•°𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬°• ~ Taekook + Vmin ~

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At first, he stared. He pinched his arm and then blinked

Once more.

Again.

Then he kept on staring, eyes wide.

But no matter how much he stared, Jimin was still there, staring at him, unbothered and un-blinking.

Why wasn't he dissapearing? This all had to be a hallucination so why was he still rested in front of him, looking more unbelievably and undeniably alluring than ever??

It was a few seconds until finally, a shriek ripped through his throat.

He yelped, losing breath rapidly as he felt exhausted for some mysterious reason, as he helplessly tried to crawl away from the very man that he used to call his best friend.

Jungkook acts fast, rising and grabbing him in his arms, restraining his hands behind his back before pressing his palm up against the swollen pink lips of the brunette, muffling any screams

"Shh...shh, calm down, sweetheart~ We're not hurting you..."

Jungkook's voice lowered to a growl by the end, warning the boy who still hadn't settled down, who was clawing at his unmoving hand with wide eyes filled to the brim with terror and disbelief.

When he quietened down, however, was when Jimin slowly leaned down into his face, aura oozing danger as he slightly tilts his head, accentuating his razor jawline, eyes narrowing as he licks his bottom lip teasingly, before speaking finally. His enhanced hypnotic voice was something that Taehyung was not used to.

"Do you really think that anyone can hear you??"

Taehyung pauses. His eyes widen, then soften weakly as tears well up, the realization finally dawning upon him.

Jungkook lets go of him and he falls forward weakly, perhaps finally realizing the implications of his surroundings.

Yet he decides to ask either way.

"Where did you fuckin' take me?? And...Jimin?? Why are you....u-ugh.."

His voice weakens as his gaze falls on the man, who suddenly looked like a complete stranger to him, wincing as he feels a harsh pain in either sides of his neck, trying to get up but slumping again as he hear a silky, but mirthless chuckle.

"Why am I what, Tae?? You said you accepted me....so why..why did you phone them??"

The slow, sweet tone dipped down into something more dark, mirthless, as the predatory auras of the demons surrounding him intensify, he shudders, just as he feels the cold touch of Jimin's hand, smoothly tilting his chin up so that he had no choice but to look into his alluring gaze, his eyes unwantingly feasting upon the enticement that was Jimin's sinful lips.

"I...I had to. I can't let you both consume my life...but please..."

"If you let me go, I won't tell a soul about your kind on earth....so please... don't k-kill me.."

He can't stop his voice from shaking, irises darting left and right in pure horror and panick, and in his haze, he squints in confusion, shivering when the intoxicating voice of his best friend rings out again, this time in an amused chuckle.

He yelps as he's suddenly lifted up effortlessly, by the waist, and sat down forcefully on Jungkook's bare and muscular thigh.

It is only then that he notices his wear, a mere silk nightgown that descended no longer down than the middle of his thighs, and with all the flailing he'd been carelessly doing, the knot of the tie had slowly been loosening and was now hanging on for dear life.