🎃Unexpected visit🎃

Seokjin's POV

"Come on Jin, you can go inside!" Taehyung said happily, light pushing me towards the large, old wooden gate. I gulped. Why did I decide to make that bet?

I slapped myself a few times, taking a deep breath. I was currently standing in front of an abandoned old mansion. Weird that it was still standing. I lost the bet, now I had to go in.

I hesitantly pushed the wooden door open slightly, with a loud creaking sound, I went inside and carefully closed the ear raping door. I gulped. The inside was all... stone ripped and dirty carpet and windows. But it seemed pretty if you leave all the spiders and bats out.

I hesitantly walked through the mansion, finding the kitchen after a few minutes. I frowned. The fridge was running... no one lived here anymore, right? It's old. I carefully opened it, immediately backing away when I saw what was stored inside.

Bottles, glasses, anything that can be filled with liquid was full of blood. Hell, some even was spilled inside of it! I quickly closed the fridge with a loud bang, running out of that terrifying room. That was a trauma I'm never getting rid of.

I gulped, walking up the creaking staircases. This house was huge! Why do I have to inspect the whole building?! I hesitantly opened a wooden door, which was scraped with a knife, carving the letters: 김 남준 (Kim Namjoon)

I froze. There was a man in the room, lying on the bed with a book in his hands. I swallowed a lump down my throat as I was about to leave.

"Why don't you come in?" He asked lowly. I hesitantly turned around to him. His blonde hair was parted to the side as red eyes stared into mine. He had lowered his book and had a sly smirk on his face.

He chuckled at my lack of speech. "It's been a while since I've had a visit. Come in." He gave me a soft smile. I slowly walked into the room, my hands trembling of the unknown person in front of me. He, however, didn't seem to mind my fear. In fact, he looked like he enjoyed every bit of it.

He cocked his eyebrow up at me, eyeing me up and down. "Why are you here?" He asked, sitting up. A black see-through blouse was covering his chest, tight black jeans underneath it. He looked casual, except for the see-through part.

"I... Uhm..." I stammered lightly. "I lost a bet... And now I have to look through this house..." I said softly, gulping a nervous lump down my throat. "Louder darling. I can't hear you like this." He chuckled. "I lost a bet, and now I have to look through this house!" I yelled.

He grinned satisfied. "There we go. What's your name, young boy?" He laid his book down on the nightstand, not losing eye contact with me. "Seokjin... But I go by Jin. And you?" I asked quickly. He stood up with a deep sigh. "Did you not see the door?" He asked lowly.

I nodded. "Kim... Namjoon?" He nodded. "That's me. Now darling, what was this bet?" He asked, walking towards me. He was slightly taller than me, but he was definitely more intimidating and scary.

I gulped. "If my friend was able to do a split, Taehyung would win... I lost clearly." I looked down, only to meet his eyes again when he pushed my chin up. "But aren't you thankful for it? You met me. Not many humans are brave enough to even pass the door." He chuckled amused.

"Usually I would kill anyone that came in here, but you are quite cute. Handsome, but cute." He licked his bottom lip slightly and took a deep breath, exhaling sharply. "You have your friend, and I'm here by myself. All alone. In this giant building. I've been here for 300 years and I'm lonely as a bat in the sun." He whined.

I widened my eyes. "300 years?!" "Of course dear. Can't you see?" He asked, raising his eyebrow. "Red eyes?" I asked quietly. He nodded. "What else?" He parted his lips, sharp fangs hiding in his mouth. "Any clue yet?" He asked lowly. "V-vampire?" I asked shaking.

He smiled. "Correct darling. Now, I won't let such a handsome human as you go as easily as the others.." He hissed lowly. I gulped, turning around and running towards the door before my hand got pulled back. "No, no. You won't escape me, darling. We are going to stay together for a long, long time.." He smirked.

I shook my head immediately. "No! No, I don't want to!" I yelled panicking. He hissed lowly. "You are going to." He said lowly, pulling me towards his bed. "I'll let you sleep here for a night. Think about your words.." He said lowly. "But my friends!" I yelled. "They're long gone." He replied. "Left the moment that you came in. I smelled three humans on my terrain, of which two disappeared very quickly."

I frowned. They wouldn't leave me, right? "They would." Namjoon hissed lowly. "They left, and I can confirm it for you." He pulled my wrist roughly towards the blood-stained window. The gate... no one was there. Taehyung and Jimin really left.

I frowned, backing away from the window. "How did you know what I thought?" I asked hesitantly. "I'm a vampire, darling. I can do lots of things." He chuckled. I frowned, looking at him. "Fine. One night, that's it. No biting, no blood, no fangs. Got it?" I spat. Namjoon chuckled. "Alright."

A few hours had passed, and I was surprised to see that the Namjoon actually cared for my wellbeing. He went to the store, trusting me alone in his house just so he could buy some human food for me.

The bats and spiders freaked me out. They were everywhere! I looked at the book that he was reading, almost finished... The book was called Rebel. I hesitantly picked it up, reading the back of it. I yelped when I heard a chuckle. "Enjoying it?" Namjoon asked amused.

I sighed of relief. "Well, yeah. It looks pretty nice." I replied, laying the book back on its place. "I love it. It's the second book of a three book series. It thrills me!" He said happily. "I bought you some instant noodles since they are easy to prepare. I understand that you don't want to drink blood." He said softly.

I smiled slightly. "Thanks, Namjoon... You're really nice." I said shyly. Namjoon returned me a smiled and sat down next to me. "I realized that we started the wrong way. I apologize." He said nervously. "It's just been so long."

I chuckled. "It's nothing really. I'm just thankful for someone honest instead of those lying idiots that I called friends." I spat. Namjoon nodded. "I can kill them if you want." I shook my head. "They deserve worse than just killed." I growled.

Namjoon chuckled. "Kill lust?" He asked with a sly smirk. I shook my head. "Revenge lust." I corrected him. He tilted his head slightly. "What are you planning Jin?" He asked lowly. "Nothing. I just..." I sighed. "Nevermind."

I frowned, letting myself fall backwards on his bed. "Life isn't fair." I whined. Namjoon sighed deeply. "It'll never be Seokjin." "Than why do you want to keep me here?" I asked coldly. Namjoon looked at me and then back down at his knees. "I wanted to hold your anger. I knew that once you realized that they left, you wouldn't be able to hold it for long without help. If I didn't notice this situation I would have killed you the moment that you walked through my door."

I gulped. He really was heartless if you think about it. He frowned at me. "I have a heart! Just not too many people... Not even vampires." He said lowly. "So... What you are doing for me is a rare situation?" I asked hesitantly. He nodded. "Very rare."

"But you called me handsome earlier!" I whined. He scoffed and smiled, cute dimples revealing themselves more clearly. "Because you are. Wide shoulders, cute plump lips, brown innocent eyes and matching hair. I'm into that you know." He said with a chuckle.

A light blush crept up my face. "I-I mean..." "Are you shy now darling?" He asked, a seductive smirk forming on his face. "N-no..." I stuttered. He chuckled lowly. "Don't lie to me Jin. Or do you like it when I call you darling?" He asked, biting his bottom lip. I looked down at my lap. "... I don't know. I've never had anyone tell me that I'm handsome, or cute. Let go that someone would call me darling."

"Family?" Namjoon asked curiously. I shook my head. "Died. Mother died at birth, father died of an overdose. No one that could take me in. I've lived with Jimin ever since." I explained softly. Namjoon his lips parted in sympathy. "I'm sorry... If this is uncomfortable then I'll let you go."

I shook my head quickly. "No. I don't want to leave. I don't want to go back to Jimin and Taehyung, I'll have nowhere to go." I said, panicking slightly. Namjoon tilted his head. "Do you want to stay here? With me?" He asked concerned.

I nodded. "But I'm a vampire. Darling, I can get really bloodthirsty just with you close to me." He said worriedly. I frowned. "Do you want to drop me on the streets then? I worked in a hotel Namjoon, I know how to keep the house clean, I know how to cook. I am the male housewife!" I yelled.

"Sweetheart, please. I'm not dropping you on the streets. I'm just saying that I might turn you if you're not careful." He said with a chuckle, caressing my cheek. I took a deep breath. "I will. Just... please don't set me out of the house..."

Namjoon chuckled. "I won't set you out. I'll be happy to have someone who can help me around the house. I'm not really that careful with stuff either." He said softly. I smiled. "Than let's get cooking shall we?"

A few hours had passed. I was currently cleaning the house a bit. The shards of broken glass and spider webs cleaned up. I made sure to let the animals out safely instead of killing them, as Namjoon asked me to do.

"Darling? Is there any chance that you can teach me how this thing works?" Namjoon asked confused, starting at my phone. I burst into laughter. "Namjoon! Give it back!" "Noo!" Namjoon whined. "It looks fun!"

I sighed. "Come here, you clumsy vampire." I chuckled. Namjoon hesitantly handed me my phone. I sat down on the cough, Namjoon following me the moment after. "This is a phone. It's a modern device which allows you to browse the internet, watch videos, download apps-" "I don't know what those are!" Namjoon yelled childishly.

I chuckled. "I won't use it a lot. I guess don't need this thing." I clicked my tongue softly, Namjoon yelping loudly when my phone rang. I frowned, accepting the call and putting it on speaker.

(Swearing in the call, you have been warned)

"What the fuck do you think that you've done?!" I snapped, scaring Namjoon from my tone. "Jin hyung-" "No! I saw everything. You assholes! Leaving me alone!" I yelled angrily. "Hyung."

I frowned, hearing that voice. The husky deep voice of my ex rushed through the phone. "What do you want Yoongi?" I asked coldly. "Where are you?" Yoongi asked. "Why? Weren't you all too scared to enter the house?" I spat.

"You're still in that junk?!" Jimin asked with disbelieve. Namjoon hissed threateningly. "That junk is my home.." He growled. "Jin hyung, who is there with you?" Yoongi asked,  protective tone overcoming his voice. "His name is Namjoon, and unlike you sons of bitches, he cares about me! In fact, he will never leave me. You want to know why?!" I spat.

"Why?" Yoongi asked lowly. Before I could reply, Namjoon snatched my phone from my hand. "Because I am an immortal bloodthirsty creature that can and will kill you with ease if you hurt this handsome and cute man one more time.." He hissed loudly.

Silence over the line. "Jin hyung, meet us at the front of the house. I have to see this idiot for myself." Yoongi growled, ending the call.

(Swearing is over.)

Namjoon hissed lowly, his muscles tense and his eyes a blood red. "Who was he?" He asked lowly. "My ex-boyfriend. Yoongi. He cheated on me with a close friend..." I replied. Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows angrily, his breathing becoming more unstable with every second. "Jin. How long will it take for them to get here?" He asked lowly.

"A few minutes." I answered. "Go into my room, please. I'm losing it." He hissed lowly. I gave him a simple nod, walking upstairs. I could hear Namjoon hiss loudly. He reacted so protectively when Yoongi acted so rude... He really cared for me.

I frowned, walking out of his room again. If he bit me then I would have no regrets. Namjoon hissed lowly, starting at me from down the stairs. "Jin... They're here." He growled. "Than let's not let them wait." I said lowly. Namjoon gave me a simple nod. "I might kill them." He said quietly. "At this point, I don't care." I replied coldly.

The moment that the door opened, I wanted to run back inside. Yoongi looked at me with his normal cold stare and that cheater with him. "Hyung! Long time no see." "Hoseok. I want everything but to hear your voice right now!" I snapped.

Yoongi had an arm wrapped around his waist protectively. "Don't talk to him that way." I growled. "Why should I even begin to reason with you?!" I yelled angrily. Namjoon grabbed my shoulders. "Calm down darling. I can kill them right here, right now if you want me to." He whispered.

I shook my head. "Explain to me. Who is he?" Yoongi asked, cocking his eyebrow up at Namjoon. I frowned. "His name is Namjoon. He is the most handsome and caring man- no, vampire that I have ever met." I growled.

Hoseok burst into laughter. "A vampire! How cute!' He laughed. Namjoon hissed loudly, baring his fangs at the younger. "Give me one reason not to kill you right now.." He hissed. Hoseok chuckled. "You can't."

Namjoon looked at me. He was about to lose total control if this were to go on any longer. I forcefully opened his mouth and slit my wrist across his fangs. "Prove to them that you are a vampire Namjoon. Turn me."

Namjoon widened his eyes, his breathing hitching of the sudden action. He gladly licked my wrist clean of the blood, tilting my neck gently. "No regrets...?" He asked quietly. "Never." I replied, keeping eye contact with Yoongi at all times.

He gave me a soft nod, sinking his fangs into my skin. But stung for a few seconds, before turning into a soft ticklish feeling. My body felt cold for a short moment, before turning into a deadly heat. Namjoon bit his wrist roughly, blood leaking down from it.

"Drink it, darling. It will complete the transformation." He whispered, placing a gentle kiss in my neck. I licked the blood from his wrist without hesitation. My gums burned and stung, I felt Namjoon hold me tightly at the sharp edge of my fangs almost cut into my lip.

I hissed, thirst drowning over me. Hoseok and Yoongi looked slightly terrified but stayed cold. "I would run if I were you." Namjoon said lowly, smirking. My breathing hitched when Namjoon grabbed my hand and quickly ran towards the two.

Yoongi widened his eyes, seeing my face up close for once. "Like I said, " Namjoon said smirking. "I'd run.." He held Yoongi's arms tightly, forcefully holding him down. "Go head darling. Taste him.."

I wasted no time, sinking my fangs into his neck. Yoongi tensed up in pain and let out a few screams. Hoseok, as expected, froze in fear and terror, seeing his boyfriend fall to the floor into a lifeless body.

Namjoon and I quickly turned to Hoseok, who stared at us with fear. "Please..." He begged. I hissed. "You knew he was with me, you knew that! And yet you still take him from me.." I spat. Namjoon title this head painfully, only for me to sink my fangs into his skin roughly, letting his body join Yoongi's

Namjoon wrapped his arms around my chest. "I'm so proud of you darling." He whispered lowly. "So handsome and beautiful, and yet so dangerous."

I scoffed. "They deserved it." Namjoon turned me around to him and gently placed his lips on mine. Our lip moving in synch as I kissed back. Namjoon smiled, breaking the kiss shortly. "Isn't it a bit weird that we are kissing in between two dead bodies?"

I rolled my eyes. "You stared it." He chuckled. "True." Before I knew it he placed his lips back on mine. So what we were in between two dead bodies? I found real love for once. And I never want it to leave.

The End

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