After the haunting nightmare Taehyung had, he couldn't think about closing his eyes. Peace now shattered, his head was wrapped around the odd fact that, the "dream" felt too real. Everything from the way he felt, Irene's presence, even her scent. The way she spoke so carelessly of centuries ago, of things that were currently present. Things she shouldn't have known, and he couldn't just blame those on his mind, playing tricks. When has he ever thought about her in such a way? He never wanted to see, hear, or think of her ever again, and yet his dream decided to go against that. He knew somehow she found him. It couldn't be nightmare, she haunted him far too long for that trickery. It's her nature to persuade him to think such a thing, he knew her ways. She had something to do with his "dream" and he would find out. Irene just overstepped a very large boundary, and it would not slide. He had to let Yoongi know about this, but Jungkook was always clinging by both of their sides. Taehyung doesn't wish for his lover to be involved, but she already involved him. He's so pissed, never loving the idea of limited options. He had no choice. He had to see her, he had to find her, that's what she wants. For Jungkook, he would.

"Taehyung~"

Irene's voice.

She'd dare torture him, taunting him while awake. Now he was absolutely sure it was her doing. Making him feel insane. Filling his mind with horrid thoughts. Deaths. Visions of a tremendous tragedy if he failed to meet with her, Jungkooks bloody corpse, Yoongi trying desperately to fight her, Jimin's piercing screams. Him, lying there in chains, held back as he cried out for his lover. Too weak to help, too weak to save him.

Over, and over he would awake, shaking and searching for Jungkook. Eyes shaken as he couldn't shake the empty feeling, looking down at Jungkooks neck, the faded mark, blood soaked clothes, teary wide eyes staring at Taehyung. Dead. No. He couldn't think of it. They kept on coming, repetitively flashing before his eyes whenever they closed. The image appearing when he blinked. Yoongi fighting. Blood. Jimin screaming. Blood. Jungkook's corpse. Blood. Blood. Blood!

Blood!! Everywhere. Countless nights he would jolt awake, hands trembling, screaming Jungkook's name in desperation. The blood still heavy on his hands. He killed Jungkook. Looking around the chains were broken, Yoongi fighting him instead of Irene. Blood.

"Taehyung..."

Taehyung snapped, he threw every single paper there was in sight. Pushing at the wooden shelves, watching them crumble, and crackle at his touch.

Letting out a loud, frustrated scream.

"DAMN IT~!!!!" He was loosing his mind. Nothing got through to him, he just couldn't control the monster within him. He wouldn't do that. He wouldn't! He would never hurt Jungkook. Not ever. How dare she put these images in his head. How much longer would she torture him?

Remember...

He screamed again. His throat showing its popping veins, the strain protesting. Wind whipping around his body, like a fierce tornado. He hated her, his hatred boils. It was filling, like a balloon, full of air, full of hatred until it bursts. Eyes igniting, and sparking, like a flame. He would never hurt Jungkook! Never!

Until he felt hands wrapping around him. Soft, calming hands. A whisper feathering his neck, with hushing words, and the winds stopped. His mind no longer clouded with awfully painful images. Instead foggy with the scent of coffee. Warm coffee, and hot chocolate, on a cold stormy day. He was comforted. It would be okay. Everything was going to be okay, the voice whispered. The fog had dispersed, and the sky was no longer cloudy, and stormy. There was light. There was radiance under the sun. It's rays beaming heat, like a fresh drop of blood, coating the back of his throat, spreading warmth throughout his body. He loved this smell. He tugged this being closer, holding onto that warmth, in longer wanting to be so cold.

"I'm here, love. It's okay." Jungkook whispered, comforting his lover. Not asking any questions, but helplessly curious. He loves Taehyung so much, he just wanted to be there for him. He wanted to figure out what bothered Taehyung so much, that he'd cry out for him at night, opening his eyes in a panic. Some nights Jungkook decided to not even bother sleeping, watching over Taehyung, waiting for him to jolt so he could be there when the vampire would bolt out of sleep. Holding him tight, whispering soft, calming words. Being there all he could. He would always be there.

Taehyungs been out of it lately. Jungkook noticed. Everyone noticed. You'd have to be blind to not see what was happening to Taehyung. He was cracking, visibly breaking away and it was scary. It terrified Jungkook that he just didn't know. It was so frustrating not being able to help Taehyung with whatever he was going through, not knowing anything, not knowing what to say, how to ease the others pain. It hurt so much seeing Taehyung, the man who was always composed, so broken. Yet, no vampires tried threatening his position as king. They instead worried for him. Some would stop by in regards for, asking of his status. Jungkook would always sadly shake his head, and they would sometimes surprisingly hug him. Saying things would be okay. He needed that. It was so hard to constantly give Taehyung his all, hurting inside as well. He needed someone to tell him his lover would be just fine. It broke his heart to see his lover shattering before his helpless eyes, once again feeling useless.

"I-I.... w-would nev- Jungkook. Never would I h-hurt...you- never, baby! I wouldn't." Taehyungs trembling, and choking on his cries. Letting go. He can't take it anymore. She won. Irene had won so easily, he couldn't stand the sight. No longer could he just ignore it. Everytime the sight of Jungkook, drenched in blood. He ached all over, just imagining what the scorching, overwhelming pain would be like as Jungkook died.

"I know, I know. Shh... " Jungkook hushes. He can't help but feel so furious. What the hell was wrong? One second that night Taehyung was perfectly fine, loving him all the right ways and next thing he opens his eyes to is Taehyung shaking and screaming. Scared. No, he can't be this way. His vampire wasn't like this, whatever was doing this needed to stop. He wanted it to stop. He needed his Taehyung back.

Once Taehyung calmed, he guided them to sit down for a while. Soon the panting, and sniffles came to an end. Jungkook felt maybe he could ask, he really wanted to discover what ever it was making Taehyung so panicked. But, it made the vampire so frighteningly panicked that he almost didn't want to find out, also he didn't want Taehyung to feel uncomfortable after he just calmed the other down. So he decided to just ignore it, keep it in, and carry on with the day. Like always.

"I'm fine now, Jungkook."

"T-taehyung...are you sure? Are you doing well?" Jungkook realised at that moment how shaky his voice was, the wetness on his cheek. He started to cry himself. He quickly, and aggressively wiped them away in frustration. "I-im sorry, you're not doing well. I shouldn't be crying, so- I'm s-so useless- "

"No. No, baby." Taehyung frowns. He's so foolish, so stupid, so carelessly weak he had forgotten how fragile his human was. How much Jungkook must've stressed trying desperately to help him. Selfishly he just would take and take everything Jungkook gave, for nothing in return and he knew the human would never ask. So selfish. So stupid. His human, a selfless soul, not meant for someone so selfish, stealing all his light, taking and taking. How could he ever be such a fool? "I love you, Jungkook. You're not useless. Never. You mean so much to me, you do such for me. You just being here does so much, baby. Thank you. Thank you. I thank you. I'm sorry, I've kept you in the dark. I'm so sorry, baby. You must've felt so alone, I'm so sorry." Taehyung felt horrible. Even worse than before. Such a greedy soul he had. A careless soul. An empty soul.

"I- I love you, Tae. I jus- I just want to h-help you~..." The human sobs, feeling so useless. Not being able to do absolutely anything to help his lover. Being so far away, yet so close. Left in his shadow without a way out, he was in the dark. Alone. It hurt. Why wouldn't it stop? He would beg and plead for it all to stop. He wanted to be happy. He wanted Taehyung to smile. He just wanted to feel whole again. It's like Taehyungs that broken half, and he can't shake the feeling of being so empty. "I feel so empty. I feel so useless, Tae!"

"I'm sorry, baby." Taehyung holds him close. He didn't know. He didn't realise, too caught up in his own thoughts to notice how much it affected Jungkook. He didn't think the bond would effect the human, at all. Somehow, Jungkook began to feel some of his emotions, he didn't even consider that ever being a possibility. He thought the weight of the bond would only lean toward him, failing to realise how light that weight has been recently. It was Jungkook. His selfless soul, holding onto that pain that Taehyung gave and gave. Lifting his pain with every whisper, kiss and hug. His greedy soul taking in all the love. Jungkook taking in all the pain instead, all his heartache, every torturous feeling floating away into Jungkook.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't know... I didn't know. I didn't know..."

It's all his fault. He felt so guilty. Why hadn't he considered this before? Thinking of how pained Jungkook was when he left, how cold he felt. He was such an idiot! He needs to get rid of this pain. He wants his human to be happy. All he ever desired was to bring Jungkook all the joy, and instead he tore it away. He needed to end her. Irene has to go away. Forever. "I'm selfish, I'm so sorry. I'll get better, okay? We'll forget about all this. We'll have fun. We'll be happy, okay? I'll make sure of it. I'm going to make this all go away."

He'd make sure of it. He was going to be the one. He wouldn't let her harm him, or his mind any longer.

"I'm going to make it all go away."

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Jungkook woke up, laying beside Taehyung, who was lightly snoring, snuggling into his side. For once and a long time he looked so peaceful, the human was afraid to move, or breathe. Nervous that he might wake Taehyung with the slightest fraction of a movement. He lifted his hand, lightly stroking the vampires face. Leaning down slowly to capture his lips. Delightfully mesmerized by the feeling of Taehyung's soft plump lips touching his own after what felt like centuries.

He pulled away to see the vampire staring back at him, basking in his eyes.

"Another."

Jungkook smiles. He leans in again capturing Taehyungs lips with his own. Savoring the taste, breathing in every smell. They molded their lips together almost desperately, but in a slow wave. Lips hovering, with soft brushes of their lips, heavily breathing, before colliding again. Taehyung wrapped his arm around Jungkook, as he climbed onto his waist, legs folded on each side. The man squeezed at his hips, swallowing every kiss hungrily. Jungkook knew that meant he was desperate, just as him. He needed comfort. Jungkook would always give. Always.

Taehyung gripped tighter, smothering Jungkook's lips. Kissing much deeper, enjoying the delicate sweet smell of arousal erupting throughout the room. There was no rush, although a somewhat hungry pace instead. He sucked at the smooth skin around Jungkooks neck, sprouting a soft purple. Earning a quiet whine, and a shudder. His heart was full, and pacing. He felt emotional, confused and sad. Nervous about the regret he would feel. The guilt that will cloud his heart, but he must. He would be greedy, and take all that he can now. He would take and take, until he knew it would last long enough. Even after. He knew it was a mistake, he just couldn't risk it. He had to do it.

Jungkook peeled back every clothing, letting them fall to embrace each others body. No longer shivering against the cold that touched his body, the contrast of warmth radiating from his own. He never thought he would desire Taehyung as much as he does. Never feeling quite fulfilled until he touched every part of skin, until the vampires hand traveled and adventured his body without hesitation. Even when his eyes were filled with tears, and his air was weak, barely managing to gasp, it wasn't enough. He wanted more and more. His soul feeling empty, lusting in a cloud of purple. Watching Taehyung make no move to initiate a thing, despite appearing so desperate. So Jungkook kept kissing, letting one hand trail down the vampires chest. Wrapping his hand around Taehyungs dick, stroking ever so slightly. Now that he thought about it, he doesn't remember ever actually touching Taehyung this way. He enjoyed it. Seeing the vampire lean away from the kiss momentarily to release a deep groan, hips stuttering.

Jungkook's eyes sparkled as he watched Taehyung bask in pleasure, leaning back, eyes fully closed. His heart thumped, pounding, and threatening to jump out of his chest. The sudden desire to pleasure Taehyung overcame him. He could see how much the vampire wanted it, the sparks between them igniting one big flame. He was ready to play with that fire. He knew where Taehyung was most sensitive, vampires in general. That spot where he wore a dark swirling mark. That sensitive area that would always tingle when the vampire touched. His neck.

The human gripped tighter and stroked his lover faster. Leaning into the crevice of the man's shoulder, leaving feathering kisses till he reached his neck. He began soft kisses, letting his breath tickle the skin, loving the piercing grip that tightened around his waist. Jungkook closed his eyes listening the the sharp inhale as he sucked on the skin, nibbling and kissing his sensitive neck. Taehyung shuddered beneath him, hands curling against his skin. Rumbles erupting within the vampires chest, vibrating against his lips. Almost like a deep purr. Jungkook didn't falter the movement of his hands, stroking at a consistent pace, with his drifting kisses. Humming with every breath, loving the feeling of skin beneath his lips, and teeth.

Taehyung didn't say much to protest while Jungkook became more desperate, lifting his hips, teasing his self before sliding down, with little effort. Wincing at the pinch, and sting erupting, causing him to squeeze his eyes tightly. The vampire growled aloud, holding the human in place, but caressing his back in comfort. Jungkook let his head rest in the crevice of Taehyung's shoulder, breathing heavy. He hadn't tried this much without oils, it didn't hurt extremely bad, the pain was still sharp with the stretch, and the harder Taehyung became the more he could feel inside. Walls crushing in heat, and clenching against the pain, just trying to feel the pleasure. The vampire twitched as he felt the tug, and clench of Jungkook, in swirls of pleasure. The human suddenly moaned from the friction, the pain slowly receding as he slightly adjusted to the stretch, movements quite still.

They moved in unison, holding onto each other, lost in the pleasure clouding their bodies. Heat swirling, and stirring between them, where they connected. Soft breathless moans erupting, as their lips hovered one another, staring deeply at the other as they gave their all; feeling so much, yet so little. Wanting and craving more touch, more pleasure. The goosebumps of ticking touches trailing up their backs, moans becoming more desperate. Movements shattering the slow, yet hungered pace, transitioning to something more greedy. Needy for more sounds, more skin, and more heat. Jungkook whimpered with every thrust, body soon giving out, exhausting his strength lifting his hips and slamming down to collide with Taehyung, too blinded by the way his lover growled, and purred when he moved. Only the sound of harsh slaps of skin, rustling of silky sheets, and labored breathing in the room, heavy with lust.

Jungkook shuddered with a single thrust upward that made his body rigid as Taehyung took over. Holding the human steady as he move his hips, pumping into Jungkook faster, greedily drinking his human's moans, and whimpers, and still thirsty for more. He felt the human arching, so he thursted quicker, hips thumping against Jungkooks ass, knowing his specially sensitive sweet spot was there. Targeting with perfection as he was held to take whatever given, just as he wanted. The human wrapped his arms tight around Taehyung's shoulders, holding on desperately as he trembled nearly off balance, he tied his ankles together, legs squeezing around the vampires torso.

"I-I lo- I love you, Tae..." Jungkook whimpered, after letting out many squeaky mewls. Pleasure thumping into him with so much precision, convulsing in a thrilled fog, as he dazed with contentment. Frenzied to feel everything, coming closer and closer to high climax, nearly there, but holding out. Legs trembling, and quaking, ready to give up. He let his body drop, as Taehyung fell with him, switching their positions, laying beneath the vampire, legs holding on, hands still wrapped sturdily around the others shoulders. Touch becoming overwhelming, Taehyungs weight crushing him into the bed, building that pleasure as he arched and his body going stiff. Moans cracking, choking and gasping with a teary desperation to come, begging Taehyung to take him there. Giving his body over, squeezing his eyes, in delicate with each thrust reaching deep, thumping with his every breath, pleasure incredibly intense.

"I'll always love you, baby." Taehyung whispers, nibbling on the humans lip, sucking and kissing as they exchanged air entirely. "Never forget that."

And they climaxed together. Shuddering from the intensity, whispering sweet nothings to each other, caressing skin. Slowly coming down from their hazy high, panting.

Savoring the moment, leaving soft kisses still, lasting longer. Wanting to remember one another's skin, and touch. Enjoy the heat that was built, wonder in that bliss of clouds, and never coming down. Grinding into bodies. Sighing with contentment, feeling once again fulfilled.

Never forget that.

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Jungkook eyes fluttered open. Stretching his body, with a drawn out yawn. Twisting his body, to realise something. The bed was empty.

He didn't panic. Taehyung was a king, he had things to handle. Before everything crashed the vampire would leave often and he'd go train with Jimin and Yoongi. Mostly just Jimin while Yoongi would come supervise sometimes, making sure the newborn was doing things properly, not too rough, not too gentle. Other times he'd read alone in the library, finding out interesting things about vampires. He was close to the weirdest part, something about bargains before Yoongi came in one day and he hid the book. The human was curious to find out, so he didn't really bother to find Taehyung. He headed straight for the library.

On the way there. He didn't know why he felt sick. Like he had a heat flash, or feeling somewhat queasy. Almost toppling over into a wall, Jimin popping up out of nowhere to catch him.