TW // dubious morality
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Namjoon rushed to their aid the moment Hoseok's car arrived. Jeongguk passed out in the car on their way back. Hoseok made haste, carrying him into one of the bedrooms and laid him down on one of the beds.
Opening his metal valise, Namjoon quickly brought out the antidote he had secured only an hour ago. He had contacted Seokjin yesterday after putting Taehyung to sleep. The antidote to white oak was not something anyone could make. It needed the blood of the First, of Kim Seokjin, The monarch of all Vampires. It had taken more than six hours to arrive in Seoul from across the country. It took another hour for him to concoct the antidote from the ingredients.
No matter how good of a resistance Jeongguk had built over the centuries, surviving the poison without the antidote was as good as knocking on death's door. By the time Taehyung came to yesterday, Jeongguk had already left to pursue his vendetta against the preparator for trying to harm Taehyung.
However, it was an attack on Jeongguk himself more than it was on Taehyung. The warlock administered the adequate amount into Jeongguk's veins, making him groan loudly, from the burn of having to intake Jin's blood.
But he was out cold soon when the antidote began to soothe the searing pain in his nerves. The last thought he had before passing out, was of his mate. He wanted nothing more than to see him as soon as he could.
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Jeongguk woke up to a parched throat like the scorching earth thirsting for water, but he needed blood.
He wanted blood.
He was craving blood.
Having been pushed over the edge, his senses had shifted to something closer to being driven by pure instinct in a craze to feed, to hunt.
He opened his eyes which were in a daze, their crimson-black already oozing out. His nose picked up a very inviting scent. He rose from the bed feeling a little dizzy but his thoughts were muddled because of the seemingly familiar scent it was picking up. He was out of the room and his feet taking him towards the scent before he knew it. His fangs ached and throbbed, driving him into a frenzy.
He slowly opened the door of the room that was housing his hunt to find someone sitting on the bed. 'Love' said something in the back of his mind. The vampire was sitting up on the bed, and Jeongguk couldn't recognize him in his daze.
The Vampire looked at him puzzled and surprised,
"Jeongguk?"
He asked, not knowing the state of his mind, he moved to get out of the bed, but he was pinned back to the mattress before he knew it. Jeongguk was above him, looking like he caught the golden goose. And according to Jeongguk's senses, he had.
"Jeongguk? What's going on? You shouldn't be out of bed so soon-"
"Shhh, pretty," said Jeongguk, surprising Taehyung who had never heard Jeongguk call him anything but love. He held him down, pinning both his hands above his head.
The original leaned down and nosed at his neck, keenly inhaling his scent, "You smell divine, pretty," he said, mouthing at Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung had been confused at first but now he was sure his mate was in a daze rather than being conscious in his persuasions of him. And he was oddly endeared that Jeongguk was here trying to coax him into presenting his neck to him.
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