[|Own The Night|TaeJin|]

"Jimin, will he wake up?"

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The building is broken. Still standing balanced, the windows are broken, some parts of the walls sprayed with graffiti and blood.

The inside is the worst. Furniture is broken, just like the lights and electricity.

The walls are covered in blood, claw marks, water dripping from the ceiling, there's even some rotten skin and flesh on the floor.

Remind Taehyung why he made a bet about this thing?

Right. His ego.

The house was terrifying. Horrifying even. There have been a lot of theories about this house, but they never got leaked, because the people who were going to died the morning after shooting.

"Come on! It won't be that bad!" His friend laughs. "Just go in, look around a bit and get out! It's just a house." He shrugs.

"Easy for you to say!" Taehyung protests. "I'm the one who has to enter that nightmare!"

His friends pats his shoulder and smiles before pushing him past the gates, causing Taehyung to give him a glare.

His anger is immediately washed away into fear when he stands in front of the house. It isn't even that big. No mansion, no rich house, just a normal broken down bloody house.

Still not quite comforting and welcoming though.

The door opens with a loud creak, making Taehyung flinch.

"There's nothing in there!" His friend yells after him.

Taehyung turns his head back to him and gives him a glare. He's about to say something, when the door slams shut in his face, and a hand covers his mouth tightly, head pressed against someone's skin.

"Stay quiet." A deep voice growls. "And we won't hurt you."

Taehyung nods quickly, eyes wide with panic and fear. The man glares at him, before slowly letting go. He knows the door is locked, the only possible way out is the window.

And there are a lot of them.

Taehyung spins around, almost screaming with what he sees. The man covers his mouth again, letting the human scream in his hand.

"Better?" He asks with a growl, when Taehyung has finished.

Taehyung hesitantly nods. "W-what are you?! Who are you?! Why-"

The man growls at him. "I said quiet, didn't I?"

Taehyung quickly nods and shuts his mouth, looking down.

The man in front of him had small canines, slightly pointy ears, and a well-built body. Muscly and tall. His hair is messy dark brown, a stroke of light blonde in his hair, eyes a deep amber and skin tan.

His gaze is threateningly dominant, matching his clothes. He wears a dark brown leather jacket without sleeves, revealing his chest and arms, and a pair of black pants with bare feet.

"To answer your questions." The man growls. "I'm not human."

Taehyung gulps nervously, when he hears the stairs creaking. And if things couldn't get worse, someone else inhuman comes down the stairs.

There's a man with fierce red hair, black horns of which one has been broken and pale skin. His eyes are a fierce crimson, clothes in the same color pattern of black, grey, and red.

Taehyung feels like he's about to pass out. The man has horns... and behind the man's leg, Taehyung can see a small Devil's tail swaying like a cat's.

"Who's this snack?" The newcomer asks hungrily, a grin appearing on his face.

In a split second, Taehyung decides that behind the tall man is the best place to hide.

"What are you doing?" The man growls.

"H-hiding...?" Taehyung squeals.

"You're doing a terrible job, baby boy." The demon grins. "So come on out. Namjoon isn't going to protect you."

The tall man, Namjoon, smirks. "He's right." He growls. "I may the first to take you, but I'm more dangerous than the most in this house."

Taehyung immediately speeds away from Namjoon, hiding behind the demon instead.

The demon raises an eyebrow. "Do you need a body block or something? Don't you realize that you're the meal of all of us?" The demon grins. "So foolish."

Taehyung's eyes are wide, looking at both of them.

Only now Taehyung sees that Namjoon has bared his sharp canines at him and sharp claws. The demon's hands are glowing with some sort of black dust, both of them ready to rip him apart.

Taehyung shivers, thick tears running down his cheeks. And he does what he can do. Scream.

He screams loud and clear, loud enough for his friend outside to hear it, who wastes no time in getting the fuck away from there.

The demon kneels down in front of his weak body, tilting his head. "Hey. Get up. It's no fun if you don't scream. So stop crying and start screaming."

"Hoseok, leave the poor guy alone."

The demon turns and scoffs, rolling his eyes. "Why? You know I like scaring them! It's my nature, Yoongi hyung."

Taehyung gulps. "H-how many are there in this cursed house?!" He sobs.

Yoongi tilts his head at him. "You met half. There are six of us."

Six... There are six cursed monsters going to feast on his body like a snack!

Yoongi has gills...

Gills...

"How can you breathe on land?" Taehyung asks confused.

Yoongi grins. "I have lungs too. A siren can go anywhere, as long as there is life, I can go there. I just need to be hydrated every once in a while."

"Speaking of," a new voice joins, "when was the last time?"

"A few hours ago." Yoongi replies.

"Than go on soon. I cleaned out the water in the back so you can get to the river."

Yoongi smiles, quickly thanking the male and running out to the back door.

Taehyung's eyes widen at the sight of what has come to stand in front of him and sniff him.

Ripped skin, rotten smell, yet undeniably handsome. Licking his lips, the male looks up at him. "You smell good. I'm sure your flesh will be a feast."

And with that, Taehyung officially faints.

The three creatures look at each other and at the human on the floor.

"Did you kill him?" Namjoon asks curiously.

"I can't kill someone with my eyes, hyung." The zombie growls. "I use hands and teeth."

The two creatures turn to Hoseok, who stares at the human.

"I didn't kill him!" Hoseok protests, hands in the air. "I swear!"

"He fainted." A gentle voice calls out.

All three turn to the shorter male that trots down the stairs. Well, in human form he's short.

"Jimin..." The zombie whines. "Why did it faint?"

Jimin chuckles. "It's normal for humans when their heart becomes overwhelmed. We're just such a shock. And you should take a bath."

The zombie grumbles something before he stumbled back up the stairs, muttering something under his breath.

"It's been half a year since the last human..." Namjoon growls. "Even Jungkook found it hard not to attack him."

"He's a zombie." Jimin says. "Of course it's difficult."

Hoseok nods. "His scent is unbelievable..."

"So pure and sweet... Filled with fear..." Namjoon growls, licking his lips hungrily. His skin is pulsing, his veins pressing against his skin tightly. It could be identified as handsome. As if you've trained for so long that your muscles are tense. But for Namjoon, this means to hunt.

"Aw, is our little wolf hungry?" Hoseok teases, running his hand through Namjoon's hair.

Namjoon's eye twitches, glaring at Hoseok with a familiar gaze. He growls lowly, pushing the demon aside and running up the stairs. In less than a minute, the two leftover creatures hear a loud howl from outside.

"Jimin, will he wake up?" Hoseok asks.

Jimin nods. "He will. We just need to be very careful. I feel he might be part of something bigger than just a prey for us..."

"How?"

"His body. Look at it." Jimin mumbles, taking the unconscious human in his arms.

Jimin is right. His arms are littered in scars, muscles built-up and a small scar in his neck near his Adam's apple. Horizontally.

"Did he...?"

"I don't think he tried it." Jimin cuts him off. "I think someone else threatened him."

Hoseok growls. "Should we get Jin?"

"Absolutely not!" Jimin snaps. "You know he only wakes up at night. There is a reason for that!"

Hoseok sighs and nods. "Than... should we just wait?"

Jimin nods. "We have to."

It only took about an hour for Taehyung to wake up. He was dizzy and felt like he had the worst nightmare of his life. He laughed to himself, not even realizing that there were two creatures watching him.

"It was all a nightmare..." Taehyung mutters. "I fell asleep on this... sticky..."

Taehyung's eyes widen when he pulls his hand up from the couch. It's covered in blood.

"Sorry. I had no time to clean yet."

Taehyung snaps his head towards the voice of Jimin, his eyes growing wider with the sight of majestic dragon wings in the colors of the moonlight. A beautiful night blue with a bit of a lighter blue and purple in between, small white dots on them as stars.

"Hypnotising, isn't he?" Hoseok grins. "Don't give in. He's rather luring."

"It's insect, Hoseok hyung." Jimin growls.

"I know. Just teasing you." Hoseok laughs, but yells as soon as he hits the ground.

Jimin's wing pins him down with a smile towards Taehyung. "Excuse him. He's an idiot."

"I'm not!"

Jimin bares his sharp flesh-tearing teeth at him, making Hoseok roll his eyes.

"W-why am I still here?!"

"You passed out." Jimin replies. "Namjoon went out to hunt, Jungkook is taking a bath, hopefully also brushing his teeth, Yoongi is hydrating, and Seokjin is asleep."

"Who... Who is Seokjin? Is he scary too?!"

Hoseok shrugs. "He looks the most human, let's keep it on that."

Taehyung gulps nervously. "Should I be scared?"

Jimin shrugs as well. "Depends if he likes you. Hoseok started joking at him for being old, he got thrown out the window not even five seconds later."

"It was fun, but painful."

Taehyung bites his lip nervously. "What... is he?"

"I think you know what he is the moment you'll see him." Hoseok smirks.

Taehyung slowly sits up, looking outside the broken window. The sun was already setting, creating a pretty orange-red sky. "I should go home..."

"But we can't let you." Jimin growls. "You saw us. You talked to us. You entered our grounds. We dragons are very territorial. Who enters, is property of me."

Suddenly the smaller male didn't look so cute anymore, with his sharp teeth bared, wings spread and growling.

"I beg your pardon, Jimin." A new voice growls.

Five... Taehyung met five of them. This man is the last... Oh God...

"This is my house. Everything who is in here is property of me, not you."

The man who comes down the stairs is beautiful. Pale smooth skin, lips plump with a healthy pink gloss over them, the skin around his eyes a soft pink-red, and his eyes blood red with thirst.

The man licks his lips, eyes falling on the human.

"Oh?" He smirks. "Welcome."

At least he has manners... Taehyung thinks. Nonetheless, he's terrified.

Taehyung quickly remembers what Jimin said and bows politely, looking down in fear.

He feels Seokjin's cold hand under his chin and lifts his head. "Don't be shy. You're very pretty. For a human at least. Even with all those battle scars." He chuckles, caressing the scar in his neck.

Taehyung gulps, hands tightly grabbing onto the bloodied couch.

Seokjin sniffs lightly, taking in Taehyung's scent. He licks his lips, eyes glowing as he bares his fangs. "And you smell good too. No wonder why they haven't killed you yet. Saved the first bite for me." He chuckles. "I should thank you, Jimin."

Taehyung's bottom lip quivers, he's scared... So, so scared.

Jimin bows, a grin crawling onto his lips. The nice act had been just a facade. A trick to gain his comfort.

"Go right ahead, hyung." His voice growls.

Tears fall from Taehyung's eyes and he pulls his head back, hiding it in his knees when he pulls them up and hugs them.

Seokjin frowns. "What are you doing? Crying won't solve anything. You should scream to please us instead."

Taehyung looks down. "I can't help it." He sobs. "I just don't want to die..."

"Than let's make a deal." Seokjin says. "I won't kill you, but you'll be our personal feeder. You bring Namjoon his preys when he can't go out, kill humans for me so I can drink, bring females for Jimin so he can feed, bring males for Jungkook so he can enjoy the thick skin, and fish or meat for Yoongi. Lastly, bring prostitutes for Hoseok. He likes to play with his prey."

Taehyung shivers at his deep hissing tone, but he nods. "Okay... I'll keep you well-fed and healthy..."

"That also means you can't leave this house." Yoongi grumbles, running a hand through his wet hair, which was slowly drying up from it's deep blue to black.

"I understand..." Taehyung whimpers.

"Than get to work." Jimin snarls. "The hungrier we get, the easier it'll be to feed from you."

Taehyung nods. "Do... Do I have to now?"

Seokjin nods. "I will make part in my room for you to stay whilst you go and kill us something. If's annoying to go out every night whilst all we want is a simple night on the couch."

Taehyung quickly stands up and bows. "I'll get started right away, sir."

"Human."

Taehyung turns around nervously.

"Call us by our names. Just say master. I come from an old time. It makes me feel at home." Seokjin says. "Now go."

Taehyung quickly nods and hesitantly pulls a knife from the kitchen block, looking at Seokjin, who gives him permission with a simple nod.

With that, Taehyung leaves.

"Why do you let him go so easily?" Jimin growls.

"He'll come back. I know he will."

It takes hours. Hours before Taehyung came back with not even half the people he was supposed to bring. He took just a bit of all, trying to carry the middle-aged women and men on his shoulders.

He killed them...

It could be the impact they had on him, but Taehyung was completely emotionless when he killed them. It was as if someone else controlled him, but it was his own body and mind.

"M-master?" Taehyung gulps. To his surprise, Seokjin sits on the cleaned-up couch, a book in his hands and a pair of glasses on his nose.

"Yes?" He asks with a smile, clearly satisfied with his word choice.

It's eleven in the evening, almost midnight.

"I'm back with some of your food... Not everything- of course... I can't carry it all..."

"I'll send Namjoon with you. He'll tell you the best way to bring everything back without getting a backache."

Taehyung bows shortly. "Thank you... master. Should I call the other's master too?"

"Ask them what they like to be called." Seokjin shrugs. "Just, try to open up to us. We are not that bad."

Seokjin whistles loudly, and with a loud growl, the tall muscular male comes down the stairs, rubbing his ears.

"Hyung! Stop doing that!" He growls.

"Go with the human. Teach him how to carry our preys so he can do it on his own tomorrow night."

Namjoon tilts his head and turns to look at the three preys Taehyung had been able to carry.

The human looks down in shame when Namjoon practically eats his weakness.

"Come on, human. I'll show you what true carrying is like." The wolf smirks, patting his back.

Taehyung has a hard time catching up with the wolf, who hides in the shadows.

Curiosity hits him when he finally has a good look at him. His hand slowly reaches out for Namjoon's ears, caressing the soft pointy end.

Namjoon raises an eyebrow but lets him, not minding the soft kind of comfort when Taehyung rubs small circles behind them.

"Can you transform into a wolf?"

"No. I'm not a werewolf, just a human-wolf. My mother was human." Namjoon whispers.

"Was she nice to you?"

"She died when I was younger."

"I'm so sorry..."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Still, you were just a little puppy back then!"

Namjoon shivers at the name. "Don't call me puppy. I'm an adult wolf."

"Can you... howl?"

Namjoon nods.

"Growl? Like, cute growling? That dogs do?"

"Are you comparing me to a dog?!" Namjoon growls lowly. "I am not a cute little puppy. I am a strong, tough, dangerous wolf. I am over you in the rank. I'm your alpha."

Taehyung quickly bows and apologizes. "I'm sorry, alpha..."

Namjoon feels shivers run down his spine at the name and grins. "Kill her."

Taehyung gulps, knife in his hands. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them, an emotionless glare coming through them.

He pulls at the woman's shoulders and pulls her into the alley, covering her mouth as he plunges the knife in her back, stabbing a few times and covering himself in blood, before realizing he did it again.

"Interesting..." Namjoon mumbles. "Another."

And the same thing happens. Namjoon tilts his head. Every time he order to kill someone, Taehyung seems to become lost. A ghost in a body. Not that he minds. It reminds him a bit of Seokjin.

After about fourteen humans in total, Namjoon orders Taehyung to pay attention. He grabs two of the humans and throws them over his shoulder, two over the other, breaking a human's leg and ties it around the others around his shoulders like a knot, breaking the arm to do the same. He hangs two others over that like a coat.

The rest he takes in his arms, and the last one he breaks completely, around his waist like a belt. The last four he takes under both his arms.

"Don't be scared to break them. They're useless humans, just for our meal."

Taehyung looks up at him, eyes emotionless as he nods. He feels weird... As if someone is near them... but inside of him.

He rubs over the scar on his neck, when it doesn't hurt...

"That's gone. You're one healthy human again." Namjoon says, returning with the human. "Seokjin doesn't like unnecessary scars. He healed mine too."

Taehyung scoffs. "He's a good leader." His voice is deep and gravelly, almost scaring Namjoon at the sudden dominance the younger growls.

Eventually back at home, the house doesn't scare Taehyung a much anymore. It seems like the fear has been pulled from him.

"Ah, perfect!" Jimin growls, I'm starving!"

"The fish...?" Yoongi whines.

"I'm going out right now to fix it, master Yoongi." Taehyung says, bowing politely before thanking Namjoon and running to the back, where Yoongi pointed him the river.

Namjoon immediately jumps onto his prey, ripping it apart ruthlessly. "Say, Seokjin hyung? Why is Taehyung emotionless?"

"He has no fear anymore, Namjoon." Seokjin replies, sinking his fangs into someone's skin.

"Than why is that parasite still inside his body?"

"Because there is a lot more that I want with him than just get rid of his fear."

It doesn't take long for Taehyung to come back with a bucket full, grinning when Yoongi smiles widely.

And so, he waits until they're done. His own stomach growls, but he doesn't care. He wants to please those who have control over him.

Seokjin glances at him, smirking when he remains seated in the same position, lost in the thoughts that the parasite controls.

"Human."

"Yes, master Seokjin?"

"Come eat with us."

Taehyung slowly kneels down beside him, the scent of the blood and flesh makes him dizzy, but it's not particularly bad.

"Here, taste it." Seokjin says, offering one of the human's which he bit in, blood still leaking out of the wound.

Jungkook's eyes widen and he giggles, biting his lip when he realizes what Seokjin is feeding...

Taehyung wraps his lips around the wound and sucks, the blood in his body stilling his hunger slightly. But it makes the desire for more crawl in him.

All that's heard in the room are loud ripping of bone and skin, flesh eaten and blood sucked, dark laughter and talking.

"How do you feel, human? Less hungry?" Seokjin asks.

Taehyung nods. "I am thirsty. Not hungry, master." He replies, a growl coming from his voice.

Namjoon snaps his head up, and growls playfully, the scent of the human changing.

"Seokjin hyung. You're such a nasty player." Jimin laughs. "Starting something so slow and then speeding up!"

"I was tired of waiting. He's very cute. My type and style. I knew he was just what I needed." Seokjin chuckles. "All that's left is a little venom to make the being inside him burst into his veins."

Taehyung listens, but he doesn't know what it's about. It isn't until he feels Seokjin's fangs in his skin, that his stomach starts to feel... strange. The skin around the wound pulses, his vision becomes blurry as adrenaline shoots through his veins, reaching his gums, where he feels his own fangs grow.

His skin feels weak and thin, becoming pale and soft. Like a comforting feeling for a human to touch before you kill them.

He hisses lowly, eyes glowing a blood red before the color sinks into the iris, and his throat begins to hurt from the lack of blood.

He feels weak, but so... good.

His eyes quickly observe everyone around him before he smirks and sinks his fangs into his prey, wasting no time.

"What? Are you really that surprised or am I just handsome?" He laughs.

The room fills up with giggles and soft laughter, and in no time, everyone is laughing, feasting, as if nothing happened but a seventh friend.

That morning, when the sun comes up, Seokjin hugs Taehyung's back, pulling him on the bed. They're tired. The sun hurts their eyes.

"Thank you for today, Seokjin hyung." Taehyung mumbles softly.

"Don't mention it. I love you, baby boy."

Taehyung scoffs softly. "I love you too."

With a soft kiss, Taehyung snuggles into Seokjin's chest, and falls asleep in the older vampire's arms. He can't wait for the next night.

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