when the heart bleeds ink ‖ vampire jjk x reader

Cat and Mouse

"What are you doing?" Laila pressed, arms crossing in the hopes of Jungkook not hearing how loud her heart was beating.

She had run out to the grocery store to buy shrimp crackers; when she returned, she came upon the sight of Jungkook trying to break in.

"I can explain," Jungkook says, hands reaching out.

Laila slaps them away angrily, shooting Jungkook a look of disgust.

"I never broke in. You're going to go back in, and forget you ever saw me," he says.

Laila blinks a few times in confusion, before heading for the door and unlocking it. She placed the groceries on the kitchen counter and went to bed early, already forgetting about her encounter with Jungkook.

Jungkook watches you through the peephole again, and to his dismay, you had already fallen asleep. What a shame. He liked it when girls put up a fight. It made feeding on them and watching the life in their eyes fade way more pleasurable.

He slipped in quietly, closing the door behind him. He couldn't help but salivate at the sight; there you were, sedated ready for him to feed on.

He chooses your ankle, letting out groans as he drank. You tasted even better than Mina and Sana- something he had already predicted. It wasn't until your feet began to pale that he stopped worriedly, not wanting to kill you.

When he finished, he sat on the sofa directly across from you, staring at you as you slept. You were so, so beautiful, and even better, you found Jungkook the same way.

He had to have you, mark you- then he could claim you for himself, and enjoy the sight of you dying at his hands. Once you were marked with his tattoo, you would finally be his.

But he needed you to trust him first. You were already suspicious; he knew that much. He needed you to let him in, to let him convince you to get tattooed at his shop.

You woke the next morning feeling unnaturally tired, even though you had just slept ten hours straight. It wasn't completely out of the norm, as you were usually tired all the time. But that was when you had to put up with school. It was only your first week here and you had done minimal studying; being this tired after ten hours of sleep was pretty sad.

You brush your teeth and change into an over sized hoodie, comfortable and ready to spend the day studying ahead- you already had the syllabuses for your classes, and were planning on spending the day in the campus library.

A sharp knock at the door interrupted your thoughts, and you hesitantly look through the peephole.

It was Jungkook, wearing a tight black shirt that exposed his arm sleeve tattoos. He looked tired and distraught- you almost let him in, before remembering that he was a potential murder suspect.

Then, it hit you- what if this could work out in your favor? You could record the whole interaction, maybe have a knife or pepper spray alongside you just in case. You'd get some kind of reward, and be praised. Just the thought of being admired and praised made you smile.

"Just a sec!" you yell, running to your bedroom to find pepper spray.

You then head to the kitchen to arm yourself with a knife, hiding it inside your bra (why not?). Your phone was already recording, and you open the door to greet Jungkook with a smile.

"Hey, is everything okay?" you ask.

Jungkook stares down at your feet, shaking his head no. Your heart immediately softens at the sight, but then you remind yourself of what he's capable of.

"We don't know each other, so it'd be weird for me to come in. Would you mind coming with me to Kung Fu Tea down the street?" he asks, his morning voice raspy and deep.