NO REST FOR THE LIVING- JJK & KTH

Jungkook was officially done with life.

He didn't know when exactly things went wrong, maybe when a vampire accused him of being on drugs he definitely wasn't on, or maybe when an innocent-looking bracelet turned out to be lethal to immortals. Either way, this was not on his schedule.

One bad decision later, he was being interrogated by people with fangs, threatened with creative torture methods, and learning that "vervain" was a thing he should have been warned about earlier. Preferably before today.

Somehow, this all spiraled into him dialing his bandmate like it was just another normal inconvenience.

"Hey bro, could you come here real quick? No reason. Definitely not a trap."

By the time Jungkook realized he might've just signed someone else's death wish, it was too late.

The supernatural had clocked him in, and there was no clocking out.

Jungkook didn't ask for this life.

The universe simply handed it to him and said, deal with it.
And honestly? He was so tired he just might.
.
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"If they wanted to listen to your commands, why
would they kidnap you, genius?" a voice said
from beside me. Some guy
.
.
"Bro... she's bluffing. She won't kill me. l'm just
collateral."
"Then you becoming a vampire would technically
count as collateral damage, right?"
.
.
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"When did you turn?"
"Twenty-two"
"Yeah... that explains it. Your frontal lobe never got the chance to fully develop."