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REIGN OF TERROR

chapter two

You were born for him, he just knows it and you’re the only one who can cure him.

Genre: Yandere!Vampire Jungkook x Reader - a 10 chapter series inspired by Tangled and Beauty and the Beast

Warnings: yandere behavior, suicidal attempts and talks, violence, eventual smut, death, reader is not mentally stable, slight cursing

Taglist: @silversparkles11 @mwitsmejk @outro-kook @bishuthot @kooliv @syunchl @lauritakamaki @cara-18 @ash07128 @darkuni63 @era-genius @doublebunv @etsuko-99 @bbl32 @hoseoks7sworld @yourtmblrgirlfriend @sweetbtsfoever @bxbyyyjocelyn @crazy-eight17 @mageprincess7 @devilsbooksworld ask to be added

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Y/N’s yes were fixated on the clock, excitement growing each time it ticked to a new number. She finally had something to look forward to. Her whole life she had the same routine. Everything in her life was the same. The same room, same books, same shows and same people.

It was no surprise she was excited over meeting her new friend.

"Hobi, are you ready to retire since Jimin is arrriving?" Y/N asked her eyes still stuck on the clock.

Hobi furrowed his eyebrows. "You shall address him as Mr. Park and I will retire if that is what he wishes"

"He will." Y/N mumbled. A knock on the door made her run towards the door to open it.

"Sit down Y/N. You know better than to open the door by yourself!" Hobi scolded as he gently moved her over to open the door.

He smiled as he greeted Jimin, he wasn't wearing a crisp suit like last time. He was dressed more casually. "Mr. Park, Y/N here has been awaiting your visit." Hobi announced to the man.

Jimin smiled. "I too have been anticipating to meet with the bright star." He complimented as he walked into the gloomy room. He looked back to see Hobi was still here in the room. "You can be dismissed Hoseok." He said more as a command then suggestion.

Hobi didn't like Jimin, just like he didn't like any of the politicians. Nevertheless, he always did his job with a happy face. The only man Y/N ever been alone with was him. Of course, he was hesitant to leave her but he followed orders with a smile on his face, like always.

"Y/N it's wonderful to see you." Jimin spoke as he embraced the girl in a hug. She didn't move just stood their in shock.

"W-What was that?" She asked in confusion, shivering at his cold body and foreign touch.

"That's called a hug. Has nobdy ever hug you before?" He questioned her.

Y/N was embarrassed. She knew what a hug was but she has never had one. She looked stupid, she's suppose to know everything.

Jimin noticed her lips quivering but it wasn't in sadness but in fear. "No, don't be upset. I'm sorry, I should have asked before I hugged you."

"In television shows, I've noticed the characters hug when their about to say goodbye. Are you leaving?" She asked her big eyes looking for a no.

Jimin chuckled at her innocence. Is this really the person people think is "the child of death"?

"No Y/N. I have just arrived, we have a whole hour to spare. Besides, I have a gift for you." He revealed making her smile bigly.

"A gift? What did I do to deserve such charity?"

"Y/N, do you remember the secret I told you last week?" He quizzed.

"Yes, i've told no one! I've kept your wishes fulfilled Jimin." She rambled in excitement.

"Bravo, I have a new one." He announced as he sat closer to her. "The king he has wrote a letter to you."

The girl was confused. "The king? King Jin?"

"No, the former King Jungkook. Remember I told you he wants to be friends with you."

Y/N was happy but she knew something wasn't right. "But wouldn't that be wrong. Why would he want to be friends with a worthless woman like me?"

"Y/N, you're not worthless. Outside this basement you're a legend that people dream to witness." He reprimanded. She smiled at his praises, self worth was something she struggled with. Hearing Jimin's words made her trust him.

"You have to promise to not tell anyone about the letter or show it to anyone." He warned.

"I can hide it in one of my old books!" She suggested to get his trust.

Jimin handed the letter to her. She quickly tore open the envelope to read the handwritten letter.

Dear Y/N,

I've seen beautiful paintings, landmarks, and faces of people of all types, but none is quiet beautiful as you. The word beautiful does not gives you justice, it feels almost like an insult to you.

I know you may have heard many tales and narratives about me. Many may have been true but not all are told correctly.

My love, let me tell you a story. Do you know what's its like to have something taken from you? I've had many things stolen from me, my good health, my kingdom and even people.

The worst thing a person can steal from you is something you were born to have. I lost something beautiful that I was born to have without even knowing it.

You.

Look around. Look at the people that surround you. The people who think they can control you. The people that are deciding what you are and where you should hide. They have stolen something from you and me.

I am the only one who can help you darling. I am the only one deserving of you. The people around you are thieves. They don't love you like I do. They don't care about your interests like I do.

Don't trust anyone besides me and the person who gave you this letter.

There was no signature on the letter. Jimin smirked as he watched her hands shake. Her eyes focused on the words she already read.

She knew what type of man Jungkook was, but she didn't care. She just wanted someone, anyone to pay attention to her, to like her, to even look at her.

He said he loved her.

Nobody have ever told her that before.

She was loved.

"Can I write back?" She finally spoke.

"Of course you can." He encouraged her. Y/N busied herself trying to find the perfect pen and paper.

"Y/N, do you happen to have a restroom?" He asked the busy girl. She quickly pointed to the room, trying to keep her focus on the letter.

He entered the bathroom, not to release himself but for something else. He noticed that the mirror was plastic, in fact everything in this room had no dangerous items. No razors, just wax paper, even the pen Y/N used was a jail pen. This confirmed what the chancellor meant about her being suicidal.

He found exactly what he was looking for. He pulled a plastic bag from his pocket. Carefully, he pulled hair out of her brush into the bag.

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It was no secret that Scarlett loved Namjoon. Why else would a vampire fight against her own kind? But Namjoon was a human who aged and unfortunately, one day will die.

Scarlett was born a vampire and at a random age they eventually stop aging. Even at her vampire age she was still younger than him. She was 30 years old, and all the middle age 40 year old saw her as was a little girl.

It's why she would do anything to keep him happy, to keep him successful. Even if she hated the plan, and this was one of those times.

"I've found a solution to everything." Scarlett announced to Namjoon. He looked up from his paperwork in interest.

"Lets hear it then."

"You need to marry Y/N, the child born the day the reign of terror ended."

Namjoon looked away from her in disinterest. "Have you lost your mind? Why would I marry a younger girl?"

'Even if it was her?' Scarlett thought but she stuck to her solution. "Think about it Namjoon. Everyone wins. Y/N gets to get out the basement. She wouldn't want to hurt any of us if she was given the highest title as your wife."

Namjoon shook his head, wanting her to dismiss the idea. "I've head visions clear as day that Jungkook will rise again. Let's stop waiting, we can lure him out. When he see you with the child that is possibly the cure, he will come out. That is when you kill him and everyone's faith and vote will be in you, not Miriam." She continued to convince.

"I'm sorry if marrying a 20 year old that never seen the day of light and that's potentially the child of death sounds like a bad idea to me." He said in sarcasm.

Scarlett was disappointed at his lack of interest but she still remained firm. "We need to stay one step ahead! Why are we waiting for Jungkook to rise? Do you not see that Y/N is the key to everything? We have her in a basement, everyday her heart grows in anger at us. I don't agree that we should let her go but we need to use her."

"We've done enough to the girl. Forcing her in a marriage will anger her. Imagine what the kingdom would think of me marrying the child. They would think I was predatory or taking advantage of her." Namjoon argued.

"Do you have a better idea?" Scarlett asked knowing his answer. After all if anyone could convince Namjoon to do something it was her.

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Jungkook slightly smiled as he saw his old friend. It seem like he just talked to him yesterday but in reality it's been twenty years. Hence the new hair color that was on his friend's head.

Jungkook was 25, in human and vampire years. At that age it seems like your life is just beginning, but to wake up and know you've missed 20 years of your life,it was irritating.

Years and age is nothing to vampires, most of us live a long life without aging.

But Jungkook was suffering. Between the illness, sadness from missing events and the anxiousness he had to get you.

"When they told me Min Yoongi now works in the science lab I couldn't believe it." He remarked.

Yoongi didn't smile much but he did when he saw Jungkook. "Jeon Jungkook, you look exactly the same. Oh how the kingdom misses you." He praised.

"I'm assuming you're here to get the results from the hair sample the inside man retrieved?" Yoongi asked earning a nod from Jungkook.

"For starters, this is the oddest DNA I have ever observed. She isn't human but she also doesn't possess cravings for thirst like a vampire. This means that her DNA can be a solution to vampire's thirst for blood." He explained but that wasn't the results Jungkook was listening for.

"The most interesting part of her DNA is how her hair is slightly glowy. It doesn't glow like the stars or sun, but it's more like it's in perfect health. The hair heals itself from any split ends or tears. Vampires heal on their own but only because we're already dead. Her DNA is lively and I believe it is the cure to any disease or wound." Yoongi shared.

"What you're saying is that you're positive she can heal me." Jungkook asked searching for validation.

"Yes, her blood will heal you permanently. I can make a temporary medicine using the hair sample but you need to attain the girl herself." He confirmed. "

"Imagine what she will do for all of us, we would all be perfect beings. The humans wouldn't stand a chance against us." Yoongi theorized slightly smirking at the sight of humans losing.

Jungkook pushed him to the wall in anger. "She's mine. You won't tell a soul about this." He demanded.

Yoongi stared at him blankly. "Jungkook, you know my loyalty is swore to you. I won't tell a single soul." He promised. Jungkook nodded and let him go before letting go mountains of dry cough. He held his stomach in pain as he let out a huge groan.

He was once a king everyone feared, now he was coughing in front of someone he just threatened.

"Jungkook, we will fix you. I will have the medicine presented to you in a few hours." He assured as Jungkook fell to the ground in pain.

Yoongi bent down to the floor with him. "You will be the most fearful king, not only will you rule the vampires but you will ruin the humans. They will finally know what prey they are when they are your slaves." He effused to give Jungkook confidence.

Jungkook shook his head frantically, "That type of strategy is exactly what gave me this curse."

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Hobi watched as Y/N smile brightly as she sealed a letter. It was strange how two visits with Jimin had the deeply depressed girl filled with joy.

"Y/N, who is that letter for?" Hobi asked in a kind voice to get her to open up.

"Oh, this is just for Jimin." She answered in a shaky voice and Hobi noticed this.

"You meet with Mr. Park to talk twice a week. Why would you write him a letter?" He interrogated.

"A letter is the best form of communication, it's souvenir of appreciation." She retorted, smiling as she spoked.

Hobi approached the girl, crossing his arms in disapproval. "Y/N, what do you and Mr. Park do?"

"Talk."

"H-He doesn't try to touch you or anything right?" He questioned.

Y/N didn't think deeply of his question. "Yeah but it's ok, I like when he does it." She answered nonchalantly.

Hobi face changed in shock. "Where do he touch you?" He frantically asked.

"Just on my back when he hugs me." She innocently explained causing Hobi to sigh in relief.

However, he was still cautious of their relationship. "Y/N I hope you're aware that Mr. Park isn't interested in you romantically. He deserves a girl that he can take out to the dinner, a girl that uses the dinner utensils to cook, not to kill herself. You can't do either, he would never want you." He insulted making her drop the letter.

She never thought of Jimin romantically, the truth is she just wanted a friend. Do Jimin consider her a friend or is she just an agenda on his job he must complete?

How could she be so stupid? Nobody actually wanted her. She seen on television shows where friends would hang out in the city, drink together in parties and go to the mall. She couldn't do any of those things. She was useless. Nobody loved her. The thought alone made her eyes water.

Except one person said he did. How can someone love someone they never met? Was she that special to him?

Maybe she was, and for that her eyes were now dry as she smiled at her thoughts.

Hobi didn't mean his words. He just didn't want her to get her hopes up. He was getting ready to apologize until he saw her smiling face.

He shook his head as he smile. "I'm happy you've found some form of happiness."

A knock on the door caused the both of them to look at each other in confusion. "I wasn't expecting anyone." Hobi said. Nobody ever came down here so who was it?

He hesitantly opened the door peeking out the crack but eventually opened the door when he saw who it was.

"Chancellor's Passage!" A guard yelled as Hobi and Y/N routinely bowed. Namjoon entered the room. He looked different from last time, this time he looked distraught.

"You may rise." He commanded as Hobi and Y/N stood.

"Chancellor, we wasn't expecting your visit. Has it really be a year since the other week?" He joked to the older man.

"I am here to bear fortunate news for all of us. Y/N I am letting you out this room to the upper levels of the facility. You will have more freedom there." He revealed. Hobi looked at him in disbelief but Y/N lit up in excitement.

"What has caused this good news?!" Hobi asked him.

"There will be a wedding. Y/N's wedding."

"Who is the poor man?" Hobi asked. He couldn't believe someone would want to marry her.

Namjoon looked to the ground in awkwardness. "Me. I am the one to marry her." He admitted.

"Chancellor, may I ask is this meant to humor us?" Hobi questioned. Hobi believed Y/N was beautiful but she was not capable of being a wife to anyone.

Meanwhile, Y/N was in deep thought. She thought about the many shows and books she's read where characters would get married. Marriage is a union that two people do when they love each other. Did Namjoon love her?

He only visits her once a year and he barely converses. She remembers that you first date the person before marriage. He has never asked her on a date before.

"Marriage? Are you marrying me because you love me?" Y/N asked.

Namjoon tried to look anywhere but in her eyes. "If I'm being honest Y/N I don't. I barely know you. My goal is only to help you."

Exactly as she believed.

Y/N pondered, if the king didn't love her it was only one reason he was marrying her.

"Your only wish is to use me." She realized as she glared at him.

"Y/N, this is your way of getting protective freedom. The marriage is a gateway to peace for everyone. I know it is in your will to have both." He attempted to convince her.

The girl kept her glare, a frightening one. He started to wonder if the rumors were true. If she was the child of death.

"Peace for everyone? Everyone includes the vampires....how could a marriage between you and I initiate peace with the vampires?" She questioned him. She didn't know his reason but she didn't trust him.

"Watch it Y/N." Hobi warned.

Namjoon was done being kind with the girl. She clearly wasn't as disciplined as he thought. He believed she would excitingly agree. Any woman would love to have this privilege.

"It's not your business to be concerned Y/N." He snapped in an impatient voice.

Jungkook was right, she couldn't trust any of them.

"Then I decline your proposal." She objected.

"It wasn't a proposal. It was a direct order." Namjoon mumbled. The three guards started to stoked towards her causing her to step back.

Hobi sighed at her behavior as he lightly touched her back. "Just go with them, don't make a scene." He instructed.

Y/N frantically shook her head as she started to breathe heavily in panic. "I hate you! Stop trying to control me." She screamed.

One of the guards pulled out his gun at her. His hands were shaking, he was scared of her. "Put your hands up!" He yelled at the girl.

"Put the gun down." Namjoon ordered him.

A gun. Y/N was aware that guns killed people. Almost as much as vampires. She has tried many times and ways to end herself. She wasn't afraid of a gun.

"Do it." She encouraged.

"Stand down Guard!" Namjoon yelled more frantically. The guard looked at Namjoon before he looked over to the girl who now had a slight smirk.

"Freak!" He yelled before pulling the trigger. The bullet went through her head as the loud sound echoed through the room.

"Y/N!" Hobi sobbed. Y/N stepped back from the impact of the bullet.

"I told you to stand down!" Namjoon yelled at the guard.

Y/N stared at the guard as she put her finger in the bullet hole. She fished for the bullet and took it out of her bleeding flesh. The bullet hole miraculously healed like she has never been shot.

The room looked at her as if they seen a ghost. Like how they would look at the villian in the movies she watched. She had their attention. She finally had someone’s attention and she liked it.

The guard gasped as he dropped the gun. Everyone looked at her as she stared at the fallen weapon.

"Y/N just surrender. Please!" Hobi begged.

She didn't listen. She was done being obedient. Jungkook was right, they have taken everything from her.

She swiftly picked up the gun and aimed it at the guard's head. "My turn." She mumbled as she fired the gun. The guard fell over unconsciously to the ground.

The two other guards pulled out their guns and aimed it to her. "Are you stupid? Use the special sedation, don't shoot!" Namjoon commanded.

There was no where for her to hide as the guards pierced needles in her veins. She slowly lost consciousness but she has never felt so woke in her life.

She finally did something for herself.

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Jungkook's teeth pierced through the woman's neck as he let out satisfying moans of pleasure. He closed his eyes as he sucked the blood imagining it was the woman's whose blood he really wanted. The woman who possessed the beautiful face and hair. The woman whose blood had the cure for his sickness. The woman he was impatiently waiting to have. You.

"Slow down Jungkook." Taehyung warned but he was too late. The woman fell in death. Taehyung shook his head in detest.

"Are you serious? You killed her." He scolded his friend.

Jungkook licked his lips for any remaining blood. "Last time I checked you had no problem killing humans."

"That was 20 years ago." Taehyung argued.

"Humans were created to be our food. We must not have sympathy for them. No amount of years changes the natural ways of life." He replied.

Taehyung shook his head. "Your mother didn't believe that. She sympathized for the humans."

"And that caused her to be killed by one." Jungkook hissed.

Taehyung held his arms up to show he meant no harm. "Look, I hate Namjoon just as much as you and I believe humans are beneath us. During the Reign of Terror, we were unstoppable." Taehyung reminisced making Jungkook smile.

"But it was called the Reign of Terror for a reason and you paid the price. Perhaps, we should try a different route this time." He suggested to the former king.

"Jungkookie!" A voice yelled. Jungkook rolled his eyes, he didn't have to turn around to know that voice.

"Fuck off Jiwoo." He yelled at her.

"Can we talk?" She asked with pleading eyes. "Alone." She added.

"Anything you wish to say you may speak in front of Taehyung."

She stood in front of him so he could look at her eyes. "I don't understand why you don't love me anymore. I know I am married to Jin but that doesn't mean we can't-"

"Have an affair again? No we can not. I don't want you anymore Jiwoo. In fact, looking at you disgusts me, it's like looking at a terrible mistake. Sleeping with you was easy because I always hated Jin, but you were his girlfriend at the time. You should have loved him. You're just a whore who sleeps with royals for attention." Jungkook jeered interrupting her.

"You told me that I was yours, that Jin didn't deserve me, that you loved me. How could you change so quickly?" She wept in disbelief.

"You're not my soulmate. You can't help me. You can't fix me. My heart belongs to someone else."

"Who?!" She asked. She thought she was the only girl he would only love.

"You have a baby on the way Jiwoo. Move on." Taehyung adviced her.

The past was the past. He must focus on the future, his future with you. He hoped that you read his letter. Already, the hair sample that Yoongi turned into medicine was helping him.

Thank you.

He thought Jiwoo was the one but he knew Y/N was. I mean look at how time is aligning perfectly for them. Perhaps, the curse is actually a blessing so he could find you.

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Jimin looked in confusion when he noticed the door to Y/N's room was open. Did she escape? The door was always bolted shut. He then realized that the security guards who protected the basement wasn't even there.

He walked into the room as he noticed Hobi boxing up items. The room was almost bare, the art work removed, it had no indication of residence.

He did notice a red blood stain on the floor. They didn't kill Y/N did he? But Y/N had golden blood. Did she...?

"Hoseok, what happened?" Jimin asked the working man.

"I prefer to be called Hobi." He said in a not too kind tone. He took a deep breath before explaining, "Y/N has been moved to the upper levels of the facility."

"Where?" Jimin asked taking a breath of relief. He had hope she haven't escaped, it was too early.

"Currently in solitary, but eventually the Chancellor's Chamber." Hobi retorted as he packed up the books she loved to read.

"Why the Chancellor's Chamber?" Jimin questioned.

Hobi put down the box to face Jimin directly. "The Chancellor has decided to marry the girl." He could tell by the way Hobi spoke he did not approve.

Jimin did not see this coming. Why would Namjoon marry her? Namjoon was Chancellor, he would only marry a high class woman. It didn't make any sense.

He tried to think of any possibility why Namjoon would marry her.

First reason: He loved her.

Second reason: He somehow knew Jungkook is planning a return and wants to spite him.

He had hope it wasn't the second.

"Oh, the Chancellor must of found a liking to her." He implied looking at Hobi for an answer.

"Not exactly. We're all here to do a job, the Chancellor is ensuring Y/N does hers now."

Jimin glances at the blood stain that clearly bleach couldn't fully remove. "Why is there blood on the floor?" Jimin cautiously asked.

"Unfortunately Y/N's dark thoughts have catched up with her actions. She killed a guard, but I ask that you keep it quiet Mr. Park. Some humans already have cynical opinions on her."

Y/N seemed like a sweet, innocent girl when he talked with her. What did Jungkook write in that letter that made her do this?

"Right." Jimin replied. "I am still allowed to visit her I suppose."

"I'm not sure Mr. Park. In case you aren't, Y/N wrote this letter for you. She really did admire you." Hobi said in a sympathetic voice.

Not only did Jimin have to deliver the letter but also bad news.

He didn't know exactly why Namjoon was marrying Y/N, or why Y/N would kill anyone, or even what Jungkook wrote in the letter, but he know one thing,

War was brewing.

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hauntedkidpersona · 2 years

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Doom's Soulmate// Chapter - 1

Pairing: PolyBts x Reader

Summary: I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone-

Warnings: Toxic behaviour, Insecurities, Gender inequality, angst, depression, sexual assault, Kidnapping, obsessive tendency, jealousy, possesive behaviour, minor character death, Nudity, Anxiety, Panic attack, Manipulation, Emotional and Physical abuse, gaslighting, blood play. Eventual smut, Supernatural, soulmate au, Vampire au, Fanfiction. Eventual smut.

Genre- Fanfiction, polyramous relationship.

Word count: 10k+

Soulmate. The missing piece of your soul. A gift but are all gifts worth taking?

Masterlist- Chapter-1

A/N- Tumblr is shit. I have been trying to edit my chapter and it always crashes down like wth. So pls, ignore the You's and the she/her. Tolerate this Y/N for one chapter, the next wouldn't have such problems but yeah. Until Tumblr let's me peacefully edit, which for now is impossible :(

—"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙."

Soulmates.

Soul's true mate

One that transcends life and death. It was a strange term that got carried away as a lesson from one generation to another. It was hailed as God's greatest miracle, a gift to mankind and creatures alike.

Unlike, Vampires or werewolves. Humans had it hard when it came to finding their soulmate, for they didn't possess that intensity or yearning the others had. They are fickle beings chasing after passion, jumping from one person to another without waiting for their true one. Though selfish, the Gods took pity on some forlorn beings that yearned for that eternal love. One that transcends birth and death, a bond that doesn't die with the end of life.

"In olden times, the orthodox people were generally against this union. The people wished to have their pedigree pure and untainted from anyone. That time was tragic, but that tragically gave birth to the greatest lovers of all time." Your history teacher spoke lowly, her voice wrapped like a soft lullaby. One that had you shiver in anticipation, heart thumping at the very thought of meeting your soulmate. Your world had many lovers but no one was close to the two couples whose story was a tale passed on from family to family. Both were born in different timelines, both suffering different obstacles but in the end, both being worshipped like no other. There was something truly magical in the love that one can possess for one's soulmate. One that compels you to fight against the world for them- the society, your family, your friends. Everyone. Five thousand years ago, the world was heavily gender-biased. Women were to stay within the walls of the home and married off at a young age. It was the time when any step towards love would cause a direct blow to one's character—

The class bell rang, as the teacher finished her topic. One that had you frown, wishing the time to go back so that you can hear more tales of soulmates.

And to say, the world's first couple came out of it is truly remarkable. It was one of your guilty pleasures and you would be damned to let the only thread that makes you feel connected to your future lover be whisked away like that.

"Mam, you can have the next lecture too." Your words earn a few disapproved groans from the class who were seconds away from lunging at you audacity. Not that you care.

Anya chuckles, fixing her specs to look down at you with a small smile. "I wish but I have a lecture in another class darling."

You pout, eyebrows squeezing in a frown. Nonetheless nodding as you watch Anya go along her merry way while the students go back to their gossip session. But you were far from gracing reality, having found solace in your imaginary world. And so you dream with eyes open, the only giveaway to it being your smile.

Oh, what would you do to hear 'My Y/N'

My beloved.

Love of my life, the light of my heart, wife to my children and-

"Earth to Y/N." Your deskmate aka Elora called you out. Effectively breaking your train of thought.

You grumble 'way to break someone's fantasy' while glaring back at her. Why is the world so hell-bent on breaking your fantasy of perfect heaven?

"What is it?"

At your reply, the girl smiles, "Can you let me borrow your assignment?; I will return it by tomorrow itself, I swear"

You nod, letting the girl take it away without batting an eye. "Return it by tomorrow itself,"

The girl nods, hurrying out of the class after her work is done. Straightforward much.

You sigh.

Your life has been boring, plain boring. No friends, No social life. So non-existent that sometimes your afraid that getting used to being lonely is scary.

But At least, you enjoy being lonely. So it won't be a problem, right?

You had been the topper of the class all your life, maintaining that rank throughout high school and now in university too, your the same nerd. But without the glasses. A girl who didn't like mingling with people too much. You hate small talk and more so hate unnecessary attention. But as an ambivert, sometimes your extrovert nature would come off as a shock to others but that was like once in a lifetime event. Or as your non-existent friends called it- a miracle in itself.

But it had been years since you last saw that side of yours, maybe it's dead now? Who knows?

In their world, all types of creatures lived. Werewolves, vampires and even hybrids were no exception to the rule of soulmates. The law that governs the world and keeps it in sync, is one that was the very base of pure unadulterated love. Knowing that there is someone out there, made just for you.

One that will be your lover for all eternity, being by your side for all lives.

One that will not turn out like them.

Your parents.

They were soulmates too, but they were just not the right pair. Your father hated your mother, calling her damnation. Something that was forced upon him, as he quoted 'love shouldn't be forced, even if it's from God himself.' He just never loved her mother.

You still recall the very night your family shattered. The day your mother cried when your father slapped her while you could do nothing but witness it like a nightmare.

As a result, you got trust issues and believing others became a task in itself.

That same night your mother had broken down and confessed to your then 14-year-old self. How she wished her soulmate was different but no, he was a cruel bastard who saw her as anything but a burden.

Shaking your head, you walk back to your dorm. No point in digging old wounds.

On Saturdays, they had half days which meant freedom and some much-needed rest. And the thought of your warm bed, had the women almost running.

As soon as you reached your room, you heard a distinct moan.

"Oh Daddy, spank me."

The words had your skin pale, eyes scrunching into disgust as your mind thought of the various things your stupid roommate is doing in there.

Fuck. Fuck, you had warned your roommate to not bring her hookups inside their room but no the women dared to do just that. She must have forgotten that today is your half-day which meant you would be back soon. No wonder you had been smelling so much room freshener, your roommate going as far as cleaning the room and changing bedsheets. Too good to be true but then, Y/N would be too tired to give a fuck.

But fuck. You should have given just that.

Banging on the door, you furiously awaited your pathetic excuse of a roommate to get out.

"Yuna, you better open up. I am gonna fucking file a complaint against you," you scream, not caring for the looks you got. Gone was your introverted self. You were raging inside, furious at how you were fooled to believe a lie from a pretty mouth.

Their dorms had like one fucking room with two beds on either side. And you cant help but pray that they didn't fuck on your precious sheets. If not, you would chop off his balls and shove them up his ass. To hell with the rules of murder, you would go to jail happily.

Your constant banging finally bore fruit as the door unlocked with a slam. Almost having you trip, as your fist lands on a very naked chest. Quickly backing away, you rub your hands on your dress. As if the touch burned you.

"The audacity. You should be happy, you even got to touch me without me killing you." The very naked man chuckles, his voice anything but humourous but you didn't care.

Pushing past him, you enter your room. Eyeing your bed with a look, you sigh in relief, at least you won't go to jail today.

"I can explain," A timid Yuna speaks, making you look at her with a murderous glint.

"Save it, you very well know that the deal doesn't include bringing your hook-ups here. Tell me, since when were you sneaking these vampires inside our room?" Your voice coming out colder than she expected.

The seven males in their room were anything but normal. By the looks of it, you can guess they are vampires. Their pale skin is a dead giveaway and how could you forget this group who rules the whole campus? Charming poor girls, breaking hearts and then tossing them away was anything but pleasurable in your eyes. Instead, you despised the sight of them, and so you ignore their stares. Refusing to look, and more so refusing to even talk.

"Hey, just because you aren't getting some. Doesn't mean you reprimand others for enjoying sex, nerdy." A voice growls, followed by multiple sounds of approval to the same.

You, once again ignore the very naked seven men in their room. Your eyes refused to indulge the bloodsucking vampires. You had nothing against the vampire but these seven were your worst enemies. You hated their ways, everything about them was like poison on your skin. They were the typical bad boys every good girl would fall for, at least that's what you have heard in the stories. Sadly, real life had the same version of it too.

And from childhood, if you have learnt one thing then that is to stay away from any people who give all the red signals and the bangtan boys were the definition of that.

The rumours surrounding them were anything but good. They were spoilt, rich brats who had it easy in life while people like you had to struggle all the way to reach the prestigious university which students like you can't even afford without scholarships to back them up. And it stings when they never do age. Like, why are you even hogging the university seat if you aren't interested in jobs? For people like them, it would be a fun time-pass but for people like you. It's their ticket to sit for an interview.

Even though you don't care, it isn't like rumours will stop and once in a while, even you indulge cause well, it's stupid to see all girls hoping to change their hearts and ending up nowhere.

As much as you know, their group was very tight-knit. Such that students doubt that they are in a relationship. Who cares anyways.

Namjoon. The leader was very much giving you a death glare. That much you were sure of, you could almost feel his gaze drilling a hole inside your head. That guy was intelligent, you have to admit but his character was not that great. He was mostly known as God of destruction and the guy seemed true to his title. Though you would rather call him a devil of destruction. He changed his hook-ups like he changed his clothes, breaking hearts like it was some sort of sporting event. Never wearing or seeing them again.

Seokjin. The one who revels in the title of being the most beautiful man in the whole bangtan. But he was more of a snake who only liked compliments. He was the man who could have any woman with his beauty and to say he was prideful would be an understatement. His ego was as big as the Statue of Liberty—

And yup he had that look that said, you did a mistake by halting their crazy polygamous sex.

From around the corner, you could see yoongi making himself comfortable on the couch. That guy was as cold as the night, while hoseok was frowning. Not that you would care, his fun was ruined but your whole plan to rest was fucking destroyed too.

Jungkook and taehyung were very much the same as their leader. Glaring at you. And Jimin, the man who threatened to kill you for touching him was very much a dick. As always.

"Yuna, how many days?" You say softly, once again, ignoring the boys.

Your roommate mumbled, something. "Five"

"What? Are you kidding me girl, Five days? Seriously." You scoff, hoping that it wasn't true. That your roommate wasn't lying to you for this long, even if it wasn't that long but still a lie was a lie.

And you hate liars more than anything.

"I am sorry, I won't do it again." Yuna frowns, looking up at you with a look that very much says 'your overreacting.'

You scoff. "Look, I don't give a flying fuck about your sex life but at least you should have the decency of standing up to your promise. It was you only who brought up this deal and you broke it. You and your hook-ups can leave now, find yourself another roommate who can tolerate you and your cheating ass. And I hope your soulmate to not have any hope in you waiting for them for they would be greatly disappointed to see you like this."

You can't believe Yuna, the woman who seemed so sweet would do something like this. Fucking someone who isn't your soulmate is very much a crime, if not a sin in your eyes.

Yuna, was a dhampir. Her parents were mate's. It was a rare case, cause Vampire-human bond was unheard of, but nonetheless there were few who fell right into it. It was sheer luck cause Vampires age of finding their soulmate is around 800 years and human's is merely 21 years. And Dhampirs like Yuna are ready for a soulmate when they turn 200 years old and as much as you know, Yuna is still very young for a soulmate, which let's you know that they are just not meant to be.

In a flash, your body leaves the ground. Slamming against the wall with brute force. It had you gasping, eyes growing wide at jungkook who was very much interested to end your life.

Once and for all.

His eyes were red, a rage burning inside them. "Who the fuck are you to govern her life? She is ours to claim. Her soulmate and yours can Go. To. Hell."

You could feel his strength by the way he squeezed your throat with the intent to kill. One snap and your a goner for all he cares. He was the predator, and you the prey. You could feel your heart beating fast, mind stuttering to grasp the change of scenarios. But you would be damned than let them have the pleasure of seeing you in pain. Your eyes stung, not at the threat but at his hands that were touching you. The way he manhandled you, had you remind of your father. It made you feel humiliated, and if you had learnt anything from your mother's mistakes then it was self-respect. 'Never let any man hurt you as your father hurt me' your mother's words rang inside your head like a mantra. And your body jolted, anger seeping into you like molten lava. You tried to speak, hands clawing at his grip brutally.

"Jungkook no," Taehyung and Jimin quickly came to push the man back. Effectively loosening his grip on your neck. Staggering down, You gasped. Your Hands fled across your throat as you coughed violently. Your heart trembled, almost pushing you into a full-blown panic attack. No no. Not now.

Not here.

Deep breaths. In and out.

Your fine. No, you are not. These people cheating on their soulmates is not okay. How could they be so cruel? They aren't giving a chance to the fate designed for them. Their soulmate, your heart goes out for them. It was as if you were watching your mother, coming down with all the hope and love in the world. Only to get crushed by her soulmate.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok came down to help you up but you scowled at him, taking the message, he immediately takes a step back.

"Don't, take care of your stupid kid." You spat, voice dripping in acid.

Jungkook growled, "You bitch, It's our choice whether we want to love our soulmate or not. Love isn't forced, even if it's from God himself."

His words stung, and in him, you saw the spitting image of your father.

At your distraught look, Jungkook smirked. "Cat got your tongue, I bet your soulmate would himself get rid of you-

Slap

A deafening sound fills the room into pin-drop silence. A few gasps were sounded, as Yuna rushed in to check him.

Your eyes glared at him, as you tried hard to blink back the tears. "Not everyone is a monster like you. Certainly not my soulmate or Yuna's. But who am I talking to, a vampire whose heart doesn't even beat? How can you define love? What do you even know about love? Your a selfish person, the same God your loathing for your fate is the same God you pray to when someone close to you is on the brink of death. I just feel sorry for your soulmate, and don't worry. If I ever got a soulmate like you, then I would rather choose death than have a monster as my fate."

Your voice cracked, as you bit your lips to stifle your cries.

Turning back, You rush out of that room. Not wishing to face any of these monsters and let them have the joy of seeing your tears.

Never.

In a matter of seconds, their good time got turned into a very heated argument between Jungkook and that girl who was albeit furious.

Hoseok watched you run out of the room, ignoring his calls. He doesn't know why his heart squeezed at your trembling figure. The way you spoke about your soulmate, defending him while reprimanding them was borderline annoying but somewhere he could see the way you look at them. The look that very well calls them sinners, someone who has done a grave crime. He almost felt bad for you. "Jungkook, you have to apologise to her. You can't raise your hand on women, is this what we have taught you?" If there was one thing bangtan dreaded more than Namjoon, then that was his anger. Hoseok hardly got angry but when he did, all hell would break loose. For some reason, he couldn't ignore that look of pure betrayal in your eyes. The way your hands trembled as you called out your lying friend and then Jungkook just had to go and threaten you.

Which had him pissed.

Pissed at Yuna for lying that her roommate had no issues with them coming over.

"Oh Hyung, let her go. Who cares, we can complete what we left behind." Jimin shrugs, walking over to Yuna who bites her lip in anticipation.

"Hyung, she doesn't have any right to question our choice. Just because she believes in soulmates, doesn't mean we all do too." Jungkook scoffs, refusing to apologise.

Hoseok was so done with his attitude, even though he knew they didn't believe in soulmates but that didn't mean they should kill anyone who don't. "Shut up jungkook, don't forget Yuna lied to her friend and even us. If anyone is to be blamed, then it's her."

Namjoon sighs, "Guys, let's go back. I don't want you all to fight here."

"But Master-" Yuna starts, hoping to get them all in the mood to start what they didn't finish but Taehyung raises his finger. Stopping her from speaking any further.

Jin's eyes narrow at the woman "Babygirl, aren't you being a brat now? Just go and take a cold shower."

"You all can go, I and Jimin will stay."

Hoseok clicks his tongue, eyes swirling in anger. "Are you defying your Hyung?"

Yoongi sighs, looking around nonchalantly. His advanced sense smelling the slight change in the environment outside. The smell of petrichor lays heavy in the air, followed by the clouds grumbling.

"I am going home, you guys should leave before the rain comes."

It was going to rain.

The clouds covered the entirety of the sun. The park being eerily silent. You just got back after filing a complaint against your roommate and Jungkook. Your teacher has assured you of the necessary actions, for which your glad. Though she was slightly taken aback when you wished to be present when they were punished. St. Xavier's was a prestigious university and in no way will they stop you from getting justice. Or in simple words, payback. You want everyone to apologise to you, especially that brat Jungkook. It wasn't your fault for being sensitive. You weren’t someone who would give up on waiting for your soulmate. He was your hope in the dark, the one who would say 'I am not like your father, I love you with all my heart.' your heart litterally worshipped him without even meeting him, such was the extent of this love. YOU were borderline obsessed with him.

A harsh wind blew against your skin, and the trees rustled; creating a perfect ballad of nature. You smile, looking around to find nobody. Stretching your arms, you let your back rest against the tree. The ground was cold, as the rain fell. Nearly blinding the view of your dorm right across the road. It felt good, the silence was peaceful. The world and the people were too much for you anyways..

"Rain, Rain. Oh clouds, Rain Rain." You chuckle. It almost felt liberating, to watch the sky rumbling as if agreeing to your little wish. The downpour only increased in intensity, earning the women to squeal in delight. As a child rain was your favourite season. You were born in the dark of night, though your mother was terrified for her newborn baby who might be scared of the lightning outside. But turns out, the then baby Y/N felt joy at the sight of rain. It was the sign, that your birthday is nearing. Quickly running out of the careful shade of the tree, the woman let her sandals slip out of her feet.

"I could almost hear my mother shouting, Y/N don't you dare go into the rain." You laughed, head falling back at the thought of your mother standing with a broom in her hand. It wasn't an odd sight for her to chase you around with a broom. It only made your childish self enjoy the chase, for you knew she could never catch you. Oh, how you wished to be a kid and not go through a world which seems nothing like the world you once believed in. Strange, how as a kid you dreamt of being an adult and enjoying life but now that your standing here. All you wish is to go back and enjoy that carefree life.

A twinge of sadness grips you, squeezing your form which looks up to the sky with an almost melancholic gaze. "I hope my birthday will bring my soulmate closer to me." You smile, feeling the bitter tears mix alongside the rain. Twenty years, were a long wait for you. Maybe in some corner of your mind, your waiting for someone who cares for you. It's a strange wish but then hoping wasn't a sin. If it was, then you weren’t all alone in it, right?

Morning arrived like an icy serenade, a coolness to bring out the warmth within. And then there was you who had been ignoring your roommate like a plague, coming home late and leaving early in the morning. It was like, you hardly stayed at the dorm because seeing Yuna made you feel bitter.

Sunday was your day to stay in bed but then you would have to face her.

No thanks, you had rather stay in the library than go back to the room.

In a matter of weeks, you would get to shift to the right wing of your dorm. By enquiring, you got to know that one student has suddenly left the dorm mid-term due to family issues and as the room has one more bed, you were given a choice to shift there. And you were fast enough to grab the opportunity. Even surprising the dean with that reaction. Anything to get away from that stupid roommate. Literally. You were too early, the library being dead silent. Not one student at sight, sighing softly. Y/N went to the literature section to grab a book on the way. You didn't even check what book you got, cause well anything is fine as long as you don’t have to sit idle.

"Hey, Y/N" A soft voice called out to you, turning around you see your senior.

"Good morning, Ankit." You wave, which came off too excited than you could have shown.

Ankit chuckles, waving right back. "Looks like someone is very happy to see me."

'Of course' you giggle to yourself.

Ankit was a pure gentleman in your eyes. you met him in the library, where he helped you in balancing the mountain of books which you almost dropped if not for him. He was a sweet guy who was famous in class, just because he always spoke respectfully to everyone. He even talks sweetly, and you think that's his charm for women to have a crush on him.

"No, I just thought I won't get to see anyone and then I got to see you." You smile, looking around "I see, today your on the duty of a librarian."

You wriggle your eyebrows, earning a laugh from the man.

"Yes, and I see you are interested to know about vampires. May I ask why?" Ankit drawls, eyes snooping down to yourhand.

You look at the book, grimacing "I grabbed whatever I could, didn't know my luck was so bad."

"Why so sour?" Ankit asked, pulling back the chair for you to sit. Smiling at his gesture, the woman plops down.

"Some Vampires don't have a heart then why God even appoints them a soulmate?" you rant, not caring for anything. Your fingers tapped lightly against your neck, the skin was sensitive to touch but had you flinch ever so slightly.

Across you, Ankit listens to every word, eyes growing wide when his gaze falls on your neck. The purple handprint on it was anything but normal, "Oh dear, what happened to your neck?"

Y/N hums, oh what would you do if it was him in his place? your soulmate. You bet that Ankit's soulmate would be so lucky to have him.

"A vampire did that to me." You speak softly, voice lowering by a few octaves.

Ankit immediately went close to you, "You should go to a doctor, that needs to be healed as soon as possible."

You shake your head. "No, not until he is punished."

Ankit grimaces, ready to talk to you about this but you give him a stubborn look. Letting him know, you won't do it. You had been like this, since childhood. Stubborn. And if there's anything that you hate then it's men, anyone who makes you see bits and pieces of your father is a monster in your eyes. All your childhood, you had mostly ignored males just as you have pretended to love your father. They all were the same, in front they acted sweet but inside they were bitter. You recall, how once a boy in your school pushed you away just because you were in a hurry to submit your assignment to the teacher. You had threatened to let his name be known to the teacher but no, the boy had an attitude problem. You remembers how your eyes stung, a rage bubbling inside your heart. Your classmates were watching but no one came up to help you at all. That day you felt so alone, among the crowd of hundreds. There you knew, you had to become your own saviour instead of crying out for help. With great difficulty, you had explained the humiliation to the teacher.

It was as if you were violated. As a girl whose body was going through changes, you were angry that a boy couldn't even respect your personal space. He touched your boobs while pushing you, which didn't sit well with you. At all.

And at last, you were satisfied when the boy was left to kneel on the ground.

Tears were the representation of the hurt caused by others. Unlike others, you didn't see it as a weakness. No, but you refused anyone to see you cry, that vulnerable state being just for you and no one. You cried every time someone hurt you, every time someone made you feel bad. Every night, you cried to sleep. Not knowing, whether to hate your father or not. He loved you dearly, cause you were his blood but when it came to your mother. All you saw was a monster, one that didn't give a fuck.

And that was it. There you promised yerself that you will earn so much money that your mother lives her life in luxury. Which will start from divorce first.

And that's how you started working hard to come all the way here. Away from your small Village. Away from the people you grew up with. In search of that one joy that could make your mother proud of you.

Her daughter's success.

"What is new in fiction?" You cough, hoping to distract him.

"Oh, we have the new book of the Bodyguard series, you can check it."

Wow.

You nod, excited to read the steamy romance of the Princess and her bodyguard. Only you knows how long had you been waiting for the book since its release last month. The forbidden love that had you crave more. You were a huge fan of steamy romance and your favourite genre was Romance. Especially the one where the royals are included.

"Oh great, let me check them." You stand up, going back to keep the Vampire book in the literature section.

But you were stunned to see the familiar face of a guy you very much despise. Ignoring his presence, you keep the book back in its rightful place.

"I am sorry on behalf of jungkook," Namjoon speaks plainly.

You scoff, "Well that sorry would be effective if it comes from him. Not you"

Namjoon clicks his tongue, eyes narrowing at you. "Because of your complaint, he is grounded. I don't think he can come,"

"Oh, what punishment did he get?"

Namjoon looks taken aback at your excited tone, but still ignores it, "His parents came to know about what he did to you, and let's just say he got punished for it."

You hum, not commenting on it. It wasn't your place to do but atleast your heart is placated with the thought of punishing the guy who dared to say bad things about your soulmate.

"When will his parents come?"

Namjoon scowls, knowing well that it was you who filed a complaint against Jungkook. But the women not once seemed guilty, it was as if you were happy at the news. Something that irked Namjoon greatly.

"If you could have waited until today, then Jungkook would have apologised but what you did was extreme."

You chuckle dryly, "His apology? Will it heal my skin or will it remove the memory where he tried to kill me? Words are nothing but empty. I would rather accept actions which I took by the way,"

To say Namjoon was stunned would be an understatement. You really have no idea what trouble you have brought yourself into. Out of the seven vampires, if there was someone as stubborn as you. Then it was jungkook, and not to mention how he was seconds away from rushing out of his room to kill you. If not for his father throwing him off, he would have been here already.

Why were you so hell-bent on getting yourself in trouble?

He couldn't comprehend your attitude, this matter could have been taken care of. Heck, they would even let you have their blood to heal your wound fast but judging by your unbiased hatred for them.

Namjoon doubts, you would accept their help.

He hated how he couldn't read your expression, something that his vampire self took pride in. He just knew what women wanted- sex, orgasm, name it and he was up to fulfilling the wildest fantasies of their minds. Some women even had a kink for blood-sucking and even though he wasn't, particularly in that. He would still indulge in them, but as a vampire, they had blood banks so sucking it directly from the source wasn't that appealing but he did it once in a while. Though he left his old ways a long time ago, he and his mate's didn't fuck another women after Yuna came into their lives.

Though the rumours about them never ceased, even now, he gets many women's request for one-night stands. Sometimes it's even annoying when they can't take no as an answer.

This guy was so annoying.

You didn't have any choice but to stay in the library, and this Namjoon was hell-bent on making you take back the complaint you have filed. One thing you refused to oblige. You liked how desperate Namjoon was, opposite of that cold and cruel guy you met back in your room. But then, he is a fuckboy. Someone you shouldn't mingle with, much less talk to.

Namjoon muttered, "Your attitude is getting to me? Can't you talk without ignoring my eyes, do I repel you that much?"

You roll your eyes at him, "I don't have to see you to talk to you or have you forgotten that we speak through our mouth? Not eyes."

Namjoon chuckles, dark eyes raking over you. "Princess, aren't you one spoilt brat."

Your face morphs in disgust, "None of your business, I ain't studying with your dad's money."

Namjoon glares at you, his eyes intimidating you but you quickly avert your attention back to the book in hand.

He sighs, "Jungkook's Father is the owner of this university and let's just say, your gonna be in trouble if you don't pull your complaint back." For fuck's sake, can't he leave you to your own devices? Even if he was some President's son, you wouldn't have spared him. What makes him think that you would be scared of him? If anything, you were enjoying how his father is punishing him. At least someone has brains, unlike that Jungkook who most probably thinks from his dick.

"Well, Namjoon. For your kind information, I don't give a fuck. Jungkook could be anyone but he won't get away with insulting my Soulmate. Let this be his lesson to not mess with me" You huff, annoyed as you make a beeline to go out of here.

Namjoon frowns, watching you leave. In all his vampire life, he hasn't met anyone with such intense love. He has lived, longer than any vampire but never once has he found a one-sided love like her. What guarantee is there that your soulmate will even reciprocate your love? But then, it doesn't look like you will stop. He hasn't met one like you. Not until that two couple whose story is worldwide famous. He met them with luck but goodness their bond was so bright that he had to hold himself from getting envious.

He was from the immortal race of vampires, the purebred that walked upon this earth thousands of years ago. He and Seokjin were seemingly called as the Vampire Kings, both in terms of race and in beauty. Though Jin is older than him, but nonetheless they are a pair. A force to reckon with.

Following weeks seemed hectic for you who had no time to even spare. Juggling between study and your work assignments, you absolutely forgot about jungkook and your little wish to be present when he is called in front of the principal. Until your teacher reminded you of Jungkook's reputation and that your complaint had already been a blow. Rumours are spreading fast, but you don't care.

You have to be present in Principal's office by evening.

But for now, you are gonna enjoy the cooking course you have joined for learning a thing or two.

All your life, you have been dependant on your mother. And in university, they don't have to make food which can become a problem in future. So here you are, watching over as the teacher explains them about the ingredients for curry rice.

Your favourite.

"Let it be for twenty minutes, and your curry would be ready to be served."

She nods, standing right across her while looking over the steam coming off the pan.

After her class is over, the woman hurries back to the Principal's office. Not wishing to be late. As soon as she turns the doorknob, a wave of cold air hits her face; entering slowly she looks around to find Jungkook and the Principal alongside Jin.

The three were watching her like a hawk, almost making her trip over the attention.

Pulling through, she tugs her head down in respect. "Good evening, Sir."

The man smiles warmly. And it almost felt like jungkook was smiling, the resemblance being the same but the character. Not so much.

One thing that she loves about Vampire kind is their youthful skin. But then they were immortals, they cannot die and for that She pities them. A basic right was stripped from their life. Their creation in itself a damnation.

Legends say that the Vampire race were the creation of Lucifer. He had made them for the sole purpose of creating havoc on the realms but then, the Lord of the heavens intervened. Which led the Vampires to get reduced to ashes. But there were few lucky ones who escaped and carried their legacy on earth.

"Jungkook, apologise to her," And that smiling man disappeared, face morphing into that of anger and plain disappointment.

Jungkook glares at that woman who dared to file a complaint against him. He couldn't believe this fragile being is gonna make him apologise. He couldn't tolerate this insult, never. "I am not apologizing."

As soon as he spoke it, you glare at him with a sharp look. Lips curling into a mocking smile "Oh Man up, My guy. Seeing you, I pity your brain. Has it become rusty after not being used as much as your nether regions."

And that was it. Before he could snap at you, Jin pushed him down. His hand almost crushed his shoulder with a force, one that had him whimper. His face turned bright red, the thought of the women hearing it was shameful. As soon as his eyes raked over your form, Jungkook saw just that.

That girl was smiling, as if satisfied by Jin who put him in his place.

This nerdy was getting on his nerves now.

"I am sorry," He mumbles, hoping to be done with this shit.

His father is looking at him, but he won't repeat his words. If she can't accept it, then she can go to hell.

Jin shakes his head, "Little louder, Jungkook."

Jin sighs, the maknae was stubborn. Before he can reprimand him, Y/N starts laughing. One that had him whip his head so fast that he was sure his neck groaned in protest, "Leave it, a egoistic person would rather be stubborn than accept his mistake. Your the live example of how maturity isn't defined by age, one can find a kid even in a Vampire. Very well, I shall take my leave sir. I have important matters to see other than a spoilt kid's temper tantrums."

And with that, Y/N storms out.

Jungheo nods, albeit begrudgingly as she leaves. "Jungkook, you don't have a soulmate. Doesn't mean others don't, I think you all should leave Yuna before her soulmate arrives." Jungheo slams his hand on the table, furious at his son.

Jin's jaws tighten at that, "Twenty years ago, It was Yuna who made us feel love. You very well know, Vampires especially us purebred have no mate. We have already accepted our fate, but I believe it's Yuna who is our mate. Her presence calms us, I believe her being a dhampir isn't what's swaying your decision. Even jungkook felt that soul love, it was what saved your son from going into depression and killing himself in the process."

Jungheo scoffs, "Oh pls, if she was your true mate then I wouldn't have had to hear about your hook-ups. Just admit it, your unable to find your soulmate and that dhampir is just a distraction. But the real question is, until when?"

At this, Jungkook growls in anger. "We are sure, Yuna is our mate. Her blood is the sweetest and for your kind information, we are already planning our marriage."

Jin clicks his tongue. Their race was cursed from the start, even though they were blessed with mates but finding their mate was like finding a lost needle in the Marianna trench. Impossible. They had lived their life awaiting for their mate, but that time had never come. He has watched his lovers aching for their missing piece, hoping until nothing was left.

In his whole Vampire life, he has never tasted anything as sweet as her blood. It was almost addicting, a drug. His mind would become hazy by just one drop of her blood. So much that the blood from the blood bank wasn't even close to hers. Yuna, his beautiful mate. The one who was made just for them.

Jungheo scoffs, "That doesn't mean you go around scaring students. Today Y/N came, tomorrow someone else. I want you all to refrain from meeting Yuna for a week and If I saw you anywhere near her dorm then I won't hesitate to destroy that dhampir."

At his words, their blood ran cold. If Jin had a heart, he was sure it would have stopped beating completely.

Jungkook growls, "Don't you dare!"

"Oh I would. This is your punishment for not apologizing properly."

"No Dad, I am not marrying him. Why can't you understand?" She spoke desperately, hoping that her father changes his decision.

But no.

The man was as stubborn as he can be.

She had just showered, hoping to jump in between her warm covers. Hoping to sleep before her roommate arrives but no. Her Dad had to ruin it all.

"Daughter, your gonna be Twenty-one years old. Its time for you to get married." Her Dad's stern voice rumbles through the phone.

Clasping her hand on her mouth, the girl desperately hopes to not cry out and scream at him. He was selfish, he didn't want her to meet her soulmate. He wants her to have freedom in choosing her love, but what's the point when she can't have her soulmate in her fate. "I won't marry him."

He knows well that all her life she has never mingled with boys, always staying true to her soulmate.

What was her biggest salvation, seemed a jail for her father who wants her to be free and have a choice.

"Your my daughter. Do as I say, is this what you give me for funding your education and bringing you into the world child." Her father shouts through, his words stemming guilt and pain.

Guilt for not being enough and pain from not getting what she has literally came into the world for. Her soulmate.

As a child, she has heard the tales around soulmates. How they carry the bond from birth after birth, it was what her child heart treasured. From then on, her imagination revolved around her soulmate. For him, she learnt all the skills that were necessary for a women.

Her village was backward in terms of education, the people were stubborn to let go of their traditional values and embrace the future. Which led to them having to leave the village in pursue of studies, though her friends were not so lucky for their parents never supported them. While she was fortunate to have her mother as a strong support system. And now that her marriage talk is coming up, she desperately clings to the shattered hope.

Praying to the Gods above,

'Pls bring my soulmate.'

"Y/N it's your turn." She snaps out of her thoughts when her classmate nudges her.

They had a music lesson today, more like a test where they had to sing a piece. Her eyes were gloomy, she didn't even feel like getting up today but then this test would end up getting a minus point in her grade. And her father didn't need another reason for her to come back.

At his thoughts, her tears stung as she rapidly blinked her eyes. Not wishing to break down in front of so many people.

"Come, Y/N" Her sir's call pulls her out of her gloomy thoughts. Nodding profusely, she goes on the stage.

Yoongi watches Y/N, her eyes taking in the surrounding with a neutral look. But in it, he could sense a hint of grief. Her face looks dull, even as she pulls over a soft smile. She looked mysterious, her beauty haunting him like a nightmare.

If he looks past her loose clothes, he could see she had a great figure. Her face resembled a full moon while her eyes reminds one of a deer. Big and beautiful, her skin was soft. The cold weather seemed to contrast her beauty. Almost as if he was in presence of a snowflake.

He awaits with bated breath, the entire room falling silent for her to start.

Y/N looks up, as she took a deep breath. Closing her eyes, she retracts inside her safe haven, away from the outer world. Away from the hurt.

Confining into the darkness, she carefully touches the familiar edges of love. Softly, she starts to string the verse. Carefully threading it through the broken pieces of her heart, voicing it out into a rhythmic trance.

I am mad with love

And no one understands my plight.

Only the wounded

Understand the agonies of the wounded,

When the fire rages in the heart. Only the jeweller knows the value of the jewel, Not the one who lets it go. In pain I wander from door to door,

But could not find a doctor: Harken, my Master,

My pain will subside When love himself comes as the doctor.

Pin drop silence.

It was as if someone sucked away his breath, was she some angel. Her voice was so sweet, almost as if she might disappear right now. It stirred something deep inside his cold heart, which wasn't even present at the first place. Yoongi was breathless, and so were the students who slowly started clapping. Some boys even going as far as whistling.

"Wow, Y/N. You can truly represent our university in the upcoming music contest," Their Music sir pats her back, even as he goes on to shower praises on her vocal skills.

"Thank you sir," Y/N smiles, looking around as in that moment. Her eyes fell on him.

And Yoongi froze at her attention. Her eyes left him as fast as it could, as if his sight burned her. Which stings him, he has never found anyone who has shown an attitude to him. He, Yoongi who is called as the most cold guy in the whole university just got a cold shoulder from her. But he wasn't angry, no quite the opposite. He was intrigued, curious to see how she might unveil.

He watches her like a hawk, getting down from the stage as the women hurries out.

But with his advance vampire speed, he reaches right in front of her.

Which results in her colliding straight to his chest, causing her to flinch as she stumbles back. Quickly catching her arm, he steadies her. Looking up at him, Y/N gives him a look.

From close, she is such an angel. He can trace every part of her. She didn't wear makeup unlike others of their class, and her hair was pushed back into a simple braid. But he could still catch a few curls escaping through, something that only added to her innocence.

There was certain rawness to her emotions. He could see she was waiting for him to speak, her face giving away no emotion of some sort. Just waiting, patiently for something to happen. "Can you tell me which piece you used now?"

"It was self-made," She replies, not indulging him into any type of conversation. Just straight to the point.

Yoongi nods, surprise taking over his features. He can't believe she made such a beautiful piece, it even contrasted to their theme for love. Though her lines were more of a pained love then showcasing joy but he guesses, it was how she viewed it. An artist represent their pieces through songs, writing, poetry and even painting.

Even his lover, taehyung was an art enthusiast. He loved painting, loved to draw them and bring out his emotions through his paintbrush.

"If you don't mind, can I know who was your inspiration behind making this song?" Yoongi wants to know, no. He hopes she let's him know. Was it a lover? Was it her boyfriend but she is mostly talking about her soulmate.

She doesn't seem like she might have a boyfriend. Atleast that's what he has heard from Namjoon who was annoyed the amount of times she brought her soulmate in the conversation.

Heck, even Jin said the same thing. She wasn't particularly angry at jungkook hurting her. Her anger was directed at his talk of spewing insults at her soulmate.

"My soulmate," Y/N replies looking him into the eye, and he swore he saw a deep longing in them. Pushing past him, she takes her leave.

And Yoongi is left to stand and watch her fade into the hall. She was so blunt, as if she has been speaking about it since long. Humans hardly waited for their soulmate, heck by now they would even lose their virginity and have boyfriends until they reached the ripe age of twenty one.

But she is different. So different from the humans he knew.

And Yoongi couldn't help but become jealous. Envious of her soulmate who will get her as his, he wouldn't even know what hit him.

Perhaps, his fate has reached a point where other's fate seems more appealing than his own.

Particularly some girl named Y/N's fate.

Its almost Midnight as Y/N finishes her study. Stretching her hand, she almost groans. Her limbs protesting against it. Her back hurt while her eyes were burning from lack of sleep.

College was boring. And on top of that, her letter of transferring to the other dorm hasn't been confirmed yet.

Touching her forehead, she could feel it slightly warm.

Maybe she even has a fever. Ugh, so annoying.

"Hey, you bitch. Why didn't you donate blood for me?" A furious Yuna storms in.

The headache, the homework and the audacity of this bitch. Too much.

Looking back, she narrows her eyes at Yuna. "My blood, my choice. And stop calling me with your name now."

It wasn't like her dad was gonna send her money, and she had one more year to go. But luckily she was also clever for donating her blood, where she made enough money to get through graduation and sit for placements. Their college was run by a Vampire which meant, there were vampire students too. And to dissuade vampires from sucking blood from the humans, the Principal had specially made a Blood bank where humans could donate. Not only that, If someone liked their blood which they did. They can even charge more money, and she knows that a Vampire addicted to her blood is like a plus point.

You can have them dance to your whim, and they will. Just so they could have a taste of your blood.

Y/N is majoring in Computer science, her core subjects were a bitch but then it also gave her a promising future. Maybe after this, she can do her MBA and earn more for her mother.

Yuna scoffs, "Why? I am even paying you tenfolds. Do you want more?"

She shakes her head, "Nope, I just left it. You know, we have a choice to pull back if we want to and I did just that. Not a big deal, go find someone else"

Ignoring her rants, Y/N stands up. But it wasn't long when her roommate slams her body on the wall. Pinning her down with a brute force, as pain shoots through her arm. Her head spinning with the impact. It was agonizing. Her ears were ringing, as she attempts to push the girl away but nothing seems to work.

"Now, where were we? Yes, your blood." Yuna smirks, sniffing her throat as her eyes grew wide.

"Don't you dare, I will make sure you pay for this." Y/N grits her teeth, her hands burning with the force this bitch has on her.

Her skin felt numb, and then there was it. A pain of a thousand needles pricking her.

Ignoring her warning look, Yuna bites down at her neck harshly. Almost breaking her skin down to her bones.

Y/N's screams reverberated into the still night, as she cried out for help. Her breathing was erratic as her heart plummeted against her chest. Pain shoots through her arm, spreading through her body like a forest caught on a wildfire. Black dots arose in her vision, which she blinked back. Fighting through it.

Yuna drank her blood, taking huge gulps. Nowhere near stopping but before she could drain the life out of her, a force pulled her back.

Almost throwing her against the wall. A cracking sound of bones breaking through the room.

Taehyung glared at Yuna, "Do you have a death wish,"

Looking back at Y/N's barely holding conscious form, Taehyung rushes to help her. But one whiff of the air and his eyes grew wide, the delicious smell of her blood was addicting. So potent that he felt his steps stagger, it was the most mouth-watering smell he has ever inhaled. So much that he had to cover his nose. His mind stutters, unable to comprehend the situation. How is this possible? Taking this as a chance, Yuna escapes as He shook his head, he could catch her some other day, now is not the time to think. He had more important matters at hand. And that being her. Y/N

After dinner, Taehyung thought of taking a small walk around the campus. He came to know about what actually took place in between Jungkook and his father. Jin told them about not meeting Yuna, even though he was pissed about it. He can't help it. That nerdy had to go and complain, it wasn't like jungkook wasn't going to apologise.

And on top of that he was craving Yuna's blood, it was the sweetest. Like honey, the blood that he has on daily basis can't even come close to hers.

A cry for help had his vampire senses thrown into action, he could smell it. Blood. And it came from Yuna's dorm. It was the smell that had his vampire arouse from its slumber. The urge to hunt was strong but the moment he picked up the potent sweetness. His eyes widened as realisation dawned at him.

His mate is hurt. And that was all it took for him to speed up. Hopefully the window of Yuna's room was ajar.

Quickly transforming into bat form, he flew across the window only to see Yuna having that nerdy on a tight grip. The women's face was pale, as Yuna drank her blood. Nowhere stopping. And that's how he had to pull her back using vampire strength.

The bloodlust, once awaken was very hard to control. A Vampire couldn't handle it, much less a dhampir like Yuna.

His heart ached. Ached for the women whose smell permitted the four walls of the room.

He couldn't believe it, it was all along her. Y/N, she is his mate. Not that Yuna. They got fooled by a bitch like her.

Rage. Burning hot rage burst through his veins, it was as if he could destroy the whole campus for making his mate suffer. Quickly going back to her, he takes her in his arms. Her blood was seeping through her shirt. Nowhere to stop.

"My love," Going near her throat, he licks her wound. Coating the two punctured skin with his saliva. He groaned, the taste was so addictive. It almost took all of his energy to not claim her as his.

So much for patience.

He chuckles, eyes filling with tears. Caressing her cheeks, he plants a chaste kiss on her forehead. "Five thousand years, My Love. And your finally here, in my arms."

Taehyung can't believe his fate was here. His destiny, his angel. The one made just for him is finally in his arms. He can't believe that bitch fooled them into believing she was their mate. She even went an extra mile to get his precious mate's blood in her system.

It didn't take long for him to join the pieces. Why Yuna only met them on particular days, and why she went to have blood as her food instead of human food? It wasn't like she can't taste human food, but how come she knew that Y/N was their soulmate.

No doubt, he is puzzled. She made them fucking believe that she is their destiny.

Effectively fooling them in the process.

How much deprived they were to be fooled like that?

Though taehyung had his doubts, as to how drinking her blood didn't give him as much pleasure as sniffing his true mate's blood. Yuna was a dhampir who they met in a club. She was average but instantly got their attention.

It was at that moment when they felt the soul bonding, the intense feeling that had him and his lovers close to tears.

It was the second time, they felt that soul-bonding.

The first being exactly twenty years ago. If only he knew that it was just his soulmate announcing her arrival in their world.

Twenty years ago, at Midnight. When the whole world was doused in inky darkness, just like his heart. She came in, raging like a thunderstorm. Demanding what was hers and they failed to recognise it. A fool, Indeed. It was the very first time, he felt a spark. An intense love which only meant one thing. His soulmate was reaching out to them, letting them know that losing hope was never an option.

She was young, his soulmate. Young and beautiful, just like her heart. His.

Only theirs.

She looks no more than twenty in human years, which meant that once their physical bonding takes place. Which he hopes will happen sooner so that they can share their immortality with her, it's how vampires who tend to live longer than any race survive.

If not for their soulmate, half of the race would have been wiped out by now. A human-vampire bonding was rare but not impossible.

Gently scooping her up, in his arms. Taehyung quickly leaves towards his mansion.

Wanting his lovers to know who was their true mate.

Reaching his room, taehyung gently places his angel on the King-sized bed. Grimacing at the blood that stained her shirt. He hated how she had to go through so much pain, nearly losing her life in the process.

"Hyung, everyone. Come into my room, I found our true soulmate." Taehyung screams into their shared mind link, as he awaits for them.

In few seconds, he hears the door slamming open. Yoongi entering inside followed by the other five.

"What do you mean by true soulmate?" Yoongi frowns, but stops in his track when he sees Y/N laying on the bed.

Unconscious.

Quickly rushing near, Yoongi panics. "What happened to her? Who did this? And wait a minute, why does her blood smell so..." He trails off, brows knitting in confusion.

Namjoon and Jin share a look, both equally surprised Nonetheless horrified.

Hoseok and Jimin came off as confused as them while the youngest maknae watched Y/N with a distinct look.

"I found Yuna sucking her dry. If I was one minute late, she would have-" Taehyung's voice cracks at the end, as he desperately holds himself from not breaking down.

The thought of loosing his mate without even meeting her was too much.

"How could this be possible?" Jin scowls, "-Yuna was our mate, not her. Are you sure the blood on her skin isn't Yuna's."

Jin couldn't believe it, the one who was his mate was Yuna. Heck even Jungkook couldn't digest it. Forget about Jimin and all. They all had the same sets of questions, none being ready to accept someone else in place of Yuna.

Taehyung pinches his nose, annoyed at his lovers to not get the message.

"Forgive me, My angel." Quickly nearing his mate's unconscious form. He nips at her fingertips, effectively drawing a drop of blood.

The reaction was instant. Jungkook lunged towards Y/N, followed by Jimin as Jin and Namjoon ran to pull them back. The addicting smell had their Vampire senses heightened, their eyes turning blood red with their fangs protuding.

Yoongi had to physically bite his lips, to the point of drawing blood. He was the nearest to her, and he would be damned if he hurt his precious mate.

Unlike others, he didn't need any proof to accept her as his soulmate. He hated Yuna's guts, she was an attention-seeking bitch who had little to no regard for his personal space. As a soulmate, which she wasn't. Yoongi didn't understand why she couldn't grasp his emotions or why she always pushed him into a situation he hated altogether.

Out of all of them, If there was one who maintained his distance from her than it was him.

But to say, that she had been fooling them all along had his hands itching to kill her. Do something, anything to harm her the way she harmed his mate

"How? I can't believe it." Jin mumbled as he reaches near his mate. She is their mate, Not Yuna. Her blood was ten times more addicting then Yuna.

There was no doubt but-

As Vampires, If there was blood that could make them lose their minds then it was the true mate's blood. Just as werewolves had their mates recognised through the most mouth-watering smell, their kind recognised mate through the blood smell. He couldn't believe their mate was in front of their eyes, why the smell was so potent on the other bed. And why Yuna acted as if she slept on her roommate's bed most of the time.

She knew, Y/N was their mate and yet the bitch played them.

"We can't smell her blood from afar, which means she isn't twenty-one yet?" Hoseok questions, unlike others. He was calm at the betrayal of Yuna.

He was just glad his mate was finally here, and he couldn't wait to shower her in love. To claim her and share his immortality with her. He frowns when he remembers how she hated them, the thought had him whimper slightly. He doesn't want their mate to hate them.

It wasn't his fault, yes they almost got fooled by Yuna but that doesn't mean he didn't deserve a chance to make it up to her.

Taehyung glares, "Yuna already knew she was our soulmate. She paid Y/N for her blood, which was why her blood was so sweet. Though not as potent as our soulmate's. That vile woman wretched us like no other, I hope she rots in hell." Slowly, he went out to explain the situation of what exactly happened.

Opposite him, Namjoon was nowhere calm. His mind was going through all questions, was the love that he felt through the soul bond, not Yuna's? Two Damn years, Fuck. And he called himself the most intelligent vampire. Yeah, A Vampire who can't even find his mate.

It was he who told everyone about Yuna and it was he who picked up the soul bond first.

But the situation was so bad, that the moment he felt the soul connection. It was Yuna whose eyes he saw first, and damn he feels like he failed his mate alongside his lovers.

What's the point of being a leader?

All along, he thought his soulmate was cheating but no. It was them. It was he who was cheating on her, unlike her whose love was enough to get them through.

No wonder, he felt envious of how Y/N always spoke about her soulmate.

As if her world revolved around that same word and now that he knows, she is his mate.

Namjoon can't help but feel his chest fluttering in love. His cold body feeling a warmth so foreign that he was afraid he would never be resurrected back. Neither he wished to be back.

Jimin watched with a batted eye as Jin and Namjoon hurried to get their mate into fresh clothes. He could see Jin totally acting like a mother, fussing around Y/N as he asked Taehyung to rush down and get some energy drink for her. Even Yoongi who was cold all along seemed to be smiling with a fond look.

This scene looked so domestic for someone like him who always wished for a family.

Though in it, he mostly saw Yuna but now that there was Y/N. He can't help but feel guilty. As if he has cheated on one soul he vowed to love.

But no, he was cruel to her. Heck, they all were.

They were this close to fucking that bitch, her roommate. At this, his eyes stung. She will leave them, who would want a mate who has cheated on them?

"Hyung, will she hate us?"

At his broken voice, Yoongi looks up. "That only time can say, Jimin."

He nods, her view getting blurred due to his tears. Quickly wiping it, he blinks. Not wishing to get her out of his sight.

The first thing he will do as soon as she wakes up is apologise. He can spend an eternity in trying to makeup for all the things he did wrong.

It was Jungkook who had the hardest time swallowing the bitter pill of truth. He can't. No, he couldn't take that it was her who was his mate all along. No, how could he? How could he hurt her? He almost killed her on the first day of their meeting. The only memory she has of him is that of fear. Fear of him killing her.

Turning around, Jungkook storms out.

Taehyung watches his lover get out, the other five sharing the same look as him. "I hope he is fine."

"He will be, don't worry. " Namjoon calms them, as their attention goes back to their mate.

"And here I was jealous of her mate." Yoongi chuckles, his thumb drawing circles on her head. "When I should be proud of my mate."

Jin nods, "So it was her. Twenty years ago, it was our mate who came into the world. Isn't she?"

"Yes, she did. That's why, we and Jungkook. All are living in peace, she brought our soul to us. Our soulmate." Hoseok sighs, eyes twinkling in love as they all watched her breathing in, she looked so much at peace that Namjoon wished to just hide her away from the world.

Only for their eyes to see and hold.

It was 3:00 am

Everyone was awake except Y/N. Taehyung was particularly glued to her side, so were the others. Even jungkook wasn't far, having returned after his nightly walk to blow off some steam.

Taehyung smiles fondly at her,

But it wasn't long to see her face scrunched up, morphing into that of distress "Is she having a nightmare?"

His question pulled everyone from their thoughts, as Jin rushed to check her. "Oh no, she is burning."

At Jin's words, all rushed to get something to put her fever down. It was Jungkook who brought a wet towel as he settles it on her forehead. Yoongi and Hoseok getting on either side, a wet towel in their hands to wipe her arms and hopefully bring down her temperature. In haste, Namjoon had brought a warm oil to massage her feet, rubbing it to keep her from feeling awful. He had read somewhere that it helps.

He hopes it does.

Jin brought medicine for Y/N. He even went an extra mile to dissolve the pill in a mango juice so that his precious mate doesn't have to tolerate the bitter taste.

Taehyung had his arms securely wrapped around his mate, squeezing her cheeks in a pout. He beckons jin to feed her medicine.

Jin, taking the hint. Pushes the spoon inside her mouth, as Y/N starts squirming.

Refusing to open her mouth.

"Baby, it's okay. Good girl," Taehyung pulls her up, not wishing the liquid to go into her wind pipe.

At his words, Y/N whimpers as if she is in pain. Their heart squeezed seeing her whimpering, oh how they wished the medicine quickly starts doing its work.

4:am

Her temperature was down but not fully. Jin has went an all out for closing all the windows, keeping the fans off and making the room as warm as possible. He brought all the blankets from his room, especially his favourite ones. Even though he can't sleep, but atleast the material is soft to touch. It gives him peace, and he hopes it does the same to her.

All along, taehyung had her securely tucked under his arms. Laying down beside her. One moment they were watching, and the next, Y/N's arms were wrapped around his waist, head resting on his shoulder. While she breathed right across his neck.

Taehyung, tilts his head. Happy that his soulmate is seeking him out. Gently placing a kiss on her forehead, he squeezes her hand. Hoping to never let go.

While the others could only watch in jealousy, to say they were envious would be an understatement.

Jimin huffs, "This isn't fair, you can't hog her to yourself."

Taehyung smirks, enjoying their faces of pure envy. The hyungs may not show their jealousy openly, but the maknaes could. "Well, it's her choice. Which is me for now."

Jimin groans in annoyance. Oh how he wishes to wipe that smirk off of his face.

Y/N squints her eyes, as she felt the sun hogging her face. Ugh, so annoying.

She turns over, hoping to snuggle against her teddy bear. But is shocked when she feels something much big than her pluffy bear. Followed by a very masculine chuckle, one that had her jolt up. Scrambling away in fright.

"Oh." Her mind doesn't even register as the world moves slowly. But this is what happens when you suddenly slip and fall back on the ground.

Her head hit the ground, as a pained whimper escaped her.

Ah, it hurts.

Y/N felt tears brim at the corner of her eyes. Why is her morning like this? She now remembers Yuna attacking her and a bangtan member saving her. Taehyung, was it? She doesn't know, but her neck is itching like crazy.

And all this frustration leads her tears to open up like some unwanted guests.

In a second, Jimin is near her. "I am so sorry, did I scare you sweetheart?" He pulls her up, but even that earns a pained groan from her.

Her hip hurts, and her head feels like someone smashed a coconut on it.

"What happened?" She hears someone entering the room, "-Jimin, Did you scare my baby?"

"hyung, I didn't."

Someone pulls her towards them, as Y/N squirms to get out of it.

"Don't touch me," Regaining her footing, Y/N pushes herself out of stranger's arms. Making some distance, she looks up to see Jin. Her gaze whipping at Jimin and then to the room.

This wasn't her room.

"Calm down, you were attacked last night. Taehyung saved you and brought you here." Jin scrambled to explain the situation to her.

And finally she calmed down a little, atleast she isn't kidnapped.

She almost thought it was their way to punish her for complaining against their youngest member.

"We changed your cloth-" Before Jimin could finish, Y/N screamed.

"Who gave you the permission? How dare you? Why did you cross the line?" She accuses, not believing they changed her.

Fuck.

It was shameful, even embarassing. But nothing came close to her anger. How dare they? They could have let any women change her but no. The earth should split open so that she can hide inside it and never return. Oh fuck, pls someone just swallow her. They just did not do what she thinks they did.

"You had blood all over, If we got a female who would be a vampire only. What guarantee was there that she wouldn't suck you dry. " Jin argues, even as she looks away.

Not taking any of it.

"It's ironic coming from you who can't even control your kid. Wasn't he the one who tried to kill me? Why should I even believe you all? You could have killed me and no one would even bat an eye." She drawls sharply, watching as Jin's expression hardens.

A pained look crossing over.

Even Jimin beside her looks worried.

What happened to this people? Why are they suddenly so expressive. Grimacing, the women pushes past them. Wishing to go back but before she could, Jimin stops her. "We are your mate,"

Y/N's mind stutters, as she looks back to see Jimin pleading her.

Almost desperate.

"What's the month now?" She questions him, almost coldly.

Jimin winced at her tone, but nonetheless replied. "June, why?"

Y/N smiles, albeit mockingly. "oh I thought, It was April's fool. Sayonara peeps."

And just like that, she leaves. Jimin and Jin stood there, unable to stop her. She doesn't even believe that she is their mate. Were they so bad? Minutes later, a happy Yoongi and Hoseok enters the room with breakfast. But are rather taken back with their mate being missing from the bed. Even Namjoon had to hold back taehyung from going to find her wherein Jungkook had timidly asked Jin and him about what happened.

"She thought we were pranking her when I said she was our mate." Jimin finishes quickly, not wishing to break down mid sentence. Even though his lips trembled, eyes gloomy at the thought of her blatant rejection.

At his words, all Vampires take a sharp intake of breath.

Jin chuckles, eyes holding a pain similar to Jimin. "She thought that we would kill her, she didn't believe us at all."

At this, Jungkook flinched. Knowing well, what she meant.

Hoseok jumps in quickly, "No worries, I bet her birthday would be around the corner. She would know herself that we are her mate guys."

Yoongi nods, hoping for the best, "Yup, it's just around the corner."

To say your week was weirdly ridiculous was an understatement.

First, you went to complain against Yuna and found out she is nowhere to be found. As if the girl, literally disappeared in thin air. Next, the bangtan boys were annoying the heck out of you. You just didn't know how to not go along the day without snapping at them.

Everyone of them was annoying you to the core.

So much that you wished to strangle yourself.

And yeah, Y/N wasn't over how they could change her clothes. In her hurry to get out, she didn't even ask which idiot decided it was good to change her top. And on top of that, she wasn't even wearing a bra which wasn't her fault. She doesn't wear bra while going to sleep.

This idiots saw her most precious part. Ugh, she hates them so much.

She almost cried at the thought. It was her soulmate's right. What for is she saving herself? No wonder these vampires were heartless and pathetic. They just didn't know anything. Atleast some of them were.

She just wishes to murder them, and then bury them so that no one knows her embarassing moment.

"Can you stop following me," she glares at Namjoon who is walking beside her.

Why the hell is he stalking her like a creep.

Namjoon looks around, slowly looking back at her as he points at himself. "Are you talking to me?"

She rolls her eyes, nodding.

He smiles brightly, "I wish to apologise for my friends behaviour. They didn't mean to scare you, if you only give us a chance to-"

"No thanks," with that, she enters her class.

Namjoon frowns at her. Looking no less than a kicked puppy who just got rejected in the most harshest way possible. What will he say to Jin who is hoping to apologise with his world class cooking. He just hopes, Jin doesn't kill him for not carrying his message.

With a sigh, he enters behind. Even though, Python programming wasn't his subject but then who could stop him. He will lay low so that no one knows it's him.

Entering inside, he looks around. Eyes falling at his mate who sits in the front bench. oh well, she was a nerd. Just like him.

Quickly going beside her, Namjoon takes a seat. "Hi"

Y/N ignores him, not batting an eye as she flips through the pages of her book.

Throughout class, Y/N ignored him while he just enjoyed the way she got annoyed and tried to complain to the teacher but sadly. The teacher didn't say anything. Why would she? It was their university, more like it was his mate's but the people usually avoid them. Letting them do whatever they want as long as they are in limits. It isn't like Namjoon is bullying her, he is just staring at her. His mate. His soulmate. His fiesty Queen. As soon as the class ends, Y/N hurries out. Almost as if she was on fire.

"When exactly is your birthday?" He calls out, hoping she replies.

"Why, want a punch from my soulmate?" She scoffs, looking back at him with a mocking smirk.

"I can't actually punch myself but let's see," Namjoon chuckles, enjoying as her frown deepens.

"Oh pls, You got Yuna. Go there and stop flirting with me. Nothing will work with me, try me." She flips her hair, going out as Namjoon only seemed to fall harder at her charms.

She was sweet. Spicy and sour and bitter. His mate was a whole package.

Yoongi even told them how she sang a song solely made for her soulmates. It was as if he couldn't take it, the amount of love his soulmate had for him was hauntingly mesmerizing. And today he and his mate's would love to join yoongi and hear their mate sing. Hopefully.

Jungkook feels sad. Sad that their mate thinks they are pranking her. But then, he deserved it. He can't believe that Yuna could do this to them? He was trying to find that bitch but no. It was as if she never existed. Which was bullshit. Unlike his hyungs who were waiting near the stage, all giddy for Y/N's performance. He seems to be scared more than happy, almost guilty. It wasn't like she would be happy seeing him. Last time, he was very rude to her. He even refused to apologise properly, and now all he feels is regret.

Sensing his inner turmoil, Jin pats his back. "Once regret has done its job, my love, move on and put those lessons to good use."

"Yeah, we have an eternity to apologise to her." Jimin smiles, hoping to lift his spirits but nothing actually works.

Jungkook watches as Y/N comes up. A small smile stretching across his face, she looked ethereal in that white dress.

Coming up, she looks around. Taking in a deep breath, Jungkook watches her move. Every little tap of her finger, the flutter of her eyes as she closes them. Slowly starting off with a tune, her right hand moving gracefully as if tracing every nook and crany of the music.

The word fate is at the tip of the pen;

Fleeting time has merged the yearning tree into bones;

Withered and fallen in a place,

Book of our fate has no words as the fragrant ink reads of deep feelings and the tears mark the letter with separation.

Rain comes in a blink; this yearning of her is endless.

Sadly, 'Parting with one's love is pain'

Tapping gently, Y/N looks right to watch a boy with a sweet smile. He mouthes her with 'Your doing great' and the full blown smile that the seven Vampires saw her give him had them itch in jealousy.

As soon as her performance ends, Y/N skips to the guy.

"Hey, You here?" She smiles, actually embarassed that he had to see her singing. But then he was her favourite man, so much that she even secretly hopes he might be her soulmate.

He is so perfect. And no wonder he resembles her imaginary soulmate so much.

The faceless guy who wears a tuxedo and asks for her hand. One where they dance until their feet becomes sour from all that activity. She would love a guy who isn't like her father, someone who is totally opposite of him. Patience, Kind, Respectful. In her eyes, no amount of money or gifts can make her happy. Cause Money, even her father has but what makes one feel loved is the tiny things. The small actions, even though minuscule could make one's heart flutter at the consideration. Its a dead give away of how much the other pays attention to one's partner.

And let's just say, the closest she had someone like that is Ankit.

"Hi," Their moment is interrupted by Taehyung who gives a sharp look to Ankit.

She tilts her head, looking over to see his other members. Standing right around the corner. Frowning, she looks at him. "As far as I know, you aren't in this class. None of you except yoongi, right?"

Taehyung smirks, "Yes, care to join us for some coffee?"

She shakes her head, ready to refuse him.

"We helped you when you caught fever at the dead of the night. The least you could do is join us for a while, don't you think?" He raises an eyebrow, looking at her accusingly.

Wait a minute.

She and fever. And they were caring. Impossible.

Though her catching fever is possible. She ain't superhuman for goodness sake. But when it came to them, she can't help but be suspicious.

Are they planning on taking revenge? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows. But then they wouldn't call her for a coffee. She bets no one can even touch her in such a place, right beside a crowd and in broad daylight.

"Are you sure, you didn't hit your head somewhere?" She grimaces, not wishing to join them.

By now, Ankit had left to submit the entries to the teacher. Sadly, leaving her to deal with him alone.

At this, he narrows his eyes at her. Stepping closer, he brushes her curls, gently pulling it behind her ear. "In your case, I am hundred percent sure princess."

His actions had her stumble back, but damn his vampire speed to pull right back into her personal space like he owns it. The fuck.

Splaying her hand across his chest, she pushes him back. Albeit, she tried but no. The guy didn't even budge so she took a step back to maintain a distance. The action, only causing the man's grin to widen. "First, stop hogging my personal space. Second, stop forcing me. A no is a no, I am busy today."

Looking at Ankit, she sees him talking to her Music sir. "Ankit, let's go."

Ankit whips his head, smiling widely at her as he rushes to her. "Yea, I suggested your name for the upcoming competition. I hope, you win this. The prize includes a hefty sum of money."

Her eyes twinkles, "Oh wow, I hope to win this then."

Across them, Taehyung watches the interaction with a frown. He hates Ankit already, how dare he steal his mate? And how dare you to even talk to him after rejecting his offer? Ugh, he wants to cry and throw a tantrum. But sadly, that will only work on his mate's. Not his soulmate.

Before he could turn around and go away. She calls him back, "Hey, I think I can join you all."

"Really?" He looks at her excitedly, only earning a frown but he doesn't care.

"My lecture got cancelled so.." she shrugs nonchalantly, making sure he knows that she isn't doing it for them. Its just her using the offer for the spare time she has in her hands now.

And so here they were, at lover's delight cafe. A haven for couples like them, but Taehyung is left annoyed at the way his soulmate is looking around with a disgusted face. Even going as far as shuddering at the thought of them bringing her here out of all the places they could have brought her.

For a second, he thought his soulmate was anti-romantic. Other people can't get enough from praising it and she can't get enough from hating it.

"Erm," hoseok clears his throat, hoping to diffuse the situation. "Y/N what coffee would you like to have?"

"I don't drink coffee, tea would suffice." She hums, looking around as her feet taps on the floor.

They could almost sense her nervousness.

"Oh, so tea? We could have some donuts to go with them." Jin intervenes, hoping she likes his choice.

"um, I would have tea with no sugar. And as for donuts, I will pass."

Taehyung frowns at her, not knowing why she is not having sugar in her tea. Does she not like sweet things? Did he do a mistake? Ugh, so stupid. She looked at them as if they were someone worth to keep distance from. His soulmate. His very half part doesn't want to be in his presence. The thought was painful, it made his immortal heart beat with nothing but grief.

"May I know why you don't like sugar?" Yoongi speaks, his face neutral and devoid of any emotion.

"I just don't like it," She shrugs, piping their interest but refusing to add anything but a chunk of meat.

Namjoon nods, ordering what she wants without any further questions. While the others opted for a cup of warm blood, not that they could have anything else. The whole time, a painful silence was around. In-between, Hoseok and Jimin tried to start a conversation but they were dejected when their soulmate gave one word answers. Jungkook was so silent that he might not even be here.

Occasionally, Y/N did smile at them. But that's that, in that smile they didn't see any warmth. It was as if she was smiling out of pretence.

And it didn't help, when they saw her smiling so beautifully at someone who isn't them.

Yoongi, finally done with the cold atmosphere speaks up. "Jimin didn't lie when he said your our soulmate."

At his words, the whole table crashed into a deadly silence. Not that it wasn't already.

"Vampire can sense their mate through their blood smell. When Yuna attacked you, Taehyung knew that you were our soulmate." He explains further, as Jimin looks at Y/N. Almost nervously.

The Vampires were awaiting for her response, hoping that she didn't think it was them pranking her. No. They could never prank on their soulmate.

"What is this nonsense?" Y/N stands up, glaring at each one of them. "If you all are thinking you could fool me then your wrong. And If you think I will cheat on my soulmate then your in for a shock, I won't. And for a second, if you were my soulmate. I would be highly disappointed, you all don't even know to respect a women. Some of you won't even bat an eye before killing her. So, please. My soulmate won't be like you all, he will be more like Ankit."

At her outburst, Jimin's eyes darken. His fangs protuding, not liking how his soulmate is thinking about some other man. "Kitten, don't test my patience."

"We are your soulmate and you can't change that, on your birthday. You sure as hell will get our bangtan mark, The black rose." Namjoon scowls at her, dark eyes raking over her form with a devilish glint.

"You are ours, only ours." Hoseok confirms.

"Only ours to fuck and ours to claim." Taehyung growls,

"Only ours to keep." Jin hums.

"For the rest of eternity," Yoongi smiles.

"In every birth, your ours." Jungkook ends, their collective response earning a shiver from Y/N who was gaping like a fish.

This can't be happening.

No way, are they her soulmate.

Is the God dead or what? Her prayers are answered like this? She can't believe she got cheaters as her soulmate. The countless days of yearning gave fruit but what was the result. A bitter fruit. One that can't even be enjoyed, heck even be felt. The truth of it all felt so bitter on her tongue that she wants to throw it out, not wishing to even have a taste. Out of all creatures, she had to get this devils only. This monsters who cheated on her, with whom? Her roommate. Wow, just wow.

She laughs, clapping her hands. Fucking fantastic is her fate.

Her destiny.

She is to suffer like her mother only? Then, why did she even came to earth? She should have died at birth itself.

"No, I don't-t accept this." She frowns, her face torn in disbelief over everything, "Never."

And she ran. Not caring. Away from them. Away from this hell fate.

'Run Y/N. Run. Don't look back,' her mind yelled orders on her entire body that was quickly thrown into action.

Rushing out, she clasped her bag tightly; dashing straight into the crowd of people who watched on as she was being followed by the Vampires who screamed at her to 'stop.'

But she gave a deaf ear.

Her feet thumped on the road furiously, moving forward, her breath coming in small spurts, hot and nervous. At her sides, she could hear the baying howls of the Vampires and the looks of the people who watched on but she didn't care to stop and explain herself to everyone.

She would rather be damned than be caught by them.

Their words were ringing in her head, over and over like some mantra. She knows, if they catch her. There is no way out for her.

Just like her mother, she will have to live in a loveless marriage. And that too with cheaters,

Atleast her father wasn't a cheater. Guess, her fate is only worse from here on. But she was also stubborn, picking up a fight against everyone who thought that she would accept this fate.

She maybe naive, but she ain't a fool.

Fingers curled into sweaty fists, she hopes to trap some warmth from her dress, almost wrinkling it as she swung forward; her whole being yelling for some rest and air to breathe in. It's either escape or hell for her.

In a moment of being off guard, her feet plunged, giving up, almost tumbling her over as she barely manages to not touch the ground. She was trying hard to zip through the crowd in a zig-zag way, hoping to stop them from using their vampire speed. Lest they catch her and she doesn't want a repeat of hell. She has watched it, as an audience while her Mum was the centre of it all.

And now universe was playing a cruel joke, swapping her place from an audience to the main sufferer. Just great.

Her lungs and heart were pumping, but the air didn't seem to be enough as she stood for a moment, panic trembling in her exhausted limbs.

"I have lost my way." She mumbled, her voice coming off shaky. Almost pushed to its limit.

Where was her dorm again? Ugh, fuck.

Looking around, she watched everywhere to see any signs of them and was shocked to see Namjoon just a couple of feet away.

Quickly taking the left street road, she ducked, hoping they don't catch her. Every now and then, she looks back in fear; eyes analyzing for any danger,

"Women. Get out of the way," a voice yelled at her from behind.

Looking back, she saw a truck; only an inch away from her. In fear, her feet strutted as if a stone and the very next second she felt a harsh pull on her right hand, pulling her away from the street.

The action caught her whole body off guard as she lost her balance, falling backwards. Before she could hit the ground and hurt her head; a firm grip on her waist ensured by a benign grasp of someone's hand obstructed her.

Looking up, she comes face to face with her saviour.

"Tell me, why would my bodyguard find my Granddaughter in such state. That too, in the middle of a road." Her Grandpa's stern voice earns a shiver from her.

"Grandpa, I was scared." She spoke, truthfully. Not that she could lie to her Maternal Grandfather. He would catch her in an instant and she doesn't want that.

As soon as Rahul, the bodyguard found her, she was taken back to her Grandfather's house. To say he was shocked seeing her in this state, would be an understatement. He was furious, asking. No demanding her to tell the name and he will handle them.

Unlike her father, he loved her dearly. He was the wealthiest, someone who is feared as a business tycoon. His name was spread far and wide, she remembers how he even tried to fund her whole education. Wishing to send her abroad for studies but her father was like a needle blowing up all the balloons of her hope like they were nothing.

All he wants is for her to marry a guy who has a fucking Government job.

Ridiculous.

"Oh my lioness, who are you scared of darling? Your Grandfather is still alive baby, tell me. What happened?" At his kind words, she teared up. Even as she called him out, muttering 'Nana' like some chanting she speaks to get away from the dark. If there was anyone who made her feel safe then it was her Grandfather, how she wished to just hide in his arms. The world is too cruel for her. "My Mates aren't what I wished-d for," she hiccups, trying hard to explain her dilemma but failing miserably.

Chris looks at his grandchild, albeit painfully. Pulling her in his arms, he shushes her, patting her back. "No sweetheart, my strong baby. Nana will protect you, don't cry. Your my strong baby, right?"

She nods, hugging him tightly.

"Your mates, do you have more than one darling?" He pulls away, wiping her tears fondly.

Even though deep within he was already planning to burn down the entire city. He bets her uncles and aunts would gladly join him to punish everyone who made their beloved darling cry like this. Her mate's have to pay for hurting her like this, his precious baby.

"I have seven Vampires," She grimaces, shuddering at the thought of their words.

His eyes widen at the number. No way, this must be a defect. "And what did they do?"

Y/N looks up at him, her lips trembling as she bites on her lower lip to not break down. "If I wasn't their mate, If I was just a women. I don't think, they would even care." She taps at her throat, the fading lines of the fingerprint; a proof of how much she hates her destiny to pair her up with monsters.

"Don't tell me, one of them did this?" He growls, his wolf clawing to get out and rip that bastard to shreds.

Yes, he was a wolf. His whole family was and so was his daughter who was hated by his soulmate just because she was a werewolf. That sick bastard.

"They did," She looks up at him, tears cascading down her face.

"No, don't cry." He wipes her tears, brushing her face worriedly.

"Your gonna stay here and heal. Both physically and mentally. Understood?"

She nods, as he pats her back. Calling for a maid to accompany her to the room.

As soon as she leaves, Chris calls his friend. Spewing orders of suing that damned University which couldn't even safeguard it's student. This bloodsucking bastards, he hopes to drag the leeches into the court. Demanding compensation for the damage done to his grandchild.

One week passed in a blur for Y/N who spends her time doing nothing. Literally.

Thanks to her Grandfather, she didn't even have to go back to her university to give exams. He had pulled some strings to have her give exams online, from the safe haven of her room. No disturbance whatsoever. And she was happy that he knew what she wanted and took immediate action.

Holidays have started which meant she had some months before next year commenced. In advance, she has asked her Grandfather to let her exchange college to distant learning, to which he agreed almost instantly.

Her papers were ready, submitted and stamped with her new University's mark.

At her request, Chris even agreed to not say anything to her mother. She doesn't want her to worry, though her father still calls her for that marriage but now she just ignores his calls. Instead talking to her mother, even though she hates lying to her. Y/N doesn't have any option.

It was midnight.

The night resembling her emotions. Empty and dark, and yet in them she found the stars and the moon.

This days, she is feeling too lonely. Almost couped up in a bubble, she even hates to leave her room. Her anxiety was the one that had her take a drastic step of changing her college. She didn't have guts to go back and face them, much less look at them.

The clock struck 12:00 and she felt a prick on the back of her hand. Looking down, she watches the trail of black rose blooming across her skin.

Taunting her. Tainting her skin in inky blackness and she was left in nothing but broken hopes.

"Happy birthday, My baby." Her mother's voice speaks, as the women laughs off her grief.

"Mummy, I will call you in the morning. I am so tired-," She fake yawns, hearing her Mum whispering a sweet 'Good night, My heart's piece' and she sure felt her eyes tear up at that.

"I love you, Ma" She smiles when all she wished was to say 'I wish you were here'.

And that's when, they cut the call.

Acting excited even though she wasn't.

So their words were true. She was really damned for all eternity. She isn't sad, no. Disappointed, yes. Life always has a way to hurt. Guess, this one too was a cruel play of destiny. She hates how she has a mate who is opposite of everything she wishes in mate. Soulmate is supposed to feel like a gift from the God, her liberation

Her salvation.

Then why is she finding nothing except pure hell. Does a vampire know anything about human emotions? Are they nothing but food in their eyes? Vampires don't even bat an eye at a human until it's for satisfying their hunger. She can't accept a soulmate who resembles her father, no. She might be hopelessly in love, but she isn't blind.

Not like her mother.

She won't suffer, she had rather cut ties with them then keep them near and suffer for all eternity.

She can't forgive them for cheating on her. What right they have to claim her? She isn't an object to be claimed? She would rather die then let anyone stomp on her self-respect. Without her wish, even God can't push her to them.

Heck, no one can.

Taking a deep breath, she looks at the moon. It was a calm night, unlike her thoughts that seemed anything but calm. Like a lightning, it struck her heart. Ruining the pillars of love, the seeds she watered came off. Leaving nothing but a barren land in its stead.

Closing her eyes, she let's her tears drown her into a pool of sorrow. It came as a much needed relief, a silent scream to everything that didn't go her way.

Her heart was breaking, her hopes getting shattered.

She shuddered at the thought of the seven Vampires. Their words of claims, scaring her body of flesh and bones.

It made her want to run far away and hide. Her body trembling, her mind screaming to go away from all the red signals. She has heard that Vampires drink the blood of their soulmate, which means more pain. No, she can't take this.

She didn't ask for a love this painful.

"Wonder, why only I am damned?" She smiles, her skin cold to touch. Bare to the harsh wind that gave no mercy to the lonesome heart.

"Maybe, I should just die. Maybe I should," She hiccups, looking up at the Moon. Her balcony was filled with her tiny sniffles, the best day of her life turned out to be a living nightmare.

"Y/N, you will become sick baby. Get back in here." Chris sighs, pulling her inside gently.

Her skin was cold to touch. laying her down, he covers her up in warm blankets. He couldn't see her suffering like this, his heart couldn't take it. His precious grandchild was suffering alone, he knows she doesn't have any friends. From childhood, she was closed off. Not mingling with friends, not talking at all unless necessary.

She was a closed bubble, not trusting anyone. How could she? The one who she trusted the most was the one who betrayed her.

In her eyes, her father was her hero. But his baby had to suffer and see her perfect world break apart. This only led to her not trusting anyone else, she never accepted anyone in her heart. She acted cold so that people didn't see her broken self, but only he knew how fragile his baby is.

"Happy Birthday, My princess." He sighs, kissing her forehead.

Y/N looked oblivious, her exhausted form lulled into a dreamless state.

She woke up late today. Not that she minds but she was taken aback when she heard how her bath has been prepared. Her Grandfather having asked the maids to make her feel like a literal princess. It made her feel special, atleast the warm bath calmed down her nerves. Decked up in new clothes, her hairs were delicately unveiled and brushed to perfection.

Coming down, she was greeted by her aunt Felia and Uncle Philip alongside Chris.

"And here comes my darling," Felia hums, quickly coming to pull her into a warm hug. " Happy birthday baby."

"Happy birthday, angel." Philip bows down, earning a snort from Chris who smiles fondly at her.

"Princess loves me the most, after all I wished her after her mother." Chris smirks, enjoying the way his uncle glared at him.

"Oh you two, stop fighting. Now back to question, we are throwing a grand party for you and don't worry. We have made sure your parents don't know about it." She winks, making her laugh at the way she spoke. As if it was a top secret mission.

Oh how her childhood self would love to play along.

"Okay,"

"I brought this especially for your birthday." Felia takes her hand, slipping a emerald bangle across her wrist.

She smiles, loving it already. "Thank you, aunt. It's so beautiful,"

Felia nods, patting her head.

As they all start discussing about her party, Y/N sneaks out in hope of getting some alone time. With this in mind, she takes off to the mango fields right across the forest. Walking around, as she took in the serene place with a dazzling smile. For a fraction of second, she wonders what her soulmates are doing? Are they with Yuna? The thought was painful, it squeezed her heart to accommodate the fresh wound. It wasn't like they would like her?

She has always been called weird. From childhood she hated milk, not because of taste but because of a memory that she hates. Her father used to force her everyday to drink two glass of milks, even if she would throw up. He didn't backed up, she recalls the times she fought, cried and threw a tantrum. But nothing worked, it was as if all her pent up frustration was now on the milk which she hated.

Till now, she doesn't drink milk. Even if she tries to, she throws up. Her body just can't accept it.

But milk products are her favourite, cause they aren't included with her bad memories. She has pcod, which keeps her from getting regular periods. Her condition causes her to not have sugar, even spicy food. Her favourite is out of the domain. Cause then, she would have pimples all over her face which aren't pleasant at all.

She doesn't drink, doesn't smoke. She isn't even allowed to go clubbing and her family is extremely religious which means she isn't even allowed to consume any form of meat.

Not that she is complaining, she just thinks why would anyone like her like this. But she can't help but take pride on herself, unlike the girls of her age, she doesn't run behind the pleasures of life. She was someone who would wait for as long as she can to lose her Virginity. To her, the union of one's soul is more important than the physical aspect. And she hates skinship, like so much that she gets irritated when someone tries to do just that.

She isn't comfortable with just anyone to let them come this close.

"Oh, see. What do we have here?" A voice had her whip her head for the owner who stood across the tree.

From the looks of it, he seems a Vampire. The pale skin was hard to ignore.

"This is private property, get out." She speaks calmly, not giving away how scared she actually is. This Vampires are not at all trustable, last time Yuna literally sucked her dry and she doesn't want a repeat of that.

The Vampire sniffed the air, as a sigh escapes him. "What a divine smell. Do you taste as good as you look?" He clicks his tongue, licking his lips that had her look at him in disgust.

"You have a blood bank for that," She argues, looking around to find some escape route.

She hopes her grandfather comes around, the patrolling guards won't be too far away either. She just have to scream and that will do the work. Y/N smiles, knowing the whole area like the back of her hand. She has come this way so many times as a kid, that she knows where is the hiding spot and where are the guards. For now, the nearest guard should be around somewhere.

He snorts, "I had rather have it from source then"

She grimaces, what is he saying? Rolling her eyes, she hums at him. "Don't take a step and you will be fine."

The Vampire smirks, "I intend to drink your blood so that is not possible, My lady."

In a flash, he was near her. As her heart beat literally jumps back in surprise. Quickly pulling back, she screams as loud as she could. The vampire quickly covers her mouth, seizing her hand in a iron grip. Squirming, she tries hard to get away from him.

"Ugh, what the-" And just like that, the Vampire stumbles back with a agonizing scream.

She pulls away, gasping for breath. Horrified to see the guy writhing in pain, as his skin seemed to be glowing in deep orange. In just a matter of seconds, the Vampire gets reduced into ashes. Scared, the women stares in disbelief. Rubbing her eyes, over and over again to get the sight out. Maybe she was hallucinating? How the fuck did that happen?

"Y/N are you okay," She hears Rahul rushing towards her.

Shaking her head, the women tried to speak "He-e that,"

Her brain shutters, unable to comprehend the turn of events. Her breath came out heavy, as her lungs gave out. It was as if she couldn't breath. "Hey hey, calm down. Look at me, deep breaths Y/N. Its okay."

She tries. She really does but no the scene replays like a haunting song at the back of her mind.

And the last thing she remembers before losing her consciousness is Rahul's concerned look.

Yoongi was going mad.

It has been two weeks. Two whole weeks without his soulmate. Two weeks without seeing her or hearing her voice. His soul was hurting, it was as if he was on fire with nothing to qualm the burn of his heart. They were relentlessly trying to find her out but it was as if she wasn't even there in the first place.

Without her, the Vampires have been cranky and everyone was fighting. Trying to pin the blame on someone but alas, they couldn't push all the blame on one and be free of the guilt.

Currently Jungkook's Father is stuck in a legal battle with the head of the Adani's group. A case has been filed against the university, accusing them of not keeping the vampires in check. On top of that, the Chairman has asked for a sum of 100 million dollar as compensation for the damages done to the students.

The case was backed up by humans which garnered a hell lot of attention from the media. Vampires and Human's were hell-bent on calling each other out.

On top of that, Jungkook had stormed in with a pissed Jin. Calling each one of them for an urgent meeting.

The Living room was too silent for the seven of them, everyone keeping to themselves. Speaking less, and even staying away from their mansion. He has an inkling that the maknaes are doing their own search, not that he and Namjoon aren't doing the same.

But for now, his attention is drawn to Jungkook who by the looks of it, seems no less than a raging Bull.

Hoseok, starts first. "What is it?"

"Y/N changed her college, and on top of that. All her records are missing, including her personal address and phone number." Jungkook speaks, explaining out his dilemma.

Taehyung froze, not believing his soulmate would want to be away from them. Did they scare her that much?

Was she disappointed? Did she hate them? Oh how much he regrets for suggesting others for a coffee date. He was so excited to court her the traditional way but seems like, he was too ahead of himself. He shouldn't have been jealous of that guy she speaks to. And they shouldn't have scared her the way they did back then.

If not for him, she wouldn't have run away.

Only he knows, how scary it was. Watching her running away from them. And when they lost sight of her, it was as if all hell broke loose.

"What do you mean, all her records are missing." Namjoon fumes, as his jaws tighten in a burning hot rage.

Jin sighs, "Our University has a policy that once the student transfers, all their date and record will be deleted from the system. That means, tracing her will be next to impossible."

At this, Jimin stands up. "I don't believe it, ask her friends. Someone would have her number."

Yoongi shakes his head, "She doesn't actually, I have never once saw her talking to any of her classmates. Except Ankit."

At the mention of his name, all were tense. They hate Ankit, that much they know but if talking to him means getting back to her than they will do it.

"So you mean, this bracelet protects me." Y/N tilts her head, taking in the scrambling explanation of her aunt who came off to be scared of his Grandpa.

After she fainted, Chris went berserk. He only calmed down when Felia explained that the Vampire who tried to harm her died already. She has given her a special bracelet. As a witch, she knows how to use her powers for saving others. After knowing how some stupid vampires hurt her, she was already working on it.

The bracelet has a special connection to Y/N's thoughts. When it senses her to be in a danger, the bracelet takes immediate action which it did back then.

"You can't give her that, it's illegal. The community will be at our throats for this." Philip, her uncle was very much against the idea of having her wear this bracelet.

Felia fights back, "Atleast it protected her when all of us could not."

And that seemed to shut all of them.

It was evening by the time she was done watching a movie. Felia and Philip had left for work alongside Grandpa. She was bored, two months of holiday and she is already hoping to be back to work. It lets her mind keep itself busy, away from the thoughts of her mate's. But alas, her luck was never on her side.

Going towards kitchen, she looks around. Not seeing anyone, she comes to the conclusion that the maids have left.

Which means, she is free to make whatever without any of them insisting to make it for her.

It's not that she doesn't like them helping her, but the lessons she learned in her cooking classes have to be used somewhere. Her condition doesn't let her have anything too sweet, which was why her morning starts with a cup of warm water and some chia seeds.

Everyday she works out for atleast an hour, eating healthy and avoiding spicy food. Though someday, she does eat spicy food, cause well. She can't help the craving.

Deciding to cook, she takes out a pack of ramen. By the time it's done, she will have something to watch.

Keeping the flame low enough, she leaves for the living room. Going through some channels, to see what she could watch while eating.

Deciding on a horror movie, she hums.

Time flew by, as the night descends on the land. Her Grandpa had called her to let her know the venue of her birthday party. She was in no mood to celebrate, but still she tried to dress up a little. Choosing a white gown, she went ahead to do a little makeup here and there. Finishing it with a light nude lipstick.

Going down, she meets Rahul who escorts her right into the car and off they go.

Twenty minutes into the party, and she already has her eyes set on the food and the cake. Sadly, she had to stand beside her Grandpa and listen to the strangers talk. Sometimes, even nodding to let them know she is all ears. The venue was beautiful, it gave her royal palace vibes. And she is already in love with the decorations. Everything seemed perfect.

Her aunt had told her to invite her friends, but as she didn't have any. She refused.

Though, she did call Ankit. Even giving him an invitation. Which he accepted wholeheartedly.

He doesn't know that she changed university, though he did worry about her absence in the library. She waved it off by saying she was just enjoying holidays back at her home. And he did accept it, not prying for more.

"Are you bored?" Chris nudges her, as she shakes her head.

"No, just thinking."

"About what?"

She looks over the food section, "As to when will I get to eat all that."

Chris laughs, as she pouts. It's not funny.

"why don't you go and start, I hope no one will mind. After all it's your birthday." He pats her back, encouraging her to go and dig in.

Giving him one last look, she walks over to the food section. The waiters looking at her, and for a second she felt exposed. Not used to have any kind of attention. Gingerly she tucks the strand of her hair, twirling it whilst biting her lip.

"Y/N, do you need anything?" A man in his thirties, somewhat greets her.

She looks at him awkwardly, now who is this guy?

"Oh, my bad. I didn't introduce myself." He offers his hand, as she takes it in a greeting. "I am Thomas. Thomas Swan."

With that, he places a chaste kiss at the back of her hand.

"It's pleasure to meet you, Mr. Thomas." She speaks, as he nods at her.

Five minutes and she is still listening to Thomas explaining his business. The food is beside her and her stomach is growling. Which she hopes, he doesn't pick up. That would be more embarassing for her.

"I will be back in a minute," She pulls out an excuse, smiling to let him fall into her trap. Which he did.

"Okay, sure. I will wait"

And off she goes, huffing. Why does he has to wait near her food? Now how will she sneak around. Deciding to not think much, she moves towards the balcony. Fishing out her phone, she frowns. A message from Ankit.

Message- Sorry, something came up. But don't worry, your friends will be there in my stead. Happy birthday<

And now she is confused, which friends is he talking about?

Messaging back, she hopes he replies.

And he does.

Message- Taehyung and the others, aren't they your friends?

The fuck.

Don't tell her, he told them where she is? Oh fuck, oh God no.

Deciding to test the waters, she messages him about what does he mean by 'your friends will be there in my stead' she quotes it exactly how he did.

Message- I told them the place where your birthday party is there. Actually, they were worried about you? Why were you ignoring them because of a petty fight? It's okay if you don't tell.

Oh, this dumbfuck is gonna get her in trouble.

How she wishes to smack his head, again and again.

She has to leave. Now.

And there she rushes right out, giving a quick explanation to her Grandpa that she ain't feeling well.

"Should I come with you? Wait, let me call a doctor. You just go into one of the rooms above and rest. It's okay." Chris checks her forehead, but frowns when he doesn't detect or pick up any kind of sickness.

His wolf was sniffing, but nothing came.

While she was sweating, knowing her lying will always be caught.

"No, I want to go home Grandpa. I am tired."

Chris narrows his eyes, "What is happening? Tell me, and don't leave anything out."

She groans, throwing her hands up in defeat. "My mates are coming here, I don't wanna meet them. That's what is happening. Now can I go?"

Chris sighs, watching as she looks around like a deer caught in headlights. Her little outburst had garnered attention of few people.

"How much will you run? You have to face them someday."

By now, Felia and Philip also come along. Sensing the distress in the air that was hard to ignore.

Before she could speak, a commotion had her whip her head towards the direction of the entrance.

From the sea of people, she could make out a man she dreads to meet. Jungkook.

"Oh fuck," With that she rushes in the opposite direction, away from them. They are here. They are fucking here. Great, just great way of celebrating her birthday.

Climbing the stairs, in haste. She tumbles, slamming one of the room's door. Entering it, she goes to close it as quick as possible.

But a hand stops it, looking through the gap. She sees Jungkook, who is glaring at her.

Eyes red, and fangs protuding.

"Don't. You. Dare. Run. Away." He punches each word, forcing the door to open.

In front of his strength, she was hardly a match.

Stumbling back, she makes a beeline to go out into the balcony. But Jungkook was fast to catch her, yet again. Seizing her arm, he wraps his hands around her waist. Successfully trapping her.

"Let me go, right now." She fights back, trying to push him away.

Jungkook glares down at her, eyes taking in her form. "Never."

Only he knows, how much he had been beating himself up for the past two weeks. It was hell. Literal hell for him. She has no idea how much he had been desperate to find her. As soon as they got to know where she is, he was fast enough to leave. Rushing right here, only to smell his soulmate. It was pure ecstasy that had his vampire genes raging, wanting him. No demanding he claims her.

And the moment she ran, his instincts kicked off. No way, was he letting her escape now.

His eyes moves along her body, frowning when he doesn't find the soulmate's mark. "Where is your soulmate mark?"

"I don't have one." She bites back, making his frown deepen.

"Darling, you do have. Did you use makeup to coverup your mark?" He hums, looking down at her.

She looks away, refusing to meet his eye. "I am no darling of yours, you stupid brat. Just shut up and leave me the fuck alone, you dumbfuck."

At her insult, his grip tightens. "You are, and no one can change that."

Y/N glares at him, "I had rather die than have you as my fate. Listen closely, I have nothing to do with your cheating ass and who in the right mind accepts a guy who tried to kill her. Certainly not me."

Her words were a stab to his heart.

Before he could apologise for everything that went wrong, a furious hoseok enters into the room.

"Jungkook, give her space. Will you?" He snaps, at him. Not at all enjoying the way his soulmate is struggling.

And Jungkook does, leaving her in an instant.

Behind him, Jin and the others come up. Instantly met with her smell, which only confirms that she is their soulmate.

Before coming here, Namjoon had to literally face her Grandpa who threatened them. If they made her cry, than they could say goodbye to their soulmate. The thought of not meeting her was enough for hoseok to rush up and pull the maknae back.

They didn't want to give Y/N more reasons to hate them.

Jin is the first one to approach her, "Please, give us a chance to explain."

"I don't want to,"

It was yoongi, who had a hard time with her attitude. "Don't be childish."

Y/N laughs, "Childish, says the one who was cheating on me. You all can't even respect my choice, and that explains everything."

Taehyung frowns, "We want to apologise, We really didn't know that-"

She cuts him off, "Didn't know that your soulmate will found out, or didn't know that that you even have one."

Her words cut in deep, leaving nothing but hurt in its wake.

It was Jimin, who took the initiative and went down on his knees. Shocking everyone. "Please, forgive us. It was Yuna who fooled us, she used your blood as a way to get to us. We were stupid to believe her, heck she even tried to kill you when she came to know you are no longer giving her blood. That night, Taehyung found you and eventually we got to know about you."

Namjoon hissed, "We already caught that bitch,"

It was Jungkook and Hoseok who caught her, but nonetheless it was them who actually killed her. Giving her one of the most painful death but that was a story of another time. For now, his attention was on his mate who was looking at them with an accusing look. Not giving away any more emotion, while she seemingly takes in their explanation.

Y/N looks away, angry stare steering close to the wall "That doesn't give you a ticket to cheat. Before Yuna, how many women's you all fucked, huh?"

Yoongi snaps, "Do you even know Vampires aren't that lucky with mates, how the fuck are we supposed to know that we would meet ours?"

She can't take it.

She wants to scream, shout at them. They are justifying their cheating, telling what. That they thought they had little to no chance meeting her. She knows vampire live the longest, but that doesn't mean they act like a petty fuckboy. And from her anger and disappointment, stemmed guilt. Guilt that why she even saved herself for them. She should have enjoyed sex, fuck as many boys as possible. And she hates, she didn't. All her life she was nothing but a stupid wallflower. Awaiting for something who isn't even waiting for her was a painful pill to swallow.

Love isn't forced, even if it's from God himself.

Her father's word rang in her head, as her inner demons laughed at her. What did she think? Her soulmate would wait for her. Vampires live for a thousand years, so of course waiting was pathetic. She was ridiculous. A human and Vampire's ways are so different and yet destiny brought them together.

They can't understand the burning pain of longing, why would they? They had countless women to warm their bed. She was getting attention only because she was paired up with them.

Jungkook wasn't killing her, only because she was his soulmate.

Otherwise, why would he respect a women like her? She wasn't someone who can draw attention to her.

She is a liability. Nothing more.

"I was really a fucking fool to wait," And with that she rushes inside the bathroom, slamming the door closed.

It was Namjoon who rushed behind her, slamming his hand on the door. "Y/N, open the door."

Yoongi stood there, as her words rang inside his head. Haunting him. Did she regret waiting for them? Of course she did. Unlike them, she waited. Even though they had hope somewhere to meet their soulmate one day, they never did act upon that feeling. He could see from where she is coming.

It was jin, who pulled Namjoon back. "Give her some space, will you?"

Seconds after, they could hear the shower running.

Hoseok looks at the door, "Is she bathing right now?"

"Maybe she doesn't want to hear us," Taehyung's eyes were gloomy, his heart aching for his soulmate.

And so they waited, outside the door. Listening to the shower running non-stop. Namjoon had went down and explained Chris about the situation. And in return, he was told to have patience and wait. His soulmate tends to close up when she is overwhelmed.

Felia and Philip had, once again threatened to burn down the whole Vampire community if they saw them hurting even a strand of her hair. To which, Namjoon had swore he had rather die than hurt her.

Here, Yoongi was leaning against the bathroom door. Hoping to pick up anything but other than the water running, he couldn't hear anything. How much long does she intend to shower?

He was growing suspicious now.

Y/N sighs, her steps staggering. She was so hungry. But atleast she escaped the vampires who were very much hogging the bathroom door. If only they knew that the bathroom was connected to the other bedroom.

What a fool Indeed.

She was lucky, she chose that room.

She was totally drenched from head to toe. Not her problem, in haste of escaping, she switched on the shower head. She hates how her gown is sticking to her like a second skin, only making her more conscious.

Peering over, she sighs. Atleast the party was over.

Her Grandpa must have booked the whole palace for a night, which meant she can sleep in any room.

But for now, food it is.

Carefully looking around, she goes near the food section.

Half an hour later, she is humming in delight. The cake was delicious, so was the pasta. She ate two times already. She knows the combination of anger plus hunger is never good. But now that the problem is solved, she can leave. And no way is she going up, lest getting caught by them.

Instead she explores the palace, looking over the walls and the marble flooring.

Feeling sleepy, she went ahead to open one of the rooms close to her.

"My my, aren't you a walking temptation." A familiar voice had her her frozen.

Looking back she sees Thomas, the man whom she met in the party. And to say, he was checking her out had her shudder. What a creep. "Leave, you fucking creep."

At her words, Thomas growled. Forcing her to make a distance. He slammed the door close, locking it securely.

Her heartbeat rose, he was a werewolf. That much she was sure of, looking down at her hand. She cursed. The bracelet wasn't there. Oh now she remembers, she herself got the bracelet out. As it was not matching to her dress. Fuck, she was no witch like her aunt or a werewolf like her uncles. How is she supposed to defend herself?

Fear grips her heart, as her stomach churned. She was seconds away from throwing up.

"My Lady, care to join me," His voice sliced the air like a blade of a shovel, wrapped in brittle ice of autumn. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she looked at the man who has plunged her heart in terror. Even in darkness, his cold stare penetrates her body of flesh and bones.

Backing away, Y/N looks around for some escape.

The bathroom door was far away, she sure as hell won't succeed. But the balcony was just behind her.

Quickly rushing on her mind's orders, she is inches away when Thomas slams her back. Throwing her on the bed with a brute force. "You know, I was waiting for you. Guess, the waiting did help. The reward is exquisite."

He licks his lips, as she trembled. What a sick bastard.

Before she could stand up, Thomas had her arms locked. Pressing his weight to ground her, his other hand touched and squeezed her body. "Ah, bad girl. Escaping will only elongate your punishment."

Her eyes stung, she is gonna be raped.

His hands sneaked inside her gown as she thrashed violently. Pressing her thighs to stop him, "NO, HELP. GRANDPA,"

She screamed but was soon cut off by Thomas who smashed his lips on her. He cupped her vagina, as she cried out. Shaking her head to get him away but nothing seemed to help.

A distant sound of clicking was heard, followed by a sound of bats. She watches on as seven bats enter the room through the balcony. In a second, they were transformed into her soulmates. Namjoon rushes in, pulling back Thomas who was too lost to even care about the surrounding.

"You fucking bastard," Namjoon growls, throwing the man on the ground.

Y/N shivers, watching them beat Thomas black and blue. That bastard was already outnumbered. Their eyes were red, fangs protuding. Jungkook was the one who slammed him against the wall, hands squeezing his throat in a death grip.

All he could see was red. He wants him dead. He wants everyone who hurts his soulmate dead.

In a second, the cracking sound of his windpipe breaking was followed by his painful howl. Fucking mutt.

It was hoseok who approaches her, slowly. As if she was some fragile glass who will break any second.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" He spoke softly, which only made her tear up more.

Painful sobs shook her body, as she hid her face in between her arms. At this, Hoseok's heart broke. His baby. Gently nearing her, he pulled her into his arms. And she didn't protest, instead she latched on it. Hiding her face in his shirt, while she shed tears.

His grip tightens across her, "It's okay, we are here. Your safe."

Jin who couldn't handle her sobs, went close to hoseok. "Darling, he is dead. Can you come towards me, I promise I will take you away from here."

He knew, this room wasn't an ideal place for her to sleep. And the dead body of Thomas was anything but a sight to see.

Slowly, she looks up at him. Nodding when he spoke of taking her away from here. "Daddy,"

He froze. Daddy.

At this, all of them perked up. "Y/N?" It was Taehyung who spoke. Confused at her choice of words.

Y/N frowns, "Daddy, want kissy"

Now even Namjoon had a hard time taking her words in. The women in front of them was different. She spoke like a kid, her voice being the same but her eyes. They looked more innocent, almost naive. The Y/N he knows wouldn't act like this at all.

Jin watches as she made grabby hands towards him, "Daddy, pick."

And he did, taking her in his arms. While her legs wrapped around him. Resting her head across his shoulder, she sniffles. "Cold."

And Jin understood what she meant by cold.

It was midnight. They just got done talking to Chris who explained her condition. Worried to death about his Granddaughter who didn't recognise him at all. Their soulmate was a little, and somehow the earlier incident with Thomas triggered her to go into headspace.

She was brought into their mansion, though they had tough time explaining her as to why they couldn't give her a bath or even change her clothes.

She had almost threw a fit, crying about them not loving her.

Yoongi's heart broke at her cries but they couldn't do what she wants them to do. Instead, a human. Particularly a women gave her a bath and dressed her up.

After bath, she demanded for some ice cream. Which was obviously refused by Jin who didn't want her to catch a fever. She threw tantrum, yet again but failed to accomplish the ice cream.

"Bad daddy, Stoopid." She points an accusing finger at Jin who gasps, hands flying over his heart dramatically.

"Daddy is good, not bad. He is beautiful, not stupid."

Taehyung laughs, enjoying the comedy all along.

All of them were gathered around the living room, looking at their soulmate with a fond look. From the past thirty minutes, she is pestering Jin to give her an ice cream. But no, hyung was stubborn. But sadly, their soulmate was not someone to back down. She stood her ground, trying to coax Jin to give up.

Y/N pouts, crossing her arms. "Want another daddy,"

Jin's eyes widen. "No,"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"YES," She stomps her foot, grinding her teeth in annoyance.

"Baby, he is bad daddy. Come here, I will give you cake." Jimin cooes at her, and that seemed to do the trick.

In an instant Y/N was rushing towards him, crashing straight into his arms. "Yes daddy."

"This is unfair," Jin huffs, as Namjoon laughs at the eldest who dramatically falls on the ground.

Taking this opportunity, Jimin brings her into his room. Switching on the tv, with a random drama. He pats her head, "I am bringing your cake, until then you watch this. Okay baby."

She nods.

Following week was a beautiful dream, one from which Jungkook never wants to come out. Even though Y/N was still a little, she didn't leave any chance to make them happy. Always tailing behind Jin while he went to prepare food. Dressing up in Gucci with taehyung, playing songs with Yoongi. Occasionally singing. Reading princess stories with Namjoon. Watching movies with Jimin and hoseok. And then playing games with him.

They were also now blessed with human tastebuds, which means the food no longer feels like a poison. The first time, they got to know about this was when Y/N dragged Jin to eat with her. And the latter was helpless, but his eyes twinkled when he tasted the cookies. And now Jin was always in kitchen, trying some nor the other recipe.

Even though their main food was blood, but now he was happy to accompany Y/N while eating.

But deep down, he was scared? Someday she would come out of her little space, then what? Will she leave them?

The thought was painful, but he couldn't see her suffer like this too.

"Jungkook, go and wakeup Y/N." Jin calls out from the kitchen.

"Okay," And with that he rushes towards Yoongi's room.

Last night, she was with Yoongi. He knows cause they were present when she was tucked in by Jin. Namjoon reading some bedtime stories while the others joined her in the bed. Cuddling and showering her in kisses.

But what he wasn't expecting was Yoongi to be backed up against the wall.

While a furious Y/N stood across him.

"How dare you bring me here? Where is my Grandpa, tell me."

Jungkook's eyes widens.

She is back.

And she is bad.

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auclamenza · 2 years

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Burn my soul

Pairing- vampire bts member× yn

Warnings- mention of sexual abuse, death, obsession, lot of angst

Pls forgive if I did any mistakes!

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You saw yet another shooting star last night. Your grandma said wishing something upon seeing them makes the wish come true yet you don't see his approaching figure. She said that the your small town holds many secrets while braiding your hair which you dismissed as folktale as a child. But now you pray for her words to come true more than anything else.

But no matter how long you look at ice caped shiny mountains they don't budge and tell you the secret they are hiding. No matter how much you look at the birds chirping they don't tell you whose sound they muffle by their singing. No matter how closely you listen to the blowing of wind they don't tell you who are they blowing away from.

It would have been better if you are not stuck in the whirlwind of your thoughts. You wanted to go back to your previous life where you going to work and taking care of your sick father filled your daily routine . But destiny had different plans. You have tried so much to forget about that day but your soul flourishes in his memory.

You feel it in your heart and your entire being. The way his aura swallow your existence in your dream till the point your body struggles to breathe and you wake up drenched in sweat. You remember hearing his voice in your dream which set every nerve of yours on fire. You remember the tug of string which seemed to connects your hearts when you were about to finally see the face of your savior in your dream.

Sometimes you can feel his presence. you suspect if a pair of eyes watch your every move. You suspect if someone follows you from work.You suspect if someone accidentally left your favorite snowdrops on your doorstep when it was meant for somebody else.You suspect if someone whispered something in the ears of the wild dog when it was ready to prance at you when you were returning from forest late at night.

Though you vaguely remember seeing his silhouette before going unconscious, you knew he had heard your cry of help. He had sensed the danger that had befallen upon you when in an instant your senior turned into an assaulter ready to take advantage of your naive trust. You didn't expect your senior manager to physically assault you beside the river bed after you denying his manipulative coaxing and inappropriate touches. You couldn't believe the vile words his tongue produced which once had complemented you. It was then you couldn't fight his strong arms and his forceful lips on your neck and cleavage that you mustered all your energy and shouted for help. It was not before he laid you on ground with the help of his heavy figure preparing to take you raw while having his knee between your naked thighs you heard something coming towards both of you. It was then the bone chilling storm began to blew and your eardrum hurt by the animalistic roar that cracked the thin layer of blue ice covering the river.Your assaulted scurried away from you as the speed of the blowing wind only increased. Your barely opened eyes recognized a silhouette piercing through the icy strom. Suddenly you felt rib crushing ache in your chest as you soul struggled to become free and then the last thing you remembered seeing his shiny red eyes before going into days of slumber.

As you told your experience to the concerned officials while laying on hospital bed you only saw their dismissive looks. They shut you down as they shut others down who say having encountered a canine human by the icy river. All the stories fall on deaf ears when they say some mythical creature saved their lives. The things you saw were termed as hallucinations. But all those voices were not capable to answer how the body of your accused is nowhere to be found.

You don't why he denies coming to see you again no matter how many times you visit the place of your first encounter. Every dawn you find yourself sitting by the river hoping that maybe the place is frequently visited by him. You yearn to just take a glimpse of his silhouette again. He never answers your endless pleas of saving your soul from the suffering of being away from him. Yet your legs walk you to river Bank believing that one day you will hear his heavy breath along with flowing of river water.

Your teary eyes don't convey the emptiness you feel in your chest as you stare at the mountains now outside of your window guarded by long conifers. But false to your belief a pair of ruby eyes stare at you longingly from the forest as they water from guilt. His heart throbs when he remembers your soft hands slipping from his leading you to fall in the mouth of death a century ago. The longing you feel is better than again getting tangled in the black webs of his heart. In his mind this was the only way to protect you even if it meant slicing your heart a little..

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gimmethatagustd · 8 months

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blood on the sheets | kth

Despite what some people may think, your roommate isn't a monster. You know Taehyung; he'd never hurt anyone.

↳ pairing: vampire!taehyung x human!(f)reader

↳ wc/date: 4.7k | October 2023

↳ warnings: blood, biting, blood drinking, yandere, (technically temporary) character death, homicidal tendencies, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus (face sitting), period sex, unprotected vaginal sex, blood as lube, emotional manipulation, possessiveness, yandere, dubcon blood drinking, dubcon sex, vampire venom is intoxicating, mc and tae complain about men who are rude toward menstruating people and ik that some men do menstruate so pls know that they are referring to cis men in this context

↳ notes: this is for @taehyungcentral for halloween 🦇 i hope it's everything you wanted bby. you nasty whore

↳ more notes: this is very unedited i'm sorry jhskds i also REALLY wanted to keep it at a normal drabble length and i obviously failed. so i'll try to do better with the rest of the halloween drabbles lmfao rip

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↳ what was jai listening to? this vampire kpop playlist hali showed me

Halloween 2023 Masterlist

“Doesn’t he, y’know, creep you out?”

Robin takes a sip of her cocktail with lips so accustomed to being pursued in snootiness that little wrinkles have formed around the edges of her mouth despite her young age. It’s a shame, but the look is fitting. Sometimes, a person’s ugliness on the inside does reflect on the outside.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you ask with thinly-veiled irritation.

You haven’t known Robin for a long time, though you suppose it wouldn’t have mattered if you knew her for a day or an entire year. She’s the type of person you could spend hours talking to and walk away knowing nothing about her. You’re simply coworkers, and that’s enough for you.

Robin shrugs and tosses her blonde hair over her shoulder when she turns to blatantly stare across the room. The bar isn’t big, just large enough for a few tables and booths lining the walls and a small dancefloor in the middle of the room. It’s intimate, so your coworkers picked it for the office’s monthly night out. Alcohol, catchy pop music, and hipster bars are perfect ingredients for morale-boosting activities, but Robin doesn’t know how to not be nasty.

You follow her gaze, and a small smile lifts the corners of your mouth despite her rude question when you see who she’s looking at.

The cup in Taehyung’s hand is colored glass. In the dim lights, the cup appears to be a dark forest green that pairs prettily with his fire-engine red hair and the contacts that turn his dark eyes a mossy color. You helped him pick out the contacts while the two of you got ready for the work outing. The green are just as alluring as the other colored contacts he owns, but they’re less intimidating than his favorite gray ones.

The colored cups are the bar’s effort to hide the deep crimson liquid inside. Supposedly, it’s for the comfort of all their patrons, but everyone knows what passes through Taehyung’s plush lips when he brings the cup to his mouth.

You watch his throat bob as he swallows. The v-cut of his shirt exposes his elegant neck and collarbones, not that you’re looking or anything.

“He eats people, for Christ’s sake. How could you live with something like that?”

Your vodka-cranberry drink is down to the ice, and your patience for Robin has melted with it.

“Fuck you,” you snap. “Taehyung doesn’t eat people. And he’s not a thing; he’s a person.”

It’s so unlike you to be this aggressive, but something mean twists inside your stomach whenever you’re forced to interact with people like Robin, who use their prejudice to infect everyone around them. Vampires have been integrated into human society for decades with very few incidents, yet there are still humans like Robin who hold onto the horror stories of the past.

Besides, Robin doesn’t even know Taehyung. You’ve brought him around your coworkers before as a plus-one to work events, but Robin doesn’t actually know him. She doesn’t know how kind he is, how he looks after you when even your friends rarely do, how he goes out of his way to prove that just because he’s a vampire doesn’t mean he’s a monster.

The pounding of your heart is enough evidence that you aren’t used to this hostile behavior. You nearly knock over your chair when you stand, and your hands are too shaky to pick up your drink from where it sits on the table before you.

Robin glares at you with eyes that pierce through your tough facade. Her cherry-red lips part to expose teeth more dangerous-looking than a vampire’s fangs, but whatever she has to say dies on her tongue.

“Hey, love.” Taehyung’s fingers skirt your lower back, and the cold of his fingertips bleeds through your thin shirt. “You okay?”

“Yup!” You give Taehyung a slight smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. “I was just telling Robin that I’m going home. Is that alright?”

Taehyung hums in understanding, his fingers now pressing against your hip bone. The pressure is light, but it’s enough to force your body to turn slightly to face him rather than the table where Robin still sits.

You naturally gravitate toward him regardless. When you first became friends and shortly before you decided to live together, you’d playfully accused Taehyung of using his vampiric charms on you.

“I don’t need magic to make you fall in love with me, baby,” Taehyung had replied with a lopsided grin, no fangs in sight.

Admittedly, you spent far too many of the following nights replaying that comment in your head.

“Of course,” Taehyung slips his index finger through one of your belt loops and tugs on it absentmindedly, “I’ll leave with you; I’ve lost interest in listening to Seokjin’s passionate rambling. There’s only so much video game lore I can handle.”

Robin mutters something snarky under her breath that you can’t hear, but your heart hurts because you know Taehyung can. You’re sure it’s his superhuman hearing that set him off to rescue you from Robin’s bitchy attitude, considering how your heart is beating at a worrying pace. This situation is yet another example of how kind Taehyung is.

Robin doesn’t know shit.

Going home is a good call for more than just escaping Robin’s bitchy behavior. From the time it takes Taehyung to drive home, your lower stomach begins to hurt with such extreme stabbing pain that you can barely walk upright once you arrive. Taehyung has to wrap his arm around your shoulders and slowly guide you up the elevators and down the hall to your apartment's front door. Once he enters the passcode, he helps you inside and leads you into the kitchen.

“You weren’t supposed to start for another week,” Taehyung comments off-handedly as he fetches you a glass of water. He speaks with the casualness of discussing the weather or your weekend plans.

It makes your cheeks warm, and you stare at the water in your glass once he hands it to you. “How do you know that?”

“I pay attention to you, love,” Taehyung murmurs. You should think it’s weird when he inhales deeply through his nose, but you only feel warm as goosebumps scatter across your skin. “I can also… smell it.”

With a gentle grip on your waist, Taehyung draws you closer to where he leans against the kitchen counter. Once you’re standing directly before him, he slips his hand beneath your shirt to press his cold palm against your lower stomach. The gut-wrenching pain is still there, but in the mix of the pain, butterflies are swirling about, and the cool of his skin feels good against your too-hot body.

Some of your friends have commented on how you act with Taehyung - or, more so, how Taehyung acts with you. He's touchy, and personal boundaries mean very little. For some, it would be off-putting how Taehyung initiates touch without asking, but you find it comforting. You don't mind; if anything, you're endeared by it. It means he's comfortable with you and knows you trust him.

Trust, you're quickly learning, is important for vampires in a world that distrusts them.

“I’m sorry. I’m sure that’s really gross.”

“Gross?” Taehyung rubs his thumb along the sensitive skin of your stomach and watches you intently with his mossy green eyes. It should be unnerving, but you’re too captivated by Taehyung to think anything of it.

“All my ex-boyfriends never even wanted to talk about periods, let alone…” You’re too shy to finish your sentence; repeating what Taehyung said seems too embarrassing. It’s embarrassing enough that you’re comparing your roommate to your ex-boyfriends.

You let out a quiet sigh when Taehyung removes his hand from beneath your shirt. He takes your empty glass from your hands and places it on the kitchen counter. Letting Taehyung take care of you feels nice, especially when your period cramps make breathing difficult.

“Humans are strange,” Taehyung murmurs as he gently turns you around by your shoulders to guide you to your bedroom. “There is nothing dirty or disgusting about blood. It is natural. A life source, in more ways than one.”

After changing into a new pair of underwear and comfy pajamas, you slip into your bed and patiently wait for Taehyung to finish getting ready for bed.

It isn’t unusual for you to spend time together at night, especially since you don’t have much time that overlaps due to Taehyung being nocturnal. He doesn’t sleep all day, but getting all covered up is a hassle just to brave the sunlight, so Taehyung prefers to spend his days inside.

You get cuddled in your blankets with a heating pad pressed to your lower stomach. At the same time, Taehyung sets up his laptop on your bed before you, pulling up your favorite reality TV show because he knows you’re too sensitive to handle anything emotional.

Taehyung is dressed in a loose white t-shirt and form-fitting grey sweatpants. It’s a deadly combination, and you hate that he can hear your heart flutter when he climbs into bed with you. You’re close enough that your shoulders press together, and Taehyung’s cool temperature seeps into your body, contrasting nicely with the heating pad resting on your stomach.

Sometimes, you wonder if Taehyung has figured out that he’s the reason you're a jittery mess. You wonder if he knows that your heart races around him, not because you’re afraid of him but because you’ve considered what it would feel like to let him sink his fangs into your flesh.

He probably has no idea, you think as you appraise him out of the corner of your eye. He's charming and naturally flirty. He probably thinks you're just matching his energy.

You're terrible at flirting anyway.

Clearing your throat, you adjust the blankets and try to focus on the TV show. However, it’s difficult to concentrate with Taehyung snuggled against your side. He’s being more affectionate than usual, likely because you get more sensitive when you’re on your period. You can’t complain. It feels nice to have his strong arm curled around your waist and his large hand resting against your hip.

“Comfortable?” Taehyung turns his head to the side to speak against the curve of your ear. His cool breath against your skin makes you shiver.

“Mhm,” you hum. “Are you?”

“I’m with you, aren’t I?”

“Shut up,” you hiss and give Taehyung a sharp slap to the leg that you know won’t hurt him.

You slide further into the blankets to rest your head on Taehyung’s shoulder. There’s no reason for you to be whispering, but you do. Perhaps it’s the atmosphere, your bedroom dark except for a single bedside lamp casting a shallow yellow glow, and Taehyung’s laptop lighting up your bed sheets a pale blue.

After a few minutes of silence between the two of you passes while the show plays through, Taehyung begins thrumming his fingers against your hip.

“Were your exes truly mean to you about something so natural?”

“What?” You twist your torso slightly to look up at him. “Like, not wanting to talk about periods and stuff?”

Taehyung nods. He’s no longer wearing his contacts, so you can see the lamp’s yellow light reflect in his deep red eyes, making them burn orange. Having known Taehyung for a year now, you’ve learned that the color of his eyes changes pretty regularly. You aren’t sure what the colors mean, though you’re pretty sure they have more to do with his mood than his hunger levels – contrary to what vampire films and novels might lead you to believe.

“Well, yeah. Guys think periods are gross. A lot of people do, honestly. Because of blood, and also, y’know, misogyny and all that shit.” You shrug, having come to terms with these facts long ago. “Like, one time I told my ex about this article I read that said orgasms can temporarily relieve cramps, and he went on this whole rant about how period sex is disgusting. It made me feel like I was disgusting, honestly. But whatever.”

Throughout your explanation, Taehyung’s face slowly contorts until he looks legitimately upset. It startles you because why should he care about any of this?

Sweet Taehyung is too empathetic for his own good, you think.

“Human men are pathetic,” Taehyung finally says with a snort. “Period sex sounds fun.”

You struggle to swallow with how dry your mouth and throat have become. Why did you bring up sex while you sit halfway leaned against Taehyung’s chest in your bed, with the lights off, quite literally Netflix and chilling on a Friday night?

“W-well,” you start to stutter but quickly try to pull yourself together, “I wouldn’t know.”

Taehyung hums and then falls silent again, so you assume the topic is dropped. That is until a few more minutes pass with Taehyung’s fingers playing with the hem of your t-shirt, and he eventually leans toward your ear again.

“Would you like to find out?”

This time, you turn around to face Taehyung. He keeps his head bent, which positions his face to be level with yours. You can smell the woody notes of his cologne that make you salivate.

“What?” you squeak, but you hear him more clearly than you hear your own thoughts.

“You still have cramps, don’t you?” You nod. “I could help you, love. You need not suffer.”

Blood rushes to your ears, causing your heartbeat to throb inside your brain. The pounding has a ripple effect, creating beating waves that roll throughout your entire body. It's as though you've become a giant heart trembling and pulsing from the prospect of having sex with the man you've desired in secret for far too long.

Likely noticing your body falling into distress, Taehyung cups the side of your face with his free hand. Using his hold on you, he tilts your head slightly. His eyes bore into yours with such intensity that you don’t think it’s physically possible for you to look away.

“Are you afraid of me?”

"No," you respond without hesitation. You aren't.

Your response pleases Taehyung, and you're reminded of the importance of trust. When he smiles, you think his canines look slightly pointier than usual.

"You know," Taehyung begins slowly, his gaze dropping from your eyes to your slightly parted lips. "Humans drown themselves in shame. I have never understood it. What is so reprehensible about pleasure, hm? Is it so wrong to seek it?"

"I don't know," you admit through a breathy exhale when Taehyung brushes the pad of his thumb across your bottom lip.

"Your ex made you feel ashamed, didn't he?"

You nod, rendered speechless from how Taehyung trails his fingers along your jaw and neck. Gently, he presses his index and middle fingers against the soft spot of your throat where your heart panics beneath your skin.

Taehyung wets his lips.

"I could make you feel good."

All it takes is a light tap of his fingers against your hip, and you're leaning into Taehyung's chest. His large hand slides from the side of your neck to the back of your head, pulling you into a bruising kiss. It's deep and demanding, sending your head spinning as you struggle to keep up with Taehyung's soft lips.

You moan when the tip of his tongue flicks against your mouth, coaxing you open for him to taste. You fall apart for him willingly, ready to bear your soul if he so much as whispers the request against your lips.

Taehyung could kiss you forever; he doesn't need to breathe. You have to force yourself to pull back to gasp for air when you begin to feel lightheaded, and you struggle to register that you've somehow ended up in Taehyung's lap. You straddle his firm thighs with your knees on either side of his hips and your fingers digging into his broad shoulders. It's embarrassing, the feeling of suddenly having no control over yourself, but Taehyung squeezes your hips when you try to get up.

"Will you let me?" His eyes are a deep red, nearly black, as he searches your face for your answer when you don't immediately respond.

Your entire body throbs with anticipation. Sleeping with Taehyung is everything you've forced yourself not to imagine - out of shame because what is more shameful than thirsting over your roommate who has no interest in you?

Except he does. You can feel his hard cock underneath you, and when you subtly scoot your ass against it, his fingers dig deeper into your hips.

"Please," you whisper. The word barely leaves your lips when you're suddenly tossed onto your back.

Taehyung's nimble fingers slip beneath your t-shirt and push it up, murmuring, "Lift your arms, love," and discarding it onto the floor in one sweep. Leaning forward, Taehyung kisses each of your now-exposed nipples, flicking his cool tongue over them until they're hard and wet.

You moan and instinctually arch your back, pushing your chest against his open mouth.

"Can't wait to taste you," Taehyung groans into your skin as he slips his hands into the elastic waistband of your pajama shorts. The fabric easily slides down your legs. Taehyung flings them onto the floor, where they melt into a pool of blood-red silk. "You smell delicious. Always do."

Understanding Taehyung's praises is difficult when he lights up your nerves with every kiss and harsh suck of your skin into his mouth. You don't feel anything sharp for now, but you want to. Again, it's shame that squanders the urge to admit your desires to Taehyung. All you can do is tangle your fingers in his pretty red hair and stare into his eyes as he sucks wet kisses down your stomach.

Your thighs are already slightly wet with your arousal and, unfortunately, blood. It's hot and sticky. You try to close your legs, but Taehyung keeps them propped open. To your horror, you watch him drag his hands up your inner thighs, smearing the little traces of arousal and blood that have rubbed off onto your skin. It leaves light pink streaks on his palms.

With dark eyes, Taehyung holds your gaze as he brings one hand to his mouth and licks up the entire length of his palm.

"Fuck," he lets out a shuddery moan, eyes fluttering closed. "Goddamn, love."

It shouldn't be hot, the feral look in Taehyung's eyes when he opens them again. It shouldn't be hot, the way his fangs naturally drop. He snaps his mouth shut, and you watch his throat bob as he swallows a few times. His fangs are gone the next time he opens his mouth.

"Sit on my face."

You nearly choke. "Excuse me?"

Reaching behind his head, Taehyung pulls his t-shirt off with one hand. Smooth, unblemished skin glows honey gold in the dim lighting. Possessed, you can't stop yourself from reaching out to run your hands down his chest. His abs tense and contract when you caress them. By the time you reach the waistband of his sweatpants, you've lost the little bit of courage you had.

"I want you to sit on my face." Taehyung's voice is thick and gravelly. There's a dangerous edge to it that you can't quite name.

"O-okay," you whimper.

A thrill pulses through your body when you remember what Taehyung is.

He's a person, not a monster. But he's dangerous all the same.

Taehyung lies on his back and holds his arms out, coaxing you forward. His large hands squeeze your thighs, just below your ass, to haul you further up until you're hovering right over his face.

"Are you su-"

"It is impossible for you to understand how painful it has been to wait for this moment." Taehyung holds eye contact with you as he slides his hands up to squeeze your ass cheeks and pull your pussy down onto his mouth.

"Oh my god," you moan, scrambling to grab the bedframe to steady yourself.

Taehyung licks a stripe from your entrance to your clit, lapping up the mouthwatering mixture of arousal and blood gushing from you with every pulse of your pussy. Using the tip of his tongue, he swirls your clit, flicking it repeatedly until he gets tired of that and sucks it into his mouth instead.

Your thighs quiver, and chants of Taehyung's name flow from your lips like honey as he tongues your entrance. His mouth is relentless, nipping, licking, and sucking your clit until you're trembling so severely that Taehyung has to prop his arms up to hold most of your weight. It only gets worse when he presses his tongue inside your pussy, fucking into you as he devours your sweet blood and juices with the moans of a starved man.

"T-Taehyung," you gasp, reaching down to dig your fingers into his hair. Your nails scrape against his scalp, and the rumble of his moans into your pussy is to die for. "I'm gonna come, oh my god, oh, pl-, ah, please d-don't-"

Your eyes, which had fallen shut as you focused on the feeling of Taehyung's mouth on your pussy, fly open when something sharp presses into the inside of your thigh. You look down to see Taehyung's fangs buried into your flesh, just at the crease of your inner thigh, where the skin is soft and supple. The pain quickly morphs into mind-numbing pleasure, so white hot that it feels like your brain is melting out of your ears when you finally come.

You slump forward with your face pressed against the wall and your hands weakly gripping the bed frame as your body convulses in Taehyung's hold.

"Tae, Tae, Taehyung, oh god." It hurts how deeply he bites into you, but the longer he clamps on, the more intoxicated you become by the venom all vampires carry in their bite.

It's distracting, the way you feel like you're floating. Your eyes flutter as you feel Taehyung pull you onto the bed on your back. He hovers over you, the bloodied face of a fallen angel closing in on you.

"I'm your first," Taehyung states the question, already knows the answer, but you nod your head to confirm. Taehyung is the first vampire to bite you. It's why the effects are so intense; your body has no built-up immunity.

He's smug as he leans forward to kiss you, shoving his tongue into your mouth to force you to taste yourself on him. It doesn't taste good, but you aren't thinking when you stick your tongue out to lick the blood and cum off his lips. You lick and suck his lips, cleaning them off just to let him dirty you up.

"Fuck, love, you're so fucking sexy," Taehyung growls once you release his bottom lip from between your teeth. "Mine. All mine. You're mine."

You give him a sleepy smile and loop your arms around his neck. "Yours."

Taehyung nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and runs his tongue along the crease, swiping back and forth between wet kisses.

"Gonna fuck you now, baby." He rakes his fangs down your neck, drawing blood in thin parallel lines. "Mark you, ruin you. Do you want that? Want me to make you feel good?"

Blood trickles down both sides of your neck to pool in your collarbones. Eventually, the pools overflow, sending rivers of red cascading down your chest, past your hardened nipples, and the hickeys Taehyung sucked into the skin of your abdomen. Between your legs, a giant black bruise spreads in your inner thigh, and blood trickles from the multiple puncture wounds there.

“Please, fuck me, please,” you beg, eyes half-closed. Your head lolls to the side to watch Taehyung remove his sweatpants. Red splotches cover the grey fabric like a homemade tie-dye.

“Look at you,” Taehyung’s voice is saccharine. He kneels in front of you on the bed and squeezes the thigh he bit into. With a yelp, your entire body jerks from the pain, though the haze of Taehyung’s venom makes the discomfort temporary. “So pretty.”

Your blood drips from Taehyung’s fingers and follows the lines in his palms down to curve around his wrist. Something stirs inside your stomach as Taehyung smears your blood all over his cock, using it as a lubricant to jerk himself off. His skin turns slick and shiny red.

With his free hand, he cups the back of your knee to hike your leg up, adjusting you into the perfect position for him to swirl the head of his cock in the blood on your thigh. Gathering more on the tip, Taehyung gives himself one last squeeze before positioning himself between your legs.

He isn’t gentle when he enters you, sinking his cock into you in one bloody thrust. How his hip presses into the crease of your thigh hurts, applying pressure to your wounds that still bleed, but the pleasure of Taehyung’s thick cock pounding into you is enough to block out the pain. You’re so high, your soul barely attached to your body as Taehyung fucks you, each stroke fast and deep. His grip on you is supernaturally rough. Bruises immediately bloom across your skin, and his blunt nails dig crescent cuts into your skin.

More blood.

“Feel good, love?” Taehyung’s voice is on edge. He practically growls, and his words are slightly slurred from his fangs dropping down once again. This time, he doesn’t try to retract them. When he kisses you, you feel them press against your lips like cold daggers. One slices a small cut in the corner of your mouth, and blood collects in the creases of your lips until Taehyung sucks it all up.

“Can’t, fuck, get enough.” Taehyung punctuates his sentiments with a snap of his hips. Pleasure rolls off of you in waves, dragging your mind deeper and deeper into a blank void. Taehyung is dizzying, so pretty with his bloody mouth and wild eyes.

Your eyes flutter shut when you feel his lips press against your neck, leaving kisses far gentler than the way he fucks you. The coil building in your stomach is so hot and tight that you don’t even feel the pain of Taehyung biting your neck. You immediately come, your orgasm ripping through your body as Taehyung’s fangs rip through your flesh.

Taehyung moans through his teeth as he comes inside of you, filling you up at the same time he empties you.

“Taehyung,” you try to whisper, but your mouth hardly moves.

He’s drinking too much.

The realization hits you too late. There are bite marks all along your neck, the inside of your thighs, your tits, your wrists. Taehyung has his lips latched onto one of your bloody nipples, lapping up your skin. Your bed is flooded in red, soaked through the sheets and into the mattress.

“You’re mine, love.” Taehyung runs a bloody hand down your face, leaving streaks along your temple. “Fuck those bitches you work with. Those pieces of shit who think you couldn’t possibly love someone like me. They’re wrong, baby—all this shame. Humans drown in it, but not us. We won’t drown.”

Red tears stream down Taehyung’s high cheekbones. You want to comfort him but realize in a panic that you can’t move. With wide eyes, you stare up at Taehyung in a silent plea.

“Shhh, it’s okay, love. You have to let go. Let go for me, and then I’ll keep you safe. Forever, I’ll keep you safe.” Taehyung brings his wrist to his mouth. There’s a sickening crunch, and thick, black blood slides down Taehyung’s forearm like tar.

His elegant fingers squeeze your jaw, forcing you to keep your mouth open as he presses his bleeding wrist to your lips.

“Mine,” Taehyung repeats as he smears his black blood on your lips and lets it leak onto your tongue. “And I will be yours, just like you wanted. No one else's.”

Leaning down, Taehyung digs his fangs into your throat one final time and drinks until your last breath dies in your lungs.

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JHS

Day Dream The days are hotter, the nights are hotter too. You sleep, restless. Tired, you sleep more, you sleep and you dream and you meet the dream walker and things somehow become even steamier. Sandman!Hoseok Dream Analysis / Alternate Ending

Disco Winter Ball You and your friend Hoseok are best friend buddies going on a date to the annual disco winter ball. But it’s not a date date, okay? You and Hoseok just love music and you love dancing and Hoseok loves watching you dance. Wait not love, not in that way! A friendly love. Just friends. Just two friends who drink a little too much eggnog. HOAL couple holiday special

I Thought You Were Mine? Drunk arguing leads to drunk fuc–

MYG

The Woman with the Black Cat on Her Shoulder Fearful, they buried them, stomped them into the dirt. Underneath their boot, scared men were unaware the seeds of hope had planted by their own volition. From the dirt and grime, grew flowers, blooms so tall, eclipsing their hatred. You were strong and unwilling to be cut down any more. Shapeshiftercat!yoongi.

Yoongi is a Rock That’s it. That’s the plot. Yoongi is a rock. Audio Ver. by the talented @voice-over-ff

I Didn’t Mean It, I Still Love You Yoongi made a mistake, will you forgive him? Or is it too late?

Christmas Lights Out! Agust D vs RM Super Hero Christmas Special! You visit your hometown during the holidays. You and your childhood friend Joon reminisce and you learn more about your smooth tech talker business partner Yoongi. Can he win you over once and for all? Set in Super Clumsy Super Hero RM universe.

King of Corruption [Sequel to Christmas Mass] The organ player takes his time with you, holding you and caressing your body while you sleep, until you can’t discern your dreams from your reality. A king and a sleeping beauty, his name leaves your lips like a prayer, prostated at his feet in blind reverence…the perfect position for him to corrupt and defile you. Demon AU. Dark smut.

KSJ

The Flower Bridge You couldn’t, you didn’t want to, not anymore, the pain was too much, you wanted it to end, so you visited the bridge. Standing at the highest point, the wind stung, but your problems were bigger, your pain was stronger than the whipping air and your anguish deeper than the water below. Tethered in the center, connecting the place you came from and the place you were going, you found another type of bridge and he found you. Ghost!Seokjin.

Meet Cute, Time Loop A story where Seokjin loves you before you love him before he loves you.

Ddak-ji SLAP Jungkook, Seokjin, and you decide to play a game…and then you fu-

Seokjin’s Ho Ho Ho Your boyfriend surprises you with a Christmas dinner on the beach, things get a little steamy, candy canes get sucked, peppermint liquor might be involved, there is definitely some questionable Santa Costume attire, and lots of jolly lovin’! HOAL couple holiday special.

Christmas Lights Out! Agust D vs RM Super Hero Christmas Special! Extended Scene: The Mind Reader, The Telekinetic and The Closet just silly and raunchy and ridiculous, dirty thoughts...it goes there.

Gangnam Girlfriend: Korea’s #1 Celebrity Dating Show with your Host, International Super Star, Jin Welcome to Gangnam Girlfriend! Where Korea’s top eligible singles fight for a chance at love! You're supposed to be playing the dating game right? Not sneaking off in the middle of the night with the show’s host to watch the stars and talk about all your lost love connections, cuddling under a blanket. And even if the choice is clear, Kim Seokjin can't date you, the reason you joined is because you wanted a public relationship, and Jin could neverrr. Even though he wants to finally settle down! But Hybe wouldn't let him join as a contestant so he took the next best thing instead, our story's beloved host, yet now he's regretting his decision as he watches the girl he is starting to fall for fall for someone else, oh no! Meet the Cast / Epi1 - 85%

OT7

SERIES

Bon Voyage: Into the Sea [Fantasy AU] A storm capsized your boat and looks like you were the only survivor. Somehow you made it to shore, but where? Stranded, you suddenly find out you are not alone, and now you’re stuck in the middle of a centuries old conflict between 7 monsters. Member Imagines /Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 / Ch4 / Ch5 / Ch6 / Ch7 - 5% / ?

Handshakes of a Lifetime [Soulmate AU] …the meeting room is getting closer and closer, basking you and those around you in warm light, and you think about all the internet comments people write about this kind of moment, “she must have saved a country in her past life to experience this.” Playlist / Ch1 / Drabble - JJK / Ch2 / Ch3 / X-mas - JHS / Ch4 / X-mas - KSJ / Ch5 / Ch6 / Ch7 / Ch8 / Ch9 / Ch10 - 10% / ?

Caught! House of Cards [Yandere AU] You needed money. The pandemic offered little options. So you joined a website to make some quick and easy cash. Men paying to look at you, harmless fun, right? It was a decision you didn’t think too much about, you just wanted an income again. Little did you know how dangerous the members of House of Cards were. You weren’t prepared for the consequences of your actions. Watch out! Houses built with cards come tumbling down… Profiles / Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 / Ch4 / Xmas Drabble - KTH / Ch5 - 90% / ?

Run Run Run [Zombie Apocalypse AU Slow Burn] A zombie apocalypse breaks out and you’re stuck on a plane with none other than…BTS! Oh, you thought because you were an Army that would help you survive? Girl think again. Member Poll / Seoul Flow / Yangyang Living / Seoul Town Road / Hwarang Freestyle / Seoul Close / Samsung State of Mind - 5% / The Big Hit Break In! - TBA / ?

T H E T A K E O V E R [BTS Apocalypse / Dystopian AU Thriller] The recruits of Bangtan Academy were trained to be super soldiers, to be the strongest, fastest, most cunning fighters in the world. Now they are being put to the test! You were at the bottom of your class, but you noticed the cracks in the system first, what are you going to do? Run or try to save the world Prequel / Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 - 78% / ?

DRABBLES

BTS (as kisses) / BTS (as holidays) / BTS (as drinks)

BTS Cheering You Up While Studying Korean

MASTERLISTS

Naughty Girl Christmas BTS X-MAS Masterlist

Spring Fling Fantasy Stories that Bloom Masterlist

BTS Supers RM Verse Masterlist (coming soon…)

Original Masterlist

#bts masterlist #bts imagines #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts fantasy au #bts hybrid au #bts yandere #bts soulmate au #ot7 x reader #bts angst #bts fluff #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #yoongi x reader #jimin x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #seokjin x reader

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BTS Fic Recs ☆ Tumblr (i)

These are all available on tumblr as of April 2024. Some are likely crossposted on ao3 as well.

~Ao3 RECS HERE~ ~Recs (ii)~ ~Recs (iii)~

Almost all are complete works, those with “+” after WC are incomplete. Most are BTS x (F!)Reader.

Most of these are Mature or Explicit (usually because of smut) ~ mdni ~ italicized titles rated G or T ~ Please read responsibly

If any authors tagged here wish to be removed/untagged, please lmk! | Shoutout to @ggukkiereads who does an amazing job creating rec lists, which helped me find many of these fics

F2L = friends to lovers ; E2L = enemies to lovers ; FE2L = frenemies to lovers ; R2L = rivals to lovers ; BFB = best friend's brother ; BBF = brother's best friend etc

OT7/Multi

☆ BTS Reactions by @dreamescapeswriting | SFW + NSFW |

☆ BTS Scenarios by @btsjfans | SFW + NSFW |

☆ BTS Scenarios by @bulletproofwhalien | NSFW + SFW |

☆ BTS Scenarios by @salvejoon | SFW + NSFW |

☆ BTS Scenarios by @sunshine-and-bangtan | SFW + NSFW |

☆ Desperado Series by @heartbeatan | Mafia AU | PJM + JJK + KTH (in progress) | 60-160k(+) each

☆ The Company series by @btsmakesmehappy | Agent AU | 25-37k(+) each (in progress)

☆ Mafia BTS Reactions by @ninetailedfoxmanchi | Mafia AU (+Yandere AU) |

☆ #CodeBTS series by @yminie | Mafia AU | 1-12k each

Kim Namjoon

☆ The Ghost in Apartment 1403 series by @notsoguiltykpop | Ghost AU, Supernatural AU, Roommate AU? | ?k

☆ beauty & the bookworm by @jungshookz | E2L Library AU, Uni AU | 20k

☆ la vie en bonsai by @jungshookz | S2F2L Neighbours AU, Baker AU | 38k

☆ The Seven Nights series by @theunknowncryptid | SMAU, Mafia AU | 13k

☆ real magic by @heretobbtstrash | S2F2L Single Parent AU, Coffee Shop AU, Coworkers AU | 17k

Kim Seokjin

☆ {Unavailable}

Min Yoongi

☆ Take One by @untaemedqueen | Pornstar AU | 24k

☆ The Deal series by @untaemedqueen | Mafia AU | ?k

☆ suit & tie by @jungshookz | CEO AU, Office AU, Coworkers AU, PA AU | 21k + drabbles

☆ hellish by @jungshookz | E2L Demon AU, Roommate AU | 22k

☆ strike a chord by @snackhobi | S2L Pianist AU, Bar AU | 16k

☆ straight shooter by @snackhobi | F2L/E2L Cyberpunk AU, Dystopian AU | 14k

☆ devil with the mint hair series by @theharrowing | E2FWB Brother's BFF AU, Stoner AU | 11k+

☆ a wager of lords and love by @hisunshiine | S2L Historical AU, Arranged Marriage AU | 7k

☆ daechwita by @chemicalpink | Daechwita AU, Assassin AU | 10k

☆ stay by @luffles424 | Daechwita AU, Assassin AU | 3k

☆ daechwita by @se0kie | Daechwita AU | 4k

☆ make me proud by @moonscriptsx | Established Relationship AU, Canon Idol-verse | 6k

☆ by its cover by @kittae | S2L Cat Dad AU | 2k

☆ misfortunately, yours by @sor-vette | S2F2L Dark Fae AU, Dark Fantasy AU | 32k

☆ mixtape by @jungblue | F2L Uni AU, Radio AU | 15k

☆ cyberslut by @kimnjss | SMAU, Uni AU, Fboy AU | ?k

☆ alive aha fxck by @softyoongiionly | F2L Neighbours AU, Vampire AU | 43k

☆ a brew of wings by @inkedtae | S2F2L Dragon AU, Witch AU | 10k

☆ fury of their scales by @kpopisthereasonihavenolife | Dragon AU | 18k

☆ inheritance series by @jincherie | Hybrid AU | 21k

☆ tuxedo series by @whatifyoulivelikethat | Cat(-shifter?) AU, Roommates AU | ft JJK | 49k+

☆ Assuage series by @btsqualityy | Omegaverse AU, Werewolf AU | ?k

☆ show by @httpjeon | Pw/oP ft BTS | 2k

☆ drip by @here2bbtstrash | Pw/oP | 5k

Jung Hoseok

☆ midnight confessions by @snackhobi | BFF2L Coworkers AU, Office AU, Buzzfeed Unsolved AU | 27k

☆ the bride of ashmedai by @jeonggukingdom | Demon AU, Arranged Marriage AU | 13k

Park Jimin

☆ The Bird Cage series + The Lion's Den series by @untaemedqueen | S2L Mafia AU | ?k

☆ Set It Off series by @btsqualityy | Mafia AU | ?k

☆ the hunt by @httpjeon | Shifter AU, Fantasy AU | 8k

☆ lovebug by @httpjeon | Hybrid AU | 12k

Kim Taehyung

☆ Pied Piper by @untaemedqueen | Mafia AU, Established Relationship AU | 10k

☆ maybe i do series by @chateautae | Arranged Marriage AU, Chaebol AU, CEO AU | 410k + drabbles

☆ kinda hot by @kimnjss | BFF2L SMAU, Uni AU, Fboy AU | ?k

☆ nip it in the bud by @opaljm | Brother's BFF AU, Piercing AU | 10k

☆ heatwave series by @curly-bangtan | F2L Roommate AU | 12k

☆ under the covers by @jessikahathaway | Agent AU | 23k

Jeon Jungkook

☆ heavy lifting by @snackhobi | Coworkers AU | 13k

☆ Miss Vagabond by @bubblesuga | F2L Gamer AU | 8k

☆ blizzard by @curly-bangtan | S2L Roommates AU | 16k

☆ Sparkle by @btsmosphere | F2L Roommates AU | 3k

☆ Hands-On Learning series by @ladyartemesia | Uni AU | 5k

☆ kiss it better by @jincherie | Uni AU, Sports AU, Cheer AU | 12k

☆ ghosts just wanna have fun by @sugaxjpg | Ghost AU, Supernatural AU, Uni AU | ft MYG + KTH | 20k

☆ tell me your secrets (i'm all ears) by @jinpire | Uni AU, Hybrid AU | 7k

☆ under the bridge by @jincherie | Hybrid AU | 11k

☆ Swipe right by @ppersonna | BFF2L Tinder AU | 9k

☆ overtime by @cupofteaguk | CEO AU, Office AU, PA AU, Coworkers AU | 12k

☆ I won't stop you series by @imsarabum | Vampire AU, Fantasy AU, Office AU, Coworkers AU, CEO AU, PA AU | ?k

☆ life eternal by @jungkookiebus | Fae AU | 9k

☆ hotter than hell series by @chateautae | Demon AU | 136k

☆ Hellblazer series by @jungkookiebus | Demon AU, Constantine AU | ?k

☆ agent of love series by @ppersonna | SMAU, Agent AU | ?k+

☆ strawberry kisses series by @kimnjss | SMAU, Brother's BFF AU, Tinder AU | ?k

☆ drag me down (to hell) series by @kimvtae | Mafia AU, Single Parent AU | 58k (abandoned)

☆ Concealed Weapon by @gimmesumsuga | Mafia AU, Husband AU | 10k

☆ hate sex by @yeoreos | FWB Pw/oP | 4k

Overall Favourite Authors (If I recc'd all their works like I want to/more than I have, I'd have to make this series even longer >.<)

☆ @bonvoyagenoona's masterlist

☆ @chateautae's masterlist

☆ @flowerwrites06's masterlist

☆ @here2bbtstrash's masterlist

☆ @hollyhomburg's masterlist

☆ @icyhobi's masterlist

☆ @jungshookz's masterlist

☆ @justcallmenikki7's masterlist

☆ @kpopfanfictrash's masterlist

☆ @ladyartemesia's masterlist

☆ @luxekook's masterlist

☆ @magicalsalamander's masterlist

☆ @yminie's masterlist

☆ @yoonia's masterlist

#bts fic recs #group: bts #type: fic #i think i did a pretty good job of hiding my yoonkook bias if i do say so myself :]

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Dance of Time 4

D A N C E O F T I M E

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.” -Bukowski

Summary: You were finally back in the hometown you left right after graduation, researching the mysterious manor that laid outside of the town limits. Your family was acting weird, and the owner of the manor seemed to know more about you than he should. Everything changed when you entered the manor, and you weren’t sure your dance with time was going to last very long.

Pairing: Vampire BTS x Human Reincarnated Reader

Status: random updates

Genre: soulmate au, reincarnation, yandere themes, possessive boys, angst, fluff,

Warnings: smut, violence, tempers, mentions of death, murder, some explicit descriptions of violence, blood,

Chapter Warnings: more flashback scenes, yandere boys, mc deals with her feelings in a weird way, rage room, mc’s creative insults, not much

Taglist: @psychosupernatural @carolinexkpop @strxwbloody @strawberry-moonpies @dustyinkpages @iamkookiesforyou @anaspectoflife @btsw1fe @yoongisgirl69 @toughbook @yoongibabs @mageprincess7 @dahliasbouqet @wittyreader @peachandmomo @sinceritythatcouldntbedelivered @m1sss1mp @yourleftsock @skyys-universe @cryingpages @drissteele @dustyinkpages @crushedblackroses @fluffy-canada-pancakes @blaaiissee @iiitsmaria @azazel-nyx @g-h-o-s-t-b-a-b-i @knjkitten @kleirielk @foreverweareyoung7 @lachimolala22019 @namuficxs @94z-93 @kimgmzmc @thenaverse

Masterlist // Chapter 2 // Chapter 4

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Previously on Dance of Time:

“Who is Ellie?” Were the only words to leave your lips as sobs started to sound out instead. Their eyes seemed indifferent to your words, despite the sparkle of happiness glittering within.

“You.”

“Well, I didn’t think she would take it like this.”

“What do you mean? You thought she would go along with everything?” Jimin looked at his mate, eyes narrowed in disbelief. Taehyung shrugged, placing his nose in Hobi’s neck as he sat on his lap. He was in a grumpy mood after you broke his nose and Hobi’s vanilla scent always calmed him down.

They had to lock you in your old room so you wouldn’t try to run away from them again. You already broke the window in the library that overlooked the large garden. For your own safety they made sure you couldn’t break anything in the room, not wanting you to try and hurt yourself again.

Telling you everything had not gone to plan, as some of them had previously hoped.

You stood there for a couple of seconds before making a run for the door, shoving your body against it as you tried to turn the doorknob. You had tears down your cheeks, impeding your vision as you tried to leave.

Jungkook was shocked when you managed to get rid of Taehyung’s arms around your waist, the youngest of the coven having widened his eyes at your actions. He might have been naive to the idea that you would welcome them with open arms and soft lips.

You were their mate, and you were gaining your memories back, so why did you try to get away from them? Jungkook couldn’t comprehend your actions. He couldn’t fathom the thought of finally having you back in their arms and you wanting to leave.

“Darling, you’re going to hurt yourself.” Jimin had tried to remove your grip from the door, had moved forward so you wouldn’t hurt your shoulder against the old oak door.

“Don’t touch me you overgrown mosquito!” You yelled as you felt another set of arms wrap around you, effectively holding your arms against your chest and pulling you away from the door.

“Overgrown mosquito…” Namjoon breathed out, a small smile on his face as he heard the insult come from your lips. You still had the same favor for creative insults.

However, the smile left his lips when you brought your head back quick, knocking you and Jin over as his nose started to bleed, crooked and bent. You pushed yourself up and away from them before they could blink, rising to push at the window to get onto the small balcony that laid outside the glass.

Namjoon lunged for you, grabbing your waist and turning you to face him, but you kicked and threw your body against the window, effectively smashing the glass and cutting little pieces of the skin of your hands and knocking Hoseok out of the way who had come to try and block the window as an escape route.

“Darling!” Jungkook rushed forward to help Namjoon now that he had managed to restrain you, keeping you held tightly against his chest, facing him so he doesn’t end up like Jin or Hoseok. Jungkook crowded against your back, making sure that you wouldn’t be able to get away this time.

“Darling, I know you have a lot of feelings right now, but that’s no way—”

“Oh, go put a sock in it, you limp needle!” You growled out, interrupting Jin from continuing his sentence. Yoongi could hear his elder mate’s jaw clench and his nostrils flare as your words set in.

“Limp needle? How dare—” Yoongi cut him off this time, moving to pull the elder behind him before gesturing for Jungkook and Namjoon to move towards the door.

“Why don’t you go and put or littlest mate in her room? Give her some time to think everything through. Maybe she’ll calm down enough for lunch?” He gives you a hopeful look, only for your own eyes to narrow back at him.

“I’m not going to be eating with you! Who knows, maybe this is all a trick so you’ll be able to eat me for lunch!” Your voice fades away as Namjoon carries you to your old room, his grip in your thighs and back tight so you can’t kick him.

Jimin had hoped you would accept them right away, but he also knew that you were not going to just let them welcome you with open arms and promises reiterated from the past. He could sense the frustration and fear in your scent, he could sense the tightness in your muscles and the way your fists clenched as Taehyung held you.

He knew that this was going to be a tough courting period, that you would try your hardest to fight the bond you didn’t realize you had already accepted when you were at lunch with Namjoon earlier that week.

Your dreams and visions of lifetimes past would only get stronger, more potent as time went on. He hated that he couldn’t wait until you were seeking them out, just like you did before. He missed how you would quietly watch him, waiting until the moment you thought best to interrupt him, your desire for touch overriding any other thought.

“Let me out of here,” A crash could be heard as you threw something against one of the walls, followed by a sigh leaving Namjoon’s lips. “You big bunch of dinosaurs!”

Yoongi held a grin on his lips, loving how feisty you were getting. He found the insults to be creative and witty. Simply put, you were being a brat, and he couldn’t help but want to go up there and have you say those to his face as he moves at a punishing pace.

“Well, at least her names are getting more creative.” Hoseok lets out a breathy laugh at being called a dinosaur. “I wonder what else she will come up with?”

“She should calm down soon. You remember how she was as a child. She has to get her thoughts in order somehow.” Namjoon brought up.

You always had issues expressing yourself, internalizing everything and then melting down later when everything got to be way too much for you. You would come home from school crying, needing an outlet to help you collect your thoughts and make sense of them.

It wasn’t healthy, but they would help you with it now that they had you back.

Maybe you could pick up gardening again?

“Do you think she’s run out of energy?” Hoseok asks once the room went silent. They couldn’t hear anything from you now, the floor above them giving no indication of any movement.

“Give it a couple minutes, maybe she is just refueling more so she can break the desk in there next.” Jin quipped; still upset at the way you treated him.

“Oh, stop it. You were the first to mate with her last time. Just give her some time, Jin.” Namjoon brought a hand up to the back of Jin’s neck, giving it a gentle squeeze before standing up from the couch.

“She is not the same person we remember. She is not Ellie no matter how much we wish her to be. But she is still our mate.” Namjoon’s next words were unspoken, but still heard by everyone in the room.

“She is still ours.”

You, on the other hand, were beyond enraged that these men just claimed you were theirs, with no prompt from you, and locked you in a room when you disagreed with them and tried to leave.

You should have known something was wrong when the man who never wanted to be interviewed before about the manor suddenly deciding to talk with you about it. Your “luck” was purely an opportunity for the men to enact their plan to take you.

You had tried to knock the door down, but it seemed to be reinforced with steel. You tried the window and came up with nothing, the glass thick enough for not even a bullet to break it, you guessed. This meant you were stuck, and you didn’t like it.

You had no remorse for any of the things the men had furnished the room with, choosing a pretty looking vase to smash against the wall first. You were in your very own rage room, smashing and breaking anything you could see.

However, when you went to smash a small table into the dresser, you faltered in your steps. Something within you was keeping you from doing any damage to the ancient dresser. It was ornate in design, the intricate woodwork had you stopping and moving to get a closer look.

You ran your hand up the flower design running up the bottom of the dresser, pressing softly on one of the petals by the edge and jumped back in shock.

The bottom panel of the dresser had fallen, revealing a hatch that held a couple of things. You noticed an old hairbrush with colors of lavender and cream, a handkerchief, and a book. You reached for the book, an innate need to see what was inside running through you.

Picking the book up, you moved back over to the bed, your footsteps soft as you did. Sitting in the middle of the large bed, you couldn’t help but to take a deep breath as your fingers grasped the cover of the book, turning it over to reveal handwriting that was oh so familiar to you.

Love does not end with death.

Some things are meant to last forever.

Your own handwriting stared back at you, the black ink peering into your soul and making your heart skip. It was as if your past self knew what would happen to her. And it crushed your soul all the same.

Turning the page again, unable to continue looking at the familiar script, you found old pictures, piercing eyes staring into your own. You recognized yourself within the image; the caption reading “Ellie and Jungkook”.

You recognized Jungkook as the man who helped bring you back to this room. You now understand the look of hesitation as he closed the door in your face. The forlorn look as he struggled with Namjoon’s decision.

You turned the page again to see the caption reading “Ellie, Jimin, and Taehyung. The morning after”. You were in the middle of the bed, with one man on either side of you, looking at you with an overabundance of love and adoration on their faces as they looked over at you.

You closed the book with a huff of exhaustion. You couldn’t understand why they looked at you with the same loving and adoring glance as they gave Ellie. They didn’t know you. You were not Ellie, nor would you ever be.

You could feel tears begin to fall down your cheeks as your breathing picked up. You were so overwhelmed by a flurry of emotions and things you didn’t understand that you couldn’t hold yourself back anymore.

You couldn’t understand why you wanted them to comfort you as you broke down. Why did you want them to whisper words of reassurance, of promise, as they held you. You hated the feelings building in your chest at your own presence, alone in the unfamiliar room. You wanted to hate the way they made you feel at a single glance, but you couldn’t.

You looked so much like their Ellie, and your feelings were soon becoming the ones she undoubtedly felt towards them. But you weren’t her, and you didn’t want to just lay down and let them pretend like you were. You were not her and you were not going to be a replacement like they wanted you to be.

It actually made you mad how easily you were falling for them in the little time you had been alone in the large room. What did they think? A couple of measly items from your past self and an old album would have you rushing to them, declarations of love pouring from your lips?

You threw the album away from you, crossing your arms at your chest as you tried to come up with a way to get out of the room again. You couldn’t understand why you were angry at the men, besides them kidnapping you. There was something building in your chest, something that had tears flowing down your cheeks, unable to stop the onslaught of them.

Somewhere, deep down that you wouldn’t acknowledge, you knew that you were upset that they weren’t with you, holding you like your body seemed to remember. You were upset and missing something that you remembered from your past life, something you never got in this one.

Soon, your angry tears turned into wistful tears, something compelling you to pull the album back to yourself, opening it up again and turning through the pages that tugged on the corners of your mind, nostalgia pulling at your heart.

You hated not knowing why you were feeling the way you were.

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Not even the smell of food could bring you out of the cocoon you built, trapping and hiding yourself away from the seven men who made your heartstrings appear out of nowhere, tugging and yanking at them.

It was warm under the blankets, and you knew that someone would be coming to try and get you soon, at least, you thought they were. You had no clue if they could eat normal food, or even drink water. You didn’t know anything about them other than that they claimed to be your soulmates and they drank blood. Oh, and that they seemingly lived forever.

You were right though, soon enough you heard footsteps get closer causing you to bury yourself deeper into your cocoon. You didn’t want to see them and have your heart melt again.

When the door opened, you stayed still, hoping they would think you were sleeping and leave you alone. It didn’t seem to work.

“Darling, we have food for you.” Jimin called out, straining his ears to hear your breathing coming from the bundle of blankets on the bed. He assessed the damage you caused to your old room before moving forward, Jungkook walking quietly behind him.

You could hear their soft footsteps, the creak of the wooden floor giving them away. You hadn’t responded to Jimin’s voice, remembering his name and voice from one of the stupid visions you couldn’t figure out how to stop.

“Do you think she is asleep?” Jungkook whispered in Jimin’s ear, causing your heart to speed up, hoping you got away without seeing them. They both heard your heartbeat though, causing a little laughter to come from the two.

“Baby, we can hear your heartbeat. We know you are awake.” Jimin spoke again, jumping onto the bed and jostling you a little.

“So, why don’t you come out of there and eat your lunch?” Jungkook suggested, only for you to shake your head, inadvertently making your cocoon of blankets shake.

“We ordered your favorite from the diner. The waitress said you used to get it all the time growing up?” Jungkook moved forward, holding the plate of food carefully as he sat on the edge of the bed. He and Jimin were elected to be the ones to bring your food up, Namjoon suggesting you wouldn’t want to eat in the dining room with them. Hoseok almost snuck up with them but Jin had to pull him back to the couch. Instead, Hoseok was elected to go and get the food from the diner with Namjoon.

But in reality, they had all wanted to spend some time with you. They knew if you were in the dining room with them all, more things would be broken and even more feelings hurt, as you still didn’t understand what was going on.

Your heartbeat sped up a little at the mention of your favorite food, but you knew it was just a ploy to get you out of the room, and out of your little cocoon. You felt safe in here, you didn’t feel safe with them. You wanted to go home.

“It’s just Jungkook and I. We uhm, we weren’t sure if you wanted any of the others to come in.” Jimin spoke, completely unsure of himself and his words, and your heart grew uncomfortable in your chest. These stupid feelings had you wanting to pull the man into your cocoon with you, make him feel safe.

Slowly, you pull the banket that was covering your face down, seeing it was in fact, just Jungkook and Jimin, Jungkook holding your favorite comfort food. The bowl of homemade macaroni and cheese with bacon crumbles on top smelled just like you remembered, and it made you feel even more at ease with the two vampires.

“We thought it might make you feel more comfortable if you ate in here… we can leave if you want?” Jimin’s voice sounded sad, yet hopeful as he finished his sentence. Jungkook had already handed the food to you once you managed to get yourself out of you small cocoon. Neither of the mates wanted to leave you alone again, but they would if you wanted them to.

However, now that your fear, and accompanying adrenalin, had subsided, you were tired, both physically and mentally and all you wanted was to be cuddled and held like when you were younger. You were so exhausted that you went with your instincts and let them stay, even pulling them into your half cocoon and practically laid on Jungkook as you slowly fed yourself.

You started to trust the two with your whole body, not just what memories and feelings you were receiving from your supposed past life. Despite your inner reluctance and fear, you fell asleep with them in your bed after you’re your tummy was full and your body cozy and warm..

#bts #bts au #bts historian au #bts vampire #bts vampire au #bts soulmate #bts soulmate au #soulmates #soul bond #bts reincarnation #reincarnated mc #historian mc #angst #some fluff #purpleyoonn #dance of time #possessive bts

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sweetcarrotsandroses97 · 1 year

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His Flower | KTH | Moodboard

Pairing: Yandere! Vampire! Taehyung x Fem! Reader

Summary: You thought you had met your soulmate in the most cute and cliché way you could possible could. But when Taehyung revealed his true identity to you, he did something you couldn't forgive him for. But that didn't stop him from making you stay with him forever.

Warnings: yandere! taehyung, angst, manipulation, possessiveness, kidnapping, marking (?), blood, biting (obviously), forced stay, fear, more angst, let me know if I missed anything!

~Masterlist

June/19/2023

#taehyung #kim taehyung #taehyung x reader #reader insert #bts fic #kim taehyung x you #kim taehyung x reader angst #yandere! taehyung #toxic love #vampire au #taehyung angst #possesive love #sweetcarrotsandroses97 #moodboard #bangtan sonyeondan

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thepinkproof · 2 years

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REIGN OF TERROR

chapter nine

You were born for him, he just knows it and you’re the only one who can cure him.

Genre: Yandere!Vampire Jungkook x Reader - a 10 chapter series inspired by Tangled and Beauty and the Beast

Warnings: yandere behavior, suicidal attempts and talks, violence, eventual smut, DEATH, reader is not mentally stable, slight cursing, misogyny

Taglist: @silversparkles11 @mwitsmejk @outro-kook @bishuthot @kooliv @syunchl @lauritakamaki @ash07128 @darkuni23 @era-genius @doublebunv @etsuko-99 @bbl32 @hoseoks7swrld @sweetbtsfoever @bxbyyyjocelyn @crazy-eight17 @mageprincess7 @devilsbooksworld @breadgeniedope @cara-18 @yourtmblrgirlfriend @sleepy-time-dreamy @angelarin @faerikitty @iloverubberduckiez-blog

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The room was quiet as a mouse, all that could be heard was shivers and the slight drop of tears and blood dropping on the floor.

They tried to maintain their confidence but they knew their destiny.

It was one of the few times humans and vampires were together. The remaining were still alive unlike their dead kind on the floor around them.

The remaining of Alana's army and human workers of the Chancellor's house stood before the three men. Two of them had their faces covered up in phantom masks.

But everyone knew the one bare face before them. Both human and vampires.

"Life is short for both of our kinds. Sure, vampires are immortal but we can be killed." Jungkook started. "But I don't want anyone here to die today." He chuckled in irony as he looked at the lifeless bodies around him.

"Vampires are useless without a leader, no guidance, they would just suck the blood out of all you poor humans. Humans can't live without a leader either, how would they eat and organize themselves.

But it is stupid to have our food raising our food and that is what Kim Namjoon is doing. Where is your savior Kim Namjoon humans?" He asked looking around the room for answers. Nobody dared to move. He shook his head in disappointment.

"Kim Namjoon is not here to save you, but I will. Vampires, bow down to me and I will let you live. Humans, bow down to me and you will live past today. Refusal will result to a painful, slow death by my henchmen."

Immediately most of the vampires bowed down in guilt and fear. Their knees almost crushing from the huge force as they fell down to their knees. However, some of the humans and vampires just stood there. Despite their dignity you could still see the slight sweat on their forehead.

"You will always be a coward, a dictator, nobody will ever truly serve you because they love you. Alana is more honorable, Jin is more honorable, your parents were more honorable." A brave older vampire spoke looking at Jungkook straight in the eye.

Jungkook eyebrow raised as he stepped towards the older man. His face was centimeters away from him as he inspected his face. He let out a soft chuckle.

"I remember you. You were a loyal advisor to my mother. How would she feel about you here, killing humans? The creatures she sympathized for."

The truth is Jungkook knew he was disliked and why he was disliked. People who liked, or even loved him, wanted the best for him. They would be honest with him and offer him advice. It all reminded him too much of her, his mother.

He hated love and affection from anyone. He only wanted people to worship and obey him. He enjoyed people being fearful of him. Too fearful to even try to love him.

If someone was to love him they would have to be perfect. They would have to never disappoint him. They would have to listen to him, be with him forever.

That's why Y/n was perfect for him. She wasn't as strong as a vampire but also wasn't as weak as a human. Meaning, she could never overpower him but neither was she just food.

She was promised a long life like him. She was beautiful, smart, but naive, and desperate. Also known as the perfect girl for him.

"I was raised to follow whoever is ruling. Even if I didn't agree with their policies they were always intelligent and had the right intentions for our people. You only care for yourself Jungkook. Your mother would be disappointed." He shouted determined that everyone in the room hear his rebellion.

His eyes became a darker red in rage. His hand wrapped around the man's neck and have it a hard squeeze. "Do. not. speak. on. my. mother." He seethed. The man looked into his eyes with no fear as he took his last breath.

Jungkook tuned out the screams around him as he sighed. He turned around slightly at his two masked men, Taehyung and Jimin. "Kill the rest who refused to kneel." He ordered.

Taehyung and Jimin bared their swords and fangs out and strutted their way towards the rebels.

"Wouldn't it be easier to kill the one you really want?" Namjoon interrupted as he walked into the room. Taehyung and Jimin immediately pointed their swords to him.

Jungkook chuckled at the familiar voice. He didn't have to turn around to know who it was. "Kim Namjoon, its been a long time." Jungkook grinned.

"And yet you still have not learned. Bodies scattered all over the halls, both of our people. It's time we've settle this and stop letting our people get hurt." Namjoon dictated.

Jungkook scoffed: "Everything was settled. Until you killed my mother! She made an alliance with you, she trusted you!" He yelled pain laced in his voice from the memories.

Namjoon eyes were filled with guilt. He did this. He turned Jungkook to this monster. He was the reason he was like this. "You're right. I betrayed her trust. My people didn't trust her because she was a vampire so I struck first so they would be happy. I didn't want to kill her Jungkook. But being a leader is about doing what your people want, even if you don't agree with it." He revealed.

Jungkook stared at him emotionless. "All these years I've been the bad guy because I've done what I've wanted. But look at you Namjoon." He chuckled. "You're miserable. Your people didn't reelect you. You spent twenty years alone with no family. Just a slave to your people, doing what they want. Is that why you kept poor Y/n in a basement her whole life?"

Namjoon nodded. "I've done things I'm not proud of. Feeling guilty is a sign of humanity. I rather feel guilty than feel emotionless for my sins like you." He spit.

Jungkook glared at Namjoon. "Finish your orders." He directed Taehyung and Jimin.

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Y/n's heart beat at an irregular pace. She has been hiding watching Namjoon and Jungkook fight. She didn't know if she should unveil herself.

This was her opportunity to run. She knew Jungkook would always come looking for her but was she wrong to stop fighting?

She had to be with Jungkook. Not because of love but she needed him. She didn't know why but it was bigger than the two of them. It was almost like it was apart of her destiny.

Although she felt bad for Alana and felt stupid for not running away, she knew it was the right decision.

Taking a deep breath she slowly showed herself gaining the two men's attention. Jungkook had his foot on Namjoon's neck. Open, bloody wounds littered across Namjoon’s body. He slowly turned his neck looking at her in the eye.

But she couldn't look away from Jungkook's confident smirk at her.

"Jungkook, please stop." She said in a sweet but shaky voice making slow steps to the image before her.

He rolled his eyes before scoffing. "Y/n, my love, i knew you would return to me. I'm not surprised that our days apart have caused you to become brainwashed. Namjoon here has caused pain among both of our lives, I will not stop."

Y/n looked at Namjoon's bruised face. He stared back with a look of helplessness and sorrow. The truth is Y/n didn't feel sorry for him. Even if he meant no harm by his actions, even if he was the one who helped her minutes prior.

"You don't deserve to kill him Jungkook." Y/n hissed at him.

Jungkook was surprised at her newfound braveness. He raised his eyebrow at her before chuckling. "Oh I see love. How could I forget? We made a deal that we would kill him together." He smiled looking at Namjoon.

Namjoon started to panic, his breath getting shorter against Jungkook's shoe. Seeing no hope in Jungkook he looked to Y/n.

"Y/n, please, I helped you. I'm sorry for what I did but I'm not your enemy. H-He is." He croaked looking over to Jungkook.

Y/n ignored him. "You think killing him will rid your pain but you will still be miserable after you kill him. It took me awhile to register that this man is nothing but a follower. Scarlett has been ordering him around and before him, his people. If you want your revenge you would kill her." She suggested to him.

Jungkook gazed at her with no emotion before removing his foot off Namjoon. Namjoon let our a yell trying to attack him once again but Jungkook held him still. Looking into his eyes he used him conpulsion. "You will not move old man."

Y/n was shocked. She has never seen Jungkook use that ability before. It was likely because every vampire willingly followed him.

In a blink of a eye Jungkook had Y/n pinned to the wall. Her mouth dropping at the closeness his face was to hers. "Did you miss me?" He breathed out. It was as if she said no his whole world would crumble.

"In some ways." She murmured not looking him in the eye, ashamed of her answer. The truth is she missed his familiarity, he made her feel somewhat safe. The past couple of days she haven't felt that way.

Satisfied with the answer he connected his lips with hers in passion and need. Y/n didn't dare to kiss back. But she know moving would make him even more mad.

Surprisingly he didn't complain. Instead he stared deeply into her eyes like a plea. He softly grabbed her hands into his. "Kill him. This is our chance to finally having the life we wanted. I'll be king without any enemies, our bond will grow stronger. You can go outside, enjoy the fresh air and be my queen."

Y/n looked into Namjoon's helpless eyes. She didn't really trust Jungkook but his offer was tempting. She still hated Namjoon even though she knew he wasn't her enemy.

Seeing how conflicted she was he pushed harder. " To be my queen you must follow my orders, kill him. He’s weak, choke him with your hands, end all of this." He persuaded in a more tempting and urgent tone.

He thought he was getting through her. She was conflicted, meaning part of her wanted to. But she couldn't. She didn't see Namjoon in a hateful manner like she used to.

"No. I have no ordeal with him. Do what you please; burn him, stab him, choke him. But do not involve me." She said strictly as she tried to break free from his hold. After a few seconds of her struggling he finally let her go but his threatening glare didn't leave.

She knew exiting the room wasn't an option, but it didn't stop her from trying. Instantly, Jungkook speeded in front of her. "Ah ah ah. I wanted you to kill Namjoon so you won't have to see the gruesome effects of 20 years of anger that will occur when I kill him, but I guess now you will have to watch me darling.” He smirked.

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Miriam searched endlessly throughout the building. She knew he was here. She could feel it.

Soon, all this would be her problem. She would be the chancellor. Despite seeing all the dead bodies of her people she was only really worried about one.

She loved him, she really did. She hoped he wasn't involved with the masses of bodies around her but it didn't matter to her. Their love was strong, they would do anything for each other.

"How could you ever think we could get along? Look around humans and vampires dead. Do you really think there could be peace for all beings? This is the vampires fault; Jungkook fault!" Scarlett yelled from behind her.

"I know it is. Vampires originated from humans. The very first vampire was a human that was turned by a witch. Vampires are just the treacherous embodiment of a human if they had power. They are both the same, they need each other to survive. The witches, they are the ones that will keep the peace and balance.” Miriam explained without turning around.

A loud laugh echoed throughout the room. "Oh human, you live in such a fairytale. I was born with this curse. Do you know what it's like to crave blood so bad that at any moment you could murder? Humans… they live such a short life…but it's a perfect one. If witches exist they wouldn't let innocent vampires suffer with this curse!" She said with her voice getting angrier every word in.

Miriam didn't even bother to look back. She was beyond irritated with Scarlett. "Do you know what I advise Scarlett? Deal with it. What distraction will you have to avoid your self hatred now that Namjoon's rule is almost over? Find a fucking hobby." She yelled.

"If I kill you Namjoon can be Chancellor again, than I can find a fucking hobby." She mocked as her fangs came out of her mouth. Miriam turned around as she watched as Scarlett lunged at her.

Unfazed Miriam lifted her hand up causing Scarlett to rise in the air, unable to move.

She looked at Miriam in shock as she tried to struggle. How was this possible? How was she able to do this? No vampire had the power of telepathy.

She than came to realize what Miriam meant earlier when she talked about witches.

"I've had enough of you Scarlett. Nobody will stop me from getting the man I love and making the world peaceful enough where we can raise a child. Not even you can stop me." Miriam warned her eyes becoming a light purple.

Scarlett mouth dropped at her first sight of a witch. She knew she couldn't defeat Miriam. "J-Jimin right? I want the same thing with Namjoon! Destroy vampirism and we can all be happy!" She pleaded with tears coming out her eyes.

Miriam said no words as she watched Scarlett panic. Her eyes pleading at Miriam for an answer for what she would call a curse. She has never seen Scarlett like this. The once strong and resilient woman breaking down. She felt sorry for her. It was as if she finally understood.

"I'll free you from this pain Miriam." She sighed. Scarlett came to a realization of what she meant and shook her head in panic. "No, no! Don't do it." She begged.

But Miriam knew this was the only answered. Closing her eyes she felt Scarlett's blood began turning to ashes. She ignored her screams as she continued until the screams stopped. Opening her eyes she looked at the pile of ashes on the ground that was once the legendary Scarlett.

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Y/n watched as Jimin and Miriam embraced each other as if they haven't seen each other in years. Tears fell down their face and it was as if nothing could separate them at this moment.

They were truly in love. Jimin allowed and helped Miriam’s dreams come true because he loved her. Miriam defended the vampires because she loved him.

For a moment, Y/n wished she had love like that. Perhaps she already did, or maybe she wasn't destined to be truly loved.

Jungkook's love felt force and counterfeit, but it also was the only love she had. Jungkook looked at Y/n's face trying to detect her emotion. It was because of his ego he assumed Y/n was jealous that she wasn't getting the same affection that Miriam was receiving .

Y/n let out a small gasp as Jungkook hugged her from behind. "Don't worry baby. Nobody can separate us anymore. I know my enemies have done so but I'm stronger now. I will defeat anyone who threatens our love." He whispered sweetly in her ear.

"I just want to go home." She mumbled looking down at the ground. Yes she called it home. What else would be her home? The basement she lived in.

"Yes….then we can discuss your betrayal but what do we expect from a spoiled naughty girl." He scoffed.

Y/n's head quickly turned as she lifted her eyebrow in confusion. "I do not know what betrayal you speak of Jungkook."

"It's King Jungkook now. You betrayed me when you let that bitch touch you. You're mines, how dare you let someone take your blood?!" He yelled.

Y/n didn't even bother to explain herself. She crossed her arms in defiance. "Don't you think the word dictator suits you more? You lost to Alana. You didn't earn the title, you took it by force." She confidently retorted to him.

She smiled a bit as she watched Jungkook get even angrier. "The title was mine from the beginning you know that." He chuckled in disbelief. "Fine i'll be the dictator darling. I will always take what I want because I deserve it. And no matter what happens in the end, I will always win. You should be happy, everything you always wanted I will give you, simply cause I can."

"And with every dictatorship comes a revolution." She said before looking away from him.

"There will be no revolutions." He pulled out an object from his pocket. Y/n has seen something similar to it before. It was a necklace. "This will keep anyone from taking what I deserve."

Y/n was caught off guard when he wrapped it around his neck. "Years ago, when I was scouting for blood to drink a woman was wearing this necklace. I drunk her blood and spit it out, it was repulsive to me. It turns out she was a witch and she spelled the necklace to protect herself from vampires. When I tried to take it off, it burned my hand, it would have killed a normal vampire. But lets just say I've always been stronger. I drunk from her until she was almost dry, compelled her to forget and stole the necklace. I should have killed her because a few days later she was the one who put the spell that caused my sickness. But since I compelled her she forgot that I even drunk from her and died. My guess would be extreme blood lost. Having this necklace is a trophy of my excellence and I want you to wear it to protect you." He explained.

Jimin and Taehyung watched in disgust as Jungkook told the story and Miriam, horror. Y/n stared at the necklace, it was beautiful. She saw no downside in wearing it. It's not like Y/n was handing out her blood to everyone. Alana tricked her.

"Councilman!" A familiar voice called out to Miriam.

Y/n knew the voice very well. It was Hobi. Although unharmed he looked distraught by the scenery around him. How brave he was to approach the Ruthless three.

Miriam already looked like she saw a ghost. Between Jungkook's story and Hoseok catching her with Jimin and the man who just killed her own people, she was embarrassed. Nevertheless, she cleared her throat. " Yes?"

"Namjoon is dead, as well as Scarlett. Many of our people are dead. We need you right now. You are our new chancellor." He reminded her.

Miriam looked over to Jimin with a disappointed face. They were finally reunited and now they would have to disperse once again. Jimin gave her a reassuring nod, he understood.

"I'll be there in a moment. Thank you."

Hobi looked over to Y/n. Somehow when Y/n saw Hobi all she had was positive and happy memories. She held no hostility towards him.

Hobi glanced at Jungkook's protective glare at him. Y/n looked almost like a prisoner near Jungkook's arms.

"Mane fortis, parve unus. Memento qui sis." Hobi assured Y/n. Immediately, Y/n recognized the language. It was one of the many languages he taught her.

Y/n gave him a small smile. "Gratias tibi. Vale."

Jungkook drew his sword out and placed it near Hobi's neck. "What did you say to her?!!" He yelled. Surprisingly, Hobi did not look scared. In that moment he was prepared to die. Besides, people he has known his whole life bodies' were scattered all throughout the area.

Y/n quickly tried to pull Jungkook away from him. "Jungkook, it was just an encouraging quote. Nothing to ponder over." She explained.

Jungkook reluctantly stepped back and put his sword back. Hobi was obviously human, he was not a threat.

Jimin and Miriam said their goodbyes hoping they see each other soon. Leaving behind a trail of death, the Ruthless Three finally left the human city.

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Y/n's arrival to the castle was quiet. Jungkook wouldn't say much but he was touchy; holding her hand or wrapping his arms around her waist.

They were finally back to where they began. The heavily decorated huge bedroom that felt so quiet and empty.

Jungkook hated the way Y/n was acting. She was no longer fawning over him. She looked uninterested in him. He thought before the fight things were fine between him.

It was all Alana's fault. What did he say to her? He had to blame someone, he was too perfect to make mistakes.

"Look at me Y/n." He demanded. She looked at him, not because he asked but she wanted to see his emotions. He was also too quiet for someone who just took back his rulership.

Jungkook quickly made his way towards Y/n holding her shoulders. "Look at me like I am your true love. What must I do to be that?" He begged.

Jungkook was aware he looked desperate. He would hate for anyone to see him like this. But Y/n was right earlier, all the love around him is fake. He need her love to be real.

Y/n thought about Jungkook's question. What was her idea of love? What do she want? "I- You're- I don't know you. I know how you are, but I don't know you. Who were you before the Reign of Terror?"

Jungkook sighed as he remembered his childhood. "That person is dead. He died when Namjoon killed his mother." He revealed.

"Why would I love a dead man?"

Jungkook immediately shook his head. "No darling you need to love who I am now!" He articulated.

"You're right the man you were died that day. Who you are now is an embodiment of pain and arrogance. My life is just beginning and yours ended years ago. If I am to love you you must be yourself."

Jungkook smiled . "Yes, yes. Just try baby."

Jungkook had hope. He could already imagine him and Y/n living the perfect life together as King and Queen.

But Y/n had lost hope. She only said what he wanted to hear. Part of her did hope he would change but she was done falling for people games now. She will now play her own.

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bonny-kookoo · 11 months

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The Basement.

Here you can find all works currently on hold/discontinued due to lack of interaction or because readers simply did not enjoy them. This is not to make anyone feel bad, just for organizing.

⛔️ : On hold. || 🗑: Discontinued || ❓️ : unclear

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Devil In Disguise [Mafia Jimin x Hybrid Reader] 🗑

Welcome To The Show: The Game [Jimin x Reader]❓️

All Reaction Content 🗑

Nightlight [Demon!Jimin x Reader] 🗑

Heart Shot [Jikook x Reader] 🗑

Sunset Songs [OT7 x Hybrid Reader] ⛔️

Lovebirds [Hybrid Hoseok x Hybrid Reader] ⛔️

Concept Of Happiness [Human Yoongi x Alien Hoseok x Alien Reader] 🗑

Sunshine Baby [Hoseok x Reader] 🗑

Risk It [Private Detective Jungkook x Reader] 🗑

Aggressor [Bounty Hunter Jungkook x Reader] ⛔️

God's Plan [Demigod Jungkook x Angel Reader] 🗑

By Chance [Soulmate Jungkook x Soulmate Reader] ⛔️

Bloodlust [Vampire Jungkook x Reader] ⛔️

Moon of Claiming [Werewolf Jungkook x Werewolf Reader] ❓️

Lost Boy [Taehyung x Reader, spin-off to Good Girl]🗑

Burn It [Dragon Yoongi x Dragon Reader] ⛔️

Bunny Boy [Yandere!Jungkook x Reader] ⛔️

Crossroads [Ex!Jungkook x Reader] ❓️

Playdates [DDLG, Jungkook x Reader] ⛔️

Final Freedom [Demon!JK x Reader] 🗑

Scratch My Heart [Yoongi x Cat Hybrid!Reader] ⛔️

Oceans [Pirate!JK x Mermaid!Reader] 🗑

Monochrome [Tiger!Jungkook x Munchkin Cat!Reader] ❓️

Hatred [ Jungkook x Reader] ❓️

[NEW] Starry Skies [Alpha!JK x Omega!Reader] ❓️

[NEW] Bad Habits [Jungkook x Reader] ❓️

more might be added

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#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #yoongi imagine #park jimin imagine #namjoon imagine #seokjin imagine #bts taehyung imagines #hoseok imagine #min yoongi imagines

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hobicakess · 2 years

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IT WAS THE MONSTERS! : COMING SOON!!

SUMMARY: You were born with the ability to see and spot out spirts and monsters. From vampires, to werewolves, demons, ghost and ghouls. Now as an adult you use this “gift” to help your clients overcome their worst demons. The “gift” you had never really caused you trouble now that you’re an adult but you guess some monsters don’t like psychics interfere with their fun.

RATING: 18+

PAIRING: ot7 x reader | poly!au

part 1

One night while you were closing your shop two men walked in one short and blond, the other dark haired, and taller than the other. They were both dangerously handsome and the energy that came from them was hot, sensual, and angry. The blond stormed up to you hissing, eyes turning an unnatural shade of black. “So you’re the one putting us out of business?”

Staring at his face you could definitely tell this was one of the men disrupting the lives of so many men and women. So many of your clients have complained about these two men being a one night stand at some club, then as days go on they invade their dreams, and every single thought. Jimin and Taehyung the dynamics incubus duo.

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spookyserenades · 17 days

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Lowkey stalking your page saw your post about the yandere vampire, I AM BEGGING ON BOTG KNEES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE 🙏🚶‍♀️🧎‍♀️

WELL GUESS WHAT IT IS HAPPENING!!!!!!!

Working title to the ot7 yandere vampire fic (a la spookyserenades): SANCTITY ❤️

I have created moodboards for each of the boys so far, and if you missed the post where I talked about tentatively planning this fic, as well as the eras I'm planning on having each of them from, here ya go!

Seokjin

Yoongi

Hoseok

Namjoon

Jimin

Taehyung

Jeongguk

eeeeee v excited heheheheh........

#I AM SOOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! READY FOR THIS #sanctity #asks #dana's thoughts

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thvalentin · 6 months

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—BLUE MOON 🌚 thv series. [MASTERPOST]

lowercase intended.

starring: yandere!vampirebf!thv & italia

genre: angst; fluff; smut (not pwp, i know shocker from me right?)

setting: somewhere in europe.

summary: since the day he laid eyes on italia, taehyung took a vow to protect her from the world— especially his world.

warning: implied vampire shit; cursing; italia's parents would never approve of taehyung; religion; new moon inspired; possibly cringe; in depth oc descriptions; fight scenes

music to listen to while you read

—PROLOGUE; absolutely no one.

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"and so the tiger fell in love with the rabbit." taehyung caresses italia's cheek, his loving eyes gaze into her soul searching every part of it— for the malice that lives inside of him in her, but it is nowhere to be found. she's angel pure, seduced by the chaos that lingers within the remnants of his forsaken soul,

"how silly of the rabbit.." her european accent pops followed by her saccharine laugh, as her face nuzzles against his soft, stone-cold hand. soft honey filled eyes flutter shut, a fuzzing hum resonating from the girl. italia understands nothing about her boyfriend, but needs to be apart of everything he is; by taehyung's side until she's dust and carried away by the wind. italia is acutely aware of the danger she puts herself in everyday just by knowing what he is, but she knows just as well that her man would hunt anyone to the end of the universe if they dared to tarnish a single hair on her pretty little head.

no one is an exception to this silent vow,

absolutely no one.

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PROLOGUE; absolutely no one

CHAPTER ONE; coming soon

CHAPTER TWO; coming soon

CHAPTER THREE; coming soon

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Bon Voyage: Into the Sea - Chapter 6

A storm capsized your boat and looks like you were the only survivor. Somehow you made it to shore, but where? Stranded, you suddenly find out you are not alone, and now you’re stuck in the middle of a centuries old conflict between 7 monsters.

BTS fantasy AU. OT7 x reader. werewolf!Namjoon x werewolf!Hoseok x werewolf!Jungkook x siren!Yoongi x vampire!Jimin x vampire!Jin x whatis?Taehyung.

If you enjoy this series and want more updates, please leave a comment or reblog!

Warnings: smutty content, mind control, blood-drinking cause vampire things, dubconish, light yandere, voyeur, lots of neck licking lol

Word count: 12.1k

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“You are going to be the reason we all die.”

“Jimin, stop,” Jin says. “Dove, we need to know what Taehyung said to you,” he asks, much more diplomatically.

You shake your head, trying to make your way closer to the vampires, but the men around you have made an impressive barrier. How are you going to explain the lost months you experienced, the things you witnessed in Jimin’s memory? You stare at the angry younger vampire, how are you going to convince Jimin to help you?

“Jimin, you need to bite me.”

“What?!”

“What did you do to her?!” Hoseok roars at the vampire in question, who looks equally as shocked and offended at the accusation.

“Nothing!” you interject, but your words fall on deaf ears.

“He did something to her to make her act like this!” Hoseok yells louder, turning his frustrations onto his pack leader.

“She has been calling out to him since we found her,” Yoongi tells Namjoon, confirming Hoseok’s accusations.

“What?! What did you do!” Jungkook growls out. “I’ll kill you-”

“It’s my fault that she's obsessed with me?” Jimin crosses his arms, looking away like the entire display was beneath him.

“Do you want to stop Taehyung or not?!”

The men exchange looks. “We need a plan, a real one,” Yoongi says, dismissing you. “The longer we wait-”

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“And how the hell did they break?!” Hoseok yells accusingly.

“Don’t look at me!” the merman counters, “There should have been no fucking conceivable way to break those spells,” he glances towards the youngest vampire who furiously glares back.

“Well it happened, okay, and now is not the time to argue about it, we need to work together to stop him, there is no telling what he is capable of now.”

“Hello!? I have a way to stop him!”

“What is it, Dove?”

“I told you! Jimin needs to bi-”

“No! No way in hell.”

“Oh I am going to kill you!”

“KILL ME?! I’LL KILL YOU.”

“Everyone, silence!” Namjoon bellows and a tense silence settles in the air.

You speak up first, desperate to make them understand you. “Jin, why exactly did you forbid Jimin to bite me in the first place? Huh? Why?!” you challenge him.

Everyone stares at the eldest, even the vampire in question himself. Seokjin’s finger runs over his forehead, moving a stray lock of hair back in place. He clears his throat, “I did not want to cause him any pain-”

“What do you mean pain?” Jimin asks, repulsed. “She can’t hurt me!”

You huff, “Your memories, Jimin, your life-”

“There are certain memories better forgotten,” Seokjin interjects.

“No, no,” you say shakily. You had wished to forget this place so many times locked up in the vampire’s lair, and then when you did, you lost more than just the memories, you lost yourself. “No.”

And Jimin, he too, is lost.

You glance over to the defiant vampire. “You have to bite me, you’re the only one who can stop Taehyung!”

Jimin looks around at everyone’s concerned faces, growing more irritated. Why does he have to be the one to stop Taehyung? Jimin never agreed to even help! And what makes you even think he has that kind of power?

“Why?” It was Hoseok who questioned you angrily, upset at the way you are treating Jimin with such fondness. “Why him?!”

“Because he knows magic,” you say simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“I d-don’t know magic,” he spits out. You couldn’t be any more wrong, Jimin thinks, who the fuck do you think you are, acting like you know so much about him, better than himself!

But everyone is silent, eyes full of guilt and remorse, looking at him as if they know something he doesn’t. The kind of look that Jimin despises.

“You do,” you say with more conviction. “When you were human. I can show you.” You hold out your arm to him as the pack tries still to barricade your body away from the vampires.

“What is she talking about, Jin?” he turns to the eldest.

“Jin, we don’t have time, you need to be honest with him!”

“Shut up! You are the reason we are even in this mess to begin with, you know that? Just how many times did we tell you to not get so comfy with Taehyung. You let him use you, because you’re weak, you’re-”

“And what about you?! You let Taehyung use you too, didn’t you?!” you scream, your anger getting the better of you.

“Stop!” Namjoon bellows, “Everyone, stop!” He looks furious with you, his hard glare instantly making you feel small and apologetic.

“Don’t order me around, you filthy beast!” Jimin hisses at Namjoon, deep and threatening, his eyes glowing with rage.

“We don't have time,” you whimper desperately.

Your head is pounding. You feel it…

…inside of you, in the back of your mind…screaming, wrapping around your bones…

…the dread of something horrible coming for you all.

Jimin can’t believe he’s stuck here until sunset! Inside this idiot infested house with the biggest of the idiots telling him the most ridiculous things he’s ever heard. It’s insufferable, you’re insufferable, the way you stare at him now. Whatever spell Taehyung inflicted on you has only changed you for the worse.

“Jimin, I’m afraid we need to work together on this.” The younger vampire yanks himself away from Jin’s comforting hand. He’s beginning to think Seokjin is equally to blame as much as you. He’s beginning not to trust him…

“I’m not fucking helping any of you,” he stares at you, glowering. “Let Taehyung tear you apart,” he growls, baring his fangs.

You shake your head in disbelief. “You wanted to be a doctor, you loved helping people, you became a medic in the military. You fought for your country, you saved people,” you ramble on and on, hoping to convince the vampire to listen to reason. You’re angry that no one has told him, they should have, this shouldn’t be coming from you!

Jimin yells, picks up and throws a wicker chair in your direction in his anger, which Jungkook stops with ease, the chair exploding when it hits the youngest’s shoulder.

Hoseok has had just about enough of Jimin, he hasn’t forgotten the scars he witnessed across your body, he hasn’t forgotten the way you looked so fragile when he found you. This was all the vampires’ fault, and Jimin most of all. That arrogant, cruel, deceptive little-

Hoseok transforms instantly, pouncing on Jimin.

Yoongi pulls you back as the others transform as well. You’re both thrown to the ground as they fight, as they tear the house apart from the inside, unable to cohabitate any longer.

You groan, rolling over, still attempting to get to the headstrong vampire, your hand pressing into broken glass and blood escaping.

At the smell it wasn’t Jimin, but Jin who lost control. So many days drinking from you, addicted in more ways than one. His eyes glow red, searching out your blood.

Namjoon’s large snout sinks its teeth into the eldest vampire and the fighting only escalates tenfold. Everything is loud, everything is chaos. You try to keep moving closer to the chaos still, until you notice something familiar in front of you.

You notice the redness of the gem that had fallen out of Yoongi’s pack in the chaos, now shining brighter than ever.

Oh no. You can feel it again, pulling you in. You shuffle backwards, clutching your chest, closing your eyes tightly as the gem burns brighter, glowing like the vampires’ eyes then glowing even more until it envelops the entire home.

“Do you all want to stop Taehyung or not?!”

The men exchange looks. “We need a plan, a real one,” Yoongi says, dismissing you. “The longer we wait-”

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“And how the hell did they break?!” Hoseok yells accusingly.

“Don’t look at me!” the merman counters, “There should have been no fucking conceivable way to break those spells,” he glances towards the youngest vampire who glares back.

“Well it happened, okay, and now is not the time to argue about it, we need to work together to stop him, there is no telling what he is capable of now.”

“Hello!? I have a way to stop him!”

“What is it, Dove?”

“I told you! Jimin needs to bi-”

“No! No way in hell.”

“Oh I am going to kill you!”

“KILL ME?! I’LL KILL YOU.”

“Everyone, silence!” Namjoon bellows and a tense silence settles in the air.

This is getting you nowhere. Good God, how are you supposed to make six stubborn beings listen to you?! Think, y/n. Think! You try to come up with a plan, but your head is throbbing in pain.

Jimin speaks up first, “Just what are you playing at, pet?”

You look up at him. “Pull my memories. You’ve already done it once. Just do it again.”

Seokjin looks over at the younger vampire in disbelief.

“I have not,” Jimin looks at you furiously for getting him in trouble over a lie. “She’s obviously suffering from some delusional episode! Listen, you wretched human girl! You’re nothing to me, you mean nothing, so stop these fantasies! right! now!”

“You have, and we saw your mother. You just, ugh, don’t remember because it happened in the future, ugh, just-” you groan, clutching your head. It’s pounding more than ever, and you feel it, inside of you, in the back of your mind screaming, wrapping around your bones, the dread of something horrible coming for you all. Your body starts shaking and Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist to steady you.

Jimin can’t believe he’s stuck here until sunset! Inside this idiot infested house with the biggest of the idiots telling him the most ridiculous things he’s ever heard. His mother? You saw his mother? How dare you even talk about her! Like you know anything about her, like you know more than Jimin, who well, knows nothing about his mother…and he doesn’t care to know!

Who the fuck do you think you are, acting like you know so much about him, better than himself! It’s insufferable, you’re insufferable. Whatever spell that Taehyung inflicted on you has only changed you for the worse. “See! She’s lost it,” he yells, pointing at you. “So weak!”

“Please, I’m not lying,” you cry out. You feel sick. You just want to save them, why won’t they listen to you?! Jungkook holds you tighter as your legs give out.

“What’s happening to her!” Hoseok looks over to his leader worriedly, holding onto your shoulders to keep you upright as you slump forward.

“I think it has something to do with this,” Yoongi pulls the red amulet from his pouch, holding the necklace up and letting it dangle for everyone to see.

“No!” You can’t stop it, it’s already starting again, the red glow emanating directly from the gem, covering everyone and everything in that same red hue, until that’s all you can see.

You clutch your chest, closing your eyes tightly as it burns brighter, until it envelops the entire home.

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“And how the hell did they break?!” Hoseok yells accusingly.

“Don’t look at me!” the merman counters, “There should have been no fucking conceivable way to break those spells,” he glances towards the youngest vampire who glares back.

“Well it happened, okay, and now is not the time to argue about it, we need to work together to stop him, there is no telling what he is capable of now.”

“Hello!? I have a way to stop him!”

“What is it, Dove?”

“I told you! Jimin needs to bi-”

“No! No way in hell.”

“Oh I am going to kill you!”

“KILL ME?! I’LL KILL YOU.”

“Everyone, silence!” Namjoon bellows and a tense silence settles in the air.

You feel your stomach turn again. You feel winded, like you’ve been running. You massage your temples, wiping away the accumulating sweat. God, how are you supposed to make six stubborn beings listen to you?! Think, y/n. Think!

“Why?” Jungkook speaks first, voice full of pain. “Why Jimin out of all of us?” Your heart drops at his hurt expression. You don’t know the right way to explain to Jungkook, to all of them, why this needs to be done, especially now when your head feels like it’s about to explode. When did you become so jittery? What is happening?! You try to concentrate and think, but where do you even begin?

“W-We all know the power they have, right?” You gesture to the vampires. “The way they can look into your memories when they…but Jimin has never bitten me,” technically that is correct in this point in time, “only Jin-”

“Yeah, and just why is that?” Jimin looks at the eldest vampire pointedly, crossing his arms, fed up with Seokjin’s obtuse answers. “Explain.”

Seokjin sighs, straightening the wrinkly shirt Namjoon had given him to wear. “It was for your protection,” he addresses Jimin.

“Protection from what?!” Jimin asks, repulsed. “She can’t hurt me!”

“We don’t have time for this,” you mutter. You feel it, inside of you, in the back of your mind screaming, wrapping around your bones, the dread of something horrible coming for you all. “Seokjin, make Jimin bite me!”

“SEOKJIN DOESN’T MAKE ME DO ANYTHING,” Jimin roars. You couldn’t be any more wrong, Jimin thinks, who the fuck do you think you are, acting like you know so much about Seokjin, about him, better than himself!

“THEN JUST BITE ME!” You scream back. “You’ve been wanting to all this time!”

The pack watches you argue, stunned into silence. This is news to everyone else; Jimin hasn’t bitten you? And furthermore, Seokjin didn’t want him to bite you. Seokjin had found Namjoon and explained most of what happened, but not that.

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“Stay here, in case Hoseok returns.” That was a direct order from his pack leader, and as much as Jungkook wanted to disobey and run towards the thundering noise that had rattled their home, the older shapeshifter was leagues above the young wolf in strength and dominance.

It was luck that Namjoon encountered the pair of vampires instead of his brothers. If it had been anyone else, the vampires might not have made it out with their heads. But Namjoon was always the type to observe first, take everything in before making any rash decision, it’s what kept him alive this long and made Namjoon a leader.

Jin and Namjoon were talkers. They were, even in their wildest days, the best at beguiling, enticing, drawing in others with their words, and upon meeting, they realized they had finally met their match. Namjoon’s most favorite nights were conversations with Seokjin, picking apart the intricacies of the humanities. Two beasts had become obsessed with learning and gaining a humanity of their own.

Namjoon would have torn them apart otherwise. But the magical blasts had knocked the younger more confrontational vampire out, and Seokjin pleaded with Namjoon to listen to his story. “Taehyung has escaped.” With a start like that, Namjoon couldn’t resist not learning more.

With the sun soon rising and Taehyung out there somewhere, Namjoon had little options left but to invite the wounded vampires into his home.

While you were in another part of the island healing and trying to bridge the peace amongst two headstrong beasts, Namjoon and Seokjin were coming to their own kind of peace, a détente at least for the time being, an opportunity to speak to each other like old times now that they had a bigger enemy then themselves.

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“Well now I don’t want to.” Jimin crosses his arms, looking away.

You look at him in disbelief. Ugh. This is driving you crazy, there is no time to be like this. ‘Fucking Jimin,’ he really knows how to push your last button. Fuck, you are so over this!

You think about the crying man on the floor, covered in your blood with a broken expression on his face, you think about that sweet boy, crying for his mother. Somewhere deep inside Jimin is that sweet boy who cried.

You look down at your nails with one last hope remaining. You’ll just have to make him drink from you.

You dig your nails into your forearm, scratching your skin as deep as you can.

But it was Seokjin who lost control. So many days drinking from you, addicted in more ways than one. His eyes turning red, searching out your blood.

Fur envelopes you, Jungkook and Hoseok shielding you with their large canine bodies while Seokjin lunges for you, stopped short by Namjoon’s fangs.

Jimin throws the beast off the older vampire. Jimin, full of rage, tears his sharp nails into Namjoon’s coat. Yoongi screams for Jin, his influential words finally knocking him out of his blood stupor. Then he calls out to the younger vampire, “Jimin, stop.”

But Jimin is already too full of rage to listen to reason. He can’t stand being stuck in this idiot infested house any longer. It’s insufferable, you’re insufferable, the way you stare at him now. Whatever spell that Taehyung inflicted on you has only changed you for the worse! He should have never listened to Seokjin! He’s beginning not to trust him-

Seokjin addresses the two wolves next to you as the younger vampire lashes out. “Take her out of here, hurry!” he yells, attempting with difficulty to retain the younger vampire with Yoongi’s and Namjoon’s help.

“No!” you scream at the top of your lungs, “You don’t understand!”

A deep growl from Jungkook frightens you into silence. His fangs are around your stomach, only holding you still, not puncturing into you, but it’s terrifying nonetheless as he yanks you backwards, his hind legs digging into the earth.

You cry once outside, unable to pull yourself together. You pull at Jungkook’s fangs, attempting to unlock his jaw from your side and the large beast begins to whimper in anguish at your attempts to flee from him, extinguishing the fight inside you.

Nothing is working! Nothing! It’s hopeless, you’re all going to die, you think, either by Taehyung’s hands or by each others. You cry harder into Jungkook’s fur, who has wrapped his large canine body around yours.

“…what?” You see it from the open door and your body acts on impulse as you claw at the ground, trying to move closer, uncaring if Jungkook’s teeth tear at your skin. Tears dry up as you watch the house start to glow red, brighter than anything you’ve ever seen before.

No, that’s not quite true. You’ve seen that red glow befo-

“We need a plan, a real one,” Yoongi says, dismissing you. “The longer we wait-”

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks. “Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” you murmur to yourself. Jungkook and Jimin glance towards your way.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“And how the hell did they break?!” Hoseok yells accusingly.

“Don’t look at me…” you whisper. “Don’t look at me!” the merman counters, “There should have been no fucking conceivable way to break those spells,” he glances towards the youngest vampire who glares back.

“Well it happened, okay, and now is not the time to argue about it, we need to work together to stop him-”

“There is no telling what he is capable of now,” you say in unison to the leader, finally aware this is not just some strange case of deja vu. All eyes turn to you. Jimin scoffs, just like he did before, pulling on Seokjin’s shoulder. “...I-I want Jimin to bite me!” you yell.

“No! No way in hell.” “No! No way in hell.”

“Oh I am going to kill you!” “Oh I am going to kill you!”

“What the hell are you doing?!” Jimin screams accusingly.

You look around, your gaze stopping on the eldest. “Seokjin, make Jimin bite me!”

“SEOKJIN DOESN’T MAKE ME DO ANYTHING,” Jimin roars. “Seokjin doesn’t make me do anything!” you yell back in unison, a satisfied smirk on your face, pointing directly at Jimin.

“How the fuck are you doing that?” the merman questions.

You rub your temples, trying to make sense of it all. ‘This happened before, why has this happened before? This has to be Tae’s doing!’ “I don’t know, I don’t know, but we’ve already had this conversation, and I-I think, I can’t remember, something must have went wrong...Jimin, you need to bite me, right now!”

“Well…” he clears his throat, looking around as everyone has gone deathly quiet, “now I don’t want to,” Jimin crosses his arms.

Ugh! ‘Fucking Jimin,’ he really knows how to push your last button. “Listen, you’ve already done it once! Just just do it agai-wait, no, we did this already…something is wrong…”

“Maybe it’s you!” Jimin accuses. “Taehyung has already gotten in her head, how can we trust her?” he warns the others.

“You’re...right!”

“Y/n?”

“Jimin is right. I can feel him,” you shudder. “Which is why you need to bite me, because I know for certain, Taehyung doesn’t want you to.” You hold your hand to him.

“And if this is a trick?”

“Ugh, I’m not tricking you! I want to stop Taehyung for you, you idiot!”

‘Idiot’?! How dare you call Jimin an idiot, when you’re the biggest of the idiots in this idiot infested house! “And suddenly you have my best interest at heart?!” Jimin yells back, disgust evident.

Ugh, your head is killing you, and you feel it, inside of you, in the back of your mind screaming, wrapping around your bones, the dread of something horrible coming for you all.

You try to think about everything that has transpired since you met Taehyung, trying to see if you missed anything-

“Wait, wait, wait…ugh, let me go!” you yell at the pack surrounding you. You press yourself against the door, opening it quickly and falling into the sand.

You look up at the sky, taking a deep breath of fresh air to calm yourself. It’s still daytime, but not for much longer, and you’re scared of what night will bring.

Yoongi is by your side, lifting you up. “Y/n,” you think he is about to dismiss you like he always does, but instead he says, “tell me what I need to do to help you.”

“Yoongi...” You’ve never seen him so sincere before. “Do you think you can use your siren song on Jimin to-”

“I can hear you, pet! It doesn’t work! And I should kill you for even suggesting it.”

“Touch her and I will kill you!”

“KILL ME?! I’LL KILL YOU!”

“Ugh,” you groan, turning your back as the group of stubborn monsters in front of you begin to bicker, deja vu hitting you hard again. “What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to change?” You ask yourself out loud, head in your hands.

Yoongi holds you steady. “Something definitely is up, and I have a feeling it has something to do with this-” Yoongi looks through his pack.

“T-That’s it! Wait! No!” You yell as Yoongi pulls the gem out of his pack, letting it dangle in his hand.

But it’s too late. You can’t stop it, it’s already starting again, the red glow emanating directly from the gem, covering everyone and everything in that same red hue, until that’s all you can see.

‘Y/n, take it.’

You fall back to the ground and clutch your chest, dismissing the words inside your head, closing your eyes tightly as the gem burns brighter.

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“And how the hell did they break?!” Hoseok yells accusingly.

“Don’t look at me!” the merman counters, “There should have been no fucking conceivable way to break those spells,” he glances towards the youngest vampire who glares back.

“Well it happened, okay, and now is not the time to argue about it, we need to work together to stop him, there is no telling what he is capable of now.”

“Hello!? I have a way to stop him!”

“What is it, Dove?”

Okay, this is it. “Seokjin, you need to bite me.”

“What!?” Jimin yells angrily.

You look into Seokjin’s eyes, silently pleading with him. “The memory pull, it’s going to work now. Please,” you urge, holding out your arm to him as the pack tries still to barricade your body away from the vampires. “Look into my memories and you’ll understand!”

Jimin pulls the eldest back as he advances. “You’re really going to obey her command? Just like that! Taehyung might have already gotten to her, how can we trust her?!”

“You’re right! Jimin is right. I can feel him. Which is why…” you swallow, looking at Jimin, remembering this same conversation said just another way, wondering just how many times you have tried to convince them. “Which is why, you need to bite me.” You move your eyes to Seokjin, staring ahead steadfast. “So you can see the truth!”

“Why?” Jungkook speaks up, voice full of pain. “Why Seokjin out of all-”

You grab the youngest’s face and kiss him abruptly, silencing his worries.

Hoseok’s stares at you, mouth agape. He doesn’t know whether to be furious with you, or satisfied that Jimin and Yoongi both look so furious with you for kissing the youngest shapeshifter.

“Trust me, please,” your hands shake in your desperation, squishing his cheeks as he looks at you in shock and awe.

“O-Okay,” Jungkook nods.

The eldest vampire sighs and starts to move closer much to Jimin’s astonishment and disgust. You try to push past the pack’s strong bodies. It hurts them to see you try to go to their enemy, but they let you pass.

Jimin crosses his arms, scoffing as the eldest meets you in the center of the room. Jimin can’t believe he’s stuck here until sunset! Inside this idiot infested house with the biggest of the idiots telling him the most ridiculous things he’s ever heard. Suddenly you want Seokjin to bite you now? When you were just throwing yourself at Jimin! Why?! What happened? What’s the reason? You’re so annoying, you’re insufferable, the way you look at Seokjin with so much hope and trust.

Jimin grinds his teeth together in anger, so hard his fangs begin to pierce his bottom lip.

Seokjin puts his hands up, glancing towards the pack leader, meaning no harm before he bends his head closer to your neck.

“Wait!” Jimin speaks up. “Y/n, you wanted me to bite you, didn’t you? So come here then!”

“Jimin, I-”

“Don’t you dare say it,” Jimin cuts Seokjin off. “You didn’t listen to me about Taehyung, about her, and then you made a truce with them without even asking me! You’re lucky I even speak to you at all!” Jimin is furious with Seokjin, he’s beginning not to trust him...

You raise your eyebrows. “Really? Are you sure?”

“Don’t make me say it again,” Jimin seethes.

You smile, running past Seokjin. You hold out your wrist to Jimin, looking up at him hopefully.

Jimin scoffs again, gripping your arm painfully and yanking you closer. The wolf trio begin to growl in anger, baring their fangs.

“I choose where I bite you, pet.”

You try to remain calm as the trio behind you let out low threatening growls. Jimin smirks, spinning you around by your arm, hugging you against his body like a shield and snickering at how angry it makes them.

The pack looks ready to attack. Yoongi begins to step forward in his growing anger.

“No!,” you stop him, “J-Just let him do what he wants,” you mutter.

Jimin smirks. “If it was what I wanted, you would be on your knees with your mouth shut.” He sneers, gripping your chin painfully tight and yanking your head backward. “And your head down, thinking about how stupid you are for walking right into Taehyung’s trap.”

‘Like you did,’ you think, keeping your temper in check. “I know you’re scared, it’s okay.”

“I am not scared!” he hisses, nails digging into your side. You wince. Namjoon’s growls become louder.

“Namjoon, stop!”

Jimin smirks again. “Yeah, listen to her, dog. Since we are all at this human’s mercy,” he scoffs. “You seem to know so much about what happens next, so tell me, is it going all according to your little plan?” He presses his body against yours, holding you tightly.

“You like this, don’t you?” he whispers in your ear, obscenely grinding himself against your backside. Jimin rests his chin on your shoulder, arm still secure around your waist, smirking, intent on drawing this out for everyone involved, “them watching.” His hand grabs your breast roughly.

Your eyes meet Yoongi’s eyes, dark with anger, and you shut them in shame.

You breathe through your nose as he fondles you for everyone to see, letting out short breaths when he rests his hand over your throat, choosing to submit in hopes he’ll eventually do what you want.

Jimin’s fangs scrape across your shoulder as he revels in the intoxicating feeling of power he has over you and everyone else, finally feeling better about his new situation. He breathes in the anger emanating from everyone in the room, inhaling your sweet desperation most of all.

His fangs scratch the surface of you, up the sensitive skin of your neck until you bleed.

Seokjin drops to his knees, panting heavily, addicted to your blood in more ways than one. Jimin stops, looking over to the older vampire. “I’m fine,” Seokjin pants. “I’m fine.”

Jimin looks coldly down at him, how disgraceful that he’s let you affect him so much. That’s what he gets for drinking from you all the time, for not letting Jimin! He licks the blood off your neck and you shudder. Jimin moans loudly, tasting your blood again finally.

The pack looks ready to kill, they bare their fangs, the restraint in their growls long gone.

“I’m sure they can all smell you from here, I can,” Jimin whispers in your ear, hand pressing down on your lower stomach, taunting you, “You’ve learned to be a good little pet, hmm? Here’s your reward.” Jimin presses his fangs into the column of your neck, directly on your pulse.

“What the hell?” the merman mumbles. There is something glowing in Yoongi’s pack. He fumbles with the latch to inspect it. Yoongi yanks out the red glowing gem, confusion evident on his face.

Oh no. You can feel it again. A familiar voice starts to call out to you. If it wasn’t for the pain in your neck keeping you present, you surely would have lost control.

You clutch your chest as the gem burns brighter. “Jimin! You-”

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“I can look,” he says, “don’t hold out hope now that his binds are off.”

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?” Jimin roars, advancing on you and the pack.

“You saw– You know–” you look at Jimin in disbelief. You reflexively cover your throat, the punctures are gone, but your heartbeat is still fluttering. “It wasn’t me!” you yell back.

The younger vampire yanks himself away from Jin’s protective hand. “Taehyung…” Jimin growls. “And you!” He points an accusing finger at the merman. “Give me that gem in your pack right now!”

“How did you know about that?” Yoongi glares at the younger vampire.

He scoffs, “I don’t have to explain myself to you!”

“Well then fuck off,” Yoongi spits out.

Jimin can’t believe he’s stuck here until sunset! Inside this idiot infested house with– ‘Wait,’ He feels it, he can’t explain it, but it’s there, all around him, an inevitability that he can’t control, and it pisses him off! Jimin spins around, baring his fangs, claws ready to strike.

The group watches Jimin spin around angrily like a confused dog chasing its tail.

“See,” you glare at Jimin, “See how annoying it is!”

Jimin rolls his eyes. “Taehyung. The gem is his. And it seems he’s still using it somehow.” Jimin reasons, looking around at the familiar scene. “Give it, we need to destroy it,” Jimin holds out his hand impatiently. “DAMMIT YOONGI! We don’t have time for this!”

“That’s what I’ve been saying,” you huff.

The merman holds onto his pack defensively. He doesn’t trust Jimin, but he knows they have to work together to stop Taehyung. Jimin is untrustworthy, but Jimin is powerful, more than he even realizes. So Yoongi holds his tongue and relents.

You clutch your head in your hands. It’s pounding more than ever, and you feel it, inside of you, in the back of your mind screaming, wrapping around your bones, the dread of something horrible coming for you all. “Get it away from me!” you cry out.

You press yourself against the door, opening it quickly and falling in the sand. Jungkook and Hoseok follow you out, worried for your safety and your quickly declining state of mind.

Jimin scoffs again. Pathetic, he thinks. Humans are scared of their own shadows. He turns his attention on the merman, waiting impatiently. He tries to ignore how close the others are to him as the men huddle around to look at the necklace.

Jimin holds the gem in his hand, inspecting it. The weight of it in his palm is heavy. He touches the smooth rock, the gem itself is small, but the energy surrounding it is immense, a familiar power the vampire can’t quite put his finger on. ‘Why isn’t it glowing?’ he thinks, and as soon as the thought enters his mind a slow bright red light begins to emanate around the gem.

“What’s going on?” The pack leader questions, staring at the gem, ready to strike anything that appears.

“I don’t know.” Jimin doesn’t know how to stop it, but he wishes for whatever is happening to halt.

And as soon as the thought entered his mind the glow begins to recede back into the gem.

“Jimin, you should hold onto that necklace for now.” Seokjin speaks.

Jimin looks up and the expression on Seokjin’s face surprises the younger vampire. He’s seen that hardened look before from Seokjin, in moments when the older vampire begins to feel sentimental. Most recently, the night you came to them. Jimin never questioned it before, but now he wants to, he wants to know all the secrets Seokjin is keeping from him. Jimin is beginning not to trust him-

He grabs the eldest’s shirt collar, yanking him close. “You know what this is?”

Seokjin remains unaffected by Jimin’s outburst, covering Jimin’s hand with his own. “Now that I’ve looked at it up close, yes, I’ve seen it before. I believe, that necklace,” he sighs, “used to be yours. A long time ago, I saw you wear it. Or something very similar,” he swallows.

But before you, Jimin has never seen this necklace before in his life! He stares at the gem. That familiarity he feels can’t be– no, that feeling is just like the other moments of deja vu he has been experiencing, it’s not because…is it? Does this necklace belong to him?

You stare at the wolves’ den, refusing to move any closer. Nothing has happened yet, there is no red glow, and no immediate danger, but you feel at any moment everything could change. You look up at the sky, it’s still daytime, but not for much longer, and you’re worried-

“Y/n?” Hoseok shakes you when you don’t respond.

“Hoseok…” You wonder how many times this moment has repeated itself. Has Hoseok looked at you like this before, his care for you evident in his soft gaze? You try to remember and make sense of what is real. “That necklace, Taehyung used it to escape. I-I don’t know how, I don’t know why. I– Ahhh!”

Your nails dig into your scalp as you desperately try to claw away at the pain. The pain is radiating at your temples, just behind your eyes, in the back of your head, behind your ear-

“Hey, y/n, hey!” Hoseok holds your trembling body, patting your cheek, reminded of the moment he found you on the beach. Your eyes stare at the sky, far away, like you’re lost in your head, unable to hear him.

“W-What’s happening to her?!” Jungkook whimpers. You just came back to him and now he fears he might lose you completely.

Hoseok picks you up into his arms, holding you securely to him. “I don’t know, Namjoon will know. I’m taking her back inside.”

You want to tell him no, you want to tell him to wait, you don’t want to go back in, but you can’t find the energy to open your mouth to speak the words. Your body is betraying you, your vision starts to cloud, and you realize darkness is coming for you, even with the sun still high up in sky. You wish more than ever, you could start over again-

“Yoongi, do you have anything left that might be powerful enough?” Namjoon asks.

“Oh,” you groan, falling forward, unable to hold yourself up. The youngest of the pack wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his embrace before your knees hit the ground.

Jimin looks around, the gem still heavy in his palm. “The necklace,” he murmurs. It didn’t glow red this time and yet-

“Jimin!” The merman hisses, glaring at the vampire who has somehow taken the gem from Yoongi without him noticing, “Don’t move.”

Jimin’s body, and mind, suddenly feel sluggish. It lasts only a moment before the vampire is shaking himself out of the merman’s mind control. Jimin can’t help but laugh at his weak attempt.

“DON’T MOVE,” Yoongi bellows, his words echoing throughout the wolves’ den, and everyone, including Jimin, freezes.

“What are you doing, Yoongi?!” Namjoon grunts, stuck in place by the merman’s words.

“I don’t know how, but he stole that from me, from my pack.” The merman walks with purpose while Jimin struggles to move.

Your eyes go wide when you notice what’s happened. “It’s not his fault,” you mumble, glancing at Namjoon, your eyes and mouth the only part of you able to move, “I think...w-we’re stuck in a time loop.”

“A w-what?” Hoseok grunts, trying with all his might to turn his head.

“W-Well...it’s a lot t-to explain and you’ll probably forget it all anyways,” you whine.

Namjoon raises his brow. He can only slightly move his neck now, and struggles to turn his head to look at you. “Perhaps you should explain anyways. Now.” His tone is serious, potentially menacing if you were being honest.

“I know it sounds crazy, and I know you don’t want him to, shit, what haven't I explained to you yet? Jimin hasn’t actually bitten me yet, well, technically not yet, he has, but it was before I came back, from the future, into now-another time thing.” You start to remember clearly now, though it seems to be still very hard to explain, “Anyways, I know about Jimin’s past! And everything, and-”

“Is she making sense to you?” Hoseok mutters.

“Oh you’re so lucky we haven’t had this conversation before or I would be really blowing your mind,” you grunt.

Jimin’s arms jerk backwards as he fights the merman’s impressive mind control. “It’s mine! Give it back!” Jimin hisses as Yoongi plucks the gem out of the vampire’s hand mere seconds before Jimin regains control of himself again.

“Jimin, we don’t have the time,” you groan, your limbs finally moving again. “Jimin!” you yell, pulling the vampire’s attention away before he attacks the merman in his anger.

You struggle in Jungkook’s arms, holding out your wrist to Jimin hopefully. “You know what you have to do, before it happens again!”

“No!” Jungkook barks, lifting you off your feet to end your advance.

Jimin exhales. This is insufferable, you’re insufferable, you’re, fuck– It’s happening again. He bares his fangs, letting his anger simmer over this constant deja vu.

“Wait! Let me see it, that necklace,” Seokjin steps forward curiously.

Yoongi throws his arm backwards out of the vampire’s reach, the gold chain accidentally hitting your outstretched hand.

The gem touching your finger.

It felt like just a graze, so quickly it couldn’t have been longer than a second. Yet you felt it through your whole body.

And then pulling right behind your ear.

And finally you understood as the brightest flash of red light quickly comes and goes. You hear his voice again, commanding you to do something else, something horrible...

You want to tell them all to run, to escape, but the only words your lips can speak are-

“Taehyung, come in.”

The door shatters, knocking everyone inside to the ground.

The back of your ear feels like it’s on fire and like you summoned the devil himself, Taehyung appears behind you, lifting you up. “Ahh princess, now where did you put my jewel?”

You stand paralyzed by fear, as if gravity chained your limbs to your body.

“Taehyung, leave her alone!” Jungkook roars, and he somehow looks more imposing than the pack leader himself.

Taehyung laughs, looking around incredulously at the monsters surrounding him.

“I’m saving her from you!” He pulls you close and despite your fear, you gravitate to him. It reminds you of Yoongi’s siren song, but more painful, dark, like ropes around your limbs, a noose around your throat. “You would rather use her, draining her life away because you want a pretty pet-” he looks at Seokjin, “-or keep her here on this island, chained like a prisoner, like you did to me! You just can’t see her potential!”

“You...betrayed Jimin...this is all your fault,” you grunt, barely able to speak the words out loud.

Taehyung looks at you, eyes softening. “Your loyalty to my brother is sweet. After everything they did to you. You really are perfect. I knew it when I first met you, we were fated to meet. You were the one who was going to save me, and now I can save you.” He holds you close, embracing you how he always wanted to, no chains or shackles between you anymore. “You saw Jimin’s story and believed him. I’ll show you mine, y/n. You’ll see once and for all.”

Yoongi’s nose is bleeding from the explosion. He has the gem hidden in his palm. He doesn’t quite understand how Taehyung appeared so suddenly, or what the gem has to do with it, but he figures no good will come from Taehyung having it, and he intends to risk everything to keep it away from Taehyung.

He looks at your pain stricken expression and suddenly realizes, no, he can’t risk everything.

“They should have cut off your hands,” Yoongi mutters, wiping away the dried blood from under his nose and standing up. “Thy were too nice to you. When I defeat you I’ll make sure your next cell is underground and twice as small,” the merman tries to goad Taehyung away from you.

“Monster,” Taehyung frowns. “Do you know how many humans he has killed, y/n? How many they’ve all killed? Have I ever killed anyone!” he yells.

“You were going to kill Seokjin!” Jimin argues.

“Seokjin is evil!” he yells back. “And not a human.”

“Okay, Taehyung, you want retribution, we’re all here now. So let y/n go, can’t you see how scared she is?” Namjoon questions, crouching low in fighting stance. His calmness is even more menacing than his anger, you think.

“She doesn’t want me to let her go,” Taehyung smiles, his chin pressing into your shoulder as he continues to hug you close. “Tell them you want to be with me.”

“I want to be with Taehyung,” you cry out, terrified how the words left your lips so quickly, of the way your control is slipping away.

“See, she’s my destiny.” He grins, triumph dripping from his words.

No, no, no. You clutch your chest, where the pain emanates the most, right over your heart.

“Oh, that’s where it went.” Taehyung sighs, petting your head softly. “I’m sorry, one of my attacks must have hit you hard. Let’s go back, out of reach this time. Now, where is my necklace? Tell me, y/n.”

Yoongi, Yoongi has it. It’s Yoongi. It’s Yoongi. It’s Yoongi. Yoongi.

You clench your jaw so tight your teeth begin to hurt. “Who took it?” he asks sweetly.

“Yoongi...” You begin to cry. “Please don’t hurt him!”

The merman speaks up, “Oh, he won’t hurt me.”

“You haven’t changed at all, so arrogant, acting like you’re better than everyone else!” Taehyung says, staring at Yoongi’s closed fist. He flicks his wrist over, fingers pulling at the air.

A glowing red light starts emanating from Yoongi’s palm, an inescapable power ready to burst from the tiny gem, red streaks of light between his fingers cut through the wolf’s den, knocking back anything it touches.

Yoongi yells in pain, but he refuses to let go of the necklace.

Unlike the others, when the red light hits Taehyung, he can easily redirect it with his hand, and his beam hits Seokjin, knocking the vampire right in the chest.

You see singes across the eldest vampire’s body, his clothes tattered and deep burn scars across his skin. Yoongi’s hand looks charred too, he yells and doubles over in pain, still fighting to hold onto the necklace. The others are fast, dodging the attacks, but how long can they last?

Hoseok is hit next, he turns into a wolf instantly, charging towards you. Namjoon runs in to attack Taehyung, who shifts your body in front of the leader.

The wolves are trying so hard to save you from Taehyung, it breaks your heart to witness the pain they are going through. How can you save them? Protect them? You feel so useless, so human and fragile. A mere pawn in a game played between kings.

If only there was a way to restart this day again.

“Y/n, don’t,” Taehyung whispers in your ear.

The wolves are too worried for your safety to use their full force, something Taehyung uses to his full advantage as he moves closer to the merman still fighting to hold onto the gem.

Jimin doesn’t care about your safety. He crashes into both of you.

You feel the weight of both men on top of you, suffocating you as Taehyung covers your body with his to take the brunt of the vampire’s wild attacks.

However, Taehyung’s physical strength seems to be unmatched, he throws the vampire as if Jimin weighed nothing with only one arm, the other holding your wrist so you can’t get away.

He moves closer to the struggling merman.

This can’t be happening, it can’t end this way, after everything you’ve been through.

Perhaps it was how close to victory Taehyung had been, so close he was only thinking about the outcome of his winning, the great future ahead of him. He was distracted just enough, and the reigns he had held over you loosened just a bit. It cleared your mind just enough, made you hope, wish for help to come for Yoongi and the others.

Your wish fluttered inside you like a heartbeat, pulling you, and this time, pulling everyone…

Through time…

To a place where the merman had an advantage. Your wish was granted.

The thumping receded and seawater filled every space around you suddenly. You were underwater, deep in the sea. You looked around and saw red and blue flashes of light, the shadows of the beast’s bodies around you, blood like red ribbons leaving their wounds. You slowly kick towards the sky.

How deep are you? You don’t know if you can make it to get in air in time.

You scream, the sound muffled underwater, when fingers reach for your hair, jerking your head down.

It’s Jimin. By the look in his eyes you think he might drain you right here, let you drown in a sea of blood, but he reaches for your hand instead and pulls you to the surface at inhuman speed.

Spluttering, you gasp in air as the ocean lights up the night with streaks of power flashing under water.

“You’re coming with me,” he grunts, dragging your body back to land.

“Yoongi! The others!”

“Hold your breath!” Jimin pulls you back under when Taehyung resurfaces.

You inhale in quickly. You see the sparkling merman’s tail reflecting under water as he attacks Taehyung again.

Red light explodes underwater. Pulsing through the ocean, knocking you back into Jimin. He pulls you away from the fighting, closer to shore until you can stand above water.

You try to keep up, but the night waves crash into your body knocking you off your feet. Jimin drops you into shallow water. You gasp for breath while he looks over you. It reminded you of when you first met him, the way his body is over yours. But his eyes aren’t the same, there’s no hatred in them like before, Jimin looks lost, Jimin looks…sad.

He grabs the front of your dress and rips it, exposing your cleavage. Your arms cover your chest and he yanks those away too. You almost scream, but he doesn’t do anything but look at you. Then his finger traces the scars on your chest, making you shudder. The scar lines form a deep v across your chest, connecting around your neck.

“It was you.” He grips your neck, startling you. “Fix it. Now!”

Moonlight is speckling the ocean’s surface. The water calmer than usual. “Take us back to before Taehyung arrived. Before…” he shudders, looking out at the ocean, up towards the moon angrily. “This is your fault.” Jimin lunges for you, his claws pulled quickly away by Jungkook rushing to your side. Jungkook picks up your exhausted body, wading deeper in the water, glaring at the vampire. “Let’s go.”

“Follow me.” Yoongi yells, further out.

When you reach Yoongi, the youngest reluctantly hands you to him. “Where’s Taehyung?”

“He…took the necklace,” Yoongi says bitterly. “Ready?”

You look at the dark water all around you. “W-Where are we going?”

“My home.”

Yoongi swims down to the sea floor. You hold his hand, let the current and his strong fin lead you to the furthest depths of the ocean.

There’s no light, only the faint sparkling reflection of Yoongi’s tail is visible to your human eyes.

Your feet touch the sandy floor. The pain in your ears lessens the longer Yoongi breathes air into you. It’s an odd feeling, walking the sea floor, a place certainly no other living human could walk alone.

‘Jin.’ Your body stiffens in fright. You see the vampire, lying suspended upon the ocean floor. It frightens you how dead he looks, floating there, but for as long as you’ve known him, Jin has always been dead, hasn't he? Jimin passes, hooking Seokjin’s floating arm over his shoulder and pulling the vampire along.

You reach an underwater cave and swim inside. It’s tunnels are vast. The coral crevices hold things, some are man-made items, some magical.

The coral of the cave winds around, creating tunnels that are compact, walls that are cramped together. It’s dark and lonely inside, there is no light, no warmth. Is this where Yoongi stayed? It makes you feel sorry for the merman, makes you want to fill his life with warmth. He swims around quickly pulling things from inside the pockets of coral.

It’s impressive how the wolves can hold their breath, but even at this depth for so long they are having trouble. Even you are almost out of the air Yoongi gave you.

The merman swims to the cave’s bottom. There’s a purple wooden door situated at the cave floor with a spoked handle. The color reminds you of the one in Seokjin’s office. He begins to turn the vault handle quickly, unlocking the door. You watch, holding your body against one of the coral walls, making sure you don't float away.

You begin to choke on water. The door opens finally and the others rush inside, quickly escaping down into the depths. Yoongi finds you, kissing you. Slowly, taking his time now.

Submerged in the water, floating, he became the only thing that grounded you. You wish you could speak underwater and tell him how sorry you were for letting Taehyung inside, for causing this all to happen. You kept your lips pressed to his, hoping to convey how apologetic you felt. Yoongi hugs you close and dives into the vault.

You break the surface of the water, somehow right side up now. You wipe the water away from your face as Yoongi holds you to him. You look around the small cave, a part of the underground cave system inside the island. You look down at your bodies still submerged in the water, you should be upside down. How is that possible?

It never ceases to amaze you, the magicalness of this place.

“How is he?” you call out.

“I’ve seen better days.” The vampire in question grunts. Seokjin has definitely seen better days, the usually put together vampire is the most beaten you’ve ever seen him, lying on the cave floor unable to move.

“Jin, would it help?” you offer your wrist to him. You were the only human here.

Seokjin swallows, “Yes.”

“Let me help him,” you beg the others. Namjoon lifts you out of the cave pool. Everyone looks so beaten they don't fight you, they stay silent as you make your way to Seokjin.

“Are you sure, Dove?” he grunts.

You nod, lying against him, finally letting your tired muscles relax. Seokjin drank from you countless of times before, what’s one more?

---

Jimin breaks Seokjin’s jade statue, smashing it to pieces.

“Get away from me!” he screams, “w-who are you?!”

You see Seokjin and Namjoon standing next to him. And you see Hoseok. You see Taehyung.

“Is it normal to forget?” Taehyung asks, watching Jimin curiously.

“No…no,” Seokjin swallows. Had Seokjin really been too late to save Jimin?

Jimin screams and screams, clawing at his throat. It’s dry and itchy, he feels like he’s burning from the inside out. “Stop. Stop it!” The pain won’t stop!

“He needs blood,” Hoseok says, his tone urgent and worried.

“If we bring someone to the island, he’s not going to be able to control himself.”

“I’ll find someone no one will miss,” Hoseok suggests.

“No, it’s still a life.” Namjoon interjects, watching the display, clenching his jaw when Jimin screams again.

“And what about Jimin?!” Hoseok argues. “What about his life?!” You can feel his anger, you feel it too within Seokjin.

“If it’s someone who deserves it, someone bad?” Taehyung speaks up, wincing as he watches his friend writhe in pain.

“Let’s go hunt one last time, old friend,” Seokjin mumbles, unable to look Namjoon in the eyes, watching instead the horrible state Jimin is in.

“Okay, okay.”

It was an easier find than they had thought. During a dark club night, the music boomed as a regular flirted with a young woman. Upon entering the club, Namjoon and Seokjin noticed all the tell tale signs immediately, the signs of a predator..

While Namjoon bumped into the couple, and riled up the man by cozying up to his unsuspecting victim, Seokjin quickly switched their drinks, the one the man had spiked for his date switched with his clean one. While the drug worked its magic, you looked around the club, listening to old music. You watched the bodies on the dance floor move together in almost one fluid motion. You missed it, realizing how long it’s been since you’ve had that kind of fun. Your heart raced as the beat of the song quickened, as urgency ran through the vampire’s cold veins instead of blood. You want to dance. You want to kill that man. You want to save Jimin. Complicated emotions filter through Seokjin and into you.

Your mouth goes slack as you press your body closer, your hands fisting Seokjin’s tattered shirt. “You’re taking too much!” Namjoon barks.

“I’m sorry.” Seokjin licks your wounds clean as your vision goes hazy and you slump against him. No, you wanted to see more, to listen to more-

---

“Where are you, sweetheart?”

“Taehyung?”

Taehyung covers your cheek with his hand. “Tell me where you are so I can find you, get you away from them.”

“No! You stay away from them!”

Taehyung’s arms cage you in, his body above yours. “Y/n, please,” he begs, lowering himself over you. “I can leave the island now, but I don't want to go, not without you.” He wraps his arms around your body, hugging you close to him in a suffocating embrace. “Please come with me, I don’t want to be alone anymore.”

Despite everything, you feel sorry for him as he shakes against you.

No, no, no! He’s the same man who tried to betray Seokjin. What would he have done to Jimin if he had succeeded? What is he going to do to you? You press against his shoulders, trying to push him off of you. Taehyung covers your lips with his own, lessening your resolve.

His lips work a different kind of magic, he presses his tongue inside your mouth, runs it over your own, tilting his head and deepening the kiss. You grip his shoulders, unsure whether to push him away or closer. He kisses you for so long you wonder how he hasn’t broken away to take a breath, you wonder why you don’t have the need to either.

You gasp when Taehyung decides to move lower down your body, his lips licking across your neck. By now, he’s made sure to keep you locked to him, holding onto both your wrists so you can’t push against him. Even when he shifts his digits and intertwines your fingers, he keeps his weight heavy on you.

“It’s not fair, I can only have you in my dreams like this,” he chuckles against your skin. “Please be with me. Together we can explore the whole world, do whatever we want.” Taehyung was so excited to see all the new technology you had described to him during your long visits. He wants to experience it all with you.

You take in a ragged breath, suppressing a moan every time he sucks and rolls his tongue over your skin. “Promise me you won’t hurt them.”

“I promise.”

You don’t believe him.

You can’t believe him.

It feels like a lie, it all feels like a lie.

“Where are you?”

“In a cave.”

“There are thousands of caves on the island, do you know where?”

“I d-don’t know.”

It’s true you don't know, but there are words you could use to describe the cave. You could tell Taehyung how you got there, about Yoongi’s magical door. But you bite those words down, hiding the whole truth.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find you.” He rests his forehead against yours, runs his thumb over your kiss bitten lips. He can't wait to have you, to mark you, to make you like him.

You touch the necklace dangling from Taehyung’s neck, and he rips your hand away, gripping your wrist so tightly you can feel the pressure in your bones.

Fear trickles down your spine and catches in your throat once you realize how entangled you are to him, how easily he could hurt you if he wanted to. The Taehyung you knew had been so unthreatening, like a lonely puppy tied to a tree, only wanting attention.

The shackles took away any threatening aura, you only ever felt safe with him, you hadn't yet known what he was capable of...

Taehyung feels your heart beat jumping against his lips. “You’re scared of me, why?” he frowns. “Have I ever given you a reason to believe I would ever hurt you? Jimin hurt you, Seokjin hurt you,” he adds.

You swallow, unable to answer him. He’s right.

“If you hated Seokjin so much...why did you want to become like him?”

Taehyung holds you loosely now, smiling softly. “You know...Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook, their powers slow their aging, but one day, they’re going to grow old, they’re going to grow weak. They’re going to die,” he hums.

“T-That’s no excuse-”

“Sometimes we have to lose everything to gain everything.”

“Is that what you told Jimin before you took everything from him?!”

“Seokjin’s affliction really did rub off on you. What will you say when you make him remember and he still wants to rip your throat out?”

You swallow, silenced by his words.

“Tell me where you are so I can protect you,” he presses his lips upon the column of your neck tenderly.

“T-The cave-”

“Yes?” Taehyung runs his tongue along your throat, enjoying the way you tremble against him.

“-a d-door-”

His hands knead your side, up your body, gripping your mounds, caressing your suppleness.

“A door? Invite me in then, sweetheart.”

Your fingers tangle his hair, pulling him closer to you. Then run down his neck, slipping under his necklace.

You yank the gold chain, screaming.

---

“You’re awake,” Jungkook says happily. You’re lying nestled in between bodies, warm in the otherwise cold and dark cave. “Are y-you okay?”

You close your eyes, calming down, shaking your head, worried your words won’t be your own.

Namjoon holds your hand, “Y/n, can you tell us anything about what happened to the watch I gave you?”

Your hand cups your neck, where Seokjin’s bite is now healed over. “T-Taehyung, he said he would ‘fix’ the watch for me. He must have, because...it must have been, three months ago? I found that red amulet, it was from Seokjin’s shop, it appeared in my hand and then I heard Taehyung’s voice in my head, and…and I-I had no control...” You remember it clearly now, “The watch took me back in time and broke as soon as I used it.”

You look down at your hands. “But I still had the one I hadn’t used yet, from this time…” you say, absentmindedly touching your collarbone out of reflex. “When the explosion happened, I-I don’t know, I-I lost them.” Namjoon inspects your neck, gently adjusting the torn fabric of your dress.

He looks over his shoulder, where the merman lazily swims in the cave pool. “Yoongi?” he asks.

“The stronger the magic, the more uncontrollable it becomes. If Taehyung’s attack hit her...and the watch…anything could be possible.”

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Does that human brain of yours not work at all anymore?” Hoseok complains, sitting at the top of your head, looking down at you with crossed arms. “The watch’s magic, it’s inside you.”

“...what,” you ask horrified. You trace the scars across your chest, running up your clavicle and around your neck.

“You were trying to protect yourself from Taehyung,” Yoongi says knowingly. “You took us forward in time.”

Yoongi had noticed the stronger tides, looked up at the moon, and realized the phase had shifted 4 days ahead.

But how could that be? Then when he mentioned it to the others, they all realized…

“I-I can’t control it.”

“And we’re not even sure what it does to her when she uses it,” Hoseok says, concerned, thinking the worst. There is no telling what will happen to you in the end, are you losing hours off your life? Days?

“Where’s Jimin?”

“Cooling off, taking a late night swim.” Seokjin sighs. “Dove, what happened between you and Jimin in this future of yours that makes you think he will be so cooperative?”

It felt wrong, telling his story, intimate memories that he didn’t even have the chance to see yet. “His past…”

“You know his whole past?” Hoseok asks. You nod. “And you trust him? After everything you know?”

“You don’t know what he’s been through! Taehyung-”

“They worked together to betray us all,” Hoseok scoffed.

You shake your head. “Taehyung knew Jimin before he knew you, Hoseok.” You’ve seen enough of their memories together to see how protective Hoseok had been over Taehyung. But the secrets Jimin and Taehyung had kept weren’t even knowledgeable to Jimin anymore.

“No-”

“Yes.”

“Did you know about this?” Hoseok turns to his pack leader.

He shakes his head no, “They acted like strangers. Did you know?” Namjoon turns to Seokjin.

“He didn’t speak much of his childhood, even when he was human.” Seokjin hums, “The few memories of his childhood I pulled did not have any indication they knew each other. They had only become close after Jimin was turned.”

“No, they were always close.” you say, sure of yourself. “I can’t prove it, yet, but I don’t think what happened was an accident,” you look at Hoseok. “It wasn’t your fault you lost control, Hoseok.”

Hoseok's eyes start to shine in the shadows of the cave as tears well up. “No,” he says in disbelief. It was his fault. He turned Taehyung into a beast like him, and he’s never forgiven himself because of it.

He shakes his head, unable to let your words really hit him.

“Well, we can only learn the whole truth from Jimin himself. Help me this time, please?”

---

Jimin returns later than usual, right before sunrise, his mind no less at ease.

“Well, it almost worked last time.”

Has Seokjin been drinking from you this whole time?! Jimin scoffs, settling himself away from you and the others.

Seokjin does it messily, letting the blood drip down your shoulder, covering your chest in the red liquid.

You let a soft whimper escape your lips, moaning. Seokjin’s hand moves from your hip to resting between your legs

“Are you going to be doing that all day?!” Jimin barks, his words echoing in the small cave.

“You haven’t drank in a while, brother. Come drink.” Jimin swallows hard, smelling your blood, the sweet iron scent fills the cave. He remembers the previous time loop, the taste of your blood still a strong memory. It never happened, he hasn’t really tasted you, yet that’s now all he can think about. He remembers it distantly like a dream. Or rather a nightmare, how can you possibly be this annoying to him without even trying? Jimin silently seethes as his throat becomes itchier and drier.

Jimin looks over at the wolves, who seem to be minding their own business. There is no way they are not affected by this...lewd display! He narrows his eyes on Hoseok, the jealous one, who sits crossed-legged and crossed-arms, eyes closed and jaw clenched.

“You’re joking?”

“No, I saw them do it before with other girls,” you mutter, unable to meet Hoseok's eyes, “in Seokjin’s memories.”

Jungkook rests his head against the pack leader’s shoulder, shaking his legs to a song in his head he is using to distract himself, and Namjoon acts completely unaffected. Jimin scoffs, Namjoon sure has the best poker face, but Jimin knows this is bothering the pack. They probably finally figured out they’re weaker ones amongst them, Jimin thinks.

“Well if you won’t, then I will.” Namjoon speaks up.

Namjoon pulls your leg, pulling you closer to him as he crawls over you. His strong hands press your legs open so he can settle in between them.

“You know my kind bites too. We don’t do it to suck blood, our bite is different. But, I wouldn’t mind eating you up,” Namjoon teases, his deep voice even deeper in his gruffness.

You know this is just an act, but your heart escalates at the thought, remembering the younger werewolf acting so brazenly. Devious suits Namjoon so well, the roughness in his nature is so attractive.

Jimin grits his teeth at such a revolting thought.

“You’re just going to let him put his filthy paws all over her? You’re going to hand her over just like that?”

“I haven’t let her go.” Seokjin caresses your temples, smearing blood across your face. “We used to do this all the time. I’ve gotten used to Namjoon’s scent.”

Jimin looks away, looking for the merman, someone else he can yell at.

“Joon, wait. Jimin, did you want to drink from me instead?”

“No thanks,” Jimin hisses.

You look back at Namjoon. Seokjin lifts your hand to his mouth, biting down on the fleshy part of your palm. It hurts, he is usually better at making the pain feel pleasurable, but his objective isn’t your pleasure, it’s to cause maximum blood flow, to make you cry out in pain, knowing your whimpers will entice Jimin the most.

Namjoon’s lets his teeth scrape across your thigh. “Shh little Dove.” He uses the pet name Seokjin gave you. “Don’t cry, I’ll make you sing.”

It’s so hot in this goddamn cave. The smell of everyone’s arousal is assaulting, inescapable.

“My turn next,” Hoseok calls out.

“I’m going to mark her as my mate,” Jungkook growls, eyes darkened at the sight of you writhing in pleasure and pain.

Jimin has had it. He has had to endure being in their company for this long, but now the dogs want to defile what is his? Yes, you are his and Seokjin’s! They paid fairly for you, you would be dead if it were not for them. You are theirs! You are his. And you are the only human left on this damned island, Jimin had searched all night for any signs of life to no avail.

“I’m going to rip out your teeth,” Jimin threatens lowly.

“Did you say something?” Hoseok says flippantly.

“You don’t think I know what you’re all doing?”

You look between yourselves in silence.

“You’re just giving up! Taehyung really turned you into a bunch of cowardly dogs. You’re just gonna stay in this cave like a bunch of animals in heat while Taehyung does god knows what!?”

You continue to look between yourselves in silence.

He points at you. “She said if I bit her, we could stop Taehyung!” He yanks you to your feet so hard you feel the whiplash in your bones. “Isn’t that right? SO WHY ARE YOU WASTING YOUR PRECIOUS TIME WITH THEM?!” Jimin yells so loud his words echo over and over again.

You blink. “You’re right, Jimin.”

Jimin moves behind you, tilting your head. He licks the old blood off your shoulder, suppressing a groan at the taste. “If this doesn’t work-” he growls.

“It will.”

“Then I wont stop until it does.” All your blood will be Jimin’s one way or another.

He licks his lips before sinking his teeth into the column of your neck.

---

Just like that, you and Jimin revisit his bedroom, a memory you both shared, your past and his future had Taehyung’s plan not have worked.

Jimin roars, pulling away. Your body spasms with too much blood loss. Jimin looks down, your blood covering his body, his pants undone. How is he in bed with you? He was just in the merman’s cave, drinking your blood.

No, he is in the merman’s cave. This is a memory.

Jimin remembers.

He gently turns your body over. Your breathing is ragged, strained, your eyes try to focus on the vampire above you.

Now you remember, it was the first time Jimin looked at you without hatred in his eyes. Tearing the flesh from his arm, he puts the wound over your mouth and you drink until your body relaxes. Then cautiously, Jimin lowers himself over you again, ready to see more.

---

Jin steps closer, followed by the rest of the men.

Was Jimin still drinking from you?

Neither of you made any movement.

You both fell to your knees with Jimin’s fangs deep in your neck, your eyes glazed over and out of focus.

“What happened?” Namjoon whispers to the eldest vampire. He wasn’t quite sure, neither of you were responsive, both lost in your heads.

“Little Dove?”

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I am so excited to write some backstory finally!!! Are you excited for the next chapter?

#bts smut #bts hybrid au #ot7 x reader #bts hybrid smut #taehyung x reader #jimin x reader #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #jungkook x reader #yoongi x reader #hoseok x reader #bts vampire au #bts fantasy au

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