Sweet Tooth ~ JJK | 1
✨ title: sweet tooth (On going)
✨ pairing: vampire!jungkook x f!donor reader
✨ rating: m/18+
✨ genre/au: fantasy au, vampire au, eventual romance, slow build, slow burn, eventual smut
✨ warnings: blood drinking, vampire bites, compulsion/mind control, mysterious jungkook | will add tags as chapters continue
✨ summary: Bills and rent are piling up, so your roommate suggests you look into a gig she stumbled upon. But it's not what you expect.
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Jungkook runs a vampire blood bank and you service clients with your blood.
✨ a/n: this is my first fantasy au, so please bear with me as i write it :) there are some elements borrowed/inspired by the vampire diaries.
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✨ chapter one ~ the mystery job | word count: 4.6k
The bills on your desk were beginning to collect dust because you could see the small specks floating into the air, as you were trying to make room for your laptop. You knew that ignoring those student loan bills were not going to pay themselves.
You had a four-year plan, a college career mapped out. Everything was in place and ready to go until you couldn't land your dream job. Who said being an adult was fun? You were completely lied to.
Preferably, you needed something that would pay well and didn't require a lot, probably non-existent, to be honest. The only thing you could think of right off the bat was selling your body, but that was out of the question.
Or maybe you could donate your eggs. You pondered it for a while before typing it into the search bar.
"How to donate your eggs."
The ads immediately popped up for 'how to be a surrogate, compensation starts at $50,000'. As you continued researching more on the topic, you realized the requirements were extreme. You read, 'willing to take injections', and immediately shook your head no. Nope, no needles.
"Well, that was a waste," you sighed, feeling defeated.
Now, onto the real job search. You typed in "graphic design jobs." Sure, you had a consistent amount of freelance jobs coming your way, but you wanted something solid. A job that would pay your bills and rent and give you some spending money for your new expensive photography hobby.
"Hmm...this one looks interesting," you think.
"Are you looking at porn?!" Ji-na, your roommate snickered as she peered over your shoulder.
You jumped back not realizing Ji-na was behind you.
"Jeez, Ji-na. No, I'm not," you scoffed as you showed her that you were looking for jobs.
"Ah, I see the hunt for the dream job continues," she said, plopping herself and her belongings on your bed.
The plethora of shopping bags filled your bed. How the hell was she spending all this money and where was it coming from? Maybe she found a sugar daddy.
"I need money ASAP." You focused on your laptop and began bookmarking jobs that had potential.
Ji-na was rummaging through her bag for something. "Ah, here it is." She walked over and handed you a business card.
"What is this?" you asked with a curious face. So this was her sugar daddy, you guessed.
"You said you need money. Well, call this number and you'll make some good money," she smirked.
"Ji-na, I swear to god this better be a legitimate job," you huffed as you tossed it on top of your laptop, not taking another glance at it.
There's no way this was a legitimate job. She must be dreaming or way in over her head.
"It is. I promise. A little unconventional, but it's legit," she grinned devilishly as she made her way back to the bed.
You picked up the card again. It was matte black on both sides with an embossed white winking bunny. And on the back of the card, it had the initials 'JK' and a phone number. You had to admit, the design was right up your graphic designer alley. It was cute and minimal.
"How do you think I've been able to afford all these nice things and pay our rent?"
"Ji-na! "Are you a sex worker?" you whispered.
"Oh god, no. It's nothing like that. Just call the number," she said, grabbing a few items from her shopping bags to look at them.
You stared at the card again, intrigued but not that desperate. Eventually you tossed it on top of the dust collected bills.
You observed Ji-na as she was curled up on your bed in fetal position, making herself at home. What the hell was Ji-na doing, making so much money and it wasn't selling her body? Then you noticed a purple bruise on her neck.
"I-is that a hickey on your neck?" you yelled.
She quickly covered her neck with her hand and mumbled, "No."
"Oh, you're definitely doing some kinky stuff I know it. So, what's his name?"
Ji-na sat up and scooted towards the edge of the bed. She lowered her head and her eyes became dark, which scared you a little. You've never seen her look like that.
"Call the number on the card and find out. Trust me. It'll be worth it."
After two weeks of applying to several jobs and not hearing back from anyone. You weren't feeling great about yourself. You sat in front of your laptop, refreshing your email hoping something would come in from one of the jobs you applied too. You even seriously considered the 'whole donating your eggs' again, even though you hated needles with a passion.
"Someone, something, anything, please come in," you said aloud as you clicked the cursor over the refresh button repeatedly.
You opened up your resume and combed through it again, looking over anything you could add or change to spruce it up even more. But there was nothing, it was the perfect resume.
Most of your freelance work was completed. There was one last project to finish. Opening up a drawing program and then you heard a notification ding from your email. You hoped it was a job, but it was actually from the company you were finishing the project for.
"Thank you for your initial ideas for our company rebranding, but it looks like we will be going in a different direction. We will of course compensate you for your time. We appreciate everything you've done."
You groaned and curled your hands into a fist, and slammed it onto the desk. Then you glanced at the winking bunny business card. Out of curiosity, you reached for it and flipped it over, grabbed your phone, and began dialing the number listed.
It rang a few times before a low husky voice answered, "Hello?"
"Oh, um hello. I'm a friend of Ji-na and she gave me your card. She said you have a job opportunity."
"Are you available tonight around 7?" The man asked.
"7? Yes, I am. Where should I meet you?"
"I'll text you the address. I do ask that you come alone."
Alone? Not suspicious at all. Maybe you should leave Ji-na a note in case you end up dead.
You were desperate at this point. "Sure, I can do that. I'll see you tonight."
As soon as you hung up, a text message came through with an address. You immediately looked it up and it was an hour away outside of Seoul. The clock read 4:30PM, which meant you needed to get yourself ready and out of the door before 6.
You probably should have asked what the job actually entailed so that you would be ready to answer any questions they had. But you just prepped for the usual questions interviews asked. You had your resume in your hand and ready to go as you left your apartment.
On the drive, you began asking yourself questions, 'What are your greatest strengths', 'What are your weaknesses', 'How do you handle conflict'? As you were answering these questions, you realized you weren't very good at selling yourself. You knew what you're capable of but it was hard to actually put it into words.
"Oh gosh. How am I ever going to get a job if I'm not even confident in myself?"
The GPS was telling you to turn onto a gravel road, which was odd but you didn't question it and went along with it. To be honest, it was starting to creep you out a little, the location was very suspicious and this whole ordeal was so mysterious.
A ringing went off in your car and you jumped in your seat, and realized that it was Ji-na calling you. You answered on your car screen.
"Hello? Ji-na?"
"I saw your note. Are you meeting with JK?"
"Uh huh. Are you sure this is a legitimate job because I feel like this might be my last night alive."
Ji-na chuckled. "You'll be fine, I promise. Just make sure you don't freak out, or otherwise I'm going to lose this gig too."
"What do you mean, don't freak out? I'm meeting some random guy in the middle of nowhere!" you exclaimed.
"When you meet him, just be open minded, okay? That's all."
"This is definitely some kind of sex thing. I'm going to come back and haunt you as a ghost if I die tonight," you huffed.
"That's fine by me. Trust me, you won't regret meeting JK. Bye."
Click.
After what seemed like another thirty minutes on the gravel road, you finally reached a gate. You drove up to the keypad and pressed the red button.
"Yes?"
The voice speaking was not the same person on the phone earlier today. His voice was much softer and lighter.
"Hi, I'm meeting a Mr. JK at 7 tonight."
"I'll buzz you in."
You gulped as you continued driving up the now paved road. You pulled up to a giant mansion. The exterior was a stone grey with massive glass windows and wood panels to break up the monotony of the grey. It was stunning.
Parking your car, you took a big breath. You grabbed your portfolio and resume and walked up to the front door. As you arrived, a young man was already waiting there for you. He was absolutely breathtaking, almost angel-like with his coiffed blonde hair and pale skin. He looked immaculate in his black suit.
"Hello, you must be Ji-na's friend."
Word must have traveled fast. Did Ji-na tell them? Was this some kind of set up? You were definitely on guard now, but then you realized you didn't have your pepper spray on you. Great, you were really going to come back and haunt Ji-na now.
You nodded.
"I'm Jimin. Please, come in."
You hoped you looked presentable, in your blazer, black turtleneck, cropped trousers and loafers. You probably should have taken out your nose piercing, but oh well. Too late now.
Quietly, you followed behind the beautiful man, the clacking of his black Chelsea boots echoed throughout the hallway. The interior of this house was gorgeous. Everything was very meticulous and intentionally put in their place.
"So, what do you do here exactly?" You questioned.
"A little bit of this, a little bit of that," he answered vaguely as he looked back and smiled at you, which frustrated you.
You smiled sheepishly and continued to follow him to a pair of double doors.
"You can go on in. JK is expecting you."
Jimin opened one of the doors and you nervously stepped in, holding tightly onto your portfolio. The room you stepped into was vast with high vaulted ceilings, the walls were painted charcoal gray with intricate wainscoting paneling, dimly lit gold sconces, the deep and rich brown colors of the leather furniture matched perfectly with the aesthetic of the room. Then you spotted a figure who you assumed to be JK, standing next to the crackling fire with his hands in his pants pocket.
His eyes raked over you, going from the top of your head to the tip of your toes. You smiled timidly and bowed politely towards him, hoping you looked presentable. He gestured for you to sit in the chair in the middle of the room and you obliged. You observed him as he settled into the chair across from you.
Like Jimin, he was breathtaking, but his features were the opposite of Jimin's. His sharp jawline could probably cut you in half, and his big doe eyes were absolutely immaculate as if they held the whole world in them. With his clean-cut look today, you weren't expecting to see an eyebrow piercing peeking from underneath his hair and a lip piercing on someone like him. You noticed the tattoos on his hand and a few creeping out from under his shirt sleeve, supposed he wouldn't be your typical boss since this wasn't a typical job, per se.
He held out his hand to shake yours. "I'm JK," he says, a very handsome smile swept across his face.
You reciprocated the handshake. "I'm ___."
Wincing from his ice-cold touch, you quickly pulled your hand back. Seeing your reaction, he snickers.
"You are not how Ji-na described you at all," he stated.
"Oh? Is that a good thing?" What did she tell JK to make him think that? Hopefully she only told him good things about who you were.
"Very," he said, slightly amused. "Did Ji-na explain anything about what we do here?"
"Not really. I came here on a whim," you explained.
"Ah, so you're daring."
"I wouldn't describe myself as daring. I'd say I'm more determined." Honestly, you were determined to get out of debt and feeling shitty about yourself. Whatever this job was, it must be better than what you're currently doing. At least Ji-na seemed happy.
"I like that. Determined. I'm a very determined kind of person as well. I hope we'll get along then."
You chuckled nervously, "I, uh I'm not even sure what this job is. Can you explain it a little?"
"You do understand that this job requires complete confidentiality? We can't have anyone snooping around," he said firmly.
"Is this a weird 50 shades of gray thing? Cause I'm not gonna do that." That was one thing you'd never do.
He smirked with a devilish grin across his face. "I run a blood bank."
Okay, a blood bank. That seems easy enough, but how did Ji-na make so much money working here? You were still confused. Would you be a receptionist? Trained to take blood? This place didn't look like a blood bank, unless JK ran it somewhere else.
"For vampires," he said.
You looked like you had just seen a ghost. A what? Blood bank? For vampires? Were you dreaming? You raised your hand to pat your face a few times before you glanced over towards JK again. He had an amused look plastered on his face.
"You're not dreaming. You heard me correctly," he reassured.
"Vampires? They're not real," you stuttered, having trouble even saying the word. Sure you have seen your fair share of vampire shows and films but they're just stories. They can't be real. Can they?
You cleared your throat before speaking, "A-and what would I do exactly? Do I just donate blood?" Now, you were anxious. No wonder Ji-na made so much money.
"Mm yeah, something like that. I can just show you if that's easier."
Show you? Show you what exactly? Your heart began to race as he walked over to open the door. Jimin was already there waiting to come in. A young woman around your age followed closely behind him. Jimin sat down in the chair across from you, then the woman sat in between him on his legs. He whispered something to her and she nodded and softly giggled, then he pulled her wrist towards him and there it was, his face slightly contorted, his eyes looked bloodshot with veins slightly popping out against his pale cheeks, and two fangs grew out from the top row of his teeth.
Jimin grinned before taking a bite of her wrist like how someone would bite into an apple. You swore you heard a crunch and winced at the sound. The woman frowned for a second before the pain turned into pleasure.
As you were observing everything that was happening in front of you, JK was more curious about your reaction and how'd you'd take everything. Would you freak out and run away? Would you take it as is? He wanted to know what was running through your mind.
Before you knew it, Jimin stopped and licked the remaining blood running down her wrist that was escaping him. He wouldn't let anything go to waste. After he was done, he took a bite of his own wrist and let the woman suck on it. Now, you were completely baffled by this job.
You sat there hesitant as Jimin and the woman left the room, leaving you and JK alone. What if you said no to taking this job? What would they do to you? The real question was, what haven't they done to keep this a secret? Maybe you should have left a note for Ji-na because this might be your last night alive.
JK didn't say a word. He was waiting for you to answer first. You must have had a million questions for him. Straightening your posture, you cross your legs, and look him dead in the eye. "How much are you paying?
When you realized what you said out loud, you immediately wanted to take it back. Did you understand what you were getting yourself into? You were getting involved with vampires. Vampires. You didn't even know if you actually believed in this whole thing. Maybe it wasn't too late to back out.
He smirked, as if he knew you were going to say yes to him. "I'll have Jimin set you up with everything you need to know. I'll see you soon."
Jungkook left you in this grand room, and Jimin returned, gesturing for you to follow him. As you began walking through the corridor, you couldn't help but notice the beautiful artwork displayed on the wall. There were a few scenic paintings, a sunset with stunning purple, pink, and orange hues, and a mountain reflecting onto a lake. Lastly, there was a painting of a young boy with intense eyes and paint splattered on the canvas.
"These paintings are lovely, even this one." You pointed to the painting of the young boy.
"JK painted them."
"All of them?" You were surprised by his reply.
He softly chuckled at your question and answered with an, 'Mhm.'
The elegant and regal man opened the door which led to an outdoor patio. The fire pit had already been going for a while. The embers from the wood were beginning to die down but Jimin went ahead and put in another log to keep it going. You slightly shivered from the wind blowing through and Jimin quickly offered his jacket to you.
"Thank you."
He gave you a smile and quick nod before he poured out tea from the pot that was sitting on the coffee table and handed you a cup, then a folder and pen followed. You opened to see a written contract and a wax seal where JK's signature was. His full name was Jeon Jeongguk. You wondered why no one called him that, maybe he preferred it that way. You've only heard everyone called him JK up to this point.
"Um, can you tell me what I'm signing myself away to?"
He poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip before responding, "This is a binding contract. If this contact is broken, you may or may not die."
His comment took you aback. Your hands were starting to become sweaty holding your cup.
Then Jimin let out a cackle. "Wow, you really are tense, huh? Relax, sweetie."
"What do you expect? I'm letting vampires suck my blood in exchange for money," you stated as you took a sip of tea.
"Well, you'll come in every two weeks for a donation. Once you are paired with a client, you can choose for them to draw blood via your wrist or your neck. If you choose your wrist, it's worth a grand, your neck is worth five. You'll be paid immediately after your session with a client," he explained.
"And will the bite marks disappear?"
"Once you're finished with a client, you'll come to Taehyung or I and we'll help you get healed up. Vampire blood heals humans quickly. And if a client ever gets handsy or violent, just let us know and we'll take care of it," he said smiling from ear to ear, as if everything he just said was completely normal.
So that's how Ji-na never came home with any kind of evidence of this whole thing. No wonder she said it was a good gig.
"How long will the vampire blood stay in my system?"
"It stays in your system for 24 hours. Just try not to die in the meantime, okay?" He lifted up the teapot asking if you wanted more, but you shook your head no.
"What do you mean, 'try not to die'? What happens if I die with vampire blood in my system?"
"You become one of us.”
Shit. This wasn't expected. You could become a vampire if you die with their blood in your system. Pondering this whole situation, you wondered if this was what you really wanted. You scanned the contract again, making sure you weren't signing your life away, but in a way, you were.
"Any other questions before you sign?" The angelic but devilish man smiled brightly, showing off his teeth, which you noticed had a small imperfection to them.
You moved your pen towards the paper but stopped. "What if I back out of this? What'll happen to me?"
"We'll erase your memories," he says casually.
Your heart was beating out of your chest and your eyes widened at his answer. "Erase my memories?"
He could see the nervousness radiating from your body. "Well, not all of your memories, just that part where you know we exist. Another vampire perk, we can compel you to do whatever we want you to do, but we trust that we don't have to do that in this case."
"I'm guessing this is a nighttime job since vampires can't go out in sunlight."
"Ding! Ding! Ding! You are such a smart little nugget. We do have overnight accommodations in case you're too tired to drive back to the city. It's the least we can do for all of your hard work," he said smiling, almost sounding like you had won a prize or something.
"Do you guys go out in the daylight?"
The smile quickly turned into a smirk, "Wouldn't you like to know? A curious cat, you are. Roar." He stood there arms crossed, eyeing you from head to toe.
This was definitely some kind of grand operation they had going on. You were keeping a running list of all the things you were going to ask Ji-na when you got back to the apartment. Like how could she keep this all a secret from you.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"Just one more."
He nodded for you to proceed.
"Does it hurt?"
He wasn't sure he understood the question but quickly realized what you meant. "Ah, when we bite into you?"
You nodded as you held on tightly to the pen in your hand.
"You know that feeling you get before getting a shot? You're waiting forever in a cold doctor's office, all anxious and tense knowing they're going to inject you with a sharp needle, but when they finally do it, you feel okay and the worst part is over?"
"Uh huh."
"It's nothing like that." His eyes turn into a crescent shape when he laughs.
You chuckled nervously, unsure if he was teasing or if he really meant what he said. The only thing you could think of was the crunch sound you heard when Jimin bit into the woman. You wondered how you would endure the pain or would you find pleasure in it?
He sat down and slightly nudged you. "Lighten up, sweetie. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. You'll be fine. I promise. We'll take great care of you." He winked and let out a soft chuckle, doing his best to brighten up the sour mood you were in.
"Here goes nothing," you said as you scribbled your name onto the piece of paper.
When you arrived back at the apartment, it was close to midnight. You turned on the living room lamp to see Ji-na passed out on the couch with the Netflix screen asking if she was still watching. The blanket that was on her fell to the floor and you grabbed it, encompassing her with some warmth from the fuzzy, shaggy blanket.
A slight buzz and quiet ding came from your back pocket. You turned on your phone screen to see a text saying you were scheduled with a client this coming Friday at seven o'clock in the evening. "Wow, already? I guess they don't waste any time."
Ji-na began to stir from her sleep, still groggy, she rubbed her eyes and squinted towards you. "Hey, you're back?"
"You have some explaining to do." You told her to scoot over while you sat next to her and covered yourself in the blanket too.
"What do you wanna know?"
"Everything."
She began to tell you how she randomly met Taehyung (the man you spoke with on the phone) at a bar and at first he compelled her so she wouldn't have any recollection of what he was doing to her, but then he got bored and wanted her to remember everything. That's how she got dragged into it.
"It was hard to believe and really weird at first but then I started making good money and I couldn't resist it," she stated.
"Doesn't it hurt though?" You were really curious as to the pain or being bitten into since Jimin didn't answer your question.
"It stings at first but you get used to it and it becomes kind of...exhilarating," she grinned.
Goodness Ji-na, she's really gone down the vampire rabbit hole, hasn't she? You were beginning to wonder how long you'd do this for. It's not like you could make a career out of it.
"Has anyone ever been violent with you or has it been okay so far?"
She paused to think about it before answering. "Mm, there was one guy. I think his name was Kihyun? He was a bit rough at one point but JK doesn't take any stupid shit from anyone."
"What did they do to him?"
"JK came in and dragged the guy out by his leg. It was pretty entertaining to watch." She softly chuckled.
Even after signing the contract, your mind was still swirling behind the whole idea of vampires and giving up your own blood for money. You sat there dazed, staring off at the Netflix screen.
Ji-na slightly nudged you. "Hey, are you okay with all this? I'm sorry I couldn't tell you, but you understand why right?"
You nodded with a slight smile. "I guess I'm just a little scared, that's all."
"You have nothing to be worried about. Jimin, Taehyung, and JK will take care of us. If you know what I mean." She nudged you and winked.
You didn't think anything about what she said and then it suddenly dawned on you. "Oh my god Ji-na, are you sleeping with one of them?"
"Err, maybe...well, just Taehyung," she responded earnestly.
"But like how? Aren't they technically dead? How are they still able to...you know."
She laughed. "I don't know...they just do. Don't question it, just do it. Let me tell you, he's great in bed."
"Oh god, Ji-na, I don't want to think about you having sex with a vampire," you said, your mouth twisting in disgust.
"You're just jealous because no one has touched you in over 2 years," she said as she playfully stuck her tongue out.
You rolled your eyes. So what if it's been a while since you've been with someone. It doesn't mean you'd drop your panties for a goddamn vampire.
"Do they all sleep with their employees? If you could even call us that."
"Mm no I don't think so. I've never seen JK with anyone," she paused. "Now that I think about it, I think Jimin said he doesn't even drink directly from a person anymore."
What she said intrigued you. JK seemed like a very mysterious person. Even though your interaction with him was brief, it boggles your mind to know he had an operation like this, let alone be in charge of it. You began to wonder what his life was like as a vampire and even before then. Who was he before all of this?
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