Dear lord look at his...light stick. It's such in good shape.

Anyways, in this imagine I made y'all into a vampire. I'm telling you it's the horror movies that give me ideas😅. Plus this imagine is a bit longer so enjoy!
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Every year or so you move to a different city. There were moments when you couldn't handle the thirst and just break down, turning you into an evil monster. You wish you could be a normal human but sadly that's just not happening.

"You dare not to set a foot out of the perimeter. Do you understand?", your father asked as he placed your bags onto your new apartment floor.

You hated being your own prisoner. You've always wanted to feel the hot sun on your skin..but that can only happen if you had a death wish.

Your father left you in your darkness to find something for you to feed on. Your legs dangle from your window as you admired the cold night. You felt like you were suffocating in your room so you climb out of your window and wander along.

You placed yourself on a bench, sighing. Your stomach began to gurgle, causing you to hold your stomach as you felt pain. You haven't had a meal in three days. You've been trying to train yourself not to jump on any living thing that you first see, no matter how delicious they look.

"You're so useless!"

You heard yelling from the apartment behind you. When you looked back, a young man came out, anger fuming through his body as he walked. You looked down and tried to contain your hunger. When you glanced over at him, head still hanging low, he muttered a few words as he looked in front of him. You notice his chiseled jaw line, shaggy light brown hair, and his posture. Once he looked over at you, you quickly shifted your gaze away.

"What are you doing out here? Aren't you cold?", he asked you, noticing you didn't have a jacket on.

You lightly shook your head. He sat down next to you and sighed.

"Tough day or something?", he asked.

You kept your mouth shut. You felt like if you opened your mouth, instead of words coming out, you'd rip him to shreds.

"..alright. I get it", he said, turning back what he was looking at.

You wondered why he was still sitting there. Most people tend to tell you that you were weird.

"..what about you?..tough day?..I heard yelling", you mumbled, glancing over at him.

"It's..Whatever..life I guess", he shrugged his shoulders.

You brought your knees up to wrap your arms around them. You can see the guy staring at your feet. You didn't like wearing shoes. They made you uncomfortable...just like how you are now. You covered your feet with your hands and stared at the floor.

"So..did you just move in? I've never seen you around here", he said, looking away.

"..yeah..", you answered.

"Hm..well..welcome", he said.

"..thanks", you mumbled.

He softly smiled at you before heading back to his own apartment. No one has ever talked to you for that long.

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Your father brought back a gallon filled with red liquid. You didn't hesitate to pick up the gallon and start drinking it. Finally, you're thirst and hunger subsided. You had to wash off the blood that dropped from the sides of your mouth.

"You left the perimeter, didn't you?", your father asked.

Your eyes dropped down to the sink. You had disobeyed your father yet again. But this time you thought you'd get away with it. You slowly turned around to face your father.

"You left footprints on the carpet", he said.

"..I'm so-", you weren't able to finish your sentence as your father slapped you across the face.

"Go to your room", he demanded.

You had to keep your head hanging low because whenever you disappoint your father and he gets this way, he has to feel at power.

~~~

The next night, your father once again went out but this time not for you. He had to take care of business.

You weren't actually gonna listen to your father and stay in your room. You had to get out to breathe at least.

You placed yourself on the same bench you were sitting on last night. You felt much better now that you had a meal. You get to focus on the things around you.

"Hey."

You turned to see the same guy from last night. He sat down on the bench and rested his back against it. It was silent for a few seconds until he glanced over at you and noticed a bruise on your cheek.

"What happened?", he asked.

You touched your cheek and lightly chuckled.

"..life..I guess", you said.

"Life huh? That's happened to me before. Life sucks", he chuckled.

Silence once again took over. He started kicking a few rocks to keep him busy.

"I'm Jimin by the way. What's your name?", he asked.

"..(y/n)", you answered.

He nodded and smiled at you. For some reason, you never had a reason to smile. But seeing his was contagious. Another few minutes of silence, he spoke again.

"Wanna see something?", he asked.

~~~

You were following Jimin as he took you somewhere. You had no idea where he was taking you but it's better than staying in your room.

"You sure you don't want my shoes?", he asked.

"I..don't really like wearing shoes", you answered.

He abruptly stopped walking, causing you to almost bump into him.

"Look up", he said.

As you did, you notice the stars were bright. Your father never took you anywhere or even let you go anywhere that showed so much beauty.

"I come here to escape..life. Maybe you should come here too. It helps a lot", he said.

You sighed as you admired the view. Happiness was never one of your moods. You didn't even know what that felt like.

"You know, you're strange....but I like it", he smiled down at you.

~~~

It's been a few months since you moved into the apartment. You and Jimin have gotten closer. So close that you've adapted feelings for him. Creatures like you aren't allowed to even mention the word love.

Jimin has already gotten used to your timidity. He teaches you things that you never experienced before. There were a few times you tried to explain what you were but always dismissed it.

"One dance. I promise you its not that bad", Jimin kept begging.

"I don't even know what to do", you mumbled.

"I'll show you", he smiled and grabbed your hand.

He had placed your arms around his neck while placing his on your waist. You kept looking down so you won't make a mistake.

"Step on my shoes", he said.

"..but-", you stuttered as you looked down at your disgusting feet.

Out of no where, he picked you up and placed you down so your feet could be on his. He swayed for a while, not keeping his eyes off yours. You notice him glancing down at your lips. Before he did anything, you lightly push him away.

"..I'm sorry. I didn't mean-..sorry", he said.

"It's not that..I just can't...there are things you don't know..things you might not understand..and I feel like if I tell you..you'll run off", you mumbled.

"Hey. There's nothing that you can say that'll make me run off. I promise", he whispered as he held both of your cheeks.

"I..I-", you were cut off by your father storming into the apartment, freezing as he saw Jimin.

"What is this boy doing in the house?", your father asked.

"He's..just visiting", you answered.

"You know there is no one allowed in here. Have you disobeyed your father again?", he asked, stepping closer.

You were tired of your father always telling you what to do, treating you like a little kid. Everyday he tells you not to leave the apartment and to not talk to anyone. You couldn't take it anymore. Your anger took over.

You don't even remember but you were already covered in blood. Your father was on the ground, bleeding to death. You were breathing heavily.

Then you remembered Jimin was still there. You turned around and noticed him leaning against the wall.

"I-I think you should go..and never return..I'm dangerous", you stuttered nervously.

He had pushed himself off the wall and slowly walked towards you. His hands hesitantly made their way on your cheeks, slightly removing the blood away. He looked into your eyes before leaning down, connecting his lips with yours, another thing you've never experienced.
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Part 2 coming soon!
I combined many movies into this imagine. I actually kinda like it😅