***

Jackson washed the pepper, then laid it on a chopping board and began cutting it into thin stripes. He was not an outstanding cook, but he usually did quite well. When he was a young boy, he loved sitting with his grandmother in the kitchen. It was she who gave him the recipe of traditional cuisine and revealed various family secrets.

Recently, however, he cooked only for himself, so he felt the pressure to do well. He wanted to cook something tasty for V as an apology, even though the situation between them was not tense. The very next day after that quarrel and his kiss, they explained everything. Jackson apologized for his behavior, and the blond did not want to go too far with this topic. So he suggested that they forget about everything and immediately after that, he acted as if Jackson had never even tried to kiss him, as if that day and this event had never happened.

However, he could not forget about it...

He kept replaying their conversation in his head. He wondered if he could say or do something else, so that V wouldn't turn him off that way. He wasn't sure why, but he couldn't stop analyzing it. And the worst thing about it was that he couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if V returned his kiss...

Sometimes he imagined the blond man pushing him strongly against the wall and kissing him so much that he lacks oxygen in his lungs, and then fucks him hard and long until his legs refuse to obey him.

Instinctively, he licked his lips, trying to focus on cutting. The knife he used was damn sharp so he didn't want to cut himself. His hands, however, seemed to remember perfectly all the necessary movements. He cut quickly and nimbly, so after a while he was ready to throw the vegetable into the pan. He quickly added ginger and garlic, then fry everything together in a wok. The room immediately filled with an intense aroma of spices.

- Mmmm how good it smells! - a voice called suddenly from inside the living room.

Jackson looked up and his intense gaze met flawless blue eyes looking over his shoulder. V sat on the couch and played one of his favorite games. Jackson didn't quite know how to play it properly, so he decided to take care of dinner, and in addition he wanted to apologize to V for his recent behavior.

- If you like the smell, wait until I'm done. You will definitely like it! - he said with a smile.

- Can you tell me at least what it will be? - V asked, looking at him with one eye and at the game with the other.

A slight smile appeared on the vampire's lips as his character defeated another opponent. V was extremely good at this game. Jackson watched his fingers move nimbly across the pad for a moment, commanding the virtual heroine in a tight purple costume then looked back to the pan. He tossed the meat into the wok and began to fry it.

- It's Gong bao chicken - he finally said, glancing back toward the couch. V turned slightly toward him and raised his perfect eyebrows.

- Gang... w-what? - he asked, and Jackson laughed out loud.

- Gong bao - he repeated, clearly emphasizing each letter. - This is a dish from Sichuan cuisine. My grandmother came from this province of China and when I was little, she always made such a chicken for me. I thought you will love it too - he explained, shrugging slightly and began to slowly pour the sauce into the fried meat.

V frowned, then turned off the game and set his pad aside. He turned back harder on the couch so he could see more closely what was going on in the kitchen. Jackson didn't look at him. The boy was clearly focused on the dish he was preparing. Every now and then he would add sauce, stirring it constantly with the contents of the pan.

- Are you from China? - he asked, surprised by what the young vampire had just said.

At his words, Jackson raised his eyes and for a moment their eyes met. The boy licked his lips, then straightened a little harder.

- Yes. I was born and raised there. My family moved to Korea when my father got a job offer here. I was about eleven, maybe twelve years old.

- Do you know Chinese? - he inquired. The young vampire laughed at his question.

- Of course I know. Have you ever seen a Chinese who doesn't know Chinese? - He answered the question with a question.

He grabbed a handful of peanuts from the counter and tossed them into a wok, then began mixing the whole meal again. The dish was almost ready, the whole room smelled of garlic, ginger and soy sauce, making him feel extremely hungry. Although the vampire body did not need human food to survive, he still remembered some human behaviors and reacted automatically to the stimuli he experienced.

- Why I didn't know you were Chinese? - V asked again, frowning his perfect eyebrows.

Jackson looked at him again, then leaned his hip against the kitchen island and ran a hand through his platinum hair. A sincere laugh escaped his lips.

- Somehow I didn't get the chance to tell you. It's hard to put in "I'm Chinese" between "harder" and "faster"... - he joked, laughing loudly and went back to mixing.

V rolled his eyes, then got up from the couch and started toward him. Jackson leaned over his wok and scooped a piece of chicken and sauce onto a spoon. He blew at it, then slid the food into his mouth. Chewing, he murmured in appreciation. He hadn't cooked for anyone in a long time, but he was proud of himself. The food was really delicious. He hoped that V would think it was worth the wait.

- I'm sorry - V said suddenly behind him.

Hearing his words, Jackson immediately stopped chewing and looked at him surprised. He didn't know what the vampire was sorry for. Their memorable quarrel took place a few days ago, and he was the one that should apologize and he did it the next day. He felt stupid after what he shouted when leaving V's apartment. He still thought that everything he said then was true, but he should pay more attention to the words he choose and to V's feelings. He knew that the elder still loved Jungkook.

- Why are you... - he began, but before he could finish it, V interrupted him.

- For treating you like that - he explained. - For many years I used people only for my own pleasure. I didn't care what anyone else felt. You were one of such people to me. I should have treated you better... - he continued, looking him straight in the eye.

The young vampire stood paralyzed for a moment, staring straight at the wonderful blue irises of the elder. V looked incredibly attractive today, even though he didn't even have to try. His hair was slightly tousled. Recently, he didn't care about arranging them at all, so he let them just dry themselves after a shower. It made them seem even more fluffy, gently falling on his forehead and eyes. Jackson, looking at him, wanted to sink his fingers into his hair to see if they were as soft as they looked.

V was wearing one of his white oversized shirts and a tie, loosely hung around his neck, which only emphasized how slim it was. His skin regained that wonderful caramel tone, was smooth and almost shiny. Looking at him, Jackson felt a characteristic pressure down his stomach. It felt as if a flock of butterflies were jumping in it. He cleared his throat so that he could utter a word.

- You do not have to apologize. I enjoyed our relation as much as you did. If it wasn't good, I just wouldn't meet you anymore - he said quickly, then looked at the wok.

He felt his cheeks burning. He wasn't lying. What he said was true. He never blamed V for what their relation was like at the time. From the beginning he knew what the rule was and he didn't mind. He was broken and hurt after parting with Bam, and V was the perfect getaway. Somehow they used each other.

Plus V was perfect. Damn handsome, funny and sex with him was amazing. He had ever felt so good with anyone, even Bambam, despite their strong feelings. Everything V did was perfect. At first he thought it was due to his vampire nature, but over time he became convinced that there was something special about him. At the mere mention of how the elder took care of him, his mouth was dry.

After their quarrel a few days ago, he promised himself that he would hold himself together and keep his distance, as V wishes. He knew that the elder apparently needed more time to let him approach, so he wanted to give him time. He decided to be a good friend and show V that he could trust him, and maybe in some time, the vampire will let him get closer. Now, however, he felt again, as if the earth were to slide beneath his feet and his heart to break free from his chest. It was enough that V stood close and he couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the vampire approaching him. He stopped only a few centimeters from him and rested his buttocks on the island, and his hands folded on his chest. Jackson could smell his perfume, masculine and extremely attractive, mixed with the smell of his skin, seemed to overpower him. He tried not to look at him, so that nothing stupid would occur to him again, but he had the impression that V's closeness was attacking all his senses.

- I know that our relationship was clear from the beginning, but after all... I could devote a little more attention to you... - saying that, V leaned a little closer towards him, looking over his shoulder to look at the pan.

Jackson swallowed loudly and embarrassed, pushed the unruly strand of his hair behind his ear, trying to ignore the vampire's closeness.

- W-wanna try? - he asked suddenly, feeling panic rising. He had the impression that he would do something really stupid. He felt almost like a teenager in love who is about to steal his first kiss. - It's almost ready...

- Sure! - V said and smiled broadly.

His smile was great. Every time it adorned his face, the vampire seemed younger. He had a wonderfully boyish charm. His lips formed a charming box, which made his smile extremely original and unique. Seeing this, a smile crept over his lips as well.

Without asking any more, he took some food on a teaspoon and put it under V's lips. The blond obediently parted his lips and let the spoon slip into his mouth. He took the food from it and immediately felt the wonderful taste. The meat was perfectly seasoned, the soy sauce was perfectly combined with spices and peanuts, leaving an unforgettable taste on the tongue.

- Mmmm - he muttered appreciatively. - Hey, that's really delicious. I wasn't convinced of your cooking skills, but I have to admit that you did it well.

- Oh Jesus! - Hearing his words, Jackson clutched at his heart playfully and laughed out loud. - What happened that Jackson Wang deserved such a compliment from the mouth of the greatest vampire of all time? - he asked amused.

V just rolled his eyes and gave him a light blow to the stomach, and Jackson laughed even louder. The elder snatched a spoon from his hand and scooped some meat on it, then slipped it into his mouth again.

- Hey! The snacking time is over! - Wang scolded and pushed him away from the wok, slamming his hip with his own.

V retreated and leaned back against the kitchen island, chewing on what he had managed to steal. Jackson gave him a furtive glance, but it was enough for him to see a small drop of sauce in the corner of his mouth. He wanted to stretch out his hand and run the tip of his finger over his lips, but he looked away and merely cleared his throat.

- Uh-you got a little dirty - he muttered under his breath, gesturing with his hand towards his mouth, but avoiding looking at him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the vampire slide his tongue over his lower lip, and then also move his thumb over it to make sure he wipes everything. He put his dirty thumb to his mouth and licked off the rest of the sauce. Jackson felt that the kitchen was getting unbearably hot, so he began to stir the dish nervously to finish cooking as soon as possible.

- I just thought... There is so much of food that it is enough for several people. Maybe you would like to invite boys? I know you have had a hard time lately, but maybe it's a goid time to meet them. They miss you. Very much... - saying that, he glanced at V again.

He did not want to interfere too much in his relationship with friends and knew that V did not like it, so he expected that in a moment he would hear a few sharp words. The vampire was silent for a moment, and even though he wasn't looking at him, he felt his intense eyesight.

- You're right - he said suddenly. - I couldn't look at their happiness when my life was falling apart like a house of cards, but it wasn't their fault... - He added, then fell silent again. Almost instinctively, he slipped his hand into his pocket and took out his cell phone. He unblocked it and looked at the contact list. - And I miss them too... - he confessed, looking at Yoongi's name on the display.

- Then message them to come - Jackson encouraged. - We'll all eat together.

V looked at his friend's name for a moment, then entered the message and wrote a short text to him, asking him to come and then press the send button. When he did, he was relieved and a gentle smile crept over his lips.

For the first time in a long time he felt good.

Ever since Jungkook had disappeared, he felt he couldn't breathe, and now, thinking of his friends, he felt the pressure in his chest ease a little. Perhaps meeting them is the first step towards recovery, he thought.

- V? Everything is all right? - Jackson asked suddenly.

When he looked up, he saw that the young vampire was standing right in front of him now. He didn't quite know what the boy meant and why his face looked so worried, but after a while Jackson reached out and stroked his cheek, wiping his tear with his thumb.

Until now, he did not realize that he let his emotions find an outlet, creating crystalline tears and rolling down his caramel skin. He looked up and met Jackson's eyes.

- Thank you - he whispered.

They looked at each other for a moment, then V felt the boy grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly. A gentle smile crept over his lips.

- I'm here for you - Jackson said, approaching him. - I don't want to watch you suffer... - he added and stroked his cheek again, wiping it dry.

- I thought that it will finally stop hurting - he finally confessed, after a moment of silence. - But it doesn't stop... Not even for a moment... And I... - he paused, as if he couldn't finish his sentence.

Jackson watched him closely. V looked away, and the young vampire put his hand under his chin and lifted it gently, forcing the vampire to look at him again.

- I would like it to stop hurting so much... - he finished with difficulty, feeling the burning sensation under his eyelids.

Suddenly Jackson without a word leaned closer to him and tried to kiss him, but before their lips met, V turned his face away.

- I can't, Jackson - he whispered, but the young vampire didn't back away.

On the contrary. He pressed him closer to the island, trapping him in the prison of his body as he did a few days ago, then lowered his lips and placed a gentle kiss on his neck.

- Please, let me... - he muttered, lips close to his skin. - I know that you love him... I do not expect that there will be something more between us, but I know that you also need it... - he said quietly, then put his lips to his neck again and began to kiss it slowly gliding toward his collarbone.

At first V stood paralyzed. He rested his hands on the island's top and clamped them tightly. His body was tense. He wanted to push him away, but at the same time he wanted him not to stop. He was confused. He only wanted to make love to Jungkook, he wanted him in every possible way, but he had the impression that his whole body was like an open wound that hurts and does not want to heal, and he knew that Jackson could take this pain from him and at least for a while let him breathe again.

- Please, V. Let me take this pain... - he whispered again, then raised his hands and without stopping kissing him on the neck, he slowly began to undo the buttons of his white shirt.

V felt a burning sensation under his eyelids, his throat tightened so much that he couldn't utter a word. The young vampire's mouth began to glide slowly down his chest, and his nimble fingers undid more buttons. V was passive, unable to force himself to touch him.

Jackson pulled away from him gently and looked into his eyes. V was breathing hard, but it wasn't caused by excitement. He felt torn. He wanted his caresses to please him, but every touch he felt seemed to burn his skin, as if leaving an irreversible mark on it.

- I promise I'll make you feel better... - Jackson whispered, then stretched out his hands and began to gently unbutton his belt. - Let me make you forget about him again...

***

Jungkook looked in the rearview mirror and then changed lane. He was driving quite fast. In less than an hour he was supposed to meet with another client. He looked surreptitiously at the black bag that lay beside him in the passenger seat. Even though it was closed, he knew it contained Vamptasy vials.

At the very thought of it, his hands reflexively tightened on the black steering wheel, and bile from his stomach came up his throat. He hated every moment he spent working for Baekhyun. Feeling that all this was beginning to overwhelm him again, he did what he had always done since he parted with V - he thought of the image of his blue eyes.

Several days have passed since his meeting with Yoongi, but since then, he couldn't stop thinking about his words. He couldn't believe that V was thinking of suicide. The thought of it made him even more sick, and the desire to see him tightened his throat like a vice, almost not allowing him to breathe. He couldn't gather his thoughts. He was so thoughtful and distracted that it was only when he passed his exit that he realized he was driving in the wrong way.

- Fuck! - he cursed under his breath, looking around at the possibility of a relapse.

After a few minutes, he managed to find a new exit, when he turned around and stopped the car at the traffic lights, he saw that he was at the exit that led to V's warehouse. He swallowed nervously and looked away from it. Waiting for the light to turn green, he began tapping his fingers nervously on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young couple walking on the sidewalk, holding hands. Through the open window he could hear the girl's soft laugh, when the boy said something funny to her and instinctively, he looked at them. The boy pulled the girl to him and with a smile on his lips ran his hand over her chin, caressing it gently with his fingers, and Jungkook had the impression that suddenly someone took all the oxygen from his lungs.

He knew the gesture so well.

There was one and only person who always touched him in this way.

V.

He remembered as accurately as V leaned slightly toward him, then, looking him straight in the eye, put his hand under his chin and gently teased his skin with his long fingers. He loved it so damn much. The look of his eyes, the tender touch of his hand... The amount of love with which he made that gesture.

Every time...

He was sitting paralyzed, looking toward the couple. Before his eyes, however, the image of the couple changed significantly. He could almost see himself and V in them now walking down the pavement. He could see V and his wonderful boxy smile... He could almost imagine the warmth of his hand squeezing his. A look of blue eyes looking so intensely at his chocolate irises...

He felt he couldn't breathe. He wanted to close his eyes and stop looking at them, but he couldn't. He was so damn jealous that they could hold hands and smile at each other, not knowing what the fear of losing the other person was.

"If you really love him, come back to him. It is not too late."

Yoongi's words almost seemed to roar in his head. His heart was beating so much that he felt it leap from his chest. His eyes were fixed on the young couple. He wanted to look away but couldn't. He envied them. He was so damn jealous of them. He wanted to grab V by the hand and pull him close to him to enclose him in his arms and never let him go. He wanted to feel his smell, the warmth of his body, he wanted to taste his lips.

Suddenly, the honk of the car standing behind him pulled him out of his thoughts. The light turned green again and the driver urged him to move and not block the passage, but he was paralyzed. His hands rested on the steering wheel, his feet on the pedals, but he couldn't bring himself to leave.

The man behind him honked at him again, but when Jungkook still did not react, irritated passed him and drove away with shrieking tires, probably cursing harshly under his breath. Brunet blinked several times. He still couldn't breathe, as if an invisible weight was pressing on his chest. Suddenly, however, as if pushed by some supernatural force, he started the engine and started off. However, he did not go ahead as he should, and turned into a path that he tried hard to ignore.

He knew he shouldn't do it, but his body was running faster than his mind and common sense. So he let his heart drive his body. Probably breaking all possible regulations, he turned back on the road and turned toward the exit to V's warehouse. His heart began to beat even more strongly, as if it was running to a blond vampire. He didn't even know what he was going to do, but he couldn't help himself.

After twenty minutes he noticed the warehouse in which V lived. He entered the property and stopped the car near the entrance. He turned off the engine and sat in place for a moment, squeezing the steering wheel so tightly that it felt like he would crush under the pressure of his hands. He felt nervous but also excited.

He wanted to see him so much...

Almost two months have passed since he parted with V. These were the worst and longest months of his life. He knew he shouldn't be here. If Baekhyun finds out that he broke the basic principle of their agreement, he will have serious problems, but he could not resist.

He didn't even know how long he sat outside the warehouse in his Mustang, motionless. He heard the sound of his own blood and heartbeat in his ears. His breathing was so loud that he felt like it was going to break the windows. He couldn't move.

After some time, he opened the door and got out of the car. Instinctively, he looked around and saw V's black Ducati, parked exactly where V usually left it, but this time there was another unknown car next to the motorcycle. As he guessed, it was probably Jackson's car. Instinctively, he bit his lower lip and his hands clenched into fists. He knew V was supposed to only allow Jackson, but he couldn't lie that it didn't bother him. He felt jealous of the time he had lost to the young vampire, plus Yoongi's words made him uneasy.

Without thinking, he headed toward the entrance. He wasn't sure if he should come in himself or knock on the door. He didn't know if V wanted to see him after he left. He had a million questions in his head and thousands of words that he wanted to tell him, but he knew that there were no words that could express his love and longing that almost devoured him from the inside. There was nobody in the training hall, he didn't even see any signs of use. Everything looked exactly like the day he left, as if time had stopped when he crossed the threshold of their apartment.

Has time also stopped for V?

When he stood at the door of the apartment, he felt his whole body tremble. His hands were shaking, his heart galloped in the chest as a herd of wild horses. He felt almost the same as on the night he came to V to confess his feelings to him.

Will everything end well for them this time? What if Yoongi was wrong and it's too late for him to come back? What if he had already lost him even though he did everything to save him?

He sucked in a loud breath and reached out a trembling hand, then slowly pressed on the door handle. He opened the door almost silently and opened it, but he thought that nobody was in the apartment. He could smell the intense smell of food, as if someone were cooking something. Slightly bolder, he pushed the door harder and took a step forward to look inside.

His gaze immediately stopped at the two men standing in the kitchen. V stood with his buttocks against the island, his hands strongly squeezed the table top, his head was slightly tilted back and his eyes closed, lips slightly parted... but what made him feel as if the ground was sliding under his feet, the fact that another man stood right before him. Slightly shorter and with platinum hair, his lips caressed the vampire's neck placing wet kisses on it, and his right hand slipped into his black jeans and moved gently, caressing him. Jungkook had no doubt as to who the man was.

Jackson.

An involuntary moan escaped his lips and he instinctively covered his mouth with his hand. Both men immediately looked at him, and Jackson jumped away from V, almost as if the vampire was burning him. But the only thing Jungkook saw was the wonderful blue irises he so longed to see, staring straight into his eyes. V blinked several times, as if he didn't believe what he saw, as if he didn't believe Jungkook was really here. He licked his lips and quickly grabbed his pants, buttoning them. His long fingers reflexively found his way to his white shirt and buttoned several middle buttons, leaving the rest unfastened.

Jackson was clearly embarrassed. He cleared his throat loudly and ran his hand through his hair, then grabbed his sweatshirt from the couch and smiled at V apologetically, clearly not knowing how to behave.

- I-I will better go... - he said quickly and started toward the door, saying nothing more.

He passed by Jungkook, who was still standing on the threshold of the apartment frozen. His eyes did not leave V for a moment. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt pain in his chest. He wanted to run away, but he couldn't move, as if his body had betrayed him and acted outside of him.

- Jungkook... - V finally whispered, reaching out his hands and taking a step forward.

Hearing his name, rolling from those wonderful lips, pronounced in a deep, velvet voice of the vampire, he let a soft moan rise from his lips. He let out all the air he had held up until now without even realizing it, then took a step back. He felt he had to get out of here. He had the feeling that everything he fought so hard was just passing through his fingers and he didn't know how to stop it.

- I-I also have to go... - he choked in a shaky voice and turned back, quickly running out of the apartment.

He could still hear V calling his name, but he couldn't stop. He felt a burning sensation under his eyelids and felt as if he would fall to pieces. He could barely keep himself together for the past two months. Each day was a struggle not to give up. Every day he recalled the image of V to know what he was doing and for whom, and now he thought he had lost what he was fighting so hard for. His heart ached as if it had been ripped from his chest and crushed in front of him.

He could feel the burning tears running down his cheeks. The image in front of him was all blurred, so he almost blindly ran ahead, toward the exit door. His throat was so tight that it was close enough to suffocate him. He could hear his own heartbeat rumbling in his ears that almost ripped his eardrums. It seemed that V was calling his name, but he no longer knew what was real.

When he reached the door, he desperately pulled on the door handle to open it, but to his surprise, someone blocked it with his hand. He struggled awkwardly for a moment, trying to get out, but the individual was relentless. His long fingers only pressed harder against the door, locking it in place.

- Ih-I have to get out of here... - he choked, pulling the door again.

- Jungkook, look at me! - finally the voice behind him said.

It was low and warm. It caressed his senses like honey and was so wonderfully familiar that the boy wanted to cry. He missed this voice so much, the way V seemed to caress every vowel of his name with such a tenderness that no one else could. It seemed to him that after almost two months something should change, but nothing changed, nor the sensitivity with which the vampire pronounced his name, nor concern. Immediately his eyes began to sting more strongly with the pressure of tears.

V, as if seeing that the boy had finally heard him, grabbed his arm and pulled him gently, forcing him to face him. When their eyes met, he felt as if his heart was falling apart again into a million pieces. These wonderful, dark chocolate-colored eyes were now all wet with tears, the delicate lips trembled so much that he only wanted to stop their trembling with his lips, kissing them and whispering him a million times how much he loves him.

- I-I have to... Ih-I have to leave... I can't breathe... Everything... Everything I did... Agreement with B-baekhyun... - the boy said in a trembling voice. He was visibly shaky, tears still running down his cheeks. His whole body was trembling, and V couldn't understand what was going on. - Yh-Yoongi said it's not too late... But it is, r-right? I was late...

- Jungkook?! What are you talking about? Where are you late? What agreement are you talking about? - V. asked

He was completely confused. So many times he almost prayed that Jungkook would come back. He wanted so much to see him on the threshold of his apartment, but he slowly lost hope that this day would come. Almost two months have passed since the boy disappeared. He couldn't believe that he was really here, that he was standing in front of him... and even less he understood of his words. He saw that the boy was very shaky, he spoke in a very chaotic way, tearing his words to shreds. His body was constantly shaken with crying spasms, which further hindered him from understanding what was actually going on.

- N-no... I have to leave... - he groaned and turned his back on him again.

With a shaking hand, he grabbed the door to open it, but V grabbed his wrist and turned sharply toward him.

He couldn't let him go.

Not this time.

He shifted his hand to Jungkook's and folded their hands together, then looked him straight in the eye.

- Do you remember what you wrote in the letter you left on our hill? Because I read it so many times that I know every word by heart. You wrote that you hope that we will meet again someday and that then I will grab you by the hand, we will fold our hands together and I will never let you go... And I will not let you go, you understand? - he said, squeezing his hand tighter.

The emotions were clearly heard in his voice, but he didn't care. Now is not the time to be ashamed or to be afraid that someone would consider him weak. If needed, he was ready to beg Jungkook to stay. At his words the younger face took on a new expression. He pulled his eyebrows together and looked at V's face as if only now he heard his words.

- You found my letter? - he asked, clearly surprised, but his voice seemed calmer.

There was a strange flash in his tearful eyes. V, unable to resist, reached out his hand and stroked his cheek, marking the line of his jaw with his thumb.

- Of course I found it, Baby Doll - he said tenderly, and Jungkook almost instinctively snuggled into his hand, as if craving his touch. - This was our place...

They were silent for a moment. V still stroked the younger's cheek and let him calm down. When he heard that his heart slowed a bit and his breathing was more even, he moved his hand under his chin and raised his head gently so that the boy looked him straight in the eye.

- I looked everywhere for you like crazy. Where have you been all this time? Why are you back? - he asked. The boy hesitated, as if he was hiding some terrible secret he was afraid to confess. - What agreement were you talking about? - he continued.

He did not want to press him, but he had to know what happened and why the boy reappeared in his life. Why did he come back now? He wanted to know if he still felt the same way he felt about him.

Jungkook was silent, fighting with himself. He looked torn and hurt. His body was still trembling, from time to time a muffled sob escaped his lips.

- Please, Doll... Trust me - V whispered, resting his forehead on this Jungkook's. For a moment their breaths mixed into one. - You are here. You came back...

- That day... - he finally began uncertainly. His pulse accelerated again, as if the boy was upset with something, so V just squeezed his hand harder, encouraging him to trust him. His blue eyes never broke eye contact. - That day, when Jin dropped the body into the workshop, Baekhyun contacted me. He wanted to meet face to face, so I met him the next day. He... He finally admitted that he knew where Jin was. Jin told him why he wanted to hurt you and Baek did not want to let that happen, so he offered me help... Cooperation. He said he would lead me to Jin and help me kill him... But... - He stopped, as if what he was going to say cost him too much.

- Nothing is free when it comes to Baek - V said. - Baby Doll, what did he tell you to do? What did he want? - he asked, feeling the anger grow in him.

- You - Jungkook finally choked out. - He wanted me to leave you, to disappear from your life. And I... I didn't know if I could do it... But Baekhyun gave me the address. This factory... You saved these young vampires and you were so damn happy... - Jungkook broke off again, felt his throat tighten again. Tears started flowing from his eyes again. - So I decided to do it... I wrote this letter and then returned to the workshop. I should disappear right away, but I wanted to... I wanted to remember everything about you. Learn you by heart just in case... If I never saw you again... I wanted to remember everything... Your touch, your taste. I was going to leave at night when you were sleeping, but I couldn't bring myself to leave... So I was lying in bed next to you and I was just looking at you... - Brunet fell silent again, trying to calm his trembling voice. He wiped his cheek with his hand, collecting tears from it, and licked his lips, feeling the salty taste on them. - In the morning... Everything I said then... None of this was real. Nothing. I let you think that I don't love you enough to stay when I really loved you too much... I still love you too much...

Jungkook broke off again. He needed a moment to speak again. His throat was so tight that he almost lacked oxygen. V just looked at him closely, his face unreadable.

- Somehow I came across Yoongi few days ago. He told me that when he found you, you were drunk and desperate... That you wanted to kill yourself... - on the last word, his voice clearly broke. - That the only thing keeping you alive is the hope that I would come back. He said that it is not too late to retreat and come back... Since that day I have been repeating his words in my head over and over again. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wanted to protect you and I could lose you. Irrevocably. So I had to come here. I had to see you... Find out that it's not too late to come back... But when I saw you and...

- There is no me and Jackson - V said quickly, interrupting him. - There is nothing between us. What you saw... It was a mistake. Moment of weakness. Nothing more - he explained. - Ever since you disappeared, I was in pain... All the time. I wanted it to stop hurting...

- Did you and him... - he choked out.

He was afraid to hear the answer for this question, but he had to know. He had to know that he still had someone to come back to. He wanted to make sure that V didn't stop loving him, that they still had something magical, stronger than anything else in this world.

- Nothing else happened. What you saw... I swear it's the only thing that happened between us and even if you didn't interrupt us, nothing else would happen. I couldn't make love to him... Even when he touched me, I was able to think only of you... - saying that, V got closer to him, so close that they were only centimeters apart.

He rested his forehead on his again and looked him straight in the eye. Their breaths mixed into one, and the heart of the younger again began to beat faster and harder. This time, however, not from nerves but from the proximity of their bodies. V moistened his lips with his tongue. He wanted to put their lips together again, feel their warmth on his own.

- It's only you. There was always only you... - he said finally. - I just want you and it will never change. I love you, Doll. I love you so much and I can't stop... - he confessed with his mouth next to the lips of the younger.

Hearing his words, Jungkook put a hand on his cheek, then he beat the last centimeters separating them and clung to him with his lips. Their lips immediately found a common rhythm, moving gently and sensually. Kissing him after such a long time of separation, it was like coming home after many years of wandering alone. His lips were warm and tender. The taste of his lips so unique and yet so familiar.

- I was so damn jealous when I saw him touching you... - Jungkook confessed between kisses.

- It meant nothing. There is only you. There will always be only you... - V repeated, then pressed on his lips harder, parting his lips with his tongue. He slid it greedily inside his mouth, tasting him, like he would taste refined wine.

Jungkook sighed violently in his mouth, longing for him so much. Longing for him like never before. Everything related to him. His touch, his smell, his taste. Their tongues teased each other, rubbing against one another, writhing in erotic dance. V sucked on his tongue, ripping another delightful moan from his throat.

They separated from each other only when the younger's lungs demanded the necessary dose of oxygen, yet Jungkook moved away only from him by millimeters, as if he was afraid that a greater distance would make the vampire disappear. He took his face in his warm hands and rested his forehead on his.

- Show me. Show me that you still love me... that I should stay... - he whispered straight into his mouth, and V in response pressed strongly on his lips, joining them again. - Prove me I'm still yours... - His words were like a challenge.

Hearing them, V looked at his face and measured him with his intense gaze for a moment. Suddenly, without unnecessary words, he jerked him hard and swapped them in one agile movement. In an instant Jungkook stood leaning against the wall, dominated by the hard and strong body of the vampire.

When his back hit the wall he moaned quietly and for a moment their eyes met. The familiar and calm blue of V irises disappeared somewhere, giving way to a mysterious black. It seemed to him that the vampire's eyes were burning with all shades of fire. They both breathed quickly. Jungkook's heart was beating hard and chaotic in his chest, trying to free itself like a wild bird tethered.

The vampire clung to him with his body almost on the entire length, then jerked his hands and, notwithstanding his pain, stuck them to the wall above his head. For a moment Jungkook felt as if he had crossed the line he should not have crossed. V looked at him with his dark eyes, he was breathing heavily, as if his emotions were at the edge. After a moment he noticed that the vampire's fangs were extending and for the first time in a long time he could see him in his vampire form.

V clenched his hands even harder, so much that Jungkook was convinced that bruises would appear on his wrists. When the vampire approached him even more, he felt fear arise in his veins. The blond, however, suddenly caught his lower lip with his fangs and bit into it, cutting it with his fangs, then immediately licked his blood with his tongue and stuck it into his lips, taking his breath with a long kiss. Tasting him like never before. So impulsive, hungrily. Fear quickly turned into lust he couldn't resist.

- Make love to me... - he commanded, pronouncing the words almost desperately and re-joined their lips in a feverish kiss.

His intoxicating intimacy, all longing, all the frustration caused by their separation, found their way out again. They kissed so passionately as if they hadn't done it for centuries. Their tongues danced around with such passion and desire as if their lives depended on it. And maybe that's how it was. Jungkook clung to him as strongly as if all the air belonged to V and he could only survive by kissing his lips.

Only after a moment of such feverish kisses, the vampire's body relaxed slightly. As soon as the raven haired boy felt that the vampire's hands loosened his grip, he pulled his wrists and grabbed the vampire's ass, while pressing his crotch to his own, and V, fully understanding what the younger expected, moved his hips harder forward so that their hardening cocks rub against each other. The younger groaned loudly in his mouth.

- Oh, I need you, V! - he groaned.

His hungry hands quickly moved to the vampire's shirt, and his fingers began to fight the buttons. Their lips were still joined. Their kisses were somewhat chaotic, hungry, as if all longing suddenly found their way out into the dance of their tongues. When Jungkook struggled with another button, unable to unbutton it, he simply grabbed the white fabric firmly and tugged at it, tearing his shirt apart. Several buttons fell to the ground around their feet. V, surprised by his behavior, pulled back slightly and looked at his torn shirt, then straight into the eyes of the younger.

- It's Gucci - he said, breathing heavily in excitement.

Jungkook grabbed the edges of the white fabric and quickly took the shirt off his shoulders, almost ripping it off his body, then threw it on the ground and quickly grabbed the belt of his pants, as if he could not bear the fact that there were clothes between them.

- I don't care it's Gucci. I need you. Now!

V licked his lower lip and looked at him with that wonderful, sexy gaze, then smirked at him.

- Jesus, how I missed you, Baby Doll - he said, almost devouring him with his eyes.

- I missed you more! - the raven haired boy replied and without hesitation grabbed the belt of his pants, quickly detaching it.

Without waiting for any permission, he simply pulled his pants off his narrow hips and slid them down to the height of his calves, showing his slim, smooth thighs. After a moment he straightened up and looked V up and down. After all, the vampire stood in front of him exactly as he wanted - breathtakingly beautiful and naked, his cock almost fully erected stood proudly, so indecently smooth and perfect. Hunger glinted in his black eyes as he devoured him so damn greedily that he lacked oxygen in his lungs.

At the sight of the vampire's naked body, Jungkook felt his body almost burn with desire. He reached out and ran his fingertips over his hard chest. He ran a hand over his beautiful collarbones, to his protruding nipple and slide his hand over his stomach muscles, which so wonderfully flexed under his touch. As the delicate fingertips examined his lower abdomen, he was pleased to see that the head of the vampire's cock began to shine more strongly under the influence of juices, and his dick rose more strongly, as if encouraging him to act. Seeing this, he felt his stomach muscles contract and he lick his lips instinctively.

He took a step forward, reducing the painful distance that separated them to a minimum and without breaking eye contact with him, he grabbed V's dick, strongly wrapping his fingers around it, and in response he obtained a low, throaty growl. The vampire reflexively reached out his hand and leaned it on the wall, which was behind the raven haired boy, so as not to lose his balance by this sudden, sensual attack. Jungkook without hesitation began to move his hand up and down his cock, with firm but smooth movements, all the time looking at him defiantly in the eyes.

- Ah! Shit! - V cursed vehemently, unable to resist, then bit his lower lip to suppress another moaning in his throat.

Being caressed after such a long time and by someone who he was craving the most in the world has almost taken his senses. He had the feeling that he would soon come in these wonderful male hands, but he wanted this pleasure to last forever, so he bit his lower lip hard until he felt the taste of his own blood in his mouth as his fangs dug into the delicate skin easily.

- I saw what Jackson was doing to you when I opened the door... - Jungkook said suddenly, without stopping moving his hand.

He was jealous that the platinum blond touched V, but something new was heard in his voice. Something V had never heard before. There was some strange determination in him, anger, regret, but also authority, as if the boy wanted to prove to him that he belonged to him, no matter how many others would pass through his bed, it would always be only him, because only he reached where no one else could. Never.

- You were just as hard for him as you are for me now? - he asked, speeding up his hand movements.

- N-no... - V choked out, breathing heavily.

Jungkook's hand was unyielding. His movements as precise as if he were reading his thoughts. It was sweet torture. So wonderful that it led him to the edge of the abyss he never wanted to come back from.

- Oh! You want more? - the younger continued, but he didn't even wait for an answer.

He didn't need it.

He moved his hand down, sliding it between his thighs, slightly sweaty from excitement, and began to caress his balls, knowing exactly how to drive him crazy.

- Aaah! - V moaned extensively, instinctively throwing his head back, exposing his long, slender neck and parting his sensual lips.

- You feel good? - Jungkook continued, though he didn't need confirmation.

He moved his hand again to his hot, swollen cock. He felt the older man's hard dick twitch encouragingly in his hand. His touch was so pleasant to V that cream drops of pre-cum appeared on top. He ran his thumb over the smooth head, picking up this wonderful moisture from it and rubbed it in circular motions along the entire length.

- You were as wet for him as you are for me now? - he continued, though he didn't need an answer.

- Oh fuck! N-nooo... Just for you, Baby Doll... - V said quickly and let another wonderful groan escape from his lips.

Jungkook smiled mysteriously. He missed this man so damn. For everything that was associated with him. He took his hands from his cock, and a groan of disapproval escaped his lips for the sudden loss of this wonderful warmth. Their eyes met for a moment. V looked beautiful like never before. Standing in front of him almost completely naked, defenseless, with a cock hard as a rock, swaying proudly only for him. His breathing was chaotic and dazzling, his eyes sparkling with lust.

Seeing him like that, he didn't have to ask anymore. He knew exactly who the man in front of him belonged to. Every smallest cell of this vampire belonged to him. And only to him. And he knew that no one would be able to change it. Never.

- Do you know what I've dreamed of since we split up? - he asked, continuing his sensual game. - I wanted to be able to touch you. Caress you like this is the first and last time. I wanted to be able to taste you again. Feel your taste on my tongue, knowing that I am the one who brought you to this state... - he confessed in a low, sexy voice.

- Oh fuck, yeah! Please, Baby Doll. Please, do it!

Without waiting any longer, Jungkook lowered himself and fell to his knees before him. He quickly gripped his hard cock with his lips and sucked the wet tip inside his hot, waiting mouth, closing his delicate lips around him. He sucked him hard, greedily, as if his life depend on it.

At first, the vampire only swore several times, feeling the tongue of the brunet dance around his swollen cock, but eventually gave up, losing himself completely. His hands almost instinctively found their way to the dark strands. The boy's hair was now longer than when he had last seen him, but that made him look even sexier. He slipped his long fingers into the dark curls and pushed his head a little more forward, wanting to feel him even more accurately, and the younger allowed him to do it without a trace of protest.

His delicate lips parted harder, encouraging him to slide in deeper, which V immediately took advantage of. He wanted to tilt his head and close his eyes, sinking in this blissful pleasure, but he wanted to see him. He did not take his hungry eyes from him for a moment, absorbing his sight.

Jungkook allowed him to control his movements and how deep and how fast he slips his cock into his mouth, and he gladly took advantage of it. He pulled him hard on his hair, almost causing pain, but that only intensified their excitement. The younger purred sexyly, gliding his lips up and down his hard cock, feeling like with every move, his own excitement grows, and V's dick vibrates eagerly.

He wanted to slip his hand into his pants and take care of his throbbing cock, but he stopped himself. He tightened his hands on the vampire's ass, digging his fingers into his smooth, caramel skin and sucking his cock more tightly inside his mouth, to which V cursed again in response, then growled almost like a wild animal.

The older man's thighs began to tremble slightly, and his stomach muscles tightened. Jungkook knew the vampire was close and he couldn't wait. V's taste became more intense, the breath even more chaotic, and the hip movements stronger and more desperate. He moved his tongue from the head to the shaft of his cock, then lowered his lips a little more and sucked on the delicate skin of his testicles.

- Ah, fuck! I-I can't! - V said quickly, and at his words, Jungkook looked up and smiled victoriously, then slipped his cock into his mouth again, encouraging him not to hold back.

Brunet began to suck him again intensely, this time looking with his doe, chocolate eyes straight into his. His gaze seemed innocent, but his sinful lips embraced his hard, thick cock so tightly that he dreamed to get off into his mouth.

Jesus. This view was insane. As if what the boy was doing was not hot enough.

It was enough for him to push forward with his hips a few more times and know that there was no escape. Jungkook took him to the edge of the abyss, there was nothing left for him but to surrender to it. So he allowed his hard cock to rub against the back of the younger man's throat for the last time, and after a while he filled his sinful mouth with his cum, shouting his name.

The younger sucked him for a while with the same determination to make sure that he drank every little drop of his excitement, then pulled back slightly, parted his swollen lips and let V's cock just slip out of his mouth. His dark eyes never broke from the vampire's intense gaze.

- You taste like heaven - Jungkook said suddenly, licking his lips from the remains of a cream substance, for which V only cursed softly under his breath.

V watched him excitedly for a moment, then grabbed the younger by the shoulders and forced him to get up from his knees. His lips were swollen, wet with saliva, slightly parted. His breathing accelerated, his hair slightly tousled, but he was the most beautiful man he had ever seen.

He wanted to have him in every possible way. He wanted to be in him, feel his heart beating strongly right next to his chest, how his moans mixed with his grunts, as the athletic body of the younger blends with his body into a perfect whole. He wasn't going to resist any longer. Without asking, he pushed him against the wall again, and Jungkook groaned in surprise as his back hit it with impetus.

In an instant, the vampire leapt up to him and put their lips together again, pressing him so hard it almost hurt him, but it didn't matter. The younger wrapped his arms around him and pulled him even closer, as if he wanted them to be one, that the vampire would blend in with him into a unity that no one could separate.

Returning every caress, he felt V's nimble hands slowly unfasten his pants to free him from unnecessary layers and he quickly pulled his shirt over his head, after which he helped him remove his pants. He freed his legs from his shoes and socks and kicked the black jeans, and V pushed him slightly up, letting him know that he would wrap his hips with his thighs, which the younger immediately did.

V quickly slipped his fingers into his mouth and sucked hard on them, then without a question he simply slipped his hand between Jungkook's legs. He parted his thighs imperiously, invading between them, then pressed his hand on his sweet entrance, letting his long, salivary fingers slip into the body of the lover. Brunet moaned loudly at this sudden attack and tightened his hands tightly around the neck of the vampire. They had not made love so long ago that he almost forgot what it was like to feel him inside. V, however, without giving him respite, he tucked his long, nimble fingers more tightly, for which the younger moaned loudly straight into his mouth.

- Aah!

- Oh yes, Baby Doll! I want to hear you! - saying this, V began to move his fingers with more determination, stretching his velvet walls.

At the same time, his lips found the way to his slender neck, and the tongue began to mark rose petals, adorning the sensitive skin of the younger. He alternately sucked and chewed on his skin, tracing the petals of the flower with his tongue. Jungkook tangled his fingers in his hair and wrapped his thighs tighter around him, wanting to feel him better. Understanding exactly what the younger is expecting from him, he pressed on him more firmly with his hand and dragged his long fingers through his prostate, stretching him, and the raven haired boy yelled his name in his melodious, trembling voice.

- Ah, honey... Fuck me! - the younger said.

To fuck him? Jungkook didn't even know that V wanted much more than that. He wanted to savor him. All night. All eternity, if they have enough strength. He wanted to taste every piece of his body, every curve, every hill and valley. He wanted to learn the smell of his skin again, feel his taste on his tongue. He wanted his lips to rediscover him, piece by piece, bringing him to ecstasy until the boy writhed under him, moaning his name. Only his. As if no one else existed in the world. He wanted those wonderful raspberry lips to beg him to never stop fucking him.

- Show me how much you missed me... Make me yours again.

There was a longing and need for intimacy in Jungkook's voice, and V couldn't resist him. He slid his fingers out of him and, holding him by the ass, he grabbed his cock in his right hand. He pumped his dick up and down a few times, spreading his pre-cum and the saliva of the younger on him, and directed it towards his sweet entrance. He took his ass cheeks in his hands and opened them, sliding his cock between them, then pushed his hips forward. Pushing hard on his entrance, mercilessly slowly began to slip into him.

- Ah! I Beg you. Give it to me! - The boy ordered, wrapping his thighs stronger on him, and V in response, pushed with his hips firmly and strongly, immersing himself in the body of the beloved balls deep. They both groaned loudly at this wonderful feeling. - Ah! Yes! So wonderful... You are so wonderful! - the brunet cried.

Hearing such encouraging words from his lover's mouth, V withdrew his hips, sliding out of him almost to the very head, to push them firmly forward again, pushing into his narrow entrance. The younger groaned again, tightening his walls around his hard cock. Jungkook's hands wrapped more tightly around his neck so that he could better meet the thrusts of his hips. The vampire slipped into him without mercy, his movements were quick and firm. All his gestures were extremely masculine and primary animal. They had never made love this way before. V took complete control over him.

When the raven haired boy moved his hands on V's broad back, wanting to caress him and ran them gently along his spine, the vampire grabbed his wrists and pinned his hands over his head again, pressing him strongly with his body. He didn't let him touch his body, as if he wanted complete control over him. V's grip was unusually strong, causing him almost physical pain, but Jungkook gave it up without any problem.

There was something very exciting about his strong, firm movements. It was as if V wanted to show him that he belonged only to him and he could do whatever he wanted. His every push was strong, precise and powerful. It caused him delightful pain and gave heavenly pleasure. The younger one wanted to beg for more, but he couldn't form words. Only a loud moan escaped his lips as his long, hard cock brushed his prostate. The sound that came out of his mouth almost drove V crazy.

The blond man grabbed with his left hand by his thigh, lifting it tighter with a strong gesture and wrapping around his bare hips to be able to fuck him even harder. His right hand was still tightening around the younger's wrists. V withdrew his hips and re-entered him with impetus, slipping into him balls deep and rubbing hard against his prostate, which caused them both to groan, feeling the burning connection of their bodies.

- How could you ever doubt that I love you? - V growled suddenly in his mouth, breathing heavily right next to his lips.

After a moment, he released his right hand and gripped his dark, almost black hair, pulling it so as to force him to look him in the eye, while still moving in him so that his long cock pressed hard on his prostate.

- Jackson never meant anything to me. You had me from the very beginning. I've been yours since I saw you for the first time in Sin City. I couldn't be more yours...

- S-say you want me! Show me how much you love me... - Jungkook said, gasping for breath as his hips met V's every push.

His cock was fully erected, dripping with excitement, dripping with his juices and staining the muscled stomach of the vampire as he pressed his naked, hot body to him. Brunet had a desire to grab it and move his hand in the rhythm of thrusts of the elder, chasing his orgasm, but he wanted to come only by a wonderful cock, which filled him to the limits.

- I want you so badly and I need you, Baby Doll! - V replied, looking at him with his wild, hot eyes. - I always wanted you... Only you... - he moaned, feeling that he was lacking so little to get off inside this wonderful hole of his lover.

Without waiting, he did what could best convey the depths of his feelings. He knew full well that no words could express it, so he revealed himself completely to him. Once again revealing not only his body but also his soul. He left all his walls and barriers and let the boy feel his emotions, let him enter his soul and feel everything he felt. From despair after his departure, through numbness, to joy, when he saw him in the threshold of his apartment, to the moment when he was holding his whole world in his arms, making love with him as if there was no tomorrow.

Brunet looked him in the eye and placed a tender, gentle kiss on his lips, as if to convey that he reciprocates his love in every aspect, after which he moaned loudly in his lips and his back arched in a wonderfully sexy bow when the boy spilled onto their bellies. V, seeing his ecstasy, quickly grasped his trembling lips and dug his cock into him as deeply as he could, coming in him and filling him with his hot cum.

- I love you - V said suddenly. - And I will never stop...

He didn't know why, but he felt that if he didn't say the words out loud, he would fall into a million pieces. The boy smiled gently at him, still gasping for air. His legs still wrapped around the hips of the vampire, who pressed him against the wall. Brunet leaned his forehead on the forehead of the elder and let their breaths mix into one.

- I love you too, V - he whispered, and the vampire clung to him with his lips.

The kiss was tender and gentle, but there was no doubt there was also a promise, a desire in it. They both knew without words what they wanted to convey. Without pulling his lips from the younger, V slipped carefully out of him, for which the boy hissed quietly. He felt his thighs tremble, but nevertheless he lowered his legs cautiously to the ground, but V still held his waist with his arms. Brunet felt the vampire's hot cum running down his athletic thighs, but he didn't mind. They kissed slowly, tenderly, as if they had the whole world to themselves. Their tongues danced around each other, wiping sensually like two lovers.

- Oooh! Wasn't that beautiful?! - a voice called out suddenly behing them, applauding with his hands.

V quickly pulled up his pants along with the boxers, which until now had constrained his ankles and was about to turn around when he suddenly felt pain on the right side of his neck. Instinctively, he clutched at the place where something stuck into his body, opened his mouth to say something, but before he could do anything, he felt dizzy and everything darkened before his eyes almost immediately.

- V?! - Jungkook called, seeing that the vampire was staggering, but before he could add anything more, the blond slumped unconscious in his arms.

The boy supported his limp body, then carefully laid him to the ground. Everything happened so fast that he did not know what had actually happened. His breathing was still accelerated from the orgasm he had just experienced, but slowly his body began to feel the panic.

- I think I should applaud you for such a show. I admit that I got a little excited myself... - continued the stranger.

This time his voice seemed to come from a much shorter distance. Jungkook raised his head and met the look of amber eyes staring at him with anger and hatred.

- Wh-what did you do to him? - Jungkook asked, feeling his heart tear in his chest.

- Take it easy. I only put him to sleep. In an hour he will be like new... - he explained.

Brunet shook V by the arm, but the vampire didn't react. He approached him and stroked his cheek with his hand. His gesture was tender and gentle. V looked like he would just fall asleep. He wanted to touch him again when he felt a kick on his bare thigh.

- Get up! - the other growled, and when the younger didn't react, he grabbed his arm and pulled him hard, forcing him to do what he ordered.

Brunet jerked his arm from his hands and turned towards him violently. He was still naked, but he didn't care. He glared at the vampire threateningly, as if to shred him into pieces.

- I have to admit you disappointed me, Jungkookie - the other said finally. - I thought we had a deal... Imagine my surprise when suddenly my client called me and said to me that my best dealer never came to him...

- Fuck you, Baek! There is no deal! - he growled, looking furtively at V.

- Don't you think it's too late for you to back down now? - he asked, even though it wasn't a question at all.

- I don't care what you think, Baek. It's over.

Baekhyun said nothing, leaned only slightly forward and reached for a towel from the cabinet, then tossed it towards the boy. He caught him on the fly.

- Wipe yourself and put on your pants! - he recommended.

Jungkook saw something glistening in his hand and when he looked better he realized that the vampire was holding a knife. Without a word, he wiped his stomach and began to wipe his thighs, still glancing once at Baekhyun once at V, who was still unconscious on the ground a few steps from him.

- What the fuck are you up to, Baek? - he asked, pulling on the boxers.

- Trousers! - he growled, ignoring his question.

Brunet put on his black pants and socks, then began to put on his feet his military boots. He looked around cautiously, trying to see if there was anything within his reach to help him attack the vampire. His silver dagger was in his leather jacket, which remained on the Mustang seat. He didn't expect he would need it coming here.

- Don't even try any tricks on me! If you just try something, I'll call Jin and tell him that V lies unconscious here. He will certainly be happy hering that... - he threatened, seeing that the boy dresses a little slower. - And don't think I don't have the balls to do it. If I can't have him, nobody will have...

At his words, Jungkook felt nauseous. He straightened up slowly and looked Baekhyun straight in the eye. He licked his lips nervously.

- So what now, Baek? - he asked.

- Go to the exit. We'll take a small trip... - saying that, he pushed him forward towards the exit from the warehouse.

Jungkook looked once more at V, lying on the ground, as if to remember his face, and then without a word moved forward, leaving the warehouse with a blond vampire.

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Ayashee:

And now admit, who doubted in our vampire?

Another important chapter is behind us. How's your impression?

Vkook are together again, although things got complicated...

There are just a few more chapter left till the end of this story.

What do you think will happen now?
Where does Baekhyun take Jungkook? Will there finally be a father and son meeting?
How will Jin act?
Will he find out that JK is his son?
What will V do?

xoxo