pretty boy - taejin

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It was another cloudy morning when Seokjin woke up, curled up warmly in the tight embrace of Taehyung. He yawned widely, outstretching his jaws and wiggling his toes, only to yelp in surprise and shoot up as he saw Officer Lee sitting at the end of the bed with a disapproving expression.

"Good morning." He said flatly, glowering at Taehyung who shifted awake slightly.

Seokjin sighed, hiding his bare upper body with the blankets. "Don't you think this is too much?" He asked, watching as Lee lifted an eyebrow questioningly. "Waiting for us to wake up?"

"I will assure your safety, Seokjin." Officer Lee swore, eyes round. "I'll make sure this vile thing never drinks your blood again."

Seokjin blew out an exasperated breath. "Look, Lee, the thing is, Taehyung needs to drink my blood to live."

"Don't let him." Lee interrupted. "He'd die, won't he?"

Seokjin's eyelid twitched. "If he dies, I die, too." He pushed Taehyung away as the younger sleepily leaned in to nibble along his collarbone, unaware of Lee's presence. "Could you give us a moment? Taehyung needs to eat."

Lee blinked in disbelief. "You're letting him drink your blood."

"He's my boyfriend, Lee." He moaned, exasperated.

"Yes, and he's a vampire." Lee looked accusingly at Taehyung. "Did he brainwash you?"

"Lee. Out!"

Still scowling, Officer Lee stood and left, shutting the door with a click, but not after making a show of the fact that he had fresh new silver bullets.

Taehyung's eyes opened widely now. "Seokjin, you wouldn't mind if I killed that officer, would you?" His breath was warm; and smelled surprisingly of lavender. Did vampires just have naturally good hygiene? He was jealous.

Seokjin tilted his head to the side as Taehyung began to snuffle against the skin, searching for a good spot to drink. "I wish, but you know they'd just upper the security." He flinched as Taehyung's fangs sank in, and the familiar hot pleasure ran through his veins. "No sex?" He asked in surprise as Taehyung pulled back, lapping over the wound to heal it.

Taehyung sighed. "You might get pregnant." He scratched the nape of his neck awkwardly. "A-and I don't know if I'm ready for a child yet. Maybe in the future."

Seokjin spluttered. "Pregnant?"

"Your body smells different." Taehyung put his nose in the crook of Seokjin's neck. "Still good, but slightly more... milky, I guess. You smell like a female."

Seokjin cupped his stomach. "There's gonna be a baby here?"

Taehyung smiled affectionately. "Yes, my prince. And the baby will be beautiful, if we do plan on having one."

Seokjin smiled back amusedly. "Are you saying you're good-looking?" Seokjin ruffled Taehyung's sandy blonde hair. Taehyung laughed and kissed him softly.

"No, I'm saying you're pretty." Taehyung hugged the older's thin waist, rocking him around when the door slammed open and surprise, surprise, Lee opened the door with a (more surprise) angry expression.

"Out, out!" Lee snapped, and Seokjin felt Taehyung tense up angrily against him. "I'm tired of hearing this lovey dovey shit!"

"Quiet, you'll scare the baby." Taehyung cupped Seokjin's stomach protectively, although no baby was present there. He smirked and pressed his lips behind Seokjin's ear. "Can we at least tease him a little?"

With a small little sigh, Seokjin looked up at Lee; pouting. "I want my baby to be as healthy and strong like Taehyung, officer, so please lower your voice." Taehyung snickered at Lee's suddenly pale face.