Cold Blood 🩸 𝖏𝖏𝖐

𝕮𝖍 23

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The air started to get a bit windy and chills were felt up my arms, I shivered.

"Let's head inside, I'm sure the members would love to tell you more stories." Namjoon smiled. You smiled back and headed back inside the house.

I went straight to the living room and saw the boys sitting close to the fireplace and talking. They looked like a family. It made me sad on how I couldn't do this with my own. I made my way towards the boys and sat on the couch close to their little circle.

"What'd you and Joon talk about?" Taehyung asked.

"He was just telling me the story about how he became a vampire." You kindly smiled at the cute Tae.

"OH! We should also tell Y/n our stories!" Taehyung said to the members as he became energetic and excited.

I crossed my legs and got comfy waiting to hear their stories, but I saw Yoongi being quiet and sit in an uncomfortable position next to Hoseok.

"Yoongi tell me your story." You said aloud making the boys look over at the silent Yoongi.

"Why am I first?" He asked is a rude tone. You ignored it and responded.

"Namjoon did say that after he became a vampire, he then met you."

"Yoongi Hyung's story is a bit boring." Taehyung teased and then laughed, but the next thing he saw was Yoongi's foot smashing into Tae's chest as he fell back in a big thump. He grunted in pain and sat back up rubbing his left peck and softly apologized to his elder.

"I'm interested." You said. "When did your story start?" Yoongi took a second to think about it and remember the exact year.

"Ahhh, 1635 was the year. During the Joseon Dynasty." Your eyes widened by the year. God damn these are very old people.

"I was the fifteenth king of the Joseon dynasty." He continued on.

"You were a mean one too Hyung." Hoseok interrupted, but Yoongi's dark eyes stared into Hoseok's soul making him scared and apologize. Wow he made a good point there.

"Your majesty, he has arrived." I slowly lift my back into a straight position. It showed how I wasn't weak and it gave off a powerful aura to the commoners.

I looked ahead as the jade crystal doors loudly creaked open leading a middle aged man in a white robe. His long black locks of hair flowed down the sides of his shoulders. He carried a bag in his right hand. As he made his way towards me, I felt the ache in my chest start up again, but I kept my composure.