❣Accident by own mistake❣

Yoongi's POV

I smiled, my boyfriend's hand in mine as we scrolled through our social media. Jimin and I had just come out for about a week, and fans seem to have exploded with YoonMin fanart.

We didn't mind. In fact, Jimin found it very cute that fans supported our choice. "Hyung?" Jimin asked pouting. "Yes, Jiminie?" I looked at him, smiling as he looked like a child who was calling out to his mother. "Can we post a selfie together?" He asked smiling.

I couldn't help but chuckle. The cute smile, his beautiful eyes. And I still can't believe that he's mine. "Of course. You don't have to put your cute act on to ask that." I chuckled.

Jimin smiled widely and snuggled up to my chest. "Hold my phone high please!" He said quickly, handing me his phone and guiding up to where he wanted it. I mean, he could take it himself but- aw.

Jimin pouted a cute kissy face, his hands cupping his cheeks.
Now that was adorable. I leaned my head on top of his and smiled the famous gummy smile that can defeat the jelly. A few selfies were taken, until Jimin leaned his head back and kissed my chin.

"I love you hyungie." He said smiling. "I love you more Jiminie." I chuckled. Jimin took his phone from my hand and quickly posted one of them, a cute little description added under the photo.

I clicked on the notification on my own phone to look at it. I can't help but smile every time I see him. On a screen, or with me in my arms, I have to smile. "Jiminie, look at your hyung." I said lowly. Jimin looked up at me. "Hm?" "Kiss?" I asked pouting.

Jimin smiled and placed his lips on mine for a small peck. "How many times have we kissed now?" He asked with a chuckle. "Too many to count." I replied. "But there will be a lot more." I chuckled. Jimin sat up, a soft frown on his face.

"Hyungie? What would you do if I'm... not the same? More dark, and bloodthirsty..." He whispered softly. "Where is that coming from?" I asked. "N-nowhere..." Jimin shook his head.

I pulled him onto my lap. "Jimin, look at me." Jimin shook his head. "Jimin." I growled lowly. He hesitantly looked up at me, pouting sadly. "I wouldn't care if you became that way, or if you are. You will always be Jimin, and you will always be my Jiminie."

Jimin smiled widely. "Thanks, hyungie! But really, if I start to act aggressive, tell me." He said lowly. I nodded. "I will." I placed a kiss on his forehead, pulling his back against my chest. "Now just relax. We have a week off, that's a week of time together."

"Yey!" Jimin squealed happily. "What are we going to do then hyung?" He asked curiously. "Sleeping." Jimin chuckled. "What else would I expect from you. You lazy!" He laughed.

I smiled. "I'm not lazy, I just like feeling the world with closed eyes." I said pouting. "Sometimes you should watch out with that." Jimin said lowly. "If you can't see, then something might chase you. If you can feel but miscalculate, your life may be on the line."

I frowned. "Where is all this coming from? Did you watch horror movies with Jungkook again?" I asked, crossing my arms over his chest. Jimin shook his head. "No. It's something I experienced." I raised my eyebrow at him. "What? Jiminie, where is this coming from? This is not like you at all." I said lowly. Jimin shook his head. "Never mind it. I'm just thirsty..." He said softly.

This went on for days. I kept trying to ask him what was wrong, but he avoided the question. He went out a lot more, and I don't understand why. Is it me? Is he tired of me?

"Hyungie, I'm going out!" "No, you are not." I growled. "Jimin, this is the last straw! I have been trying to help you, but you just won't tell me! Is it me? Am I the reason for these weird cutouts?" Jimin widened his eyes. "What?! No! Why do you think that?"

I sighed. "Every time that you go out, you don't want me to go with you. You avoid my questions, you don't want to hang around me as much as you used to. For a bit of time, I even thought you were cheating on me." I answered, rubbing my own arm.

Jimin looked down sadly. "I don't cheat on you Yoongi, I could never do that. You make me happy, you really do! But... because of my body, I have to go out sometimes, and do horrible things I'd rather not want you to know. And... it's because tough lately." He said softly.

"Whenever you are close to me it gets worse, and I don't want to attack you!" He yelled suddenly, immediately shutting his mouth, covering it with his hand. "Attack- what- Jimin! You are not leaving this house until you have explained to me what in the Devil is going on!" I yelled, grabbing hid wrist and pulling him back to the living room.

Jimin whined and whimpered for me to release him, that it's really important. "Well if it is then I guess I'm not?" I asked coldly. "Hyungie... please. Even if I wanted to show you I can't! You'd be so horrified of me..."

"I can never be afraid of you! Just stop hiding and tell me why you can't be with me anymore, tell me why you 'attack', and tell me why you are avoiding my question." I growled. Jimin gulped nervously.

"I... I can't. The reason why I avoid your question is because I'm inhuman. You are making the aggression of my body worse, and I'm scared. What if I suddenly attack you in that phase? You'll never forgive me." He said softly.

He grabbed his phone and went to his gallery. "I took a few photos with hints. I'll... I'll tell you if you can pick the photos out with the hints!" He yelled. I sighed. "Are there edits?" I asked lowly. "No edits. No filters. All blank and plain." He replied, hiding his face in his knees.

I sighed. "What am I looking for here?" I asked. "I'm not telling..." Jimin replied. I growled lowly and looked through his photos. They all seemed so normal to me. "You said plain right?" Jimin nodded. "It's all real."

I frowned. All I saw were some pictures with red eyes, some with some cute toy fangs, and others with... dead bodies. That smile... I don't know that smile. It wasn't happy. On the photo, Jimin was smiling, his head tilted towards the dead skull in his other hand. With blood written on the wall in bold letters: 'Look what I did. I made a new friend!'

He looked like a psycho. "Jimin, what is this?" I asked lowly, showing him the picture. Jimin gulped looking at it. He slowly licked his lips before shaking his head wildly. "Get it away from me... I saw it."

"This is the goriest thing I've ever seen Jiminie! This is not like you at all! You hate things like these." I said lowly. Jimin nodded. "This is me. And I have no choice but to accept the fact that I enjoy it." "You enjoy killing?! What is going on Jiminie?!" I yelled.

Jimin looked away from me. My gaze immediately softened when I heard soft sniffles and sobs. I pulled him close to me, embracing him in a warm hug. "Hey, hey... Calm down. I'm not angry, I'm just worried Jiminie..."

"B-but you force m-me to s-sit h-here... I d-do my things for a r-reason!" He cried. "Shh, I'm sorry. But hyungie is just worried about his Jiminie. He loves him very much and does not want anything to happen to him." I said softly. Jimin sobbed quietly. "Jiminie l-loves his h-hyungie t-too..."

I smiled. "Come on. Let's calm down for a bit. After that, we'll act as this never happened okay? But I don't want you going out there to kill... The thought scares me." I said lowly. Jimin frowned sadly but nodded. "Okay..."

"Cheer up, or you'll get the tickle Yoongs.." I chuckled. Jimin shot up from my lap. "Nooo! Not the tickle Yoongs!" He yelled. I chuckled. "Than come sit down and cheer up!" I smiled. Jimin cracked a small smile and sat down next to me, cuddling up against my chest.

I smirked slightly and gently caressed his hips, tickling them after. Jimin shot up and laughed, pulling at my shirt and trying to slap my hands away. I chuckled. "Are you going to smile for me?"

Jimin laughed and pouted. "N-no!" He laughed. "How sad, then I guess tickle Yoongs will have to stay for a while." I chuckled. Jimin laughed and shook his head falling off the couch onto the floor. I quickly jumped back onto him. These were the best moments. Where I get to see him smile, and those moments I've missed for weeks.

Jimin laughed and pushed me away with his legs, causing me to fall on the ground. "Yah- Hey!" I yelled when Jimin got on top of me and started tickling me instead. I burst into laughter. "Jiminie- No! Stop!" I laughed. Jimin smiled. "Revenge!" "Nooo!" "Yes!"

For a bit of time, we rolled around like this. We were exhausted at some point... Me sooner than him. Jimin smiled, pecking my lips. "I'm sorry hyungie." He said softly. "Don't worry about it. It's happened, and now there is nothing we can do but forgive and forget, and I've already forgotten." I said smiling.

Jimin smiled. "Thank you." He smiled, laying his head in the crook of my neck. I know it was a bad idea... but he's so vulnerable! Just one tickle... I smirked slyly, giving his sides just a small tickle. Jimin hissed loudly, kicking his feet onto the ground of frustration as he bit into my neck.

I gasped and screamed in pain. "Jimin! What the Hell! Get off me!" I yelled, screaming in pain. Jimin just hissed against my skin. I gulped. I was already weak from the tickle wrestling match, but my body felt so tired. Whatever those sharp things are, they belong to my boyfriend. And my thoughts about him still haven't changed.

I still love him.
No matter if he kills me.

I could feel Jimin grab my hands. His skin was ice cold. Inhuman cold... Undead. He separated himself from my neck, his cold breath panting on my skin. "I'm sorry..." He whispered. "I'm so sorry..." My sight was blurry, my head aching. My heart pounding in my chest of confusion and pain.

I could see Jimin biting into his wrist, almost hearing a crack of a bone. He sat behind me, pulling my body up to his chest. He placed his bleeding wrist against my lips. "Please... drink it for me... I don't want you to die..." He begged softly. With as much strength as I had, I licked the blood away, until I felt my body go limp and passed out.

I gasped and shot up, grabbing my throat. "I SAW JESUS! AM I DEAD?!" I yelled, panicking everywhere. Jimin quickly covered my mouth. "Shh, you're not dead... Well, technically you are dead. We are undead."

I looked up at Jimin, who was cautiously looking around him. "We?" I asked. "I turned you hyungie. I really didn't mean to..." He said sadly. I widened my eyes. "What are you Jiminie?" I asked hesitantly. "We are vampires hyungie. That's why I took you out here before you could wake up." He said softly.

I sat up, rubbing my head. "Why?" "To drink." Jimin replied. "No, no. Why didn't you tell me this?" I asked, turning to look at him. "I was scared... Your scent drives me insane, that's why I always had to leave. That's why I kill. But I never mean to! It's some crazy side that enjoys this so much, and it overtakes me whenever I drink." He said quickly.

I rubbed my head. "If you would have told me I would have allowed you to drink from me. I don't want you killing people Jiminie." I said lowly. An inhuman hiss slipped past my lips. I widened my eyes, looking at Jimin. "What was that?"

Jimin smiled slightly. "It happens when you're thirsty or when a certain emotion holds you. It sounds cute." He said smiling. I gulped. "And... how long have you been in this mess?" Jimin shook his head. "I don't want to tell you. You'll be worried and you need to drink."

"How? I don't want to kill..." I said lowly. Jimin smirked darkly. "You have no choice. Don't worry hyungie. You'll love it." He chuckled. I swallowed a nervous lump down my throat. "Lead me..."

Jimin grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Gladly.." I stared at him. His blood-red eyes stood out because of his pale skin. His white fangs shining in the moonlight. Jimin tilted his head. "What are you looking at? Do I have some blood on my face?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No. You're just really pretty." I replied. Jimin smiled and licked his lips. "Let's go. I'm thirsty." I nodded quickly. "Is this burn a daily thing?" I asked, rubbing my throat. Jimin nodded. "When you're thirsty."

Another hiss escaped my lips. Jimin cocked his eyebrow up at me. "Is hyungie getting impatient?" He chuckled. I gritted my teeth. "Jimin.. Don't test me right now." I growled. Jimin smirked and continued to pull me along society. It's a wonder how no one noticed us yet.

My mind was going insane! All the different scents of blood. It was all so attractive to me. "Jimin! How long until you finally get me someone to rip apart?!" I hissed. Jimin chuckled. "Don't worry, you'll get one soon enough."

I growled lowly. "Why are we here? Shouldn't we leave Namjoon and Jin to themselves?" I asked. Jimin smirked. "Who said that we weren't? We'll be in and out without a sound and with a bite." He chuckled, smiling mischievously. "I've never dared to do this on my own in the fear of one of them catching me. But with you..."

He smiled, pecking my lips. "We can become a different band hyungie. When we return to BigHit, we can become different from all the others. If you help me..." He pouted. I chuckled. "You already had me with the first few words." I smirked, licking my lips. "I'm okay with anyone's blood at this point."

Jimin smirked. "Come on. Follow me." He led me to the back of the house, climbing up using the rain pipe. His flexibility was always going to impress me. I quickly followed him up, managing to climb through the open window.

Jimin pulled me close to him, placing his lips on mine. I gladly kissed back, placing my hands on his waist. I looked up at the open door, inhaling sharply. Their scent was killing me!

I hissed lowly. "Easy, you'll get their blood." Jimin chuckled. "Listen closely. To turn someone, you have to kill them, but feed them your blood while they're still alive. It doesn't matter how they die, they have to drink your blood when they're alive." Jimin said lowly. I nodded understandingly.

"What will we do when they wake up?" I asked. "We'll lead them to Tae, Hobi and Kookie." Jimin answered. "Let's drink." We slowly found our way down the stairs. For a slight moment, I felt some symphony for the couple, and then I realized that they'll see each other again anyway, so it's fine.

I was about to take a silent turn, when Jimin decided to disturb that silence. "Welcome to your funeral!" He laughed. Jin and Namjoon turned to us with confusion. They looked at each other and back at us. I shrugged. "I was going to go for a silent attack, but Jiminie thought no." I sighed.

Jin raised his eyebrow at us. "Silent attack? How did you get in?" He asked. "The open window." Jimin said smiling, jumping on the couch in between them. Namjoon frowned slightly at us. "Jimin, this is not like you." He said lowly. "But it is! Here, I'll show you!" He hissed biting into his neck.

Jin yelped of fear, backing off instinctively. Namjoon screamed in pain, trying to claw Jimin away. Before Jin could act, I grabbed his throat. I bit into my wrist, forcing his mouth open. Jin struggled against my grip, choking slightly when my blood dripped into his mouth.

I smirked slightly, biting into his neck. Jin screamed out in pain, tears rolling down his cheeks. I felt his grip weaken, and soon his body went limp, lifeless, empty. I had drained him empty. And it tasted like Heaven.

Jimin smirked at me. "See? It's so good!" He exclaimed, biting his lip. I nodded. "It really is. I might get addicted to it." I chuckled. Jimin walked towards me, kissing me again. I kissed back, biting his lip with my fangs. Jimin hissed lowly as I licked the blood away that escaped his wound.

I smirked. "You don't taste bad either." "Save your compliments hyungie." Jimin chuckled. I placed my lips back on his, hugging him close. A few minutes past. Jimin and I both looked at Namjoon, who stared at us. "I'm going to imagine that I never saw this." He said lowly.

His skin had become a lot paler, and when I say a lot, then I mean A LOT. His red eyes looked beside us to his boyfriend, who still didn't wake up. A low hiss escaped his lips. "What did you do?" He asked lowly.

Jimin chuckled darkly. "We gave you new lives. More... interesting ones." He said lowly. Namjoon frowned angrily. "Why? I was happy the way my life had gone." He growled. "Than I improved it!" Jimin said happily.

Namjoon hissed, grabbing his throat. "Did you kill him?" He asked lowly. I nodded. "I did-" "I'll kill you for it!" Namjoon yelled angrily. He pulled Jimin off me roughly, grabbing my throat tightly. I grabbed his wrist tightly, pinching his bone. Namjoon whined in pain, letting go.

"How could you?!" "By doing it." I said smirking. Namjoon turned around as quickly as he could when he heard Jin groan. "Jinnie?" Namjoon asked worriedly. He grabbing his hand tightly. "No... Five more minutes..." Jin whined, turning around to his side.

Namjoon sighed. "I baked cookies and the stove is on fire." "OH, NO YOU DIDN'T!" Jin yelled, shooting up about to slap his boyfriend. Namjoon gasped softly, as did Jin. They stared at each other for a bit. Jin cupped Namjoon his cheeks, rubbing his thumb on his cheekbones.

"What happened to you?" He asked softly. "What happened to me? What happened to you?" Namjoon asked, intertwining their hands. Jin smiled softly. "I guess the same as what happened to you. And one of you two is getting a special receipt." He said lowly, looking at Jimin and me with angry eyes.

I raised my eyebrow. "Which is?" "A slice of You Better Run Before I Beat Your Butt. Or for short, Run." He hissed loudly. I mouthed an 'o'. "Namjoon, is the door open?" I asked. "No. You can either jump the way you came or accept the punishment." He said smirking.

I pointed at the stairs. "I'll be back!" I said quickly, sprinting away. "Yoongi come back here!" Jin yelled angrily. "No thanks!" I yelled back, jumping from the window, almost breaking my legs. I was like the Flash! Never seen it, all I know is that he's fast. And that's me right now. I thought..

I yelped when Jin grabbed my jacket. "Jin hyung!" "Get back inside. Now.." He hissed angrily. "Alright, alright, but let me explain before you slap me." I said quickly, wiggling myself out of his grasp. Jin gave me a slight nod, following me back inside, making sure that I didn't escape.

Namjoon was already hissing at Jimin. "Calm down! Jeez! You'll get your blood!" Jimin sighed, rolling his eyes. Namjoon looked at us, a slight smirk on his face when he saw me with Jin. "Is he thirsty?" I asked. Jimin nodded. "He is."

Jin kept a cold and angry stare as he pushed me towards Jimin. "Explain." He growled, crossing his arms. "Okay, so, Jiminie and I were having fun tickling each other, when I gave him an unsuspecting tickle and he accidentally bit me. After killing me I woke up in this alley close to you guys' house, and Jimin said that to still my thirst we might as well turn you guys so you can turn the other three." I explained.

Jin and Namjoon frowned. "So all this was Jimin's fault?" Jin asked coldly. We nodded. "I take full responsibility for happiness and thirst." He said smirking. "Because aren't you thirsty? I'm thirsty." He chuckled. Namjoon and Jin turned to look at each other. "I am for sure, but what does that have to do with this?" Namjoon growled.

"I am surrounded by two life-fossils. And I am 300 years old!" Jimin yelled. "You two are thirsty, you drink from Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jungkook and turn them so we are one vampire band and friends." Jimin said shortly.

Jin and Namjoon frowned, but smirked soon after. "I like that idea." Jin said with a low chuckle. "Lead the way." Namjoon said lowly.

And there we were again. On the way to the last three with four vampires. Two of which that were distracted by everything that smelled like blood. It is food, I'm not surprised that Jin was distracted by it, but Namjoon was a surprise.

"There. Their apartment is on the third floor." Jimin said, pointing at the balcony. "How ironic. Three people, floor three." Jin chuckled. I sighed annoyed. "Let's just go. I'm already starving again." "We walked for five minutes!" Namjoon yelled. "That's five minutes of my holy energy spend." I spat. Jimin chuckled amused. "Let's go up. Pay our good friends a little visit."

I know we could take the elevator and stuff, but where is the fun in that? We climbed up, only to surprise our lovely Tae. "Oh my- What the hell are you guys doing up here!" He yelled.

Namjoon hissed loudly, sinking his fangs into Taehyung's skin. Taehyung gasped, before he could scream, I put my hand over his mouth. I bit into my wrist, quickly feeding him my blood before he actually died.

"What's wrong Tae?" Hoseok asked, curiously peeking his head around the corner. The moment that Jin his eyes fell on him, he ran towards him, biting his wrist like he saw me do and bit into his neck, silencing his screams with his wrist and blood.

Jungkook stared at us with wide eyes. "You killed them!" He yelled. I hissed lowly. "Don't worry. You'll join them." Jimin ran towards him, smirking as he almost ripped his skin open. He forced Jungkook's mouth open, who was terrified of us, clearly, and let his blood drip into his mouth.

I bit into his neck harshly, groaning at the taste of his blood. "Hey! No fair!" Jimin whined. "I want to drink from him!" "Than bite him on the other side, I'm not claiming him!" I hissed. Jimin smirked and bit the other side of Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook screamed in pain, his screams silenced by Jimin's wrist. I took a deep breath through my nose, pulling my fangs from his skin. I blinked a few times. What the hell was I doing?!

I gulped nervously, looking around me. "What have I done?" I asked softly. Jimin grabbed my arm. "We made terrible mistakes..." He whimpered. "How did we even get this far?! Even worse, how will we feed these three?!" I yelled. Jimin sighed. "We'll just have to feed them by bringing victims here, or bring them to their victims."

"I'M NOT DEAD! I'M NOT DEAD!" Taehyung screamed loudly, looking at his hands with absolute terror. "I'm... not human?" He asked hesitantly, looking up at Namjoon. "Welcome to the tough life kid." Namjoon said lowly, looking at Jin with concern. Jin shared the same expression, sitting down near Hoseok, who soon shot up as well.

He panted of fear and horror, looking at us. "What just happened?" He asked softly. "I'll explain everything." Jin said quietly, rubbing his hand. A few minutes later, Jungkook woke up as well. He yawned and looked at us. "Nope. I refuse Satan." He said tiredly, turning around on the couch.

Jimin raised an eyebrow at him. "He'll find out sooner or later." "For now, let's get these to drink." I said lowly. Taehyung gulped. "Drink?" "Yep. Don't act surprised Tae!" Jimin exclaimed. Taehyung pouted. "Am not!"

I sighed. "Let's go quickly." I leaned to Jungkook's ear. "You're a vampire and we need to drink. Get up before I drag you down the stairs." Jungkook opened his eyes, pouting slightly. "Noted."

The End

This idea started with a title called: 'Selfies are more than just a pretty picture'. But when I wrote the story I was like... Should I even name it? I was utterly confused but I hope you like it nonetheless.

All of these chapters except for the first 7 are unedited BTW!! I shall check all the spelling errors and edit it after the book is done. If something annoys you about me taking my time fight me. (JK I purple you💜)