When Jungkook regained consciousness he felt dizzy. He felt throbbing pain in his temple. His mouth was dry and his eyelids were as heavy as never before. He was confused. At first he didn't know where he was or what had actually happened. He wanted to say something, but he had a gag in his mouth. He felt ties on his arms and legs. He struggled, but the bonds were so strong that there was no way he would free himself from them. He opened his eyes, but he was still surrounded by impenetrable darkness. It took him a moment to realize that he was wearing a blindfold.

- Oh, did the handsome man finally wake up? Just in time. I was starting to get bored... - A low male voice suddenly said. At the sound of this timbre all memories came back. Pub, vampire, struggle outside the club, darkness... He felt his pulse involuntarily speed up, at which the vampire laughed out loud. - Oh, I see you already know who I am...

Jungkook heard quick, loud footsteps approaching him and suddenly the vampire ripped the blindfold off his eyes. The boy blinked several times to get used to lighting in the room. He looked around. It looked as if he was in some warehouse. His legs and arms were tied up, his hands attached to some hook above his head. The vampire approached him and took the gag from his mouth. Jungkook took a deep breath. For a moment he felt as if he was learning to breathe again.

- What do you want from me? - He asked in a hoarse voice. The fact that the hijacker hadn't killed him yet meant that he had other plans for him. The vampire smiled charmingly and stroked his left cheek. He was really handsome and had an face like an angel, only his eyes were dark and they looked at him ominously.

- You are so beautiful... - He whispered, looking at him fascinated. - It would be a shame to just drink your blood and kill you in five minutes... I thought we could both have some fun. - Saying that, he licked his lower lip lustfully.

Jungkook felt growing fear. He jerked his hands again, but the bonds were too strong. He felt the cord tighten around his wrists.

- Don't be afraid, I promise you'll like everything I have planned for you. - He whispered in his ear.

A mysterious smile appeared on the lips of the vampire. After a while he got even closer to Jungkook and ran his tongue along his jawline. The boy closed his eyes so as not to look at him. The vampire didn't seem to mind. He lowered his lips around the brunet's neck and began to run over it with his tongue.

- Hmmm, you smell even better when you are scared... - He muttered. - I wonder if you taste as good as you look? - He asked suddenly.

Jungkook jerked his hands again, but the bonds still did not let go. The vampire laughed out loud and showed his fangs with a quiet click. Before the boy could do anything more, he felt the blond man stick his fangs into his neck.

***

- You saw him?! Talk to me for fuck sake! - V growled, gritting his teeth and before the boy could open his mouth to say anything, another strong blow landed on his jaw.

- Aaaah! Nooo... I haven't seen him... - He groaned miserably. A trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. V gripped his shirt collar more tightly and pulled him up, looking him straight in the eyes with his black irises. He was furious, he almost lost his temper.

- You saw him?! - He asked again, this time using his persuasion. He could have done it before, but he thought that "traditional" methods would work just as well, and would help him unleash his anger.

Although he wasn't really mad at him. He was mad at himself. For behaving like a complete moron and endangering the person he cares so damn much about. He couldn't bear the thought that maybe right now, someone could hurt Jungkook. The boy was kidnapped two days ago. Two damn days passed and they were still at the starting point.

- Nooo... I swear. I've never seen this boy! - Said the man. V swung to inflict another blow, but before his fist aimed him, he felt his phone vibrate. Holding by the man's shirt with his left hand, he pulled out his cell phone with the right hand and answered without looking at the display.

- V, where are you? Namjoon just called me. He said they got some anonymous tip. Someone saw two young men dragging a young brunet into one of the warehouses near the Han River...

V felt his breath speed up at Yoong's words. Maybe it's him. Maybe they found him this time. Without delay, he released the man from his iron grip, and he slumped to the ground.

- Send me your address, I'll come for you! - He said into the phone and rushed to leave.

If this damn vampire tortured Jungkook, every second counted. He couldn't let anything happen to raven boy because of him. Brunet could hate him, but it did not change his feelings. He couldn't let anyone hurt him.

After a while he was speeding on his motorcycle in the direction where Yoongi was. Fortunately, it turned out that the vampire is nearby and on the way to the warehouse Namjoon told them about. He picked up Yoongi, then moved on towards the river. With each kilometer he traveled, he felt his pulse speed up. When they arrived, V hastily parked the motorcycle and dismounted. He looked around.

- According to the informant, this should be one of those warehouses. Yoongi said, pointing towards the tin door.

They both began to look at them closely. How could they know which warehouse it was? V felt his throat tighten again, his ears rumbling. Yoongi looked at his friend. The blond man was paler than usual, he looked tired, his eyes were slightly red. Ever since Jungkook was kidnapped, V was literally out of his mind. He checked every, even the smallest lead. It was enough if someone said something about a young, dark-haired boy, and V was already there. He had not even slept in the last two days, Yoongi was convinced that he was probably also not feeding, as evidenced by more visible dark circles under his eyes and dim blue iris. Now he could also see that the knuckles of his hand were all cut. Fresh wounds were still clearly visible on his right hand. Yoongi preferred not to ask what happened.

Suddenly V, without saying anything, started running toward one of the warehouses. Yoongi was confused. He did not know what prompted him to do so, but he nevertheless followed in his footsteps. It was only when he approached the entrance a few meters that he saw what probably V noticed. On the ground lay a padlock, which someone apparently broke, breaking into the warehouse. The blond turned his face towards him and put his index finger on his lips, hinting that they should be extremely quiet, then without saying anything, opened the tin door enough to be able to slip inside. It only took a few seconds, and V disappeared behind the door. Yoongi did the same. As soon as they crossed the threshold, the darkness absorbed them.

The warehouse was enveloped in almost complete darkness, but both immediately felt the smell of fresh blood. Whoever was here had to bleed heavily. V breathed deeply, checking if he could smell the brunet's scent. He walked quickly down the narrow corridor until he saw a bald light bulb hanging from the ceiling. He lit the light and in a few seconds, pale yellow light lit up the darkness. The warehouse was empty, as he expected, without hearing any signs of life. Still, he looked around carefully. In the center of the warehouse was a chair, around which he immediately saw a red goo. Neither he nor Yoongi had any doubt that it was blood. Its smell was still fresh. Strangely intense. V approached the chair and saw that on the table next to it were knives, burners, pliers. Most of them were stained with blood. It looked like someone was being tortured here. He couldn't smell Jungkook, but the smell of blood was so overwhelming that he couldn't focus, feeling his stomach starve. He had eaten nothing for almost two days. He knew he shouldn't do it, but he couldn't think of anything else. He was unable to feed when, just at the thought of what might be happening with Jungkook now, his guts were in his throat. Now nothing else mattered. Just finding Jungkook. He looked around again and suddenly saw something on the ground in the corner of the warehouse. His breathing involuntarily accelerated when his blue irises recognized him as a human body. The man lay with his back to him, all he could see was his dark hair and slim figure. One thing was certain. The man was not breathing. Without thinking long, he threw himself at him. With a shaking hand he turned his face toward him.

- Fuck... - He cursed, feeling the guts come to his throat. He pressed his lips together tightly to stop the gag reflex.

The boy's face was so massacred that it was almost impossible to recognize him, but it was enough for V to know. He let out his breath automatically. Only now did he realize that since he saw the boy's body on the ground, he was holding his breath. And only now did he feel that he could breathe again.

- It's not him... Yoongi, it's not... - He paused, unable to speak the words out loud. What he felt right now overwhelmed him. He was so damn happy that it was not Jungkook, but at the same time the awareness that the raven boy is still being held somewhere led him almost to the edge of insanity.

When he felt his friend's hand on his shoulder, he pushed the man's body away from him and stood up, almost stumbling.

They were at the starting point again...

V felt anger rush through his veins. He was mad at everything. An informant who gave them incorrect information. That they lost time looking for Jungkook somewhere where he has never been. On himself that he had allowed him to be abducted and that he is now so damn helpless and powerless. Anger even spread him from within, almost burning his insides. Pushed by some incomprehensible force, he kicked the chair in the middle of the warehouse with all his might, and when it fell with a loud bang, he grabbed it with his hands and swung it, smashing it to the wall of the warehouse. He knocked down the tools lying on the table so that they fell on the brick floor. He slammed his fists into the table with all his strength, almost breaking it in half, then grabbed it and with a loud cry threw it against the wall on which he had previously smashed the chair. He felt burning under his eyelids as tears welled up in his darkening eyes. Blood began to run down his hands from the wounds that had reopened.

He threw himself almost blindly towards the next furniture, wanting to destroy it, when suddenly someone grabbed him from behind, tightly embracing his arms and holding him in place.

- V! V, it's okay! It's okay! - Yoongi repeated like a mantra, pressing V's body tightly against his chest. The vampire was struggling for a moment, but after a while he simply sank to the ground as if his legs refused to obey him.

Yoongi, still not letting him go, forced V to look at him, lifting his chin slightly. His eyes were dark with anger and wet with tears. His face was full of sadness, worry and that damn helplessness.

- V, we'll find him. - He said finally, breaking the silence. He tried to make his voice sound confident. As sure as he could, though he was aware that the more time passes, the less chance they have of finding Jungkook alive.

And time slipped relentlessly through their fingers.

- And... What if not? I-if in the next warehouse I find Jungkook on the floor in a pool of blood... W-what if... - V stopped talking, unable to utter another words.

- We'll find him. - Yoongi repeated.

- I was mad at him... I was so damn angry and hurt by what he said, but it doesn't matter... Even if he really thinks that. He may hate me, but it doesn't change how I feel... Because it doesn't change the fact that I...  - He fell silent again, feeling his throat tighten to the point that he almost couldn't breathe. And even though he didn't say those words out loud. They both knew what he wanted to say. One simple word that holds such a strong meaning...

He loved him.

And although it might take a long time before he could speak the words out loud, he was sure as never in his life.

- Yoongi, I can't lose him... - He whispered finally, in a cracking voice and cried like a child, and the vampire only tightened his arms around him, hugging him tighter to his chest.

***

- Get up, sweetheart. Breakfast time! - A voice shouted suddenly down the hall.

Jungkook looked up and winced, feeling a strong throb in his temples. His head was spinning. He was very weak. The vampire had already fed on him several times, the blood loss made him feel like a human wreck. He was hungry and thirsty. The day merged with the night. He didn't know since he was here. Two days? Three days? Was V looking for him? Did he wonder where he was? Earlier he thought he saw him. The blond man ran up to him and said that he was safe now, but after a while his image blurred into nothingness. At the mere mention, Jungkook's throat tightened.

- Aaah! - He groaned as the vampire suddenly tugged his hair, forcing him to look at him.

- You missed me, sweetie? - He asked and put his lips to Jungkook's mouth.

Brunet pursed his lips, not wanting to return the kiss. The vampire tightened his grip on his hair and pulled it again. Jungkook involuntarily parted his lips, and the vampire took the opportunity to stick his tongue and deepen the kiss. After a while he broke away from the boy and smiled at him charmingly.

- I missed you too! - He murmured seductively, and Jungkook winced, still feeling the taste of his tongue. - You are here for the third day. I thought it was time to take our relationship to the next level, don't you think? - He asked suddenly next to his ear.

Jungkook felt the blood in his veins boil. He didn't know what the vampire meant, but when he saw the dangerous flash in his eyes, he felt sick. The blond man stood behind him and began to run his tongue around his neck. His cold hands slipped under the boy's shirt, and he began to slide them over his chest and athletic stomach. Jungkook tried to pull away from his grip, but he was too weak. The blond with a quick jerk ripped his shirt. The fabric fell to the floor around his feet. The vampire put his hands on his stomach and slowly slid them down onto the belt of his pants.

- Will we have some fun? - He grunted and quickly jumped forward, facing Jungkook. The boy looked at him angrily.

- I swear if I only free myself from here, I will kill you! - He growled through clenched teeth.

The vampire laughed venomously.

- Should I understand that this is an affirmative answer? - He asked and grabbed the belt of his jeans, unbuttoning it slowly. Jungkook struggled, trying to stop the assailant, but with poor results. The vampire soon slipped his pants, leaving him only in black boxers. - Hmmm your thighs are so muscled... - He muttered in his ear, while sliding his cold hand along his right thigh.

Jungkook shuddered at the touch of his cold hands. He didn't want the vampire to touch him, especially in such an intimate way. He felt sick at the thought of this monster's closeness. He bit his lips hard, trying not to think about the fact that the stranger was slowly sliding his hand over his thigh towards his crotch.

Suddenly the vampire lowered himself and kneeled in front of him, still holding his hand on his thigh. Jungkook did not know what the blond was going to do, so he moved violently, wanting to move away from him, but he only laughed at his reaction and looked up crossing their eyes. He smiled mysteriously and showed his fangs. His eyes were dark as coal.

- You are so beautiful when you are afraid... - He said, dragging words in an extremely sexy way and licked his lips, then without waiting, he quickly approached Jungkook's thigh and ran his tongue over his milky skin, then he stuck his fangs into it violently.

A loud cry came out of the brunet's mouth as another wave of pain spread over his body. The vampire drank greedily his blood, pressing his lips firmly against his skin. Jungkook felt a throbbing pain that spread from the bite site along his right thigh, throbbing toward his stomach and chest. The vampire drank greedily his blood, making him weaker and weaker. Had it not been for the chains that held him, he would probably have fallen to the ground, not having the strength to stand on his own feet. He felt that he might lose consciousness soon.

Was this the end of it?

V's face appeared involuntarily in his thoughts. Why did he see him thinking that he was dying? He wanted to see him so much now... His beautiful blue eyes, whose depth could give the most beautiful seas and oceans a complex. His delicate lips, tasting better than the best whiskey. Just remembering these perfect lips, Jungkook bit his lip hard.

He felt a strange pain in his chest at the thought that maybe he would never see him again. This feeling was worse than the pain that an unknown vampire inflicted on him, biting into a new place on his body every now and then. V thought that Jungkook hates him, and knowing that he might never have the opportunity to tell him again how wrong he was, hurt the most. He wanted to apologize to him, say that none of the cruel words he had told him were true. He wanted V to know how much he meant to him, but he felt as with every sip, the vampire drained his life.

Suddenly the vampire pulled away from him and stood before him. He grabbed his hair and jerked him, forcing the boy to look at him. The vampire's mouth was dirty with his blood. The man licked them lustfully, looking him straight in the eye.

- I've never drank anything tastier in life than your blood... Your blood... It's so wonderful... You are so wonderful... - He murmured with undisguised admiration.

He approached Jungkook. Their faces were now only millimeters apart. The boy felt his cool breath on his lips. The vampire put his lips on him, and he just tightened his lips, not wanting to give back a kiss. The vampire moved his lips for a moment on the brunet's, but when he did not return his caress, he grasped his lower lip with his teeth and bit it hard, cutting it with his fangs. Under the influence of pain, the boy parted his lips, and he took the opportunity to stick his tongue into them, kissing him greedily. Jungkook tasted the taste of his own blood and tongue of the vampire lustfully penetrating his mouth. The blond man tightened his hands tightly on his narrow waist and pressed his hips tightly against his. The boy felt another wave of nausea when the hard member of the vampire brushed his thigh. The attacker, as if sensing his resentment, only tightened his pressure more and moved his hips several times, rubbing against him and still kissing his lips passionately. Jungkook jerked again, which only caused the vampire to laugh. His laughter gave him goosebumps.

- Are you so impatient? - He asked with a strange glint in his eye.

Jungkook felt a shiver run down his back. And it wasn't a shiver of excitement at all, quite the opposite. Everything in his body tensed, his pulse quickened. Seeing the darkening eyes of the vampire, he knew that something bad was about to happen. The blond licked his lips lustfully and began to unbutton his pants slowly, without taking his intense gaze from him.

- I will show you how much pleasure a vampire can give... - Saying this, he slipped his pants and in boxers themselves approached him. He grabbed the waistband of his black boxers and smiled darkly. - You'll beg me not to stop... - He whispered in his ear. And Jungkook felt his throat tighten.

That's the end, he thought, tearing desperately at the chains his hands were forging, cutting the delicate skin on his wrists. He could feel the blood running down his forearms.

- Move at least a millimeter, I will tear your heart out with my bare hands! - A deep voice growled in the corridor.

It was the voice.

The most beautiful voice Jungkook has ever heard. Low and delicate as velvet.

His voice.

A soft moan came from Jungkook's lips as he felt tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn't stop his emotions anymore when the slim figure emerged from the depths of the dark corridor.

Jungkook felt as if an angel appeared before his eyes. His beautiful features and light blond hair were so wonderful that he had never seen anything more beautiful in his life. The vampire standing in front of him froze for a moment, then rolled his eyes in a gesture of irritation, turned toward the intruder.

- You can't see we're busy!? - He shouted annoyed.

V took a few steps forward, stepping out of the shadows. Only now could he fully see Jungkook. He looked at the boy's forged hands. His wrists were all wounded, probably from attempts to pull his hands free of the bindings that bind him. He was wearing only black boxers. V looked at his face. His skin seemed paler and devoid of everyday glow, he had black circles under his eyes, his fringe stuck to his forehead. The lips were chapped. Jungkook looked thirsty, as if he had not been drinking or eating for a long time. His lower lip was slightly swollen and had fangs marks, a trickle of fresh blood dripping from the corner. There were bite marks on his neck and collarbones. Some looked just made, others were older, even a few days. V clenched his fists tightly and looked a little lower. On the boy's chest and stomach, he saw only single bites, it seemed to him that he could see on his delicate skin a trace of vampire's saliva, as if he ran his tongue over his stomach. When he involuntarily looked even lower, he saw numerous bites on his thigh, from which blood was still seeping. He clenched his jaw so hard that his teeth ached.

It's all his fault.

- I swear you will pay for what you did to him! - He growled through clenched teeth. The vampire just laughed out loud, dismissing V's threat.

- Oh, did I take your toy from you? - He asked, still laughing. - I have to admit, I don't think I've ever had anything more delicious. No wonder you do not want to share him... - So saying, the vampire stroked the brunet's  cheek with his hand. Jungkook raised his head and looked at V, for a moment their eyes met. V saw that the boy was on the verge of consciousness. He heard his pulse slow down. The vampire had to drink too much blood. - I'm just wondering if his sweet hole is as tight as I think... - The vampire suddenly said, looking at V with a defiant look.

The blond laughed instinctively, feeling unrestrained anger overwhelm him. His laughter echoed off the empty walls of the warehouse. Without thinking long, he threw himself at the vampire. He was older, and thus much faster and stronger than a stranger. He grabbed him by the head with both hands and broke his neck. It wasn't until he heard the scratching of the spine bones that he felt his anger slowly diminish. He jerked with all his strength and pulled the vampire's head away from the rest of his body, then threw it to the ground.

- Jimin, Yoongi! Take care of this carcass! - He threw briefly at the two friends who emerged from the shadows, and run up to Jungkook.

He took the boy's face in his hands and raised his head slightly so that he could look into his eyes. Brunet smiled slightly.

- I-is this a dream? I knew you would come for me... - He whispered.

V gently stroked his cheek, and Jungkook instinctively nestled his face in his hand. V got up and tugged at the chains, pulling them from the wall. The boy, having no strength to stop on his own, fell to the ground. V knelt down next to him, ripped the chains that bound his wrists and pulled the body of the brunet to him, laying his head on his thighs.

- Kookie... - He whispered, gently stroking his cheek, then without thinking long, raised his right hand to his lips and ripped his skin with fangs. He pulled his bleeding wrist to the brunet's lips, but he with the last of his strength he moved away from him. He panicked a moment, trying to get away from the vampire, but V grabbed his arm. - Kookie, relax... I won't hurt you... - He said in a low, calming tone. Jungkook looked at him in horrified eyes.

- I-I don't want you to change me... - He protested weakly and V smiled gently at him

- Baby doll, trust me. I will not change you. You are weak, you have lost a lot of blood, too much... It will help you... Let me help you...  - The vampire's voice was low and protective.

V saw how Jungkook's frightened look was slowly changing. The tension slowly left his body and the boy allowed the vampire to press him harder against his hard chest and put his strong arm around him. Feeling the boy relax, V brought his hand to his lips again. Brunet looked him in the eye and uncertainly put his lips to the bleeding wrist of the vampire. His lips were warm and so delicate. V felt a pleasant shiver as his lips touched his skin. Brunet sucked his mouth on the wound and began to drink his blood, holding his wrist with trembling hands. To his surprise he did not feel the unpleasant, metallic taste of blood that he expected. The vampire's blood tasted strange. Jungkook could not compare this taste to any other that he was given to try, but he knew one thing for sure. He has never tasted anything more delicious. He clenched his hands stronger and involuntarily sucked harder on the wound. He drank greedily, feeling a pleasant chill begin to spread throughout his body. He felt that he was slowly regaining strength. Without taking his lips from V's wrist, he looked into his eyes. The vampire looked at him with such intense gaze that Jungkook felt chills on his back.

- Enough already! - He suddenly said and slightly moved his wrist from his lips.

Not to know why, dark-haired boy made a moan of disappointment, when the wonderful, red substance stopped flowing in his mouth. Pushed by some strange need, he clenched his hands tightly on the vampire's wrist, put his lips to his wound again, and began to greedily suck his blood. From the mouth of surprised V came a low, almost erotic moan, which immediately sobered Jungkook. The boy quickly pulled his lips from the vampire's wrist feeling his cheeks were red with shame.

- I-I'm sorry... - He whispered embarrassed, glancing at V secretly.

When he saw that the vampire's eyes were all black and his breathing unnaturally accelerated, he felt even more embarrassed. He recalled the erotic murmur of a vampire in his mind and instinctively licked his lips, drinking the rest of the blood from them. V cleared his throat and looked away. He did not want to show how intimate and even erotic was what had just happened to him.

- Come, I'll take you home. - He said suddenly, breaking the strange tension and approached Jungkook again, who was still sitting on the ground. Brunet looked at him. His lower lip trembled slightly.

- V, I... - He started uncertainly. He wanted to apologize for all he had done and said, but he didn't even know where to start. V looked him straight in the eye and caressed his cheek with his hand.

- Shhh, don't say anything. You are weak, you must rest now. There will be time for this conversation... - V whispered and, without waiting, picked him up and lifted him off the ground.

Jungkook did not protest. He knew he had lost too much blood to be able to walk on his own. He hung his hands over V's neck embracing him tightly and instinctively buried his face in the crook of his neck. For the first time since his uncle died, he felt safe. He did not know what home V was talking about, but no matter what happened, he knew that his home was in the shape of a vampire's protective arms.

***

When Jungkook opened his eyes, he was confused. His head was still dizzy, his lips dry and chapped. It was light in the room. Too light. He narrowed his eyes, feeling almost physical pain through that light. He didn't know where he was. As he vaguely recalled V's face, his wonderful blue eyes staring at him with such care, his gentle touch on his cheek. Was that a dream? Did he die and dream of him? Ignoring the throbbing pain in his temple, he tried to move, thinking his arms and legs were still tied. What was his surprise when he saw that he could move them freely. He rose to a sitting position and blinked several times, trying to get his eyes accustomed to the harsh light.

- Damn, I'm sorry. I forgot about it... - A low, slightly hoarse voice said suddenly.

At the sound of this wonderful timbre, Jungkook's heart involuntarily beat faster. Yes, he probably died or once again had this wonderful dream. He would know this voice everywhere. He missed him so much. He could still hear it in his head, it was probably thanks to his whispers that he endured so much time here and endured all the pain caused by vampire bites. Suddenly some unknown loud sound ripped him out of his chaotic thoughts. He heard some strange shuffling. He clutched his ears, trying to suppress that noise.

- Kookie... - The voice said again. Slightly muffled by his hands, which were still covering his ears. Jungkook wanting to hear once again how wonderful his nickname spoken in this velvet voice sounds, he moved his hands away and listened for a moment, but he did not open his eyes. - Baby doll, look at me. It's because of my blood. You have heightened senses. But it will pass... - The voice whispered again.

Jungkook wanted to open his eyes. He wanted to see his face so much again, but he knew that when he did, the dream would end and he would be back in the dark, leather factory, chained like a dog. He dreamed so many times that V came to him, and then it turned out that the vampire's figure disappeared like cigarette smoke, but he could not refuse him. This desire to see these wonderful blue eyes even for a split second was irresistible. With a beating heart, he slowly raised his eyelids.

This time the room was softly dim, so that his eyes quickly got used to the light. He blinked several times and saw him. V looked at him with such concern in his eyes, his face was at arm's length. Jungkook, seeing that V was still standing in front of him, couldn't help himself. He reached out a trembling hand and stroked the vampire's left cheek tenderly, marking his delicate lower lip with his thumb.

- I dream about you again, right? - He whispered painfully.

What a surprise he was when his dreamy mara lifted one hand and put it on his hand, which still gently caressed the vampire's cheek. V's lips gently brushed the inside of his hand with a soft kiss.

- No, Kookie. I'm here. And I swear I won't let anything wrong ever happen to you. Sorry for everything. It's my fault this vampire...

- V? - Jungkook suddenly interrupted him, blinking quickly.

He looked around confused. He felt his pulse speed up. Suddenly he recognized the room he was in. He was sitting on a big bed, in fragrant black bedding. He saw familiar dark walls, a bathtub in the floor. He looked at V and saw that the vampire was wearing a crumpled white T-shirt in which he had seen him during his last sleep. When V finally came and saved him. Or was it not a dream? Once again he touched the vampire's face and without taking his eyes from his intense blue irises gently ran his fingertips over his cheek, focusing on the pleasant coolness of his skin, its smooth texture. He gently traced his perfectly-cut lips, ran a finger over the vampire's bottom lip slightly moist with saliva and flinched slightly under his accelerated breath.

He was real.

Without thinking long, he pulled V to his chest and surrounded him with his hands, closing the vampire in a tight embrace.

- I thought I'd never see you again... - He whispered, feeling tears welling up in his eyes.

- I'm here, Kookie. You're safe now. - V replied hugging him tighter.

***