"Move the body to the gurney now! Ready? One, two- Shit!"

Jeongguk effortlessly rested the body of the man to the gurney, pressing a gloved hand with a towel on the pouring wound on his abdomen. He remains calm, unlike the other paramedics, who seems to be in too much panic and blaring orders to appear tough - but Jeongguk only focuses his energy on the wound human as they quickly rush to the ambulance.

A party gone wrong is what looks like he's facing with. Apparently by what he's heard from some traumatized teenagers is that a man with a gun came in, apparently from a gang who was looking for someone. Things went down hill from there. Many people got shot, someone jumped out of a window to escape, and the shooter shot themselves before the cops arrived.

It was just a disaster, and everyone is clearly a mess.

Everyone except Jeongguk.

Instead of being the one driving, he served in treating the wounded and getting them into an ambulance to leave the scene. No deaths - Well, or so Jeongguk didn't detect any future deaths from this event - but along the way there could be a decision that could be made to say otherwise.

However, with the minimal healing abilities he has to others, he was able to heal any severe wounds from the humans so to guarantee survival is for sure.

At least that's what he hopes.

Four whole hours of taking care of bleeding and traumatized individuals, by the time it was over Jeongguk reeked of blood and was unable to stand anymore hearing his other fellow paramedic coworkers whispering and mumbling about the horrors they just witnessed as they clocked out with him after their shower.

After that stressful night, filled of two days of barely any sleep, Jeongguk was finally on his way to go back home. Despite the lack of sleep, Jeongguk wasn't so tired as others would. When he was an angel, he use to be around the clock working on taking care of humans and record their actions to the big man.

That usually involves no sleep.

So this is really nothing to him. If anything, he misses working on something. Now he barely has anything to do besides when he has to work. He has been thinking on getting a new job because he damn well needs it.

No not because of rent, that's taken cared of.

"Hi bestie - Ew, you reek of blood."

Jeongguk purses his lips, checking his bare arms with wings tattoos on either arm and sniffs, his face coils a little, "Seems like the soap doesn't do much justice."

Jimin distastefully frowns, "Clearly. So, do you know Hyejin?"

"Your great great great granddaughter?"

"You forgot a few more greats, but yes!" Jimin smiles, "She is now pregnant! I think she's going to have a girl-"

"A boy."

"What?"

Jeongguk moves his eyes to him, "She's having a boy."

"How did you - Oh right, you use to be in that business," Jimin murmurs and snaps his fingers, squealing, "She's so happy! It makes me so happy and I know her family is going to be so enthu-"

Unintentionally Jeongguk's mind kinda blocked off Jimin's rant. Not because he wanted to, but because he knows Jimin is just faking this happiness because of how lonely and upset he is. He has to see his family reproduce, happy, living their life; and he's still here, watching them, unable to reach him or even stop the torture of not finding peace and living this never ending suffering.

It's sad, really sad.

But instead of calling him out on it, Jeongguk just listens to him as they walk, all the way until Jimin suddenly disappeared. Sometimes he either disappears because he wants to or because he has to serve his punishment. Usually the times he has to himself is when his relatives are sleeping, but seems like someone woke up.

Now walking on his own, Jeongguk began to think of what he could do after the days ahead for himself until Friday. He was thinking of stopping by his new neighbor and apologize for the misunderstanding the other night. Maybe Jeongguk was a little too rude staring in the first place, but don't get him wrong he just found the man's aura really unusual.

Not to mention the fact that Jeongguk couldn't really get a glimpse of this man's life. Usually since Jeongguk was an angel, he knew of faces and people's history with just a glance. This man's face was unrecognizable, so it was harder to tell anything about him.

This never happened with Jeongguk.

So he hopes to perhaps involve physical contact, such as a shake of a hand, and then he could get a little glimpse of this man.

Now thinking of a plan, Jeongguk just about turns the corner to enter his street but abruptly he was suddenly yanked to the side with a hand covering his mouth and another being a fence on his body to prevent him from escaping. It all flew by so quickly before Jeongguk's eyes where his back abruptly met the hard length of a tree.

His head was forced aside by the hair and something sharp abruptly sinks into the skin of his neck.

He was shocked.

No, not only shocked, but quite impressed. Usually when a demon takes on him out of no where, they're too detactable. After all Jeongguk is a fallen angel, his reflexes are stronger and sharper than of any demon.

But this is no demon.

He's sucking his blood.

And took Jeongguk by surprise to the point he didn't even notice it coming to him - or even give him the time to react.

Man, he was not in the mood to get his hands dirty tonight.

So he rolls his eyes and places a hand on the chest, but a choked gasp suddenly came out of his parted lip by the drip of high that entered his body. It's so bizarre and strange to explain, but his body suddenly began to feel numb and this good and pleasing sensation spread through every cell blossoming inside him.

This person is sucking his blood, and Jeongguk felt good about it.

Too good.

Shit.

The fingers curling his hair slowly unfurls his touch, letting Jeongguk's head drop back against the tree with a low hum. The hand found the other side of his neck, holding him upright, but Jeongguk found his fingers tugging the person closer by the collar of their hoodie with a little desperate whine to feel more of that toxin against his skin.

What is going on with him? He's never been this lustful for someone before!

It's like this man's teeth poured out this desire vile in him, unable to think of anything but of giving into it completely; like a hypnosis

What is this creature?

Wait... Lust.

Jeongguk is feeling Lust.

Lust.

Upon the realization, that was what snapped him to reality and he suddenly trails a hand upon the veiny neck of the person holding him down.

And squeezes.

It didn't take long for the creature to suddenly yelp, feeling Jeongguk's dark energy burning on his skin so brutally that they pulled back harshly from his neck. Jeongguk's vision is still blurred, only thing seeing is a pair of blood red eyes before it suddenly disappears.

Leaving Jeongguk here alone, chuckling to himself to a fucking horrible day.

Whatever that thing was, it definitely learned its lesson now.

But now it left Jungkook confused.

What was that thing?

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A/N:
Hey lovelies!

So this story isn't officially out yet, but I wrote this and another chapter a while ago so I wanted to gift you with it before the story becomes official :)

I PURPLE YOU! <333