"Hyung? What are you doing?" Namjoon asked, raising an eyebrow. Seokjin hissed lowly, his illusion ripped in a flash when panic started to run through Namjoon's veins.

"I don't want human food tonight." Seokjin hissed, licking his fangs. "Your blood has been haunting me, Namjoon! I can't hold it anymore!" He yelled, tilting Namjoon's head by his chin, taking his time to lick over the tender skin of the human.

Namjoon began to shake and tremble. "H-hyung...?" "Just relax, Namjoon. This will hurt a lot less if you do." Seokjin mumbled. "I'm sorry."

Namjoon widened his eyes, finally realizing what Seokjin was trying to do. He groaned, trying to push Seokjin away, but the elder seemed to be stuck to the ground, not moving an inch from his spot.

"Hyung! Hyung please, don't!" He panicked, begging Seokjin for any kind of mercy in his mind. "You won't die." Seokjin said immediately. "You'll feel weak, that's all."

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Hoseok yawned slightly, smiling as he approached the cafe. He waved at a few of the maids, asking them where Yoongi was. He smiled when the owner walked up to him.

"My name is Park Jimin. You must be Yoongi's boyfriend?" "Yes, I am." Hoseok said proudly. "Where is he?" Jimin smiled. "Yoongi asked me to bring you to his showroom, please wait there for him. If I'm right he currently has a private customer."

Hoseok frowned. He didn't like those words. He followed Jimin, who opened the door, and closed it once Hoseok was inside.

He widened his eyes, his breathing hitched and his voice stuck in his throat. "B-baby...?"

Yoongi shot up from the body, his eyes wide of fear at Hoseok's voice. "S-sunshine! It's not what you think!"

Hoseok backed away. "I'm pretty sure I know what it is!" He yelled. "How long were you going to hide this from me?" He mumbled.

Yoongi looks down and gulps the blood down his throat. "I... I wasn't going to tell you." Hoseok frowned. "I'm your boyfriend! I should at least know about this!" Yoongi didn't reply.

"I don't want you hurting innocent humans anymore." Hoseok growled. "They've done nothing to deserve to be sucked empty by you." Yoongi looked up at him in shock. "B-but-"

"Did I stutter?" Hoseok snarled. Yoongi shook his head. "No..." "Than listen to me, please. Don't hurt any more humans..." Yoongi nodded sadly. "I won't hurt anyone anymore... I'm sorry."

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Jungkook frowned when the car stopped in front of the lights, waiting for everyone on foot to pass.

And then his eyes fell wide. His doe eyes fell onto the man he saw. Twelve years ago, and he didn't change one thing. He still wore the same clothes and he still wore the same coat, that same sickening grin and those same hazelnut brown eyes with his now short brown hair.

The man's eyes fell on him, and his grin grew wider. He stopped at the end of the lights, waving his hand in a fan-like manner, tilting his head slightly as he walked away.

Jungkook opened the car door and ran out, following the man he hadn't seen in twelve long torturing years.

"Yah! Hey!" The man scoffed and stopped, turning around to Jungkook, who gasped. "It's you..." "Hello human, you've grown older." "And you haven't changed at all." Jungkook spat. Hoseok chuckled. "You should've tried harder to find me."

Jungkook scowled. "I didn't try to find you!" He countered. A lie. The biggest lie he ever told. "Sure." "I'm serious." Jungkook snarled. "Over time I've learned that there was something called a Kumi, an angry spirit trapped for something unforgivable. Were you one of those?"

"Are you comparing me to an angry spirit?" Hoseok said, offendedly clutching his fur coat. "Ouch." Jungkook huffed. "Well. I don't need you." "You never called my name." Hoseok countered. "I didn't need to." "You don't know it." Hoseok growled. "I do!" Jungkook yelled.

Hoseok widened his eyes and looked at him. "What?" "I know your name." Jungkook smiled, knowing he had the demon's full attention. "Oh yeah?" Hoseok growled. "Say it. Say my name."

Jungkook scoffed. "I don't need to." He said and turned around and walked away. Hoseok chased after him. "Hey! Say my name! Say the three syllables of my name!" He yelled. Jungkook gulped. He couldn't get out of it. The demon had trapped him in the corner.

"Fine... I don't know it." "I knew it." Hoseok chuckled. "I knew you couldn't." Jungkook frowned. "I didn't need you anyway." He spat, walking past him. Hoseok scoffed and growled, walking the other way.

But that night something horrible happened...

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Namjoon sighed and sat down on the bed. On the bedside table stood a photo frame. It was bloodied. The photo in it was ripped. Jimin could see a younger Namjoon, a young Seokjin, and another boy. That boy didn't exist anymore. It was clear for Jimin. The part where the face should have been was ripped out.

"For now you'll sleep here until I've had someone make you your own room. Don't expect it to be something luxurious." Namjoon spat. "But... where do I sleep?" Jimin asked softly. "The floor seems like an appropriate place for a dog." Namjoon frowned.

It was almost as if being in this room had changed his whole rewarding-attitude. It wasn't exactly a lie.

When Namjoon came into his room, the photo is the first thing he looks at. It brings anger in his veins to run. It made him angry. And anger means danger.

Jimin sat on the floor, the carpet almost hugging his body. Suddenly the floor didn't seem so bad anymore. Jimin let himself fall with a purr onto the carpet. Namjoon threw him an extra blanket. Hissing and grumbling to himself as he changed into his own silky soft pajamas.

"Goodmorning master..." Jimin said softly, dragging the blanket over his body. "Thank you..."

Namjoon looked at Jimin for a moment before covering his own body in the blankets. "Goodmorning. Don't let me catch you sneaking around." He snarled.

Jimin's eyes went wide. He said goodmorning... He actually did... With a smile as wide as he fell asleep.

Namjoon watched the human fall asleep, his eyes on the picture. He quietly opened his drawer, picking the missing piece of the photo.

He sat up and looked at Jimin's face, then at the photo. With a light hiss he laid back down and turned around. "You've grown... and you've fallen..."

The face on the photo was familiar. Too familiar. The short but sharp fangs that were revealed by his toothy smile, his eyes that disappeared with his wide smile. His pitch-black hair fell over his forehead and the long cross silver earring in his left ear glimmered in the moonlight on the picture.

Namjoon had to be honest. He missed how ruthless the vampire boy was. How he always relied on his fangs and Namjoon. The young vampire there, slept in his room. Humanized...

It pained him. A long time ago, the human boy didn't have a heart either. He didn't know what it was and he didn't want to know. But then... this human came.

This beautiful human boy... The vampire didn't want to share him with anyone. He ended up turning the boy, and as revenge for how heartless the vampire had treated him, he killed him.

But in their realm no one truly dies.

The vampire's black heart was gaining color, gaining blood. It started pumping. His pale skin started to become a bit more tan, his black hair becoming blonde. His red eyes became a chocolate brown, and his memory was erased.

His fangs were nowhere to be noticed. They had disappeared. Turned into normal human teeth. His lust for blood and death now left him shivering in fear.

Namjoon had to lie. But after he old the lie, he realized what he had to do. He had to tame his best friend, who had grown to hate him.

If he could, Namjoon would do everything to get rid of the human who dared to kill him. If only he knew how to turn a human.

Jimin never told his secret...

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What do you think? What are these the sequel off?