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Vampires and humans have always been... sorted, in this school. A together coming in the world of the mortal.

Although they can't say they've infiltrated the mortal realm, they've certainly decided to stay.

It's been years now. Schools for students have been built. For both vampires and humans apart.

Exactly six years ago, the first school came where both species have been allowed in.

Vampires and humans, together?

Yeah, Jimin thought so too.

He's a underdog. A quiet, well-educated vampire who has been avoided at times.

There's been an accident. Last night.

The theatre club stayed up late for the rehearsal of the school play. But the body of the star actor was found in his own cold blood.

And two holes in his head.

Jimin, when he came in this morning, was stared at. Whispers came around him from the humans. But he simply kept his head down, like always.

He looks adorable from the outside, but he's snapped many times when angry. And he rarely gets angry.

He's never killed anyone before... neither did he ever drink from humans before.

"Hey, did you hear? They say it's Jimin!"

"Who?"

"He's always out late at school for the decorations of the stage! It makes sense!"

"They closed the theatre until they've cleaned up."

Sighing to himself, Jimin turns the corner, where bouquets of flowers and scripts lay around, with a picture of the dead student.

With brown hair and an adorable heart smile, the poor victim of the cruel vampire was none other than the star actor, Jung Hoseok.

Kneeling down, Jimin closes his eyes, praying for the boy to be happy in the heavens.

But his sensitive ears hear the annoying disturbance of squealing. That could only mean one thing.

And surely, next to Jimin kneels a human. A human with light hair and deep hazel eyes, flawless skin and a body to envy.

Kim Seokjin. The theatre leader. The popular human.

Jimin stares at him. Seokjin's perfect face. His plump lips and facial shape, his broad shoulders and deep warm eyes.

"It's rude to stare."

"O-oh, sorry." Jimin mumbles a soft reply before looking back down.

Seokjin opens one of his eyes, looking at the vampire. "You work at the theatre, don't you?"

"Y-yeah. I do the decor and stuff... Lighting and all that."

Seokjin gives him a soft smile. "I'll see you around a lot then. I'm taking over Hoseok's role."

Jimin nods, knowing he will.

"Say, I need a favor of you. Will you come to office later today?"

Jimin looks at him. "S-sure..."

"Good." Seokjin gives him a smile before getting up. "Hoseok was a good member. A good actor. And a great friend. But the show must go on."

Sighing, Jimin nods.

°•●•°

With a knock on the door, Jimin lets himself in. Head down, red eyes dull in the sunlight.

"Ah, Jimin." Seokjin smiles. "I'm pleased to see you. Take a seat."

Jimin shakes his head. "I'd... rather stand up, thank you."

Seokjin nods. "Your choice. Listen Jimin. Since Hoseok's... tragic end, I'm taking over his role, but someone had to take over mine. Dokyung is new to the acting department and needs practice with his script."

Jimin nods.

"And you do get how important the show is?"

He nods again.

"So we're practicing tonight and we need someone on the lookout. You're usually out late so you won't be suspicious."

Jimin's eyes burst open, his red iris shrinking to a point where it almost looks feral. His hands clench to fists, his fangs bared in panic.

"But that's wrong! We can get expelled! W-we can do it tomorrow instead! Can we not--?"

"Your reputation depends on this stage." Seokjin says, getting up from his chair. "Besides, you're a vampire. If someone catches us, we have you to protect us."

Seokjin's smirk is an uneasy feeling for Jimin. The human slowly comes closer to him, trickling his fingers over Jimin's heaving chest.

"A little hunting instinct won't harm anyone. It's just a small bite. A small, tasty, warning." Seokjin whispers sweetly, his brown eyes are big and warm, compared to Jimin's panicky eyes.

Jimin takes steps back. Seokjin pushes.

"S-Seokjin... This isn't right!"

"Your reputation can be destroyed as a peaceful vampire, Jimin." Seokjin says, smirking. "You know how much my word is taken by the students. If I tell them that I saw you kill Hoseok, you'll be hated. Despised. Arrested. Your life depends on my words and your actions."

Jimin gulps, nodding hopelessly.

"So. Be our little owl for one night, and you'll stay at your position the way you are now."

Jimin nods, whimpering quietly under Seokjin's hard glare.

"Perfect."

°•●•°

Jimin shivers. The night is cold and foggy. A rail of smoke roams around the stone cold floor of the back of the school. The only thing he hears is the fountain.

Seokjin and Dokyung are rehearsing right now. He's there as promised.

His body is itching, sitting on the stairs, to just go home. But he can't. It's all been so peaceful, but with his anger outbursts could be easily said that he is the murderer.

He's just a third year student looking to graduate. Why did he have to get into this mess?

Tap

Jimin's ears perk at the sound, his bowed head snapping up. His red eyes roaming over the dark night. It's foggy...

But there's a scent. A sweet, soft, delicious scent.

Jimin raises his head, sniffing the air. His iris shrinks, the scent processing in his head. But it can't find the person it belongs to.

The more he tries to sniff out the person, the faster his breathing becomes. His fangs itch, his vampiric hostility rising up in him.

He lets out a hiss. He shakes his head, trying to get rid of the rising thirst.

But no matter how hard he tries to resist the overwhelming scent. When he opens his eyes, his iris is glowing, his sharp fangs are bared. His sense of humanity is gone.

He gets up, shaking. He looks down at his hands, trembling before he growls. He smells the air again, his fangs itching.

Tap
Tap
Tap

Without a second thought, Jimin rushes forward over the terrain, following the scent.

He lunges towards the sweet smelling prey, his mouth wide open, his fangs glinstering in the moonlight.

His skin touches a warm body, grabbing it tightly. The two fall to the ground, but Jimin holds tightly onto his prey.

He leans into his neck, taking a long whiff of the scent, baring his fangs as his instinct leaves his body.

The body in his arms feels warm, clothed. It smells so sweet. Its heart is pounding, but... it doesn't scream.

Not even when Jimin hisses and stabs his fangs deep within the human's skin, moaning when he tastes the blood on his tongue.

So sweet...

So soft...

And so... bloody.

Jimin pulls out, shaking, his morals returning. He lets go of the human in his arms, clamping a hand in front of his mouth.

He feels tears welling in his eyes, screams out an apology and runs away, back under the light of the school where he turns to the wall, covering his nose as he hears the human run away.

That was the first time he tasted human blood...

And he wants more.

°•●•°

The next day is torture for Jimin. He can't forget the blood he tasted. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't eat.

But none of the humans smell like the human he tasted.

That sweet taste, like honey or syrup. That thickness, like soda. It tingled on his tongue when he swallowed it.

The thought only has his fangs sliding from his gums.

He quickly shuts his mouth and looks up at the stage. School classes ended an hour ago. It's time for clubs.

Seokjin stands there, rehearsing his lines and actions with the acting crew.

"It is my duty to kill you. And I shall not allow anyone else to touch you before I accomplish my task!"

Seokjin's words are powerful, as are his movements, his costume, his everything...

Jimin turns, feeling a tap on his shoulder. Another vampire.

"Hey, do you mind getting those paintings from the art club? I got some of the lighting to fix and you're a fast runner."

Jimin nods. Maybe it'll set his mind off that human blood.

That delicious, sweet, thick human blood...

As quick as he can, Jimin goes to the art club, rushing through the halls. He shakes his head.

You didnt drink blood

You didnt drink blood

I never drank blood of a human before and never been tempted to, why did I suddenly feel that need?! Why did I lose control like that?!

So sweet...

Every time Jimin thinks about it he feels more and more guilty. More tempted to taste it again. To hurt more.

He bursts through the door, panting as he closes it behind him. He takes a deep breath, the smell of paint and charcoal clearing his mind a bit.

"Oh? Hello!"

Jimin opens his eyes, gasping when he looks into a pair of big, bright eyes. Brown hair with a wide smile shaped like a box.

And a scent that Jimin can never forget.

He covers his mouth again, shaking his head. He can feel his fangs sliding out of his gums.

No, no, no, no, no! Why him?!

The boy looks down at his uniform, smiling at him, noticing the club button. "You're from the theatre department! You must be here for the paintings!"

Jimin nods quietly, gasping when he noticed the bandage around the boy's neck. It's bloodied... Those are his marks... His fangs...

Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask--

"Your neck... What happened?"

Dammid!

The boy looks at him, then rubs over the bloodied bandage. He smiles shyly. "O-oh... Well... I can't remember."

Jimin stares at him, slowly lowering his hand. Talking seems to calm him down.

"You really can't remember?"

"No..."

"Oh..." Jimin mumbles. He takes a quick look around.

Pictures. From photos to drawings to sketches and paintings.

"Where are the other members?"

"I suppose you've heard the news." The boy mumbles. "They left. Too scared to be around me."

"But you're..."

"Human?" The boy smiles. "Yeah... I guess my personality is weird to them. So now I'm all by myself. But don't worry. I have fun."

Jimin follows the boy quietly. Him? Alone? Feared? Impossible...

"So you made these yourself?"

"Yeah. Just small sketches, not too big of a deal."

Not... Not too big of a deal?

Jimin almost wants to bite him for being so blind. To him, the boy created masterpieces.

"Oh, now that you're here, do you mind helping me with something?" The boy asks. "You're a vampire so you're strong."

"S-sure, what do you need?"

"Can you move those canvases for me?" The boy asks, pointing at half painted and blank canvases almost as big as the boy himself. "They're very heavy and I don't want to damage them."

"Yeah... Where do you need them to be?" Jimin asks softly.

"Anywhere free is fine. I just want to be able to work on two at once."

"So you don't work on one?"

"Why keep one work when you can make so much more?" The boy smiles.

Jimin returns him a smile, but quickly shuts his mouth when he realizes his fangs are still long and sharp.

"What's your name?" The boy asks. "I'm Taehyung."

Taehyung...

Taehyung...

"Taehyung..."

"Yeah?"

Jimin flushes red before mumbling his own name. This human is burning himself into his brain.

Without another word, Jimin carries the canvases to a different empty wall.

But Taehyung can't stop staring at him. Those fangs... Those sharp fangs. He can feel the adrenaline living in him. His body is telling him to run, but Taehyung can't.

How he loves to live on the edge of death. How he loves danger. How he loves vampires.

And this vampire. He looks so fragile. Plump lips, big red eyes...

Nothing like what he had seen last night.

He can't help it. He lied when he told him he couldn't remember. He didn't see who bit him, but he wants to find the vampire who gave him that pleasure.

His entire body was screaming to run, but he never did. He stayed there and never looked back.

A mistake.

Who was the vampire that bit him?

He must feel the muscular arms that held him in place, the fangs that bit him, the cold breath that he felt.

Jimin yelps when he puts the painting down and he turns around. Taehyung is staring at him.

He backs against the wall and Taehyung takes a step forward, leaving almost no space between them.

Jimin's chest heaves when Taehyung's hand lays itself on his chest, trickling up to his throat.

"W-what are you doing?!!"

"Don't you have trouble?"

"W-with what?!"

"Thirst."

Jimin freezes. He's not ready for this. He's not processed it yet. How did he know?!

"Oh? So you have..." Taehyung smirks. "You've never... bitten someone before?"

Shaking, Jimin shakes his head. "N-no..."

Taehyung can't help it. Adrenaline is running through his body. It's driving him insane!

He presses his body against Jimin's, tilting his head to the bloodied bandage. He runs his hand over Jimin's clothed arm.

"Don't you want a taste?"

"Get away from me..."

"Just a drop."

Jimin turns his head, his lip hurting from his fangs pushing at the familiar scent. He can feel his mind shaking. The scent... It's too much.

"Stop! Stop! STOP!!"

Jimin screams as he pushes Taehyung away from him.

Taehyung looks shocked, almost hurt. Like he wanted to get bitten.

But seeing Jimin like that. Those eyes, those fangs...

"You've tasted human blood before."

Jimin shakes his head violently. He pushes Taehyung further away.

"I'm sorry..." He mumbles, running away and escaping the art room.

He can't take it anymore. He stumbles over his feet, rushing out of the school before he can't hold it.

As soon as he crosses the corner and he sees no one in sight, he lets those shadows overcome him.

He lets out hisses and feels hostility coming over him. He wants blood. He needs blood.

His eyes snap around, looking for any prey. When his eyes land on a familiar actor.

"It's very difficult to be a vampire once you've tasted the blood of a mortal."

"Who are you to tell me that?!" Jimin hisses angrily.

"I know what it is to taste human blood."

"How could you know?! You're human!"

Seokjin kneels down with a smirk. "Do you feel attracted to me? Do you want to suck me dry?"

Jimin frowns, growling.

Seokjin chuckles, lifting the vampire's head. "I had a tough past too. But I overcame it. By hiding. By a daily injection of human blood. It's addicting."

"You... You're..."

Jimin gasps when Seokjin smirks, flashing his sharp, shiny fangs, with a glimpse of red in his iris.

"A vampire." He finished for him. "And I have tasted human blood. I've even killed humans. It's addicting, Jimin. It's so good..."

"Don't tell me..."

"I know you've had blood. I know it's overwhelming. But your reacting with the art kid... It's so fascinating. Say, how does he taste?" Seokjin asks, a wide smile on his lips, almost insane.

Jimin gulps. He tries to resist to answer, but when Seokjin touches his cheek, he can't help but growl.

"Sweet." He mutters. "So, so sweet... His blood was thick, warm... It tasted healthy and I want more. I need more. I need it now!"

Seokjin chuckles at Jimin's violent hissing and pushes the vampire back in place.

"School is almost over. Let me take you somewhere. Keep remembering that scent. That taste. He sounds like a delicious prey."

Jimin nods slowly, feeling at his fangs. Seokjin is a vampire, just like him. How did he become one? Was he ever human? How does he hide his scent? His vampiric needs? His body?

But when Seokjin pulls him up from his spot, he flashes his fangs and red eyes.

"Don't worry, Jimin." He whispers, a soft hiss of his own slipping through his fangs. "If you keep this a secret, I will help you with human blood."

Jimin looks up at him, hissing at him. "Deal."

He wants human blood.

°•●•°

Jimin is drooling. Saliva drips from his fangs at the smell and sight of where Seokjin has taken him.

"What is this...?" He asks.

"This is the Red Market. It's like the black market but for vampires." Seokjin replies with a smirk, pulling the vampire with him. "Why don't you come in? There is plenty of blood for us to feast on."

Jimin glares all around him. Vampires are everywhere. Stalls of meat, flesh, alive organs and blood are everywhere.

"Where did you find this?" Jimin asks, growling as Seokjin tugs him with, not allowing him to taste any of the exposed human.

"Who ever said I found it?" Seokjin smirks. "I made it."

"You what?"

"I created this market." Seokjin says softly. "No one knows. I gave the fake ownership to my uncle, but I still get all the money. And only the best for my thirsty species."

Jimin grins at him. For the first time he's thankful that he knows Seokjin. That Seokjin is a vampire.

Moving further into the market, Jimin wonders why it goes on for that far. There aren't too many vampires in the back, but only fancy dressed, and even a student who he's seen around.

A member of the gardening club, maybe...

Jimin makes slight eye contact with him, noticing the insane red gleam. The tall vampire waves at him. Jimin waves back.

"How many students know about this market and why does it go on for an eternity?!" Jimin hisses.

Seokjin chuckles. "Patient, Jiminie. The best blood is always in the back."

"Why?"

"The further you manage to get in the market, the better the quality of flesh and meat will be. The end of it is fresh from the bones and veins. Deliciously red too."

"... Why?"

Seokjin smirks. "To show strength. The further you get, the better you are. We vampires are prideful creatures, aren't we?"

Jimin shrugs. "I'm... I'm not too proud or social."

"You've become a lot more confident ever since you've left with me." Seokjin says. "Does it feel better? Knowing that a mere student, a human student, is just like you? In need of human blood?"

Jimin takes a moment to think before he nods. He likes that Seokjin is hiding such a big part about himself. But there is this... This itch.

"Who killed Hoseok? Was it you?"

Seokjin's smirk gives Jimin his answer.

"A little jealousy can do a lot for me. And do you know what I told him when I drank his blood?"

"What did you tell him?"

Seokjin chuckles at his own memory, his eyes burning with red desire. "I told him, that his death is his final curtain call. But don't worry. His body was a very good use to me."

"Why?"

"He is very well liked by students and vampires all around."

"Students?"

"You ask a lot." Seokjin growls, grinning. "I like that."

Jimin, a little shocked, looks up at him. "Wait, you do?"

"It shows interest. And that's exactly what I need. Come. Let me show you my office." Seokjin smirks, baring his sharp fangs before pulling a bloodthirsty Jimin further into the torture.

Who knew blood could be heaven and hell at the same time?

But once Jimin is in the office, things only get harder for him.

There is a normal interior. A desk, chair, papers and drawers. But on the opposite side of the desk are humans.

Alive humans...

"Isn't blood the best right from their veins?" Seokjin chuckles. "Go ahead. Pick your prey."

Jimin looks over each of them. Three women and two men. They're crying with cloth in their mouths and tied up to the wall.

It's sadistic.

"Who are they?"

"We picked them off the street." Seokjin shrugs, landing in his seat. "Who should care? We're vampires. They should be donating to us, but do they give a hit of blood willingly? No." He snaps. "Because we need to donate our organs, but they can't give us blood?!"

Jimin frowns. Seokjin is right. He hasn't been denying that he is a vampire, but he's certainly held back urges.

Why should he?

He's a vampire.

Why can humans be bad but why should they hold back?!

His eyes glow with anger as he turns to the humans. With animalistic instincts, he lunges towards the first human. The woman with blonde hair tied up in a messy ponytail.

How will she taste?

It all seems to be in slow-motion. Him, lunging to the woman who shakes her head and cries.

How his mouth opens to reveal his shiny fangs, extended to their full length, with dark red eyes.

And Seokjin knows he's ready.

Jimin has become a vampire.

Jimin feels himself grow in strength when his fangs slice through the human skin. It's delicate... and soft. But it's not like the first human he ever bit.

The blood. It's not thick. It's leaky, like a waterfall of jelly. It's not sweet. It's bitter.

It disappoints him. Yes, it's still blood and it tastes good. But it's not Jungkook's.

Maybe he just needs blood of a man. He never drank it from veins before. But once... twice.

He pulls his fangs from the woman, growling at her.

"Hyung, did you want anything?" He asks, wiping the blood away that sticks to his lips.

Seokjin, looking up from his papers, notices the disappointed look on his face.

"Me?" He chuckles. "I'm thirsty, but just like you, I'm a picky eater. I don't like women with leaky blood. I actually don't like leaky blood at all. Women on their period aren't good either. It makes their blood sticky and chunky."

Jimin shudders at the thought.

"I also don't like thick blood. It's almost difficult to get it out. Fat people... Their blood usually tastes good but they've got fat so their meat is better. The organs of women are usually great though... I'd say my favorite people to feast from are young men. Students."

Immediately the two men begin to squirm. They're clearly scared. For the first time, Jimin can smell their fear.

It's just like the first time... Just a hint of fear.

Jimin scoffs lightly, relaxing his shoulders. "I guess I do too."

"But than it's a waste of these three." Seokjin clicks his tongue, getting up from his desk and walking towards his preys.

He grabs the second girl's hair and sniffs her. His nose wrinkles in disgust. And he growls in disapproval.

"Much too salty."

"You smell all that?" Jimin asks, his eyes wide with wonder.

Seokjin smirks and nods, laying a hand on his shoulder. "You too, with time, can smell all that. You can hide yourself among humans like I can. Earn their trust and kill it right in front of them when they see the monster that you really are."

Jimin grins, looking up at him. "I used to think we were different. You were the perfect human and I was the undetected vampire..." He smirks. "You've completed a missing part of me, hyung. I feel whole."

"I'm glad. Now drink. Tomorrow you and I have to talk about that art boy. He sure has your attention ever since you tasted him."

"I can't help it." Jimin says. "He tasted so... so good! So heavenly!"

"I know." Seokjin smirks. "I've bitten him too."

Jimin's eyes grow wide. "You... You have?"

Seokjin nods. "Are you sad to find out that you aren't his first bite? Don't worry. His neck was never taken before. You are the first vampire to take a bite from his precious neck."

Knowing this... Jimin feels a rage. Taehyung was his first human. Taehyung should be his!

Seokjin smirks at his trembling, angry body. "Drink. Because tomorrow we're going to need you. On your full strength."

And as Seokjin has spoken his words, Jimij bites down into one of the men. But they will never taste like Taehyung.

°•●•°

That following morning, Jimin seems more lively. He's more... out here. His eyes are fuller and bright, other than the dull shy color they once were.

His skin looks healthy and he's cheerful rather than looking depressed.

And he meets with Seokjin outside of the art club after school.

The older flashes him a short fanged smile, and Jimin shows him his own, proud to show how his fangs have grown.

Seokjin looks almost impressed.

"Are you ready?"

"What are we going to do?"

Seokjin chuckles. "We're going to create a vampire."

At that, Jimin hesitates. "Is it even possible?"

"Of course it is." Seokjin says. "Do you really think I was born a vampire? No. I was turned. So it is possible."

"How?" Jimin asks softly, his eyes wide. "Who?"

With a smirk, Seokjin stares at him. "My uncle."

With that, his opens the doors to the art club, where the brown-haired is quietly in his own world.

Jimin shuts the door behind him, stunned for moment to see Taehyung busy. Holding a brush to an empty canvas before he dips it in a bit of paint, in water, onto the plate, and back in the paint before lastly swirling it on the plate and touching the white canvas with it.

Red, is the first color.

The color of roses.
The color of strawberries.
The color of blood.
The color of love.

Jimin can't comprehend all these thoughts. What will Taehyung paint? What will he do with the wet brush?

"I hope we are not disturbing you." Seokjin says softly. "But I need you to do me a little favor, Taehyung."

The human turns with a smile. "Of course. What do you need?"

With a smile, Seokjin points to Jimin, who freezes in his spot.

"Do you remember the night you told me about?"

"Y-yes..."

"Do you remember the feeling of those fangs?"

"How can I forget?"

Taehyung's eyes grow bigger in both fear and happiness when Seokjin pulls Jimin closer and presses his jaw, opening his mouth wide to show his sharp, long fangs.

Taehyung feels at his neck.

"Let's play a little Cinderella. Let's see how the fang fits the wound." Seokjin smirks, almost sinisterly. "Accept him into your life as you have done with me. Accept his thirst for human blood. Have him attack you. Have him be all over you. Just be his food source."

Taehyung looks down, smiling softly. "So it was you." He whispers. "I thought those fangs looked familiar. And you were so scared to come near me..."

Jimin frowns at him. "You lied to me. You told me you forgot. That you didn't remember!"

"How was I supposed to explain after a student was just killed? If it wasn't you, everything could've gone horribly wrong."

Sighing, the vampire clenches his fists.

"So... How was it?" Taehyung asks, slowly taking a step forward. "My blood... From my veins. From my neck. Into your mouth... having sliced your fangs through my flesh? Feeling me... How was it?"

Jimin shakes his head, but Seokjin grabs his chin and forces him to look at him.

"We are vampires." Seokjin growls. "Remember it and answer him."

Jimin can feel his throat itching, his fangs pushing, his mind blanking out.

"It was sweet." He growls. "Your blood was the most heavenly thing I've ever gotten on my hands. On my fangs. I never wanted to let go of you and suck you dry. I wanted you all to myself. I... I couldn't bring myself to drink the donated blood of animals that morning. I could still taste your delicious... warm blood..."

He lets out a thirsty hiss, his eyes shrinking into hostility.

"I want more of it."

The sound has Taehyung flinch, fear pulling at him to run, this time more than ever.

Seokjin reaches out his hand, cold eyes glaring into Taehyung's. "Take my hand. We need you somewhere."

Taehyung looks up at him, nods and takes his hand.

"Where will we go?"

"The Red Market."

"Why there?"

"I want you feel the fear of vampires that beg for your blood. I want you to feel his fangs again deep within you." Seokjin whispers. "Refuse, and you know what happens."

Taehyung smiles. "That's why I accepted it."

Jimin looks at them. His eyes flicker between Seokjin and Taehyung. Their eyes are both so different.

Taehyung's big bright eyes... Seokjin's serious cold eyes.

Almost intimidated, Jimin hisses. "You know I bit his neck first. He is mine."

Jimin's words make Seokjin chuckle. "See? You are prideful. You take pride in having your first prey. Your first human."

Jimin huffs, crossing his arms. "So what? He's my first bite."

"I... I was?" Taehyung looks at him with big eyes.

Jimin nods. "I can't really remember what happened. But when I smelled your blood... It was like everything else was gone. I could only focus on your scent. On tasting your blood."

"Did it feel good?" Taehyung asks softly. "To... bite someone? For the first time?"

"It's heaven." Jimin sighs. "Just the feeling of your fangs pushing through skin and flesh to feel the vein snap... "

Seokjin slaps Taehyung upside the head. "Don't remind him too much or he'll kill the whole school."

Taehyung's eyes sparkle. "But it sounds so fun! Come on hyung. Just a few more questions!"

"Soon." Seokjin smirks. "At the Red Market."

°•●•°

Back at the market, Jimin hisses at every vampire that dares to get closer to Taehyung. But the human is showing off...

Entering the office, the blood and bodies have been departed, leaving a normal, empty office.

"So... Red Market?" Taehyung asks. "Why am I here?"

"You told me once you wanted to be a vampire." Seokjin says. "Do you still feel the same?"

Taehyung nods without hesitation and for a moment he glances at Jimin, who keeps staring at him.

"Have you found a way?"

"I may or may not have chased down my uncle and forced him to tell me with an apple in his throat and heat lamps in his face." Seokjin smirks.

Jimin hisses softly. "Seriously? Heat lamps?"

Seokjin nods. "They hurt my skin."

"Of course they do! I'm a vampire too you know!"

Taehyung giggles at his yell, smiling. "So what does it take? I want to feel every fang like it hurts."

"It was very simple." Seokjin sighs. "And I honestly feel stupid for not thinking about it. But it's an exchange of venom."

"Do we... have venom?" Jimin asks, feeling his fangs.

Nodding, Seokjin grabs his wrist and pulls his hand away, pressing his fingers against the back of Jimin's throat.

Jimin hisses at him, smacking his hand away. Seokjin responds with a strong hiss of his own.

"Taehyung, take the bandage off and come here."

"Do you want him to die?!"

Taehyung takes quick steps closer and whines as he pulls the bandage off.

It's still an open wound...

Jimin can feel the scent of his blood drive him mad. He shakes his head, growling and hissing at him.

Taehyung presses his body against Jimin's and tilts his neck. "Go on. Bite me. Drink from me to your desire."

How can a vampire deny such an offer?

Without a second thought, Jimin opens his mouth widely with a thirsty hiss, baring his sharp fangs and wasting no time to stab them in Taehyung's skin.

The open bite rips open, having even Seokjin shudder in thirst. But the vampire immediately presses back onto that one spot on Jimin's neck.

Jimin flinches, biting harshly into Taehyung's skin with every tooth he has. There's a strange feeling in his fangs.

As he drinks from Taehyung, he can taste something sour. Something bitter.

Tarhyung bites his lip. His eyes shut in pain, grabbing onto Jimin's uniform. The wound burns heavily and there's a pain everywhere in his body.

His mind is foggy. It can't seem to think. Whatever Seokjin did, it wasn't the nice feeling he got whenever he got bitten.

This time it hurts. Really bad.

"Jimin."

Glaring at Seokjin, Jimin hisses through drinking.

"You're going to kill him, he's passing out."

Jimin whines a growl and pulls his fangs from Taehyung's skin, his body in heaven at tasting his blood again.

Taehyung pants, his chest heaving as he collapses in Jimin's arms. His body is in pain. His breathing is unbalanced and his body feels dry from inside.

His sight becomes blurry with tears and he grits his teeth to hold back a scream, clawing at Jimin's clothes.

"Becoming a vampire has three phases." Seokjin explains. "The first phase is the visible change. Paler skin, more beauty, etcetera. The second phase is vampiric skills. Hunter's instinct, bloodlust. And the third phase is vampiric growth. Fangs and pupils and all that."

"So... This is the first phase than how bad with the second phase be?" Jimin asks.

Seokjin shrugs. "He might pass out, which is why I need you to feed him blood when he does. If you don't, he can die."

Taehyung looks up at him with big eyes. "I CAN DIE?!"

"Did you really think a process to become an high ranked being would be painless?"

Taehyung stays silent. Or at least, he's trying to.

Jimin holds him close, feeling the warm skin freeze against his own. Taehyung whimpers and whines, letting go of a few tears.

Taehyung's brown hair falls over his head as he buries his face in Jimin's chest, feeling weak and powerless. His mind is cloudy and all he wants is to be near a pit of fire.

His body shivers. Jimin sighs and takes the human tighter into his arms. Taehyung curls up in his embrace, sniffling softly.

To see such a cute boy be so hurt has Jimin hesitating. Is there a way back? A way back to that night. So that hr can hold back instead of brutally attacking him.

But on the other hand, Taehyung will be a vampire. Someone who he can hunt with. Someone that makes his heart pound faster.

For some reason the boy makes Jimin feel warm. Warm in his cold skin. He keeps shying away when Taehyung finds a flaw and laughs about it, even though it's cute.

What is wrong with him?

He shakes his head slightly and looks up at Seokjin, who gives him a soft smile.

"He's going to need you."

"Why would he need me when he has you?"

"I'm always busy." Seokjin chuckles. "I have the theatre club, the Red Market, blood supplies, pets. I'm a busy vampire, Jimin."

Jimin looks back down at Taehyung, who's skin is already much paler than before. It almost matches Jimin's own. Smooth and soft. Milky pale and sensitive.

He nods. "I get it. It's not like I don't want to take care of him." He says softly. "It's just... he's cute."

"Of course he is."

"But also more than cute..."

Seokjin cocks a brow at his words. "Elaborate."

"He's very pretty." Jimin says. "His voice has a sweet ring to it and his body is one to hold. He's so... loose and calm about everything and his excitement is almost a contagious disease. He's... every package in one."

"That's a big statement."

"But it's true."

Seokjin sighs and shrugs. "If you say so. Take care of him. The second and third stage are fast after each other and they wait for no one. Keep him close."

"Where are you going."

"I've got... some hunting to do." Seokjin says, grabbing a black face mask from the drawer and putting it on before leaving the office, leaving Jimin with a trembling and screaming Taehyung, who bites into his hand without any fangs.

The second stage has begun.

°•●•°

Hours go by and for Jimin it feels like the world has changed in one single day.

The crying Taehyung from before is now more disobedient than ever. Like a stubborn teen.

Becoming a vampire clearly worked on his ego.

Taehyung's fangs are still very short, barely growing past his own teeth, dull and clearly not sharp enough to fully cut through skin.

Jimin never thought he'd have to be so stern against someone so... mature. Or bare his fangs ever to threat with them.

Having enough of Taehyung's whining, Jimin grabs onto his collar and slams him against the nearest wall. The new vampire hisses in pain and growls at him.

"I get it." Jimin mutters, holding on tightly to his collar. "You want blood. You want to run and fight. Test out what you can do."

"What else do you expect when I'm a vampire? A sweet little duckling?" Taehyung hisses. "I'm hungry!"

"Than go eat the noodles I've prepared for you! We still eat human food! We still drink human drinks! We just need blood to keep ourselves alive and standing!"

Taehyung shuts himself up and pouts. "So it's not all about blood?"

"What do you think we are? Mosquitos?!" Jimin hisses. "Those things are annoying. They even take our blood so don't get too excited."

After hours of being in pain to become a long-living creature, Taehyung realizes what he's become. He looks down.

"I've been really selfish, haven't I...?"

Jimin gives a short nod.

Taehyung lets out a whiny sigh and looks away from him. He feels ashamed. All he thought about was the vampiric side of this life.

It's not like he feels that he made a mistake. He still wants to be a vampire, but he's wasted so much of Jimin's time by pushing to get to know himself again.

"I'm sorry..." He mumbles.

Jimin shakes his head with a sigh. "It's fine. Just be considerate. Being a vampire is more than blood and games."

The vampire nods and smiles. He quickly wraps his arms around the vampire for a hug before leaning and pressing his lips against Jimin's.

Jimin seems frozen. Shocked in time as Taehyung giggles at his wide eyes and trembling hands.

"Thanks, hyung."

"F-for what?"

"Showing me what it's like. Being a vampire. It hurt... but now I can be with you!"

Jimin looks at him, a smile softly tugging at his lips. He hesitantly presses his lips against Taehyung's, feeling a red blush crawling over his cheek.

But Taehyung melts in his touch, his fangs nipping at Jimin's bottom lip.

Jimin cups Taehyung's cheeks, keeping him close. Even when they part.

"I'm back!"

The two vampires turn to Seokjin, who frowns at them.

"Is there something I've missed?"

Jimin and Taehyung look at each other before shaking their heads.

"Nah."

"How are you feeling, Tae?" Seojjin asks, dropping the unconscious human.

"Other than the burning thirst, I feel great!" The vampire giggles. "Is... Is he for me?"

"For all of us. Don't be selfish."

Taehyung whines a bit but accepts the body nonetheless. With a bit of luck, Jimin would kiss him when blood is still on his fangs...

[=|THE END|=]

Questions of the Chapter:

Why did Taehyung trigger Jimin's instincts?

Why did Seokjin keep quiet about himself?

Why did he help Jimin and show him the Red Market?

Who was the student they encountered the first time?

Why is Taehyung so obsessed over being bitten?