DESIRE. (Jikook/Kookmin Texting Story)

Chapter Seven: The Realization.

Jungkook never felt more out of place than he did now.

This was his first time actually attending one of Jimin's parties. Especially one in his honor. He could always hear them going on, the music, laughter and what he assumed was a night of dancing. It was such a contrast to the hellish landscape just outside of the castle. Like the world beyond didn't exist. Jungkook was nervous, his experience in dealing with others wasn't great, but Jimin didn't seem concerned. Maybe this was a test. He wasn't about to fail it, not if it could mean Jimin allowing him to come along in the future. Jungkook felt uncomfortable, this attire he had on, was tight fitted. It wasn't what he was used to, which made it difficult to move in. Jungkook adjusted the collar for what felt like hundredth time as he sighed. His usual messy of wavy hair was combed back, exposing his forehead and face. The form fitted suit and jacket was a dark red, similar to the color of wine with accents of black and white. Jungkook glanced to the side at Jimin. He still couldn't get over how utterly beautiful the other was. His own hair was combed back on one side and left the other side with a styled bang. His face decorated in makeup that brought one's focus to those alluring eyes. Jimin was dressed in a tight fitted white suit that fit him in all the right places, accent colors of red that matched his suit and black. Jimin side glanced at him and smiled when he felt eyes on him. Jungkook quickly looked away and down at his hands as he toyed with his own fingers. Jimin's gaze thinned as he chuckled under his breath and returned his gaze to the scene before them. A massive ballroom filled with lesser vampires, all under Jimin's thrall but not his bloodline. Jimin controlled a council of sorts, four lesser vampires than him were in charge. They were responsible for expanding the vampiric culture.

"What do you think?" Jimin asked as a servant approached, a human, with a tray that carried two glasses filled with what Jungkook could smell to be blood.

This human was considered unclean. Which meant their body was sick with an illness that could affect the quality and taste of their blood. Lucky for them, it was almost a blessing instead of a curse. Instead of killing them, Jimin had made a law, which protected them from being killed and instead they would serve the vampires in any capacity they were able. The ones that couldn't, would be left in the dungeons below to live out their lives with the best medical care that could be provided. Jimin wasn't that cruel to punish someone that was unable to physically do anything. Jimin crossed his legs as he took one of the glasses and ran the glass under his nose, almost like he was tasting a fine wine. Jungkook took the other when it was offered, the human male and himself exchanged a brief glance before the servant took his leave. Jungkook swallowed, looking down at the blood. He had no idea, the world outside that room was like this. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, but as long as he could be at Jimin's side, he wasn't sure if it mattered. Jungkook turned his head as he watched Jimin take a sip from his glass, and he went to do the same. Music played, the patrons of the party danced and once in a while some would approach and present praise and gifts to Jimin, no doubt in hopes of winning his favor. It was a well-known fact that many of the lesser vampires sought to be elevated by Jimin. To become stronger, hold more status and power. Jungkook would watch their silly attempts to woo Jimin with things he knew the other had no interest in.

That was right. He knew Jimin best. He spent the most time with him. Jimin had let him see the different sides to him. His likes and dislikes, his vulnerable expressions as he let himself unravel to the pleasures of sex. Jungkook felt a slight smugness deep inside of him. Jimin was his and his alone. Jimin set the empty glass down as he sighed and shifted to stand. Jungkook looked up at him, setting his glass down and moving to stand as well.

"Jimin?" Jungkook questioned, worry reflected on his face.

Jimin gave him a side glance and a small smile.