Seraphic [Yoonmin]

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"Ugh. That's fucking disgusting."

Jungkook rolled his eyes pulling his wrist away from the guy. "Go on dear. Continue what you were doing." He instructed.

The guy obediently walked away and Jungkook grabbed a random drink from the table approaching Taehyung.

"I could say the same about you. You need to bleach your hair again. I can see your roots showing. Now that's disgusting."

Taehyung groaned, "I was talking about you feeding that man your blood not about your looks. Thanks for bringing up the fact that my hair looks like fucking shit."

"I'm just being honest. In all reality I think I'd like your hair natural instead."

"Well..." Jin likes it blonde. "I like it this way just fine."

"Okay. That's cool. Let me warn you though, you're going to fry your hair. I'm guessing you're bleaching it every few weeks? Isn't that right? There's only bit so much hour hair can take."

"Are you a hair expert? I don't think so. Why should I listen to you?"

"Oh yeah. I have only been alive for eight hundred years. So what do I know right?" He asked sarcastically.

"Being old is not a flex. Come here." He mumbled pulling him towards him.

Jungkook smirked, "Ooh babe if you want to take me to a room just say so."

"Eww. Gross. No." Taehyung told letting go.

"What do you want then? I'm up for sex or getting drunk. You pick."

"Neither of those. Do you only. One to parties to get drunk and feed on people?"

"You already know the answer to that. Anyways, I guess I'll see you late—"

"No, no, wait."

Jungkook stopped and smiled. He turned around with an arrogant look. "I'm listening."
He mumbled taking the last sip of his drink.

"I need your help."

"What do I get in return?"

"Another date."

"Oh please don't flatter yourself Kim. I have plenty of people that would be willing to go on a date with me."

"Really? Where are the people? I don't see them lined up."

Jungkook pushed him against the nearest wall. He brought his finger to Taehyung's cheek. Then pressed his mouth against his ear.

"I will rip your heart out. Don't be smart with me."

Taehyung's heart raced. He smelled like roses and his breath was alcohol mixed with blood." Okay—okay. I'm sorry."

"Fine. I guess I can help you out for a date. It looks like I could teach you some respect." He grinned stepping back.

Taehyung was finally able to relax a little. He wasn't going to lie having him so close had made him a little fidgety.

"Can you...can you help me find information on this guy?"

Jungkook took his phone for a closer look. At first he thought he was confusing him. He wasn't. It was Namjoon.

"Why do you want information on him?"

"I—"

"The truth."

"He has a thing with my best friend and I find it weird that he hasn't told me. This guy appeared out of nowhere. I just want to know if he's a good person and having good intentions with my friend.