In a world where you feel cold - BTS ff

01- My kidnappers are quite the lookers

You scan the aisles for some coffee. It's a little past midnight, and you still have to study for at least six hours until you'll have the material down.

Uni is hard, but you know you'll succeed as long as you work hard an keep going. You need this degree and you'll do anything to get it; pulling a few all-nighters is nothing new.

You hear the fluorescent lamps buzzing above your head, the way to bright light is giving you a headache.

A man bumps into you, he has a hood pulled far over his head. He mutters an "Excuse me," before striding past you. Maybe you imagined it, but you swear you heard him snif as he walk past you.

Why is he hiding his face?

You shrug and grab your coffee from a shelf, ready to leave the store again.

After you've left the store, you pick up your pace since you don't want to be walking too long at night. Saeko would always tell you not to go out at night, since the patrol might arrest you. "Arrest me for what?" You'd bluff then, knowing damn well you would be killed instantly.

You had kept your power a secret for your fostermother for years now. Sometimes it made you feel bad, considering how well she treated you. But you also knew well enough that her hospitality could turn in hostility the second she would find out. You could never tell her, no matter how bad you wanted to.

You turn a corner, and notice footsteps behind you.

Shit. Please don't be here to kill me. I beg to the lord, the son, the Holy Spirit and the anime angels, please let me go home so I can study for my finals, amen

Unfortunately, your prayers are in fact not being heard by any anime angels. A hand snakes around your waist and another covers your mouth, right before pulling you into an alleyway. There you are lifted off the ground and carried into a building. You scream and struggle, but the man carrying you is extremely strong and he doesn't flinch. It's the man from the store, you see now, but his hood is off now. He's around your age, with bunny-like features.

He doesn't look like a kidnapper at all, but sure, I mean, who am I to judge, right?

The building you enter is weirdly... anticlimactic. You expected to be carried into some kind of murder-dungeon but this looks more like a very homely hideout to you. There's art and pictures taped to almost every wall, there's no windows but plenty of lighting and places to sit everywhere. Also there's a lot of plants, and quite a few mirrors.

What in the heckerooni is happening...

The strong man sits you down gently in front of two other guys. One of them is insanely good looking, with striking black hair combed back, but he's also very pale. He looks like a vampire. The other one is very tall with dimples, and has glowing blue eyes. He has a serious look on his face.

I have to say... my kidnappers are quite the lookers... like really: why do they kidnap people? They could be models.

Dimples starts speaking. "So you're really sure she's not a Grazer?" He looks at the vampire.

"Yes, I told you I smelled it. Ask Taehyung if you don't trust me!"

"Alright, alright; if you say so.But if she's a Grazer your doing the dishes tonight!"

"Why? I already cook! And I can't even eat it!" The vampire argues.

Dimples groans. "Because I'll have to erase her memories then, sucker!"

Wait... is the vampire... like... actually a vampire...? And also: erase memories? Can he actually do that? Could they be...

Then the strong guy cuts in. "Why don't you just ask her?" He removes his hand from your lips, so you can speak.

"Are you a Grazer?" Dimples asks as if you weren't just sitting there the whole time.

"What's a Grazer?" You ask, cautiously.

"Ah... shit." Dimples facepalms. "I knew it!" He gives the vampire a shove.

"Ouch! She's not a Grazer, Namjoon!" The vampire rubs his belly where he was shoved.

You frown. And then you realize. "Wait. Do you guys mean... that?"

Their eyes widen.

The vampire kicks Namjoon in the shin, and then starts speaking like nothing happened. "We're asking you if you have a power."