"Do you know the agony he causes?" Tae asked his friend.
                          
"Yes because you tell me all the time. You know that Jin is probably right?" Hobi was the voice of reason most of the time or at least only when Tae decided that he agreed with him... not in this case.
                          
"He is not, right. When is Jin ever right?" there was an element of truth to this.
                          
"Well, never, but no one has got under your skin like this before, Tae."
                          
"The prophecy is bullshit. It doesn't make sense. I wanna kill him not fuck him."
                          
Hobi raised his eyebrows, he didn't see it like that but they'd had this conversation so many times in the last two years and nothing had changed. Jin and Namjoon are good friends of Tae and Hobi's and also happen to be two of the most powerful warlocks in the world. Jin has this habit of believing that he is psychic and tells people prophecies that mostly don't come true. 
                          
Unfortunately for Tae, a few years ago, Jin had an epiphany and foresaw that he would fall in love with a bean and even though it wasn't clear, he was convinced Tae would become mortal again to be with him. Jin tells the story in the most dramatic way, pink smoke and pixies brought him the image and fairies confirmed it was true. Jin's husband, Namjoon, humoured him and says he saw the pink smoke but also says it was more purple than pink. Namjoon loves Jin and would agree with most things he said in front of others but everyone was convinced it was different behind closed doors because no one could agree with Jin that often. The prophecy was sketchy at best, the details changed often but the one element that didn't alter was that the two people involved were definitely Taehyung and Jungkook, even that hadn't been clear at the beginning but now Jin was certain.
                          
Tae didn't believe in prophecies and definitely did not believe in the one about him because... well... it was absurd.
                          
"Don't look at me like that Hoseok! Wipe it from your mind. I wish vampires could compel other vampires because I would definitely compel you to forget that shit."
                          
"I'm sure that you get more miserable every decade. Have you killed anyone recently?"
                          
"Yesterday. Some arsehole who was kicking a puppy. He didn't taste great though."
                          
"Have you got enough food at home?"
                          
"Yes, I have bags of blood in my fridge and pieces of that guy if I get desperate but I really didn't like him."
                          
"Have you had sex recently?"
                          
"Why would you ask me that?"
                          
"You answered the other questions, so answer this one, Doctor H is trying to get a diagnosis for your grumpiness."
                          
"Please never refer to yourself as that again."
                          
"Tae... sex?"
                          
"No thank you."
                          
Hobi glared at the vampire who wasn't short of admirers. Tae was lean, legs long and slender, skin pale and silky smooth, broad chest, thick neck, curly dark hair that reached his cheekbones and big, almond shaped eyes that looked into your soul. His fashion sense was undeniably current, no matter what decade it was and he was a skilled surgeon. He was, quite frankly... dangerous and that was without mentioning the silky smoothness and deeply rich tone to his voice that could compel anyone to do anything he wanted, providing they weren't a vampire or warlocks.
                          
"Okay, no I haven't had sex in a week. And don't look at me like that, Hobi. It's slim pickings out there and vampire sex is boring."
                          
"How on earth is it boring? You can literally throw each other about and the positions are limitless. You don't need to worry about hurting each other and your energy is pretty relentless. You aren't right."