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Bites - BTS [2]

Jungkook. The Changer.

Jimin. The Wolf.

Taehyung. The Lucifer.

Hoseok. The Hunter.

Namjoon. The Sourcerer.

Yoongi. The Demon.

Seokjin. The Vampire.

The Clan that had hunted you for years. That you had just managed to escape from. That had found you again and infected you. That your past family had battled. That you had fallen for.

You were still in shock as they circled around you, each of them focused only on you. Taehyung's wings were spread, casting him into shadows, making his dark eyes gleam spitefully at you. Seokjin licked his lips, pearly white fangs exposed. His eyes were the ones that you'd seen in the woods, his teeth the ones that had dug into your flesh.

Namjoon's eyes had returned to their grey state, he'd changed them to confuse you. Yoongi's black ones were like deep, bottomless pits, devouring you as he stared you down. And why did Jimin's golden eyes still confuse you so much after what you'd seen?

Hoseok's almost normal blue iris was so eerie compared with Jungkook's ever changing eye colours. They all hadn't changed. Their eyes were still the ones you remebered best, those so different, scary, beautiful eyes.

But you reminded yourself of what they'd done, again and again. Your wings twiched under the material of your top, yearning to be let free and fly. They felt too weak. You wished you could use them like you normally would.

"Why had I expected you?", Yoongi's sarcastic, raspy voice filled your ears. "Oh, I don't know, maybe because you brought me here?", you attempted to stare him back down, the hairs at the back of your neck standing up by you being trapped between them.

"Irony was never your strengh", Yoongi rolled his eyes, a disturbing sight when both eyeballs and iris were pitch black. "I have other strenghs for that", your eyes darted around, taking in their formation.

"Don't you dare", you stepped to the side as you saw how Jungkook prepared to jump at you, your voice a growling hiss, "Don't you dare touch me again".

"And what are you gonna do if we would?", Taehyung's voice was deep but no longer rough, causing you to get goosbumps. He looked at you intently, wings casually streching. You grit your teeth, wanting to show yours badly.

"I'm stronger than last time, Lucifer", you spat, hardly controlling your anger. The venom Seokjin had inflicted you with was making you more powerful, yet more dangerous too. It ran through your veins now, permanently leaving a mark.

"I prefer the nickname you gave me, Vjerja", he tilted his head, smirking as he used the old name they'd used to call you. You bit your lip, fighting urges. "Not happening, Taehyung".

"Such a shame", Jimin spoke up for the first time, the animalistic tones still lingering in his voice. His golden iris shone in the dim light. "Where did all that beautiful devotion go, jagi?".

"Don't you dare call me that", your voice cracked halfway, but you raised your chin, looking him straight in the eye. "My name is Vjera".

"Your parents liked symbolism, didn't they?", Yoongi raised his eyebrows, seeminly bored, "Faith..." "Don't talk about my parents", it hit you hard when he mentioned them, and your voice broke into a threatening whisper, "Don't mention them again".

"I forgot", they'd begun to move around you, small, barely visible steps as they walked in a circle. Hoseok's face was almost emotionless as he talked. "I'd always admired how attached you'd been to them, considering they were mere humans".