"Oh shit." 

Taehyung cursed, staring at his ringing phone. The name on the screen making him deeply inhale.

Calling... 

BootyliciousChim❤ 

After a long sigh, he finally answered his phone. That was actually the thirty-third call and he knows best that he shouldn't ignore it anymore. 

"Hello Chi-" 

"You little fuck! Where the hell are you shithead!?" 

Jimin wasn't really a fan of cursing but he's sassy as fuck when needed and especially when Taehyung happens. 

"I'm-" 

"We've been looking for your little ass all over the place! You didn't even answer my calls or reply to my texts! Taehyung I swear I'll-" 

"I'm okay Chim." 

Jimin's groan of frustration was heard through the phone but it seems Taehyung's words calmed him down a little and decided to shut his sassy mouth. 

"I'm sorry master." 

Jimin finally spoke and Taehyung knew he was seriously mad and worried. Jimin never calls him master not unless the situation calls for formality and serious matters.

"It's just...I panicked. You know the whole clan trusted me with your life." 

Taehyung frowns, the guilt came rushing in as he heard Jimin's words and voice laced with worry. As far as he can remember, Jimin has always been by his side since birth. Technically, they are relatives, they're cousins but it was like Jimin was born to serve and protect Taehyung. 

Jimin is a pureblood vampire and his mother, is a royal blood, Taehyung's aunt. In the whole world, there are only eight royal bloods that exists and Taehyung is the youngest making the whole clan protective over him.

"Tae, you know why I always have to be with you, right? There are lots of them around and you haven't drunk-"

"I know, Chim. I'm okay. Really." 

Taehyung knew so damn well why Jimin was worried sick and it's the reason why he hates being a royal blood, he hates what he is. 

He knew why most of his time were spent inside their castle. He knew why Jimin was stuck with him every hour and every minute. He knew so damn fucking well that his scent affects those craving werewolves. 

"Tae." Jimin sighed.

"You know I could only bring you to that club since it is a neutral ground and it's a club so-" 

"So my scent shouldn't be noticed."

Taehyung continued and tightened his grip on his phone. 

Yeah. Shouldn't. 

Taehyung's scent or a royal blood's scent entices werewolves but it doesn't mean that a werewolf would just pound on him anywhere, anytime.

Though it would most likely to happen if he's alone. 

However, in places like clubs where the scents were all mixed up, even a werewolf wouldn't catch his scent.

So it should be safe, right? 

Right. 

But it seems like one werewolf was lucky enough or he just have a very keen sense of smell that he noticed Taehyung's scent amidst the thick layers of mixed aroma filling the whole club. 

"But you still have to be careful Tae. If someone would attack you, you'd die easily."

Jimin scoffs.

"I mean, you're practically a powerless little shit who some dickheads crave for." 

Jimin is right and Taehyung knows that too. He is just a weak vampire who would probably die immediately if he was attacked.  You might be wondering why he is 'weak'. Well, the reason for that is the fact that Taehyung hasn't been drinking blood since he turned 17. 

One night, he saw Jimin slashing his own wrist and letting the blood flow to a cup, Taehyung's cup. Soon, he found out that the blood he was drinking were offerings from the purebloods who were serving the royal bloods and he simply couldn't take that because he felt somewhat guilty and maybe in the back of his mind he likes the consequences being as weak and as vulnerable as humans. 

Maybe he likes to be as close to being a human as possible. 

"Yeah, yeah. Now come and get me, my bootylicious knight." 

Taehyung shrugged and after telling Jimin his whereabouts, Jimin came to his rescue and drove back to their home. 

The ride was quiet. It was unusual but the tension says it all. From the moment Taehyung stepped inside the car and their eyes met, the tension and the thick aura quickly built up. 

Jimin kept quiet and so did Taehyung. But they knew. They both knew that after the ride, they will have a serious discussion and Taehyung needs to prepare his ass and his breath for a long ass explaining he needs to do. 

"So?" 

Jimin finally spoke as he sat on Taehyung's bed, shooting him a deadly gaze. Taehyung, on the other hand, stood at least three feet away from Jimin, hanging his head low.

They seriously look like a parent letting his son explain why he fucked up and the guilty son ready to accept his punishment. 

"Chim I, uhh, I can't really remem-" 

"Yah. Spill it." 

Jimin didn't yell but his tone says it all. The venom in every word and the low tone sounding so impatient. It made the royal blood tremble a little. For the first time, he didn't know how to fix his mistake. 

"I-we...had...sex" Taehyung mumbled and the last part came out as a whisper.

"Obviously."

Jimin retorts, eyeing the obvious & proud purplish spots on Taehyung's exposed skin. From his neck to his collar region. 

"...and it...it just happened. I, uh, I didn't noticed that we..."

Taehyung tried to continue but he broke down and tears came flooding. Jimin sighed and like always, he couldn't stay mad. He stood up, face turning soft and concern overtook as he pulled Taehyung into a tight embrace. 

They stayed like that for a moment until Jimin pulled Taehyung so they both sat down on Taehyung's bed. 

"Chim..I-I'm s-sorry...I didn't..." 

Taehyung tried to speak between his cries. His voice cracking and his body trembling while his sobs filled the room. 

"Shh...Tae c'mon, calm down." 

Jimin said as he rubs Taehyung's back in comfort. 

"Chim...what do I do?" 

Taehyung calmed down and looked up at Jimin as he rubs his tears away with the back of his hand. 

"Tae."

Jimin sighed and tightly gripped Taehyung's arms.

"First, congratulations."

He continued and Taehyung just gave him a blank stare.

"What?"

Jimin questioned Taehyung's stare before he continued.

"I am just acknowledging the fact that you're not a virgin anymore...in both ways, I mean." 

Jimin's statement made Taehyung lips curl into a smile and he chuckled a little. Jimin really knows how to calm him down and how to soothe his nerves. 

"So, how was your first drink? You kinky little fuck." 

Jimin asked with a smile that genuinely says he's really interested and that made Taehyung's emotions turn from being confused and scared and anxious to being giddy. 

Taehyung smiled widely and says, "Amazing!" 

"Are you refering to your first drink or your first fuck?" 

Jimin says with a sly smile while he wiggled his eyebrows and they both chuckled before Taehyung returned a suggestive smile and eyes playfully squinting.

"Both." 

Taehyung uttered and they both giggled. Right now, the hot and mysterious vampires were out of sight. Instead, what others may see are two high school teen girls who were telling stories about their crushes or their first times, giggling and squealing in excitement and shame of being shameless. 

"So is that why you chose him?" 

"No Chim...uhh...it just happened, really." 

The rejoicing atmosphere suddenly disappeared as they both opened the real issue in their current situation. The real reason why Jimin was so mad and why Taehyung broke into tears few minutes ago. 

"Unbelievable." Jimin said shaking his head.

"You're really--ugggh! Tae you're...You're tied down forever with a person that you don't even know." 

"Mmm. And I have no fucking idea what to do, Chim." 

For someone who's got a big problem, Taehyung sounded like it was as light as a feather or he sounded as if he was proudly admitting that he's a one big idiot who fucked up, big time. 

"Aishh. What am I gonna do with you?"

Jimin mumbled with a sigh of defeat and exhaustion.

"Was the sex that good that you were tempted to suck his blood?" 

"Yes! Uhhh Yes? I...That's it! And it's just. I don't know. He just looks so delicious. Like uhmm the way his cock twitched inside me, god! I could feel his blood flowing in his veins and it felt so warm and I couldn't help it I-" 

"Okay! Okay!" Jimin face palmed in embarrassment. Yeah, he asked but he really did not mean to get an answer, specially a detailed one. 

"Gosh. I could've live my life in peace if I didn't hear you talking about other man's cock-WAIT WHAT!?" 

Jimin suddenly perked up realising what Taehyung said. His eyes staring widely in disbelief. 

"So you're a bottom!?"

He exclaimed, eyeing Taehyung from top to toe.

"I guess? I didn't even know but that night and that man....He's so strong and muscular and handsome. He was rough though, but after the first round, I got used to his roughness. He's really good and HUGE and those strong canines that dig into my flesh. Gosh! My back hurts until now and I can't even remember how many times we did it! Was it, uhh 4? No. Maybe 5? I-" 

"Taehyuuuuung!!!"

Jimin shouted. No, he won't listen to his best friend blabbering about some huge cock and rough fuck. Not when his ears caught something else. The fuck story can wait. 

"Did you say canines!? Don't tell me your first drink, your first fuck and your mate is a werewolf!? You made a blood pact with a werewolf? Do you even realize that!? You chose a werewolf as your mate!" 

Taehyung did not answer back. Instead, he looked dumbfounded as flashbacks of what happened that night crossed his mind. 

"You're mine." 

That's what Taehyung heard before the werewolf bit him and he did the same, sucking the werewolf's blood, losing control over the ecstatic blissful pleasure of biting someone. His fangs burying deeply into the warm flesh as he drinks a very delicious and dangerously addictive blood, making his whole body shiver in delight. 

They both lost control as pleasure devoured them and the rest of the night was history. 

"Chim?" Taehyung paused.

"Why...do....werewolves bite?"  He asked, slowly letting each word slip out from his mouth. 

"Because they...." 

Jimin caught up to what Taehyung meant and pulled his shirt (not really Taehyung's shirt. He wore the werewolf's clothes since his gucci was ripped.) and there, aside from the multiple hickeys, the answer was proudly displayed. 

"He...marked you."

Jimin said in a soft tone as he stared at the bite mark on the juncture between Taehyung's neck and shoulder. It already healed but the tattoo-like scar of the werewolf's fangs remained and it will stay there, probably until one of the two bonded souls dies. 

"So you willingly drank his blood and he also drank a bit of your blood because he bit you, he marked you as his own!"

Jimin let out a deep breath and rolled his eyes as he stood up.

"Gosh! What? Are you both so scared to lose each other so you made a double mate bond? Great. Just. Great." 

Jimin stated staring at the still dumbfounded Taehyung. After a moment, the prince came back to his senses and looked at Jimin with his doe eyes, big and sparkly, like an innocent puppy eyes. 

"Chim? We need to find him as soon as possible." 

Jimin sighed. He knew from that time that his life will be filled with more struggles, difficulties, problems, troubles, suffering, depression, surprises, and anything that could stress him...and it's all because of his childhood bestfriend slash cousin slash the one and only vampire prince, Kim fucking shithead dumb ass Taehyung. 

Jimin released a deep breath and rolled his eyes. 

"Yeah. Fuck. Whatever." 

He accepted his fate.