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"Choose. Your friends or that bloody vampire."

How could he choose between them? It was like, choosing between breathing and living. They're both related to each other and he won't be able to survive without any one of them.

"How can I...?"

"Why can you not, sweetheart?"

The wind blew, turning the leaves over whilst still on the trees. It was a quick action and Taehyung was standing in front of them with a whoosh!

"You-" Jungkook opened his mouth.

"Yes, I had to come here myself since you were taking so long." his hands were rested behind his back in a firm fold.

"Are you supposed to interfere with the game like this?!" Jungkook crossed his hands in front of his chest, feeling dumb.

"I am not! But am I interfering? Think about it again." he was smiling the whole time. Just typical Taehyung!

"Huh?"

There was something really mind bending about what Taehyung said.

"You might want to speed up with making the decision. The clock is ticking away and your father..." he didn't finish his sentence, leaving Jungkook curious as well as anxious.

"What? What about him?" he was reminded of the phone booth again. What if, some of it was true and his father really was going to be recovered?

"He has told you to come back, has he not?"

"How do I believe that it's true? I simply don't trust this world anymore and your weird games make it worse."

"Do not listen to him." it was Taehyung's voice, coming from far away.

What in the world...?

"Huh?!" the same shock was seen on Jungkook's face too, after he saw another person, who looked exactly like Taehyung, standing not too far away from them.

He quickly yet gracefully stepped towards them with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

"What the..." Jimin silently exclaimed beside Jungkook.

"Who are you?! How is this possible?" Jungkook travelled his eyes back and forth to look at both of them.

Was one not enough to blow their minds that now there were two of them? They looked exactly the same.

The same, half slicked back, smooth hair falling over his forehead, sharp glimmering eyes and a sly smile on his flawless face. The same shades of white and black covered his body, complimenting his dignified posture.

"You must be kidding me?" The Taehyung who was formerly standing in front of Jungkook came forward, facing the other Taehyung.

It was already stressful enough for Jungkook who couldn't decide whether to stay or leave and now there was another problem at hand.

"No, you both must be fucking kidding with me, 'cause what the heck?" Jungkook let out, frustrated.

"Do not listen to him, sweetheart, you can recognize me, can you not?"

For a second, Jungkook was deep in thoughts, looking at both of them, one by one.

"Are you trying to lure me with the nickname?" he scoffed after pondering over it.

"Pay him no mind." the other one spoke up while he glanced at Jungkook and then turned back to the other, "how can he possibly recognize the real one? You have done a very fantastic job in disguising as me."

"Goddamn! It's giving me a headache. I'm outta here." Jimin was the first one to walk away like he didn't give a damn about what was happening.

Jungkook didn't give a single damn either. He ignored him, guessing that they were probably not his real friends and all of this was just a trap.

Anything was possible!

"Look at me, sweetheart, I am very confident that you can recognize me very easily. You have spent a lot of time with me. Come here, you can also touch me and see for yourself."

Jungkook looked at him with suspicious eyes.

What need did Taehyung have to be desperately proving himself?

"Alright! If you're going that far, let me take a proper look." he said as he moved closer.

"Jungkook! Do not-" the other was quick to speak up, not leaving his ground.

"Let me," however, Jungkook's voice was soft, relaxed even.

It seemed like, he already had a plan in mind.

"Sure, come here." the previous one smiled as he watched Jungkook coming closer with each step.

The way their eyes were fixed on each other, and the way Jungkook didn't hesitate for even a moment, truly was stressful for everyone present there.

He walked straight towards him, leaving a few inches in between them when he finally stopped. He was observing the vampire's face for a clue or just anything.

"Do you see it now, hm?" Taehyung said in a small voice, smiling as he guided Jungkook's hands to his face.

Jungkook touched him, gently cupping his face in his hands. The feeling was foreign but something still felt familiar.

He stepped back at once.

"What happened?"

"You had your chance." then he turned to the other Taehyung, "now, let him have his own."

The one Jungkook was talking about clearly stiffened at his words.

"Are you ready?" Jungkook slowly inched closer towards him, looking into his eyes but the vampire showed no signs of either moving away or speaking up.

Jungkook's eyes wandered around on his face, fixating on his eyes at the end.

"Okay, do you think I can have a day or two worth of time, so I can decide?" he stepped back once again.

"Speak clearly," one of them asked.

"Just... looking at you is not enough. Don't I deserve more time to observe each one of you?" Jungkook put his suggestion out for everyone to hear.

"If you think so, alright, I can give you twenty-four hours."

"Who the heck are you to decide alone? You didn't ask me!" the other vampire said, offended. His voice was filled with authority.

"I believe that this is the perfect decision."

"Perfect?" he scoffed, "okay, let us see this through."

"Stop arguing already. If you're done, let's go?" Jungkook looked back at the one who was the second one he observed.

"Why? Why not me? You touched my face first, you should be choosing me first too."

"But I think this one is more suspicious, I will observe him first." Jungkook didn't listen to him and stood firm on his decision.

"I feel like I'm watching a movie. What's all this drama?!" Jin commented, after being silent for a long time.

"Hyung, this whole thing is a drama, I don't expect any less from this game anymore!" Jungkook agreed.

"You're right. So, I think we will go back to the mansion now since you will need two more days to decide." Hobi sighed and they bid their goodbyes.

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Everything was silent. The wind didn't disturb the curtains enough for them to move. Not even the insects dared to chirp around and stir the calm atmosphere.

"Are you just going to sit there?" Taehyung, the one Jungkook chose to spend time with first, asked in surprise but his face was still stiff.

"Um, what else am I supposed to do?" he answered nonchalantly, playing with the pillow on the bed.

"Overconfidence can make you drop down on your knees. Be careful."

"You don't need to care for me though?" his words were sharp, "why do you care if I scrap my knee or go flying down the abyss to meet my death? I'll have to choose between staying here or leaving for better in the end. Choosing who is the real Kim Taehyung is just the part of this game."

He acted like he wasn't concerned and he didn't care if he was successful in recognizing the real Taehyung or not. In fact, he was acting rather distant.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Why?"

"For pushing you away," Taehyung turned his head away, still sitting on his sofa chair.

Jungkook sighed, throwing the pillow back on the bed, "does it really matter? Does it matter to you?" he asked with the softest voice he could manage.

"Of course it does." he looked back at Jungkook, catching him off guard.

"Hah!" in response, Jungkook only laughed, shaking his head, "do you have a bipolar disorder? Or split personality disorder?"

Taehyung didn't have an answer for that. He stayed quiet, accepting the mockery.

"Just go to sleep!" Jungkook said curtly, lying down on the bed after he glnaced outside the window.

It was already dark but the moon was missing. The trees looked scary instead of lively and the insects were now slowly making their presence known.

A long sigh left Taehyung's mouth as he slowly made his way to the bed.

The old wood creaked when he sat on the soft mattress, not facing Jungkook and lied down without looking at him.

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"Taehyung? It's cold," Jungkook's eyes were closed, not prepared to open them yet. He wanted to keep sleeping.

"Mhm?" a voice whispered back, right in front of his face.

"I'm cold," he repeated once more, opening his eyes to find Taehyung looking at him.

"Where do you feel cold?" Taehyung asked, looking fresh as ever.

Was he not asleep just now?

And why was he asking such a stupid question?

"What do you mean where? I'm cold, give me something more to cover up." now he was more awake, thanks to Taehyung's silly question.

"Are your hands cold?" he scooted closer, taking his hands and putting them in between their chest where it felt warmer. Their fingers were intertwined.

"Do your feet feel cold?" Taehyung's own feet touched Jungkook's colder ones as he started to rub them together.

What was happening?

"W-what are you doing? Just give me an extra blanket." Jungkook wanted to move away but couldn't.

"Can the blanket do this?" the older made sure to keep his voice soft and low, lessening the nervousness of Jungkook.

Then, he brought their clasped hands to his mouth, closely blowing onto Jungkook's fingers.

He shivered at the sudden warm breath tickling his skin. He felt it all over his body, the goosebumps were the proof.

Wait! Why was his breath warm?

"Why is it warm?!" he couldn't help but ask right away.

"It is usually cold but that does not mean I can not make it warmer for you, sweetheart." he smiled for the first time since they had put their feet in the room.

"You- you!!" Jungkook was flustered, it was more than obvious.

"Yes?"

"You're doing it again." he closed his eyes, saving himself from tearing up.

"Doing what?"

"Don't pretend to be innocent! You're... talking like that again. You're so gentle and you're tempting me." he whispered, all while his eyes were shut closed.

"That was not my intention," Taehyung defended himself.

"Oh, really?" Jungkook opened his eyes at those words, "fine! I'm going back to sleep then."

"Have sweet dreams!" Taehyung caressed his fingers with his own as he waited for Jungkook to fall asleep again.

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"Ugh! Tae- stop, I... if you do this-"

A dream? Jungkook felt like everything was messing with his head. Something was wrong.

"Do you not like it?" Taehyung stopped to look at his face, hands still holding Jungkook's wrists on the bed, unmoving.

"No... no! I just-" he groaned, mouth agape as he huffed, "if you keep this up, I won't be able to hold it in."

"You do not have to, darling." he didn't speak further and went back to pampering Jungkook's skin with small kisses. His touch was cold but the shivers Jungkook felt on his body was not solely because of that.

When did Jungkook find himself on the bed with his chest bare? When did Taehyung get on top of him? How did this happen?

He was positive that he went back to sleep not long ago! He wasn't feeling cold anymore but what was the meaning of having such a dream again?

Shouldn't he stop himself from getting carried away like that? He should wake up!

But then, it was just a dream. It should be alright if it was a dream, right?

It must have been because of Taehyung's behaviour just before he went to sleep. Yes, that must be it!

A part of him knew, that it wasn't really alright to do it even if it was a dream but the more he looked at Taehyung's shining eyes, the more he wanted to keep going.

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*evil laughter* what's gonna happen now?
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