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Depiction of Mature Content;

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻

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(In Jeon Jungkook's Bedroom, later at night)

"I know that you see me
Time's gone by
Spent my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights~" Jimin drunkenly giggled the song out while holding Jungkook's phone in his hand like a microphone, jumping all over Jungkook's bed with his barefeet. Messing the whole surface of bedsheets.

Being in a black sheer lace cropped top over the matching underwear. Revealing his whole legs all the way up to his (almost) ass cheeks.

His thin lace shoulder strap rolled down from one side. Revealing half of his chest too.

Han casually opened the door of Jungkook's bedroom with some clean towels to place in Jungkook's bathroom, but his breath hitched as he found Jimin dancing all over Jungkook's bed.

"I thought, I tucked you in your bed..." Han whisperedly yelled at Jimin.

Han heard someone's clearing his throat behind him and abruptly turned to found Jungkook in his black robe and pajamas, making Han to abruptly bow.

"I sincerely apologize for this, My Sire" Han started and Jungkook just pushed passed Han to open the bedroom's door wide open.

"Try to own it!
But I'm alright!
You can't take my soul without a fucking fight, oh~"

Jungkook witnessed Jimin jumping on his bed being out of breath and drunk dancing. Holding a huge chunk of vanilla pastry in his hand and his pouty lips frosted along with the dessert.

"Baby Butterfly... let's go back to bed" Han started while trying to grab Jimin from the bed, being on the floor since he obviously couldn't climb Jungkook's bed to grip onto Jimin.

Jungkook just snickered as Jimin sticked his tongue out at Han and fell onto Jungkook, wrapping his hands around Jungkook's neck.

"My pretty Sire!" Jimin exclaimed as Jungkook managed to catch Jimin in the air, almost like a bridal style.

"My pretty baby" Jungkook announced back while spanking Jimin's (almost naked) hips twice with his huge hand having his black crystal chain wrapped around his finger as Jimin hid his face onto Jungkook's shoulder, away from Han.

"I can't sleep... I want to sleep with my pretty Sire" Jimin complained with a drunk pout.

"It is for sure, you aren't taking that drink ever again in your life" Jungkook noted while properly collecting Jimin's hips and making Jimin's legs wrap around his abdomen, while, Jimin kept his face rested on Jungkook's shoulder. Sleepy already.

"Why?" Jimin pouted.

Gesturing Han to leave with his eyes, Jungkook managed to unwrapped his robe to take it off and reveal his clothless back tattooed all the way by that 'Black Vicious Dragon'.

"We don't quite ask 'Why?' To Sire, do we?" Jungkook stated while wiping the vanilla frosting off Jimin's lips with a clean napkin.

Han bowed and left while closing the door after him.

"Nope, we don't" Jimin shook his head in denial tipsily. "Because you are scary" Jimin whispered into Jungkook's ear and Jungkook laughed.

"I appreciate that, love" Jungkook untangled his black crystal chain off his hand and placed it on his nightstand. Keeping Jimin secured to him by his one hand, he switched off the lights and tucked Jimin in his bed gently before him.

"Now, go to sleep. No more games, no more sweets" Jungkook added while pecking Jimin's cheek and covering Jimin by the bedsheets but Jimin kicked the sheets away by his beautiful naked legs with a chuckle.

Jungkook processed a raised eyebrow but Jimin just giggled, making Jungkook to lay down beside Jimin who grabbed Jungkook's one arm to make it be his pillow.

Staring at Jungkook with a cute shy but innocent smile. "Close the pretty eyes, baby" Jungkook whispered in a hush voice.

"I love you" Jimin whispered back instead while caressing Jungkook's cheek softly. Without any smiles or drunk giggles. Only with his genuine heart eyes staring back into Jungkook's sharp evil-looking ones.

"You do?" Jungkook whispered back playfully and Jimin nodded while caressing Jungkook's collarbone with a sad simper.

"I love to be loved..." Jungkook shrugged casually. "But only by my baby Butterfly" Jungkook assured caressing Jimin's blonde hair off Jimin's eyes and Jimin processed a smile, turning his beautiful eyes into Crescents.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck and pulled the latter on him as a hug but Jungkook didn't press his weight on Jimin completely. As if Jimin was made of glass.

Jimin knew this love was going to fuck him more than the drugs aching his head at the moment. But, Jungkook's cologne which Jimin inhaled onto felt like a pain reliever. The mild weight Jungkook had pressed onto Jimin was making Jimin feel some sort of growling bubbles into his stomach.

Jungkook's hand placed around Jimin's naked waist, the touch was so fondling but Jimin was feeling a sudden rush of blood in his vessels, carrying all of his blood away from his heart like a giant wave.

Jimin hadn't discovered his libido yet And now, he was restless by heart and body both, didn't know what was so wrong within him. But, he kept his face rested on Jungkook's shoulder.

Jungkook began gently scratching the skin of Jimin's smooth thigh all the way upto his revealed hips' cheek with his fingers and Jimin's body began to grew weak.

The massage was just to make Jimin fell asleep but... Something was wrong with Jimin. Something was definitely wrong. Everything was wrong with his virgin body.

The Sexual Tension.

But, Jimin didn't know what it was.

It was weird, he was kind of panting as he breathed into Jungkook's embrace. Tightening the hug even more. Grasping on Jungkook's skin. And it felt so exciting and so wrong at the same time.

Jimin suddenly let go of Jungkook as he broke the hug abruptly and turned to his other side.

"G-Good night, my pretty Sire" Jimin breathed out without looking at Jungkook. Patting the sweat away from his neck and forehead.

"Good night, my pretty doll" Jungkook soothingly assured but didn't let him go. He grabbed Jimin by his waist and spooned him from behind. Though, Jungkook pecked Jimin's cheek and kept fondling Jimin's skin with his thumb on Jimin's waist still as he slowly close his eyes to sleep.

Making Jimin to gulp with his eyes wide open and awake.

Jungkook's caress on Jimin's stomach gradually slowed down as he began to fall into deep slumber.

But his arm around Jimin was still there. Why? Why his Sire's touch began to feel different all of the sudden? What was happening to him? What was wrong with his body? With him. Within him.

Jimin could listen Jungkook's peaceful breath as he was sleeping.

Jimin carefully turned back to his other side to be face to face with Jungkook again. But now, the latter was sleeping.

Jimin was just there watching him sleep being in his arms.

Jimin gulped and hesitantly grabbed Jungkook's arm placed on his waist and pull it more, making Jungkook hug him closer. Even closer that their eyelashes could touch each other.

When he was facing him, too close from his face, Jimin touched his jet black hair softly.

What was happening?

Why suddenly Jungkook was smelling so good without any shirt on to Jimin. His body odor was so attracting and clean. Maybe, Jimin was just drunk but as if he was developing this sudden drive.

Jimin caressed Jungkook's black painted nails, up from Jungkook's veiny back of the hand with just two fingers. Softly.

When Jimin traced his smol soft fingers up to Jungkook's manly biceps and further up to his shoulder and casually glanced at Jungkook's face, to find his Sire's eyes staring at him back sharply under the darkness of the room.

Anyone could die out of terror at that moment with that man being that close staring deep back like that. But, for Jimin his Sire was the most beautiful person on earth.

Jimin just traced his soft fingers on Jungkook's side face, tracing his soft touch all around Jungkook's glistening eye but Jungkook didn't blink his eyes.

Jimin just lifted his face a little to hover Jungkook's lips and Jungkook looked down at Jimin's lips expressionlessly.

But, Jimin carried his lips ahead to Jungkook's ear and pecked his earlobe, before he whispered; "Good night, my flower-like beautiful Sire" Jimin whispered into his ear.

Jungkook's sharp seriously dangerous looking face broke into a wide simper, relieved. As if he was expecting something else. The way he drew the air out from his mouth, Jungkook, indeed was expecting something.

"Good night, love" He assured and Jimin's heart ached like how it aches on thunderstorms and rain but it was a beautiful feeling.

Atleast, that's what Jimin thought.

Jimin abruptly sit up from Jungkook's bed and without saying anything further he walked away, making Jungkook to remain in bed until Jimin left his room.

Jungkook sit up and stared at the now closed door of his bedroom.

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Then, Jimin was there sobbing. Hugging his knees by his pink quartz crystalled bathtub in his all crystal black bathroom.

He, himself didn't know why.

While, Han was leaned outside of the bathroom wall, listening to Jimin's sobs. As if he wasn't allowed to step into Jimin's bedroom at nights.

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The Next Morning.

Jihyun was crouched down on a floor, washing clothes by hands and brush in a plastic tub, his jet black hair tucked by a purple bandanna when he was wearing a white T-shirt over his blue jeans.

He was at the back of an open sky, old traditional looking restaurant which was too small. Connected to an old house's interior where Jihyun was.

"What on earth is this?" A lady around in her 40's, having a white skincare facemask sheet on with pink rollers stuck in her hair, demandingly asked, while tapping her foot on the ground by Jihyun who looked up to find her holding a jar filled with some money and coins.

"You said, you had no money!" The lady yelled at him while crashing the jar right beside Jihyun on the floor. "When I told you to give me money you said you didn't have it!" She complained while resting her hands on her waist.

"Aunt Hee-Sun..." Jihyun tried to explain while standing from the floor. "That's my savings for the semester. I have paid you for this month already..."

"Now he is talking back, I see..." She tsked dramatically. "I wish I would have talked back when I found you on my doorstep crying in a dirty bin! I raised you for 21 years and now you have got enough tongue to talk back!?" She yelled at him.

Jihyun just sighed as he started collecting the money from the ground.

"Your mother didn't took a second and when my brother died she left you on my door and ran away with another charmer! I knew she was a bitch" She hissed while snatching all of the money from Jihyun. Even the coins.

"That's for my fee..." Jihyun tried. "Why don't you ask for money from your own son? He is older than me and doesn't even work. I already pay my rent even when you own this place, while he does nothing" Jihyun complained.

"I never went to a university, am I not running this restaurant?! You won't die if you won't study. And, who told you to do acting stuff and go to that university? It is only for rich people, not for a begger like you. My daughter and I need an important hair treatment and wouldn't you pay for groceries?!"

"I earned that money with nightshifts for my school"

"If you have enough issues then get out of my house, the door is open" She scoffed while pointing at the open wide two doored exit of that rusty house and Jihyun just looked down. "Guess, you are staying, Go and clean the tables, customers are pissed on your service" She ordered and turned to walk away with the money, counting it.

"Aunt Hee, please don't do this... I will work extra in the restaurant, just return my fee" Jihyun begged but she walked away. "Aunt Hee...?!" Jihyun called after but she just slammed the door shut as she left.

Aunt Hee-Sun's son aka Jihyun's older cousin yawned boringly as he walked upto Jihyun and took off his shirt to toss it into Jihyun's small plastic tub of water and clothes.

"Here, wash this too" He ordered lazily while walking away too.

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Han walked into Jimin's bedroom as the morning broke into the new day. Carrying that silver rectangular box again.

Han placed the box on Jimin's dresser gently and drew the curtains back to make Jimin whine in his sleep over the sunlight engulfing the latter's face.

He was still in his black laced underwear with the matching top, flushed in the black silk bedsheets. All alone.

Han looked at Jimin's puffy face as if he did cry the whole night.

Han sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh and opened that silver case to take out that glassed bottle of reddish liquid and a new syringe with his clean gloved hands. Making the injection in a snail pace.

Han raised his hand to inject Jimin gently with it but then just sighed and placed the injection back in the case.

Staring at it for a good minute, he then looked at Jimin who was sleeping peacefully curled like a small baby.

Han, hesitantly picked that injection again to raise it and touch it on Jimin's arm but then squeezed close his eyes with a sigh and raised the injection away from Jimin's skin.

Staring down to that injection for a deep minute, Han looked up at the silver digital trashbin of Jimin's room.

Han looked at the open door of Jimin's room and abruptly slided down from the bed to began drawing that liquid out into the trashcan in the speed of light. Wasting the injection into the trash while looking around.

He almost wasted half of that syringe' liquid until he heard Jimin's bathroom's door being opened and Han froze with his wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" Han heard Jungkook's voice and his skin left his pigment.

"Drawing the air out, My Sire" Han controlled his terror with a calm pulse as he pretended to leak the air out from the injection who still had the liquid halfway.

Han just came back to Jimin's bed with that syringe and with a gulped began injecting Jimin with it while Jungkook just watched him while ruffling his wet hair with a clean towel being in a silk black robe.

The sweat on Han's forehead was visible but God knew how Jungkook ended up in Jimin's bathroom. Then, Han eyed Jimin's bed and it was messy from the other side too, indicating that Jungkook indeed came to Jimin's room last night to sleep with him. Even when Jimin clearly decided to not sleep with him last night, Jungkook didn't give up.

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"Carter! Carter!" Oliver yelled infront of an older man who looked at the closed coffin infront of him.

"He slaughtered our brother like a hanging pig" Oliver stressed upon the statement with his teary eyes and the corner of his lips bruised.

"He killed our brother and you came back like this?" That older man demanded an answer as he looked down at the pale corpse of Elias resting in the coffin. Caressing Elias forehead gently.

"It's no longer a matter of business anymore, big brother. He should learn the price of a life and as far as I have known he already has a weakness" Oliver emphasized.

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Jimin practically jumped down from those fancy staircase of Jungkook's mansion, had worn a white sparkling tunnel top over dark blue jeans' capri pants. With no shoes on and just a silver chain around his right ankle dangling a badge of 'The Butterfly'.

"Sire?" Jimin called, carrying a yellow roses tiara. "My pretty Sire?" Jimin cooed, keeping the tiara up in the air with a wide smile.

Guess, he was back to his own self as the last night's inebriation left his mind.

Making those huge queue of men dressed in black suits to bow to him as Jimin rushed down, almost twirling on his toes and dancing down the staircase like a butterfly.

Reaching the living room to find Mrs. Jeon instead, leaned rested on her couch chair, having round pieces of cucumber on her closed eyes, with a sheet face mask on while a woman was filing her nails.

Looking into her deep slumber until Jimin made a thinking hard face while looking at her.

He tiptoed towards the kitchen, basically it was just a kitchenette only for Jimin.

He came back with an empty huge glassed jar and tossed it to the floor with all of his might, making a loud harsh glass-shattering voice to erupt the whole hall.

"Oh! Fuck!" Mrs. Jeon exclaimed as a scream while abruptly sitting up and one of those cucumber slice fell down from her one open ice-blue eye.

"Good morning, mommy" Jimin happily greeted and Mrs. Jeon just made a confused sleepy face with her one eye looking at Jimin.

"It's afternoon, Jungkook's experiment 626" She scoffed.

"Butterfly's afternoon is his morning. Where is my pretty Sire? It's monday, he will take me out on dinner tonight" Jimin chimed, sounding and looking so happy.

"Yeah, go to your daddy and leave me alone" She requested with an unamused smile.

"Come on, stop being so lazy. I tried to make your wish come true of wearing a black dress on a funeral. Since older people likely have high chances of dying due to loud noises but... Guess, I have to make more effort next time," Jimin thought out loud with a concern pout until Mrs. Jeon just took her slipper off, making Jimin to run away with a chuckle.

"This brat..." Mrs. Jeon tsked while tossing her slipper away towards Jimin who dodged it as he ran out of the hall.

"Hana?!" Jimin exclaimed with a hitched breath as he found the latter in a hall walking towards him until he noticed Jimin and abruptly turned his walking direction back around to begin running away.

Until, he was caught by Jimin who grabbed Han's shirt from the both sides of his waist. "Got you" Jimin announced.

"No" Han denied before Jimin could demand something.

"Why not? I am bored. Let's play truth or dare" Jimin demanded with a pout.

"Yeah, so that when I chose dare you ask me to spank Mr. Kim Taehyung? No" Han processed an unamused face.

"Then hide and seek?"

"Yeah, so you that you escape the house while playing and get Hana killed?" Han mimicked Jimin's excited tone.

"You aren't playing with me?" Jimin demandingly asked with a frown and crossed arms.

"No"

"Fine..." Jimin decided with his keen eyes before he; "SIRE?!" Jimin screamed with the top of his lungs and even the men around the hall passed each other a side eye before walking away a little...

"NO, NO... fine, geez! I'm playing" Han abruptly grabbed Jimin's mouth.

"Hide and seek" Jimin ordered with a firm pout. "Count till fifty"

"Fifty?!" Han complained.

"Hana, Cover your eyes" Jimin noted in the process of escaping but got bumped into someone.

"Wow... wow... bubbles, easy" Taehyung complained as he spilled his smoothie on his own dress shirt. "Have you seen my phone anywhere?" Taehyung asked him.

"Yeah, last time I shoved it into your ass. Let me check" Jimin replied while grabbing Taehyung's waistband to check genuinely until Taehyung pulled away, protecting his ass with his arms.

"I have never felt this attacked by a baby in my whole life, go and play. That's why I don't often visit this house" Taehyung commented to himself as he chose to walk away and Jimin laughed while running away.

Jimin climbed the circular wide royal staircase up again, rushingly, to hide but found Jungkook walking down the same staircase.

"Easy, Butterfly" Jungkook noted casually and Jimin just jogged up the stairs passed Jungkook with a giggle but then paused and took a step down to place that tiara he was holding on Jungkook's head and pecked Jungkook's cheek with much force before he jogged up the staircase.

Making Jungkook to watch him go.

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Jimin being a clever being went to the different staircase of the mansion to climb down back on the floor he was where before, tricking Han.

Tiptoe-ing back to the living room, he went into the kitchen and crawled into a pantry closet to hide on his knees.

"But we are all the way around back to this conversation..."

Jimin heard Mrs. Jeon scolding someone.

"I won't get married" Jungkook emphasized.

Now, Jimin knew to whom she was ranting on.

"Jungkook, it is time, you have to get married anyhow"

"I won't get married" Jimin's Sire repeated and Jimin's happy smile died down.

"Everyone wants to see their crown prince Wyvern" Jane emphasized.

"Jimin is my crown prince" Jimin heard Jungkook's reply.

"Jimin is just..." She started but then just sighed.

"Just what?" Jungkook demanded an answer.

"Jimin is just here because you wanted to keep him and when you did, it was decided that he is just one of your pets you are too fond of, not a heir. The ceremony was just to secure your promise you made to his father against The Faceless" She stated and Jimin just listened.

"Aunt Jane, this is going too far" Taehyung interrupted in.

"It is better to be said. I love Jimin too, he is dear to my heart too but nobody is happy about how you are letting him have a Wyvern tattoo even when nobody can dare to have so until you are alive"

"You want me to feel bad and then somehow agree to whatever bullshit you want from me to do a.k.a a marriage with someone I will be forced to have sex with" Jungkook casually snickered while picking a book from the shelf. "Let me tell you a thing, woman. I can have someone bear my child without having sex with that person or a marriage. So, don't worry. I will let that medical process happen when I will feel like it" Jungkook replied with a fake smile and Mrs. Jeon had a frown until Taehyung stated;

"He is talking about intrauterine insemination or in-vitro fertilization"

"What about a ritual wedding? Yes, I am being an asian mother and I want to see your wedding. I want to see a proposal, a marriage, love, a daughter-in-law or son-in-law who you can touch" She complained.

"The only human he likes to touch or likes to be touched is Jimin. He is already brawling to be your spouse since he was a baby toodler" Taehyung joked with a snicker.

While, Jimin leaned his head on the cabinet door. They give Jimin's love examples as jokes. As if his love for his Sire was a joke.

"Oh, fuck you, Taehyung. Keep my baby away from such jokes. Jimin is just like my own child" Jungkook added while looking busy in his book.

Jimin was not good at knowing many things but one thing was sure that he knew, that a man never marries their child.

"He is just too attached to me to whine about a marriage with me because he knows a marriage is unbreakable and ever lasting in our world. But, He doesn't know what a marriage is. He is still... a baby for me" Jungkook added without looking at anywhere but in his book and his words made Jimin to blankly stare at the floor with his now teary eyes.

Jimin's POV

You all heard that? I face this situation almost every day.

Was it written in the book that My Sire will never fall in love with me? Well, by looking at the teardrop that had just fell off from my eye to my palm, I knew I was hurt by just thinking about letting my Sire marry someone who isn't me.

A new fear unlocked. A new feeling unlocked.

I didn't know what was it. I had never thought about it before that Sire can get married too. What if, what if my Sire got married instead of me and Iseul. He can get married too. He fucking can get married too.

A marriage is forever in our world. It can't be broken, it can't be replaced.

What should I do now?

"Mr. Sun will be here to present his daughter and you will have to think upon the matter" Sire's mother declared and I couldn't hear what the reply was because I just burst open the cabinet I was hidden at and dashed out to the backyard door.

My heavy rushing running steps to the backyard didn't even get their attention, they knew I was playing. But, I was crying.

Out nowhere to escape that backyard, I just hid behind a bricked wall and clutched onto my heart and cry voicelessly being on my knees.

Han leaned back to the same wall as I, casually. Sinking down to the grass as he pull out a cigarette to lit it up with a sigh. Offering a bottle of strawberry flavored milk to me as he kept one for himself.

I just sniffed and wiped my tears while looking away as I rubbed my hand, trying not to cry further as I accepted the milk. Don't judge me, it was my favorite.

"I didn't hid here this time. It was different" I mumbled, well, it was my secret hidden place to have a shelter all the time.

"I didn't complain," He smoked from his cigarette as he cheers with that milk bottle with mine and I just sniffed. "I know you since you used to wear baby pants. Relax now, If you will get your moon eyes swollen, Sire will kill me"

"You heard them?" I asked in a low voice.

"I did"

"A man can get married to any woman but can never marries his child, Hana" I stated as my tears escaped my eyes.

"Sire isn't a man. If today he says you are his child and tomorrow he tastes you and likes it, he will ask your hand in marriage the very next day. Sire isn't a man, Jimin. He is everything so wrong but not a human being. He is a cannibal, a heathen and quite remorseless"

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't get anything I say, did you?
What do you think your Sire is? Five? He is the most cunning man alive on earth. He obviously know that you are attracted to him as a man and want him as your man"

"So... he acts? But, I think he is actually clueless"

"Sire always acts. Nobody knows what he thinks and what he actually do. He is dangerous and not that easy. Whenever you pull him he stay pleased but when you push him, he pulls you back. He will never let you marry any other man. I can assure you that. He will never let you change the hero of your story. The man who would want to ruin everyone's faces to remain the most prettiest one for you, will never let you have another man who will have a face at all"

"Is it a bad thing for me?"

"You are his jewel. Only his. You are a complete world for Sire. Like a new religion. Sire had never been this fond of a human. You make him feel precious and important, he loves that. But, all I want to ask you is that, are you really willing to romantically love a vicious man like Sire? Because if I was at your place, I would have run away, because this all feels like a cage, a beautiful cage and you are a human. Sire needs to learn the difference" Hana whisperedly emphasized.

"The rules he writes for your marriage is the evidence that he doesn't even want you to get married. You just had been proposing him for marriage infront of everyone so, he had to put up this act. In reality, keeping you away from things those should be already known by you, is nothing but an oppression over your existence. It feels like he is keeping you like a beautiful animal he is so fond of" He added.

"But he is 'My Sire'... he is all I have..." I mumbled and Hana sighed while looking away.

"He is different than all the books we have read so far about romance. He just acts it up for you. He is dangerous, Jimin. Don't go for it. Don't go for him" Han whispered genuinely.

"I think he is beautiful. The way he is. A remorseless heathen cannibal. Everything bad, he is perfect but will he really get married to another woman?" Was all I asked, My problems were different. I know... I was naive.

"Maybe. Maybe not. No woman will marry him until she will be forced" He replied.

"If maybe not then, what about me? And if maybe, then what will actually be there left about me?" I sobbed.

"If Sire is really who you want to love, Romantically... then, I must tell you, Jimin. There is no boundary for love. And, I don't mean escaping home or snatching someone's candy to shove them in their ass. Love is limitless and Sire hasn't learned that yet. Neither have you. And, I can't consider myself to explain such either"

"Are you fucking writing your thesis book or what?" I pouted, confused.

"Now, it is my turn. Count and don't try to peek" Hana started while standing up, instead.

"I never cheats" I told him.

"Exactly, Jimin. And, that's what's the problem is in your situation. Grow some balls"

"But, Sire says we can't grow them"

"Not all the things Sire says are logical, baby. If you will never confess, he will never know"

"I have told him about it once"

"Oh, I love you, my pretty Sire" He mimicked my cheerful voice. "Was it like that?" He asked and I rolled my eyes away.

"Bubbles, we can't love someone we are so afraid of"

"I am not afraid of him, certainly not afraid of anything at all"

"Then grab him by his face and tell him that you love him as a man, can you?"

"I don't want to face that weird feeling I go through each time he is closer... that weird feeling I... experienced last night" I hugged myself.

"But what if you faced that feeling again and conquered it?" Hana's words made me to look up at him.

And, maybe back then I couldn't understand what Hana was trying to tell me but little do my 20 years old ass knew that my this uncanny love story was about to take an upside down turn when the word 'SEX' will emerge into my pea sized general knowledge.

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