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Burning. Hot, searing pain flows through my throat and I can barely breathe. I can smell oak and wet grass...coffee...and arousal? What? What the FUCK happened? I can feel that I'm on a soft bed...silky blankets lay under me and it's way too comfortable.

Wasn't I...dancing?

Why was I at the studio? Jimin and I got into an argument and I didn't want to go home...right...I went to the studio...and...now where am I?

In the distance I can hear faint voices. Jimin? I think I can hear Jimin...slowly I regain the feeling in all my limbs. A tingly sensation courses through my body as I attempt to move. Had it not be for my throat burning I'd say I feel great. Better than I ever have really.

"Baby?" I hear.

"Jimin?" I whisper in return.

"Open your eyes...can you do that for me?"

I focused on just my eye lids and finally I opened them. Everything seemed so clear...no more fuzzy edges and the touch of Jimin made me feel things...differently...love...arousal...passion. I was finally able to focus completely and Jimin's face came in to view.

I had the sudden and intese urge to kiss him...so I did. I gripped on to his shirt and pulled him to me pressing my lips against his. Immediately I felt my heart soar at the action. I felt a pull to him...that all the gravity on the earth was pushing me to him. His kiss was different too...he wasn't holding back. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I couldn't help but let out a moan...I wanted nothing more than for him to take me...the urge was so much more powerful now than it ever was. And just as I was about to pull him down on top of me I heard a throat clear.

He pulled away from me and looked me deep in the eyes. "Babygirl..." he whispered. "We need to talk."

I looked over to the front of the room and both Jin and Yoongi were sitting there with a very concerned look. It was then the burning came back to my throat and my hand reached up to grab at my neck.

"She's hungry." Yoongi muttered.

"What is this?" I croaked out.

"Here...drink this." Jin handed me a white Styrofoam cup with a red straw and a red lid.

"What is it?"

"Just drink it...it will take away the burn."

"How did..."

"Babygirl we will answer all your questions...but you need to drink that...all of it."

I nodded and pressed the straw to my lips and sucked. It was a sweet thick honey smoothy and it helped my throat so much. I sucked it all down licking my lips when I was done. I wanted more.

"Can I have more?"

"When we are done talking you can."

I nodded handing the cup back to Jin. "What happened? How did I get here?"

Jimin sat down next to me holding my hand lacing his fingers with mine. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"Umm...I remember being at the studio...going over the choreography."

"Do you remember why you were there?"

"Um...Jimin and Ifought?"

"Yes. Is there anything else?"

"No...did something happen?" I look down and my attire is completely different. I am wearing a form fitting long sleeved black dress that stopped just above my knees. I pulled the front out a bit and saw that I was wearing a black lace bra and felt through the thin dress that I was also wearing lace boyshorts. I never wear my lace panties if I'm dancing...they get ruined. But I don't remember changing.

"Hey...look at me."

I look up and see Jimin's warm brown eyes and I feel like I'm home. I feel in love...giddy and I can't help but to smile at him. I lean forward and kiss him softly and he returns the kiss. I have never felt this way before...I love him. I am in love with Park Jimin. Every little thing about him. He is everything...he is all I want out of life...I could die happy.

"I love you." I whisper. He swallows and gawks.

"What did you say?"

"I love you. I love you Park Jimin...I love you."

He engulfs me in a tight hug pulling me to his body hard...I can feel the muscles under his skin move and contract and it only turns me on more. His lips find mine sweeping me in a lustful passion filled kiss and I forget, once again, that there are two other people in the room.

"Guys...this is important." I hear Yoongi say.

Jimin pulls away, and I can feel that it takes all of his willpower to do so, especially since I still cling to him, needy and waiting. "He's right." He swallows. "We really need to talk."

"Can't we talk later?" I asked.

"As much as I want to say yes to that...no...we need to talk now."

I reluctantly let go of my grip on his shirt, only to see that I ripped it. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry Jimin." His chest was glistening and I could see his sculpted chest making my mouth water and my panties start to soak.

"Noona." Jin said.

"Noona?"

"It's a nickname...its what younger men call and older woman." Jimin explained. "It's a Korean thing."

I nodded. "Okay...I'm listening"

"Jimin." Jin said gesturing to me.

He stood up and crouched down in front of me so I had to look down at him.

"Something did happen at the studio...something horrible...and I'm so sorry, Noona. I'm so so so sorry...but I cant take it back."

"What happened?" I was starting to get nervous.

"You're not going to believe me...you're not going to believe us...it's going to sound like a joke...it's going to sound insane...but I need you to believe me."

I nodded and looked over at Jin and Yoongi. "Is everyone okay? Did someone..."

"No." Jin said interrupting the thought. "Everyone is fine, it's you we are worried about."

I look back at Jimin and nod.

"When you were at the studio...I was there too. I didn't know you were there because we were at opposite ends of the building but we were both there. I found you rehearsing and...I pinned you up against the mirror and I bit you and drank your blood."

He held both of my hands as I just stared at me. "What?" I asked my eyebrows coming together. "You bit me and drank my blood? Like a vampire?"

"I hate that word." I heard Yoongi mumble to Jin.

"Wait...are you serious?"

Jimin nodded. "You see...me and the guys...we...we are what modern day people call vampires. We were originally known as blood seekers but over the years the ledges changed and the culture adapted our kind as vampires."

I started to laugh. "You're telling me...that the 7 most famous people in the music industry are immortal blood suckers?"

He nodded. I continued to laugh until until tears started to come out of my eyes. "It's not funny." Jimin snapped lowly.

"That's just so absurd." I said coming down from my laughter. "Vampires aren't real...they are supernatural beings...that done exist."

Jimin let out the breath he was holding and hung his head looking at the floor. His hands still held mine tightly and I was starting to get annoyed. "No." He said. "They do...we do...you do." He said the last two words a little hesitantly.

"Me?" You're saying I'm a vampire?"

He nodded and as I looked to Jin and Yoongi they nodded solemnly as well.

"Prove it." I challenge them. If they thought I would fall for that...

But just then Jin held out the cup I had drank from. "Open it."

I eyed the cup suspiciously for a moment before getting loose from Jimin's grip and taking the cup with both hands. I immediately opened the top and looked in to the cup...and what I saw was unreal.

The bottom and sides of the cup were stained with scattered droplets of a thick deep read substance that I had never seen before. "What is that?"

"Blood."

I look up to Jimin with just my eyes as my body was frozen. I looked back down into the cup and I tilted my head unable to take my eyes off the scatter. "You're telling me...that I just drank blood?"

"Yes." He replied. "When you woke up...that burning feeling in your throat...it happens to everyone when they first turn...they need to drink within the first few hours of waking up or else they won't make it."

"Make what?" I asked finally tearing my eyes to him.

"They wont survive the turning process."

"Turning process..." I mumbled. And then it started to sink in. "Are...are you telling me that I was turned into a vampire?"

He nodded. "I'm so sorry...usually we would get consent from a human before doing that, but with the accident...I just...I..."

"You what?!" I shouted throwing the cup to the ground.

"I couldn't stop myself...I bit you...and once you bite someone its...its either you turn them or...or they die."

He looked up to me with is big brown warm eyes with such sadness...he felt bad...he felt really bad...holy shit. That...that's insane.

"Just because you gave me a thick red liquid to drink doesn't mean anything."

Just then Yoongi stood up. "Alright then." He walked over to me grabbing my hand. He pushed up the sleeve of my dress and then dug his nail into my skin...he dragged his nail down harshly causing a huge cut to open up my skin but to my surprise it was only minorly painful. When he pulled away I couldn't keep my eyes off of the open cut. It...was healing...it was actually healing. The skin fused back together and in an instant the cut was gone entirely. I froze again stairing at my forearm where there was not seconds ago an open wound...but it was gone. There wasn't even a scar.

Jimin reached up and gently pulled my sleeve back down covering the illusion I swear I was seeing.

This isn't real...this cant be real...but...I started to breath heavily. I looked up to Jimin and though I was so confused...looking into his eyes made everything better...made everything okay.

"Jimin..." I whispered. He jumped up and brought me into his arms as I teared up tucking my head into his neck. "What am I?"

"You're one of us now...you're part of our clan...our family."

I pulled back and wiped my tears as he searched my eyes. I sniffled twice and then cleared my throat with determination.

"I demand answers."