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Taehyung was tossing and turning around in the comfortable bed, sobs sometimes escaping his lips because he was having a nightmare, as usual. The poor Omega didn't remember a time where he slept good. Tears stained his cheeks and he gasped when the dream became more vivid, forcing him to submit to the illusion.
He was dreaming of the day where he has been taken away from his father, only innocent sixteen years old, forced to watch how his dear father was killed by the vampires after he was dragged back to their hut. Taehyung has been way too young to understand what has been going on, too innocent and scared to listen to their words while he was in the grip of one vampire.
But in his dream, he was far older, his current age, but he felt like being a mere watcher of the scene while he the same time felt like he was the protagonist of his dream. It made his mind spin and him to whimper in his sleep.
"What is a pretty little thing like you doing here outside? All alone and easy to take...", the vampire who has first spotted him in this forsaken forest has growled at him. Taehyung has been picking up berries for dinner, his favorites and he has lifted his head confused, and scared because no one ever was in the forest. It was their safe haven, far away from any magical creatures.
"N-no! Leave me alone, p-please!", young innocent Taehyung has sobbed when he was grabbed roughly by his arm, claws digging into his soft skin and he was sobbing. Taehyung as elder version was also sobbing, now back in the position that still gave him nightmares. The vampire snarled when he dragged him away.
"Let me go!", Taehyung screamed, kicking his legs around when he was lifted up, pressed against a wide chest. The vampire showed him no mercy, he of course didn't. Black hungry eyes and long fangs showed the vampire's nature and the poor Omega was horrified, knowing he was getting kidnapped, taken away from his father.
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"Shut the fuck up pretty thing, you are going to be a present for our Sir", the vampire hissed into his ear before licking over his skin, leaving poor Taehyung disgusted and squirming in his grip in discomfort. The vampire used his vampire speed to carry Taehyung away, bringing the poor boy back to his Sir, his creator. An ancient vampire who was said to be as old as the moon goddess herself and who was greedy for power.
"Sir, Sir, we found something for you", the vampire eagerly said and Taehyung started screaming when he realized that the burning ruins of a house were the walls of his home. The lovely little cottage house hidden in the woods was burning. The vampire leader, dressed in a long velvet cloak turned around, evil intentions twisting his handsome face into a picture of danger.
"A male Omega? Those are rare...", he said, walking towards his eager creation who waited for his reaction like an excited dog. Taehyung sobbed when claws digged into his skin. "My, you are stunning", the vampire leader commented, his purple eyes dancing over Taehyung's face when he examined it.
"Look at his pretty face, such beautiful golden skin. Tilt his head to the side for me, I want to taste his blood", he instructed his pawn who of course hurried to obey. Taehyung screamed and protested, pleaded to be spared while he was forced to watch his home burn down. His father was nowhere to be seen. Taehyung feared he was dead already.
"N-no! Ah!", Taehyung yelped when sharp teeth pierced through the delicate skin of his neck, the vampire behind him holding him down while his Sir took greedy gulps of blood, the rich taste filling his mouth and making desire burst inside him. He has still held Taehyung's chin captured in a strong dominant grip, hovering over the poor little Omega.
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"Delicious... you taste divine, pretty thing. You are mine now", the creator grinned down at the sobbing Omega who was a picture of ethereal beauty, even more stunning than the Omega women they have already found and taken to their camp.
Taehyung has been taken on this faithful day, away from his home that was burnt down to the ground. Before his eyes, his father was dragged out of the cottage, brought to his knees before he was beheaded and the vampires devoured him. The poor Omega has been traumatized to say at least.
He was taken into their camp, pushed into the leader's tent and became his personal toy. At the age of twenty, he was given the vampire's blood and stopped aging so they could enjoy his youthful blood to the fullest. It kept him weak and they did everything to keep it that way. He was the leader's prized jewel and anyone who was doing a good job and who was proving their loyalty to him, was gifted an amount of Taehyung's blood.
"Anyone who did a good job can have a taste of my little princess", the leader has often said, sitting in his tent, one hand buried in Taehyung's hair who was forced to sit by his side like a dog before his head was roughly turned to the side, exposing his awfully bitten neck. The poor Omega became the leader's favorite blood bag and his mind was poisoned by the vampire's blood, making him numb.
"Please let me go... please, I want to go home."
"Your home is with me, princess. Now get your pretty ass on my lap, I'm hungry."
Taehyung awoke with a gasp, a scream and he kicked away the blankets, sobbing so loudly and shaking so badly that he feared to fall apart. The door banged open, but he didn't notice in his misery, trembling in his spot and being unable to move.
"N-no... NO! P-please please", he cried, tears running down his face and he couldn't stop shaking. But then, soothing hands came down to his burning skin, like ice on a fire and he gasped for air. "Angel, calm down, it's okay, I'm here. I'm here", a deep calming voice said, the hands running over Taehyung's arms, his sides.
He stared, blindly. The presence made him feel safe, give him the feeling of warmth and love. It finally managed to calm the sobbing Omega down until only sniffles and silent hiccups left his lips. "Good boy, doing so good. It's okay, sh sh, you are safe. No one's going to hurt you", the voice said.
Taehyung believed the voice. He sighed, lashes fluttering over exhausted burning eyes. "Sleep Angel. I'll be here to protect you", Taehyung again believed the voice, feeling the mattress dip to his side. He was engulfed with strong arms before pulled against a sturdy chest and he rest his head there, closing his eyes.
This feeling of safety and protection was so new for Taehyung, but not unwelcomed. He somehow knew he was safe in this person's arms. He felt safe. Taehyung's last thought before falling asleep was, that only a soulmate could create this sort of natural feeling.
But he was already sleeping before finishing this thought.
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A little look behind, also who might be the nightly visitor ?
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