A month had passed, and honestly it felt like a day. Jin was helping me with my music and he was actually a damn good teacher. He was able to help me grip and hold the guitar properly, and boy did it make a difference. My body felt comfortable, and almost natural with the guitar in my hands.

I had been working on a song in secret. Well, in front of Tae. Despite his opinion that being alone with his brother was not a good idea, he didn't put up too much of a fight about it.

"I'm going to surprise Jin today!" I said as he stayed laid down on the bed as I got dressed.

"Joy." He sarcastically replied.

I let out a sigh. "I don't understand you."

"What?" he grumbled, rubbing his face with his hands. He was still waking up.

"If I can forgive him and move on, you should be able to, too."

"You barely know him." He snapped. "I have enough grievances with him to last a life time." 

"Then why don't you ever talk about it?" I asked him. This being the only hot topic between us, it really wasn't my intention to start a fight, I just wish I understood.

"Relieving the shit Jin did to me, just to explain them to you, is not on my list of things I want to do. Can you just accept that I have my reasons?" He asked, exasperated.

I pulled the dress he had gifted me over my head and adjusted the top to fit properly. I sighed before looking over at him, this time his head resting on the palm of his hand as he looked away from me. His eyes seemed a little angry, and a sudden pang of guilt overtook me.

Kneeling onto the bed, I climbed on top of him, making him turn to look at me, and his hands to fall on my hips. With my legs on each side of him, I felt his thumbs move in small, soft circles which made me smile. I leaned down, keeping my hands on each side of his head and places a gentle kiss on his bare chest. "I'm sorry." I spoke. "I didn't mean to upset you."

"I know." He said, breathing out again as I kissed up his neck. "There are just things you don't know, nor need to know. It's between him and I."

"Okay." I said into his neck. I could accept that. I didn't have to like it, but I accept it.

"Thank you."

"Of course." I said as I pulled my arms down and wrapped them around the back of his head. His hands moved up my back and one dug into the roots of my hair as he held me tightly to him.

"Do you really have to go today?"

"Do you have another reason for me to stay?"

"I could make up a few."

I chuckled into his neck, kissing him a few times softly. "Do you want to hear the song I have been working on?"

He laughed. "That's not what I was talking about."

"I know it wasn't" I laughed back. "But you cant fuck me into submission. Not anymore."

"Is that a challenge?"

"No." I said pulling my head up and looking at him. "But as tempting as you trying is, I'm really excited to show Jin that I'm able to play a whole song on my own without needing help."

"You are so determined." He smiled. "I love that about you."

"And you are so supportive. I love that about you."

"Well, I don't like that you're spending so much time with him."

"I know."

"It takes your time away from me."

"Are you whining?"

"I might be."

He then pulled my head down and kissed me with his soft plump lips, and part of me thought that I wouldn't be able to make it to the music room. His kiss turned passionate and needy, his grip on me becoming tighter.

Just as I thought all hope of making it to my music lesson was gone, someone burst through our bedroom door.

We both jerked away from one another, turning to see Jimin walking in with a huge grin on his face, dressed as if he was going to go to a club.

"Busy?" He asked, casually leaning against the door frame.

"How do you keep getting in?"

"You forget again that I designed this place. I know how to get anywhere."

I chuckled and started getting off of him, only for his hands to fall to my hips again, taking a tighter grip. "No, stay."

"You clearly have other plans now." I said, leaning down quick and pecking his lips with mine. "I have a music lesson to get to."

"He's in there already waiting for you."

I hopped off the bed, smiling at a smirking Taehyung.

"I almost had you." He teased.

"Almost." I agreed. I blew him a kiss and walked around Jimin who was in the process of jumping on the bed to join Taehyung.

He groaned as Jimin landed right on top of him, and I could hear him laugh as I made my way out of the room. I quickly got to the music room where Jin was. Jimin was right, he was in there already playing on his guitar. The room was filled with the most beautiful song. I recognized it from Jimin humming on occasion so it must be a song they both know.

Just as I was leaning against the doorframe, I could hear Jin start lowly singing the song to himself. It was in a different language, but I could hear the hook where he sang the word 'butterfly' a few times.

When he stopped, he pressed his hand against the strings and I felt it was the right time to make myself known.

"That was beautiful."

He looked up at me, a slight smile turning his lips. "Thank you."

"Did you write it?"

"Yoongi and Namjoon wrote it. I just like playing it."

I smiled at him before excitedly shuffling over and grabbing the guitar I was gifted. "I have a surprise for you." I said as I sat down next to him.

He smiled even wider, his eyes softening more so than usual. "What is that?"

"I have been practicing one of my favorite songs in my own time, where you cant hear." I said sticking my tongue out. "But I think I got it down."

"Let's hear it." He said, putting his own guitar down and crossing his leg over the other.

Wonderwall by Oasis had really taken with me. And to be honest I felt as if it was a song I had adored even as a human.

With a sigh and quickly focusing, I placed my fingers where they were meant to be, and started strumming along with the cords. I even started singing along in time. I was focusing so hard on perfecting the song for him, that I didn't notice his demeanor change. I was so proud of myself for nailing every note, and even my singing wasn't too terrible.

But the second I had the confidence to look up, I immediately stopped singing, and my fingers stopped moving.

Jin had a look of disgust and horror. His eyes were boring through me as if he wanted to light me on fire.

"What's wrong."

"I hate that song." He said, seething through his teeth.

"Oh...umm..."

He interrupted. "You have learned nothing."

"What?" I asked, shocked to hear him say this. He had been praising me on my progress for weeks.

"it just goes to show you can teach everyone." He said standing.

"I don't understand, I was doing well."

"You were not. You were out of key, and to make it worse you were singing." I went to respond but he held up his hand stopping me. "Just stop. I'm done. I'm over this, you'll never learn."

Angry, I stood. "Excuse you. You don't have to teach me anymore but I am going to keep trying."

"Why bother, you suck." He said jerking the guitar from my grasp. "All you'll be good for is being a killing machine and fuck toy for my brother." He said, before he took hold of the strings of the guitar, pulling them completely off the instrument. When he looked back at me his eyes were filled with rage, and pain. "You should have died." He snarled. "You shouldn't have survived what I did to you, why did you survive?"

I stood there with my mouth open, not knowing what to say.

He then promptly left the room, leaving me in shock and disbelief, standing there on my own. I remained standing there trying to wrap my head around what had just happened. So many thoughts ran through my head, so many feeling rushed through my body.

Finally, after feeling like a fool I looked down at the broken guitar Jimin gifted me, and tears filled my eyes. Angry tears. I ran out of the room and down the stairs. I didn't want to see anyone, I just wanted Taehyung.

But he must have been with Jimin because by the time I got to our bedroom he wasn't there. I felt my insides bloom with a mix of anger and sadness. Why would Jin do this to me? Why would he be so cruel when we got so far in our friendship.

My mind buzzed with these thoughts, clouding my mind so intensely that when I turned the corner from the hallway I quite literally ran into Yoongi.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, looking around for Taehyung.

"It's alright." He said. He then took my hand making my focus turn to him. "You don't seem to be though."

"I just...fucking Jin is such a dick. I...we were practicing and he just freaked out. He said mean things and I don't even know why I'm so upset about it."

"Vampires feel deeply. Happiness, sadness, anger, annoyance. It stays with us for a while. What did he say?"

"It doesn't fucking matter." I snapped, pulling my hand from his grasp. I sighed and put my hands on my hips, my head down as I tried to breathe through the emotions I was feeling. "Do you know where Tae is?"

"He went out with Jimin and Jungkook."

"Ugh." I huffed, rubbing my hands over my eyes. I felt a throbbing in my head and the adrenaline from the anger I was feeling was filling my chest to the point where it was getting difficult to breathe.

Just when I thought I would explode, Yoongi took me by the arm and pulled me to the couch. I locked eye with him, concern clear in their depths.

"Tell me what happened."

Reluctantly I went through the short story of how Jin's bi-polar lash out pissed me off more than I ever thought I could be.

"I'm so angry I want to cry. And I hate crying." I said, finishing up my story.

"I will say that is strange. It's not like Jin to act so hot and cold."

"And about something so stupid. It was just a song."

"What song was it?"

"Wonder Wall by Oasis."

A wave of clarity flashed across his face, and he let out a sigh before taking his hand and wiping his face. "Oh." He said.

"Oh? Does he not like that song? And even so he didn't have to freak out at me the way he did."

"It's not that." He said, leaning back pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Then what was it?" I asked, now getting irritated.

He looked back over to me before sighing dramatically. "Its kind of a long story." He explained pulling out his phone. "Hoseok call tell it better than I can."

"Over a song?" I asked, not believing a song triggered that kind of reaction.

"No. Not just the song."

"Are you really not going to tell me?"

"No, but I will." I heard from behind me. I turned to see Hoseok coming into the room, elegantly dressed in a suit, making me wonder where he was.

"You look great Babe." Yoongi grinned.

Hoseok turned to him, holding his hand up. "Not now." He said, slightly smirking. "Later though."

Yoongi grinned, giving him sexy eyes, which only fueled my anger.

"Is anyone going to tell me what is going on?"

"Jin is baffled by you surviving what he did because we knew someone who didn't." He started.

"Okay?"

"Before Jin met Namjoon, he Yoongi, Taehyung and I were friends, living together. We were trying to get out from the Nomad life and go into civilization. Before we had...all of this..." he said gesturing to their underground mansion. "...we worked for everything we had. It was before vampires were out in the open, and we were working at a night club. Yoongi and I were hired for security and Jin and Taehyung managed the bar. We met a lot of humans and were able to practice resisting the urge to kill all of them."

"Aside from the ones that pissed me off." Yoongi added.

I scoffed. "You could barely stand being around me when I was human."

"It was suffocating." He defended. "It was everywhere and I couldn't get away from it. Back then I was only around it for a few hours a few nights a week."

"Can we get back to the point?" Hoseok said, interrupting our short argument. I nodded and he continued. "Jin met a girl. Her name was Phoebe and she was a human. He loved her. Instantly knew he wanted to be with her but the problem was she was human, and no one knew the existence of us was real. Fast forward a year, they saw each other from time to time, but he was never physical with her, only kissed her sparingly. It was a very strange relationship but she seemed to love him as much as he loved her. One night he asked Yoongi and I about tell her about him. He was going to ask to turn her and mate her."

"I was against it." Yoongi said. "It's not that I didn't want him to not have a mate." He explained. "It was more that if he told someone, they could potentially expose us. I told him to just turn her first."

"Jin didn't want to do that." Hoseok said. "He loved her too much to take her life from her without understanding why. Plus, as you experienced with Taehyung, the fear of the personality change was there. He wasn't sure if Phoebe would still be Phoebe."

"We were all supportive of whatever he decided to do. He just had to make a decision."

"He decided to be honest with her. Thankfully she believed him. She accepted him too, and agreed to turn."

"She didn't want to do it right away thought."

"She had family affairs she needed to address that would take quite a while before she would be able to fully commit. So, as it goes they dated. Taehyung and Phoebe were best friends as well. Since Jin told her what we were, her schedule changed so that she could stay with us and spend time with us. Especially Jin of course."

There was a slight pause where Yoongi and Hoseok exchanged saddened expressions. "What happened to her?" I asked.

"She didn't want Jin drinking 'old blood." Yoongi said, using air quotes. "She wanted him to drink warm blood, from the source. Plus, she liked the way it felt have him feed from her, much like you did when Tae fed from you."

"However, she did not have a happy ending like you did." Hoseok continued. "There was one particularly raunchy night they had. She so desperately wanted to be physical with him. But he never wanted to, not until she turned so he wouldn't hurt her. So he bit her, to get her feeling good, and performed oral sex on her. She begged him to feed from her, too. And...he did."

The room fell silent again, and they didn't need to continue the story for me to understand what happened.

"She didn't make it." I said, the realization weighing heavily on me.

"Jin got carried away. He was so aroused by her, and fueled with love that he didn't realize he was taking too much. By the time he was done, she was gone."

The anger I had earlier felt was no longer within me. I felt nothing but pity and sorrow for the angry brother-in-law that I had learned to forgive. I looked up at Yoongi, and I had never seen him so sad.

"Taehyung never forgave him." He explained. "Taehyung loved her. Obviously not romantically but they were very close. Very close."

"Is that why he his holding a grudge against Jin?"

"Yep."

"How long ago did this happen?"

"10 years ago?" Yoongi asked Hoseok.

"20." He replied. "But to Taehyung it is still fresh."

"So, what does this have to do with what happened today?"

"Jin taught her how to play the guitar." He replied, making the pit of my stomach feel like it would fall out of my ass.

"And her favorite song to play..."

"Wonderwall." I finished.

"Yep." Yoongi said.

Hoseok remained quiet as I processed this information. It all made so much sense. Why Jin was so hot and cold with me, why he always asked why I survived, even the way that Tae reacted to his brother.

Finally, I had to ask. "Is Tae ever going to forgive him?"

"Probably." Hoseok responded. "Over time."

I nodded, and I felt better now that I understood. Then another thought hit me. "That's why Taehyung didn't want to talk about it."

"Probably." Yoongi replied. "They were inseparable other than when she was with Jin. They were pretty close, the three of them. Taehyung and Seokjin were the closes pair of brothers I had ever known. Jin was devastated. It broke him to lose her."

"I can imagine...but he found Namjoon."

"This is true. And Jin told Namjoon about Phoebe. He knows how Jin felt about her."

"Is that her guitar in the music room?"

"Yes."

Poor Jin.

Seriously.

It all made sense now.

I can't imagine how I would feel if someone I loved died by my own hands. The devastation he must have felt, the guilt he must carry around with him.

I found myself shedding a tear for him.