pretty boy - taejin

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Taehyung's head spun.

He laid in his bed, stomach growling and drool seeping from his mouth. Mouth open, he breathed deeply through his mouth to gulp down the air. He was confused—he's never had any of these symptoms before.

For some reason, he craved one thing: Seokjin's blood.

And for some other reason, he couldn't bring himself to go and drink, like he usually did.

He felt like he had to ask for permission.

And so, crawling out of bed, he peeked into Seokjin's room. Spotting his lover sitting comfortably on his bed, a laptop in his lap, wire-rimmed glasses settled on his nose. His eyes flitted around, staring at the screen. Taehyung's stomach twisted and he cursed himself for the sudden shyness.

"S-Seokjin," he squeaked out, and Seokjin looked up.

Taehyung walked shyly into the room and kneeled at the edge of the bed, head resting on the soft and warm blankets. His scent was so mouth-watering, and he nuzzled into the sheets. He could feel Seokjin tense up through the sheets and Taehyung jerked back.

"Y-yeah, Taehyung?" He murmured. "Do you need anything?"

Taehyung bit his lip. "U-um—" he looked away sharply and Seokjin tipped his head. He saw a little twinge of worry in the older's eyes and Taehyung buried his face into the sheets. Why the fuck can't I ask him?

"A-are you hungry?"

Taehyung swallowed back the saliva building up in his throat.

"I mean if you are"—the shuffling of sheets, and the noise of a laptop being set aside was heard—"you can eat."

Taehyung looked up, gazing lustfully at Seokjin's tender and plump thighs. The elder had pulled up his pants, staring expectantly at the vampire. Saliva drooling over the milky white body part, he sunk his teeth in, ignoring the way Seokjin jerked a bit at the pain.

His mouth watered, flooding with the amazing taste of Seokjin's blood. He clamped his jaws down harder, ignoring Seokjin's pained and pleasured moan.

"T-Taehyung, stop!" Seokjin cried suddenly, and Taehyung pulled back abruptly, not even healing the wound that continuously pumped blood out. Seokjin's eyes fluttered open at the loss of contact and squeaked at his soaked, now red bloodsheets. "Stop the bleeding—Taehyung!"

Hesitantly, Taehyung licked over the sweet wound until it had closed up, and he started to clean up his thighs in lazy strokes of his tongue. Seokjin panted heavily, a bit shocked at how Taehyung was acting so obedient.

"Is something wrong, Tae?" Seokjin asked, and Taehyung jerked as his name was spoken.

"No, I'm fine." Taehyung whispered numbly, crawling into the bed next to Seokjin. Closing his eyes, he buried his face into Seokjin's chest and breathed in his smell. "Is it okay if I sleep with you tonight?"

Seokjin flushed red and stared down at his soiled bedsheets. "S-sure, but after I clean these blankets."

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Next chapter is a filler chapter bout how Joon and Chim met so stay tuned :3