time. And Jungkook needed you...

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered, looking down before pushing yourself forward, taking the earth under her feet to secure her in place. She struggled for a few seconds before a realization came over her face.

“You’re really gonna kill me,” she whispered.

“I’m afraid we’re past that point,” you said, gripping her head and yanking her neck to the side so her flesh was revealed. Swallowing thickly, you bite into her yielding flesh and let the crimson liquid pour into your mouth. She struggled for a little bit, before it was too much and she started to collapse. You held onto her and drained her to the last drop.

The head rush started first.

The overwhelming sense of strength and power that you felt made you almost want to scream. It was too much. Being a purebred living off of animal blood was a joke, and you knew it. But you had forgotten how much you’d lost in your decades of living the way you had. It was almost startling.

Your senses came rushing in like a herd of antelope. Your sight, your hearing and smell all heightened to their original state. That’s when you heard Jungkook huff from behind you.

Rushing over you kneeled next to him. He hadn’t moved since the older man, Grayson, knocked him to the ground. Your heart did a little flip in your chest when you looked at him. Pulling him into your lap you brushed the hair away from his face. A small cough came from his lips and his eyes fluttered open.

“Good morning,” you smirked.

“Y/N?” He asked, looking at you with moderate confusion.

“Yeah?” You said, giving him a soft smile.

“Your eyes,” he said, bringing a hand to your cheek.

“What about them?” You asked.

“They’re... red,” he whispered.

“They’re, oh... Yeah,” you coughed. A sound from beyond the trees made your skin jump. They couldn’t have... Did they release it for their own gain? Not even your father had been able to tame that beast. You weren’t out of the woods yet. Jungkook noticed your distress.

“Something wrong?” He asked.

He must not have heard it.

“There’s something big in those woods. You need to feed, we don’t have long before it starts after us too,” you urged, helping him stand.

“What’s in those woods?” He asked, following you.

“It doesn’t matter as long as we don’t run into it,” you said, keeping it vague.

“Y/N, what is it?” He asked, looking towards the tree line with worry creasing his features.

“It’s a mountain troll. Father had captured it, thinking he could tame the damn thing. But he wound up losing more than he gained from it. I don’t know how it survived after the estate went to ruin but, I know what it is. And I know what it could do,” you warned.

“Okay, then what do we do?” He asked, following as you started off deeper into the gardens.

“Get out of here as fast as possible, we don’t want to fight that stupid thing. And you need to feed again, your wound is taking a lot of the blood to heal. You won’t be able to hold your own in a fight like this,” you said, turning a corner.

That’s when you froze. Jungkook saw you stop and mirrored your actions. Eight people were coming up behind you, and fast. Grabbing Jungkook’s hand, you hauled him in front of you, urging him to run. Not thinking much more the pair of you had taken off towards the large fields next to the estate.

If you could just get out past the river, you would be home free.

But, things rarely happened the way you wanted them to in your life.

A sharp burn echoed across your shoulder, causing you to stutter in your stride and fall. Jungkook was hanging onto you so tight that he wound up tumbling to the ground with you. The pair of you rolled a few feet before you wound up underneath him. Jungkook looked at you in confusion. But looking down at you, he could see the pain etching across your face.

“What happened?”

“Get up, we’ve gotta move,” you said, trying to push him up when your shoulder twinged in pain again.

“Y/N,” he said, helping you stand up.

But it was too late, they had caught up.

“Well well well, what a prize. A member of the elite Vampiric Council and then the former Princess of our kingdom. What a treat for us,” a girl at the front said.

She must be their leader. The head of this branch of hunters. They all had a main person who they answered to, but no one had been able to track down and find the head of the vampire hunters in the years they’d been around. They tend to make themselves fairly scarce, knowing a full on fight with the proper forces wouldn’t end well for them.

But here, against two vampires.

It hardly seemed fair.

You looked at each of them. They all hovered around the same height and build. They also were fairly young. They weren’t as young as the girl you’d met earlier, but they couldn’t be more than ten years older than her. Jungkook and you stared at the group, wondering what the hell you were going to do.

“You’re in trouble, your former highness,” she smirked.

“It’s nothing we can’t handle,” you said, keeping your face level.

“Bold statement, I expect a good fight. You have been trained in combat, it was expected when you were a child wasn’t it?” She asked.

She no doubt read your family's journals and papers that remained in the manor. So, her knowledge of your combat history and ability wasn’t that big of a shock. However, that did put you at a disadvantage. She could predict your moves before you made them, if she understood the fighting styles you used. They were older, so maybe she would struggle but, this wasn’t a good sign.

“It was, but, I’m no longer a child,” you said, taking a few steps forward when you felt the pull in your shoulder again. Reaching back you ripped a small dart from your flesh. Observing it, you sighed.

A vervain dart. Once injected, it could greatly decrease a vampire’s abilities. Hearing and taste would be dampened, reflexes and sight would be slowed, almost to that of a humans. But, that wasn’t for purebreds.

“This doesn’t have to be the way it is. We can stop, let us walk away,” you tried, even though it sounded ridiculous to your ears.

“Ever the diplomat. I guess old training dies hard, huh? Hilarious what we remember,” she sneered

“I’m giving you a chance, walk away,” you offered again. But the leader just chuckled, shaking her head.

“You can’t expect me to let you go, not after all of this. I’ve lost good people today, a good kid, thanks to you,” she pointed out.

“I gave her a chance,” you said. “Just like I’m giving you one now.”

“This is fucking ridiculous,” she growled. “Judy, Neil, take them out.”

Two people from the back came rushing forward. Jungkook tensed up, ready to fight, but you put your hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t, let me take this one,” you demanded.

“And let you have all the fun? How could I?” You gave him a sharp look, squaring your shoulders.

“Don’t slow me down then,” you smirked.

The woman came after Jungkook, while you curved off towards the man. You heard the sicken snap of bone behind you and the woman crying out in pain.

Jungkook would be fine.

Shaking your head you moved towards the man. He stood with a strong stance, moving with a grace that was odd of a human. However, he was older, probably the oldest in the group here so he’d have time to train enough to get that kind of skill in battle. You moved in counter, keeping your steps level and in time with his. He struck first, throwing a dagger past your head.

That was a warning.

Although, you saw him favor his other shoulder after the power exerted to throw the dagger had gone through. You tilted your head and saw he favored his entire left side. Some old injury that was no doubt aggravated. You were still heavily impressed that he wasn’t obvious about it. And the way he carried himself just proved he was disciplined.

Placing your hand in the dirt you ran a line right to his left foot, locking it in place and watching as he tensed up. He was scared. Rightfully so, you were about to kill him.

Taking your hand in the dirt you twisted it sharply, causing the block of soil around the man’s foot to yank his whole leg to the side quickly. A wet snap echoed throughout the clearing and you watched as the man fell to the ground crying out his agony. You stood up and dusted off your hand. Jungkook’s mouth was red, the body of the woman he fought on the ground behind him.

The head woman seemed frustrated.

“Jackson, Ruby and Garrett, go,” she demanded.

The three peeled out from the group huddle.

You knew what she was doing now however. She was wearing you down and showing the ones who remained in her group how you fought. That way when they came at you towards the end they’d know how to take you down with ease. Gritting your teeth you tried to hold back when the woman came at you, tried to keep your powers dialed down, but that’s when the ground beneath your feet began to shake.

“What’s going on? Y/N!?” Jungkook’s alarmed voice came through the clearing.

“Jungkook run!” You cried, taking off towards him.

That’s when through the trees a large creature emerged.

Your breath stopped short at the sight of it.

The mountain troll had grown. Your father had captured it when it was younger, and it must’ve been quite young because you had no idea the creature could grow to this size. How it survived still amazed you. It also terrified you.

Jungkook moved to bolt towards the treeline when the troll started for the group of vampire hunters. The head woman started screaming orders, telling her people to hustle and get to higher ground. But she was sorely mistaken if she thought her and her group were going to make it out of this alive. The only reason you and Jungkook had a chance was because of your inhuman speed.

“It's distracted! GO!” you screamed, pushing him forward. Jungkook could hardly stand at this rate, but you two managed to haul your asses towards the river. It was the boundary for the estate, and if the charm was still on the fucking troll, it couldn’t cross the body of water.

However, the vampire hunters didn’t know that.

They started heading back towards the estate, hoping to get some cover. But, it was far too late for them. You and Jungkook heard the sounds of them being ripped apart. The screams...

But you had to keep moving. Because the second they were all dead, that thing would come after you two.

Finally, you made it to the river. Jungkook pushed himself through the water and landed in a heap on the other side. You did the same, but your pants caught on the rocks below the surface.

The cracking of tree branches alerted you. The troll was done with his appetizer and was coming for the full course meal. You were still in the river, he would be able to reach in and pull you out. The damned thing could get in the river, but he couldn’t get on the bank. Panic gripped your chest as you tried to pull on the fabric desperately.

You’d already spent your energy on fighting the whole day away. You wouldn’t be able to call a pebble to fight for you now if you wanted to. Jungkook was breathing harshly on the bank, looking at the sky.

“Jungkook!” you screamed.

His head popped up as he looked at you in bewilderment.

“What? What’s wrong?” he asked, crawling closer.

“I can’t get out. I’m too weak, I’m stuck, pull me out!” you begged, reaching for him. Faster than you thought possible for him right now he was on his feet, wading back into the water and reaching for your hand.

“Don’t panic, I’ve got you,” he said, reaching into the water to untangle your pants.

“It’s not gonna work! Just pull!”

“If I pull you’ll just get more stuck!”

“Jungkook please hurry,” you begged.

“Easy, I’ve got you,” he whispered.

“If my hands weren’t shaking so bad I’d smack the shit out of you right now,” you growled.

“I can’t get you unstuck,” he breathed.

“What?”

“Take your pants off!”

“WHAT??”

“Y/N, take your pants off so I can haul your ass out of this fucking river before we’re ripped to pieces. Hurry!” Jungkook cried.

Desperately you undid the strings and threw your pants down to your ankles. Jungkook wrapped his arm around your waist and lifted you up, pulling you both through the water. With a heavy thud the pair of you landed in the wet dirt on the river bank, breaths stolen and minds racing.

Just as you managed to catch your breath you looked up to see the mountain troll, eyes glazed over and blood dripping from it’s overgrown teeth. You swallowed hard. You hoped to every living being out there that this damn thing wasn’t about to cross the river and eat you for dinner.

But, you watched as it reached for you across the bank. Your mind went blank as you saw it’s large hand reaching right for you and Jungkook. However, it howled in pain before it could reach all the way across. The bright blue glow of your father’s magic echoed around the river. You watched in amazement as the creature huffed in annoyance before heading back towards the estate.

Even centuries later...

Your father was still protecting you.

“Holy shit we’re alive!?” Jungkook cried from beside you. You turned to look at him and you nodded softly.

“Yeah, we’re alive,” you agreed. Jungkook whooped and hollered as he laid back down.

“Oh my fucking shit, I’ve never been that scared in my entire life,” he said, putting a hand over his face as he laughed.

You sighed and stood up, brushing the dirt of your very bare knees.

“Y/N?” Jungkook’s voice was a lot softer then. Like he was nervous.

“Yes?” you asked, looking at him. He slowly made his way to his feet, standing next to you.

“You saved my life,” he said, a gentle smile on his face.

“You saved mine too, I guess,” you said with a shrug. Slowly you held out your wrists. Jungkook looked down at you in confusion.

“What are you doing?” he asked, raising a brow.

“Letting you cuff me. You saved me, I’ll go quietly. I promise,” you said, shaking your wrists towards him. Jungkook made a disgusted sound at the back of his throat before throwing the vervain cuffs on the ground and walking closer to you.

“If you think I’m taking you to the King after all of that then you’re truly insane,” he said.

“But what’ll happen if you don’t bring me back? What happens to you?” you asked.

“That’s not for you to worry about,” he said with a grave sense of finality.

“What if they kill you-”

“They won’t kill me Y/N, I’m a member of the Council for fuckssake, the King will probably just make me do some extra heavy lifting. I’ll be fine. And so will you,” he said, a sad smile on his face.

“You’re letting me go?” you asked for confirmation.

“I don’t know how much longer I could’ve kept you to be honest. You’re pretty difficult to catch if you haven’t noticed,” he chuckled.

“So... This is it then?”

Jungkook nodded.

“Yeah, this is it. No more escapades and near death experiences, at least... I hope.”

“We’ll probably never see each other again,” you whispered.

“No, we probably won’t,” he agreed.

“Well...”

It was then you felt two soft lips kiss your forehead gently.

“Be safe, Y/N. You’ll still be on the run, but I can try to throw them off you for as long as I can,” he said, pulling away from you.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

“Don’t mention it. Like, seriously don’t mention it I’ll probably get in trouble if you do,” he laughed nervously.

“I won’t say a word, I promise,” you said, looking him straight in the eyes.

“I know,” he said, a soft smile gracing his saddened features.

“If you follow the trail west you’ll end up on an old trading route road. It’ll take you to the next city. I don’t know how traveled it is anymore, but you might have some luck finding a merchant who can take you,” you said, pointing in the direction.

“Thank you,” he said, turning to walk away, when your hand snapped out fast and grabbed his wrist. Jungkook looked back at you for a moment before you tugged him closer.

Sighing deeply you stared him in the eyes.

“If I don’t do this now, I know I’ll regret it,” you whispered, bringing your lips to his firmly. Jungkook reacted almost immediately, wrapping his hands around your waist. You pulled him even closer, folding yourself around him. You wanted to be closer, closer, closer still.

Jungkook didn’t seem to understand this as he pulled away.

“Y/N,” he breathed against your lips.

“Yes?”

“What do you want from me?” he asked, echoing himself from last night.

Was it really just last night he’d cried into you and he’d kissed you with so much passion? Was it really that fast? But, after the entirety of events that had transpired between your two, you knew that there was more than just a cocky bastard inside of Jungkook.

There was a genuine person there. Someone you wanted to get to know, even if you couldn’t be with him forever.

This would be enough.

“You. I want this, right now. Just us two,” you said, pleading softly.

“If we do this-”

“I loved someone before you know...”

“Huh?” Jungkook quiets beside you.

“I loved a human man, I loved him so much that it hurt. And when I lost him I promised I’d never love again. I promised I’d never let another person touch me the way he did. When I kissed you last night it’s the first kiss I’ve had in about two hundred years. But I realized that, if I continue to keep myself from happiness, then I’ll never have it again, due to not wanting it taken away. But isn’t it better to know it again before you lose everything” you laughed lightly.

“Y/N, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m sure. I want you. If this is the last time I get to see you then I want to make it worth it,” you smirked. Jungkook bit his lip, as if he were really trying to make the right decision.

“As long as you’re sure,” he said, moving to capture your lips again.

You sighed into the contact, letting his lips engulf your own. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you once more, cradling your body close to his as if you were porcelain, like you would break if he moved you too fast. You didn’t mind it, honestly. To be treated with such care made your heart swell in your chest. You wanted to treat him gently too, make him feel just as good if not better.

Jungkook began to kiss your neck and shoulders, pecking the supple skin there, leaving marks of his own on your body. You felt his nips and careful bites, they made you shudder as your hands roamed his skin. He’d been through a lot today, so had you.

“J-Jungkook, are you sure about this? Are you going to be okay?” you asked, lifting his head from your neck so he’d look in your eyes.

“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life,” he beamed. “I want to please you, I want to feel you. Can I? Don’t think I’ve forgotten my genius plan of getting you half naked.”

“Shut up, before I make you,” you growled, shoving his shoulder.

Jungkook swallowed hard, bringing you into his arms. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, looking at you with poorly hidden desire. “Making me so hard, fuck...”

Slowly you started pushing Jungkook back towards a tree. His back met the bark with a gentle thud before his eyes locked onto yours. You gave him a gentle smile before pushing his shirt up and running your hands across his stomach. Jungkook let out a shaky breath, looking down as your nails ran down his sensitive flesh.

“You’re so handsome Jungkook, big eyes and pouty lips. Want to kiss you senseless,” you smirked. You heard a strangled whine come from him.

“I want that. I want your mouth on me, everywhere,” he hissed when your fingers made contact with his nipples. “Fucking shit!”

“Ooh, you’re so responsive when I do that... Like when I touch your chest Jungkook? Want me to play with them?” you asked, thumbing the hardened nubs tortuously slow.

“Y-Yeah, so good baby,” he groaned, head falling back to hit the tree with a solid ‘thud’.

“Mmm, they got so hard,” you murmured, pulling his shirt up to reveal his chest to you fully.

“Please Y/N, please do something,” he begged, attempting to grind against you, earning himself a sharp tug on the nipple.

“Don’t be greedy, I’ll do what I want when I want to, understand?” you said, eyes turning dark.

“Yes... I-I understand,” he said, voice soft and pleading.

“What a good boy,” you praised, latching your soft mouth onto the skin of his chest. He sucked in a harsh breath at the contact, tightening his grip on your hips as he tried to keep himself under control. You could tell that he wasn’t used to being the one listening to commands during sex. He kept trying to jolt himself against you or get some kind of friction somewhere. But you didn’t want to be too mean to him, especially if this was the only time you’d get to do this.

Sadness filled your heart at the thought of only getting to do this the one time...

Jungkook’s whines pulled you from your stupor, making you look up at his pretty face, flushed as he bit down on his lip. With a dark grin you brought your other hand to his nipple, toying with it briefly before pinching it between your fingers. Jungkook cried out, hips bucking forward to search for you. You bit your lip, trying to keep the teasing smirk from your face.

Was this really the man that had teased and manhandled you?

You gave his chest one last teasing tug and trailed your hands lower until they were at the fasteners for his pants. Jungkook’s chest was heaving, looking up at the sky. Almost as if he were afraid to look down and see your beautiful crimson orbs looking back up at him.

“Jungkook,” you whispered, breath tickling his neck as you leaned forward. You saw him swallow hard before turning his chin down to look at you. A soft smile graced your features, you reached up and cradled his cheek gently. He leaned into your touch, cheek smushing slightly against your palm.

“Please,” he breathed, eyes closed like he was anticipating something.

“What do you want?” You asked, running your thumb across his puffy lower lip.

“I want to taste you,” he whimpered out, taking your thumb in his mouth and sucking on it longingly. You caught your reflexive moan in your throat. Jesus this man was going to be the death of you.

“Yeah? Get on your knees then,” you said. Jungkook practically fell to the ground before you. You chuckled, watching as he eagerly shuffled forward on his knees, collecting the dirt beneath him but you were both far from caring about appearances.

“Oh fuck, I can smell you from here,” he whined, wiggling while he knelt before you. Gently you pulled at the bands of your underwear, pushing and pulling it around. Jungkook was good, he didn’t move forward or make demands. He just watched, entranced as you teased him.

“Wanna taste? Huh? You’re like a good little puppy waiting for the treat, so cute. What a good puppy,” you said, reaching forward and grasping his hair in your hands, tugging on it to lift his chin so you could see his throat. “You want it?”

“Yesss,” he cried. “Want it so bad. I-I’ll be good for you, I promise. Just let me taste, I’ll make you cum I promise please.”

“Tell me what you’d do, if I let you have it,” you beamed, pulling the band of your underwear in such a way it made your mound more pronounced. Jungkook could see the stain of your wetness coming through the fabric.

“I-I’d start slow. I want to savor it, every last drop. Then I’d give that pretty clit some well deserved attention. Suck, lick and figure out how you like it. Tease your little hole with my tongue, b-but,” he swallows thick, like he’s trying to keep himself from drooling. “But I wouldn’t use my hands unless you said I could.”

You hummed at his obedience. “Mmm, good puppy. Such a good boy, you can come closer, give me a kiss,” you said, pulling him forward by his neck. Jungkook gave a soft cry before landing face first into your pussy. He inhaled deeply, before groaning in wanton desire. You felt his lips pucker up and give your soaked underwear a kiss.

“Mmm, please. Please say I can have it,” he begged, palming himself through his pants.

“Don’t touch yourself,” you growled. Jungkook froze in place but moved his hand away from his throbbing cock. “Good baby. How about you touch me instead,” you beamed. “Go ahead puppy, you can have it.” Slowly you pulled your underwear down, face leveling with his for a second. His eyes were glassy, and you were surprised he was already this desperate, but you were going to enjoy this either way.

“Thank you,” he gasped before attaching his mouth to your bare pussy. A shiver ran down his spine as he made fat licks up your slit, gathering all your slick on his tongue. Jungkook looked like he wanted to cry, but not in a bad way. Like, in a relieved way.

“Oh fuck, so good puppy. Keep going like that,” you encouraged, locking your fingers in his damp locks. You pushed him a little closer, forcing his mouth to connect with you fully. He grunted at the rough motion, but quickly preened at the feeling of your digits playing with his hair. He gripped your ass and encouraged you to move your hips against his face.

“Grind on me, please. I want to feel it,” he cried. You did as he asked, moving your hips across his beautiful face, watching as more and more of your liquid gathered on his lips and chin.

“Making me feel so good, puppy. Look at the mess you’re making. Eat nicely,” you tutted.

“But you taste so good,” he whimpered, moving his mouth against you more feverishly. You were breathing harder now. His tongue was running against your clit so directly it felt like your lower stomach was burning with pleasure.

“Fuck puppy, yes. Right there, just like that, so good baby. L-Lick it,” you moaned, head falling back slightly. But you didn’t want to take your eyes off of the gorgeous man pleasuring you. Jungkook was getting desperate it would seem, because the more you pulled on his hair, the tighter his hands gripped your ass.

“C-Can I put a finger in? Do you want me to?” he asked, licking his lips to sweep your flavor off of him and onto his greedy tongue.

“Just be gentle,” you warned, giving him a stern stare. Jungkook’s eyes became even more glossed over as he nodded slowly, acknowledging your order.

“Gonna make you cum so hard,” he almost growled into your cunt. But, just as you asked, he was gentle. Petting his fingers over your center carefully Jungkook seemed to be hyper focused on his goal. You sighed when he pushed his digit inside of you, making your aching pussy clench around the intruder.

“Ooh, puppy. So tight, so tight in my pussy huh?” you teased.

“Y-Yeah, you’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, pumping his finger slowly, watching as your hungry core sucked him right back in desperately.

“Mmf! Fuck,” you snarled, pushing your hips down to get more of the delicious feeling of him filling you. If this is how you reacted to a finger, Jungkook couldn’t wait to see how you reacted to his cock stuffing you to the brim.

“Can you take another one?” he asked, eyes all big and sparkly as they gazed at you.

“Yes baby, put in another one,” you demanded. Jungkook quickly took his pointer and middle finger and put them in his mouth to get them wet before sinking them inside you. You gasped, the distinct pull in your stomach making you wince slightly but after a few seconds it was gone, making you worried for when he did finally get his dick inside you but, that wouldn’t be until later...

“H-Holy shit you’re so fucking hot, so wet-” he mewled before attaching his lips to your clit once more, sucking harshly. A sharp rush of pleasure swept over you, making your knees shake slightly. Jungkook pulled you closer, so that one of your legs was going behind his back and resting on his shoulder.

“Mmm what a good puppy, making sure I don’t fall over because you’re fingering my pussy so good. Shit baby, keep going. Don’t stop, I’m close,” you breathed, feeling your walls starting to clamp down on his long digits.

“Let me have it. Cum on my face, I want to taste it. I’ll clean you up so good, I promise,” he cried, tonguing your clit with an urgency that was throwing you into the arms of your orgasm harshly. You gripped his hair so tight you heard him hiss but you couldn’t focus on much else as your body jerked above his so violently he had to hang onto your hip to keep you from tipping over.

Jungkook held onto your thigh as he pumped his fingers languidly, nosing at your sensitive clit with hesitancy. He didn’t want to hurt you. But he also was sucking your cum off his lips with such an earnestness that your stomach clenched, making him look at you with wonder.

Apparently Jungkook made the right call by holding your thigh, because a few moments later your knees went wobbly. He smiled at you brightly, running his hand up to your hip and lower stomach. You smoothed your hand over his hair, watching as he leaned into your touch. A softness took over your features as you got on your knees with him, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing his swollen lips to yours.

He curled his arms around your frame, hands settling on your waist. You kissed him like it was your only desire in this life, like if you broke apart for a second it would be too much to bear. He responded in kind, running his palms across your back and gripping your bare ass in his hands. You smiled against his mouth, giving a soft moan to egg him on. Jungkook connected your lips again, tracing his tongue along the seam of your mouth. You didn’t give him the access he asked for, making him whine against your lips and pull you further into his body.

However, this wasn’t enough. You wanted him closer, deeper and seeping into every ounce of you. It’s been so long since you’ve been touched like this, your chest was tight with emotion. You pulled back gently, watching as Jungkook tried to follow your lips. A soft giggle came from you as his bright eyes peaked open, looking at you with curiosity.

“Are you alright?” he breathed, slightly airy.

“I’m okay, just thinking,” you said, before tightening your grip on his and tipping backwards so you’d fall on your back. Jungkook gave a little cry, catching himself on his forearms so that he didn’t crush you when he hit the ground. You opened your thighs and let him settle between them. Jungkook readjusted himself so that you weren’t uncomfortable.

“Are you sure you want to do this here? I don’t want you getting hurt,” he fretted, pushing stray twigs and rocks away from you.

“I can’t feel any of it. All I can feel is you,” you said, brushing a strand of his longer hair behind his ear. His eyes glimmered then, and you felt the air leave your lungs. He was looking at you like you were precious, something to be adored. Overwhelmed you tried to swallow down your stinging tears. Jungkook seemed to notice your distress, because he was placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“It’s okay, I’m right here,” he said.

“I know, I know you are. Because you’re my good puppy aren’t you? Want your treat? Come get it,” you said, spreading your lower lips with your fingers, flashing your soaked insides to him. Reaching down, Jungkook didn’t have the patience to take his pants all the way off, so he just pushed them to his mid thigh. His cock was just as pretty as the rest of him, flushed red tip that was leaking an absurd amount of pre-cum. You wet your lips with your tongue, longing to stuff his cock in your mouth. But, he was already lining himself up with your sopping core.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked, looking into your eyes.

“Yes, yes you can put it in Jungkook,” you said, using his name.

Jungkook nodded quickly before pushing in slowly. The stretch was hard, a strangled yelp left you as you tried to keep yourself from tensing up. Jungkook rubbed his thumbs into your hips, trying to ease the ache you were feeling. Carefully, Jungkook eased himself back out and pushed forward again, going a little deeper than before.

“S-Shit, you’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, head slumping forward and resting on your chest. You smirked slightly, but ran your fingers through his hair gingerly. Jungkook kept giving little thrusts into your wet heat, gauging how much you could handle before finally you felt your hips connect and he was bottomed out inside of you.

“Oh fuck, puppy you’re so big,” you hiccuped. Jungkook wasn’t in a much better situation. His shoulders were tense and his head was hanging low. Placing your hand on his cheek, you made him look at you. His face was scrunched up and he looked like he could be in pain. But you knew it was probably just overwhelming for him. You had done quite a bit of teasing. However, that route wasn’t exactly over.

“Do you need a second?” he asked, suddenly serious.

“No, you can move. I want you to, fuck me hard,” you encouraged, running your hands down his stiff back and gripping his plump ass in your hands. Jungkook took your invitation and started moving inside of you at a swift pace. Nothing too fast, but enough to get your head feeling spinny. You gripped his ass tightly, keeping your moans quiet and soft. Jungkook, however, was extremely vocal.

“Fuck! So tight, so wet, holy shit,” he moaned, high pitched whimpers falling from his lips every time he surged forward into your soaking cunt.

“It’s all for you puppy,” you whispered. “So hard inside my tight little pussy. Oh! So good, fucking me so good.”

Jungkook gave a harsh thrust, one that moved you across the ground with the force behind it. A warped shriek came from your mouth, making you grab Jungkook’s ear and tug mercilessly. He gave a half garbled groan, before locking eyes with you.

“Ow! S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to. I’m so hard it hurts, I couldn't help myself when you feel so good,” he complained, reaching up to grab your wrist on the hand that was currently trying to remove his ear. You tugged again and felt a strong pulse in your core from Jungkook’s throbbing cock that was currently shoved inside of you.

“Ooh, does my puppy like a bit of pain with his pleasure? Want to play rough puppy?” you teased, letting his ear go while he continued to sink inside of you.

“Ssshit! Yes! I like it, I want more please!” he howled, hips stuttering in their rhythm slightly.

“More? Well, since you asked so nicely,” you said, reaching under his shirt and finding his sensitive nipples. You pinched one hard, causing him to sob out a moan. His hips got faster, almost plowing you into the dirt.

Jungkook’s eyes were on your face, watching as you felt the pleasure he was giving you. A devious grin took over your features.

“Wanna look puppy? Wanna see how my pussy is struggling to take your big dick? Look,” you said, pulling your lips apart. Jungkook’s eyes trailed down your body to look at your pussy swallowing his length with every push forward. He reached down and put his thumb right on your clit, swiveling his finger around the swollen bud, making you grip at his nipple harder than before. Jungkook keened into the air, wanting so desperately to keep watching the erotic scene before him but struggling to keep his eyes open.

“Holy fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum so hard,” he whimpered helplessly.

“No you’re not,” you warned, wrapping your legs around his ass and keeping him in place. Jungkook looked at you with confusion as you shoved your thumb inside his soft mouth. He suckled at your digit, wanton moans escaping as you clenched your walls around his sensitive member.

“Please let me cum,” he groaned around your finger.

“No, keep fucking me. Don’t you dare cum,” you said, a harsh tone leaking into your voice. Jungkook nodded before picking his pace back up. Truth be told, you had a devious plan that involved him cumming without permission. So, you started clenching again. Jungkook cried out again, trying to slow his thrusts down.

“D-Don’t do that, I’ll cum if you do that please,” he blubbered, already looking rather distraught.

“Feels so good when I do this, puppy. You don’t want me to feel good? Are you being a selfish little brat, huh puppy?” you asked, pinching his nipple ruthlessly.

“Want you to feel good too, I-I’m not selfish,” he defended, eyes swimming with unshed tears.

“Then you’ll keep fucking me until I cum,” you said, shifting your hips down to take him deeper. Jungkook swallowed hard as he kept going, his breath was hitting your face in sharp pants. You knew this was a little mean, but the fucked out look on his face was too good to deny.

Jungkook’s thrusts stayed even, but he kept up his pace. His face was pinched together, and you knew it was from both the pleasure and the pain of not cumming. You knew he wanted it.

“You know puppy, since you’re a vampire like me... If you came inside, you could get me pregnant. Did you know that? Even if you were turned, you can get a princess like me pregnant. Watch me walk around swollen with your babies, huh? Want to see me like that puppy? All because you were a naughty boy who couldn’t hold his load,” you teased, clamping down once more.

“Ah! S-Stop talking like that, I’ll really cum,” he warned, keeping his pace going.

“I don’t want you to pull out until I cum, such a big dick in my pussy. Are you gonna cum puppy? Even though I told you no? Even though you could get me pregnant? What a naughty puppy, bad boy Jungkookie,” you growled.

You could feel him throbbing inside of you, and you knew all he needed was a little push to cum. So you doubled down, pulling his nipple painfully and tightening your kegel muscles so hard you felt a strain in your side.

“No!” he yelped. But it was too late, Jungkook stiffened up and you felt the scalding heat of his release filling you up inside. His release triggered another orgasm to wash over you, it wasn’t nearly as intense as the last one he gave you, but it still made your mind go foggy. Watching him you decided to coax him through his intense orgasm, trying to be merciful at least in this instance. Jungkook was trembling in your hold, tears falling down his cheeks as he gasped trying to calm himself down.

“Shhh, Jungkook it’s okay,” you breathed, cradling him to your body. You placed gentle kisses on his face and neck, anywhere you could reach to reassure him it was okay. He was alright.

Finally Jungkook seemed to calm down enough to where you could talk to him.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cum without permission,” he said, teary eyes and flushed cheeks greeting you as you gazed at his face.

“Mm, it’s okay puppy. You did well, made me feel so good,” you said, giving him a tired smile. Jungkook hissed as he pulled himself out of your battered core. He watched in his lust addled mind as his cum started seeping out of you. He frowned as he started to push it back inside when you swatted his hand away in sensitivity.

He popped his fingers in his mouth, causing another shudder of desire to course through you before pulling his pants up and laying his head on your stomach. You slowly ran your fingers through his hair, in an action that almost seemed to be routine at this point with how frequently you’ve done it today.

It was silent for a little while before Jungkook spoke up.

“Never really been a sub before, how did I do?” he asked, rubbing his thumb into the soft skin of your hip.

“Perfect, Jungkook. Are you okay? I was a little mean,” you said, wiping at the drying tears on his cheeks.

“Are you kidding? I’ve never cum that hard in my life. For a second I thought I was gonna die, but this is nice,” he said, cuddling into your belly.

“You big baby,” you teased, resting your head back. You looked up at the sky, smiling in the blissful atmosphere that had surrounded the two of you.

When everything shattered.

“JUNGKOOK!” you heard a high pitched male voice call out.

Jungkook’s head lifted from your stomach, looking around in the section of forest the pair of you were in.

“Who is that?”

“J-Jimin?” he said it more like it was a question.

“You mean one of your council members?” you asked, panic rising in your voice.

“Shit,” he growled, wrapping one hand around your waist protectively.

“I’ve got to get out of here,” you whispered.

“If I can just talk to him maybe-”

“Jungkook? There you are,” a soft male voice entered your area. Jungkook visibly tensed up at the sound, licking his lips and closing his eyes.

“Yes, I’m here Jimin,” he answered.

“Who’s the lovely lady who looks thoroughly ravishing if I do say so myself,” he smirked, leaning forward.

This Jimin was rather beautiful in his own right. Silvery hair that was parted to show his forehead. A high collared shirt and waistcoat adorned his lithe yet toned body. He was shorter than Jungkook, but he seemed far more intimidating. You tried to shimmy behind Jungkook, to try and at least keep a shred of dignity to yourself.

“She’s just a villager Jimin, I-I was having some fun,” he winced, trying to keep up his crass exterior.

“I’m sure you two were, but I hate to tell you Jungkookie... She’s much more than your average villager. She’s the woman I’m to bring back to the capital and stand on trial in front of the King,” he explained, no sympathy in his tone.

“Y-You?” you squeaked, looking at Jungkook with confusion.

“Mhm, the King grew impatient with Jungkook’s absence and sent me to retrieve him and you if you were still in the premises,” Jimin stated.

“Does the King think so little of me that he had to send you to come collect me like a child?” he asked, frustration painting into his voice.

You placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, trying to keep him level before he burst off the handle. Although, something told you this was their usual dynamic. Pushing and pulling, like brothers.

“It’s not about that Jungkook. Your power is good for tracking, mine is good for subduing. I’m here to bring her back, you were meant to find her. The King didn’t tell you because he didn’t want you to jump to the conclusions you are right now. You are good at what you do, so let me take over from here,” Jimin said, reaching out to grab you when Jungkook slapped his hand away, grabbing you and pulling you to his chest forcefully.

“No, you won’t touch her,” he snarled.

Jimin saw the intensity on the younger males face and sighed.

“Listen, I have to go and get vervain cuffs from the horses. It should take me ten minutes. And you both better be here when I get back,” Jimin warned, no malice in his voice. He stalked off, and you looked at Jungkook with fear written all over your features.

“You gotta go,” he said, helping you to your feet. You felt the stickiness on your thighs and cringed.

“I-I know but, I’m... Um,” you whispered. Jungkook nodded and leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours.

“I wish that we didn’t have to say goodbye here. But, unfortunately that’s the case. I want to tell you I’ll come for you one day, but... We both know that can’t happen. We-We can’t happen,” he breathed regretfully. You nodded, feeling a heat rush up your cheeks. And you realized you were crying.

“I understand. I knew that,” you whispered, tears collecting on your cheeks.

“Please don’t cry,” he begged, wiping your tears with his thumbs desperately.

“I won’t be crying forever, just let me feel sad right now,” you pleaded, leaning forward and kissing him softly. Jungkook reciprocated lazily, moving his mouth against yours so tentatively that you could barely feel the pressure.

“Okay,” he breathed, pulling away. “Go.”

You nodded, heading towards the woods when Jungkook grabbed your waist and wrapped his jacket around your waist. “Get some clothes as soon as you can, I don’t want you getting cold.”

“Jungkook,” you said, looking into his eyes.

“Don’t come looking for me. If they find you, I-I don’t know what they’ll do to you,” he said, swallowing hard.

“I won’t forget you,” you sighed, gripping his wrist tightly.

“You should.”

--

You were so fucked...

Well, you had gotten fucked and that’s how you landed in the situation you were in now...

Pregnant.

The healer of the small village you had been hiding in for a few months confirmed it. Vampire pregnancies were a little longer than human ones, lasting around 14-15 months, so you were hardly showing at the mere 3 months you were.

What should you do? The village was already hesitant because you were a vampire. And now you were an unmarried pregnant vampire to top it all off. You couldn’t get rid of the child, that wasn’t an option in your mind. You were already so in love with the small being in your womb it was ridiculous.

But, a part of you had always wanted to be a mother...

To have a family of your own.

But what about Jungkook? Surely he’d want to know what was going on, didn’t he have the right to know? Even if it put you in danger?

You and your unborn child?

But, maybe there was a chance... A chance that the King would show you and Jungkook mercy. Even if you were the former heir to the kingdom... If there was a chance at a happy life, with you baby and Jungkook... Did you want that? Shouldn’t you try?

That’s how you wound up in the capital. The bustling city was so different from how you remember it centuries ago. Several new buildings, carriages and people moving around like fish in a pond. All working together but never touching. Never coinciding with one another. How strange to think that this could’ve been your life had you fought for your crown...

Shaking your head you started to walk, in search of the new palace.

Admittedly, it wasn’t too terribly hard to find.

Right in the center of the city it stood proud and tall, white and sandy marble sculpted together to make an ornate display of the architecture of the time. You watched as it was standing high above the city, causing a lump to swell in your throat.

How things had changed...

Approaching the palace was different than you had imagined. You had thought you could just go up and request a meeting with Jungkook. This theory had been proven wrong fairly quickly. The moment you got close to the gates, a guard looked at you like you were insane.

“Miss, please step away from the palace gates,” he commanded in a loud voice.

“I need to speak with, uh, Jeon Jungkook? I have something I need to tell him,” you swallowed hard, hand subconsciously going to your stomach.

The guard scoffed, rolling his eyes and straightening his back. “A man with such a high ranking on the council would not have any kind of talk to be had with you. Head home, you’re not welcome here,” he warned.

“But if I could just speak with him for a minute,” you started, trying to get them to understand it wouldn’t take long at all.

However, they weren’t having any of it.

“Miss, if you don’t leave the premises, I’m afraid I will have to remove you by force,” he said, hand resting on his sword. You sighed and nodded your head.

“I apologize for the disturbance, I’ll be on my way,” you said, turning your back. Not before you caught their feet in the solid stone underneath them and locked them in place.

“Hey!” they yelled in frustration as you walked past them and towards the palace.

“I’ll come and let you out when I’m done! It won’t be but a few minutes,” you said, making your way towards the entrance.

When you finally made it inside, you were astounded at the decor in the palace. It was all purple and silver, a gorgeous combination in your mind. But, now wasn’t the time to get hung up on interior design. You had a puppy to find.

You inhaled deeply, trying to find the scent that was inherently Jungkook.

However, just as you were turning the corner, you slammed head first into a firm chest. You fell backwards and landed on your ass, wincing as you tried to keep your head from going spinny. You looked up and almost screamed.

There.

Was King Kim Taehyung, and he looked like he’d found the catch of the day.

“My my my, Miss Y/N, what a pleasure to find you in my palace... What can I do for you?” he asked, leaning forward with a devious smirk on his face.

“I-I need, um... I was just, um-”

“Guards! Gather the rest of the council members, we’re having an immediate trial,” Taehyung’s voice carried through the halls. Faster than you could think, arms were on you. You were hauled to your feet, and starting to be dragged down the hallway.

“No! Please, just listen it’s really important that I talk to-”

“Save your pleading for the jury.”

--

Kneeling on the floor in front of the King was moderately humiliating for former royalty. But, such was life at this point. A door at the end of the room opened and shut, causing you to lift your head and look as two more lithe frames made their way up to the chairs at the back of the room.

“Your Majesty,” one said.

“Namjoon,” Taehyung acknowledged.

“Majesty,” the other said, bowing slightly.

“Yoongi,” Taehyung nodded. “Take your seats, both of you.”

A few moments later, three more men entered the space, making your chest feel tighter.

“Ah, Hoseok, Jimin, Jin, good to see you all made it so timely,” Taehyung grinned, crossing his legs and leaning back in his throne.

“Yes your majesty, we heard it was of the utmost importance,” the one named Hoseok said.

“Where is Jungkook?” Taehyung asked, looking at the group and noticing the unknown man of the hour was missing.

“He’ll be here shortly, there was a bit of a commotion outside that he’s trying to quell. No doubt it’s due to this one's appearance,” Jin said, gesturing in your direction. The vervain cuffs made your wrists ache. But you tried to stay as still as possible, wriggling only made it hurt worse.

The anxiety was biting up your throat as the men towards the front started conversing as if you weren’t even there. Like this was an average Thursday afternoon to them. But the panic in your veins was heavy as you waited to hear the door open once more.

And you didn’t have to stew much longer, because soon the cursed entrance opened, bringing Jungkook into the light of the room. His hair was longer, and you noticed he looked more tired. But, you tried not to get worried.

However, the sheer panic written on his face when he saw you kneeling on the floor was hard to ignore. It was so hard not to burst into tears when you saw him again for the first time in months. If only you could’ve gotten him alone, but of course you had to run head first into the fucking King.

But, as calmly as he could he sat down.

Taehyung nodded and stood up.

“Gentleman, I have gathered the jury today to bring to trial the former heir to our kingdom. Miss Y/N Y/L/N. She is a traitor to our parliament and has been purposefully avoiding us for years. The last in a poisoned line if you will. Now, we can do one of two things. Execute her, and end the Y/L/N line for good. Or, we can let her go... And perhaps let the people rip her to shreds for us,” Taehyung smirked.

Jungkook looked about ready to jump out of his skin and pummel the King.

“Kill her,” Jin said, sighing and looking at his nails with disinterest. “Honestly I don’t know why you called us here for this.”

“Because she is still a citizen of this kingdom so she gets due trial,” Taehyung shrugged.

“Execution,” Yoongi said.

“Execute her,” Namjoon announced.

“W-Wait! Please, at least let me speak for a second!” you begged. Taehyung sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“Fine fine, what do you want to say?” he asked, lifting his eyes to yours. A sharp and overwhelming sense of pain came over you causing you to fall to your side, hands cramping to the point you thought the vervain cuffs would break. Jungkook apparently couldn’t take it anymore. Watching as you sobbed in agony, he flew from his seat and tried to move you out of Taehyung’s line of sight. The male was frantic, trying to quiet your sobs while stifling his own.

“P-Please stop!” Jungkook yelled, looking at his King with sheer desperation on his face. Taehyung seemed to hear him, because the relief you felt was instant. Chest heaving you were staring at the ceiling, watching as it all started to spiral. Jungkook collapsed to his knees and tried to control himself, but the sight of you cuffed and struggling on the floor was too painful for him. Carefully, he pulled you into his arms, brushing the hair out of your face. Wearily, you rested your head on his shoulder.

“Have to tell you something,” you whispered, lifting your head to look at Jungkook with an unwavering expression.

“What? What is it Y/N?”

Slowly, you looked down to your stomach. “I-I’m pregnant,” you breathed. Jungkook’s eyes widened.

“You’re certain?” he asked, leveling his gaze to yours.

“Yes, it was confirmed,” you said, biting your lip.

“Oh, Y/N, I’m so sorry,” he whispered,

“Don’t be, I’m not,” you said, giving a gentle smile. You heard someone clearing their throats behind you. The man named Yoongi stood up, looking at the pair of you with muted interest.

“Jungkook? What is the meaning of this?” he asked.

“S-She, we... Uh. Well,” he said, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

“I believe I heard the word pregnant,” Hoseok said, a smirk crossing his features.

“I am,” you said, trying to straighten yourself up but that round of pain really took a lot out of you. Damned king.

“And you claim the father to be Jungkook here?” Namjoon asked, raising a brow at his younger subordinate.

“Yes,” you answered.

“Yoongi, give her the test please,” Taehyung ordered.

Slowly, Yoongi walked down the steps and towards you and Jungkook. Your chest tightened as you tried to calm yourself down. Jungkook gripped you tighter, pushing himself towards his friend with a fearful but intense look on his face.

“Easy Jungkook, you know the test only makes them tell the truth,” Yoongi said.

“I’ll be okay,” you whispered to him, trying to comfort him without being able to use your hands. “Give me whatever test you want.”

Yoongi nodded before blinking and you watched as his eyes turned a bright white color. “From this moment on, you will tell the truth, and nothing but the truth,” his deep voice commanded. Limply, you nodded.

“Are you pregnant?”

“Yes,” you answered. You were shocked at how fast the answer came from your mouth. It’s like you weren’t in control of your words.

“How far along are you?”

“Three months,” you answered again, almost in an almost monotone voice.

“Is the father of your child Jeon Jungkook of this vampiric council?” he asked, never breaking his stare with you.

“Yes, he is,” you said. Jungkook placed his chin on your head, hands visibly shaking against your body.

“King Taehyung, are there any other questions you’d like to ask,” Yoongi said, keeping his eyes boring into yours.

“Ask her if she intentionally had sex with Jungkook to get pregnant,” Taehyung said flippantly. You could tell Jungkook wanted to argue, but kept himself quiet.

“Did you intentionally have sex with Jungkook in order to procure a child?” Yoongi questioned.

“No, I didn’t,” you said.

“Alright Yoongi, I’ve heard enough,” Taehyung says, rubbing the bridge of his nose in apparent frustration. Yoongi blinked a few times before his eyes returned to their normal crimson and you slumped against Jungkook again, mind swirling.

“At your will, your majesty,” Yoongi said, walking back towards his chair.

“So, miss Y/N, you just so happened to come to the capital. After knowing there was a man hunt for you. After knowing that you are a known traitor to this kingdom. What do you expect me to do? Hmm? What would you do if you were in my position? Why don’t you let all those years of diplomatic training aid you in your answer,” Taehyung said, resting his hand on his palm.

“Your majesty, please, this isn’t fair,” Jungkook said, looking physically upset.

“Fair has nothing to do with this Jungkook. Don’t put your nose where it doesn’t belong,” Taehyung warned sharply.

“She’s the mother of my child and I don’t belong in this conversation?!” Jungkook screeched.

“Jungkook, you will not speak out of turn again. Remember, you have committed treason by fraternizing with a fugitive of the kingdom,” Taehyung growled. “Her head isn’t the only one in danger right now. You’ll do well to remember that.”

Jungkook swallowed hard, nodding. “Yes, your majesty.”

“I believe this situation has called for another word from the jury. Do we kill the traitor, or set her free?” Taehyung asked.

Namjoon spoke first.

“Since she is pregnant, I think we should let her go. We’ll make her swear fealty to the crown and send her on her merry way. She cannot have contact with Jungkook or any of us and we’ll act like she doesn’t exist,” Namjoon reasoned.

“I say kill her,” Yoongi declared. “Especially since she’s pregnant. A new line of heirs from the former princess of the kingdom? That certainly doesn’t bode well for us,” Yoongi said, shrugging.

“I agree with Yoongi,” Hoseok said, looking at you and Jungkook on the floor.

“I second Namjoon’s idea, we aren’t ruthless killers. The child hasn’t committed any crime,” Jimin said.

“But if word gets out that Jungkook was fraternizing with a fugitive, and she got pregnant as a result and we let it go? What would that say about us? And how we control the masses, the riots could be uncontainable and far more than one pregnant woman would die,” Jin said.

“Please,” Jungkook cried. “Please don’t do this. I’m begging. I’ll do whatever you want just don’t kill her! Have mercy.”

You could feel the tears soaking into his shirt from your face. You knew this was a risk when you came here, but you hoped that they were blood thirsty killers desperate for power. You prayed that wasn't who was running your kingdom now. Your fears seemed to be recognized, however. As Taehyung sighed and stood up.

“It’s three to three right now and I have the deciding vote,” Taehyung said. Slowly, the monstrous man walked down the stairs to look at you. Jungkook was hiding his face in your hair and trembling. You wanted to comfort him, tell him it would be okay. But, there was little comfort you could bring him now.

You were going to die.

“Miss Y/N, I hope you know that this isn’t personal. I’m merely trying to find a means to an end. I don’t wish for you to suffer, this won’t be an agonizing process, I promise,” Jungkook sobbed at his words.

“You’re truly heartless, you know nothing of family. Of love. If you did you couldn’t do this to someone else,” you growled.

“You’re wrong. My wife has given me a family, she has shown me love. I am fortunate to have a woman like her, but this is something higher than both of us I’m afraid. Now, the jury has voted. Guards, please take her to the yard and execute her-”

“Tae!” A loud cry came from the other side of the room, the door flung open and a beautiful woman appeared on the other side.

You saw the sheer joy on Taehyung’s face as he walked towards her. Lucky bastard.

“My darling!” he cried, wrapping her up in his arms and kissing her head.

“I’ve come home early,” she announces, smiling at the council who all appeared to be in a stunned silence.

“Yes, I am just finishing up here,” he said. Quickly Taehyung’s face changed. “Um, why don’t you head upstairs I’ll be with you and the children momentarily-”

“Tae, who is that? And why is Jungkook crying?!” her voice carried, sounding moderately concerned.

“N-No one my love, it’s just uh... Um, well,” he squeaked.

“Jungkookie, sweetheart, what's wrong?” the queen asked, coming over and kneeling beside the two of you.

“S-She’s pregnant with my child and-and his majesty just ordered her execution,” Jungkook whimpered, cradling your head.

“Oh... Did he...?” the queen growled low. Taehyung visibly paled across the room.

“Taehyung, darling? Is this true?” she asked, not turning towards her husband but moving to uncuff your hands from behind your back.

“S-She’s the former princess of the kingdom. She’s a Y/L/N,” he said.

“And?” she questioned, like that was a trivial matter in her mind. Finally, your hands were unbound and you brought them to the front, rubbing them in relief.

“My dear, I know how this must look-”

“If I remember correctly, the Y/L/N’s were all murdered. By you. When you took power. The daughter escaped and hasn’t been an issue in the centuries you’ve been ruling. Why is it suddenly a problem now?” the queen asked.

“My love, if word gets out about the old regime having a prolific heir, there could be riots! Uprising and upheaval in the people. We’ve spent so long trying to culminate a culture of peace, but old enemies die hard,” he said.

“Taehyung, is she here asking for the kingdom? Is she here because she wants to be the ruler?” she asked, standing up.

“I-I don’t believe so,” he said.

“Then why would she come here? Did you even ask?” she questioned him.

“I-I was going to but the trial-”

“Wasn’t a fair one if you didn’t even ask her what she wanted. Miss Y/N, what is it that you came here for? What purpose?” the queen asked.

“I-I just wanted to tell Jungkook I was pregnant. I wanted him to know in case... In case he wanted to-to be with me and help raise the child. I don’t want the kingdom, I don’t want to rule. I haven’t for a long while,” you said, looking to Jungkook who was still severely emotional.

“Y/N,” he croaked, resting his forehead on yours.

“So, you simply wanted to tell Jungkook about his child? I don’t remember that being a crime Taehyung,” she said, raising a brow in his direction.

“Love, this isn’t as black and white as it seems, there’s several years of tension and underlying problems here. It’s not so easily forgiven,” Taehyung said.

“It is. You’re deciding that the past can’t stay there. You are the one opening up wounds that have long scarred over and healed. It’s like cutting yourself all over again. There is no reason behind this, no purpose. And I won’t stand for it. The man I love, the father of our children, wouldn't do this. You wouldn’t do this,” the queen said, looking at him with unwavering strength. “Would you take fatherhood away from your friend so easily? After you know how much joy it has brought you? Our little Hana and Yeonjun?”

Taehyung was conflicted, it appeared.

“You know, your majesty. We could solve this problem,” Jin spoke up, like he’d been thinking for a few moments.

“How, Jin?” Taehyung asked, thoroughly reprimanded.

“Have them get married. Show that she’s a member of our council and that she is supportive of you. Have her publicly renounce the throne,” Jin suggested, shrugging in his chair. “No one dies and we get a former diplomat as an ally.”

“Now that you mention it, she must be incredible at strategy,” Yoongi muttered. “Especially if she evaded us for so long.”

“And Hana and Yeonjun could have a friend once their child is born!” the queen yelled, excited.

“S-So Jungkook and I could be married and-and we can keep the baby?” you questioned, voice small.

“Of course! That’s exactly what we’re suggesting!” the queen agrees, spinning around.

“I never said-”

“Kim Taehyung, you will agree to these terms,” the queen growled. “Or you will be executing me as well.” The king gawked at his wife.

“I-I will see to it the arrangements are made,” he breathed, swallowing down a visible lump in his throat.

Jungkook’s tears started coming all over again, but this time not out of fear or sadness, but sure elation.

“Oh Y/N,” he weeped, bringing you into his lap fully.

“Jungkook it’s okay, we’re okay,” you breathed, kissing him gently.

Jungkook boldly wrapped his arms around you and kissed you harder. A surprised squeal came from you, but you didn’t care. You clung to him, a life line you didn't know you needed until everything was almost taken from you.

“I-I’m so happy,” he breathed.

“Oh yeah, almost dying and a pregnancy announcement has made for a rather fun day,” you teased. He scoffed and kissed you again.

“I’m serious. I’m so happy I could burst right now,” he said, resting his head in the hollow of your throat.

“Well, you bursting is kinda what got us in this position,” you giggled. Jungkook gave you a pout that had you placing another soft kiss on his lips. “I’m happy too.”

While the fellow members of the council walked over to you and Jungkook, moving to help the pair of you get up and introduce themselves.

The queen walked over to her husband, not making eye contact.

“I’m disappointed in you,” she breathed.

“I’m the king, sometimes I have to make decisions I don’t like,” he said, looking at the floor.

“No, you’re still a man. You chose to make the wrong decision because it was easier. You’re better than that, Taehyung. At least, I thought you were.”

“So did I.”

jammin out to hard carry

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