Warning: Blood as Lube. 

Jeno.

The human enters the room with a small but tired smile on his face. His gaze falls naturally to Mark first, since the new werewolf lay in direct view of the entryway. Jaemin watches completely captivated as Jeno's eyes playfully roll before they dutifully scan the rest of the room.

Jaemin watches with a content heart as Jeno's eyes finally land on him. His lips immediately curled upward into a bright smile. Jeno begins walking toward him, but he halts when he realises that Jisung is pressed up against the hybrid's side snoring gently.

Somehow Jeno's smile only grows at the sight.

Jaemin's heart swells. He notices as his scent takes to the air around him, a pleasantly rich cookie dough filled with all things sugar and sweetness. He automatically tries to reel it back in, forgetting for a moment that Jeno won't be able to smell it. Not completely, anyway.

Instead he chooses to allow it to linger, swirling so it can encompass the room around them in its entirety.

The reactions of the pack are instant.

Renjun and Haechan shift closer to each other, their grips tightening for just a second before they're pulled back into their slumber. Jongdae and Minseok let out content little grunts before they went silent. Suho audibly purrs and Yixing draws the blanket even closer to him before cuddling back up against his neck. Jisung nuzzles against Jaemin a little harder, a small smile curling at his lips in his sleep. Even Chanyeol and Baekhyun couldn't control their surprise at his willingness to let his scent take to the air, their noises were identical to each other but they didn't try to interrupt.

Though Jaemin had yet to find a stable connection to his wolf, this was probably the first time in a long time that he felt something move. It was restricted to the very back of his mind, but he couldn't easily deny that it didn't exist. It was brief, but an extremely noticeable flicker, something that made his heart thump just a little louder in his ear.

Safe, it whispered. Reminding Jaemin that his body had grown used to Jeno's presence now.

The palm of the human's hand comes to gently cup Jaemin's cheek. The hybrid immediately leans his head against it. After all, the warmth that greets him is too intoxicating to resist.

The delicate brush of Jeno's thumb against the edge of Jaemin's eye socket makes his eyelids close and a breath of contentment escapes from his lips. For a moment, Jaemin allows himself to wonder what could have possibly brought about this gesture.

What had transpired in the hours that they were separate to warrant this touch?

Instead of voicing out his confusion for such an affection hold, Jaemin decides to remain quiet, too afraid that if he were to speak his question into existence... it might make Jeno retract his touch.

That was the last thing that Jaemin ever wanted, especially when he was growing so fond of Jeno's touch.

It somehow possessed the capabilities necessary to silence the disturbing thoughts spiraling endlessly in his mind. It stopped the stressful whispers that riddled his bones with anxiety and it sparked a flame in his chest that Jaemin thought had been snuffed out so long ago.

How had he not noticed its rekindling? When had it become so vibrant?

"Hi." Jeno whispers, speaking around his charming puppy-like grin and dragging Jaemin back into reality.

"Hi." His voice cracks, but he smiles despite it.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Jeno wonders, keeping his voice low to accommodate the rest of the slumbering household.

"I was waiting up for you." Jaemin admits, feeling his cheeks lightly sizzle with warmth. "We weren't sure if you would come down, but I really hoped that you would."

"It's pack cuddle night," Jeno quietly chuckles like that alone was enough of an explanation as to why he was here. "I couldn't miss out on this, not tonight."

"Can we talk?" Jaemin wonders, raising his free hand to gently keep Jeno's fingers against his cheek.

He watches as Jeno's gaze falls down to Jisung who continues to peacefully sleep despite the hushed whispers happening above him. "Are you sure? Do you not want to wait until morning? You really need your sleep, Jaeminnie."

"I'll sleep when you do." Jaemin's eyes turn challenging. "You don't look like you're ready for bed just yet."

"I have a lot on my mind." Jeno admits, though he looks a little surprised to have admitted it so easily. Jaemin can't help but stare as Jeno crouches down to rest his chin against the arm-rest right next to Jaemin's elbow. "It's nothing bad, so please don't worry about me."

Jaemin tries to push himself up from the couch, but Jeno's hand slips from his cheek and falls against the curve of his shoulder. Jaemin's breath hitches as his body sings at the continued touch, a pleasant smile gracing his lips as Jeno's eyes find him.

"Stay," Jeno glances down at Jisung. "He looks too comfortable."

"I need to talk to you, tonight." Jaemin reminds him.

The hybrid reaches towards Jeno's hand and Jeno complies, placing his hand into Jaemin's. Their hands naturally fall to accommodate each other, Jeno tightening his grip on Jaemin's finger to help balance him as he slips out from beneath Jisung. Together they watch as the youngest curls into the pillow that Jaemin had forgotten had been his support for most of the night.

Jeno is powerless as Jaemin uses the grip that he has on Jeno's hand to gently pull him even further into the room. They're forced to step over Chanyeol and Baekhyun who quietly spy them both from their positions on the floor next to the couch. They try to ignore looking at the two conversing young adults, but that didn't mean that they weren't actively listening to everything that they were talking about.

Jaemin sends his parents a playful glare as he passes them. Baekhyun lets out a small scoff at the flare, his brows furrowing as he watches Jaemin carefully open the door to the basement.

Thankfully, Baekhyun doesn't verbally announce his thoughts. Instead, he waited until Jaemin and Jeno had both disappeared behind the door. Then, he immediately turns to Chanyeol who is struggling to contain the laughter bubbling in his chest.

The Omega manages to quietly slap him on the chest, before allowing himself the opportunity to snuggle back down onto his makeshift pillow.

Chanyeol welcomes him back to his chest with a gentle kiss to his forehead. He makes sure to pull the blanket up just enough to completely cover the entirety of Baekhyun's back.

"What was that slap for?"

"What do you think is happening there?" Baekhyun wonders, gesturing with his chin towards the door leading to the basement.

Chanyeol is quiet for a moment, his fingers mindlessly drawing circles against the skin of Baekhyun's arm. "They're just going to talk." He replies. Baekhyun moves to spy his face. "We told Jeno a lot today, it might be a good thing that they try to communicate before the full moon. After all, you know that if problems don't get solved sooner rather than later, it makes the full moon difficult to deal with."

"Because the problems are transmitted to our wolves when they shift. I know." Baekhyun huffs. "I suppose they're doing the right thing, but... I just wish that was the case for some of the others."

"Hey," Chanyeol gently nudges him with his nose. "Mark's situation with Renjun and Haechan isn't all that different. They're just going through a few challenges that none of them want to completely admit to."

"I know that. Which is why I know that they should have spoken about it before tomorrow night. Mark's first transition will be so difficult otherwise. I don't know how we're going to tackle that kettle of fish but-"

"But we're a team. We can get them through this." Chanyeol promises, his grip getting tighter against Baekhyun's shoulder. "You and I have protected people before, we can do it again."

"Don't you think that I should tell them about what really happened that day?" Baekhyun pulls himself up from Chanyeol's chest so that he could look the taller in the eye. "Shouldn't I tell them about what really happened after they drove off that day? What I did with Caleb?"

"We have already given Jeno so much to consider, perhaps we can tell him and Mark once the sun officially rises? There are a lot of things that everyone will need to get off their chests before the full moon actually takes effect tomorrow night. Myself included."

Baekhyun is forced to recall Kyungsoo's revelation. The Beta had seen straight through him. He knew just from Baekhyun's unusual actions that he was already in love with Chanyeol. He had even voiced out his conclusion alongside facts that weren't completely untrue. They just weren't things that Baekhyun had even allowed himself to consider.

Truthfully, he knows that Chanyeol only ever admitted to loving him in return because he was under the false idea that he and Kyungsoo were alone in the kitchen. Chanyeol didn't know that Baekhyun had been lingering along the border of their conversation. If he had, he probably never would have uttered it aloud.

As much as Baekhyun wanted to act naive about this whole situation, he couldn't. After almost a decade, he had finally heard what he had been running from.

Chanyeol loved him.

There was no way that he was ever going to destroy a potentially romantic gesture by outing himself now. Not when it meant so much to them.

We haven't exactly said that to one another yet, perhaps I better get on that.

The best thing about Park Chanyeol?

His ability to make good on his word. He doesn't make promises, not in the same way that Jeno does, but he had a way of ensuring that whatever he did say, came true.

Baekhyun wasn't going to blow his entire confession now. Not when it seemed more and more evident that Chanyeol would finally take the leap and announce his true feelings for Baekhyun properly.

The possibility of a love confession beneath the glow of a peaking full moon? Was there anything more romantic for a werewolf? Was there anything more romantic than listening to those words be directed at you and you alone?

"Yeah..." Baekhyun admits as he gently returns to Chanyeol's chest, his heart drumming up a storm. "Me too."

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It is only when Jaemin begins to pull him down the staircase, that Jeno begins to recognise it as the same staircase he had found Haechan occupying when the invaders arrived.

The staircase eventually gives way to a large underground room that is filled with an assortment of bookcases, all of various heights. They were lined perfectly from a few feet to the left of the final step, and continued on in rows of three. Each were separated from the other by an area of space wide enough for two people to walk the length of the bookshelves comfortably side-by-side.

Jeno guessed that there had to be at least twenty bookshelves spanning the length and breadth of the room. It was significantly larger than Yixing's clinic in the adjacent basement, leaving Jaemin with a lot of room to do whatever else he wanted.

"We can talk properly here." Jaemin announces, breaking the tense silence that had developed above them since Jeno's arrival in the living-room.

"The only place in the house that's completely soundproof is the basement." Chanyeol's voice reminds him, causing Jeno's lips to curl upward.

Apparently that applies to both of the basement.

"So you're finally showing me your safe place, huh?" Jeno makes a grand gesture of hanging over the banister of the staircase, attempting to see even further into the room despite the darkness.

"I've been wanting to show you this place for a while actually." Jaemin responds with a giggle, his eyes tracing out the length of Jeno's neck. "But someone was reluctant to come."

"Only because we need some space between us." Jeno gently tugs on their linked hands. Jaemin is forced to lean his body forward, his big honey eyes focused solely on Jeno. "Living in this big house together might get too much right? I don't want you to become bored with me."

Jaemin's lips immediately form a small pout. "Do you have to think so low of me? I would never get bored of you Jeno. Besides, shouldn't I be worried about you?"

Jeno's brows furrow. "Me?"

Jaemin turns his back to him, his fingers falling from Jeno's grip as he continues down the remainder of the staircase. Jeno remains where he stands, slightly perplexed by the situation unfolding before his very eyes.

"You've been a human being all of your life." Jaemin's voice creeps through the sudden silence. "You can blend right back into your world again, when you decide that this one is too much for you."

Jeno follows Jaemin to the bottom step of the staircase, his hands succeeding in clasping against the hybrid's wrist. At his touch, Jaemin immediately halts in his steps, but he does not turn his head to hold Jeno's intense gaze. He hears how Jaemin's breath hitches, but he doesn't try to remove Jeno's hold. It surprises him, but he decides to let him go regardless. Old habits are hard to break.

"Why are you talking as if we're running out of time?"

"Because in a way, we are." Jaemin whispers. "Jeno, I'm a hybrid, okay? That means that I'm part werewolf, part vampire."

"I know that, you haven't stopped telling me."

"Yeah, I have because you haven't seemed to make the connection yet! You heard what my Appa had to say tonight, when he told you all about the Seven. He started off by explaining how the vampire race came into existence."

"Jaemin," Jeno gently guides Jaemin's shoulders toward him. "Look at me."

"I died becoming this..." Jaemin admits, unshifting. "I'm forever stalled at twenty years old. I won't age, I'm going to spend the rest of my life getting carded at bars despite the fact that I don't even drink alcohol! I missed out on a typical college experience, I've never been to a party or a sport's game. I haven't even graduated from high school because I've been declared a missing kid for nine years!"

"Jaemin," Jeno slides in front of him, his breath catching in his throat when he notices the younger's cheeks dampened by the tears trailing down them. "What has brought all of this on?"

"I'm giving you one last chance." Jaemin's voice is shaky this time, his tears slipping against the curve of his jawline.

Jeno races to swipe them away from the pale skin with his thumb. When it doesn't work, he starts to gently pat Jaemin's cheeks with his hoodie's sleeves.

"For what Jaeminnie?"

"For an out, Jeno." Jaemin replies. "I have been terrified that our time together is a ticking time bomb. The entire time that you were upstairs this evening, I thought that Mark was trying to convince you to go back to the dormitory after everything that happened today. When he came down alone, my heart was in my throat the entire time because I expected him to come in and bear the news that you both were leaving again."

Jeno knew that there was more to Jaemin's rant. He knew that there was more to be said, more sorrow in Jaemin's heart that he needed to expel.

"I can't keep thinking that when times get a little rough, you're going to go running away again. I know that the first time wasn't exactly your idea, I know that you were convinced by what Mark said but I.... I can't handle it. I feel like I'm walking on egg-shells around you. I have been trying to commit your face to memory, trying to burn your touch into my skin, but it's not enough. None of it is ever enough Jeno. I'm afraid that one day you're going to wake up and realise that this world isn't for you."

"What happened this morning?" Jeno wonders, his brows furrowing. "What did you see in that nightmare, for you to think like this?"

"It wasn't just about the nightmare..." Jaemin's eyes find the ground beneath their feet. He sounded tired and defeated. "I realised that we are two completely different people. The human world, it's all that you have ever known. My only contact with it was being told how to hide amongst the shadows, how to go unnoticed. My life is the supernatural. Even before I became a hybrid, I was living away from society with my pack. It's all that I have ever known."

"And because of our differences, you think that I'm going to turn my back on this new world and go back to what I've know, what I'm supposed to be more comfortable with?" There wasn't any venom in Jeno's words which surprised Jaemin. He sounded genuinely curious to understand everything that Jaemin was telling him.

"Can you blame me?" Jaemin finally raises his eyes long enough to hold Jeno's gaze.

"No." Jeno admits, much to Jaemin's continued surprise. "I don't blame you. It makes perfect sense as to why you would have your doubts, but... that's all that they are Jaemin. They're doubts. I don't have any plans on leaving all of this behind, I know you don't see it right now but I've grown really comfortable here. So much so that Mark, my best friend, knew that I wanted to come back the second we left."

"That week was awful for me." Jaemin can't help but giggle, not even surprised to find himself capable of revealing such an embarrassingly truthful statement to his crush. "I wanted to reach out to you so often that I was considering stealing my Dad's phone just to get your phone number. Everyone was trying so hard to distract me but-"

"Well," Jeno slips his hands onto Jaemin's hips, pulling him close. "If we are being truthful here... I was convinced that I was seeing you around campus."

This evidently piqued Jaemin's interest. "Really?"

"Oh yeah. Any flash of pink immediately made me think of you. I had a lot of disappointing experiences. I even bought this ridiculous coffee of yours just to manipulate myself into thinking that you were close-by. I could never bring myself to drink it because I doubt any human would, but I bought it just to let its scent linger. Every minute that I had free, you proved to be quite the distraction for me."

Despite the lack of light around them, Jeno could still make out the faint hint of heat appearing on Jaemin's cheeks.

"I stood outside your bedroom door every morning." Jaemin blurts before he can think to stop himself. He groans as his lips continue to move and blab even more embarrassing things. "I guess I wanted to check that you hadn't come back during the night and I missed it."

"When I had that nightmare about you getting kidnapped," Jeno can feel his hands tightening into tight fists. "I was so angry. I could have put my fist through the wall if Mark didn't force me to go and cool down in the shower. At the time, I thought it was just a dream, but I hated that it had felt so real. Seeing you get tasered and tortured like that... Knowing that I couldn't do anything but watch, it was terrifying Jaemin. Not to mention what happened when I found out it was real-"

"Jisung mentioned that you had been in the shower when he arrived at your dormitory. He said that it was the first time that he ever saw you look so frustrated. You seemed calm though, when you came to save me. It was very Prince Charming of you, by the way."

Jaemin gently places the palm of his hands against Jeno's chest. Jeno watches as the hybrid bites his lower lip as his eyes focus on Jeno's chest.

"I might have lied to Jisung when I said that I was thinking about baseball when I was being tortured."

"But I thought that you couldn't lie to each other."

"We can't." Jaemin confirms Jeno's confusion. "But we learn how to bend it just enough for it to sound like the truth. I did imagine us playing baseball, but I also thought about you being there too. You weren't playing with us or anything like that, but you were coaching Ji in his movements. You kept distracting me with that sly puppy face that you love to make."

Jeno makes a noise in the back of his throat, a mix between a huh and a nuh-uh. It brings a genuine smile to Jaemin's lips.

"I was so used to letting my wolf distract me from torture that I never realised that you had become it for me. My escape." He adds for clarification. "The whole reason why I was even screaming your name was because I needed something to hold onto. Thinking about you was the perfect distraction, and then... all of a sudden you were there, coming to my rescue and taking me home."

"What happened in your nightmare this morning Jaemin?" Jeno continues to press on the subject that Jaemin had tried his best to avoid completely addressing all day. The hybrid probably would have succeeded in it too, if it hadn't already been plaguing Jeno's mind since it happened.

"Nothing-"

"Okay." Jeno's head slips forward ever so slightly. "We both know that we can't exactly lie to each other, so don't even try to manipulate this. You have been kissing me all day in an attempt to make me forget it but I haven't. I can't, Jaemin. Not when you couldn't look me in the eyes without looking terrified. It was only for a few minutes, but I noticed it... it's burned into my memory. I can't have you being terrified of me, Jaemin."

Jaemin takes a deep breath, rubbing his hands over Jeno's chest to help fight against his building nerves. The human remains patient, taking to rubbing delicate circles into Jaemin's hips to pass the time.

"I was tied up in my cell back in Chase's territory. I couldn't make out much in the darkness, but his creepy smile appeared in front of me like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland but not PG-13? He has these soulless red eyes that were bringing back all of these bad memories and it... didn't help that I couldn't do anything because he had bound my wrists in teethed chains."

"Jaemin," Jeno turns breathless. "I am so sorry. That must have been an awful experience for you."

"It was, but that wasn't everything that happened."

"Me." Jeno nods his head, preparing himself. "I was there too, wasn't I?"

"You just materialized out of the shadows with these golden eyes. You said that you had been sent our way in the hope that you might be able to charm me into rejoining his side of the war. You said that your goal was to play protector after you killed Caleb. According to the Chase of my dream, Caleb was just a ploy to get you into Chanyeol's good graces. Caleb apparently wasn't worth anything to him anymore, which is why he was the perfect candidate to help shape your role."

"I don't know whether I should feel honored or a little offended by the depiction of me in your mind. When you said that I plagued your dreams, I was hoping to be in a little more of a sexy or handsome variety. Not a nightmare."

Jeno hoped that his sincerity would be enough to expel the tension from the hybrid. He watches, slightly mesmerized as Jaemin begins to laugh. His chest trembles against Jeno's torso, his hands coming up to gently rest his palms against Jeno's shoulders. Mostly to stabilize himself as he struggles to calm himself down.

"I refuse to acknowledge that with a response." Jaemin announces through his giggles. "Though I should mention that despite everything, initially I thought that you were extremely handsome, but then you started talking and I..."

His eyes drift away, no doubt pulled back into the horror of his dream. Jeno allows himself to step closer, pressing a kiss to the hybrid's temple. "Jaem?" He calls for him, gaining his attention. "What did I say?"

"It's fine," Jaemin shakes his head. He closes his eyes while he does so, hoping to shake the tears from his eyes as well. "We don't have to talk about that part."

"I think that we do," Jeno challenges him. "especially if he got you to hate me when you woke up."

"You," Jaemin groans, before correcting himself. "He said that I was incapable of being loved. That no one could love a monster like me. That I wasn't worthy of the effort that love takes. Then, he dealt a killing blow. He called me a monster and said that I would never be worthy of your love."

"You know," Jeno returns his attention to the delicate swirls that he continues to draw against Jaemin's hips, trying to use it to calm himself down. "Ever since I was a kid I was never really good at expressing my feelings, as you can probably tell. I'm not much of a talker. It made Emma frustrated sometimes, because she would ask me what was wrong, but I could never really put those emotions into words. I don't think that I have gotten any better with expressing things, so I'm probably the last person to talk to about this... but, I do know that everyone deserves to feel love, especially you."

"You really think so?" Seeing how devastated Jaemin looked, broke something inside him.

"I know so." Jeno assured him. "Look, there are a lot of things that I do want to tell you, but we still have so much to learn about each other. While we're doing that, I hope that I can learn how to express myself better to you."

"Hey," Jaemin whispers, gently reaching out to cradle Jeno's cheeks. "You are already amazing at expressing yourself to me. Remember when you opened up about that night out with my parents? You made me aware that you don't like social events, but you still made the effort for me because you wanted me to enjoy myself. You did the same for me at Leeteuk's place and you let me take you home when it got too much. You might think that you're not good at expressing yourself now, but you're learning and you're doing such a good job."

"You know that I would never tell you that you don't deserve love, right?" Jeno feels like he's begging. He needed to make sure that Jaemin knew that.

"To be completely honest with you, for a while I thought that way about myself for a long time. I guess because you mean a lot to me, I was worried that I was convincing you to think the same way about me. I suppose that's why it manifested itself into my nightmare. But now that I'm thinking about it, you show your love for others through different means and I think that's okay."

This surprises Jeno, who never believed himself capable of showcasing any level of emotion. "I do?"

"So, you attacking me with receipts about how I'm not a monster isn't an outward display of affection for me?"

Jeno feels his cheeks turn heated. "Attacking is a pretty heavy word to use. I was just really worried about you. I mean, seeing you be terrified of me this morning, and then watching as you passed out in the kitchen - I hated the way that you talked about yourself. I panicked and got brave all at the same time. I'm so sorry if you felt attacked by it-"

"No, no. I didn't feel attacked by it. You're right, I did use the wrong word when I was describing it. It wasn't an attack, it was what I needed to hear. However, if I could suggest an alternative option for future endeavors, if you're willing to entertain me?"

"Sure," Jeno's fingers come to gently cradle Jaemin's wrists, once they finally halt against his chest. He spies Jaemin's face, checking to see if he wasn't going insane and the hybrid was allowing his touch. "I'm all ears Jaeminnie."

"I respond really well to outward displays of affection-"

"Of course you would." Jeno can't help but chuckle.

"Shut up." Jaemin gently shoves him but Jeno doesn't move beneath it, it has Jaemin's cheeks pinken all over again. "I have a really physical love language, outward displays of affection are how I showcase my affection. Kisses are intimate displays of affection, so when I get overwhelmed by how affectionate I feel for someone, I typically give them either an embrace or a kiss."

"So, both times that you kissed me today. First after your nightmare and then again after you fainted in the kitchen, those were both times when you felt affection for me?"

"Yeah, I mean, you helped me overcome two extremely difficult challenges without making me feel guilty about either one."

"But surely you have kissed the others, right?" Jeno's brows furrow, unsure how he could possibly feel so special when it was simply just one of the ways Jaemin showcased affection.

"Just my parents and Jisung, nobody else." Jaemin shakes his head. "None of which was on the lips or as intensely as I have kissed you, though..."

"I might need a reminder of just how affectionate you are to me specifically." Jeno doesn't fight against the smile growing on his lips.

"Nice try, we are talking about you here for a second." Jaemin raises onto his tip toes and presses a delicate kiss to Jeno's forehead. "Raincheck?"

"Me?" Jeno asks for clarification, he doesn't recall ever bringing anything up. "What about me?"

"Why do you think that we need to have space between us?" Jaemin wonders, swallowing harshly. "Every time that I get excited about spending more time with you, you have to remind me that we both need our individual spaces. Like it's somehow a bad thing that we spend time together or do things together."

"I'm sorry that I dismissed your excitement and brought the mood down. That was never my intention. I guess I did it because I was trying to protect myself."

Jeno watches as Jaemin's eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"I've been a shy kid all of my life." Jeno begins, feeling a little uncomfortable. "So when I made friends it was a really big thing for me. But I meant it when I told you that people never wanted to know the truth about me, or my parents. Everyone left. They always left and those who did give me an answer as to why, usually said they felt overwhelmed by me. So, I grew up restricted and stopped talking. I stopped talking about my feelings and when people asked me if I was okay about my parents, I could lie and say I was fine. That time healed all wounds. Mark was the first person to see right through me. He was the only one who stayed by my side and I found out tonight that he was the reason Emma and I met his parents. They were the three people who managed to break through to me, but deep down I'm still terrified that they're eventually going to leave too, which is why I don't allow myself to get too close to them. Mark is a different story because he won't leave me alone, but his parents try. I know they do, but I can't let them get too close."

"So, you meant it when you said that you were nervous about me becoming bored with you?"

"Yes." Jeno confirms.

"Then I guess I should be apologising for dismissing your feelings too." Jaemin allows his arms to slip over Jeno's shoulders and gently wraps his arms around his neck. "It was never my intention. I was just really worried that you could get bored with me. While I wasn't ever in your exact situation, I was desperate for a family. I associate time with family because I never felt like I got enough of it from my parents before they died. That's why I try to spend as much time with everyone else I care about, because I never know when the very last time we get to spend together will be."

"I'm sorry about your situation Jaeminnie." Jeno whispers. "But thank you for telling me."

"Thank you for telling me too, I know that it was difficult for you." Jeno leans his head forward and Jaemin lets out a small contented sigh when their foreheads meet. "But just for the record, you're really hot when you talk about your feelings."

"Oh yeah?" Jeno's left eyebrow raises suggestively. "Better than your dreams, huh?"

"You started being better than my dreams weeks ago Tiger." Jaemin giggles, seemingly enjoying the surprised look on Jeno's face when he recognizes the forgotten nickname. "Since we're being honest here, I'm scared."

"About what?"

"Everything." Jaemin sighs, allowing his eyes to close again. Jeno finds himself missing the beautiful honey. "I'm afraid that one day I'm going to wake up and find myself back in that cell having dreamt this whole thing up, or what could happen to everyone here if Chase finds me. But the biggest thing? The thing that I'm most worried about is you leaving me."

"I just told you that I have no plans on leaving you."

"Not knowingly." Jaemin corrects him, blinking rapidly to dispel the building tears. "But you're human. You're a human who is wrapped up in the supernatural world. In a world that is quite literally on the brink of war at any given moment. You keep saying that you have no plans on leaving me and you're right, since I've met you, you have been a man of your word. But you can't promise me that you won't be taken away from me. I know that you have these abilities but you're still human-"

"I know." Jeno apologizes for the interruption by pressing a gentle kiss against Jaemin's cheek. "You have absolutely every right to be worried about this, but you're not the only one who worries about these things either. I'm terrified that Chase will try everything in his power to try and get you back Jaemin. I'm sure that Chanyeol is feeling that twice over as well."

"Ugh." Jaemin groans, his forehead falling against the curve of Jeno's chest. "You were so romantic and then you had to burst the bubble by mentioning my Dad."

"Sorry," Jeno chuckles. "I'm not very good at noticing romantic cues."

"Yeah, I noticed because if you could, you would know that this entire day I have been imagining kissing you senseless."

"All day?" Jeno playfully wonders.

Jaemin nods his head with an embarrassing red hue decorating his cheeks. "Even when I saw how terrified you looked today after that situation with Rebecca. I just wanted to run into your arms and tell you that everything was going to be okay, and then kiss you until you were breathless."

"Well..." Jeno gently pushes Jaemin away with his hips. "We can try again, if you want. Fulfill your wish, instead?"

"What?" Jaemin's hands return to his side, though his smile still shines despite the darkness around them.

"You said that you wanted to run into my arms and tell me that everything was going to be okay," Jeno repeats with a shrug to his shoulders. "I think we both need that reassurance right now."

"I also said that I would kiss you until you were breathless." Jaemin reminds him, though Jeno certainly didn't need it.

"Is that a threat, Mister Supernatural being, or is it a promise?" Jeno tilts his head and a giggle comes from Jaemin's throat. He takes a step back, allowing the darkness to take him.

"Where are you going?"

"To hide." Jeno informs him with a small smile on his own lips. "You found me pretty easy earlier, think you could do it again?"

"I have supernatural abilities-"

"Not tonight you don't." Jeno warns him. "You're going to live like a human until the sun comes up. Think you're up for the challenge?"

"To find you in the darkness without my abilities?" Jaemin asks for clarification and smiles even more when Jeno's lips curl upward into a smirk.

"Wolf or vampire." Jeno warns him with an index finger. "If I see a shimmer of red or blue, I call this whole thing quits."

"That's not fair!" Jaemin whines, stomping his foot. "My eyes don't even glow when it's my vampire!"

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Jeno doesn't say anything else but Jaemin can hear as he lets out a gentle chuckle beneath his breath. He quickly scolds himself mentally for allowing his heightened senses to get the better of him, despite Jeno having already warned him not to use anything supernatural to find him.

"This is not fair!" Jaemin yells into the void, deciding to skip the closest bookcases since he knows that Jeno didn't go down any of them. "You can't move from your original hiding place!"

"I haven't." Jeno shouts back through a laugh.

Jaemin swirls around in an attempt to follow the sound, but it's gone before he can even locate the correct direction it had come from. It forces a frustrated huff from his chest.

He has to stop himself from crossing his arms against his chest and pouting, but there is no one there to see it so he relents and returns to trying to locate Jeno amongst the non-fiction books.

He doesn't find him there, because Jeno was never within the non-fiction bookshelves to begin with. Instead, after roughly twenty minutes of no successful outcome, Jeno takes it upon himself to come out of his hiding place and make it a little easier to be found.

Jaemin doesn't notice as he lets out a few ridiculously loud (read: fake) coughs to get the hybrid moving a little closer, perhaps he had been getting a little too ahead of himself.

It is important to note that Jaemin has always relied on his senses and being human usually meant following your instincts. Being a hybrid meant that Jaemin never had an opportunity to get used to his instincts alone, since they were always accompanied by the supernatural heightened senses.

"Okay fine," Jeno arrives at the edge of the bookcases that Jaemin was searching through. He watches as Jaemin's head whips around to spot him through the shadows. "I'm calling it quits, but we are going to work on your hunting skills some other time."

"Deal!" Jaemin yells before speeding down the aisle and straight against Jeno's chest. It should have propelled them both backwards, potentially taking Jeno off his feet leaving them both on the floor. Jaemin was prepared for it, but it wasn't. Jeno is somehow capable of counteracting the hit and catching Jaemin perfectly. "Everything is going to be okay."

"I think so too." Jeno whispers, letting a content sigh escape his lungs. "I'm afraid that if we keep doing this, I'll grow even further attached."

"Good," Jaemin whispers right back, his breath tickling against Jeno's lips. "Because I could really get used to this. But, I think I need to change our promise."

"What promise?" Jeno wonders.

"About me being the one kissing you breathless. I think right now, I need you to man up and lay one right on me, especially since I've been the one kissing you all day. We need to swap."

"And why exactly should I be the one to do that?" Jeno chuckles. Jaemin slaps him playfully on his chest as a reprimand for the teasing.

"Because after pouring my heart out to you tonight, I need a little knee weakening right now."

"Oh?" Jeno's brow wiggles. "How exactly would you like me to do that?"

"Oh don't ask me that." Jaemin bites at his lower lip and Jeno feels the air between them turn heated immediately. "I would have you a thousand different ways and it still wouldn't be enough to last me a lifetime."

"How about you pick your most favourite, and I'll agree to it?"

"I can have you in any way that I want?"

"Mhm." Jeno confirms with a small smile dancing on his lips. "But just know that I do expect to be given this opportunity too, at some stage."

Jaemin can feel his cheeks burn. "And what if what I pick is something that you want to do to me?"

Jeno instantly begins to shake his head. "We're looking after you tonight baby. I can wait, besides I promise that whatever you pick, I'll make it worth it."

"Then we're going to need a wall."

Jeno's brows furrow, his head tilting slightly. "A wall?"

"We're going to recreate one of our more iconic moments." Jaemin's smile is predatory even in the darkness.

Yet, Jeno doesn't find himself scared by the expression or the weighted words. Instead, he finds himself curious. Weirdly, they have had a couple experiences involving a wall, but he wasn't entirely sure which one Jaemin was referring to.

"So out of everything that you could possibly think of, you decide to revisit something that we have already done?" Jeno asks for clarification, following along obediently as Jaemin leads him out of the middle line of bookshelves.

"We were always interrupted." Jaemin huffs. "We never got to see just how far we could have gone."

"And just how far are you expecting us to go?" Jeno speaks without even thinking of filtering his words. This was dangerous territory, something that they had never completely spoken about but had closely come into contact with.

"Not far," Jaemin giggles. "just around this corner."

Jeno does not feel satisfied by that comment. He knew that Jaemin knew what he meant, but had decided to completely change the meaning behind their words.

Before Jeno could voice out his obvious protest, his world spun before his eyes and his back was forced flat against the wall. Jaemin was giggling happily against him.

"My, my... what do we have here?"

"Some warning would have been appreciated." Jeno hisses, though there isn't an ounce of venom in his voice. His willingness to commit to Jaemin's current desire has the hybrid reaching out to press a thankful kiss to his cheek.

"I didn't give you much of a warning the first time that I put you in this position." Jaemin reminds him.

"Is this what you wanted?" Jeno wonders, allowing himself to develop a more comfortable posture against the wall. "My back against the wall, vulnerable to all of your teasing?"

"Maybe some other night." Jaemin whispers, bright honey eyes locking their attention on Jeno's lips. "That's a really good idea, forcing you against a wall and teasing you until you're too frustrated and tempted by me-"

"It wouldn't take much." Jeno admits, his lips pulling back into a small smile. "I'm always tempted by you."

"Maybe I should gag you," Jaemin hums at the thought. "Keep you silent."

"You would miss my voice too much."

"Can you blame me?" Jaemin wonders, allowing his eyes to fall over the extent of Jeno's entire body. "When it tells me such beautiful things about myself? Who wouldn't want to hear it?"

"What am I doing against the wall Jaeminnie?" Jeno asks, leaning forward ever so slightly.

The hybrid reaches up and gently pushes at his chest. Jeno allows himself to be realigned at the wall, his hands by his sides. Dutifully he waits for Jaemin's permission, it makes Jaemin's mouth dry.

"I'm still thinking it through." Jaemin admits, his eyes flicking from one spot on Jeno's body to another. "I only get one go of this, I don't want to mess it up for myself, or you."

"I didn't expect you to be taking this so seriously."

"I always take things seriously when it comes to you Jeno. This means a lot to me."

"It means a lot to me too." Jeno tells him, allowing his hand to gently cradle Jaemin's chin. He guides the hybrid's eyes back to his gaze, gently caressing the skin of his jaw while he does so. "I don't do this with just anyone."

"This is really overwhelming."

"It doesn't have to be." Jeno replies with a smile. "We can talk about it or we could leave it for tonight-"

"No." Jaemin takes a step closer, his breaths coming out like pants against Jeno's skin. "I want to, I do, but I can't decide."

"Then start slow." Jeno gently removes his hand from Jaemin's jaw and places it back at his side by the wall. "You wanted me against the wall, right?"

"Yeah." Jaemin's breath hitches, his hand still pressed against the centre of Jeno's chest. "I liked how powerful it made me feel when I first met you. You were new blood, a stranger in my home. I was never very good with new people, so I was glad that I could overpower you."

"But I surprised you, huh?" Jeno chuckles and Jaemin's lips betray him as they pull back into a smile of their own.

"Yeah, you did." He admits. "Usually, I'm terrified by any display of weakness on my part, but with you... it was really hot. I didn't understand it at the time, I had never allowed anyone to touch me like that before."

"What did it feel like?"

"You were warm." Jaemin's eyes trail down Jeno's body. "Your touch was like a spark that tickled my skin. Not in a bad way, but in an exciting, heated kind of way. I didn't know what to do with that information, especially since my mind was still cautious of you."

"Does my touch still do that to you?" Jaemin hears how curious he is when he asks specifically about his touch. Perhaps he too had seen how easily Jaemin's body adored the touch against his wrists.

"That and so much more now."

"Do you want me to stay against the wall?" Jeno wonders.

Jaemin is quiet, actively thinking it through before deciding, "No. I don't want you to stay against the wall."

"How do you want me?"

"Can you kiss me?" Jaemin whispers. "Kiss me instead so that when you flip us around, you're all that I can think of?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Jaemin nods, his smile never waning. "Like you said, let's just take it slow. I want this to last forever."

Jeno finally takes his arms away from the wall behind him to gently wrap them around Jaemin's waist. The hybrid melts beneath his hold, allowing the weight to pull him closer. He crowds into Jeno's personal space, a bashful smile on his face and anticipation coursing through his veins.

Their lips meet so easily.

Jaemin hums into the impact, an explosion of electricity rushing throughout his nerves. His hands tremble as they come to rest against Jeno's chest, his fingers coiling into the latter's navy hoodie in the hope of bringing him impossibly closer.

Jeno tries to humor him, stepping closer into his space but not entirely vacating from his placement against the wall. Jaemin takes this as his approval to shrink their parting further. Jeno uses his grip on Jaemin's hips to persuade him even closer, bringing them chest-to-chest. They're forced to tilt their heads in order to accommodate the intimate embrace.

Their breaths are noisy in the air around them, the warmth gently caressing each other's cheeks. Jaemin's fingers curl around Jeno's neck and slip into the length of the human's hair. He gently pulls on it as they kiss, letting out a quiet moan when Jeno groans at the ache.

A hand disappears from his waist and Jaemin barely has a chance to register what is happening before he feels fingers brush his skull and coil in the hair at the back of his head. He gasps as Jeno uses his hold to pull him away from Jeno's lips, their lips smacking apart by the force. Before Jaemin can even think of voicing his concern, Jeno's lips have returned, focused on his neck.

Oh.

The moan is louder when it bursts from Jaemin's chest. The tension coupled with Jeno's superior way of ensuring his attention and relentless assault to his neck, makes Jaemin's knees quake. He tries to take calming breaths but between the intimacy and the heat of Jeno's body pressed against all of the right places, Jaemin surrenders to the beauty of it all.

He can feel as his brain no longer pays attention to the quiet world around him. He can feel his nerves singing and his body begging him to do something. He can hear his own heartbeat, drumming a symphony in his ears. It is accompanied by the rapid disturbance of Jeno's own rhythm.

Jeno finds a section of his neck that he seems to have grown particularly fond of, considering that he's been kissing and licking and yes, biting it. Jaemin hisses at the momentary pain, though he doubts he will manage to see the blemish before it can heal.

"Fuck," he gasps, legs weak. "Jeno." He falls even further against Jeno's body. The human accommodates him immediately, leaning back against the wall while the hand on Jaemin's waist helps to guide him closer still.

"I'm here baby." Jeno speaks against Jaemin's pulse.

The hybrid shivers as another gentle bite is applied to his jugular. Jaemin whines and tries pawing restlessly at Jeno's chest. His hair is given one last playful tug before Jeno's hand slides slowly down his body before curving over the shape of the hybrid's hip.

Jaemin's mouth goes dry as he hopes the hand will continue on downward, leaving him disappointed when it comes to a complete stop two inches above his ass.

"Jen..." Another moan is ripped from his chest as he tries to bite his lower lip to prevent it being released into the air. "Fuck, Tiger, shit!" Jaemin finds himself growling, powerless against the pleasure pooling in his stomach.

Jeno hums at the nickname, trailing his tongue the length of Jaemin's neck from collarbone to just below his ear. "Fuck..." he moans again, before his eyes go wide. "Are you, scenting me?"

"Oh," Jeno, the tease, pulls himself away from Jaemin's neck, which is seemingly his most sensitive body part. "Is that what I'm doing? So many things to remember, so little time to remember them all."

Jaemin's brows are furrowed as he tries to gain a better grasp on reality despite having been on Cloud 9 for the last five minutes. He uses the break to attempt to catch his breath, but then Jeno moves his leg and Jaemin's breath is lost all over again.

"Sorry." Jeno awards him with a gentle (read: evil) kiss to the side of his mouth. "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?" Jaemin's voice cracks halfway through his laugh. "No, I am not okay. I'm feeling really conflicted right now-"

"Do you want to stop?"

"No." Jaemin grits his teeth together, using his hands to pull the human's head back within kissing range. "I just want you to do something."

"Something?" Jeno's brows raise, his fingers lightly squeezing against Jaemin's hips. "Like what?"

"I don't know!" Jaemin shouts, finding himself growing increasingly more frustrated that they were talking right now. "Less talking, more kissing."

"Not without getting your consent first." Jeno reminds him, turning his head so Jaemin's lips will connect with his cheek, not his lips.

"What?"

"Your consent. I'm not doing anything to you without it."

Fucking-

Jaemin groans, feeling more of his blood drain from his head.

Why?

"Why do you have to be so perfect? Why can't you just take the invitation-"

"Because it's not an invitation, it's a need, and I need you to be sure that you want to cross that line with me."

If Jaemin knew what being drunk felt like, he would know that he was fairly certain that he had just sobered right up. Here he was, in the darkness of his favourite place in the world, with the man that he was growing more and more attached to as the days went on.

They were obviously getting really heavy with the building tension and the heated make-out session, but despite all of it Jeno still took the time to make sure that this was still something that Jaemin wanted. Not just because it was in the heat of the moment, or as payment for getting through a joint emotional turning point.

Jaemin breaches the gap between them and Jeno doesn't do anything to negate it this time. Instead, he holds Jaemin firmly against his body and gives him the reassurance that he needs.

His hands come back to rest against Jeno's chest, where he can feel Jeno's heartbeat still drumming up a storm in his chest. Jeno offers him that warm puppy boyish grin and Jaemin realises that he is so far deep, that he never believes that he will be able to turn back now.

"I want everything with you." He whispers into the small space of air between them. "Is that something that you want too?"

"More than you know." Jeno's forehead comes to gently press against his own and for a moment they stand completely still, nothing but their chests moving the air out and in.

Eventually, their lips find each other again and this time, Jeno gently flips them around. His hand finds the wall before Jaemin's head finds his palm, the hybrid smiling beneath the kiss.

He lets his fingers crawl their way up to the neckline of Jeno's hoodie, which he uses to pull the human back against him. Jeno comes willingly, laughing quietly into his mouth as he crowds up in Jaemin's space.

Jeno's hand remains against the wall to support Jaemin's head, but his legs are spread so Jaemin can stand comfortably between them. Neither of then knew that there was an ever so faint height difference until they kissed, Jaemin having to shift just slightly onto his tiptoes while Jeno simply had to duck down just a little. It couldn't have been anything more than a few inches at best.

The heat and the weird feeling in his belly returned almost immediately, cocooning the two of them in a brand new world of their own.

Jeno shifted again and this time Jaemin felt a nudge against his legs. He rocks back against the wall as he struggles to open them on his tiptoes. Jeno holds him through it and watches with a small hesitant smile as Jaemin whips himself away from the kiss the moment Jeno's leg presses against his groin.

"Is this okay?" He asks again for clarity. He doesn't move, not yet, not until Jaemin gives him a clear instruction.

The hybrid visually swallows Jeno watching as his Adam's apple bobs and his pupils blow wide.

"Yeah." Jaemin's voice sounds unsure, like he's not entirely sure what's happening below his waist right now. Jeno almost moves to take his leg away, but then he feels Jaemin thrust up against his thigh and his breath hitches between them. "This is amazing."

They fall into each other after that.

There are a lot more teeth involved in their kisses now and their grips on each other begin to turn dangerous. Jaemin's nails thankfully remain though he claws at the hoodie covering Jeno's chest. The human in return dragged his own blunt nails against the back of Jaemin's shirt.

Jaemin withers beneath the press of Jeno's thigh against his crotch. He was wearing underwear, but the shorts that he was wearing for their pack bonding night were made of thin material. So every thrust, every glide made Jaemin's entire being tingle with pleasure.

He wonders if Jeno is enjoying this as much as he is, but another emotion was driving his thoughts right now and it had decided that this wasn't enough.

"Jen..." Jaemin pants out, pulling away from their intense kiss with what he knew was swollen lips and hooded eyes. "I need you..."

"I'm right here."

"No." Jaemin nearly cries as he continues to thrash against Jeno's leg. "I need you, I need something. I don't know what and I just need you to-"

"Hey." Jeno cuts through his rambles. Jaemin blinks as the human gently swipes at his cheeks.

Was he crying?

"It's okay." Jeno reassures him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I'll take care of you, okay?"

"Please, please, please." Jaemin begs, finding himself incapable of halting the quaking his body was currently undertaking. "I give you permission, I give you everything, just please-"

"Shush, it's okay." Jeno comforts him with another gentler kiss. "I got you baby. Leave it to me, okay?"

Jaemin hopes that his failed attempt at a positive hum was enough. He starts to whine about Jeno taking his leg away from his groin, but the demand is taken from his lips when Jeno fiercely reignites their lip-lock.

The hybrid clutches at him like a lifeline, bringing Jeno's body closer all the while waiting with anticipation for what was to come.

He doesn't have to wait long.

Jaemin practically squeals in a mixture of surprise and pleasure when Jeno's hands slip beneath his pajama shorts. His body immediately coils into the touch, grinding his ass back into the warmth that appeared against it.

Of course, Jaemin is still wearing his underwear, Jeno hadn't breached that yet, but Jaemin suspected that it wouldn't take long once he felt the fabric of his shorts fall against his thighs.

Immediately he moves his legs and allows the garment to hit the floor, Jeno holding him steady so he doesn't trip over as he uses his foot to throw them further away. He giggles into Jeno's mouth once he's finished, feeling a wave of contentment start to flood his nerves.

He hums in pleasant pleasure when Jeno follows the slope of his ass all the way to where it meets his leg. Only he doesn't stop there, he continues trailing downward until his hands grip at the back of Jaemin's knees.

"Fuck yes!" Jaemin heaves, momentarily distant from the kiss as Jeno picks him up and gently presses him back against the wall.

Jeno's hand is no longer supporting Jaemin's head, but the hybrid can't seem to mind as he is far too focused on wrapping his legs around the human's waist to care much for potentially hitting his head against the wall.

Jeno greets all of his noises and whispers of approval with a shy smile, his eyes crinkled and his teeth on full display. Jaemin kisses them before he can stop himself, overcome with the need to be closer still. He shivers when he finds his hips moving on their own, rolling against Jeno's groin. The human seems to allow the action, his fingers flexing against Jaemin's hips to keep them both steady.

Jaemin moans deliciously as Jeno returns his attention to his neck, his hips copying the hybrid's movements. It sends Jaemin into a spiral.

His body feels overwhelmed, his heightened senses playing on his nerves. His entire frame trembles beneath Jeno's touch, actively seeking it out whenever his lips move to another patch of skin.

He can taste Jeno on his tongue, the sweetness of the stolen Coke he has been drinking. He can hear Jeno's blood rushing through his veins and his gentle pants that tickle against his skin. Jaemin moans beneath it all, so close to an unfamiliar edge.

Jaemin is placed back onto his feet without warning. He tries to protest and resume his placing against the wall, but both of Jeno's hands come to rest against the slope of his hips. The human starts to trail kisses down Jaemin's neck, continuing downward still still pressing kisses to his chest even over the lining of Jaemin's pajama shirt.

"No," Jaemin whimpers, clawing against Jeno's shoulders in the hope of getting him back against him. "Where are you going?"

"Jaem-" Jeno is interrupted by the fierce kiss that Jaemin applies to his lips. The human chuckles breathlessly before physically having to restrain the hybrid from him so they could catch their breaths. "Jaem, I was just going to-"

"I don't want you to go." Jaemin demands, eyes flashing a cobalt blue. "Stay here, with me."

"Jaem, I wasn't going anywhere. I was just going to take your shorts off and-"

"You can do that from up here." Jaemin is surprised to find himself capable of overpowering Jeno enough so he could close the gap between them. Though he wonders for a fleeting sound if the human simply allowed the action, rather than fight him on it. "If you want to touch me, you can." Jaemin breathes against his lips. "But I want to feel you too."

"I already told you, tonight isn't about me." Jeno shakes his head, eyes locked on Jaemin's swollen lips. "It's about you."

"You said that we could do whatever I wanted, right?"

Jeno reluctantly nods his head.

"Then I want this, I want you."

Jeno groans out loud as he crashes their lips together again. Somehow it's even more heated than the numerous others they had indulged in tonight, but Jaemin's just as optimistic to return it.

He can feel as Jeno slowly brings his hands back around from where they had grown accustomed to the back of his hips. The human's fingers gently tease at the band of Jaemin's underwear, his last line of defense against the coldness of the basement.

They continue to kiss despite Jeno working them from his hips. They gather in a pile on the ground and Jaemin quickly steps out of them without ruining their lip-lock.

Slowly, he allows himself the opportunity to release the frantic hold that he has on Jeno's shoulders. His heightened sense of touch creates the image in his mind as he works his way down Jeno's chest, until he too comes to Jeno's pajama waistband. He keeps his eyes closed and his mind preoccupied on their kissing as he gently starts to push at the fabric.

Jeno's hands are gone from his body, but reappear almost as quickly as they depart. His skin was warm to Jaemin's touch. He had taken it upon himself to rid himself of his lower clothes, now pooling around his ankles.

The human is the first to break the kiss and Jaemin rushes to grab a hold of his face before he has the chance to look down.

"I haven't..." His voice gives out, his cheeks no doubt turning pink. "I've never-"

Jeno understands, his warm fingers gently cradling Jaemin's wrists. His eyes don't look remorseful, or confused. If anything, Jaemin swears that he sees a faint sparkle in them despite the darkness around them.

"Even with yourself?" He whispers, to make sure.

"I never had the time." Jaemin admits, bashful. "Will that be a problem? A deal breaker?"

"No princess." Jaemin's breath hitches. "It's not a deal breaker, but are you sure you want-"

"More than anything." Jaemin whispers, overcome with the intimacy of this entire situation. "I just don't know what to do."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know." Jaemin admits honestly, and maybe a little annoyed. "But I want to help you out too. Is there a way? Should I turn around?"

"No baby." Jeno presses a kiss to his forehead and the heat of the moment explodes into pure sincerity. "I don't think we're ready for that step yet, but I know what we can do so we both feel good."

"Okay." Jaemin nods, biting his lower lip as he prepares himself for whatever comes next.

"If you don't like it, tell me. Okay?"

"Okay." Jaemin repeats, a little more sure of himself.

He keeps his hands on Jeno's face, grounding himself in the moment. But then Jeno crowds back up against him and draws him into another sweetly intoxicating lip-lock.

Jaemin's shoulders immediately relax as he hums into the kiss. He's just starting to enjoy himself again when he feels Jeno's warm hand wrap around him.

The air expels from his lungs almost immediately, forcing him from the kiss to try and catch his breath.

He's met with Jeno's heated gaze, the human watching his every move, studying his every expression, watching every contour of Jaemin's facial expressions. Beneath the warmth of Jeno's gaze and bodily heat, Jaemin finds something within himself cracking open, baring itself naked in front of Jeno without any hesitation.

He isn't allowed to give it much thought once Jeno starts to lightly tug at him. Jaemin's jaw drops almost immediately, his hips jerking at the gesture.

Jeno's lips quirk upward as he watches as Jaemin's face contours to display his evident pleasure. Neither of them can dare to remove their gazes from each other, the air around them sparkling with a different kind of electricity than what Jaemin has ever been used to.

It's intoxicating.

"Wait," Jaemin begs, and the hold that Jeno has on him pauses immediately.

The hybrid's hips trash backward, despite for the friction to return, but Jeno's intense gaze keeps him steady. Though he does groan in slight frustration that the pleasure has stopped too.

"What about you?"

"It would hurt too much right now," Jeno explains. "I was trying to-"

"I don't care." Jaemin begs. "I don't care if it hurts, I just want the both of us-"

"Baby, I'm not hurting you." Jeno's voice takes a darker tone and Jaemin can't help whimpering. "We need something to help, otherwise it will hurt. Let me go and-"

"No," Jaemin shakes his head and pulls Jeno closer. "You're not going anywhere, we can manage."

"Jaemin, if we don't have lube it's going to-"

Jaemin brings his own hand towards his lips, Jeno catches the way that his eyes darken in the darkness. Blood red eyes stare right back at him, and a gentle crunch takes to the air around them.

Jeno watches completely mesmerized as Jaemin draws his hand away from his mouth, a trail of blood running down his chin. He barely has time to comprehend what is happening until Jaemin feels the heat of his own blood fall against his stiffness.

"I said that I never did it, not that I don't know what we need." Jaemin explains, giggling a little. Before Jeno could think of a suitable response, Jaemin's mouth continued to ramble. "I don't know what to do with it, but I know that you always need help."

The blood is sticky but it is warm and slides against Jaemin's skin with ease. Jeno keeps his touches light, only growing tight when he was sure that Jaemin was covered.

Then, just before Jaemin loses himself to the pleasure, he feels another warmth graze against himself. It's thicker and warmer than his own, heavier too but it's welcome as Jeno's hand encompasses them both and sets a pace that drives Jaemin wild.

His head falls backwards, coming to rest against the wall. From here he has a perfect view of Jeno who concentrates so much on Jaemin's face that he barely shifts his gaze away from him.

Jaemin wants, so desperately, to see what is happening below their waists and yet he can't bring himself to look having been so caught up with Jeno's eyes that it felt almost impossible to escape. Not that he minded all that much, being here with him, doing this, was more than Jaemin had ever dreamed of.

"Are you okay?" Jeno wonders, unpausing in his movements.

Jaemin can't hear how affected he is by this whole situation, for he was already lost to the pleasure of the evening.

"So good." Jaemin praises him, his eyes rolling upward. "Please," he begs. "Don't stop, never stop."

Just when Jaemin thinks that Jeno couldn't possibly surprise him any more tonight, he is blissfully coaxed back into the human's intoxicating mouth. Jaemin moans around Jeno's tongue, which slips out of his mouth long enough to lick against the trail of blood that has already started to dry against Jaemin's chin.

The gesture was never meant to be as exhilarating as it was, and yet Jaemin quivered as if Jeno had pressed on his sweet spot. There was no doubt a rule within the vampire community about licking the blood of a vampire, but Jeno didn't care and it seemed as though Jaemin was far too lost in his own pleasure to notice, or he had and it had warranted his growing pleasure.

But, when Jeno returned to claim his lips, Jaemin was even more hungry. Animalistic even. He sucked hard on Jeno's lip and then chewed on it as if he were teething, his tongue then fought against his teeth and forced its way inside.

Jeno held him through all of it.

The high pitch his moan reached as he finally obtained his limit, broke him away from their kiss long enough to voice it. The sound was sultry and overwhelming. Jeno's hand became painted with not just Jaemin's cum but his own as well.

He watched awestruck as Jaemin convulsed against the wall, using it to steady himself as he worked to hold Jeno's gaze through his hooded eyes. They were panting, their chests heaving for air that had escaped them awhile ago.

"Please," Jaemin begs, but he doesn't flinch. Jeno can't tell what he means, so he breaches the gap that had come between them when they both reached their peak.

"I'm here, you're okay."

"I'm so much better than okay." Jaemin corrects him, loosely coiling his hand into the cuff of Jeno's hoodie. He pulls him closer and into a much gentler, sweeter kiss than any they had shared this evening. "Please, tell me that you-"

"I did." Jeno promises with a small grin on his lips. Even though he had told Jaemin that he had only planned on focusing on him tonight, Jeno's heart was full to know that the hybrid still made sure to include him in everything, especially when it came to Jeno's own pleasure. "Was that okay-"

The question was halted on his tongue, by Jaemin awarding him with another kiss. Jeno was really starting to like this way of being interrupted. "It was perfect, I hope that this isn't-"

"It won't be." Jeno uses his unsoiled hand to raise Jaemin's to his lips.

The hybrid watches with a fluttering heart as Jeno's lips press against his knuckles. Jeno takes the time to inspect Jaemin's wrist, checking to see if he had healed since he drew his own blood.

"I'm fine." Jaemin reassures him, smiling giddily. "It's healed by now."

"I wanted to be sure." Jeno's lips form a smile on their own. "How are you feeling?"

"Blissful." Jaemin reveals with a sparkle in his eye, Jeno almost gets whiplash seeing how quickly his brown eyes bleed blue. "Satisfied, ridiculously obsessed with you. Stop me when you've heard enough."

"Never." Jeno chuckles, drawing him into another mind numbing kiss. Jaemin immediately melts into Jeno's hold, falling against him and allowing him to bear his weight for a while. "No second thoughts?"

"Maybe one." Jaemin admits, struggling to keep the smirk hidden in Jeno's chest. "I would have liked to have lasted a little longer. Your touch... It's like magic to me. I'm growing addicted and I'm afraid of how quickly I'm falling head over heels for you."

"Well, since we're being truthful from now on." Jeno playfully rocks them back and forward. "I'm afraid of falling in love. Everyone that I ever loved the most in my life has left me in one way or another. I think that I'm cursed and I don't want that curse taking you away from me. I won't be able to handle it."

"If there is anyone cursed between us, I think it would be me." Jaemin admits, pulling away just enough so they can lock eyes again. "I don't mean to rain on your parade Jen, but I don't think I'm going anywhere. You on the other hand-"

"Won't be going anywhere either." There is a level of authority to the words that leave his mouth. He doesn't follow it up by promising, because deep down they both know that he can't exactly promise something as large as that. But despite it, Jaemin still feels comforted by the words that he did say.

"What brilliant deed have I done in a past life to warrant getting you in this one?" Jaemin wonders, wrapping his arms around Jeno's neck.

"Possibly saved an entire village, or country, maybe even the world." Jeno falls easily into the teasing and Jaemin can't help but watch as he indulges in it. "I might not know about our past lives, but I know what I did to get here, to be with you. I wish my best friend didn't have to become a werewolf for it, but I don't think I would change anything. I'm happy here, with everyone, with you."

It was the first time that Jeno had allowed himself to speak so openly about how he truly feels in Jaemin's presence. He had often let sentences end before they were truly finished because he thought it much too soon to sound so intimate with a man he had only met a month ago.

"Everything is crazy, isn't it?" Jaemin shakes his head. "That we only met so little time ago, and yet it feels like I've known you for so much longer."

Jeno wonders if there is some telepathic link between them for how easy it is for the hybrid to announce something that had already been plaguing his mind. The only reason that Jeno hadn't revealed his true feelings, is because he was afraid that Jaemin would think it much too soon. Perhaps, he considered, that maybe they were both alike in more ways than he thought.

"In two days, it will have been a month." Jeno responds, watching as Jaemin perks up a bit. "The day after the full moon was when Mark got bitten and it was the day after the full moon that we met. So, technically two days from now."

"Are you suggesting that we start an anniversary of when we first met?" Jaemin giggles, though he doesn't sound to be teasing. "Can you bring me out on a date?"

"I thought that we-"

"An evening out with my parents was not a date!" Jaemin huffs, his lips puckering out in a pout.

"What would you like?"

"A night away from here, maybe some dinner."

"Outside the territory?" Jeno wonders for clarification.

"If we can try, but if you want to stay home, we can. A dinner at home is fine too, but could we do it down here or in your room? I would like to be away from everyone else."

"I'll figure something out." Jeno concludes, his heart hammering against his chest at the look of pure excitement taking root in Jaemin's eyes.

"Oh no..." Jaemin groans, collapsing against Jeno's chest all over again. "We're going to have to go back upstairs now, aren't we?"

"Unless you have a couch or bed down here?" Jeno teases him. "Though if you did, I would have preferred to know about it earlier because at least then you would have been comfortable."

"For the record, I was extremely comfortable throughout our entire endeavor. Though now I am thinking about you on a bed." Jaemin groans.

"Calm down." Jeno whispers against his lips. "I doubt the soundproofing down here would hold up against any more of your moans."

"I didn't hear you complaining about them when I was doing them."

"I had absolutely no problem about them when they were happening, but then again I wasn't exactly thinking about anyone else at the time either. Now, I am."

"Ugh, no!" Jaemin winces. "Go back to thinking about me and only me, I'm worth it, I promise!"

"Oh I know you are." Jeno shows him mercy by kissing him again.

Jaemin makes a point of moaning softly into the kiss, but his shoulders start to shake and then his teeth ruin their innocent kiss. He enters into a giggling fit which he immediately tries to calm himself down from. Jeno playfully glares at him but doesn't say anything.

"I like our world here, alone, together. I don't want anything to burst it."

"We can stay down here tonight if you want, but I also know that it's important for your wolf that you stay upstairs tonight. With the rest of the pack."

Jaemin expected himself to have an immediate response to it, but something inside him renders him speechless. He knows that Jeno is right, that he should be using tonight to get accustomed to the other wolves, especially since Mark was brand new and would be having his first shift.

But that doesn't mean that he doesn't want to spend the night with Jeno, alone.

"Will you be there?" Jaemin asks. "Will you join the pack cuddle night?"

"If you're there." Jeno confirms, gently swiping his thumb across Jaemin's cheek. "We go together, or not at all."

"I like the sound of that." Jaemin admits, wrapping his arms around Jeno's shoulders. "We should probably put our pants back on though, shouldn't we?"

"Probably." Jeno chuckles. "I don't like the idea of everyone else potentially seeing you before I get a chance."

"Lee Jeno, are you the possessive type? Probably best that I hear it from your lips now than figure it out later. Should we also address a potential jealousy avenue?"

"I guess that it would depend on the situation, but I will try to communicate with you if it ever arises?"

"Ugh!" Jaemin groans and can't stop himself from pulling Jeno in for another peck on the lips. "You're perfect, do you hear me?"

"I'm not perfect." Jeno reveals, pressing another kiss to Jaemin's forehead. "But I'm trying to be better for you."

"You already are."

"Come on," Jeno whispers, stepping away so they might have a better chance of locating their clothing. "We should be getting upstairs before the night gets any later. The sun will be rising soon and it's probably best that we get to bed before then."

"Okay." Jaemin's cheeks burn as he scans the ground for his clothes, though he lets out an embarrassed giggle when Jeno holds them both out for him.

They both redress in silence, though it certainly isn't awkward. Jaemin catches Jeno wiping his hand in a tissue that he had produced from his pocket, his heart racing at what that palm had done to him only a short while ago.

When they're ready, they regroup together next to the wall that Jaemin had chosen.

"We're going to smell like each other." Jaemin explains, taking hold of Jeno's wrist as he begins to lead him out of the bookshelves and back towards the staircase.

"I scented you." Jeno nods.

"But you also took my blood." Jaemin reminds him. "My scent is going to be inside you now, at least for another few hours."

"I didn't expect it since I'm not one of you."

"Doesn't matter." Jaemin claims, shaking his head. "It won't be as strong as scenting, but they will know there is something different about you when you come upstairs. I just hope that Sehun won't notice it, I'm really not in the mood for a lecture right now."

"I thought that you said that he agreed for you to take my blood."

"He did, but that's different. I'm a vampire in need of a blood source, you're a human who possesses the healing abilities of one of us. You don't need vampire blood, and frankly I never should have let you have it-"

"But you did."

"I did." Jaemin pauses at the foot of the staircase, turning to look up at Jeno who was already gazing at him. " And I shouldn't have. It's a really important thing in the vampire community. It's different from healing someone that doesn't have the same level of intimacy as this. Blood sharing is sacred in the vampire world, reserved for the rarest of cases."

"Like soulmates?"

Jaemin breath hitches, but he nods his head. "Yeah, like soulmates. I shouldn't have let you taste it, especially since it was vampire blood that led to me becoming this."

Jeno's eyebrows furrow. "What?"

Jaemin's lips curl slightly at the edges, but his gaze falls to their feet. He never should have said that. "Nothing," he decides to answer, waving the thought away with a flick of his hand. "We have already discussed so much tonight, let's save that conversation for some other day."

"Oh I plan on it." Jeno reaches forward and wraps his arm around Jaemin's waist.

He pulls the hybrid against him and immediately regrets ever agreeing to leaving the basement. He draws Jaemin into one last kiss, knowing that they probably won't have the chance to once they return upstairs.

Jaemin holds onto him tightly, his thumbs cradling Jeno's face. When they pull away, neither of them are ready to leave just yet.

"Are you ready?" Jaemin whispers.

"As I'll ever be." Jeno sighs. He gives Jaemin's hips one more squeeze before they break apart to climb the staircase.

The hybrid is quiet when he opens the door leading into the living-room, Jeno is almost grateful to find that it has been well oiled. When they enter the room, the overhead lights have officially been turned off and the only light illuminating the room comes from the television which is running some cartoon.

Chanyeol welcomes them into the room with a small wave, before his hand retreats back to Baekhyun's back where it draws gentle spirals over his shirt. He urges them in with a quiet flick of his wrist. Jaemin leaves him to close the door behind them, stepping over Kyungsoo and Sehun to get to Chanyeol.

"Are you okay?" The eldest wonders, scanning his adopted son's face.

Jaemin beams at him. "I'm fine Appa."

"Jisung made room for you both." Chanyeol whispers when Jeno finally joins Jaemin's side. "He woke up just shortly after you two left, moved out of the way when we told him that you needed to talk. I'm going to assume it went well then?"

Despite the darkness, Jaemin's red cheeks were still visible in the glow of the television. Chanyeol never said anything, his eyes completely locked on Jeno who simply nodded his head.

"We're fine."

"Good." Was all that Chanyeol was planning to say, before gesturing with his chin to the pulled out bed above him. "Get to bed you two."

"I'm just going to make a quick stop in the kitchen." Jeno informs them both quietly. "I'll be back in a second."

It isn't until the human is gone from the room that Jaemin is made aware of another person's presence amongst them. "So you fed him, did you?"

The hybrid turns to look across the room at Sehun, who is lying next to a sleeping Kyungsoo. With the lightning, Jaemin can see every contour of the vampire's face but he doesn't look annoyed or frustrated, tired maybe, but not annoyed.

"I bit my own lip and my blood passed into him." It wasn't technically a lie, but Jaemin could still feel how his heart stuttered in his chest. Thankfully neither of them called him out on it. "It was only a small amount."

"Just keep your eye on him for the next few hours. It should be passed out of his system before the full moon, but then again let's hope that no accidents happen. We don't know what he is yet, but I would rather not have him become a vampire before Mark's first transition."

"I know." Jaemin huffs, crossing his arms. "It will be fine, nothing is going to happen to him."

"Get to bed Jaemin." Chanyeol cuts through their conversation with ease, smiling softly at his son as he does. "That goes for you too, Mister Dracula."

"Ew dude, there is so much wrong with everything you just said." Sehun grimaces before settling himself back down next to Kyungsoo who immediately cuddles up to him once he's settled.

Jaemin climbs above Chanyeol's head and finds himself contemplating where he would sleep for the remainder of the night. He finally chooses to sleep next to Jisung whose forehead comes to rest against his shoulder blades. Jaemin believes he hears the youngest breathing out a quiet greeting, but he dismisses it immediately when it is followed by a gentle snore.

When Jeno returns, he isn't all that surprised to find that Jaemin is barely clinging onto consciousness. He settles the drink he brought with him down onto the small coffee stand right next to the couch's armchair, before sinking down into the cushions next to Jaemin.

He dangles his foot over the edge of the bed and is rewarded with a gentle squeeze to his ankle from Chanyeol, an unspoken wish of a good night's sleep.

Jaemin wakes slightly as Jeno comes to settle near him, bringing the blanket up to his chest to keep him warm throughout the night. The hybrid broaches the gap between them and gently raises his leg to drape across Jeno's waist, he smiles when the human naturally drops a hand onto his shin keeping him there.

This was something that Jaemin was already getting used to, being in his arms.