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Taehyung groans, head rolling to the side. Can this get any worse?
Living with Yoongi is the best thing in the world, he swears. His hyung treats him to dinners every now and then, is cool about Taehyung having his friends over late at night and even watches tv shows with him, if he bats his eyelashes cutely enough.
They've been together since high school and he doesn't want to change a thing.
Except, when his friend is having one of the feasts in the kitchen. He does it when he is frustrated or in a very good mood, and him being him he doesn't really let other people in to join the party. More when it comes to blood.
The kitchen will be in perfect state tomorrow morning - there is going to be the iron smell in the air which won't for the love of God go away, the bloodbags would be scattered all around the counter and Taehyung is going to try to get the stains out of their floor.
He sighs, blocking the sounds his best friend makes with a pillow.
He has a shift at 7 tomorrow and he seriously needs to sleep. Yoongi should be at least a bit considerate towards his flatmate who in fact, has to sleep in order to function the next morning. Not everyone is a fucking vampire.
Throwing the covers over his head, he shuts his eyes. The sounds coming from kitchen are so loud and obscene, one would think there is a whole group of starving children.
At least, he is used to it because it happens all the time and his brain automatically switches to the 'ignore Yoongi' mood. He is balancing on the edge of dreaming and still being awake when the doorbell echoes through the apartment.
Shit, he was so close.
Taehyung knows it is one of Yoongi's friends - either Seokjin who is actually very nice and tells Yoongi to shut the fuck up when he is being loud; or it is Jeongguk whose loud ass doesn't even pretend he didn't mean to wake Taehyung up.
As expected, the door to his room opens, revealing Yoongi covered in blood from head to toe.
"Can you get the door, please?" he asks, tongue darting out to lick the dripping red liquid from his lips, "I am a bit messy."
The younger inhales sharply, kicking the covers off of him, "I swear, if it is Jeongguk I am throwing him out."
Yoongi chuckles, "You know he is a lot stronger than you."
"I don't care!" Taehyung huffs, slipping on his bunny slippers, "I need to sleep unlike you. Somebody has to go to work in this household."
His hyung lifts his eyebrow, "Who pays for your food, Kim Taehyung?" he asks, cleaning his hands with his sweatpants.
Taehyung scrunches up his nose, "Alright, you have a point. But you don't need to wake up every fucking morning and listen to Namjoon hyung whining about fashion magazines being after his ass."
The vampire laughs, ready to say something back only to be interrupted by the doorbell again.
"I'll get it," the younger boy nods, pushing past his flatmate, "please, clean the mess after you're done. And shower. I am not going to inhale more iron into my lungs. That's not the way to become an IronMan."
He hears Yoongi laughing from inside his room (Taehyung prays he went there to quickly get rid of the blood. It was disgusting) before peaking outside through the peephole to see who decided to pay their lovely visit at 1am.
Who would've guessed that, seriously.
With a heavy sigh on his lips he opens the door, smirking Jeongguk standing outside. Amazing, his chances of getting the beauty sleep he deserves are destroyed.
"Hi, sleepyhead," the vampire grins, ruffling Taehyung's hair affectionately, "ready for some fun tonight?"
Taehyung smiles sarcastically, patting the latter's cheek lightly, "You know me so well." He gestures for the vampire to come inside, silently shutting the door behind them. He hears the shower running, mentally high-fiving himself since the older male finally took his words in consideration and obeyed him.
He feels awkward, leaving Jeongguk sitting in the living room all alone when he knows he is not going to fall asleep any time soon, but still stops in his track to sit next to him.
It is not like he is scared - hell no, - more of the fact that he doesn't really know what to say to the boy. They've never had a normal conversation - being in each other's hair since the beggining.
Taehyung ponders what to do. He can't just leave him here, sitting all alone but he doesn't want the blush enter his cheeks and give his tiny crush away.
Jeongguk turns his head, patting the space next to him, "Your thoughts are annoying, come here."
"Wait," Taehyung holds up his hand, eyes wide, "You did not read my thoughts again."
"That's exactly what I did," the older man grins, "I got inside your pretty head and heard every single word you told yourself. Come here, we should get to know each other better."
"What if I don't want to? You just got inside my head and that's very rude, you know? It should be illegal," he huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. Is he for real now?
The vampire licks his lips, eyes changing into pretty crimson red, "Hm, did you forget about my abilities? I know exactly what you've been thinking about the last time we met."
Oh no.
"Oh yes," Jeongguk smirks, patting the space once again, "now, come here. I might take you up on that offer."
"No," Taehyung shakes his head, trying so hard not to think back to the thoughts that were messing with him when the young vampire was here the last time. Let's just say, they weren't as innocent and adorable.
The latter shrugs, turning his back to him, "Alright, whatever you say, baby."
Taehyung is ready to splurt another bullshit, like not wanting to get to know the hot vampire sitting on his couch, but thankfully Yoongi rushes out from his room, all clean and with new clothes on. He smiles at his friend, stroking his back affectionately, "Thank you for staying with Jeon, Tae, we'll be quiet, I promise."
His heart jumps a bit.
"Okay," the young boy nods, smiling at his flatmate, "Goodnight, hyungie."
"What about me?" Jeongguk turns around, pouting playfully.
"Yeah, goodnight, asshole," Taehyung has never run into his room faster.
3am.
It is 3 fucking am.
3 in the morning.
Should he repeat himself?
The noise is unbearable.
Not the splashing of blood everywhere, no. The yelling of the two friends fighting for the last bag.
It is all about "I was here first", "you had at least three while I finished one!", "it is mine!", "you said you'll share this time!". Taehyung is sick of it.
He rubs his face, irritated.
Sometimes he has a tough job of collecting the vampires when they can't push their pride aside. He read somewhere it is a major feature to their character and that they won't back down til they have what they want.
Once he had to physically drag Seokjin from Yoongi, who was too occupied with drinking the last drops which supposedly belonged to the older vampire. For the peace and stability of their home, he chose to get the other into his right mind because he knows Yoongi too much to even attempt changing his.
He pads his way to the kitchen, unbothered by the mess all over their floor and coughs to get the men attention.
They both spin around like deers caught in headlights.
"What's wrong, Taehyungie?" Yoongi asks softly, but Taehyung doesn't miss the way he tugs the half empty bag closer to him.
Jeongguk growls, quickly turning to snatch it back into the previous place, "Did we wake you up?" he asks, still not looking at him.
Taehyung groans, "No, you idiots are so damn annoying that I couldn't fall asleep," he slips out of his slippers, walking to the boys in the centre of their kitchen. He doesn't want his shoes to get destroyed by blood, does he. "Give it to me," he says calmly, lifting his hand palm up inbetween the men, "now."
Yoongi looks like a kicked puppy when he lets the bag fall down on his side.
The only human lifts his eyebrow, eyes finding Jeongguk who just snorts, "Whipped."
"Excuse me?" Taehyung asks, blood spilling over his hand.
He wants to destroy this man so badly.
"No, you don't," Jeongguk chuckles, leaving Yoongi confused while Taehyung is ready to end him.
"Oh, yes, I do. Now, give it to me," he purses his lips, annoyance written all over his face.
Jeongguk laughs, "You need to deserve it, honey."
Seriously, he is going to punch him.
"If you don't-"
"Then what? You are going to act cute?" Jeongguk tilts his head to the side, "I mean, I like it but I ain't Yoongi who gets off on it."
He doesn't have the time to react before the said boy literally jumps at the younger vampire, throwing him to the nearest wall. The blood bag long forgotten on the floor.
Taehyung gapes, body frozen in place. Should he do something? But hyung said it is dangerous to mingle with vampires when they are angry. Fuck, he is the cause of this mess. If he had been thinking rationally, he would stay in his goddamn bed and not start a fight. Damn his last brain cells-
Suddenly Jeongguk speaks up, pressed to the kitchen counter, "You have what you wanted. Take that fucking bag before your lovely flatmate snaps my neck in a half."
The boy doesn't know what to do. He bends down to take the discarded object from the floor, taking tentative steps back to the hall - as far as he could.
He has seen Yoongi furious a couple of times in his lifetime and it wasn't as pleasant as Twilight nor Vampire Diaries say. There is a lots of crashing, yelling, teeth, bloodshot eyes - you name it.
On the other hand he knows, that his friend wouldn't hurt Jeongguk. He likes him too much for that. There's is nothing to be worried about.
Yes, Yoongi likes Jeongguk.
"Thanks for the information!" he hears from the kitchen with another harsh sound.
Oh my God, no. Fuck him. Why is he still inside his head.
Taehyung closes the door to the bathroom swiftly, pouring the content of the bag into the toilet before flushing. They shouldn't fight, this is what they get for it.
He sighs (again), washing his hands and walking out, aiming straight for his room. Maybe they are going to beat each other til they are tired enough to stop. Or they are going to make out in the sea of blood on the floor. Who knows? Definitely not Taehyung. He is not even sure, if he wants to.
The bed looks so inviting when he approaches it, glancing at the clock on his nightstand.
3:20am
Fuck it, he needs to check up on them.
Walking into the kitchen he sees two vampires hugging each other. They look really bad - all thorn clothes and even more blood all over their bodies.
Jeongguk senses his presence, lifting his head from their friend's shoulder. He smirks, one hand leaving Yoongi's back to lure Taehyung to join the hug. Yoongi also spins in the vampire's hold, smiling when he sees his roommate standing in the doorway.
He gestures for him to come closer to them, mirroring Jeongguk's position.
Taehyung shakes his head, chuckling to himself.
It ends like this all the fucking time.
He doesn't hesitate to walk between the vampires' firm bodies and get enveloped by their arms. The disgusting smell of blood and hatred completely vanished from his senses.
He wakes up in a pile of laughing bodies.
Someone is caressing his back while the other person is playing with his hair. It feels so nice and surprisingly warm.
He makes an appreciating noise in the back of his throat, pushing his head to the crook of somebody's cold neck. What a nice contrast.
The person laughs softly, his arm curling around Taehyung's middle and pulling him closer. The fingers in his hair disappear, making the youngest whine quietly. He doesn't even care who it was, he just wants to be spoiled in the morning. He could definitely get used to this.
"What do you want for breakfast, Tae?" it is Yoongi hyung who is shuffling around the room. Taehyung's heart stops beating for a moment. Does it mean that he is cuddling with Jeongguk right now?
How did this even happen?
Jeongguk hums, apparently still reading Taehyung's thoughts.
If he wasn't so lazy to open his mouth he would tell him to fuck off already, but- it is so nice to have the strong arm curled around him and firm body pressed right on his. Maybe if the vampires had a heartbeat he could tell that the young vampire is enjoying this as well.
Coming to a conclusion to just think of waffles, he begs Jeongguk to say it out loud.
The vampire chuckles, "He wants waffles," he says, fingers drawing circles into his lower back, "also a cup of tea."
"You should stop getting into his head," Yoongi shakes his head, "it is rude, you are invading his personal space."
In other situation Taehyung would agree.
"Um, so you don't want to know what-" finish it, asshole, I dare you. "he thinks about you?"
You are dead to me.
"I am dead to everyone, sweetheart," Jeongguk laughs.
Well, you are not wrong. Tell him to hurry up, I am starving.
"He says that you should finally fuck off and make that breakfast, hyung. He is starving."
"I didn't say that!" Taehyung yells, scaring both of the vampires. He hits Jeongguk with the palm of his hand with a loud smack. The vampire just grins back at him, pushing his head back to where it was.
Yoongi shrugs, turning on his heels, "You, Guk?"
"I'd like to have a certain Kim Taehyung as my breakfast. Thank you, hyungie," the younger smiles, batting his eyelashes.
It seems like the oldest one of them gave up when he leaves the room, a sigh escaping his lips.
"That was an ass move," Taehyung says, pushing Jeongguk's arm off of him to no avail, "You know I'd never be so rude to him in the morning."
Jeongguk just hums, fingers dancing on the younger's skin lightly. They are cold, so cold, goosebumps awaking on Taehyung's skin.
It is so calm for a morning in this household. Usually Taehyung runs around the whole apartment in his underwear, trying to find something to wear and stealing a bite of whatever they have left in the fridge.
These moments of waking up without the annoying sound of his blasting alarm are very rare, and he is determined to enjoy them as much as he can. Even if it means being cuddly with Jeongguk.
The said male mutters something under his breath, loosening the hold he had on Taehyung. He almost whines.
"You should shower while hyung makes the waffles," Jeongguk says, sitting up on the bed, "It's 6:30."
"Ughh," Taehyung groans into one of the pillows, hugging it close to his chest, "I don't wanna go."
"I thought you loved your job," the vampire wonders, dragging the poor male out of the bed by his ankles.
Taehyung nods, "I love my job, I hate mornings. There's a difference."
"Well, if you're nice enough, I'll drive you so you don't have to take the bus," Jeongguk says nonchalantly, lifting the boy up.
Is this some vampire power or has he been hitting the gym lately? Anyway, he lets the latter to carry him into the bathroom, placing him on the toilet.
"Do you want me to undress you too?" he lifts his eyebrow, smirk growing on his lips, "I mean, I am not against it-"
Taehyung is fast to push him out of the bathroom, "Out you go!"
Yoongi is beatboxing when he comes out of the shower, his lower half covered by the fluffiest towel he could find.
He pads his way over to the kitchen, water dripping from his hair, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, Tae-" Yoongi chokes after looking up to the boy. The reaction makes Jeongguk spin on his chair, his expression hardening.
With a clenched jaw, the younger vampire hisses, "Can you put some clothes on?" he slaps their hyung on his back harshly, "Yoongi hyung is dying."
"He is dead," Taehyung deadpans.
Suddenly, there's a shirt flying his way, "Put it on and come eat your damn breakfast."
It is Jeongguk's.
Leaving the older man shirtless. Yoongi chokes again, Taehyung joining him.
He blushes, looking everywhere except the young vampire. Why is the room so hot? He should check the heater again, he bets it is broken.
"That's the Jeon effect," Jeongguk says cockily, sipping from his mug.
Taehyung insisted they use it whenever Yoongi wants to drink blood when they have someone over. His friends don't need to know that his beautiful sweet hyung best friend is a mystical creature.
The boy just rolls his eyes, sitting down next to his flatmate who places the plate full of waffles in front of him. They smell so good.
"Eat up or you'll be late," Yoongi says, patting the younger's hair, "Guk told me he is going to drive you to work, so you don't need to hop around the house with one leg in your jeans."
Taehyung hums, taking a bite. Not only they smell but they also taste amazing.
Can he just marry this man? And the man next to him? Hm?
Jeongguk smirks, but doesn't say a word.
Go away.
The young vampire just shakes his head, chuckling to himself. Thankfully, Yoongi is busy with washing dishes.
Why is he even trying at this point? There's no way Jeongguk leaves him alone anytime soon. Even more after he discovered what has been on his mind lately.
He reaches out for the cup of tea, drinking it in one go before standing up, pressing a chaste kiss to Yoongi's cheek. If the older man could blush, he would have a pretty pink dusted over his cheeks.
Man, vampires are complicated.
There is no end to this day, Taehyung swears.
Namjoon is hot on his heels, ripping his ear off with how much he has to talk about. Like, his hyung needs a chill pill, seriously.
At this point he knows everything about the new employee who works just a floor below - all about his beautiful eyes, gorgeous lips and the aura he has around himself. Namjoon even mentioned that it is a whole fine piece of cake.
As much as he loves his hyung, he would rather get his design finished by the end of this day.
He works a lot anyway - Yoongi hyung always trying to drag him out even if it means that he has to wear turtlenecks and sometimes an umbrella. When that happens, the older boy switches to english; confusing people around them with his posh accent.
"Why are you smiling?" Namjoon asks, reaching the coffee machine, "Did they finally confess?"
Taehyung fake-cries, "No," he pouts, "I don't even know if they would be down for it."
"You know they both are whipped for you," the latter says matter-of-factly, "I saw the heart eyes Jeongguk was shooting you this morning."
The younger boy scoffs, "We hate each other."
"Oh? Is that really? Because if I remember correctly, you were crying last weekend how gorgeous he is and how you would do anything to have him to himself," Namjoon smirks, glancing at the clock above the door.
They still have 5 minutes left.
"I was drunk, thank you very much," he says, huffing.
"Drunk people tell the truth," the older man winks at him, leaving him alone next to the machine.
Taehyung imitates his hyung, rolling his eyes before turning around to leave - only to find Yoongi hyung standing by the entrance.
He prays to God his hyung didn't hear a word from the previous conversation as he walks up to him with a gentle smile painting his lips. He hugs his covered flatmate, chirping an excited "hello!" into his ear.
Yoongi hisses, pushing Taehyung back by his shoulders, "Hi there," he smiles a bit, "I brought you a lunch."
"Y-You-" Taehyung stutters, blushing.
It is not the first time, but it always makes his heartbeat go a bit wilder inside his chest.
The latter shrugs nonchalantly, pushing the box in the younger's hands, "I thought you'd be hungry. You said you had a lot to do today so- I- I just thought, I could make it a bit better?"
"I love you," the younger whispers bluntly, blush deepening as soon as the words leave his mouth.
Yoongi laughs a little, scratching the back of his head, "I love you too, Tae. You know that."
"Thank you, hyungie!" the younger snaps back into reality, hugging his hyung again.
The vampire pats his back, smile on his lips, "You're welcome. It's just a burger and coke, nothing much, seriously."
Taehyung's heart swells. He got exactly what he loves and- Maybe he'll tear up later.
"You should get going," the older smacks his butt lightly, "you don't want your boss to scold you again, do you?"
"No, sir," the boy grins, shaking his head.
Yoongi nods, "Good. Jeongguk will pick you up after work, okay? I need to go somewhere, so I can't."
"Alright," Taehyung whispers, not ready to let go.
But he doesn't have to be ready for his boss to appear behind him, coughing, "Tae? Your break is over."
The young male turns to him, nodding, "I just came for my lunch. I was about to leave actually."
A very good thing is that Taehyung is naturally charming. People fall for it all the time.
When he needs something, he just has to ask. If someone is scolding him, a pout is all it takes for the person to soften and stop with the harsh tone. It always works.
His boss smiles when Taehyung waves a goodbye to Yoongi, making his way to the tall man.
"You two are a very cute couple," the man says over his shoulder as he leaves to his office.
If Taehyung stops to take a breath and will the blush away three times til opening the door to his own studio, no one has to know.
"Look who we got here," Jeongguk rolls down the window, resting his hand over it, "isn't it the famous fashion designer of all times, Mr. Kim Taehyung?" he lifts his eyebrow, grinning at the latter.
Taehyung rolls his eyes before breaking into giggles, "Yeah, you got that one right."
"Well, it seems like I am going to be a personal uber for the celebrity," the vampire exits the car quickly, running to the other side and opening the door before the younger boy can.
"Oh, how generous of you," Taehyung smiles, sitting down and bringing his canvases inside.
Jeongguk gently shuts the door, running back to his seat, "Where to, Your Majesty?"
"Home, please," the younger groans, exhausted.
It was a long day, indeed.
He had to finish the project for one of their clients and boss was after him the whole day. Because of Namjoon's lack of filter he had to draw three another sketches for upcoming fashion show, since the older male exposed his non-existent "fire for shows".
Jeongguk rests his hand on Taehyung's knee, pulling out of the parking lot.
They had their fair share of insults (usually coming from Taehyung who can not contain his mouth when he is sleepy and pissed off), but the young vampire has never done anything to the designer, except flirting with him (and throwing him over his shoulder because apparently, he is better than those dumbbells in the gym).
And yes, he often answered Taehyung's thoughts which is very irritable and rude - but Taehyung finds himself not minding at all.
Thanks to it the young vampire exactly knows where he stands in his eyes, what he wants and needs, and thinking about it now - it is a huge advantage when his mouth doesn't work the way he wants it to. He wonders, if Jeongguk is listening to him rambling in his head again.
The older man has his eyes set on the road, one hand on the steering wheel while he waits for the traffic light to turn green.
Should he do something to find out?
He leans his head on the window, spacing out for a second. It will surely make Jeongguk think that he is going to nap til they are back at his apartment. Well, he should use a good rest after the shitstorm that took place in work.
His eyes close automatically, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips.
It is a bit uncomfortable, he is not going to lie, because the bumps on the road make him smash his head against the window every 3 seconds but he simply doesn't care. The weight on his knee is calming, keeping him in place and Taehyung likes to think it'll be ready to pull him back, if he slips down.
The picture that starts to paint itself behind his eyelids is colorful. There is him, sitting on the kitchen counter as so many times before, legs swinging back and forth while he happily munches on some strawberries. Jeongguk and Yoongi are there too. Standing on each side, feeding him the fruit and kissing his cheeks after he is done.
He feels the grip tighten around his knee.
Ahh, ready to start a show.
He thinks about Jeongguk holding him down with his hands, pinning him to the wall, then to the mattress so he can't escape. He thinks about the way he would leave bruises all over his soft skin, on his thighs and neck, maybe even in the dip of his back. With his strong arms, Jeongguk would surely manhandle him in the way he craves and the thought alone makes shivers run down his spine.
"I know what you're doing," Jeongguk hisses out of nowhere, knuckles turning white.
There come the bruises.
Taehyung smirks, glancing at him, "Oh, you do?" he cocks his eyebrow, fingers tracing the veins on the older's arm.
He would beg and cry everytime the older thrusts into him, wanting more. He bets he could come untouched, swallowing Jeong-
"Stop it!" the young vampire roars, car abruptly stopping in the middle of the road. Taehyung notes the latter's panting, smiling to himself.
Look how the tables have turned.
The car behind them honks, an angry driver shouting from his window which makes Jeongguk snap out of it - for a second.
Taehyung sees the hand on the handle, ready to pounce on the poor guy who just wants to finally arrive home after his shift. He has to do something.
Leaning over, he kisses Jeongguk's cheek quickly, "I am sorry, baby," he whispers, actually meaning it, "let's just drive over there, okay?" he points to the gas station, "and you can get the anger out of your system, alright?"
Jeongguk takes a shaky breath, turning the car back on.
He doesn't park the car at the gas station though. Taehyung doesn't even dare to think about anything. He watches as they pass different streets full of people, as the light changes on another traffic light, the sunset. Anything that is not filled with something that could make Jeongguk mad again.
But it is not entirely his fault.
He didn't tell the young vampire to be constantly reading his thoughts. He told him to leave him alone. Jeongguk should've seen it coming.
"Are you hungry?" the latter asks, voice stern.
Taehyung shakes his head, "Not really," he says quietly, fiddling with his fingers, "but if you are, we can stop somewhere and you can-"
"Did Yoongi brought you the lunch?" the car takes another turn to the left, "I didn't know what you like so- I went with the basics."
The younger boy's eyes widen, mouth falling apart, "You bought it?"
"Yeah," Jeongguk scratches the back of his neck, "I couldn't deliver it myself so- I asked Yoongi hyung, if he can stop by."
"He didn't tell me it was you," Taehyung whispers, trying to put puzzle pieces together one by one. Why wouldn't he tell him it was from Jeongguk? It's not like he wouldn't be happy to see him, if he told him.
Jeongguk chuckles, "Mm, good questions. If you think a bit harder, I am sure you'll get it."
They are reaching their street when Jeongguk parks the car on the side of the road, turning the engine off. The younger boy is confused, frowning at him.
"Why did you stop?"
The young vampire leans closer, pressing his lips against his softly before withdrawing, "you belong to me, understand?" he growls quietly, catching Taehyung's lips again.
Taehyung chases his lips with his, curling his fist in the front of Jeongguk's shirt, pulling him closer. He whimpers when the older man's sharp teeth grazes his bottom lip slightly. Adrenaline is running in his veins.
It is the thrill of the situation, the fact that the latter can easily sink his teeth in and drink all the blood flowing through him.
A moan escapes his throat, legs squeezing together.
Jeongguk notices, smirking into the kiss, "so desperate," he laughs, lifting Taehyung from his seat and into his lap. The younger boy grinds on his thigh, restlessly chasing something to unravel the knot forming in his belly. The young vampire tutts, holding Taehyung in the air by his hips - preventing him from grinding down.
Taehyung whines, forehead knocking into Jeongguk's.
"You don't want Yoongi hyung to find out, hm, pretty?" the latter whispers into his ear lowly, brushing a loose strand from Taehyung's forehead, "He would be so so mad," he pouts, "maybe even try to torn me into shreds."
The young boy shakes his head quickly, "He wouldn't."
"Hmm," Jeongguk hums, pressing a soft kiss to the younger's cheek, "it wouldn't be the first time we fought over you."
Taehyung gasps, eyes widening as Jeongguk lets him seat himself over his crotch.
There's no way the two of them fought. They love each other, it is so evident and-
"That doesn't mean we can't fight over a beauty like you, baby boy," Jeongguk says, jostling the boy up a bit, "you know, vampires don't like to share."
There is a loud knock on the window, startling both of them. They spin around, only to come face to face with fumming Yoongi. What is he doing here?
His teeth are out, eyes bloody red and he is hissing. Taehyung fears that if the man spitted, there would be a fire flaming up to the sky. He panics, looking over to Jeongguk who just grins at him, kissing the top of his head before locking the car door. They are aware of the fact that if the older outside wanted to, he could destroy the car with one light kick.
Jeongguk looks straight into Yoongi's eyes, tightening his hold on Taehyung's hips as he rolls them down on his.
What the fuck is he doing!?
His lips find Taehyung's neck, mouthing over the pulse point delicately and the younger boy can't help but moan from sensitivity. It feel so fucking good when Jeongguk's tongue flickers over the vein, biting into it lightly - not enough to pierce through the skin. His hands travel to Taehyung's ass cheeks, pushing them apart through the fabric of his loose pants.
Fire.
That's all Taehyung can feel.
Jeongguk dives into his mouth with his tongue, keeping eye contact with the man standing outside. This is going to end up badly.
"Gukkie," Taehyung muffles the cry with the older's lips, rolling his hips into him. He should definitely stop. They should stop. It is not right even if it feels like it. "Jeongguk, stop," he says breathlessly, glancing at Yoongi.
Naughty.
Flames in the older's eyes are scary, intimidating, making Taehyung teriffied of what's about to come. Not because Yoongi would hurt him - even if he totally could - but because he was never fond of furious vampires.
"I want you to keep looking at him," Jeongguk says into his collarbone, "show him how beautiful you are when you come," his hand sneaks into the front of Taehyung's underwear, teasing him.
Taehyung pushes the hand away, eyes finding the young vampire's ones with a serious look, "I don't want to," he confesses, "he doesn't deserve this."
"Should I unlock the door then?" the latter asks, hand reaching out for the button.
The younger holds his hand mid-way, "No!" he yells, scared.
Jeongguk laughs, "Why not?"
"He is angry!" he shouts frustated, "he looks like he is about to kill both of us!"
The latter laughs again, pressing a peck to Taehyung's lips, "Is my little boy scared of big vampire Yoongi?" he pouts, messing with the younger.
Taehyung just nods.
It is embarassing. Yoongi is always so gentle with him, even if he is pissed off. He doesn't do anything in front of him unless his vision is blurred out, and he lost all of his rational thinking. He always yells at him, if he can't find his right ground and the younger is in danger. He tells him to lock all doors and leave, get somewhere safe, if he is not under control.
But it is still scary.
Jeongguk's eyes soften, bringing the boy on top of him closer and hugging him to his chest, "Don't worry, bub. I'll protect you no matter what, alright?"
The sob that rips from his throat is pathetic. He is shuddering and not in a good, pleasant way.
"Baby," Jeongguk tries again, voice unbelievably soft, "calm down," he presses a kiss to his forehead, "he won't hurt us."
Taehyung nods, hiding in the crook of the older's neck. He doesn't want to face an angry Min Yoongi.
He hears the lock click open before the door opens swiftly, wind entering the car. The added weight makes the vehicle jump a little, the door closing shut right after. He inhales, tears ready to fall from his eyes.
Yoongi is calm, his voice is low, steady.
"Mind to explain?" the question is directed at Jeongguk who tightens his hold around the boy in his lap. He is still shivering and the young vampire curses in his head for letting this happen. "What the fuck did I witness-" his voice is raising up slowly.
Jeongguk clicks his tongue, "our baby making out with me?" he smirks at the older man who is very close to beating him.
The older vampire licks his lips, sensing something is wrong with his flatmate. He lifts up a tentative hand, caressing the youngest's back who jumps away from the touch. Yoongi's eyes sadden, withdrawing the hand, "Tae?"
Taehyung inhales shakily, digging his fingers into Jeongguk's side. He won't look at him. He doesn't want to see whatever is there waiting for him.
Jeongguk sighs, "You scared him."
"I figured," Yoongi bites back, looking out of the window. What a fuck up he is, truly.
The younger vampire whispers something to Taehyung who shakes his head, the shaky exhales abusing Yoongi's eardrums. He glances at the pair sadly, nodding to himself. One little missunderstanding can't break down everything they've built together.
Jeongguk sees him from the corner of his eye, nodding back at him. At least the older man is immune towards his abilities, so he can't get inside his head.
"Tae, kitten, look at me," he strokes the latter's hair, "please," he begs, searching for Jeongguk's eyes helplessly.
The latter pecks Taehyung's temple, "Baby," he pushes him back a bit, "I am here, okay?"
Taehyung nods albeit hesitantly, glancing at the other male sitting in the passanger seat. Yoongi smiles softly, his eyes telling a different story than Taehyung expected.
"I am not mad, Taehyungie," he says, "just surprised. That's all."
"Are you not going to hurt us?" his voice is shaky.
Yoongi laughs softly, shaking his head, "I would never."
Jeongguk nuzzles his nose into his cheek, "See? I told you. He is a softie when it comes to you."
"Can you shut up, Jeon?" Yoongi yelps, hitting his arm.
The two boys just laugh at the older's antics, letting him sulk for a little while before Jeongguk hums and drives them the couple steps home with Taehyung still seated on his lap. The youngest complains, anxiety bubbling in his chest when they hear sirens in the distance, but the two vampires just grin at each other and speed up.
Apparently, they enjoy when Taehyung is a wild panicked mess.
He tucks his head under Jeongguk's chin, shutting his eye tightly and instructing the men to tell him when they are finally at home.
Soon all 3 of them are in the living room, Taehyung's head in Yoongi's and feet in Jeongguk's lap, whining about them being dangerous and giving him a heartattack. The vampires just caress his skin fondly, trying to sooth the nerves away while laughing here and there. Taehyung is really a drama queen.
"I am hungry," Jeongguk mutters after a while, glancing at Yoongi who just shrugs.
"Thanks to you I am out of bloodbags," he says, rolling his eyes, "I need to ask Seokjin to steal some from the hospital again."
Taehyung mumbles something underneath his breath but neither of them catch it clearly. His eyes are wide and they can hear how this heartbeat speeds up a little.
Yoongi is the first to break the silence, "What did you say?"
"I said," the youngest looks down at Jeongguk, inhaling sharply, "that Gukkie can drink a bit from me?"
"What!?" both vampires jump on their seats, Taehyung rolling away from them.
The boy looks up from the floor, grinning, "It's been too long since someone used me for my blood."
Yep, here he said it.
Jeongguk's eyes widen, looking at Yoongi who shakily inhales, not daring to look at either of them, "It was just two or three times."
"You drank from him!?" the younger vampire stares at Taehyung, "Dude, he has the best smelling blood I've ever had a whiff of. Does it taste as good?"
Yoongi nods, Taehyung still grinning.
The human tilts his head, baring his neck for Jeongguk to see the pulsing vein under the skin. Jeongguk fangs prolong, tongue runing over their edges. He breaths in, trying to remain calm.
"Are you sure?" he asks, crawling to him.
Suddenly the room temperature changes. The bitter cold that was dancing on Taehyung's bare feet is gone, replaced by warmth spreading all over his body.
Taehyung glances over at Yoongi who sits back, one arm on the armrest the other one in his lap. He gives the boy a stern look, silently warning him. The boy inhales sharply, eyes meeting Jeongguk's red ones.
Slowly, he lays on his back, inviting the young vampire.
Jeongguk makes a brief eye-contact with Yoongi who nods. He is going to watch, not touch. In case the vampire gets out of control, he will be ready to hold him back from draining the boy.
The tension doesn't leave the room - not even when Jeongguk supports his body with his arms next to Taehyung's head and kisses his temple to calm him down.
The youngest barely makes a sound, tilting his head as the latter starts pressing soft kisses to the junction of his shoulder, up to the pulsing vein.
"Breathe, baby," he whispers, nibbling on the spot.
Taehyung takes a deep breath, hands curling in Jeongguk's hair.
Sharp pain spreads through his body as the fangs pierce through his skin slowly. He hisses, screwing his eyes shut. Tears get stucked in the corners of his eyes when Jeongguk starts drinking, his tongue peaking every now and then to sooth the boy.
As he dives in for more, Taehyung moans, grinding up to him.
Jeongguk's eyes shoots open, startled. He sees Yoongi smirking from his spot on the couch, biting his bottom lip when the boy underneath him whimpers quietly. The vampire's hand slides down to the boy's hip, pining him to the floor.
His blood is intoxicating.
Every single sense is invaded with the picture of Taehyung, with his scent, with his voice, with him. It is hard to gain the self-control back.
Yoongi slides down to sit next to them - not yet tearing them apart, just patting Taehyung's hair softly. He mutters praises underneath his breath, tracing the prominent cheekbones and plump lips with his fingers.
Soon enough he bends down, pecking them. The boy whimpers again, wrapping his legs around Jeongguk's middle and bringing him to lay on top of him.
"Good boy," Yoongi whispers, kissing his neck, "can I have a taste too?"
Taehyung cries, untangling his left hand from Jeongguk's locks and instead pushing Yoongi's head down with it. It is a clear signal.
Yoongi bares his fangs, diving into him from the other side. He has to be careful now, not to hurt their baby.
Jeongguk notices, licking the bite clean before kissing the breathless boy underneath him hard. Taehyung moans into his mouth and he lets the boy grind against him, he deserves it.
The oldest also licks the bruise forming on Taehyung's neck, kissing it better after.
As they both look down at the boy, there is a sharp cry heard in the apartment and Jeongguk can feel the hot cum spilling through Taehyung's pants. He growls, holding the boy by his hips, pressing him into his front while Yoongi continues making out with him.
The three of them are covered in sweat, out of breath. Trying their best to come back to their senses.
Yoongi is the first to stand up, leaving two bodies holding onto each other while he gets a towel and water for the youngest.
When he comes back, he sees the two of them sleeping in the same position. He smiles softly, patting the wet towel over their foreheads and leaving it on the boy's forehead. He kisses both of their cheeks before getting comfortable next to them, sliding his arm around Jeongguk and leaning his head on Taehyung's shoulder.
Exactly the way it feels right.
His lap looks so comfortable.
"Then come sit, babyboy," Jeongguk smirks, looking up from his phone.
"Hyung!" Taehyung whines, burying his face in the nearest pillow while both vampires laugh at the cutie that is their boyfriend.