ICE | Yoonmin

•Chapter six•

" Jimin smiles at me before story telling me everything he encountered and everything he knows about."

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Jimin had spent one more entire day in the hospital before he was free to be taken home.  Jungkook had been the one to take care of him and take him home to the building that they both share. " Thank you so much Jungkook. I swear some day I'd like to pay you-" Jimin started as his arm is wrapped around with the taller male's.

" No hyung. It isn't a chore, it's called caring." And so says Jungkook turning his head to smile at Jimin with a toothy bunny grin. That was when Jimin had to stop walking down the corridor on the way to his flat.

" Yes...Listen Jungkook. This might sound upsetting and scary, but I think I'd like to spend some days at my parents. I feel like I should be there...I don't know if you understand-" Jimin speaks, rubbing the side is his arm as he does so. He couldn't help but to feel pity and guilt for leaving Jungkook alone at their complex. He knew Jungkook didn't enjoy being alone but he thought that maybe it would be safer and much better checking up on his family for a while. Jungkook nods his head in agreement. " Yeah Hyung I understand. And you should do what you feel is best." He says despite his features translating into certain facial expressions that read otherwise.
" Are you sure?" Jimin asks while tilting his head. Jungkook nodded more enthusiastically before leading Jimin again. " Yeah~! C'mon let's go get your things and get your some real food to eat before you go."

The two finally reach Jimin's flat, both giggling at the mess that was left the other night that Jimin was attacked. Jungkook occupies himself with the kitchen meanwhile Jimin commenced packing out what he needed. He pulls out his phone from his back pocket and left a message to his mom and dad about his visit. A few slow minutes later, Jimin finally got one suitcase ready and stepped outside towards the living room and felt his stomach grumbling at the smell of junk food made by Jungkook. " What unhealthy food did you make that's alluring me right now?" Teases Jimin leaving the suitcase before sauntering over to the kitchen next to Jungkook whom has just finished serving two plates of fried steak with french Fries. " You mean this great welcome home food? well it's steak and french fries." Replies Jungkook and soon follows a soft giggle from the younger. " Get better." He says once he felt like acting serious again.

" Thanks." Jimin eye smiles before sitting himself and began to eat.

" Hyung."

" Yeah~?"

" Are you also visiting your parents because of...him?" Jungkook asks avoiding eye contact with the red head.

" What~?" Jimin tilts his head and pretended not to know what Jungkook meant. He knew very well the latter was inferring to his attacker. And it was true. He plans on visiting his parents because he felt scared that his attacker would find him again like he did in the hospital. Nothing is safe anymore.

" That man...who bit you." Proceeds Jungkook as cautious as he could. But no matter how much he sugar coated it, Jimin would forever feel his heart jump every time the blonde man is mentioned. Ultimately the red head ends up nodding. " Yeah..."
Jungkook shows  appreciation to the other's honesty by nodding his head.

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When I enter my home I am welcomed by silence and darkness. I wonder where my parents and my siblings left to, they couldn't have all left to sleep yet would they? It's not even that late.

I sigh tired and sore, even that injury in my neck made from that crazy lunatic hurts like hell. I literally never felt a greater pain than that. It felt like two needles injected in my skin but yet again there were some other deeper feeling that didn't involve pain or anything too physical. It was like....I don't know....they were mixed feelings there and one of them.....I don't really know why i'm thinking about, it was all just a weird experience and I just need some rest.

I place my bag on the table when a shadow crossed my side view. However when I look up startled, there was no one there.
" Channie?" I call for my little brother but only silence responded to me. I shake it off and start undressing my tie, but another shadow appears in my vision and I halt whatever activity I was doing. My heart begins to beat and I felt scared again. I gulp and walk near the hallway from where I saw the shadow.

My hands roam on the wall until I find the light switch and flip on the lights and to my relief there was nothing out of the ordinary there.

At least that's what I thought until I turned around. There he was before me. The unmistakable blonde staring down at me with those same sharp eyes he had when he attacked me, except they seem even more fierce like if he hated me. " What do you want?" I question. I start chewing on the insides of my lips from the expected nervousness racing through my body. The more we stood here in silence, the more I asked myself questions that put me on edge. Such as, How did he get in? And what does he want from me?

Ultimately I decided to step back close to my parent's kitchen where the knives would be stored. But this blonde followed after every footstep I took. Until I walked faster and faster and ran. However he was much more swifter and seemed to have maneuvered his way in front of me. A un awaited hiss from him startled me enough to flinch. ' What the actual fuck.' I thought in my head. The male dilated his mouth a bit more like if to allow me to see the set of two large big fangs he had. ' No this can't be true..' I think to myself slowly stepping back as if not to alarm him. I didn't believe in any of this, refused to actually. But the more I marvel about it the more I realize...maybe....maybe vampires exist! It explains the two bite holes, my weak feeling, and other things involved.

After he showed me his fangs, I just sprinted for it wanting to exit my parent's home but it was a dire decision. This was made when he somehow tackles me to the ground, rolls me onto my back so that I could face up at his horrific expressions. " I want you. You must come with me." He finally spoke to me but what he said didn't exactly calm me down even a bit. He pins my arms onto the floor so that I could stop moving about but I refused to let myself get taken.

" No! What do you want!? Leave me alone!" I yelled. I kept thrashing around as much as I could in order to make it impossible for this one man. I kicked about but he straddles my lap instead. He hisses another time, mouth opening wide, scaring me with his fangs and then inching closer to me. " Ahhhhhhhh!!!" I commence screaming for someone out there, maybe a neighbor or a passing bystander to come and save me. That's when his fangs abruptly made contact with my skin on the opposite side from where he previously bit. His fangs sunk in me again, introducing a pain that I will never become used to. I feel him suck on me as my vocal chord stops working. My vision became dizzy and I fell asleep.