《One Bloody Waltz | Vampire!BTS x Reader》I 🌹
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My eyes were stuck to the man who was carelessly laying on the couch, with one leg over the couch's arm and the other one at the ground, his arms were supporting his head like some type of pillow, and his eyes were closed.
Gathering myself up, I took a deep breath and calmed myself, I wasn't going to be anxious on my first day here, and neither was I going to be impolite or reckless. Smiling a bit, I bowed before standing up once more.
"I apologize, but I simply thought no one was here, as seeing this house is as sile-"
"We've been expecting you." Another voice spoke, and the dude who was napping opened his eyes, his dark glossy eyes. His blonde hair hooded them, and to be honest, he was attractive as fuck.
My eyes roamed around for the other man who spoke, and they fell upon an even more handsome guy, he was tall, and his shoulders were broad, and he had somewhat feminine features, he seemed nice enough, but oh his aura... His aura gave off a completely different feeling. It was cold, dark, mysterious, but mainly... vast.
I got shivers, surely, I had gotten them from the first one, but this one, he was just... intimidating. He gave off a dominant vibe that I didn't appreciate, he was borderline scary.
I bowed quickly to the guy as well, not even trying to settle myself this time, I knew that whatever I did do, the feeling they both gave me would not stay put. Smiling at him, I waved a bit and let out a single "Hi."
He let out a huff, and he uttered a world I clearly heard.
"Tsk... Impolite."
Wow, am I really the one who's impolite?
I contained myself, seeing as I was going to be staying in their house, so I couldn't really be rude, or a whiny bitch for that matter, and I wanted them to like me. It's not like I planned on staying that long, I mean, this house gave weird vibes, I would just have to call up my uncle and shorten my visit. Simple.
Hahahahaha. If only I knew.
Letting out a cough, I decided to at least start up some type of conversation. "So, is it just the two of you here or-" Cut off. Again.
"Your room is the last one in the second left corridor, meal times have been written on a paper that has been set on top of your vanity, the closet is emptied and you can put your clothes inside. You own a personal bathroom and I'd appreciate it if you left your dirty laundry with the rest of ours in the washroom in the basement." The same authority figure spoke, almost as if he had recited those words so many times before. It felt like he was a robot, not a human being.
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I nodded, taking everything in, and I grabbed my suitcase, "Well okay, I guess I'll just head to my ro-" Again.
"I'd appreciate it if you stayed here in order to meet the others, they should be here soon enough." He declared, brushing off the sleeves of his dark blue velvet suit.
"Well, okay then."
"And speaking about your telecommunication devices, I'd rather you handed them to me, they will not be needed considering the fact that there is no reception in this village."
"I can't just give you my ph-"
"No discussion. You must put it in the bin in your room."
Who was this guy, my dad?!
"But-"
"Oh, and one more thing. The attic, east wing, and south wing are off limits. For your own safety."
I was about to ask why, when I just concluded he'd shut me up again so I nodded, refraining from saying something that I knew he would judge me for. One thing's for sure though, my phone ain't going anywhere. I cannot live without a phone!
Acknowledging the sergeant's absence, I walked towards a stool beside the couch and took a seat, the guy who was napping was in fact still sleeping.
So I woke him up but the psycho authority asshole didn't?!
I sighed, thinking about the two men I had just... met? When my uncle had spoken about spending the rest of my year in South Korea, I assumed I was going to be staying with a warm and cozy family, not a bunch of... people who seemed to not even be family.
Shrugging off the thought, I jumped a little as I felt someone's breath near my neck.
"Wow... Teddy thinks you smell good, don't you Teddy?"
Thump.
I literally jumped to the other side of the room at that comment. Jesus Christ, how stupid am I?! I should've fucking left at that second!
Looking at the... commenter, it was a fairly handsome young man, ash-grey hair, deep eyes, and plump, very plump lips. Although, his beauty was completely overthrown by the creepy smile on his face and the fact that he was holding a teddy bear, a motherfucking teddy bear, and the dude wasn't even sixteen or seventeen, well he looked pretty childish, but his voice was deep, so he probably wasn't in puberty anymore.
Soon enough, that creepy smile was replaced by a very large and innocent box-like smile, "Teddy does think you smell good!" He laughed, and despite his creepiness, I smiled. He seemed... nice enough. At least he wasn't... monotone or sleepy.
"Shut up, Taehyung, you're creeping out the chick." Thick voice. Totally belongs to someone else. I wonder what this one looks like.
It seems like he had read my thoughts because he came out of the dark, revealing a tall and tan young man whose hair seemed to be all over the place, and despite the fact that he was as... handsome as the others, the grin that widened on his lips when he saw me was not... reassuring, to say the least. In fact, it was perverted as fuck.
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Jeez, was there a perv' in the mix, too?!
His demeanor itself was... voyeuristic, almost violating, and that without him even uttering anything, the aura he gave off scared me to no end, it was simply... unsafe. I felt completely naked in front of his eyes, and not physically naked, but emotionally, as if he could read me.
He flashed a smile, a reassuring one and despite my discomfort at the time I managed to actually smile back, even if my grin wasn't as toothy as his, he was satisfied enough and he pushed the guy from the couch, allowing himself to sit.
"I'm Namjoon, the teddy bear owner is Taehyung, the sleeping one is Jimin, and authority figure is Jin, or more formally, Seokjin. You are?"
"I'm-"
Yawn.
"Why all the noise...?" A newly found guy spoke as he walked in, wearing sweatpants, an undershirt, and a robe. Well, I guess everyone likes to nap at 3 fucking pm in the afternoon in this house! I noted that he was wearing earpieces and holding an mp3 player. A music lover.
"That's... Yoongi..." Namjoon said, his eyes darting across every inch of my body. "Tsk."
"And that's J-"
"I'm Jungkook. I can introduce myself." He let out, in a bit of a hushed whisper. He seemed pretty shy, compared to the rest of them. "Is she the new bride?"
What?
"Yeah I suppose, she's hot," Namjoon stated, making me raise my eyebrows.
"I'm right here you kno-" More cutting off.
"Teddy thinks she smells nice. I think so too." Taehyung grinned, his smile was just... too much.
"What exactly do you mean by bride?" I spoke, my voice loud and clear, and I was not cut off.
"So... Your uncle didn't tell you?" Jin asked, entering the room once more, darkening its aura.
"What didn't he tell me?!" I asked, demanding explanations. What was this 'Bride' thing all about?!
I should've left.
"You're our bride." A new voice, another one?
"Hoseok." Jin stated, and I turned to look at this 'Hoseok' guy. He was definitely not like them, and I could figure that out from the moment I laid eyes on him. A kind yet saddened smile graced his features, he gave off a light-hearted sentiment and made me feel somewhat safe, even if his eyes spoke another story. He looked at me with... pity, and sorrow, almost as if he were sorry I ended up here.
"No no no no, I'm not a 'bride' I'm a transfer student from-"
"So they made you believe you could stay with us, like a famille d'acceuil?" Namjoon asked, still very much looking around my chest. Oh who am I kidding, he was looking at my boobs.
"Yes, that's it!"
"Wow, they're getting better with the lies." Jungkook spoke up, making Jin look at him, "I certainly believe so."
Taehyung shrugged. "I think lying is bad, so does Teddy."
Yoongi shrugged, "I don't care."
Jimin snickered, "Lying isn't bad if it is for the person's sake." Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed, "Lying is bad!"
Jimin sighed, "You childish cun-"
"Hyung! He was going to say a bad word! Punish him!" The teddy bear holder pleaded. How old was this guy?! Five?!
Jin let out a tired breath, "I cannot do that, Taehyung." He declared and instantly, and I mean instantly, Taehyung's eyes filled up with tears and I could tell he was about to throw a tantrum. I was technically just standing there, watching the scene unfold as Jimin and Taehyung continue to argue back and forth.
The endless shouts and loud tantrums were stopped by a loud thud, and all of our heads turned to look at the source of the latter.
"Would you all just please, shut the fuck up?!" Jungkook, who had punched the wall, demanded. Yes, you read that right, he punched the wall. And he caused a fucking fissure in it.
A deadly silence filled the room.
"You're the sacrificial bride, you're meant for us because we need you," Jungkook explained, his knitted eyebrow separating from each other and his bloody hand pulling away from the wall. Didn't he feel any pain, not even a smidgen?! I was actually about to find out why that was.
"And why on earth would you need me?" I questioned, keeping up a collected front even if I was falling apart on the inside.
"Well..." Namjoon scratched his neck and in less than a second, both he and Jimin were basically assaulting my personal space, both of them at my neck and they both smirked at each other. What on earth?! And how could they run so fucking fast?!
I was about to find out why.
"Well, we're... y'know." Namjoon started.
"No, I don't!" Well, at least I didn't.
"Vampires." Namjoon stated.
"And as a hungry vampire, I really want to taste ya." Jimin continued, smiling widely, showing off a pair of fangs that I hadn't even noticed.
"That can't be. Vampires do not exist." I spoke rationally, disallowing my voice to crack, I would not appear weak.
Jimin grinned, "Is that so?" He asked, his eyes looking straight into mine. At that moment, I felt a fear I had never felt before, and I couldn't even deal with said fear because I experienced something worse... the bite of a vampire.
Fuck.
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