"Bloody hell Taehyung. Can you at least pretend to be happy to watch the movie?"

"I don't want to watch Toy Story again. Every time you come over we watch it."

"It's fucking amazing!"

"Why're you talking in that accent? You're not British." He replied slightly rolling his eyes.

Jungkook smiled, "I love to pretend I am. I've lived in England plenty of times and I'm pretty good imitating their accent. Am I not?"

"Yeah sure you are. It's just kind of weird."

"Oh, because I'm so normal, right?" He laughed.

"Well no but—"

"Hush now."

Taehyung was about to protest when Jungkook paused the movie. "Fine, since you want to do something else then let's do it."

"D-do what?"

"I don't know. You're the one that's complaining."

"I mean I like the movie, but when we see it over ten days back to back it gets a little repetitive."

"Alright then. Examine me." He smirked.

"What?" Taehyung exclaimed with wide eyes.

Before he could even blink Jungkook had rushed to turn on the lights and sat back next to him. "You're about to graduate. Aren't you nervous about how you're going to talk to your patient?"

"Well...yes. You're not..."

"Babe, we've established that. I'm dead but alive."

His cheeks turned red at the pet name. Babe. He had said it so effortlessly. Taehyung hoped he wouldn't bring up the fact that his heart was accelerating.

"Fine. Let me get my—"

"Got it."

"Fuck. You're fast."

"I know. So go on. Listen to me."

"If we're going to do this I have to treat you like an actual patient."

"Very well proceed."

"Hello. I'm Taehyung and I'll be your provider today. What brings you in the office?"

"I shoved a cucumber up my ass."

Taehyung's eyes widen yet again and his facial expression made Jungkook laugh. "This is serious! I don't like your little jokes." He argued.

"I'm being serious! Do you know how hectic the medical field is? People will come to you with some weird shit. You have to be professional."

Taehyung groaned looking down at his lap. "I guess you're right. Can we just...can you just say another excuse?"

"Come on I know you want to laugh."

"I do not." He replied serious. As soon as their eyes met they both started laughing. "Fine, it was a little funny."

"I knew it. Alright new scenario. I'm here because I have a stomach ache."

"Oh. Okay. How long has this been going on for?"

"Two days."

"Any associated symptoms?"

"Nausea, bloating, flatulence, and eruption."

"Wow. Alright. Umm...let me listen to you first."

"Go ahead pretty boy...I mean provider."

Taehyung tried to shake off the jittery sensation that had built up in his stomach. "Your heart sounds great. Let me listen to your lungs now."

"Alright," he replied calmly. He took off his black leather jacket exposing his beautiful tan skinned. His muscles were so well defined it ached Taehyung to not touch them.

"Deep...deep breath."

"Sounds like you need a deep breath. You're pretty breathless.

"Umm...yeah. Hey can I ask something?"

"Sure."

"What's up with the tattoo on your back?"

Jungkook turned his face to look at him. Even his side profile was stunning. He didn't reply instead he took off his shirt.

Taehyung gasped surprised. The tattoo was beautiful. Every centimeter of his back was covered. "Did you get this done?" He wondered running his fingers over his back.

His fingertips were soft and cold. It sent shivers down his spine. "No. Every year on my birthday the mark grows more. I'm not quite sure why. It's a hybrid thing."

"Wow. Okay." He replied pulling his hand away. Jungkook turned back to look at him. They stared at each other for a long time. The tension was definitely there. They could both feel it. When he leaned over to try to kiss him Taehyung moved back.

"Jungkook don't get me wrong you're handsome but..."

"Why're you trying to fight your feelings for me? I know you feel something."

"I..."

"Tell me you don't."

Taehyung gulped down nervously. He couldn't deny it. He felt something. Lust. Maybe his fight with Jin encouraged these feelings as well.

"It's not a crime to feel free this."

Before he overthought it Taehyung wrapped his arms around his neck tightly. He was right. There was no crime in such thing.

•••

"The food was amazing."

"It was." Yoongi replied with a smile.

"I'm really glad we were able to get away. Just you and I."

"Me too. Let's hope you enjoy the city. I've been here before. It's beautiful to explore."

"I'm sure I will."

They were walking back to the car unable to stop themselves from smiling too much. It was inevitable. When being with each other being happy just came naturally.

"Let's go ahead and go to the hotel. We can explore after we leave our stuff."

Jimin nibbled the inside of his cheek. He had thought about that the whole way here. They'd be sleeping in a room. Together.

On separate beds, but in the same room. Although Yoongi had spent the night over a couple times this seemed different.

"Is everything okay?" Yoongi wondered. He could heart Jimin's heart beating fast.

"Yeah—yeah I'm okay."

"Okay. It's not too far from here." He told opening the car door for him.

Jimin took deep breaths attempting to control his nerves. When Yoongi got in the passengers seat he grinned anxiously.

"So how did you manage to get away from your friends?"

"They actually know about you."

"Oh. They do? Are they okay with it?"

"Yes. Things have changed now." He said confidently. The three of them were different people for sure.

"I'm glad they understand."

"Me too. I just want you to be protected you know?"

"Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."

Yoongi chuckled, "Oh yeah. No doubt it that. However, this vampire world is too complicated. I wish things were a bit different you know?"

"What do you mean?"

"If I were human we wouldn't have to worry about other supernatural forces. I feel like I've dragged you into this confusing hell hole. Once you know about it there's no getting out."

Jimin reached over to hold his hand. Yoongi glanced at him for a brief second. Then turned his attention back to the road.

"Things happened for a reason. I asked you to let me remember. I asked for this. Don't ever forget that."

Yoongi nodded his head slowly. He didn't regret a thing. It was just a constant fear of someone finding out about their love.

Shownu would not be happy about that. Not only would he kill him, but Jimin too. If he was honest he wouldn't mind dying. It would be terrible of course because he wouldn't spend time with Jimin.

What would be more terrible would be for Jimin to die so young. He had a whole life ahead of him. Yoongi had already lived plenty.

"We're here." He said after a moment of silence. Maybe his mind would finally shut up. At times he couldn't stop his mind from overworking.

"Great I'll get the—Yoongi what if someone saw you?" Jimin wondered as a smiling Yoongi opened the car door.

"I'm so fast no one saw me. Come on let's get out stuff."

They both grabbed their small bags and headed inside. It was a fancy hotel for sure. Jimin looked admiringly looked inside while Yoongi checked in.

"I specially ordered two beds." Yoongi sternly said.

"Sir I—"

"Give me a room with two beds."

"I apologize we only have that room available."

"If you don't—"

"Yoongi. It's okay." Jimin softly said holding his arm.

He sighed at the employee annoyed, but forced a smile. "Fine. We will take the room and it's going to be for free. It was your mistake."

"Of course sir. Here's your key."

Yoongi took it and motioned Jimin to follow him. "It's okay. We can share the room." He whispered with a red face.

"Yeah. I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable. I really did ask for two separate beds when I made the reservation."

"I know."

When the elevator door opened they walked out. Yoongi looked for the room until he found it. He put the card in and a green light appeared.

As soon as he flickered the  light on Jimin inhaled sharply. The bed had a deep red bed sheet and white pillows

The lighting was dim and the scent smelled like roses. This felt like a honeymoon room. Everything about it screamed sex.

"We should...get going to explore then." Yoongi mumbled setting the bag down. Jimin did the same and cleared his throat nodding.

The thought never leaving his mind. What would happen that night?