Cold Blood [Vkook] [Vampire AU]

8.

이뤄지지 않는꿈속엦서 피울수 없는 꽃은키웠어

I grew a flower that can't be bloomed
In a dream that can't come true...

~°×°~

Taehyung opened his eyes reluctantly, his teeth still covered in now dried crimson blood, his skin perfectly porcelain white. He was met by Jungkook's big doe eyes, his orbs widened by Taehyung's movements.

He spent the first few hours of the morning doing that, thoroughly amazed by how this world is influencing him. Many would consider it unsettling, however, I can't not be drawn to the eerie silver glow of the moon, that seems to come closer every night, threatening to touch the earth firmly. Distant stars gave me the unexplainable feeling of homesickness, as if I was still a little boy, staring at the constellations, bashfully hiding between the thick clouds, and I believed that an angel will appear and I will be save in a world of utopia and protection.

"Blood drinking angel.." Jungkook muttered, carefully watching Taehyung, who was now utterly confused. He likewise chuckled, his boxy smile forming a safe place. The peaceful place where I always wanted to make my roots run deep. Right here. Taehyung couldn't deny, that Jungkook's orbs were always so concerned, as if he was keeping the world on his shoulders, his sympathy and commitment, his belief that there is something more than pure apathy and misery left in humans, will soon be demolished. He should be repulsed by the other's intentions, frightened not to be his next prey, and nevertheless, those charming eyes, still beaming with hope to grab Taehyung's hand and pull him out of the trap of sacrifice and pain, right there to smile, even if he was barely breathing, there to kiss the one who was meant to suffocate him, in addictive kiss.

"Gguk..." Taehyung mumbled, signing. He traced his fingers down Jungkook's still messy wound, his fangs visible there. Jungkook's lips were still in the same shade of red, a cherry blossom, his face was an epitome of devotion. "Are you okay?" Jungkook surprisingly only laughed weakly. He is seriously in love.

Jungkook leaned to kiss Taehyung's forehead, the spot which he kisses stayed warm, like a butterfly just went on it. It will be tough, if only Taehyung knew how to live loving someone else beside his own ideas, and if only Jungkook knew how not to be such an introvert.

But Taehyung felt like his world was real now.

Long lashes, tickling his forehead, warm lips pressed to his vold forehead, he was pulled into a tight embrace. Jungkook loved Taehyung's strong scent of wild berries and forest after rain, it could almost bring him right there, he likewise adored drawing, exploring people's faces just to create something with his own hands. And right there, Taehyung could sense the deepest source of emotions his mate had.