"You little shit."

The small vampire child cowered in the corner of the alleyway, his bright red eyes filled with terror as the muscular, taller and more intimidating vampire towered over him. The child was carrying a mason jar in his hands, empty, but the small drops of blood still pooled at the bottom, and his lips and mouth was smeared with the sweet scent, filling the air around them with Seokjin's scent.

"P-please Sir, there's more in the bank!" He squeaked as the man drew closer. "This is mine!"

The vampire growled and the child flinched. "That blood belongs to my submissive! You're a thief! A thief!"

"No, no I'm not!" The child whimpered, his brunette hair growing damp with sweat, and a sour stench filled the air as the kid evidently pissed himself out of fear. "My mama says that Uncle Seokjin gave me his blood so I can grow bigger and stronger and beat meanies like you!"

The man paused. "Uncle Seokjin?"

The kid didn't respond, a sob catching in his throat as another slender figure appeared behind Taehyung, her orange hair almost bristling in fury. "Get away from my son." Her voice was low, wavering between staying calm and snapping. "I said, get away!"

"M-Mama! I'm scared!" the child cried, and the female let out a howl of anger, charging forward nimbly and catching the muscular man by the throat.

"Long time no see, Taehyung." The female snarled, before leaping off and spinning towards Jeongha, wrapping protectively around him.

"And to you, Lisa. You still smell as delicious as ever, but I'm afraid I crave only one person."

Lisa's lip curled, her eyes flashing. "Seokjin?" She tipped her head as Taehyung's eyes almost softened at the name. Her eyes grew hard and she snorted.

"Seokjin hates you."

"Kim Seokjin."

Seokjin looked up from his spot on his desk, irritation clear in his gaze. "Who is it...?" He trailed off as he spotted the familiar Japanese girl. "Oh...Jess, was it?"

A smile fleeted across her features. "You remember me; I'm delighted."

Seokjin tensed at the sarcastic tone. "What are you doing here?"

"So is it true? You fell in love with Kim Taehyung?" She looked around. "Where is he?"

Seokjin sighed. "We are not...in love, anymore."

Jess raised an eyebrow.

"He broke the oath," Seokjin sighed, tapping a pen on his desk. "We are through."

And Jess was smiling. "Right. I just had to ask the boy a question, but seeing he's not here...I'll be going."

And Seokjin let her ruin his one true love.

-

"Jesus Christ, Taehyung."

Jimin stared, frightened at the vampire that stumbled, clutching his head as excruciating pain gripped his head. "I mean, when you said to come over to help, I didn't think...?"

"Painkillers aren't helping," Taehyung croaked, his hands flying to scratch at his throat, clawing chunks of flesh off of his own body. Jimin's eyes widened and he jumped forward, the bloody scratches healing instantly. "I-I need..."

Jimin grew frantic. "What, what do you need? Jesus, what happened?"

"Jimin..." Taehyung choked, his face turning red as if an invisible force was clutching around his neck, "I need...I really need him..."

Jimin looked confused and panicked. "Spit it out, Taehyung!" He barked, red bleeding into his eyes as he began to tremble in his arms, staring down at the now violently convulsing boy. "Tell me what you need—Jesus, I'll just get, I'll get Yoongi...he knows a couple of healing witches right..?"

"Jin...S...-Seokjin."

Jimin halted, staring down at Taehyung that had grown terribly limp in his hands. "Seokjin? H-he's...he's at work, Taehyung." He swallowed back the lie. He was probably out at some bar, drinking away his sorrows and leaving Namjoon to pick him up. The moon was beginning to rise and Taehyung was growing colder and colder by the second.

Taehyung's eyes welled up with tears and Jimin stopped. He had only ever seen the vampire cry once, and that was tears of relief upon hearing his step father's death, the one that had abused him so badly for being a vampire. "Seokjin," he whined, his eyes rounding like a puppy and choked whimpers left his throat. "Seokjin..."

"Okay, okay!" Jimin exclaimed. "I'll give Seokjin a call."

While Jimin dialed the said person, Seokjin was currently fingering himself open, drunk out of his mind as he humped a pillow underneath him.

"Taehyung..." he whined, eyes glazed over with lust, tears staining the sheets. "Tae..." His hips rutted against the pillow, sparks of pleasure running through his cock like electricity, precum soaking the pillow. "Mm...master...-ah." He gasped as his fingers prodded against his prostate, and he continued to rub the spot. It only took a couple of seconds jabbing against the throbbing muscle and Seokjin was cumming torrents down his thighs, mouth open in a silent cry as his hips rutted downwards, drool dribbling down his chin as his eyes rolled back to his head and he collapsed, panting.

He jerked upwards at the sound of his phone and groaned, sloppily wiping his saliva covered fingers on the bedsheets. "Hello...?" He slurred, licking a bit of his cum off his fingertips.

"Seokjin? Can you come over to Taehyung's apartment right now?" Jimin sounded panicked and Seokjin frowned, confused. "Please?"

Seokjin giggled. "Does he wanna fuck me?"

He could hear the confusion in Jimin's voice. "W-what? No! He...he needs you, Seokjin. He's in a lot of pain."

"Oh," Seokjin sang. "Tell him I need him too." He bit his lip slyly. "Up my ass."

He heard Jimin groan. "You're drunk, aren't you? Fine, I'm coming over there."

"I'm cumming, too," Seokjin giggled at his own joke, pouting when Jimin hung up. Many didn't know Seokjin's drunk side, not even Taehyung, but he was incredibly out of his mind as he stared blankly at the phone for a second before beginning to hump the pillows again, coaxing his dick into hardness as he began another session with himself, moaning out Taehyung's name brokenly. "Mm, wan you..." he drew in a breath as he heard someone open the door. "...so badly..."

-
"Seokjin, Seokjin...-I can't right now." Taehyung's headache immediately came back as Seokjin let go and he grabbed Seokjin roughly back again. The elder moaned and grounded his hips down on Taehyung's member, and Taehyung doesn't remember another time he felt so incredibly turned off. The pain had caused him to throw up twice, and although Seokjin's noises and naked body was enticing, he just wanted to sleep.

"Mmm...You wanted to fuck..." Seokjin whined. "Please, master...just—"

"No, Seokjin," Taehyung sighed, flinching a little as Seokjin came all over his chest, and the elder drunkenly collapsed next to him, reeking of alcohol. "Let's just sleep."

But Seokjin had simply curled up into his warm body, snoring. With a soft little smile, Taehyung allowed his hands to run through Seokjin's hair and he purred softly in his sleep, rubbing his cheek against his hand like a kitten.

"I love you," Taehyung murmured, wrapping his legs around Seokjin. "I love you so much."

"Please love me back."

this chapter was really rushed and awful, but i'm currently studying for school, i've got these big exams coming up and i just wanted to put a bit of plot and love for you guys before i abandon you guys for a couple of days :(

thank you for reading and voting and commenting, i love you all uwu