pretty boy - taejin

52

"Officer?"

It was early in the morning. The sky was still incredibly dark, and here Jimin stood, black hair tousled from sleep and eyes heavy and dark. The doorbell had rung, and Jimin had jumped out of bed, not wanting to wake Seokmin or Namjoon, who was pretty tired recently, feeding two boys was not an easy job.

But as Jimin opened the door, some buff-looking officer was standing at the door, talking about some house search that needed to happen since he was a vampire on some watch-out list or something.

"No, you can't right now," Jimin snapped, "my son is sleeping, and you'll wake him. Do you know how hard it is to make a child sleep?"

"A son?" The officer snorted. "You're gay. Men can't have babies."

Jimin balled up his fists and seized up towards the officer, eyes flashing red irritably from being woken up so early. "Look, officer, if you wanna talk about male pregnancy then I will tell you all about it 'cause I've fucked my husband enough times to make him conceive a child, so back the hell off and come back later in the afternoon."

The officer looked a little taken aback, but he scowled and stood firmly at the front door. "I was assigned to search your house now, and to make sure your husband isn't being kept at his will."

Jimin tried to protest but the man shouldered his way in. Growling, Jimin darted after him and up into their bedroom, where Seokmin's crib was being rocked gently by a sleepy Namjoon, whose eyes opened a little as Jimin entered.

"Hi baby," Namjoon murmured, "who was at the door?"

"Aha!"

All three of them jumped, including Seokmin, who opened his eyes and began to wail.

Namjoon looked up incredulously, lips drawn tight as he scooped Seokmin up and rocked him gently in his arms. He glared furiously at the officer at the bedroom door and Jimin had had enough. Seokmin's wails had snapped something inside of Jimin.

Eyes brimming red, he inhaled deeply and roared, "Get the fuck out!" He stomped over to the officer and shoved him out of the doorway. "You don't need to check up on our relationship, we are happy like this!"

"Sir, is he forcing you against your will to drink your blood?" The officer shouted nonetheless.

"W-what?" Namjoon stuttered.

"Is your baby really your baby?"

"Stop! Stop!" Jimin lifted the officer up and chucked him down the stairs, earning a little noise of disapproval from Namjoon.

"Jiminie, baby, what did I say about throwing things down the stairs?" Namjoon tutted, shaking his head. Seokmin had calmed down a little, but was still sniffling and shaking. Jimin was breathing raggedly, but settled down as Namjoon's milky scent appeared and Jimin turned around to nuzzle into Namjoon's neck.

"Ah, sorry, sweetheart. I just got a little...angry." Jimin muttered, still seething as the officer evidently got up and shook himself off. The flight of stairs was not too long and the worst the officer would get would be a bruise.

"This is a level of harassment. The human must be being kept at its will." The officer pointed an accusing finger and Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Come with me sir! Be careful...the vampire is very feisty."

"I know. I've lived with him for three years." Namjoon sighed. "Now could you leave? You'll wake my baby."

The officer gaped. "The baby's adopted, correct? Did you think about what the baby could go through? Especially with two fathers, and one being a vampire? It's bad enough you two are gay, don't ruin the child by forcing it to live with a vampire, too!"

Namjoon gasped, eyes round with insult. His lip wobbled and he pointed a finger at the officer. "Excuse me? That child came from my own body!" Namjoon's voice shook with an unidentifiable emotion. "He's our baby, and if you keep insulting him I will not be happy!"

"That's impossible!" The officer exclaimed, but Namjoon had had enough. His eyes welling up with angry tears, he whirled around with a little sob and stomped into his bedroom, where Seokmin was awake, eyes bright red and his cute little lips murmuring a little, "Dada?" as Namjoon walked in.

"Look, dipshit, just get out of here before you really get hurt." Jimin snapped, anxious to check up on his husband. "You officers really need to learn how to do shit peacefully."

And with that, Jimin shot him a fiery glare and ran after Namjoon into the bedroom, his heart aching a little as he saw Namjoon rocking Seokmin on the rocking chair, his lips bitten and eyes welled with tears.

"Oh, baby...you know those officers don't understand what we have..." Jimin murmured, settling down on the bed where Seokmin giggled and made cute grabby hands towards Jimin, bubbling, "Daddy," and Jimin scooped him up into his arms, kissing his baby's cheek. "Just forget about what he said and let's put Seokmin back to sleep..."

"Violation code number three-hundred and sixty two of the Vampire Legal Law!"

Jimin jumped and whirled around and Seokmin jumped violently in his arms. The officer had evidently stayed, and Jimin was fuming.

"Oi, I told you to fuckin' leave!" Jimin snapped, setting Seokmin down onto the bed and curling his lip. Namjoon made an irritated noise and turned away. The officer shakily raised a gun and stared hard at Jimin.

"Violation code number three-hundred and sixty two of the Vampire Legal Law." He echoed, eyes wild. "Harassment, you've fucking twisted my ankle," he limped forward, "so now I've got all the rights to kill you. All three of you!"

The officer loaded the gun shakily, a couple of bullets landing loudly on the ground, before raising it directly at Seokmin. Namjoon immediately jumped for Seokmin, gasping incredulously. "Jimin—!"

Jimin tore in front of the officer as the gun went off. A sharp stab of pain rammed into his side but he ignored it and leaped on top of the man, roaring. He barreled his fists into the human's stomach like claws, strength surging through his muscles. His vision was hazy and he couldn't see a thing, just focusing on protecting the two people he loved behind him. The scent of sickly sweet blood was hanging thickly in the air and Jimin, without thinking, thrusted his jaws into the soft flesh beneath him and began to eat.

Blood oozed out onto the once clean wood floors, and three more gunshots went off until Namjoon had the courage to open his eyes. Everything became quiet, and Namjoon was trembling as he hugged Seokmin tightly against his stomach with the loving embrace of any father, and rose to his feet.

"Jimin?" Namjoon asked quietly, as he shifted around the bed. He gasped at the sight and reeled back in fright as Seokmin's soft brown eyes turned bright red, a bit of drool running down his son's plump lips. "Oh, God, Jimin..."

His husband was tearing hungrily at the stomach of the officer, the look of utter horror frozen on the human's face. Namjoon felt a little quiver of fear as Jimin raised his head and saw his eyes were a dark red, darker than he had ever seen it color before, and Jimin tipped his head before wiping his mouth and sitting up. Namjoon jerked back a little fearfully, screwing his eyes shut and clutching harder onto Seokmin as he heard Jimin's footsteps draw nearer.

He felt a cold breath against the back of his neck and Namjoon shivered.

"I'll clean it up."

and here we have a wild, frightening jimbles