Side Effects Stray Kids X Jeongin

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Jeongin's pov

"Yeosang, could you take me back home?" I asked a few days later.

I had spent the time at the home of the eight men well: building Legos with Seonghwa, drinking tea with the five members from the eighteen hundreds, taking naps with Jongho, baths by myself, and just overall relaxing with the help of them all.

"Of course. Are your bags packed?" Yeosang questioned, sitting up on his bed. I nodded softly, which thankfully didn't go unnoticed by the older vampire.

"Then let's go back to your home. The apartment or the mansion?" Yeosang asked.

"The mansion, please," I spoke shyly. Yeosang gently placed his hand on my shoulder before teleporting us into Chan's bedroom.

"He isn't here?" I questioned, smelling the air was faint with my mate's scent despite this being his room.

"Try linking him," Yeosang offered.

Chan, are you home? I'm back.

I'm on a blood run right now with Minho, but we'll be back soon, Innie. Have you ate?

I had a blood bag when I first arrived at Yeosang's. How often am I supposed to drink?

Yang Jeongin! You need to feed more frequently! You're still a changeling! God, I'm gonna have to talk with Seonghwa about him starving you...

It's not his fault! I'm sure he didn't realize it, Christopher. I surely didn't know I needed to, or I would've asked Yeosang.

"Is he answering?" Yeosang asked, swinging his legs as he sat on a chair in Chan and I's bedroom.

"Yeah, he and Minho are on a blood run, and he said they'll be back soon. Did you know I was supposed to feed more frequently since I'm still a changeling?" I asked, not a bit upset with the older vampire that I was probably weaker now.

"You're still a changeling?" He asked. I nodded.

"I was only changed two weeks ago, so Chan's a little upset that I haven't fed enough. He thinks you guys starved me- as if! It's not your fault none of us realized it," I grumbled.

Yeosang put his hands back on my shoulders and teleported us back to his house. We were in the kitchen, where he walked to the fridge and pulled out a blood bag.

He put the bag in my hands then teleported us once again into Chan's room. He sat down in a bean bag chair, got comfortable, then seemed to begin to fall asleep.

I stifled a laugh and began drinking the bag of blood he'd given me.

Innie, why'd you cut our link? Are you okay? What happened?

I cut the link? All I did was stop thinking about talking to you...

Okay, wow, I love you too, but Minho and I are on our way back now. We got a surplus to make sure you're fed properly.

Oh, Yeosang's still here, so he went back to his place and got me a blood bag. He's on our purple bean bag chair.

Jeongin, what blood are you drinking?

It's in a donation bag and it's red? I don't know how to tell a difference

A donation bag? What logo does it have, love?

A purple star. What's the difference in it? It tastes the same, doesn't it?

"That's not human blood, my love. That's angelic blood you're drinking, specifically from Lucifer himself." Chan walked into our bedroom, immediately glancing down at the bag in my hands. The tubing was still in my mouth as he spoke.

"I'm sorry, this is what? Who did you say is real?" I asked, choking and coughing a bit of the blood into my palm.

"You didn't think vampires and werewolves were the only ones real, did you?" Minho questioned.

"Okay, so, what's wrong with me drinking this? Is it gonna hurt me?" I asked.

"No, it won't hurt you at all. You're about to be extremely strong for a changeling, though," Chan said, a sheepish smile on his lips.

"You made me panic," I whined. Yeosang snored softly before raising his head from the beanbag chair.

"Ah, Chan, you're home. Alright, I'm heading out, Innie. Call me if you need me," Yeosang said, gently ruffling my bangs before he teleported himself away.

  "Jeongin, I'm sorry for treating you so harshly. It was wrong of me to do so when I had no right, nor reason, to react as I had," Minho apologized, his head lowered.

  "I appreciate your apology, but words are just words at the end. Unless your actions can and have proved what you said, then I will be unable to forgive you," I said. Minho nodded his head and left the room.

  "You handled that pretty well," Chan smiled, coming over to kiss my cheek. I smiled softly and pecked his lips.

  "I think I did as well. Seonghwa and his friends were a really big part in that," I said.

  "I'm glad they helped you," Chan said. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed his nose.

  "Come take a nap with me; I miss being held by you," I mumbled softly. Chan grinned and picked me up, carrying me over to our bed.

 

A/N: why are so many of y'all still here reading this, this book isn't that good XD I appreciate you all anyway <3