Blood Lust || Jikook {ON HOLD}

Chapter 21- Reunion's Sorrow

**angst (A/N: I'm really sorry)

JIMIN'S POV

The three of us stood there in a deafening silence. The man and I held strong eye contact, neither of us backing down. Jungkook had also taken interest in my question, for his sniffling had died down.

"The one you call 'appa' is neither dead nor alive. His soul doesn't belong to him either his immortal life, " he finally answered. My brows knit together in thought,

"That doesn't answer my questions. And what do you know of my abeoji(father)?" Suddenly, many other figures appear with the same attire as the one before me.

"I must leave. I advise you two head home as quickly as possible-"

"W-wait! I need to know who you are."

"I know you have a good mind, kid. Remember what I said. Figure it out." He begins away with the other in uniform. It's time to take my chances.

"A-appa?" Tears were blurring my vision. He stood still in his place in dead silence."A-abeoji, jebal(please)...if it's you, come back to me. Eomeoni(Mother) is dead! Jebal..." I cry out, hoping for him to accept the title. I watch as he continues to walk away. I take his silence as a yes. I took a step to run to him, but Jungkook held me back."Let go of me! Let go! Appa! Abeoji! Jebal! Jeba-al!" I was gasping for air as I leaned forward in Jungkook's restraint. I didn't have enough strength to watch him leave my life again, so I hung my head."Jebal....jebal..." I chant under my breath. My head was being lifted, and my eyes eventually met with the masked man.

"Your bottom lip still pokes out when you cry, " he comments in a hushed voice as if he would break at any moment. Jungkook slowly releases his grip, and my knees meet the grass as I lean into the man's touch."There's so much to tell you, " he removes the mask, " but so little time..." I begin to cry again.

I was seeing the face that I loved so dearly that I haven't seen in 3 years. I pull him into a tight hug, crying into his shoulder. I would've loved if he returned the gesture.

But no.

He slipped the mask back on, pushed me away, and ran into the woods that surrounded the area. I sat there dumbfounded and hurt. When he pushed me away, I felt my heart being ripped out of me. I don't know what came over me, but I started pounding my fists on the ground, screaming. I screamed in pain, in relief, in confusion, in desperation, and pure frustration. I screamed again and again. I sprinted to a nearby tree and punched it until my knuckles bled. Jungkook pulled me away before any other damage was done. I continued to scream, kick, and punch as he dragged me out of the area.

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"Vol pour Séoul, Corée du Sud porte 6(Flight to Seoul, South Korea gate 6)," a voice says over a speaker. We were going back to Korea early. We no longer felt safe here. We returned to our hotel to retrieve our belongings and went straight to the airport. We didn't bid our goodbyes to Monica for obvious reasons, but...we still haven't confirmed what her real intention for doing this.

I haven't told Jungkook about the conversation I heard, but then again, we haven't exchanged any words after this morning. We boarded the public plane to be safe, and we were on our way home. Many things happened in these few days. None I will ever forget

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"Jimin why don't you come to stay with me? You'll be safer in a house full of vampires that are willing to fight for you-"

"That's the thing. I don't want you guys fighting for me. There's no point, " I mumble in a monotone as I stare at my T.V. We returned home safely and crashed at my place. We've been arguing off and on about why I won't stay with him. I guess this is what happens when you get an overly protective boyfriend.