[|Opposites Attract|JiHopeKook|]

"Humans... Disgusting creatures. Don't you agree?"

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"You hired me." Jimin growls. "And what for? To work together with a fucking paranormal being who has been trapped in an iron cage for almost ten years, hasn't aged, and is diagnosed with insanity, to catch a murderer who has been on the loose for about five to nine years. And you need us to work together because you can't figure your shit out?!" He yells angrily.

"That's about as accurate as you make it, yes." Yoongi shrugs. "This murderer is young. He's probably only two or three years younger than you." His husband says after. Jimin never really liked Taehyung. Too energetic. "So if he's twenty... He started killing at the age of eleven?"

Yoongi nods. "He's very dangerous. That's why we need the best assassin we know, and a dangerous paranormal being who has been relatively tamed, to work together. You two might be the deadliest combo we can find."

Jimin frowns. "What do I get paid?" He asks. "Anything in between the two million and four million, depending on how quickly the job is fixed." Yoongi replies with a smirk.

Jimin almost immediately grabs his gun from his jeans and clicks the barrel back. "Deal." Yoongi smirks. "Excellent. Let the vampire go near him." He orders.

Jimin watches as the vampire gets pulled towards him and sometimes gets pulled back by the iron chains.

"Fucking hell! Let go of me! I won't kill him! I want that idiot dead too. He steals my fucking meals." The vampire hisses.

Slowly the chains are taken off, and the vampire sighs in relief and rubs his hands around his wrist that shows a burning mark of where the iron ring tightened before it got taken off.

The vampire leans closer to Jimin and sniffs, inhaling sharply. "Did you kill a boy today?" The vampire asks amused. Jimin just nods. "Felt like doing something." "I smell his blood on your hands." The vampire chuckles.

"The name's Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. It's a pleasure to work with such a good-looking assassin. Why aren't you modeling somewhere right now?"

Jimin groans and rolls his eyes. "I've gotten enough offers from those industries. Truth is that they're shocked once I pick up my phone and start my sentence with: Park Jimin, professional assassin how may I be of service."

"I bet their expression is priceless." Hoseok growls amused. "It is." Jimin chuckles. Jimin eyes Hoseok up and down. His arms and chest are well-muscled and his fangs are long and sharp. His red eyes spark with a lust for blood and his body is littered with scars.

But what attracts Jimin the most are his legs. Those god damn gorgeous strong legs. He can't seem to draw his gaze away from them once his eyes lock with the vampire's thighs and calves.

Hoseok chuckles. "Am I attractive to you, human?" He asks, flicking his tongue over his fangs. Jimin huffs. "If you would even call it that. I'm rather disappointed." He replies selfishly. "I hoped my partner would be more like me." "Rude, selfish, a total prick, handsome, cute ass, and blowjob lips?" Hoseok smirks. "Sorry sweetheart, I'm not a bottom."

Jimin aims his gun at him, but Hoseok merely laughs. "I can't die! Shoot me all you want!" I will, Jimin wants to say. Instead, he lowers his gun and scoffs. "Fucked up. Why do you live if you have nothing to live for?"

Hoseok smirks and tangles his fingers in Jimin's hair, running his hand through the fluffy strands of it, over and over again. "I live to see another war, another time, the evolution of my kind. Right now, we live among humans. You could have had a boyfriend and he would have been a vampire, or a demon, or a werewolf." He says lowly.

"I'm not gay."

"Too bad. I would have treated you very good." Hoseok purrs, wincing in pain when the iron chains get wrapped around his wrists. "What the fuck?!"

"No physical contact!" Taehyung growls. "We talked about this." "Sure. Wings and horns don't get me scared you little Devil's Toy!" Hoseok laughs darkly.

Immediately Taehyung's eyes flare a bright orange, fire-spitting from his eyes. His horns rip through the skin of his forehead and wings rip from his back. Yoongi quickly grabs his hand and gently rubs his thumb over it.

Taehyung's demonic growls calm ever so slightly, but his eyes never leave Hoseok. Yoongi himself, is furious. "Call my husband a Devil's Toy one more time and I'll cut you open and feed you to Yeontan."

"That little dog?" Hoseok chuckles. "He won't be able to even put a piece of me in his tiny mouth!" He laughs loudly. Jimin growls and grabs Hoseok's ear, making him whine when he pulls it. "Where do we start?" He asks.

Yoongi coughs and regains his composure. "He was last seen near the Busan town's center." "Than that's where we will go." Jimin snarls, pulling Hoseok with him. "Put some clothes on." Jimin mumbles. "Can't. Don't have any." Hoseok hisses. "Than I'll buy you some, just behave." Jimin spits.

Hoseok scoffs. "I thought I was taking the lead?" "You're a vampire, I'm an assassin. Who would they trust more with the other?" Jimin asks coldly. "Me, of course." Hoseok growls. "Because I can kill you with ease, and if I wanted to, I can even bring you back to life."

"Really?" Jimin asks, crossing his arms. "What else can you do?" Hoseok smirks. "I can escape from you in just one second, I can throw you across town if I want to, and I can make you fall for me by just the blink of an eye." He purrs. "And much more."

"So you have some sort of super speed, strength or agility, and what, manipulation?" Jimin scoffs. "Such a lame immortal." He growls. Hoseok hisses at him. "Do you want me to kill you?"

Jimin frowns and connects the iron gun to his naked chest, making Hoseok hiss out in pain when he jerks his body away, like an animal bending his knees and baring his fangs angrily. "Keep that thing away from me." He hisses.

Jimin grins, wetting his lips. "Too bad. I thought you couldn't die." "Iron bruises me from the inside. It cuts through me and can actually rip my organs apart." Hoseok growls. "It hurts me."

Hoseok's head snaps up, his eyes wide and red as he licks his lips. "How old was that kid again...?" "Twenty." Jimin replies. Hoseok inhales sharply. "The blood of a child runs through these streets... He's close." He smirks.

Jimin tilts his head. "Really?" Hoseok nods vigorously. "Follow me. Be quiet." He growls lowly. Jimin just rolls his eyes and nods, quietly following Hoseok around the city.

Hoseok hisses quietly. "The scent's strong... It's fresh." He whispers. "The weapon is still there. I smell iron, but no human. He must have gotten away."

Jimin growls. "Can you track him?" "Probably." Hoseok mumbles. "His scent is unique. It isn't quite human, but I can't figure out what else it is. Maybe he is human and he just has very unique blood. Another option could be a half breed, but then it had to be three-fourth human. I've never seen a baby made out of three people."

Jimin listens with interest. "So... you were born this way?" "No." Hoseok growls. "As one of the vampires who got turned, I have no venom. If I wanted to turn someone I'd have to pass my DNA by any way shape or form. It just has to be in the victim's blood."

"Not the information I asked for, but thanks for the education." Jimin grumbles. "Track that guy and let's get that kid into jail." Hoseok scoffs. "Gladly."

Jimin follows Hoseok quietly. The silence gives him time to observe the man in front of him of who is supposed to work together with. Still naked in all his glory, Hoseok continues to just... go.

He has no shame. Sure, people who walk on the streets will be like: what the fuck?! but Hoseok doesn't care. He never has. But right now... In that moment where him and Jimin are alone. He wants to protect the smaller human. He cares for him...

Jimin sees the scars and wounds on Hoseok's back. How pale his skin is that it almost seems like he's dead. His breath is slow and steady, sniffing the air every now and to focus on the scent. His red eyes seem controlled as his instinct takes him through the city, eventually coming to a halt... at an asylum? Or a school?

Hoseok reads the sign. "Bangtan, university for the gifted." "What do you think it means?" Jimin asks. "It means that our target isn't human." Hoseok growls. "Listen, I need you to drink my blood. Just a small amount. You'll stay human, but you'll show symptoms of being a vampire. It makes it more believable for us to be there."

Jimin looks up at him and nods. "I'll do it." Hoseok smiles at him. It's not a grin or a smirk. It's a smile, that forms into a cute heart shape. Jimin can feel his heart beat in his chest against his ribs. That was the cutest smile he has ever seen...

Hoseok bit into his wrist harshly, slicing his fangs out of his skin. "Go ahead." He says softly. Jimin grabs Hoseok's wrist and brings it up to his lips to drink, he hesitates for a slight moment, thinking if this was right. He ignored the alarming voice in his head and focuses on Hoseok and the taste of his thin blood.

Hoseok watches as Jimin's eyes fade to red almost immediately after his tongue flicked over his wrist. The human boy began to groan and whine, fangs pushing themselves out of his gums and his heart slowing down.

Breathing gets difficult for Jimin. He looks up at Hoseok with wide eyes. "H-hyung... Will I die?" "No. Take deep breaths. Calm and deep breaths." Hoseok says softly. Jimin takes a few deep breaths, feeling his lungs slowly get used to the way of breathing.

"Thank you..." Jimin mumbles. "Perhaps you aren't that bad after all." "No one is on purpose." Hoseok says softly. "It's in my nature to act snappy and aggressive, but parts of my human personality still remain."

Jimin smiles. "Gladly you're not all psychopathic." "No vampire is or ever was." Hoseok growls. "They created that image, so we decided to bring that to life. Some of us are grown up with the need to kill others. Most of us aren't. I, however, am one of them."

Jimin follows Hoseok inside the thick walls curiously. They must have been designed to keep these... gifted ones in control. "Can you bend metal?" Jimin asks suddenly. Hoseok raises an eyebrow before nodding. "Our strength is... almost the strongest in the universe. If used correctly, it is a man's last mistake. If used wrong, it can be suicide."

Jimin gulps. "Dark times." "Every time is a dark time." Hoseok chuckles. "We live in the dark." Jimin giggles softly.

Hoseok hesitantly walks through the dark halls. Empty halls. He finds the principle and smiles. "Sir, I don't want to be a bother but we've found a murderer in town who led us here." He says. "Does the name Jeon Jungkook sound familiar?"

The principle's eyes shoot up at him. "Jeon Jungkook? Are you sure? And please... put some clothes on." "Did I stutter?" Hoseok growls. "The only human here is my partner and his blood attraction has been deactivated for a bit of time. There is nothing dangerous for him."

"But Jeon Jungkook is a danger to you." The principle says. "He's one of the most unstable students here. He is forced in chains because no one who got near him with good meanings ever survived."

"Than it's good that I have no good intentions with him. He's a threat to humanity - if being the right man - and has to be killed. Student or no student." Hoseok hisses. "And wouldn't you want the best for your students, Sir Kim?"

"How do you know my name?" "Oh, I don't, I just guessed." Hoseok smiles. "Do you have spare clothes I could borrow while my partner gives our target a visit?" The principle bites his lip. "I can give you spare clothes, but I can't allow your partner in there alone. I'm sending our guard with him."

Hoseok frowns. "If Jimin feels uncomfortable or unsafe, you get rid of the guard. If Jimin feels threatened, you bring him to me. No excuses." The principle gulps and nods. "Of course."

Hoseok smiles at Jimin. "You'll be okay. You're an assassin. A beautiful assassin. You can save yourself." Jimin nods. "I can, and I will." "That's my baby boy." Hoseok chuckles.

Jimin doesn't argue with the nickname. He just smiles at him and takes the gun from his belt, as well as the sniper rifle on his back. "I'll make sure to get that little bitch to talk."

When he said that, Jimin didn't know what was going to happen to him. This Jungkook guy... He was chained to the wall, sitting on his bed in silence. His deep red eyes stare at Jimin with a strange form of lust and disgust. Then, he talks.

"Humans... Disgusting creatures. Don't you agree?"

His voice is deep, his tone spoken in absolute disgust. Jimin gulps. The man in front of him is beautiful. His pale skin was covered in ink. In tattoos that shine in the light of the moon, eyes delicately watching how the adult is frozen in his spot. The guard had left on his command, and now he was alone. With Jungkook.

"Answer me."

Jimin shakes his head. "Humans are not disgusting." Jungkook smirks. "Of course. What would I expect from you? What's your name?" "Why would I tell the boy who escapes his chains to go out and murder simple human beings?" Jimin spits. "I can't tell a monster."

Jungkook scoffs and laughs lowly. "But aren't you a monster too? Look at yourself. Either you tell me your name, or you'll regret coming in my room." He hisses. Jimin growls at him, the sound scaring himself. No human is supposed to be able to produce that sound, with or without a bit of vampire blood... But then why does he feel so fuzzy?

Jungkooo smirks. "Funny. I thought you were just like me and that stupid partner of yours." He growls, standing up. Jimin's eyes widen when the chains effortlessly break. He freezes, feeling more and more uncomfortable  with every step the shirtless man takes to him.

"Only humans can't handle the scent of a dried corpse. They think it smells disgusting." Jungkook spits. "The rotting smell, the dried blood, bugs that eat it right in front of you. Your eyes don't shine like vampires to the bodies. You can't see in the dark. You're not like us."

Jimin gulps. "O-of course I am." "Oh, really?" Jungkook smirks. "Than why aren't you hissing? Why aren't you craving for blood when your eyes shine that way? I'm not a New-Blood." Jungkook chuckles. "Park Jimin. You're such a fool."

Jimin's eyes widen. "W-what...?" "I saw you. From the rooftop. Trying to fucking kill my brother. How do you feel after killing a fifteen-year-old boy?"

"That was you...?" Jimin asks softly. "You're Jeon Jihun's brother?" "In the flesh." Jungkook smirks. "I don't regret dying for him. Even though he died not even two months after, I came back to life. I'm here. Chained up because I got here by accident. Park Jimin... Do you know why I haven't killed you yet?"

Jimin frowns. "Why?" "Because you're pretty. And I want what is pretty all for myself." Jungkook hisses lowly, baring his fangs. "I'm sorry if you're mad at me. I'm an assassin. I do what I'm hired for to do."

"But you don't belong in the world of humans." Jungkook whispers. "You're so cute... So pretty... If I could just bite your pretty skin..." He smirks. "And I can."

Jimin gasps when Jungkook pushes him onto the bed, holding his hands above his head and mercilessly sinking his fangs into his skin.

It doesn't take long for Jimin to let out a moan. A moan of sudden pleasure when Jungkook starts to suck his blood.

Each draw sent a new wave of uncontrollable ecstasy through Jimin's body, and as far as he was concerned, he never wanted this to end. His back arches strongly into the body above him, moans and pants leaving his lips as he is drained of his blood. Partly unconscious he hears a banging outside of the door, he wonders what could be making so much noise but is forced to refocus on the wrist being offered to him. He takes the wrist into his mouth and begins sucking on the wound there, taking as much blood as he can before the arm is pulled away.

The door is slammed open, a furious Hoseok standing in the doorway. His eyes spit fire at Jungkook as the younger grins and pulls his fangs away from the human's skin.

"Well, well, well." Jungkook says amused. "Come to protect your partner?" "I can see it's too late." Hoseok growls. "They may call us a monster, and sure, I am, but not even I will manipulate them into drinking."

Jungkook tilts his head. "Oh? And you didn't hear him moan just then?" He hums. "So pretty. If only I could do more." He smirks. "If only you could do more."

Hoseok growls. "I don't want anything." "I can see the way you look at him." Jungkook whispers. "You want to have him all to yourself. Just like before, with me."

Hoseok frowns. "That was a long time ago." Jungkook scoffs. "A long time my ass. You cried your fucking eyes out at my funeral. You brought me back to life and look where that got us. Separated. Alone. We should be together again." Jungkook smirks. "Perhaps... even with him."

Jungkook looks at the shaking Jimin, who absently started to hiss and growl, fangs pushing through as they finally feel real. His body adapts to his new breathing method and his thirst rises.

Hoseok looks at him. "I miss you..." He mumbles. "You were such a lovely human boy. And then... Jimin killed you by accident. I wanted to kill him, that's why I left you." "But you fell in love with him." Jungkook spits. "You fell in love with my killer. He should feel the same way I had."

"Jungkook-"

"He isn't me!"

"Jungkook-"

"I deserve you!"

"Jungkook!-"

"I FUCKING DESERVE YOU!"

"Kookie..."

Jungkook finally looks at him with teary eyes. "I don't want you to fall in love with him..." Hoseok sighs deeply. "Love can't be stopped, baby bunny. It goes on. And I never lost my feelings for you. Someone just joined them."

"So you love us both?" Jungkook asks with disgust. "After all I've done... You'd still feel things for that man than me?" Jungkook tenses up when cold hands slide over his shoulders and down his back.

"You're tainted." Jimin whispers. "Tainted with ink." Jungkook inhales sharply. "Stop that." He spits. "Why?" Jimin asks. "I can be just as good a lover as Hoseok. Can you not handle our love?" He growls.

Hoseok quickly pecks Jimin's lips. It was quick, with a lot of meaning. "Of course I can." Jungkook growls. "I just..." "You want to stay with Hoseok?" Jimin asks. "Too bad. I would have treated you very nicely. Like an angel. I was up for a feast tonight, but if you're not in a murder-mood than stop killing mine."

Jungkook hisses lowly. "Of course I'm in for a feast." "Then prove that you can handle our love." Hoseok growls. "Kiss us, touch us, hurt us. But us both."

Jungkook wastes no time to greedily place his lips on Hoseok's happily inviting his ex-boyfriend back into his life. His hands grab Jimin's clothes and slip under them to feel Jimin's smoothed skin.

"I'm ready for you both." Jungkook whispers. "Than let us feast tonight." Jimin hisses, a dark smirk spreading onto his lips. And once again, like it was years ago, Hoseok's instinct finally returns. He smirks darkly. "I call the first prey."

[|\THE END/|]

Thanks for the help SweetlyTwisted

Devil's Toy

A sexist insult to demons. It can mean whore, cheater, slut, bitch. Anything bad said about who they are sexually can be insulted by these two simple words. Mostly it ends up in a fight or losing control. Barely a few demons can control themselves at it once they've started transforming without the help of their soulmate.