Seven Monsters (BTS x Reader)

Chapter Eighteen: 3:00

"You didn't eat dinner." 

"I'm not hungry," you mumble, looking out the window. 

Namjoon sighs behind you and walks up to you. You didn't come down to eat and he knew you must've been hungry. "Listen, you need to eat, you can't be holed up in here and-."

" I don't even know if my dad is alive, you know what he's dead too isn't he?" Namjoon is surprised by this abrupt sentence. 

"You don't know that-."

"My parents loved each other very much, inseparable, if my mom is gone he's probably gone too! I know in his last moment he would've done everything he could to save his family, he is a family man after all! So that means they probably got the jump on them! Probably waited in the night from their dates and wham! No they could've just broken in while they were sleeping and took them! Or they could've lured my mom with a puppy because she loves animals so much and-!"

"Baby, baby, you're rambling," Namjoon said, walking closer to you. You stop rambling and look down to the floor. "They were good people Namjoon...they didn't deserve to die."

Namjoon reaches over to comfort you, but you back away, holding your hand up.  

"S-Stop, don't touch me!" you hissed out. 

Namjoon frowns sadly as he watches the tears run down your face, your defense stance wavering. He takes slow steps towards you, gently grabbing your forearms. You break down into sobs and collapse in his hold as he hugs you close. 

"Let it all out, baby girl." 

He rubs your back as you cry into his chest. He holds you tightly in his arms until you cry yourself out. You fall asleep in his arms and he hoists you up into his arms. Namjoon lays you on his bed and tucks you in, sighing. He rubs the back of his head, not sure what else to do. You peek through your eyes to see Namjoon look so lost as to what to do next. 

'Cute,' you thought. 

He hears you mumble. 

"Hm?" he hums, kneeling by the bedside. 

"Cuddles make me feel better," you mumble. 

"Ah...do you want me to get Hoseok or Jin or...?" He hated the fact that you're comfortable around everyone else but him, he just gets irritated so easily. But if having someone else cuddle with you makes you feel better then he'll do it. 

For Satan's sake, you just saw your mother's decomposing corpse, it's not the time to get possessive. 

"You're right here," you said, opening your eyes. "Hold me, please." Namjoon takes his shoes off and belt then climbs into bed. His arms wrap around your curled-up form as you scoot close to him. His cold fingertips gently caress your head, making your eyes flutter shut. 

He stays there, playing with your hair and he brushes your hair back, exposing your neck. He licks his lips, entranced by the sight.  He leans over, letting out a low hiss as he leans down to bite. Before his teeth pierce your skin, he stops himself and licks your neck instead. 

He licks slowly before pulling back to see you still sound asleep. He leans back down and licks the vein protruding from your neck. 'God, what does your blood taste like? Is it sweet? Bitter? Salty? Is it a taste that is truly out of this world? 

"The things you do to me," he mumbles. "I will burn the world for your love, you might not believe it, you might feel hostage to us. But our love for you is true. I can't wait for the day until you realize our love for you is true."