He was sleeping with the soft blanket covering his face to half of his bangs. His closed eyes were a bit shrunk, to which anyone could say him to be irritated. His furrowed eyebrows got little more wavy when he annoyingly whispered something. 

"Jin hyung stop crying!" His clutched the blanket and pulled to slightly unveil his face but he didn't open his eyes. 

His still stretched face was evident that the irritating sound didn't banish. He was hearing someone's sobbing. Though the sobbs were feeble and quite distant but still were a good itch to his sharp Wolfie ears. 

"Stoppa hyung!!" He murmured again but getting no response he finally opened his eyes and looked around with his half open heavy eyes.

"Why you're crying like girls?" His mind struck on what he actually said "Wait- what? Girl? A girl is crying?" 

He sat properly on the bed and rubbed his sleepy eyes. He got a little confused on not finding anyone around. "Hyung?" He called if in case any of his hyung could hear but disappointedly he struggled and glanced at the wall clock. 

"Its ten!!" His eyes popped out literally when he got remembrance of the meeting arranged with Yang Dae-shim. 

From this realisation to a more distance of the hour hands indicating the wending of 5 more minutes, his mind was running faster than the blood in his veins. No, I am not trying to exaggerate but his brain had so may complaints that he blurted all in one breath.

"This means they all left to fuck that bastard? That too without me?? Nooo!! How could they do this to me? I was so desperate to kill him today but- Arghhh!!!" 

He clutched his hairs and was about to shout when he again got distracted by the feeble weeping sound. 

"Now, who on earth wanna mess with me?? Stop it!" He shouted and the weeping suddenly banished. He puffed his lungs in rage and put up a hoodie that was kept to his nearest, veiled his face partially with a mask, and left the dorm. 

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"Jimin? Are you okay?" 

He heard the call but the voice was unusually heavy. He couldn't really get who the caller was. He turned to the voice but the blurred image on his retina made him to fall down. 

"Hyung?" Jungkook rushed to him while Yoongi slipped His head on his laps. 

"Ahh!" A slow moan escaped his lips; his hands still clutching his heart tightly.

"What's happening to you Jimin??" Yoongi asked worriedly looking here and there on the lone street.

"I... don.. know.. Ahh!" He whispered. 

"Is something wrong?" A new voice came to his ears. Yoongi and Jungkook turned to look at the visitor when an unknown fear flashed their minds.

"No Jimin!" Yoongi slightly whispered in his ears.

Jimin looked at the girl for a second and his eyes turned pit black. He slightly parted his lips and his fangs grew out more than usual. His hands divorced from his chest and a different kind of power invaded his muscles. He growled loud and the next second he clutched the girls neck from back and pierced his fangs deep within.

The moans of the girl and the suction of his crave were so loud and strong that the chances were very little for her to survive. Jimin tightly gripped her from her waist that his nails almost transpierced her belly. 

Yoongi and Jungkook struggled really hard to resist their urge for blood and tried to save Jimin from killing the girl. 

"Jimin stop! She'll.. die!!" Yoongi spoke.

"Mhm.." Jimin moaned, tightly gripping the already half-conscious girl in his strong arms.

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"What had happened to you Jimin? You almost killed the girl!" Yoongi asked while settling himself on a couch present in the well furnished room.

"I don't know!! I felt so weak at that time." Jimin said in a low confused tone and turned his face out to the gallery. 

"But why's it happening to you hyung? It's the second time you're encountering this. That day out of that club, you had killed a lady and now-" And Jk stopped reading Jimin's guilty face. 

"I know and I am already guilty for that. We are quite modernized and killing human is not our aim for the moment but.. that time... I.. I wasn't in my control!" Jimin said in a lost tone. 

"Well, I have a possibility!" Jk said and the other duo turned to him. He continued, "Is it something related to that girl? (a little stammered) I mean.. I noticed... you were behaving different there."

"I think he is correct. This all fuckin' thing started from that night only!" Yoongi supported.

Jimin pov 'The girl? May be she-'

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Taehyung made his way down to the stairs. He climbed down a floor chasing the feeble sounds. He  was suspicious as for why is he able to hear those sounds? Like they were pretty more distant than his already wide range to hear a normal human. 

He got a bit shocked when he stepped the last step and came across the meeting room where he was supposed to be today. But the sobbs, now loud, shifted his focus to the waiting bench present in the corridor. 

He bent a little to take a glance of the girl's face but her straight black hairs were veiling her beauty. He hesitantly went near and sat to the other end of the bench faking his aim. 

The girl turned a little attentive and tried to wipe her teary face. Though she didn't look at him but knew that he was staring her. She felt a bit uncomfortable with his piercing gaze. She made her face straight and turned her face to look at him. 

"Hey!" Taehyung simply said. 

"Hi!" She sounded reluctant and he caught it well.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, couldn't help being hesitant.

She carefully looked at his face. She easily got that he wanted to hide his face. She wiped the another lone tear and asked him politely. 

"Who... who are you?" 

"I..  I am.. Kim Taehyung" 

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