Blood Match

Explanations

It was silent. We both just looked at each other in just silence. My brown eyes was filled with confusion, fear and disbelief. I cant believe it, they only exist in fairy tales, in story's . My mind won't allow me to comprehend this. However, it sort of makes sense.

"T-They don't exist, you cant be a-a vam--" My head shaking furiously, I refuse to believe it!

"You seen my eyes didn't you! Tell me have you ever seen anyone with them! Its true if you believe it or not" Jungkook interrupted. I know what he was saying must be true but its hard a minute ago I thought I know everything about the world but hearing this now and witnessing it, do I really? Seeing as there is a whole different species out there .

"So you made up that you had a illness to Dr Jin to get blood from a donor to quench your thirst. What, was it hard trying to find someone willing enough to open their veins to you?" It didn't really make sense if he's a vampire then surely anyone's blood would do so why bother faking being seriously ill?

"Dr Jin. He knows what I am. I didn't have to fake anything he just told you that to keep my secret ." He looked at me with... sympathy? He's talking in the most softest tone, so different from when he was in the blood trance before. It strangely made me feel safe with him.

"Why are you talking like that" I raised my head again to looking deeply in his chocolate brown eyes, we were both still far apart.

"What do you mean" He took a step back so his back was against the wall but he still held the eye contact. His heavy breathing, he must be trying to fight his urge but why? Why don't he just feed?

"Your talking in the most softest tone its as if your trying your hardest not to scare me" I enquired as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Your right. I don't want to scare you. It scares me. Myself. What I can do. I don't want to be a monster you know , I never asked for this." He sounded so disgusted of himself. Does he really hate what he is? For some reason I believe he does.

"Hey, you look pale. Why don't you sit down." He sounded concerned. I am feeling a it dizzy. I sat down on the small futon. I looked over at Jungkook and he was still pushing himself against the wall.

"Why don't you sit next to me, we can talk more comfortably" His eyes widen in surprise, not expecting me to be nice to him. Honestly, i don't feel so scared anymore just seeing him trying to keep his distance and steady his breathing made me realise he's trying to take control of his bloodlust. It made me see, he's not trying to hurt me.

"You want me to sit next you? Are you not afraid?" This question threw me off guard, Am I afraid? Sure i was awhile ago but now.... I don't think I am.

"Truthfully I am but I have a feeling, you won't hurt me" I sat down and looked straight in his eyes as I said the last part of that sentence. His face just said it all, he looked somewhat relieved and with that he made his way to sit next to me but made sure there was space in between.

"Your right I don't want to, I don't want to be a monster Jimin" He said it with such sadness and pain, I cant help but to pity him, it must be tough to have to shut away from society just so you won't eat them.

"Does your Father know?" I asked, he must know if he doesn't but I know it would be hard his only son turned into a blood thirsty creature.

"He does but the thing is he isn't my Father--" He replied, I stayed silent for moment for him to carry on, to explain what the hell he means the King not being his Father. "-- He's my nephew, well i'm his great great great Uncle" He finished and that's not what I was expecting.

"So your not actually the Prince. Huh, how old are you?" If he's his great great great uncle then he must be quite old but he looks so young, I guess looks really do deceive you.