On the outskirts of Busan there is a town, hidden among trees and mountains, always in the shadows. Jeon Jungkook has been living there peacefully for years, until things get complicated because of one person. MIN Y/N. There will be a battle between...
"You can talk to her, touch her.... even kiss her. But don't suck her blood. I forbid it."
A frustrated sigh escapes me as I move through the house, eagerly awaiting his arrival. Father's words echo in my head again, now that I finally know her, they do so much more. Why can't I drink her blood? What did it matter to that old man whether I tasted it or not? Her blood calls to me more than any I've smelled before and I'm sure a little taste won't hurt anyone.
Maybe it's even fun, especially for my little cousin. If he still had blood pumping in his body, it one would burn and I would enjoy it. A lot.
"You kill her. It's your mission," Now that I'm her "friend" the goal is getting closer and closer to being accomplished, which will allow me to be free at last, but I doubt the burning will cease after that kiss alone has only emboldened it.
Strong, decisive footsteps bring me out of my thoughts, Johyuk's enraged voice ending the tense silence in my house. With his gaze sharp and fixed on me, he speaks, tone harsh and tainted with rage.
"Why the fuck did you do that? You fucking kissed my girl." He bites nervously on the inside of his cheek, as if trying to figure out what are the best words to tell me what he's thinking. "She's not your partner anymore, you just have to finish her off, I have to distract her. If- if it's the other way around things can end badly, she can come back out on you," Oh, if he knew the mark burned into my skin from the day she came back he'd kill me.
"Well, I kissed her, so what? Nobody cares, what's more, I'm helping more than you in three weeks. Remember that you, Jeon Johyuk, also need her to be dead. With her here there is only the risk that she will turn and take it away from us, take away our freedom." Now I'm the one with my gaze fixed on him.
"But she's MINE." His voice sounds like a roar. "Not that I like her... but I enjoy being with her. She's kind and sweet, very intelligent and charismatic. I just make myself think about her and how I want to know every detail about what she thinks. I don't want her to die yet."
In these moments, where the one thing you were born to do is going down the drain, you have to have a cool, expressionless expression. If he sees my weakness he will know that I don't feel so differently from him. That maybe the excuse of being her friend just to kill her isn't quite the truth. That maybe, day after day, it makes me want to let go and go by what my mark says.
I hate Johyuk and his freedom. I hate that he touched her in ways more intimate and delicate than I ever will be able to. Ugh. Being a vampire actually sucks, but maybe I can make it better. Maybe I can let myself be, just for a little. Just for her.
Young-Soon.
A knock on the door stops my leisurely stroll, in which I have been moving from one side of the room to the other. Johyuk, Jungkook, Johyuk, Jungkook. That's all I can think about. I feel horrible about what happened but I can't deny that I enjoyed it. The kiss was fantastic, I can't get the violence out of my head, the desire on his lips, the strength and need contained in the gentle rubbing. I can't stop thinking that we are now friends.
On opening the door I find not just one, but both of them. I guess the surprise is clear on my face, because Jungkook opens his mouth to speak but Johyuk cuts him off short as he steps forward and embraces me.
I freeze for a few seconds, doubting on which reaction is the most appropriate, but I unconsciously relax my arms until they wrap around him, noticing how comfortable I feel.
"II'm so sorry, Johyuk." I whisper in his ear, the raspy tone in my voice betraying my guilty cries. He just nods, as if the words are stuck in his throat and after a moment he releases me to turn back to his cousin. Jungkook paces his gaze between Johyuk and me a couple of times, until he decides to stop it on me.
His features are kind, or at least as kind as they can look being Jungkook. I decide in that second that I really like this version, it makes him look younger and immature, as he should be at his age. And when he smiles at me softly, as if that smile was designed just for me, I decide. I'm going to make this boy my best friend. Someone important in my life, because I know I'm going to be important, somehow, in his.
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