Vampire's Bride

Chapter Sixteen

My throat felt raw. "Y/N! Y/N! Calm down!" I was flailing my arms, struggling against Jin who was trying to stop me from hitting him.

I didn't remember what I'd dreamt - but it had been bad. I was nearly screaming, sobs forcing my throat open. The sheets were too restricting, Jin was too restricting, my own body was too restricting.

"Hyung, w-what's wrong with her?" Terror laced Hoseok's voice. I'd stopped the struggling, Jin using the opportunity to put his arms around me. His muscles were hard under his shirt, but instead of crushing me, they made me feel safe.

"She's scared," was all he said. He picked me off the bed, and I instinctively put my arms around his neck. In the depths of my mind, I knew it was him, but I wanted it to be dad. I wanted to be five years old again, waking up from a harmless nightmare and dad comforting me until I fell asleep once more.

Eventually, Jin had put me down on his bed. I clung to him like he was the only thing keeping me tied to reality, the branch I was holding on to so I wouldn't be swallowed by the pit beneath me.

"Don't go," I cried. "Please, just-"

"Shh, honey. I'm right here. I'll stay right here, too." Jin climbed into bed next to me, enveloping my body in a swirling heat. He had one arm around my shoulders, the other gently around my waist. My head was on his chest, every heartbeat pulsating against my ear.

I was safe. For now, I'd be safe.

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"Who's sleeping with Y/N tonight?" Hoseok asked, giving Jimin a small, but still scary glare. Yoongi sighed, facepalming himself. "I- J-Hope, you need to work on your formulating." Hoseok shrugged.

I finished the last part of my soup, putting the bowl back down. Using one hand, I wiped my mouth with my palm and stifled a burp. "Aish, huntress..." Jungkook sighed, and I shared a smile with Hoseok.

"I can!" Hoseok, Jimin and Jin said in unison.

I was flattered, but something told me I had to speak to Jungkook before I went to sleep. "Y/N's been in your room every night, no way am I going to let you have her tonight too," Jin declared, looking at me.

"I kinda want to have her with me," Yoongi said. "Not that I like her or anything, it's just that it would be cool to room with a huntress," he said, matter-of-factly, nodding as if agreeing with himself.

Namjoon cleared his throat. "As the leader, I should decide. And I say she should stay with me."

"With you, no way, she's my Guarded," Jungkook countered, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and holding me tight to his body. His bulged against my arm.

"Okay, actually!" I said, pushing Jungkook off me. He gave me a stare, but after a stern look from Jin, he slouched back in his seat and observed us with a sour look on his face.

I just wished I could've told him the real reason I pushed him away. I wished I could tell him how me made my heart beat quickly with joy and uneasiness and how his touches made my soul light up.

Did I like Jungkook? Maybe.

No.

Maybe.

Yes.

Crap.

"Why can't we all share a room tonight?" I suggested, and Hoseok's eyes lit up. "Oh, so like a sleepover?" he beamed, and I nodded. "Yeah! It's better than fighting. Where should we be?"

Taehyung pointed to the living room, questioning expression on his face. "The living room? There's plenty of space in there."

"Yup, let's do it!" Namjoon said.