"What's this?" Yoongi asked picking up a white envelope. As soon as he saw the silver dove wax stamp in the back he knew exactly what it was.

"It's our annual invitation to the slaughter party." Namjoon disappointedly replied.

"Right. I forgot that for Christmas Eve we get together and cause a bloodbath."

"I don't understand the big deal. I quite enjoy it." Jungkook added walking in. He put on his dark purple suit jacket and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

"Of course you do because you don't care."

"Neither should you. You have to bring a person with you either way. Torturing yourself about it won't make it any easier on you."

"We should probably stop thinking about this. It's weeks away anyways." Yoongi interrupted. When they got into a fight things got heated pretty easy.

"Are you bringing your personal blood bag?" Jungkook grinned.

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders trying to not seemed too interested. That would be the last place on earth he would bring Jimin.

"You know who I have in mind?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

Namjoon held his breath nervously. Please don't be Jin. He thought mortified. If he picked him then he'd have to do everything in his power to protect him. It would be hard considering how obsessed Jungkook could get.

"Rosie. She has a lovely taste and is cute as a button."

"You've already destroyed her relationship. At least give her a pass." Yoongi chuckled.

"That wasn't a relationship. It was a lie. The guy is clearly in love with a boy and he's a fucking liar." He mumbled spraying cologne on himself.

"Where are you going?" Namjoon asked trying to shift the subject away from Jin.

"Going to get a date of course."

Both Namjoon and Yoongi looked at each other confused as a grinning Jungkook walked by them. He hadn't dated anyone...ever. Not since becoming a vampire. So this was a big surprise for them both.

•••

"So you can't come over again?" Taehyung wondered nervously nibbling the bottom of his lip.

"No. Sorry. I have some stuff to do." Jin replied over the phone.

"Oh, cool. I get it. So...how are things with Rosé?"

"Umm...we haven't really spoken since our breakup. I actually think she's moved on."

"Have you moved on?" Taehyung uttered.

Jin remained quiet for a second. He couldn't help to smile at himself. He wished he could tell him all about Namjoon because he finally remembered. Everything. Ever since that day they met at the park his memories had stayed intact.

The thing was that he had never personally come out as bisexual to his friend. Deep down he knew that Taehyung had a suspicion and that he wouldn't mind. He just wasn't ready to admit it out loud yet.

"Well...yeah. She's not really my type. I mean she is, but our timing just wasn't right."

"So you haven't been talking to anyone?" He insisted. Why won't he just tell him about the mysterious tall dude? Weren't best friends suppose to tell each other everything?

Because Taehyung did. The only thing he didn't know about right now was Jungkook, but that was due to being mind controlled by Jungkook himself.

"Nope."

"Hmm."

"Yeah, so I'll let you go. I have to finish some stuff up."

"Alright bye."

"Bye!"

After hanging up he sat around on his empty kitchen table eating a plate of cereal. He had looked for this tall man everywhere on social media and he was literally nowhere to be found.

Yes, it was difficult to stalk a person on the internet without knowing their name. It wasn't impossible and Taehyung had tried really hard.

A knock on the door startled him. He slowly made his way there and peeked through the hole to see who it was.

When he saw Jungkook he flinched and stepped back. "I know you saw me. I heard you gasp you idiot."

Taehyung frowned opening the door. "Can you stop insulting me? What do you want?" He asked aggravated. It was not a good day to deal with his bullshit.

"Eggplant. That's the color I'm wearing. Look at the way it makes my eyes pop." He cockily said turning around for him to see.

Taehyung did not seem impressed, "Is that all you came for? To show me your fancy purple suit."

"It's called eggplant. It's very fancy. I got it made in Spain. It's one of a kind. Look at this," he said pointing to his sleeves covering in tiny shiny diamonds.

"Cool. You're rich."

"You're incredibly lame for a future PA student. Is medical school already frying your brain?" He asked walking in uninvited.

"How do you know about that?"

"I know everything about everyone." He commented picking up an apple and taking a bite.

"Everything about everyone huh?" He repeated.

"Yes."

"You still haven't answered my question."

"I did just a minute ago."

"No. My other question. What are you doing here?"

"Came to show you how sexy I look in this mother fucking suit and to ask for a date. Did you forget I have plenty of suits to come back for years?"

Taehyung scanned him once again. He knew he'd regret saying this, but he said it either way. "I'll go on a date with you."

Jungkook nearly choked on the apple and immediately straightened up. "What?"

"Don't you have vampire hearing or some shit? I said I'll go on a date with you."

"I fucking heard you. I was just making sure you were ready to date this fine fucker. I'll pick you up Friday at six. Don't fucking wear a shitty outfit, okay?"

"Okay. Fine." 

Jungkook left the unfinished apple on the floor. He walked out of the door quite startled at Taehyung's decision. He didn't think he'd agree this soon.

Taehyung closed the door once again taking a deep breath. Maybe he'd end up with his neck snapped by the end of the date. Or maybe he'd end up getting more information about the mysterious tall guy.

•••

"I love iced coffee so much. Even in the winter!" Jihyo exclaimed shivering.

"I always prefer my coffee hot." Jimin said with a small smile.

Talking to Jihyo wasn't bad at all. He enjoyed spending time with her, but he knew he had to break up. It wasn't fair to her. He was just a coward that couldn't do it.

"We truly are opposites. I guess it's true huh? Opposites really do attract."

"I suppose yes." He quietly responded.

"I should really get going. I'm running late. My mom is going to be waiting for me to pick her up. She's going to be mad."

"Oh, you should really get going then. I'll walk you to your car."

"Thank you. You're so—" she abruptly gasped dropping her coffee on the ground.

Jimin looked at her confused, "Is everything okay?"

"That guy. I—I know him." She said pointing to Yoongi across the street. He was with Namjoon too distracted talking to notice her staring.

"He—he was—I—he told the other guy to stop biting me. I—why were his teeth so...I...I..."

"Jihyo," he said turning her around. His heart was beating loudly against his chest. He knew the feeling of being very confused too well.

"Oh crap. I dropped my coffee. I'm so clumsy." She chuckled.

Jimin looked and they were gone. "What are you looking for?" She questioned once she realized how panicky he seemed.

"Nothing. I...do you want my coffee? It's not iced, but it's very good."

She smiled taking it, "It's okay. I can add some ice to it when I get home. Thank you." She said taking his hand in between hers.

After walking her to her car she gave him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you in school tomorrow."

"Okay. Drive safe."

When she pulled out of the parking spot he decided to head home himself. However, when passing by a stop sign he stopped and looked at it. It felt like something was missing.

Seconds later he shrugged it off. As he turned he saw two black boots in front of him. His gaze slowly went up until it got to Yoongi's face.

"Where you looking for me Park?"

"Yoongi." He whispered almost out of breath.

"Your girlfriend did not seem too happy to see me."

"She...she was scared."

"Obviously."

"You didn't lie about saving her. I'm sorry I didn't believe you." He whispered. Could he really be sorry though? Trusting Yoongi was hard.

"It's whatever. I'm not trustworthy."

Jimin kept staring at his feet until he felt blood pouring from his nose. He quickly put his hand over it to stop the bleeding.

Yoongi pulled out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him. "I'm sorry." He apologized embarrassed.

"You can't help it. Why're you apologizing? Do you think I'm going to drain you of blood right here?" He asked moving his hand and holding it a little firmer for him.

They remained quiet for a few minutes. Yoongi finally let go and the bleeding had stopped. Jimin looked at the bloody tissue in his hand.

"I didn't eat you. I guess that's progress."

Jimin impulsively wrapped his arms around Yoongi burying his face on his chest. This threw him completely off guard. To the point he was very tense.

When Jimin pulled away Yoongi kept a serious face. "Why did you do that?"

"I don't know. I felt like it." He responded shyly.

"Namjoon is waiting for me." He mumbled attempting to get away.

Jimin held him back holding his hand. Today he didn't wear gloves so his fingertips were freezing. "Are we still friends?" He whispered.

Yoongi knew he should've said no, but looking at those eyes didn't let him think clearly. "Yes. Sure. We're friends."

Jimin smiled and Yoongi cleared his throat going towards Namjoon who was in the cafe. He hoped he wasn't paying attention to their conversation.

"Americano?" He questioned handing him a cup.

Yoongi took it nodding, "Yes. My favorite."

"You like him don't you?" He questioned after a brief silence.

"What? No." He said gulping down some coffee. Even though it burned his tongue he kept drinking. Maybe it would snap him back to reality.

"It's okay if you do. I have a lover too." Namjoon whispered with a smile.

"Why're you telling me this?"

"Because I know you're scared. Love is nothing to be afraid of. What happened to your ex lover was tragic, but it wasn't your fault. You have an opportunity to love again. Don't let it go to waste."

Yoongi looked out the door. Jimin was still across the street wiping his nose clean. And for the first time he looked at him differently.