The wind made the leafs dance across the street, and Yoongi sighed. It was too cold for his taste, his jacket way too thin. He shivered, glad that his train station was only two corners away. He quickened his pace, not wanting to miss the last train.
He reached the entry to the train station and what he saw made Yoongi groan in frustration. The train, his train, was leaving the station.
He angrily kicked the ground, and oh wonderful, now his foot hurt. Yoongi sighed again, and made his way out onto the street, accepting that he had to walk home.
It started snowing, and the snow landed on Yoongis mint hair, turning it slightly damp. The boy shook his head, cursing the winter. Maybe Taehyung was right, he complained about every type of weather, but this was really disgusting.
The wind increased, blowing the snowflakes directly into Yoongis face. He pulled his jacket tighter around his shoulders. Anyone going out in this kind of weather must be crazy, he thought.
He tried shielding his eyes from the snow, his mint bangs hovering over them, but it made nearly no difference. Yoongis vision was absolutely shitty, and he considered looking for a shelter and waiting until the storm was over, when it happened.
The street fell silent. Like, completely silent. The wind stopped, the snow froze mid-fall. No, it didn't. It fell in slow motion, and as Yoongi tried to blink, it took about four seconds, scaring the shit out of him.
Then it was over, and Yoongi let out a gasp. He felt a presence behind his back, and whirled around.
His eyes travelled up a dark, tall figure. By the time he reached the face, all he saw was a glint of red eyes, and that was the finishing blow.
The usually so calm, collected and sarcastic Min Yoongi let out a terrified scream, stumbled two steps backwards, turned around and took off running. His feet were drumming a frantic rythm onto the asphalt.
Every step pained in the ankle of the foot he had kicked the ground with earlier. Yoongi hissed in pain, and slowed down. The figure was following him soundless, and Yoongi pressed out a whimper.
After five minutes Yoongi was sure that he had lost the strange guy, and with pain in his sides he slid to a halt on the snowy ground. He was breathing heavily, and turned around to commence his way home.
Looking back for any sign of the tall figure, he took two steps, and bumped into a hard surface. Confused, Yoongi turned his head to look,-and he froze on the spot. The red-eyed man towered over him. He was a good 7cm taller that Yoongi. He was wearing a hoodie, covering his hair. His red lips were divided by sharp, blinding white fangs. A vampire. Yoongi backed away slowly, and the man followed. He gave off vibes of predator, and danger.
Yoongis back hit the brick wall of a house. He tried to literally emerge into the wall, but now the vampire was right in front of him.
He slammed one hand into the wall next to Yoongi, and the other- slammed right through the shop window.
The vampire stumbled, tripped and fell face first onto the pavement. Yoongi could've taken this to run, but he was too fascinated by the sight. He let out a surprised laugh.
The vampire growled and rubbed his forehead. He stood up and positioned himself in front of Yoongi again, but Yoongi wasn't that frightened anymore.
The vampire had lost his hood, and revealed his light blond hair, which was hanging messily into his face. He actually wasn't all that bad-looking, Yoongi thought, and probably younger than him.
The boy looked exhausted, and tired. The word hungry crossed Yoongis mind, and he pushed it away.
"You okay?" Yoongi asked carefully.
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~SugaMon~Just One Bite
Hayran KurguIt's a cold winter evening. Snow is falling strongly, blurring up Yoongi's sight. Suddenly the street falls to silence, deep, absolute silence. Yoongi turns on his heels, screams and his feet start running, far, far away from the tall, looming shado...