COLD

11: N

Namjoon wiped the blood off his lips with the back of his hand.

He had finally gave in to his thirst.

He had somehow tore through the ropes and bit Jungkook in his neck.

Jungkook laid on the floor, weak. His ropes were ripped by Namjoon's own hands. Blood pooled under him, dyeing his whole shirt red. His breathing was shaky and unsteady, and his eyes were a dark shade of grey. The loss of blood caused him to shift into his Shadow form, but if he stayed that way for too long, he would die.

"Wow, Namjoon. Pretty impressive, for a measly vampire." Ji-Eun clapped sarcastically. She raised her knife in a defense stance, ready for Namjoon to strike.

He bared his fangs at her and charged.

She sidestepped, avoiding him by an inch. She ran towards Jungkook and dived into him. Literally. Her body disappeared into his as she began to possess him.

By the time Namjoon realised what she was doing, it was already too late.

Jungkook slowly picked himself, his shirt soaked in his own blood. He rolled his head in a circle, cracking a few bones. The cut and bite mark on his neck healed almost immediately, leaving in its place dried blood stains.

His head jerked up, revealing two black orbs with yellow irises replacing his grey eyes.

"Kim Namjoon."

His voice did not sound like his usual raspy deep pitch, instead it was now of a smoother tone.

"Let's check on our friends, shall we?"

Jungkook began to back away into the shadows. Namjoon tried to catch him but he was too slow. He had already merged with the darkness and disappeared.

Namjoon cursed loudly and sat down on the floor, running his hair through his hair. He had fell for her trap. She had to make sure Jungkook was weak enough, so she could possess him and he had followed her plan exactly.

He turned 180 degrees, trying to find a exit. There was a steel door but it was heavily chained up. Namjoon stood it front of it and grabbed a chain, tugging hard. It rattled, but it did not budge. He gathered his strength and kicked, but the door remained.

He glanced behind him, where the pool of Jungkook's blood was and the knife which Ji-Eun left on the floor.

He knew what to do.

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Yoongi had no idea what to do.

Seokjin was pulling at his hair, pacing around in circles. Jimin had his phone out, desperately calling Jungkook's number while Taehyung sat quietly on the couch.

"Hey, you're Taehyung, right?" Yoongi slid down next to him, trying to start a conversation.

"No, it's 'Get away from me before I shoot you.'"

"Go ahead, I heal."

Taehyung crossed his arms and stood up, but Yoongi grabbed his waist, pulling him down.

"Just wondering, do you remember... When you were..."

"Possessed?"

"Yeah."

"Not much. Bits and pieces. Your foot on my stomach."

"Do you recall us..."

"Us what?"

"Nevermind."

Yoongi pressed his lips together, unsure of feeling relieved or disappointed. He remembered how Taehyung had kissed him. Warm, gentle but with the right amount of force. It was not an ordinary one, he was like an expert.

It was familiar, as he had kissed him before.

Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit Yoongi, causing him to bend down and wrap his arms around his waist.

"Yoongi? Are you okay?" Seokjin had stopped walking and was now kneeling in front of him. His hand held Yoongi by the shoulder, supporting him.

Yoongi opened his mouth to answer but the pain was stabbing at his heart mercilessly.

"Someone's... Trying to..."

Before he could finished his sentence, his head jerked back and his eyes swirled into a sea of black.

Yoongi found himself in a dark abyss, floating in mid-air. There was no ground or sky, just darkness.

A distress call.

Min Yoongi! Can you hear me? It's Namjoon, and I'm trapped in this compartment. There's no way out.

Namjoon's voice sounded close but he was nowhere to be seen.

Mammon is here, and she wants to kill you. Careful for-

Namjoon's voice cut off, in replacement was hundreds of high pitched screams. Yoongi covered his ears and curled himself up, the screams slowly overwhelming him.

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Yoongi's head fell forwards, along with his limp body. Shocked, Seokjin immediately opened his arms to catch him.

"Yoongi!" Seokjin shook him but there was no response. "He's too cold, Jimin, get a towel quickly."

Seokjin wrapped his arms around Yoongi, concentrating. Warmth emitted from his body, heating Yoongi up. Cold sweat formed from his forehead and landed on Seokjin's neck, which started to evaporate almost immediately.

Jimin came out of the bathroom with a towel and reached towards Seokjin, but involuntarily jerked his hand back due to the sudden heat.

"Wow, you're really hot."

"I know, you don't have to tell me that."

Jimin rolled his eyes and carefully placed the towel on Seokjin's hand, avoiding any contact. He patted gently on his forehead, wiping away his sweat.

"Come on, Yoongi. Wake up." He muttered as he wiped.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him act like this before."

Hoseok stepped forward with a worried expression.

"I'm afraid your friend is in danger."

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Author's note

haha yall get reaDY FOR THE TAEGI

btw im planning to write some cute ass taegi shit at the end so pls bear with this alright it's character development

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