Cold Blood [Vkook] [Vampire AU]

7.

"Go get something to drink." Jin ordered, watching Jimin reluctantly stand up, shrugging at the older. "Be careful how you behave!" Jin threw an empty box of food at him, laughing loudly when some of the noodle sauce spilled over the other's dyed hair. Jimin's well styled hair, with golden and light brown highlights, that was smoothly covering his forehead, got ruined by it. He cursed under his breath, as he hurried to grap a tissue, whilst the older couldn't stop laughing, it was hilarious.

"I swear I will fucking take a revenge, Hyung!" Jimin threats, throwing a whole towel from the kitchen at Jin, making the other lay on the ground. He managed to say, somewhat seriously, with his eyes fulled with tears

"Cut being so cocky, Jiminie. My dehydration is a way more important than your hair!" Jin scolded, putting the board game back on its place, however, the whole house got too quiet. Jin hesitated for a second, puzzlement drawn on his face. "Jimin? What is taking you so long?!" He yelled, but heard nothing. Not even steps. The atmosphere got a little bit too heavy, as he approached the kitchen's door, opening it carefully.

There, he saw Jimin, frozen in complete stillness, his bottom lip trembling, pure expression of horror and bewilderment, Jimin's pale face was staring into 2 tall figures in the other end of the room.

"Oh, fuck!" Jin cursed under his breath, his mouth half opened. His throat got dry by the sight of them. There was something inhuman in them, the perfect structure of their bodies, their black clothes covering their visibly porcelain white skin, their muscles lean and relaxed, smirks of mystify and danger creep through their already sinful, ethereal faces. "Jimin, step back..." Jin warned, doing his best to reach the younger and pull him into safety. The other had no intention to step back, likewise, he was irritated by the presence of some weird people. Could they had a peaceful night for once?!

"We are not going to do anything... We seriously need to talk, and then explain how we got here." The man with purplish highlights spoke gently, trying to approach them, but Jimin's body was tensing even more, he was alarmed to fiercely fight them, even cause harm on purpose. Hoseok prefered to stay blind for their anger, confusion or fear. "The three of us came to persuade you, to talk about something serious, not to interrupt your sleepover."

"Three? I see only 2?" Jin furrowed his eyebrows, examing the whole room, there were only two people nevertheless. The room sank into darkness, the half opened window squeaked, almost resembling a pitiful cry. Jimin was still concentrated on them, breathing as unnoticeable as possible, but the constant shiver of his hands didn't stay unnoticed by Jin, who gulped almost painfully.

"Yoongi! For fuck sake, come into your visible form. We can't not trust them." Just behind the other tall male, a skinny figure with intimidating expression appeared out of no one, that scared the hell out of the boys, Jin's heart hammering against his ribs, tightening his grip on the door handle.