"So...you're telling me this baby came out of you?"

Namjoon nursed his child close to his arms, smiling softly. His eyes hardened as he met Officer Lee's eyes and nodded firmly. The change of expression intimidated the officer a little, but he had seen worse. Seokmin began to coo and babble out random noises, giggling and flinging his spit-covered hands in the air.

"Yes, and you can't tell me it was 'vampire magic' to make me believe so." Namjoon snapped, rocking Seokmin. "Now where is Jimin? He's probably starved..."

"Mister Kim."

Seokjin, sitting quietly next to Namjoon, jumped a little as he was suddenly addressed. "Yes?"

"So your vampire is continuously spouting bullshit about you being pregnant," The officer said the word as if it were poison. "It's not true, is it?"

"N-no, but...it's only because I'm too afraid to...conceive..." he said softly, watching with slight irritation as the officer's face turned sour. "But I do plan on having a child—!"

"Child!" The officer barked, scoffing. Seokmin spat and Namjoon scowled, but Seokjin was downright terrified. He was already sensitive about the topic of his future pregnancy, being the ball of self-conscious mess he already was, especially on such a topic, he could already feel the lump in his throat begin to build as Lee rambled on about how disgusting and unnatural it was.

"You're a male, and thinking about pregnancy..." A spark of jealousy alit Lee's eyes. "If you had taken my hand in marriage all those years back, we could've had something much more committed and beautiful. Don't you two see that these vampires are only using you two for the consumption of blood? We're livestock to them, and when it comes down to it, we will fight back."

Namjoon muttered something under his breath. Seokjin choked, "W-well—they're n-not, they love us, and th-that's why they're working so hard on keeping us safe..."

"Safe my ass." Lee snorted.

"Can we please just see our vampires, again?" Namjoon's voice was taut. Seokjin pursed his lips. He had grown very soft over the years, with Taehyung's gentle care and love he had lost some of the hard shell he had grown during his years of straight business. "I'd like my son to see his father again."

Lee grumbled, shooting Seokmin the most hateful look that he had ever seen before standing and sliding the weird door behind him back, revealing an awful sight.

Namjoon gasped loudly and Seokjin jumped from his chair, mouth agape with shock. "J-Jimin!"

"Dada!" Seokmin squealed, giggling happily at seeing Jimin's slumped over state. The vampire was unresponsive as Namjoon dashed up to the cell bars and screamed frantically, eyes wide with tears streaming down his cheeks.

"God, Jimin!" Namjoon gasped, trying to calm down the baby in his arms.

Both Taehyung and Jimin were tied up to a small, plastic-looking chairs, a little hunched and sprawled out. Sloppy, painful looking gags were stuffed into their mouths, their fangs gleaming on show, mouths agape in a little pain, only a small sign of their inevitable hunger which was completely shown when Taehyung's weak gaze met Seokjin's and a low growl ripped from his throat, eyes gleaming red.

"Ta—"

"Shh, your voice'll disturb their punishment." Lee walked up to Seokjin and snaked an arm around Seokjin's waist, which the elder didn't respond to, his frightened eyes locked on Taehyung's which hardened as he saw the slightly flirty movement made on his lover. "Do you hear that? That lovely noise?"

"Y-you're using my invention," Seokjin whispered, instantly recognizing the small continuous beeps that the device made in the background. A loud, painful and ringing noise that was believed to be some sort of holy noise that got rid of dark creatures would play, and humans had such awful hearing that they wouldn't be able to hear anything but the beeping. Seokjin himself didn't know how he was able to capture the holy noise, but he was able to channel it through the device and play it.

He made it back a couple years after his parent's death, when his hatred for vampires were hot and undeniable.

"Stop it," Seokjin felt hot tears spurt from his eyes and he jerked out of Lee's grip. His stomach churned and hurt and he looked around desperately for the device. "You can't—stop playing it! You're hurting them!"

"And they're hurting you." Lee smirked, sidling back up to Seokjin and grabbing his hands tightly into his. "C'mon. This is the ultimate punishment any vampire can get...a couple more hours and we'll let them go...why don't
we play while we wait?"

"...no..." Taehyung's feeble voice came from inside of the cell and Seokjin turned around, biting his lip as he stared at Taehyung.

"Lee, I know you love me but you have to let me go. I'm...I'm Taehyung's boyfriend and—and we plan on getting married so please." He cleared his throat and straightened up. "Let them go now, before I file a lawsuit."

"Lee."

Officer Lee whirled around, letting go of Seokjin immediately and straightening up. A tall, burly man stood by the door, obviously a foreigner from the country, his gaze hard. "What did I say about making the victims uncomfortable like that? Get out of here, back to your post." The man's voice was thick with an unidentifiable accent, and Seokjin couldn't help but feel a little quiver of relief.

Lee's lip curled but he didn't say anything. He turned around to Seokjin slowly.

"My offer is still on the table and always will be, pretty boy."

And Seokjin collapsed onto the chair, wiping the sweat off of his forehead before lifting his head and sighing deeply upon seeing Taehyung's blank expression stare back at him. He must've gone unconscious.

"Kim Seokjin? I'm Jae, pleased to meet you."

Seokjin slowly shook the man's hand.

The man seated himself down in front of Seokjin with a sigh. "And...Kim Namjoon? May you please have a seat as well?"

"My husband's in there—get him out!" Namjoon screeched in response, pounding against the cells and sobbing louder. "Jimin, Jimin, don't be dead!"

Jae sighed and rolled his eyes. "He's alive." The man pulled Namjoon with surprisingly gentle hands and sat him down. "I will turn the sound off if you'd like."

"Yes!" Seokjin cut Namjoon off. "Please," he added sheepishly, and Jae pulled out a remote before clicking it off.

After a moment, Jae shifted around in his seat and smiled gently at Seokjin, then at Namjoon.

"The bail fee is two million won."

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