A/n:

hello! i hope you're all taking care of yourselves and

spending your time well. if you're struggling through the last weeks

of school make sure to take time for yourself! you matter!

anyone super pumped for agustd2 ?? i am!!

i hope in the album he includes lots of profanities in super hard rap tracks.

and one bubbly, full singing song. (chef's kiss!)

one can only hope! we'll have to see...

anyway, i love you sososososososososo much.

izzy

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"Sir. Sir!"

Jungkook groaned. Dawn greeted him as he peeked his bleary eyes open. It took him a minute to process his surroundings, slowly sitting up on the carriage's top. He rubbed at his eyes, mouth smacking a few times to clear his mouth. Absentmindedly, he scratched at his chin while looking for the person who had woken him.

"Have I been out here all night?"

The ravenette found the young Oak Servant with a groggy smile. He was definitely still a bit tired, but nonetheless rested. His bed for the night parked inside of the Oak Castle walls, Jungkook felt tenfold safer and plenty more at ease. The only thing itching under his skin was the undeniably strong urge to see Jimin and Taehyung.

"Yes, sir, you were unawakenable when the carriage arrived last night." The young servant fidgeted a bit on the ground. Jungkook figured it might have been because he had been absent from the castle for so long and the servants were surprised to see him alive...or simply because he sported bright, silver eyes. "I was asked to wake you by the rather obstinate Mr. Kim."

Crinkling his eyebrows, Jungkook pursed his lips at the bluntness in the man's voice when describing Taehyung. He supposed that everyone in the castle was on edge following the incident, so he let it go.

"Oh, okay. Thank you for informing me-"

"He also told me how much he wants you to kiss me." The servant crossed his arms. He didn't have a single flush of the nervousness he had before, no sign of a blush to his pale face.

Was Jungkook hearing this right?

"You mean..." Jungkook started, hopping off of the carriage. "How much Mr. Kim wants me to kiss him?"

Sidling up to Jungkook, the servant shook his head. His lips turned downwards, sighing as if disappointed. The ravenette held a hand up to stop the servant in his spot; it was too early for fanboys to be coming after him. Usually, he would be more polite, but now he wasn't in the mood.

"No, Taehyung said-"

"Woah there." Jungkook stalked away from the servant who kept pursuing him. "You don't get to call him Taehyung as a servant. Now stop and get away from me before I have you removed from the Oak Staff immediately."

The servant sucked in a sharp breath. Jungkook thought it best to turn a shoulder at the man instead of seeing his reaction. However, when the ravenette turned to head into the castle, the servant followed him, coughing heavily.

"Please--UhhgH!! Forgive me Prince Jeon! Don't misunderstand my HHuuggHH...my affection...Hfufff for...f-for you UhgguGH!"

After a few coughs, Jungkook was just irritated, but the caregiver inside of him made him turn in alarm when he heard the sound of a man falling on the ground. The ravenette rushed up to the fallen man, plenty of questions running through his mind. Was this man sick? Was he an intelligent zombie...or even worse, turning into one?

"Hey!" Jungkook kneeled down, nudging the man's face. "Sir!"

No response.

What the hell?

Jungkook checked the man's pulse. His heart was still beating and he was still breathing, which was a good sign. The ravenette debated whether he should try to wake the man up or carry him inside to the infirmary. Right as he was about to lift the man up, the servant opened his eyes.

"Woah!" A wild gleam shone in the servant's eye. "Your face looks even more heavenly up close!"

The ravenette reeled back, too close to the man's face for his liking. "Are you done?"

The servant sat up, brushing his arms off. "Coughing? Yes. Complimenting you? Never."

"Well then..." Jungkook rolled his eyes. "If you're normal again, I'm leaving now."

The servant was quick to interject. He hopped up faster than a sick man would, skipping over to the ravenette. A giggle bubbled out of him so creepily that the ravenette swore the man wasn't right in the head. Jungkook sped up his pace towards the castle, irked by this man's presence.

"Okay. I'm kind of upset that you couldn't give me mouth to mouth! Haha..."

Jungkook scoffed, noticing how the man fell right in step with his fast pace. "Never in your wildest dreams."

Even if this man was just being nice, he would be sure to talk with the servant's headquarters about demoting him to a position where they wouldn't cross paths. Messenger/close adviser wasn't the best title for this man's set of strange communication skills.

Thinking deeper, Jungkook realized that he hadn't seen this man around much, if ever. As they made their way into the main hall of the castle, Jungkook turned towards the servant.

"Are you new here?"

The servant smiled genuinely at him, and for a second Jungkook forgave the man's previous bout of inappropriate behavior. His face wasn't full of malice or contempt, only open joy.

"I just got here yesterday! Well, last night."

Oh. A Laurel Servant. Maybe that was the reason why the man was acting so spontaneous?

"I see..." Jungkook strode up to the second floor, where he assumed Taehyung and Jimin were staying in the master bedroom. "Anyway, you delivered your message to me. I don't need your assistance any longer. You can run off now."

"Awww...Prince Jeon..."

The servant's shoulders drooped a bit in the early light of dawn that poured into the castle. A few servants bowed their heads to them politely as they passed, but otherwise the Oak Castle was pretty quiet at the early hour. Jungkook was almost to the end of the hall, and the servant still hadn't left his side. It was getting annoying.

The ravenette stopped in his tracks. The servant did too, looking at him with a twitch in his lips. Was bugging Jungkook his goal? Because he was succeeding.

"What the hell is your name." Jungkook demanded him. "And after you tell me, you better get the fuck out of here if you want a chance at keeping your job. You're creeping me out and acting disrespectful."

Jungkook didn't care if he was being too harsh or hurtful. He was tired, and this man was tugging at his patience's last straw.

The servant licked his lips. "Ouch. I would tell you my name, but...that just hurts, Kook."

Jungkook fumed. No one was allowed to call him that nickname unless they were close to him. The ravenette grabbed the servant's wrist tightly, mouth twisting into a frown. "Do I have to call my soldiers up here to get rid of you? What do you find entertaining in this?"

"You..." The servant looked down at Jungkook's hand clamped around his wrist with a sparkle in his eye. "You! I find you so entertaining, Kook. I missed you, and you're fucking hot when you're angry."

That's when it clicked.

"Jimin..." Jungkook pushed the servant against the wall, pinning his hands above his head. "God damn you, Jimin!"

Before his eyes the servant melted away, replaced by a gushing man who had the biggest smile on his face. Red, sparkly eyes found his own, crinkling in humor. Jimin was wearing one of Taehyung's robes, the V-neck dipping low enough for the black markings etched on the elder's flesh to be plainly visible. Jungkook saw a few hickeys painted down the side of Jimin's neck and instantly thought of the blonde.

"I wasn't lying when Taehyung said he wanted you to kiss me. Tae told me to bring you a kiss so he kissed me and it's still on my lips! Hurry while it's fresh! "

Jungkook would have scolded the half-blood for pissing him off half to death this early in his day, but he was always forgiving with Jimin. So nice and soft were Jimin's thick lips in front of his that he closed the distance between them, pressing his lips slowly and passionately against the demon's.

Jimin opened his mouth wider for the ravenette's tongue to slip in, deepening the kiss. Jungkook brought Jimin's pinned hands down from the wall, allowing the white-haired male to wrap his arms around a hot neck. Jungkook's hands roamed at Jimin's sides, finding the opening for the robe and running his hands along the other's bare stomach. His fingertips traced the toned flesh there, exploring Jimin's back and finally coming to cup his ass. He kneaded the skin there, Jimin releasing a breathy moan into his mouth.

They broke for air, resting their foreheads together. Jimin's swollen lips twisted into a pleasant smile as Jungkook continued to feel up Jimin's body with his hands.

"I'm trying to make sure you're a hundred percent Jimin now, and not that creepy servant...don't mind me." Jungkook leaned closer to Jimin's ear, lightly biting his ear lobe. "Glad that you're here and not that creep, Jimin."

Jimin rested his hands on the other's chest, giggling all the while. "Glad to have you back, Kook...and that my dad is dead. I never knew how good this would feel."

"You mean how good I make you feel?" The ravenette teased, sucking a spot on the side of Jimin's neck. The half-blood nodded against Jungkook's nipping teeth, chuckling into the younger's hair.

"Don't get a big head." Jimin pulled the other's lips from his neck, bringing Jungkook's head up with both of his hands. The half-blood squished the other's cheeks in between his hands, kissing the ravenette's puffed lips. "I woke you up early not to get in my pants...but because the staff is planning on holding a castle-wide meeting about the zombies at nine. I wanted to have at least some time with you two before they reveal the bad news."

"Bad news?" Jungkook scooted back, teeth nibbling on his lip. "What do you mean bad news?"

Jimin sighed, reaching down to interlace their hands. "Taehyung overheard something bad that the servants were talking about, but he won't tell me."

"We'll see about that. Let's go see him."

Jimin lead the ravenette to their bedroom, passing by a servant who tilted his head at the pair. For all the servants knew, Jungkook and Taehyung were the only romantic duo that the castle was used to. Seeing their leader holding the hand of someone so familiar...and scary-

"It's okay, sir." Jungkook gave a reassuring nod at the servant. "Jimin won't bite you."

"J-Jimin, sir?" The servant looked after them as they passed, the gears cranking behind his skull. "You...mean..."

Before the ravenette could hear the servant's last statement, they arrived at the bedroom door. Jimin knocked with a very unique rhythmic tapping that the ravenette knew was likely a result of Taehyung's efforts to protect themselves from intruders. Not that the demons would need the protection.

Over his shoulder, Jimin smiled flirtaciously over at the servant down the hall, giving him a small wave. Even from their distance, Jungkook saw the hue of bright pink that burst along the man's cheekbones before he hurried down the hall.

"Wow Jimin, you're extra confident today." Jungkook put his hand on the half-blood's back. "That servant would've eye-fucked you in that short robe if I wasn't staring him down."

"Who's eye-fucking Jimin?"

In the doorway, a boxer-clad Taehyung stood messy-haired and suspicious. Very quickly he grabbed Jimin and pulled him in close to his chest, protectively stroking the side of his head.

"No one can touch our Jimin."

Jungkook laughed as he let himself in the room, closing the door and locking it behind them. Jimin was wiggling around in Taehyung's grip, lightly punching his chest. The blonde kissed his head over and over repeatedly, his husky voice cooing as if Jimin was a child.

"Hey Kook." Jimin whined in Taehyung's grip. "Can you tell your husband to unhand me. I don't want to use my energy on him."

Jungkook felt a warmth blooming in his chest as Taehyung met his gaze, chocolate irises happily regarding Jungkook with fondness. The ravenette waltzed up to his lovers, entrapping Jimin from the other side. A groan escaped Jimin's lips as he was now trapped between two sets of arms.

"Group hug!" Jungkook cheered, pressing a chaste kiss to Taehyung's lips over Jimin's shoulder. "Are you two well-rested?"

Jimin's arms swung limply at his sides as he was rocked back and forth, squished between the two he had turned into demons. "Yeah, we had so much fun swimming with the sharks in our dream, right Tae?"

The blonde mulled over it. "I think it was especially fun when that one shark kept biting you on the neck--riiight there-"

Taehyung pointed out the specific places where blooming red and purple marks stained Jimin's soft skin, tracing them with a finger. Jungkook nodded inquisitively as Taehyung's hand pulled the edge of Jimin's robe down further...further...

"Gosh, this shark must've been hungry." Jungkook joined Taehyung in helping slide Jimin's robe down his shoulder so that more delicious skin was exposed. The half-blood snorted, pushing himself backwards into Taehyung. The blonde grunted, yanking harder on Jimin's robe.

"Oh, the shark was starving." Taehyung's voice deepened a pitch and his hands ran along Jimin's smooth skin. "He was so hungry and still is. I mean, look at this meal!"

By now, Jimin's robe hung half-tied around his v-line, showing off his whole chest. Jungkook leaned down to engage with Jimin in an open-mouthed kiss, savoring the taste of his lover. It was so much sweeter after victory--so much more rewarding knowing that Mr. Park was dead. Taehyung kissed Jimin's shoulder blades from behind, humming every once in a while.

When they finally pulled away, Jungkook just stared at the two in front of him. He wanted to savor every moment he had with them until the end of time. Which reminded him...

"Wait a sec. I have a question."

Jimin raised an eyebrow. Taehyung rested his chin on the half-blood's shoulder, attentive to the ravenette. "What do you want to know, handsome?"

The ravenette grinned. "Now that we're all demons, including the kids, does that mean we're all...immortal? We won't age?"

Taehyung peered into the corner of the room, deep in thought. "That sounds fantastic if it's true. I mean, if you two are always looking this good all the time...once this war is over..."

Jimin finished the statement for him. "Then our sex life is going to be forever amazing."

Jungkook clucked his tongue in agreement. "I'm serious, though. Is that true?"

"Yes. We are all immortal. The kids will stop aging sometime in their twenties, once they reach their prime."

Taehyung backed away from Jimin, his eyes squinting at the half-blood. "You mean...Rose and Lucio will be our age when they stop aging? That's kind of...weird. I mean, I guess it won't be that weird because it's what they're used to, but we'll all look equally young..."

"I'm fine with that. They're always our kids in our hearts, even if they look as old as us."

Jungkook flopped onto the bed, satisfied with the answer to his question. The others joined him, crowding around his frame on the wide space. Taehyung played with the collar of Jungkook's shirt, softly humming a tune.

"You need to shower, Kook. Your clothes smell like horse hay." The blonde starting tearing the material of Jungkook's shirt. "I'll help you get these off for our shower."

"Hey! If you want to take a shower with me don't tear my clothes!"

"This way is funner though!"

Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's wrists as they wrestled alongside Jimin, who was busy picking at his fingernails, trying to shape them to perfection. He pulled his robe back on and sat up, watching the others mess around joyfully. Taehyung tickled Jungkook's stomach with ruthless gestures, denying him any chance at escape. The ravenette yelled out in high-pitched bouts, kicking his legs out at the blonde's attempts to tear his clothes off.

"S-stop HAHAHAHA! TAEHYUUUNNNNGGG!"

"These clothes are all messy, Kook, why won't you let me...just, here, let me help you!"

Jimin decided that he should let Jungkook spend time with Taehyung since he'd already had some time with Jungkook alone. Plus, the half-blood needed to check in on the kids and Florian--to see if they were getting themselves ready for the meeting.

"I'm going to check on the kids!"

"No JIMIN DON'T leave HAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Jungkook squirmed around under Taehyung's hands, frustrated as much as he was happy. "HELP MEEE!"

Jimin pulled on one of Taehyung's black silk blouses that was too large for him along with some tight pants. He had already showered earlier, but decided to put on some scented oil.

"Sorry, Kookbear-"

"I'M--HAHA--NOT KOOKBEAR HAHAHAh!"

"Sorry Jungkook." Jimin spoke nonchalantly as he headed towards the door. "But I have to see how they're doing. You two come join me in their room when you're done showering."

"Sounds great, Jimin!" Taehyung casually called out, continuing to smile at the thrashing ravenette underneath him. "See you soon! Love you!"

"JIMIN IF YOU LOVE ME-"

"Good luck with that shark, Jungkook!"

Jimin stepped out into the hallway, closing the door softly behind him. He didn't only want to check in on the kids, but he wanted to ascertain the true plan with Florian and Eonjin this time. It wasn't about fighting zombies or combat tactics, but about their future. Jimin had wanted to discuss this for a while, had been thinking it since they planned Mr. Park's demise out.

"Hiya." Jimin winked at a passing servant who could only gawk at the red-eyed beauty. "Have a nice day!"

The servant froze in her place but bowed nonetheless. She looked as if her eyes were going to pop out of her skull. "God bless Noirwood--am I going crazy?! You have a nice day t-too Mr. Park!"

The name Mr. Park sat heavy in Jimin's mind, and he instantly turned around to correct the woman. "Please. Call me Jimin."

"J-Jimin." The woman repeated, speaking the name as if she was trying out a new food for the first time. "Jimin...God bless you and Noirwood!"

Jimin bowed and gave her a bright smile. His thoughts were far and many, but the last thing the woman said sat in his consciousness with a heavy tang.

God bless you and Noirwood!

Noirwood. The place of dark woods and demonic inklings.

Noirwood...

He wanted to leave Noirwood.

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