Cold Blood [Vkook] [Vampire AU]

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Jungkook opened his eyes, like he was just dreaming. Deeply in his most terrifying nightmares, he would see things he couldn't even recall in the morning. But how can you think over anything at all when you wake up in a room, that is completely unfamiliar to you?

I signed woefully, looking around myself. I was in a big bed, not too soft, but not as hard as the one in my grandmother's house. As much as I can remember, it was very like you are lying on the ground, and usually, I'd sleep on the ground when my parents forced me to stay with her for weeks straight.

Jungkook gave a perplexed look at the shelves in front of him. They were so old, so dusty, covered with thick books. He was bewildered when he found out that none of that books were written in a normal language. The titles of the books were some odd symbols, that he hasn't heard of, despite of studying languages at collage.

Jungkook slowly got up from the warm bed, there were two symmetrical windows just behind the specious bed, all dirty and not cleaned. The floor was cracking, as he stood up, pain and discomfort paralyzed his right leg almost immediately. He hissed, grabbing his leg in pain, but after a bit he finally stood up, to look through the books.

He was very surprised at how old those were, the pages were covered with pure gold, but nothing was written. Maybe there was, just not visible for his sight. He signed and closed the book, stretching his hand and tip toeing to reach another one. It was written in unknown language, that made his eyes widen.

He was in inner conflict.

He didn't want to leave the room, it was very comforting and relaxing just to look through the morning sunlight coming from the windows, placed from the both sides of the bed, the dusty shelves, the weirdness and the slight feeling of nostalgia and sweet utopia. Don't be dumb Jungkook! Your life might be threatened here! I wish I could at least open the windows and scream until Jiminie and Jin wouldn't come to save me. Fuck! He quickly realised that he was kidnapped or something and the first instinct he had was to check for his backpack and shoes. All filthy and even covered in his own dried blood and dirt, he rushed to put his shoes on and take his leave. Surprisingly the door was left opened.

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"You are seriously out of your mind!" Yoongi exclaimed, while walking with Taehyung through the long hall. "This will get you in so much damn trouble. I can't deal with it afterwards Taehyung! What if--"

"Tsk, you talk too much..." Taehyung stated and shushed his brother Yoongi. He couldn't think of anything, but the one he met in the forest last night. It's an absurd, to even assume that his mate was only human, but he would reckon in front of his parents that this is the person he'd choose. Jungkook's long hands were still in his head, his cherry colored reddening lips, his scent, him pleasuring mumbling and muttered words. The faint sense of a human heart, and fresh blood running through the other's veins. How can you not lust it? How can you not crave the innocence? How can you not feel the bond?!