Kool-aid (taegi)

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"What is he drinking?"

"Red kool-aid. "

"Can I have some too?"

"No."

"Why?"

"You wouldn't like it."

Who the fuck wouldn't like kool-aid? Especially red!

Its already been made pretty clear that the brothers are not pleased by my appearance. 'Wanted to meet me' my ass. As soon as I stepped through the door they all started glaring daggers at me. Like they couldn't wait to see my mangled corpse lying in a ditch one day. Their eyes promising for that day to be soon.

This isn't at all what I had in mind for my first date. Sitting by myself in my stalkers living room straining my ears trying to listen in on their conversation.

The living room and the kitchen are an open floor plan meaning there is only an arch way separating them.

I have full view of the brothers whispering to each other though only the gods know what they are talking about.

Me most likely.

On the table is a glass pitcher that Kai had fetched from the fridge to pour himself a drink. Filled with a thick ruby red liquid it looked delicious. I got thirsty just thinking about it.

Again. Who wouldn't like red cool-aid?! Is Yoongi assuming my drink preference ?!

With a sigh I pushed myself up off the couch and stalk over to the packed bookshelf in the corner. I don't think any of them even registered me moving.

The books ranged from modern day fiction to colouring books to books that were falling apart at the seams. As an enthusiast of such aesthetics I chose the oldest book on the shelf and eased it into my grasp. In one quick breathe I blew over the cover to read the title, sending a spittle of dust flying up into my face. I had to bite my tongue not to cough and draw attention to myself.

The book cover was made from leather. Letters bound into the material in a language I couldn't read. Latin maybe?

Still curious I flipped to the first page and was surprised to find all of its contents to be handwritten onto tanned paper. A beautiful cursive scroll accompanied by very very detailed drawings. Every page after that was also handwritten , but obviously the writers varied.

I know what you're saying. 'Taehyung you're being rude! Don't snoop through people's stuff!' Well if they had a problem with me seeing they should probably keep a better eye on me. In short I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm sure they won't miss one book missing. After all they have hundreds of others all on this one shelf. I promise I'll bring it back after I'm done reading. Aren't you curious? What if this held the secret of the min family? What if it was a hand written prophecy about a young vampire falling in love with a gorgeous mortal boy and giving up his immortality to be with him? Or it could just be a diary. Either way I'm taking it.

Carefully I closed the book and slid it into my bag . Rushing back to get comfy on the couch mere seconds before Yoongi and his brothers all turned from the kitchen to face me . 

"Taehyung we need to talk."