vampire's pet(Vkook)

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a/n I've just realised.... wow I've written 30 chapters and it's going to be ending soon, in about 10ish more chapters(lol if you call that soon). Wow, I'm JUNGGGGGGSHHHOOOOOOKKKKKK + I can't wait to finish the fanfic (: the writing so bad that I cringe every time and there's soo many flaws in the plot, cause the plot of this fanfic was meant to be soooooooo much different. ;-; But oh well (: 

+ I've been making progress writing the zombie fanfic prologue, I just need to think of a plot before I publish the fanfic. + I don't know what the fanfic cover is going to look like yet.

Authors P.O.V

It was noon and the sun hovered over the bustling town watching people commerce from place to place, bags heavy and shoulders slumped in exhaustion. It was a cold day, the air crisp. Jungkook burrowed his hands further into his red Thinsulate coat pockets. He shivered when another cold breeze rolled through the busy street.

He stiffened when he felt a hunger wash over him. When was the last time he had drunk blood? It must have been a week ago when Taehyung was still with him. He frowned, had it really been a week since Yoongi had left with Taehyung? 

He sighed. Jungkook guessed he would just have to deal with any stranger's blood. He chewed his lip, a habit he had picked up when he was younger. He inhaled, glancing around to see who he could bite (by luring them into an alley, or secluded place then biting them).

He noticed a lady, dark blue jeans hugged her thighs and she wore a maroon hoodie. Her brunette hair curled around her shoulders, and he grinned. Just as he was about to move towards her, pretending to accidentally stumble or some other idea to get her into a secluded area he froze. The man behind him let out an annoyed grunt as he hurriedly walked around Jungkook, clearly in a hurry.  He froze as an animalistic urge suddenly uncoiled inside of him. It was weird and foreign, and hard to control. He tensed his leg muscles and clenched his hands as he continued to walk down the street, trying to appear normal.

Taehyung.

The name repeated in his head, emboldened and pulsing with need in his heart.

The sun glittered golden on his pale skin, painting him in stripes of gold as he weaved through the streets with a sudden urgency. He could feel it. His fangs thrummed to feel something underneath them, to sink into something. 

Particularly someone, Taehyung.

He winced when he felt his fangs pierce the tender red skin of his lips drawing blood. He willed his fangs to slide up, the tips revealed slightly long canines instead of fangs.

He guessed no ordinary stranger would do. He chuckled bitterly under his breath when he realised that his body only seemed to want Taehyung's blood.

He glanced at his surroundings, unaware of where he was. He was still amongst groups of hustling people, but this time they appeared to all be in their early twenties, save for the few who looked older and carried themselves with experience. His feet were moving on their own accord, but he wasn't against that. He just desperately, desperately wanted to touch, to bite, to feel Taehyung. To feel his blood coursing through his veins.

Where was Taehyung?

Without his awareness, ten minutes passed of constant walking. As he rounded another corner he felt his fangs thrum with more want, more desire. The thirst was stronger than it had been before.

"Jungkook?" A hesitant voice asked him.

Suddenly he froze, his crazed state pausing, letting him see where he was. He was suddenly aware of the sun shining down on him, the shadows cast by the trees and the grey paved pavement underneath him. The smell of petrol filled his nose as a car passed down the road.