a lot of y'all keep asking for pics of me but i'm gun say it again and not again:

no.

all y'all need to know is that i'm korean so when i type shit in korenglish don't call me a kboo (honestly, saying 'hyung' in fanfics doesn't make anyone a kboo jfc) ,

i'm gay for seokjin,

and i'm a flipping potato.

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"Ow,"

Taehyung looked up from his spot on the bed to see Seokjin clenching his belly, eyes scrunched up in pain. "Frick."

Taehyung rubbed his eyes and sat up, tipping his head, "What's the problem, babe?" He asked softly, getting up to wrap his hands around Seokjin's neck, sliding his hands down to his collarbone. "Belly hurting again?"

"Yeah," Seokjin leaned back into Taehyung's touch, closing his eyes and slipping his glasses off. The work on his laptop and desk forgotten, he allowed Taehyung to lay him down onto the bed and began to gently massage his lower abdomen, cooing softly as Seokjin grunted and whimpered in pain. "How's Hoseok?"

"He went out for a walk," Taehyung responded, "around the neighborhood, so he'll be fine." Taehyung leaned down to press his lips against Seokjin's belly, not hesitating as Seokjin caressed his hair and the two bathed in the calm silence until Taehyung asked gently: "Do you want to try again? We have a week left until we can try another pregnancy test."

Seokjin looked down to see Taehyung laying his head across his belly and shrugged, wondering if Taehyung's so-called pregancy test was even accurate. Seokjin suggested just buying the human testers which he'd just have to take a moment to pee on but Taehyung refused to do so and claimed he had to figure out the 'traditional way' which consisted of Taehyung tasting his blood and spooning him in bed until he 'felt a change in his smell.' "I don't know. My back hurts 'cause you're always rough with me: can we just cuddle?"

Taehyung's eyes glimmered a soft, joking red and Taehyung bounced up to tackle Seokjin into his embrace. Seokjin giggled lightly, a smile spreading across his face as Taehyung flipped him around to place his head in between his collarbone.

"Of course we can, babe, but y'know I'm gonna end up buried inside of you anyway." Taehyung smirked as Seokjin became flustered and hid his face. "Get some more sleep...I'm gonna have to go out in a bit again anyways."

-

"Yoonie please calm down, you're scaring me!"

Yoongi towered over Jungkook, eyes blazing red, seething. His fangs were visible against his almost blood-red lips, and his face was twisted into an unrecognizable expression of pure hatred and anger.

Jungkook felt his legs cross up, his body tensing up as a familiar feeling seeped into his mind. This behavior reminded him too much of JJ and he felt himself begin to hyperventilate, eyes scrunching up in fear and his lungs squeezing up as he felt Yoongi's breath against his neck. He felt Yoongi's large hands squeeze his thighs, running up along his back. Jungkook felt his body go slack, going limp like a ragdoll in Yoongi's arms as the vampire induced some sort of pheromones that caused his eyes to glaze over.

"I don't want to calm down." Yoongi growled, sighing and biting down softly against his neck. Jungkook whimpered and leaned into the elder's touch. "You'll help me again...won't you?"

Jungkook swallowed blankly.

"Yeah, okay."

-

"You're here again after I asked what you wanted to choose to dwell between."

Taehyung stared down, eyes wide and scary, with a struggling Yoongi below his feet. "Do you not understand what I'm asking of you?" Taehyung snarled, lip curling. "I'm asking: is it gonna be this or Hoseok and Jungkook?"

Yoongi's eyes welled up with tears. "I-I can't! I can't choose!" Blood spurted out of his mouth and Yoongi turned to the side to vomit. "He's inside of me, he's destroying me, I can't st-stop him." He began to cry shakily, his pride washed down the drain as he laid gasping and shuddering with each minute that passed.

Taehyung leaned down, muscles rippling. "You will choose." Taehyung leaned down to dip his finger into the blood Yoongi had vomited up and dropped it into a vile. "A drop of blood." He muttered to himself, "You better not be lying."

Yoongi spluttered and gasped, covering his messy face with an arm and sobbing into the cloth covering his arms. "God fucking dammit," He whispered, "I never thought I'd be asking for this but you've gotta help me, Taehyung."

Taehyung released the pressure of his foot against Yoongi's chest and shrugged, slipping the vile back into his jacket. "I already am."

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this chapter is slightly shorter but i have finals tomorrow and i literally didn't study at all?? like, i sat at my desk and stared at the study guided and didn't even write my name on them i'm so dumbbb,,

why can't there be korean classes at my school :( it would be an easy a

idek why i took spanish, it's so freaking difficult i don't even know how to say 'i love bts with my heart soul and my wig' ::((

(i should've taken french i actually wanted to learn that but i started taking spanish in 7th grade so i gotta go through with it)