A music class project is due and as cliche as it seems, you get the best and worst possible partners for said project. The best being your friend, Taehyung, & the worst being one of the most difficult to deal with people you have ever met-Jung Hoseo...
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"Y/N, do you feel any different?" Yoongi asked as you both watched Jimin do his work. He was at the coffee shop luring a stranger that you all were going to take blood from.
Of course it would've been easier to just use your voices, but some people need a bit more convincing. Especially people who were manipulative themselves.
The 'victim' was a guy that looked a little older than you, but not quite much. Judging from a stranger's point of view, anyone would've thought Jimin was just a normal person on a date. The way he flirted with the guy, and the way he looked like he was actually having fun? It seemed real.
Often you worried about him because the people he talked to were bad people, but Jimin would constantly remind you of his unprecedented skills.
"I don't feel different at all.. but then again I'm not really sure what I should be feeling." You mumbled as you put the seat back a bit. The whole reason you all were hunting was because you felt more tired than normal. Jin had recommended you did so to recover or refresh your bodies, too.
You felt so sleepy.
Since you had blood wine, you thought it would have helped you recover from Yoongi taking your blood. It had already been a while.
You watched Jimin as you took off your shoes and planted your feet on the seat so you could go into a comfortable fetal position. You rested your chin on your knees as you hugged your legs together.
The man appeared to be an average-looking civilian. One of those standard types, with a jean jacket, and black cap. He was wearing a white polo shirt and khakis.
"Gosh. That guy looks so normal. He blends in so well. What is he this time?" You asked Yoongi who was on his phone.
"He sells drugs, but don't worry. He's clean." Yoongi shrugged. "I made extra sure he was."
"Ah, okay."
There were only a few basic rules that Jimin placed when hunting. First was to only prey on bad people or criminals. Jimin didn't think it was right to take from people who didn't deserve to be taken from, no matter how cringeful it was to drink from bad people. Second was to never actually take manners into your own hands to kill your victims. As in--never drink enough to kill them no matter what they did. It would've caused problems.
Before today, Jimin had wanted you and Yoongi to try it out. To lure and persuade victims. But neither of you were any good at it. You always had problems flirting because you were one awkward potato. Yoongi on the other hand just didn't enjoy it. It took too much of his energy and effort to deal with the task.
"Yoongi. How do you feel?" You asked. He was the one who drank your blood, but on the outside he didn't seem any different. Then again it was Yoongi. He hardly showed anything at first glance.
