A Vampire Dilemma // BTS

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   "this was absolutely amazing!", the shreak voice of the red-haired boy echoed through their dressing room.
   "jungkook-ie was amazing!", taehyung replied and couldn't resist to wink to his best friend.
   "you were amazing too", the black-haired complimented him and throws himself on the big black leathersofa right next to the curly-haired one (there's this certain thing between them that's called "no space")

   "i'm still so damn energetic. i can feel the blood rushing through my veines!", jimin interrupted and immediately got the whole attention of one not so amused vampire, standing frozen like ice next to the door. gladly nobody payed attention to him instead, so they missed that his irises changed their colour for just one second into a bloody red - jimins sweet blood has always been his weakness.

   but he's able to control himself.

   jin didn't murder a human for two centurys, which meant he's actually a good guy - and that's on periodt.

   "yoongieee!", jimin screamed when the mint-haired rapper entered the room. zero seconds later the little one wrapped his arms around his neck and flung himself onto him. the older one's face twisted into a pained grimasse right after he let out a suffocated sigh: "jimin-ah leave me alone."
   "but-", the orange one inserted and took his arms off of his friend, "you're clinging onto me."
   "w-what?", an awkward grin plastered on Yoongis face, when he all of a sudden realized that he's really into hugging this one little guy next to him. with a quick turn he stumbled a few metres away and drove his hand through his face to cover up the slightly pink shimmer on his cheeks.

   if jin wouldn't have been thorougly in his thoughts, he eventually would break into a big laughter about these too dorks. but now he wasn't able to think of anything else than his own predacement.
   how has it come like this? how did he deserve all of this?

   his little k-pop adventure turned more and more into a nightmare.

   "hey jin, what's up bro?", a familiar voice brought the vampire back to reality. namjoon, their leader, stood right next to him and watched him with worried eyes. the same worried eyes as jimin's on the stage - except the vampire joke.

   he thought.

   "you're pale like a vampire", the tall one added and smiled to himself.

   jin swallowed hard.

his eyes turned to big round balls.

   and his imaginative heart skipped a beat.

   "earlier on stage i thought he've seen a vampire, joonie", jimin's voice chimed - clearly too happy for jin's taste.
   "that's ehm... that's great jimin", namjoon answered unimpressed while he raised an eyebrow.
   "so what's up, jin?", hoseok interferes, side-glancing the other parties of the band. all eyes were on the pale man next to the door, who didn't move since their entry minutes ago (except the ones of the two youngest members aka best-friends-forever; they had only eyes for each other).

   all at once jin thought about quitting all this.

    he meant it.

   there was no other way in his mind rather than quitting.

   perhaps it would be the best for all of them if he would leave the band. now or never - that was his sudden motto. however a sad sigh escaped his lips, during his thoughts rode a rollercoaster inside his head.

   he loved this job.

he loved it to be famous.

  he loved to perform on the stage.

   and he loved these six crackheads right infront of him.

(even if jimins blood gave him a hard time)

   how should he even manage to leave the band? he's totally in love with all of this stuff he got into seven years ago. but now these seven years are haunting him - if he wouldn't leave now, everything would be a total mass.
   thousands of scenarios flooded his messed up mind and none of them have been even rudimentarily good.

   slowly, with little and anxious steps, he walked to the lonely chair next to the sofa. jin was trying to focus, he was trying to concentrate. inhale and exhale to calm his inner storm. for the mere time of a second he closed his eyes. his hands formed automatically into fists and his jaw pressed against each other.

   "jin hyung", taehyung interrupted worriedly, holding the hand of the black-haired on the couch next to him innocently, "you're scaring me somehow."
   when the vampire opened his eyes six boys eyed him expectandly thus he took a deep breath.

   sometimes a vampire needs to do, what a vampire needs to do.

   and this very moment was now.

   "lads", he pressed out tensely; for a few seconds he was about to regret his decision, but then he remembered this stupid shit poster in the girl's hands. his eyes gazed to his own pale ones. this hands with empty veins. he stared at them as if he had to reassure himself that he's really a vampire.

     but he was a vampire.

   there's no doubt about that.

   "jin you can tell us ri-", the leader started again, but was harshly interrupted at the same second jin met his eyes.

     "i need to leave the band."

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