MR. PAINTER ||JUNGKOOK X READER||

28. Father

Y/n

It was everything run fast and blur. I wonder when can I stop running. Each steps harder with the new fact. Maybe my life wasn't easy from the beginning.

One of those days I sprawled naked only covered by the white flimsy sheets on the long cushion. Looking into the man's eyes focusing on my every curves, painting me on his canvas. Passionately he made me look realistic as ever. He likes that type of painting using me as his muse. I feel proud of my self back then. The moment was short, but I enjoy that little happiness we shared.

Just right after everything changed.

One worm came out of the wet soil instantly got eaten by the hungry chicken. And then the other one and next to the next until the chicken was fulfilled.

I look out to the window enjoying the gray cloud out there. It's funny that we could actually teleported in a blink of an eye but we chose the plane transportation.

Leaving the warm house away in the rain forest and beautiful lake View, I hold his arm seeking for consolation. Uncertainty in my heart filled with doubts more and more. Where are we going actually? Who are we running away from? What do we scared?

The VIP section was not full with passengers. Just us and the other five. The flight attendant bring us the food as I look at her swaying her hips and bend down in front of Jungkook to placed the food for him.

He is not even caring with her presence but the grips on my hand tightened, he was controlling himself. Going outside world where the human blood smelled strongly make himself disturbed like a hungry lion. I look into his eyes and smile.

"Your snack, Sir, would you like to add champagne?" She said. And Jungkook stare sharpen at me.

"No, I'm good."

The flight attendant left and taking out the other snacks for another passenger. Papa was at the front with his brothers, but he clearly unsettled. Probably is worst for him since he came out of the cave and now he could see his food but cannot touch it.

"You alright?" I whisper to Jungkook as he rest his head on my shoulder. His face snuggling to my neck desperately, to look for comfort by smelling me.

"I'm so hungry." He rasped.

"Wanna go to the cabin?"

He kissed my neck, understand that I will let him drink my blood but he shook his head.

"The lady in gray suits is an orphan. If she die no one will look for her. The old couple that sit on the back is having a stage four cancer, the wife will be there for her husband. It's funny that they are just returned from Cambridge for their second honeymoon." He snuggle more, distracting himself from the hunger he must be felt getting stronger.

"Taehyung aim the lady with red dress, the Kim brothers will surely eat her to death."

"Shh." He is shaking. His hand was colder and I try to calm him.

"One prick of  a needle can wake his monster up, they will surely lost their mind." He said again, leaning back to his seats as I saw his pale face paler. He is definitely drain out of energy. He needs blood.

"I'd rather give you me than you chose the target that will end up killing them." I touch his face as he lean on my hand. Closing his eyes as he try to endure the pain that started to attack. Is like addicted to a drug.

"Please, let's just go to the cabin and we'll make it fast." He insisted to stay and the hold on my hand stronger.

"Believe me, I want to. I can't do that to you, Y/n, your blood was too strong, he will easily tracking us."