noctivagant | park jimin | ✓

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ chapter six ⋆｡°☽° ｡⋆｡☁︎°｡⋆

Jimin was half-asleep on Hoseok's lap when the bedroom door opened. His eyes drooped as the sensation of fullness weighed on his body. He was still dizzy with pleasure. There was something cold and gummy in his mouth. Jimin was too out of it to try to force it out, and it was helping ease the pain in his gums.

The blood Hobi gave him was delicious. Jimin swore he could taste the difference between the blood he drank.

He wondered if this is how people tasted expensive wine. They judged the flavor notes, the variations in sour and sweet, and their strength. Other than a wine cooler and a bottle of cheap champagne, Jimin didn't drink wine but still he wondered.

A soft cooing stirred Jimin's from his daze. His eyes flicked up and saw Jungkook standing in the doorway. He still looked like a daydream from the 80's with his fluffy black hair and a jean jacket. He leaned against the doorway with hearts practically dancing in his eyes. "Oh my gosh..." his voice's pitch rose with adoration.

Hobi's hand ran through Jimin's hair again. It had a calming effect on Jimin's nerves and lulled him into a state of relaxation. "Hey Koo. What's up?"

Jungkook was staring at Jimin as if he were some cute puppy. He pointed to his own mouth and his gaze moved upwards, probably looking at Hobi now. "You found them!"

"They were in the second bathroom in one of the drawers. I almost forgot we had them."

"Did you put them in the fridge?"

"I did. The coldness is supposed to help with teething."

Jungkook squealed again and entered the room with a slight hop in his step. He's so bouncy, Jimin thought to himself.

He kneeled beside Jimin and smiled warmly. He reached out hesitantly and petted Jimin's hair down. "He's so cute... how was he when he drank from you?"

"Afraid," Hobi admitted. "Everybody is in the beginning."

Jungkook nodded. His hand lingered on Jimin's head. "I saw him feed from Namjoon earlier. He seems so shy yet..."

Hobi giggled and ruffled Jimin's hair with his hand. "Yes. He's only shy for a moment. I can't wait for his teeth to grow in. He'd take a chunk out of my arm if he could."

Jimin's hazy eyes started to narrow as awareness flooded back to him.

What's in my mouth?

He flit his tongue in his mouth and felt around the cool, gummy item. He clenched his jaw and the soft, rippled surface pressed up into his teeth. It provided some relief to the pain along his gums but he wasn't sure if this was... okay.

"I think he's coming out of it," Jungkook commented and leaned close. "You don't stay drunk for long, do you?"

"He doesn't drink for very long either. He's still at war with himself. It makes him hesitate."

Jimin tried to speak but the item lodged in his mouth made his words muffled.

A pitiful feeling crawled up his throat and he fought the urge to moan out of sheer embarrassment. They put a teething toy in my mouth. They gave me a baby toy.

Jimin wanted to yank it out of his mouth and yell, "I'm not a baby!" Yet deep down, he couldn't deny how their coos and doting smiles made his stomach flutter. It was such a strange feeling. He had never been treated like this before. It made him feel safe. And he didn't realize how painfully touch-starved he was.

"Take it easy," Hobi whispered. "There's no rush. You're safe here."

Jimin closed his eyes again. He refused to imagine how he looked on Hobi's lap with a baby toy in his mouth. He couldn't stomach the thought of looking so weak in front of everyone.