Jikook Oneshots/Smuts

Bloody Secrets

(3303 words)

Summary : Jimin has been starving since two weeks now. He feels his whole body giving up on him. The same body that has been rejecting every drop of blood Jimin tried to injest no matter what kind of blood it was. He was limping through the busy streets, hoping to find something that could stop him from dying when a young man with doe eyes stopped in front of him with a panicked " oh my god are you okay?!". Jimin searched everywhere around him to find who the man was talking to but when a warm hand landed on his shoulder his heart almost stopped beating. That couldn't be possible... Could it? And that's when everything went black...

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Jimin was starving...and it wasn't exaggerated the slightest. He was really starving now since two weeks. For some reason, everytime he tried to drink blood, from any possible animals, even one human, he would immediately throw it up. The metallic taste he used to drink like water was now the most disgusting thing he ever tasted. Even just the feeling of it on his fangs now had him gagging in despair. He was getting weaker and weaker as time passed by and now he could almost feel his life slowly drain itself out of his body. His whole body felt so painful he almost wanted the process to accelerate just to stop feeling it. And the worst part of it was that he didn't have a single clue to what his problem could be.

Everyday he saw normal humans walking in the streets, smiling at each other, walking hand in hand, kissing each other. He always hoped to be born normal but no... he had to be born a fucking vampire. An invisible, monstrous creature. And as if his life wasn't already a living hell...now he was slowly dying for no apparent reason.

So as he felt the weakest he ever felt, Jimin decided to go out at night in his last attempt at life. He was limping down the streets with the intention of just hopefully getting ran over by a car. Even if it was very unlikely to kill his immortal self. Or his now anyway weirdly dying self. He stumbled from streets to streets with empty thoughts and an almost as empty body. The hunger inside of him literally digging through his skin.

Tears were silently rolling down his cheeks at the pain when a whiff of the most amazing smell ever made him stop dead in his tracks, almost falling face first on the floor because of his own sudden gesture. The scent only became stronger and better as seconds passed. Jimin painfully raised his head to identify the source of it when he fell face to face with the most beautiful human he'd ever seen. Said human looked completely panicked.

- oh my god are you okay?!

The human asked to someone that was probably right behind Jimin but the boy felt like it was destined to him.

He felt his body slowly giving up on him, one of his knees falling to the ground, and that's when he felt it...the warm hand on his shoulder. No. It couldn't be...that wasn't possible. And then everything went black.

Jungkook was utterly panicked. He was peacefully walking back from his friend, Hoseok's house when he saw the dead looking young man with tears of what seemed to be total pain rolling down his cheeks. He hurriedly walked closer to him and asked if he was okay. The boy in front of him seemed shocked and one of his knee fell to the ground. Jungkook put his hand on the young man's shoulder in concern before feeling said man's body going limp under his palm. He only had time to slip his arms under the unconscious man before he fell face first to the ground. Jungkook took a moment to realise what had just happened before looking around him searching for help only to find people staring at him like he was the craziest man ever.

-Help! He needs help please!

He shouted at the people around him in despair only to get even more weird looks.