"Finally.." Jungkook almost moaned from his ravenous need as he felt the fresh batch of harvested blood mix with his insides the next day as he took huge gulps from his container. Saturday was all but a blur to him – usually he was more productive, but the encounter with you the previous night had left him so unsure of himself, that it was 8am the next Sunday morning that he finally came to his rightful senses. Normally, he wouldn't ever overeat more than his fill as overeating tended to cause great discomfort for Vampires, but he found himself sitting on the edge of his four-poster bed; staring at his reflection in the mirror while drunkenly guzzling several pints of blood and not being able to get your face out of his mind. The sensation of your lips moulding with his – the way you looked at him right when he kissed you, the fire inside him that yearned for more of you than he knew he was allowed; and the way he had never seen a human being look at him in such terror when he roared at you to leave.
"She must have been so terrified of me..." he found himself filling his mind with you all day long, wondering why on earth he was so concerned with the feelings and emotions of his personal assistant when he couldn't even feel those things himself – or could he? As Jungkook forced himself to get up to go for his usual Sunday walk in the woods around his house, he remembered the euphoria that filled his body when your skin came into contact with his. A warm, loving and frightful sense of acceptance flowed through him that both dazzled and dizzied him like a million stars in the night sky. Having been around for the best part of 400 years, Jungkook knew a thing or two about human emotions, despite never being able to experience them first-hand. He knew the dictionary definition of all the emotions and traits that humans could feel or possess, for humans always somewhat fascinated him; especially as a younger Vampire. He would watch them from afar, wondering what it would be like to be born with life, a beating heart and have hot blood naturally passing through his veins. Humans were social creatures, and they thrived best when in the company of other humans that accepted them, but he often found himself wondering "Are Vampires really that different?"
As he strolled through the woods, he recalled his parents teaching him and his two sisters about the world of humans from a young age – how his mother taught him about having empathy for them, and how his father taught him about the importance of always distancing himself from allowing interpersonal relationships with them; in fear of letting them get too close and familiar – for obvious reasons. As he continued his walk, he also recalled the conversation that he had with his parents just a mere few years ago; the somewhat heated argument about Jungkook's decision to refuse an arranged marriage.
"Do you think you have the luxury of falling in love like humans do? You're the Prince of this Eternal Kingdom; the first of your name – and you will marry someone who we see fit to carry on our royal line!" his father had snarled in his face upon Jungkook disagreeing with his proposal of an arranged marriage. He knew his father thought of him as foolish and incompetent in that sense, but he also knew that his father was more than proud of him – having carried on the family business and creating a new and improved way for vampires to peacefully live side by side with humans; not only keeping their hunger in check, but the research carried out at the many worldwide facilities helped cure and solve the thousands illnesses and problems that came along with the gift of mortality, with the blessing of human life.
As Jungkook reached the centre of the woods where the river flowed in between the many tall trees that were still as old and beautiful as Jungkook, he found his thoughts wandering back to you. He caught himself asking questions like "Does she...will she be at work tomorrow? Should I call her and apologise? Should I just act as if nothing happened? What does she think of me now?" he lamented, having never worried about such things he would have previously considered to be trivial and a waste of his time. Jungkook battled back and forth with himself, having typed out an email to you countless times to address his somewhat feral behaviour – but deleting his words before he could bring himself to press the send button. Had it been anyone else, he would have just fired you and sent you on your way, so why were you so different? "She's damn good at her job. She does what I ask, when I ask her to – and it's to a high standard. No one could replace her" he knew, but Jungkook had also been keeping you around him for reasons that weren't quite clear to him yet. It was almost as if you had sparked a childlike curiosity in him, and the 'feelings' you managed to elicit from him? No one had ever been able to cause such fiery passion to erupt within his shallow soul before.
