A Taste Of Midnight

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Reminder: This chapter contains explicit sexual scenes intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

Seokjin moved atop Jungkook, a steady rhythm building between them, his head tilted back in pleasure as his hands rested against Jungkook's chest for balance. Jungkook held him firmly, fingers digging into Seokjin's waist, guiding him with gentle strength. Each movement felt more intense than the last, their breaths mingling as they drew closer together.

With each rise and fall, Jungkook felt his pulse quicken, unable to resist the raw attraction between them. Seokjin's gaze met his, and the unspoken connection between them grew, filling the room with a charged intimacy that felt timeless. As Seokjin's movements became more urgent, Jungkook could feel himself reaching his limit, pulling Seokjin close as he gave in to the moment.

A final thrust and he released, feeling the warmth of his climax fill Seokjin. They both shuddered, breaths heavy and synchronized, savoring the moment of connection. Seokjin stayed where he was, resting against Jungkook, his head nestled against Jungkook's shoulder as they both caught their breath. A satisfied smile played on Seokjin's lips as he stayed in place, letting the feeling linger between them.

Seokjin and Jungkook lay entangled on the bed, their breaths heavy in the quiet aftermath of their intimacy. Seokjin's body rested against Jungkook's, his face nestled in the warmth of Jungkook's neck as he felt the human's heartbeat begin to steady. Jungkook's arms wrapped around Seokjin, his fingers tracing gentle patterns along Seokjin's back, savoring the moment.

After a while, Jungkook broke the silence, his voice filled with a hint of curiosity. "Seokjin... is it possible for a human and a vampire to have a child together?" His question was soft, almost playful, yet there was a serious undertone in his eyes as he looked at Seokjin, his mind drifting to thoughts of family and the future.

Seokjin paused, lifting his head to meet Jungkook's gaze. The word "baby" lingered between them, striking something deep within him. In an instant, an unbidden memory flickered before his eyes—a baby's soft coo, a small hand reaching up, the bittersweet warmth of a life he once held close. He felt a pang in his chest, a ghost of an old wound, but he pushed the memory aside and focused on Jungkook.

"A child between a human and a vampire..." Seokjin echoed, a faint sadness coloring his words. "No, it wouldn't be possible. Not unless you became a vampire yourself." He hesitated, his gaze softening. "Vampires can't have children with humans. It's simply not... compatible."

Jungkook's brows knitted together, disappointment flashing across his face before he looked at Seokjin with renewed determination. "Then turn me," he said, his voice firm, unwavering. "I want to be with you for eternity, Seokjin. I want to have that chance with you... with our own family."

Seokjin's expression fell, his gaze shifting as he absorbed the weight of Jungkook's words. After a moment, he pulled away slightly, putting a bit of distance between them as he sat up, his shoulders tense. "No, Jungkook," he murmured, his tone gentle but resolute. "You don't understand what you're asking for."

Jungkook looked at him, hurt and confusion mingling in his eyes. "But Seokjin... don't you want this too? An eternity together? You're the most important part of my life now, and I'm willing to give up anything to be with you. Don't you feel the same?"

Seokjin closed his eyes briefly, as though bracing himself. "Of course I want that," he admitted, his voice filled with a quiet ache. "But not at the cost of your humanity. Turning you into a vampire... it would take away everything that makes you, you. Your life, your mortality, the moments that make human life precious." He looked at Jungkook, his eyes filled with an ancient sorrow. "I want you to experience life fully, Jungkook. To feel it, to live it."

Jungkook's frustration grew, his voice dropping to a softer, more vulnerable tone. "But I don't want to lose you. And you... you won't grow old, you'll stay like this forever while I..." His voice trailed off, the thought of aging alone and leaving Seokjin behind hanging unspoken.

Seokjin reached for Jungkook's hand, holding it gently as he searched his face. "I know it's hard to understand, but eternity... it's not what you think it is. Time loses its meaning. Everything you love, everything that brings you joy—it fades. And I couldn't bear to watch you lose yourself to that." His thumb brushed softly over the back of Jungkook's hand. "I want you to live a life filled with meaning, with family, friends, things I can't give you if you turn."

Jungkook studied Seokjin's face, the quiet conviction behind his words, the sadness woven into his gaze. He felt a deep ache, knowing Seokjin's refusal came from a place of love, yet it felt like a barrier between them.

"You're trying to protect me," Jungkook murmured, the realization softening his frustration. "But it feels like you're also pushing me away."

Seokjin's eyes shimmered, his expression a mixture of love and pain. "I want to keep you close," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "But I also want you to be free, to live fully. I want to cherish every moment we have, knowing it's precious, not diluted by eternity."

The two sat in silence, each absorbing the depth of their differences, the ache of love tempered by the sharp edge of mortality. Seokjin leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to Jungkook's forehead, his embrace filled with both tenderness and restraint. And in that quiet moment, they held each other, each man wrestling with the weight of their connection, the fleeting beauty of a love caught between two worlds.

The early morning light seeped through the thick curtains, casting a soft glow over the bedroom. Jungkook stirred, his gaze drifting to Seokjin sleeping beside him, his face softened in peaceful slumber. They were still tangled in each other's warmth, both of them bare and vulnerable in the quiet intimacy left behind from the night before. Jungkook's arm was draped across Seokjin's waist, reluctant to pull away.

Jungkook's phone buzzed faintly from across the room, a reminder of the day ahead, of responsibilities that waited for him at the office. But he didn't move. Not yet. Instead, his gaze lingered on Seokjin, a familiar ache settling in his chest as he thought of their conversation the night before, the weight of it still pressing on his mind.

Seokjin's words echoed in his mind: "I want you to live a life filled with meaning... to feel it, to live it." It had been a quiet, gentle refusal, yet one that left an undeniable divide between them. Jungkook's heart tightened as he thought about the inevitability of time slipping away, the years that would pass, the aging he would experience—alone.

He wondered if Seokjin truly understood the depth of his desire to share eternity with him, to close the distance between their worlds. Or did Seokjin still see him as something fragile, something he needed to protect? The thought gnawed at him, a frustration mixed with the longing he couldn't shake.

Jungkook glanced at the clock, knowing he should get up, get ready, but he found himself immobilized by the weight of his emotions. He reached out, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from Seokjin's forehead, watching the way Seokjin's eyelashes fluttered slightly in response, still deep in sleep. How could he leave now, with so much left unsaid?

The choice haunted him—between staying human, accepting the limitations that came with it, and pursuing the impossible dream of eternity beside Seokjin.

Would Seokjin's feelings change? he wondered. Would he ever see things differently, or would Jungkook always remain bound by his mortality, a fleeting presence in Seokjin's eternal life?

He sighed softly, torn between the life he had and the one he wished for, and pressed a gentle kiss to Seokjin's shoulder. As he eased out of bed, the thought still lingered, pressing against the edges of his mind, filling him with a quiet determination to find a way—to prove that his love, his commitment, could be as unbreakable and boundless as Seokjin's immortal life.

Quietly, Jungkook dressed and prepared for the day, stealing one last look at Seokjin before he left, the resolve building within him. Somehow, he would make Seokjin understand just how deeply he longed to stay, not just for a lifetime, but for eternity.