Yoongi waited patiently for his friends to catch up, his muscles itching to move. His mint hair was swept back from the sheer speed of his movements, and his eyes were narrowed in anger. Hoseok's blood-scent was close, right in front of the building a couple of feet away from him. Weirdly, he couldn't smell any other scent other than Hoseok, but he didn't dare want to risk it. He sighed as he realized that he had probably gone too fast and leaned against the bricks, twiddling his thumbs.

"Jesus Christ, you need to slow down."

Jungkook was now awake, still hoisted on Taehyung's back tiredly as the rest of his friends caught up, their chests heaving slightly. "Y-Yoon..." The younger mumbled sleepily, pursing his lips as Yoongi brought the younger into his lap and softly caressed his tussled hair lovingly. "Where's Hoseok..?"

Yoongi pointed to the blocked off entrance. "In there." He stared at Taehyung. "Open it, muscle-pig."

Taehyung growled. "What did you call me, fucking brat?"

Yoongi's eyes flashed. "Brat?" He echoed with a hint of a snarl, lips curling.

Jimin groaned. "Will you two hurry up? Hoseok's in a lot of pain. Can't you smell all that blood?"

Taehyung huffed, stretching out his muscular arms before slamming a rock-hard fist against the metal door. The door let out a groan and squeaked loudly before toppling over, and Taehyung gave the fallen door a hefty kick before mockingly bowing his head and pointing into the doors. "After you, your skinny Highness."

Yoongi spat, lifting Jungkook up and padding in. Jimin punched Taehyung's shoulder with an irritated glare and followed in, and with a roll of his eyes, Taehyung followed in after.

"It's dark in here." Yoongi grumbled and he heard Taehyung scoff.

"Well of course it is, but it shouldn't be a problem. We're vampires; oh, I forgot. You can't see in the dark because of what happened all those years ago." Taehyung mocked, only to whine when Jimin smacked his head to shut up the arrogant male. "Jimin! That fucking hurt..."

"Yeah? Well because of your loud ass voice I can't hear Hoseok so shut up." He snapped, closing his eyes and following after Taehyung's obnoxiously loud footsteps into the darkness. "Walk softer, idiot."

Yoongi snickered under his breath, allowing Taehyung to take the lead because it was true. Yoongi had lost his ability to see in the dark, like all vampires could, when he was younger because Taehyung had hit his head hard enough for him to go nearly blind. The two had never been close and they never will be, not to mention their family feud after Taehyung's act of consuming his mother during the middle of the night, leaving Yoongi to find his mother's corpse in the bathroom with the vampire's scent stinking his mother's poor body.

"I can hear him." Taehyung said. "He's--!"

"--he's fine without your help."

All four vampires whirled around at the rasping, dark voice and instantly Taehyung darted forward, snarling when he felt something move beside him. "The fuck?"

"You four didn't need to come all the way here just to save your little human. But it was a good plan, very smart of you to force the boy to cut himself on the wires just so you can find him. Now he's bleeding his sweet scent all over the cells and, well, we don't need him anymore. You didn't think of that, did you? Fools. He's dying as we speak."

Yoongi growled. "Where is he?!"

The voice chuckled and something brushed his shoulders. Yoongi stiffened and spun around to be met with nothing but darkness.

"Go and find him. It'll be fun to see you try to keep him alive. But, if you expect to find us, you're too late. Goodbye, little vampire. Have fun saving your submissive."

-

Hoseok whimpered, desperately trying to cover up the wound in his arms up with the clothing he was wearing. But he had cut a little too deep instead of what he planned to do.

"God, please hurry." Hoseok whispered, panting slightly as he felt a little sick at the sheer amount of blood on the tiles. His blood. "Please, please hurry."

Hoseok bit down on his lip hard, unable to keep the sobs from slipping from his mouth. It hurt too much and he desperately wished for Yoongi and Jungkook to come and heal his wounds. If only he could have the ability to heal like vampires, that would come in handy because of how clumsy he was.

Hoseok looked up, hopeless. Where did all those dumb vampires go? Where was the man that kept checking in every few minutes, the man that kept milking his poor swollen breasts until they couldn't be milked anymore? Where was the creepy eyes, the unsettling whispers of the vampires gossiping about him? Had they all left?

"Nn—" Hoseok stumbled over and he flinched when his head hit the tiles. God, his vision was failing on him. Did that stupid cut really lose this much blood? "Fuck," Hoseok muttered, pressing hard on his cut and whimpering at the new flow of pain.

"P-please hurry..."

-

sorry for lack of updates my phone is fucking broken (its being fixed this tuesday)

also school starts tomorrow and guess who's gonna end up sitting alone at lunch like a fuckin' loser???

correct it's me.

all of my friends have diff classes than me and my school's so freaking stupid it doesn't tell u what lunch u have (@ my school lunch is split into 3 sessions) so i'm probably gonna end up siting alone because my phone doesn't work and i can't even text my friends??

anyways, i'm only panicking because of my disgusting anxiety anddddddd being paranoid so yesh i'm patheticccc