Vampire's Bride

Chapter Thirteen

"Y/N? Chim Chi- WHAT THE-"

"Get out, hyung!" Jimin yelled, launching a pillow at Jin. He stood on his knees in the bed, and I closed my eyes again. I wanted to stay in Jimin's room and sleep forever.

"What have you two done n..." Jungkook walked in, and the blood drain from his face as he looked at Jimin, dressed in only boxers, and me, left in only a shirt and underwear. "You didn't..."

"Yes, yes they did, and now we'll leave them alone," Namjoon said, walking in. He placed a hand on both Jin and Jungkook's shoulders and led them out. The door shut behind them, and I sighed. "Jeez, can't they leave us alone for one minute?"

"Apparently not," he chuckled, and I smiled. Instead of lying back down, Jimin reached over me, grabbed his clock. "We need to be getting up now. Sorry, Y/N."

"Nooo," I groaned, pulling his sheets over my head. "Let me sleep, please. I'll drop out of school, your bed is amazing." Jimin carefully slid the sheets off me. Then he leaned down, pressing a kiss to my lips.

My heart fluttered harder than ever before. "I love you, did you know that?" he whispered, and I kissed him back. Taking the opportunity, I placed my hand on his shoulder, pushing him down against the sheets. Sliding one leg over his stomach, I cupped his face in my hands, kissing him.

He gave me a warm smile, eyes crinkling. With ease, he flipped me around so he was on top of me. "You're beautiful, Y/N."

The door flew open. "Get the hell off her, Jimin!" Hoseok roared. Jimin immediately scurried off me, looking with terrified wide eyes at Hoseok. The older was fuming, staring at Jimin with murder in his eyes. I brushed my hair away from my eyes, sliding off the bed toward Hoseok.

"Hoseok-" I began.

"What did he do to you? Y/N, did you want this?" He was just about ready to strangle Jimin, and I quickly placed my hand on his cheek, directing his eyes toward me. "I wanted this. Hoseok, I'll explain everythi-"

"We're going to talk, Jimin. You're going to follow me, and we're going to have a talk about this," Hoseok declared, trying to calm his voice. "Sure, just... Just let me get dressed," Jimin said, hurrying to his closet. Hoseok and Jimin left me soon after.

"Ah, crap..." I sighed, rubbing my forehead.

I yanked my uniform on. No matter how bad the morning had been, last night had been a night to remember. I blushed at the thought, my heart racing.

"Huntress!" abruptly sounded through the house, and I jumped. "What?!" I yelled, running to the door. I traced Jungkook's voice to the same bathroom I'd been in the first night I had stayed here.

"Huntress, I swear to God-" Jungkook's voice quivered with anger, and he pulled me inside by my shoulders. Placing one hand on my chin, he forced it up to look at my neck. I tried to pull away, but he didn't let go. "I'm going to freaking murder you."

"What? What?" My blood froze when I saw the state of my throat.

Large, purple bruises were forming on my neck, and I remembered how Jimin had sucked on certain spots. "Is that... Did I just get my first..."

I looked with watering eyes at Jungkook. "Is that a hickey?" Dad would never let me stay over at their place again. Either because he was afraid of me sleeping with them or because he was afraid they'd been choking me or something.

"Yes! The problem is, huntress, those count as injuries. And guess what?" He pulled down the collar of his shirt to reveal numerous hickeys of his own, in the exact same spots as my own. "Oh no, Jungkook, I'm sorry!" I started hyperventilating, trying not to completely break down.