Seeing Red || yoonmin

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"They're all gonna pay. They're all gonna pay." Jimin mumbled continuously as he rocked back and forth, cross legged on the floor against the wall right next to the bed Yoongi was resting on.

Namjoon managed to revive Yoongi and help aid in slowly healing him, but the boy hadn't woken up in three days since help was given and Jimin hadn't left his side since they came back.

"They're all gonna die. Kill them all Jimin. Kill them all. Kill them all." Jimin nodded to himself, his rocking picking up speed until he was constantly hitting the back of his head against the wall, his pupils turning into sharp cresents.

"Yah~ Jimin you need to stop freaking out." Hoseok casually strolled in, before leaning against the wall with his hand. "I can hear your constant headbanging from my room." The older yawned, unbothered by Jimin's murmurs. "Have you eaten well or had your medication?"

Jimin shook his head in response as he continued to murmur to himself.

"Well, here you go." Hoseok tossed down a bottle of pills and a blood bag into Jimin's lap before he ruffled the young one's hair. "Namjoon wants you to take those before you go on a balistic rampage again from not eating."

Jimin frowned down at the bottle before giving in and taking the dosage before calmly opening the blood bag and sucking out the contents through the straw provided.

"Why do you care about this human anyway?" Hoseok asked, making Jimin pause from drinking as he looked up at him, his pupils back to normal. "I thought you didn't want to associate yourself with them unless its for killing, torture, pleasure, food... or all of the above even."

Jimin looked down at his lap before he continued slurping up the blood before shrugging.

"Hm. Are you going to toy with him? Because honestly, the kid is a walking suicide. It's better to have let him die-" Hoseok swiftly dodged a threatful punch to the face that broke the wall with impact and left a hole in the wall. "Oh? Did I hit a nerve?" Hoseok smirked down at Jimin who was glaring up at him with crescent pupils.

"Your presense annoys me. Get out before I play jump rope with your guts." Jimin spoke softly as he held his stare.

Hoseok just smirked more as he leaned in. "You know you just want to fu- UCK!" Hoseok's voiced hitched in pain as Jimin grabbed his crotch in a tight grip.

"I will pop these like cherries if you don't fuck out my face." Jimin hissed, Hoseok made a choked noise as he nodded before leaping away as Jimin let go.

"Yikes. What a moody baby boy. I love it. I'll annoy you later!" Hoseok winked while grinning before walking out with a slight "ouch" escaping from his lips and tugging at his pants.

Jimin watched him leave before starting to untense and relax. Hoseok always put him on edge every dang time because the man wants to get in Jimin's pants but he ain't getting none.

A low groan was heard, making Jimin turn to look at Yoongi who's eyes were starting to slowly open.

"Yoongi!" Jimin rushed over and fell to his knees beside the bed, his face softening along with his pupils returning to their natural state. "Yoongi!"

Yoongi's eyes slowly scanned the ceiling he was staring up at until his blurry vision sharpened and focused. His head turned to the side as he blinked to look into the brown eyes of an anxious Jimin.

"Hi." He croaked, his voice raspy and harsh before he started coughing from his throat being so dry.

"Thank goodness, you're okay!" Jimin smiled softly. "How do you feel?"

"I... I feel like shit." Yoongi groaned, making Jimin slightly giggle. "What... what happend?"

"You was beaten then choked to death, then you was revived and stuck in a coma for three days." Jimin calmly spoke as he fiddled with his fingers. Yoongi's eyes widened in complete shock.

"I... died?" Yoongi's voice came out weak and strained, his face scrunching up as his throat burned.

"Yes. But Namjoon managed to bring you back before you crossed to the otherside. I'm honestly... so... grateful." Jimin's voice softened as his eyes drooped, resting the side of his head on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Who? Who's Namjoon? Jimin?" Yoongi asked as he slowly sat up and shook Jimin's arm for an answer, only to realise the young vampire had fallen asleep very quickly.

"Namjoon would be me." Came a deep voice from across the room, alerting Yoongi as his head shot up to look at the tall, lean figure dressed head to toe in black leaning against the door frame with his arms folded. "Dr. Kim Namjoon, to be precise." He walked over with a slight smile.

"D-Doctor?" Yoongi looked up at the man who lowered his glasses slightly.

"Exactly as I said, boy." Namjoon mumbled as he took Yoongi's arm and examined it. "Wow, the blood seems to be healing you just fine." He looked suprised.

"Blood?" Yoongi looked down at his bare arm to notice the emotional pained scars that were once there were slightly faded on his arm. "Oh my god."

"Yes. I gave you some of my blood, which suprisingly your human heart took to it well. So, welcome back to life, Min Yoongi." Namjoon smirked before he looked down at Jimin.

"Ah yes, the little one. He stayed by your side non-stop while you was in a sleeping coma. He barely ate, he barely slept. He begged me so much to help you." Namjoon walked over to the window and stared out of it. "I've never seen him so interested in a human before. It's... interesting, I suppose."

Yoongi looked down at Jimin who was deeply asleep before he smiled slightly at the sleepy vampire.

"By the way." Namjoon added, turning his head to look at the human boy. "I'd like you to stay here for awhile, I want to keep Jimin sane on some days."

"St-stay he-"

"And also!" Namjoon cut off Yoongi before continuing. "Jimin asked me to forge some documents for him, and well. Now he's a college student."

"Wh-what?!" Yoongi's rough voice pitched before he coughed.

"Jungkook too. So, heal up fast. Because Jimin is eager to be with you." He smirked subtly with a chuckle before making his way out the room. "I'll get water for you."

Yoongi looked down at his shirt before lifting it up to see that the big nasty bruise that was covering his whole abdomen had gone and there was no more pain. He looked down at his fading scarred arms again and rubbed them slowly.

"This... this really isn't a dream." He whispered.

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Sorry for a boring chapter. The next one should be more... fufilling 🔪 hehe~