I got this inspiration from RuPaul's DragRace, and it plays in drag as well. I love drag to the fullest, an I respect everyone in it, but my writing about it will be bad. If you don't feel comfortable with this kind of stuff, choose for yourself. There will be swearing in this chapter, non-kid-friendly jokes, and competition.

🎼Is this a show too?🎼

Yoongi's POV

Another day, another exhausting time. Honestly, when I started this, I thought this was going to be way easier than I thought. I bit my lip, glancing at everyone around the room. Top 5 and always known as Suga. Not as sweet.

Namjoon... He has broken three sewing machines already this season, I don't know how he is still here. The bitch can't sue for shit.

(I warned you for swearing)

Jimin. He's a cutie. A clear bottom. He is hitting on literally everyone with a bit of muscle. Not gonna lie, hitting on Hoseok is a bad idea.

Hoseok has muscles. So, much muscle. He seems distant though. On stage, he slays the world, but in this studio, he is a complete asshole. Something about it is hot though. I'd let him design whatever for me and I'd wear it.

Seokjin, the guy is hitting on Namjoon like Jimin on Hoseok. The two look cute though, but he is so selfish! It's so annoying to hear his voice all the time. Like, girl, you are never gonna get Namjoon on you.

Fashion challenges are terrible. It was 30 degrees, and I am here in my shirt, sweating my gorgeous ass off. To be honest, the heat comes with good things too.

Like, Hoseok... He shows his muscles like he wants attention. "What are you staring at?" He snapped suddenly. I raised my eyebrow. "What? Can't I appreciate some hot stuff?" I asked.

Hoseok scoffed. "If it satisfies you I won't stop you. At least I'll win." He laughed. I laughed amused. "Oh honey, even with such a good distraction I'll beat your ass." "At least I won't have to make a fake one." He said smirking.

Jimin let an annoyed sigh escape his lips. "Stay the fuck away from my husband!" He whined. "Shut the fuck up." Hoseok spat. "He's mine." I raised my eyebrow. "Who? Me? Girl, you aren't worth my ass." Hoseok gasped fake offended. "I was talking to your wallet."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Yoongi, stay the fuck away from my man." He spat. "You take him, I don't care about him." I shrugged, continuing to make my outfit. The theme was literally Vampire Elegance. I know it's Halloween, but please. I don't even need to put on any make-up this way.

"Namjoon? Do you have any diamonds over there?" Seokjin asked pouting. Namjoon looked up confused. "No... They are literally next to you." "Oh! Silly me." Seokjin laughed. I rolled my eyes. Seriously.

The door opened, and a familiar voice chatted in. "Hello, hello, hello!" "Hey, Taehyung!" Namjoon said happily. He seemed too confident. That bitch better watch his non-existent ass.

Taehyung. The leader of the show. My idol so to say. "How's this all coming along Hoseok?" Taehyung asked. "I'm actually almost done." Hoseok replied smiling. "Really?" Taehyung asked with disbelieve. "Yeah. Vampires don't need to be all glittery. They are dark, hot, bloodthirsty, and bitch they got the best asses ever."

Taehyung burst into laughter, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Bitch! You ain't no vampire!" I yelled. "I know I got a good ass, but you ain't gon' get it!" Hoseok yelled back laughing.

I ran over to Hoseok and Taehyung, peeking over his shoulder. My mouth literally snapped open. "My holy Jesus! That is gorgeous!" I exclaimed. Hoseok pushed me away. "Girl, get back to your garbage and leave my masterpiece alone."

I chuckled and ran back, quickly continuing to work. Hoseok's dress was a literal two-piece. If he had to look like a girl and show off his muscles, he is gonna fail. My small figure, in fact, will safe my day. Thank god for tight satin dress designs.

A few more hours passed by of Jimin flirting and Seokjin seeking for attention. It seems like Hoseok, Namjoon and I were the only one not wanting to get eliminated today.

When the time was officially up, I sighed of relief. My fingers bled from all the suing. Note my sarcasm. As the time was right, I basically crawled myself to the make-up, and started my vampirism. Hoseok seemed to know his shit. I mean, of course. He is my rival. My very hot, muscular, rival.

My eyes had to tale a moment to get used to the bright lights, thank god our performances went on stage name, so I was last. Hoseok was first. And he looked hot.

Eventually, we all stood there. Next to Hoseok... why is my heart beating so god damn fast? This is a competition, no dating app.

I took a few deep breaths when Taehyung called out my name. I stepped forward, confident as ever. I was clearly the most stylish, not overexhajurating, perfect queen around. "Condragulations you are the winner of this week's challenge."

I smiled confidently, giving Hoseok an 'I told you so'- stare. He frowned slightly. "Thank you." I went to the back to stand with Jin, who was eying Namjoon like hell. I nudged his arm. "Creeeep." "Like you don't want Hoseok on ya." He whispered back smugly.

Hoseok frowned as Namjoon could stand next to us. I was honestly surprised. Hoseok, J-Hope, lip-synching for his life against Jimin. Damn, this better be good.

Hoseok was very flexible, but Jimin did a god damn split. Hoseok had to take it over the top to win from this midget.

"J-Hope..." Taehyung started. "Jungkook why don't you tell him." I saw Hoseok roll his eyes at the overdressed man next to Taehyung. Jungkook laughed. "It's wrong giving me such great power Tae."

"You're right." Taehyung laughed. "Chantay you stay." Hoseok simply nodded, smirking as he stood with Namjoon. Jimin stared with disbelieve and disgust. As Jimin walked past us, he growled. "This isn't the last of me, Suga." He spat.

I chuckled. "Such promising words. Are you sure you can handle coming back?" I replied. "You bet."

We all went to the back, a nice glass of wine in my hands. Hoseok grabbed my shoulder. "You were nice." He said coldly. "I know." "Wanna come over to my place?" Jin and Namjoon looked up at us, smiling smugly. "Why? You gotta deserve my ass." I chuckled.

"I'm not going to wreck you. Jeez. I'm a switch." Hoseok chuckled. "I just want to have a nice chat. Since we both hated Jimin, I figured a good conversation wouldn't hurt." He smiled. I shrugged. "Sure. I'm up."

Hoseok smiled slightly. "Great. I'll drive you with me. You can stay the week anyway, since we'll leave your car here and you're gonna want that week with me." He said smirking. Not gonna lie. A week with him, hell yes.

"You sure you won't wreck him?" Jin asked amused. "Yes. I'm sure. If I wanted his ass I would've done it in front of you in this same room." Hoseok said, childishly sticking his tongue out. I chuckled. This was gonna be promising.

That evening, instead of taking my own car, I went with muscle-Hobi. "So. Where do you come from?" He asked. "I come from Daegu." Hoseok chuckled. "Makes sense why you got such a nice ass." He said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "You?" "I'm from Gwangju." He answered. I bit my lip. "Cool." Hoseok chuckled. "What do you want to drink? I can make it while you get yourself comfortable." He asked. "I like wine. The red kind." I replied. "Nice. Me too."

A few minutes of silence went by. "You're pretty hot." He said lowly. I looked up at him. "Sorry, I couldn't hear that." I chuckled. "I said: you're hot." He repeated. "I know I am." I replied smiling. "Bitch..." He mumbled.

He parked his car, opening the door for me like a true gentleman. "Look at you being all flirty." I teased. Hoseok chuckled darkly, smashing his lips on mine roughly.

Okay! I knew this would happen, but so soon? This is my lucky day. I quickly kissed back, as Hoseok pulled out his house keys. "Let me make you a drink." He said lowly. I simply nodded.

He led me inside, pointing me to the couch, and went to the kitchen himself. I watched his every movement. I still can't believe he kissed me. I mean, I can. But wow...

Hoseok set the two wine glasses down, letting himself fall on the couch next to me and pulled me on his lap. "You wanna date?" He asked, grinning slyly. I rolled my eyes playfully. "Is that even a question. Of course I wanna date you. You're sexy as hell!" I exclaimed.

Hoseok chuckled and placed his lips on mine again, gripping my hips. I happily kissed back, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Don't get me wrong, just because we're dating doesn't mean I'll let you off easy at the show." He whispered with a chuckle.

"Good. Winning is my middle name." I replied. Hoseok laughed amused and started to kiss my jawline to my neck. He parted from my skin, looking at me for a bit. He licked his lips. "You smell tastier than you think. What's your blood type?" He asked suddenly.

I raised my eyebrow. "Weren't you just flirting and kissing with me?" "Does it matter?" "Kinda." I shrugged. Hoseok chuckled. "Humans who smell this good have very delicious blood." He said lowly. "You're a weird one Hobi." I laughed.

Hoseok chuckled again. "Tilt your head babe." He said amused. I scoffed. "Now you're willing to kiss me again?" I asked teasingly. Hoseok grinned. "No. I'm going to show you why I wanted you here."

I rolled my eyes playfully and tilted my head. "Because I won?" "Also that." He growled lowly. Hoseok kissed my neck gently, before a very sharp pain went through my neck. I screamed in pain, immediately clawing at Hoseok's shoulders.

"The fuck?! Hoseok what are you doing?!" I yelled. A low inhuman hiss left his lips against my skin. "You indeed taste delicious." He growled. "Hoseok! Get away!" I yelled, even with the weak strength I had I tried to push him away.

Hoseok pulled away, another low hiss escaping his lips. He licked his bloodied lips and smirked, rubbing the wound. "What are you?" I cried in pain. Hoseok chuckled. "Isn't it obvious babe? Even after I bit you and tasted your blood, you still don't get it?" He asked amused.

"It hurts! My body hurts Hoseok!" I yelled. Hoseok frowned slightly. "Such misery. Human life. I can change it... for us both." He said lowly.  Small toothy grin made its way to his face, bloodied fangs revealing themselves.

I nodded. "Please... It hurts so bad!" I cried. Hoseok bit into his wrist harshly, placing his bleeding wrist at my lips. Hoseok pulled my body against his, calm words whispering in my ear.

"Just drink it. The pain will disappear and you'll understand." He whispered. "You're okay. Soon you'll be okay. You'll be sharp, bloody, lovely..."

Slowly the pain in my body faded. I let my head fall onto his shoulder. "H-Hoseok..." "Babe, you're fine. Just a bit more pain, you'll be even more beautiful." He whispered. I let his shirt get soaked with my tears.

"You have no idea how much this hurts!" I yelled. Hoseok sighed. "You're right. I don't." He said lowly. "Being born as a bloodsucker is not the best either. Having to hide every day. Sunscreen, hospital visits, an excuse not to go to nightclubs while they have so many hot men."

I scoffed lightly. "V-vampires are s-stupid..." I hiccuped softly. Hoseok chuckled. "You're talking to one, watch your words, pretty boy." "You watch your fangs." I laughed softly. Hoseok smiled. "Look at you getting sassy." "I'm always sassy." I winked.

Hoseok chuckled, opening my mouth slightly. He tilted his head curiously. "Look at you babe, such cute little fangs." He smiled. I laughed softly, biting towards his hand playfully. "Don't toy with them." Hoseok smirked, revealing his own fangs, biting towards me childishly. "Don't toy with these."

Hoseok caressed my hand. "Your skin didn't even change. You are just paper!" He exclaimed. "As thin and beautiful as one." I smiled. "And blank." Hoseok chuckled. "Of course dear."

I stared at him. My throat burning slightly. My fangs were starting to ache and hisses boiling in my throat. Hoseok chuckled lowly. "Am I good looking?" He asked. I opened my mouth to protest when a hiss left my throat. Hoseok smiled. "There it is. So pretty and dangerous." He stood up, pulling me with him. "Come on. Let's go for a hunt."

"Hunt?" "Yeah. The both of us at night. See it as a date, but with blood and murder." He shrugged. I laughed softly. "I'm up for a date. As long as we have a good meal." Hoseok his smile changed into a dark smirk. "Good, because do you remember that Jimin bitch?" "Of course." I rolled my eyes. "He's our meal tonight."

"He better taste good." I hissed again. Hoseok chuckled darkly. "I doubt it, but that bitch has been bothering me for weeks. He can see my side now that he's never coming back." He let a low hiss escape his own lips. "Now. Let's get a little wild tonight."

He placed a gentle kiss on my lips before grabbing my hand. "I bet Jimin would love to see what happens when you take a rivalry with Suga." I chuckled lowly. "I bet Jimin would like to see what happens when you try to take my man." I said lowly.

Hoseok pulled me across the streets, having the balls to tempt me with humans. Hoseok chuckled. "Take it all out. Become that bitch in the competition that everyone should fear, thirsty for blood." I hissed lowly. "If you knock on that door and distract the bitch, I can jump in after and rip his head off."

"You read my mind babe." Hoseok chuckled. I hesitantly let go of his hand, just hiding at the side, waiting for the door to open and Jimin's stupid voice to destroy my ears.

Hoseok rung the doorbell, the door opening not even a few seconds later. "Hobi! I knew you'd come back for me." Jimin exclaimed. "Bitch, please. I just need some advice." Hoseok laughed. "About what?" Jimin asked. "Dating."

"Come in, and just between us, I'll be your boyfriend." Jimin said happily. "Oh no, not you. Yoongi." Hoseok chuckled. "Because you fucking annoyed us." He hissed. I jumped up, immediately running past Hoseok and pushing Jimin away harshly.

I hissed loudly. "Fuck you! Stay away from my man!" I yelled. Jimin widened his eyes and frowned. "The game is over for me. Why are so pissy about it?" He asked, crossing his arms. "Because you tried to take my man all season!" I yelled.

Jimin raised his eyebrow. "What? Okay, listen. Sit down." He said softly, pointing at the sofa. Hoseok and I looked at each other with confusion, and sat down.

"So, you're both vampires now. Last time I saw you, you were human." Jimin chuckled. "Did Hoseok turn you?" Hoseok nodded, confusion still in his eyes. "How do you know this?" He asked. Jimin smiled. "It's so obvious. I caught you in the restroom a few weeks ago checking out your fangs. It happened a few times, that's when I figured that vampires might exist."

Hoseok whispered a few broken words. "I like looking at my fangs..." He admitted. "And your flirting?" I asked. "His fangs seemed to pop out sometimes when he was either flustered or angry, I figured flirting could bring out one emotion or an other. I like the unique shape and core behind it, seeing as no one really believes in it. I just really wanted to see your fangs." Jimin said shrugging.

"One thing though." He said. "Why are you so muscular?" Jimin asked pouting. "Don't get me wrong. It is really hot, but why? You are in a show called Taehyung's Drag Race. Shouldn't you be having a bit of a more... chubby body?" He asked curiously. Hoseok chuckled and shook his head. "Don't ask me why, but it comes with my kind. For some reason, every vampire male has a lot of muscle."

"Maybe it's to attract victims." I suggested. "That sounds pretty logical actually." Jimin agreed. "But really, why were you such a bitch then?" I asked. "Someone's got to be the game shaker. If Namjoon and Jin are too flirty than who else is going to bring the sass in this show? You are too quiet." Jimin chuckled. "Outside the show, I'm a normal gay guy doing drag."

Hoseok smiled slightly. "Mind joining us tonight? We're still hunting. If you like my fangs so much, why not see them in action?" He asked. Jimin smiled widely. "I'd love to. I'm not afraid of a bit of blood." He winked. "It's my man you're winking to." I said lowly.

"Trust me, dear, he is yours. I see it in your eyes." Jimin laughed. "If I attack him it's your own fault. I'm thirsty as hell." I whined. "If you do, I'll turn him." Hoseok chuckled. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go, bitches! I'm getting drunk tonight!" Jimin yelled happily.

The End