weird... [vkook]

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An hour passed, Jungkook was now calm, so oddly calm. He was still hugging the love of his life, his savior, his everything, refusing to let him disappear and fly like a lovely butterfly... His emotionless eyes just stared both far into the distance and at the cold body between his arms, as cold as the painful emptiness invading him.

He remembered Jimin and Yoongi. He had to add that he loves Jimin a lot too. He was his childhood friend, the only one who made him feel like a normal child, but he changed as they grew up, started to call him master Jeon and fell in love with him in a weird way. But now, it was different, Jimin obviously loves Yoongi and even blind people can see that. He started wondering, if Jimin could move on him, can he move on Taehyung?

However that thought was too dark he decided to shrug it off, kissing Taehyung's forehead, reminding him that he will never stop loving him. Taehyung is hearing him, he won't like to know Jungkook will move on him, right?

He didn't have long before someone will enter the room, and he knew he wouldn't be blamed though he's actually the one who killed Taehyung - yet he doesn't want to admit it - since his state was an awful special vampire state, that allowed him to drain a creature to get better, but he thought of how that nurse will look at him like a monster for draining his boyfriend instead of anyone. It's crystal clear how people are judging, all judging, all ugly, except for the hybrid, his only hope, his only love.

He fought the urge of breaking down again. He was mentally worn out reflecting on physically that he just wanted to sleep. But sleep won't bring Taehyung back, instead it will only make him disappear when he wakes up and that was an absolute nightmare.

However, he adjusted his position, and he laid his head on the beige wall.

Little by little, the quietness turned into the sound of a heartbeat. An active, fresh one, followed by many others, Jungkook's eyes widened as he put his ear on the other's heart to listen to them flowing beautifully, lively, did any God above hear his wish?

It felt insane, rather magical how now he felt hitching breaths, how Taehyung was turning from a dead statue to a living masterpiece, his bluish lips turned into their usual nacarat color, and his skin regained its tan glow that Jungkook couldn't help but cry like a baby, only of happiness this time. He rushed to bring a doctor, not caring that he will sound crazier than ever explaining all what happened, he merely wanted this to not be a beautiful dream.

He hugged Taehyung again, hot tears falling on his cheeks as he kissed every inch of his face.

Taehyung's heartbeats never were so relaxing before.

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A/N: Shameless self promotion 😂 Can you please check out my new Jikook story, "The War Of Moonlight"? ❤️