Deadly: A Vampire Fanfiction

Chapter 44

I watched as the minutes ticked away...
4:15...4:16...4:17...
Jimin got home at 4:30 pm.
He looked tired. And guilty as hell. Which he was.
I remembered waking up this morning and finding his note on the bedside table.
Oppa, don't be mad. I'll be home soon, I love you.
Mad wasn't exactly it. More like terror.
Complete panic when I realized that he'd left again. Right after he's promised not to.
I stand up quickly and go to him when he comes inside and closes the front door behind him.
He didn't meet my eyes when I stood in front of him.
"Jimin, look at me now." I said.
And as soon as he did, an emotion so incredible built up inside me that I wasn't sure I was even the same person.
I'd never felt this strong.
Jimin's lip quivered slightly and his eyes were watering...
My heart broke.
"Baby no-" I choked, grabbing him tightly and pulling his head against my chest.
He breathed shallowly, his fingers curling into my shirt.
I stroked his hair, listened to him cry, and then stop.
"Never again Jimin. Never do that again." I gritted my teeth.
I need you so bad.
He pulled away and wiped his eyes. He was so beautiful. His lips were puffy from his tears...
"Are you furious?" He sniffed.
I wanted to say yes, but I just wasn't.
I was only relieved he was back.
"Not anymore, you're here."
Jimin smiles a little and his cheeks turned pink.
Warmth coursed through me, heated my blood. Heated my body. I wanted him close to me.
"Come over here..." I mumbled, unsure what I was saying.
I pulled in his hand but he didn't move.
Frowning, I decided, to hell with this. And just grabbed him by the waist, picking him up and carrying him to the couch in the living room.
Jimin didn't make a sound. He didn't complain.
I felt him shiver slightly when I laid him down on the couch, so I quickly grabbed a blanket and then wrapped us both up in it, so we were as close as possible side by side on the sofa.
Jimin's chin was resting on my shoulder. My arms were around him.
He sighed.
"Oppa I can't tell you how sorry I am."
"For what?"
"Going without you." He says.
I frown. "So you're not sorry you went?"
I felt him shake his head.
"No. I told you where I stand on this. And you won't help me, so I had to-"
"Jimin." I stop him.
He hugs me tightly. "I'm sorry." He says again.
I close my eyes, trying not to imagine a world where I didn't have him. I hated that world.
I never wanted to go back to that. Never wanted to be without him.
Jimin was mine, and I was his.
And if he wanted this from me, I couldn't say no.
"Tell me again that you want this." I breathe out, my heart racing.
I hear Jimin gasp slightly in my ear, and then his hands are in my hair and he's kissing my cheek.
"Really?!"
I run my hand down his back, feeling him tense up.
I nod. "Tell me..."
He nods back. "I want it because I want you. I want to be closer to you, and to be closer to myself. Something inside me finally realizes that this is what I am meant to be. I was always meant to love you, and I was always meant to change. My heart is full of that."
I feel my fangs lengthen behind my lip at his words.
"And you'll be there to teach me Oppa." He says. "I won't feel alone. I have you to care for me."
"That's right." I say.
Always, little one. Always.
"So you'll do this?" Jimin asks.
I reach up to touch his neck, run my hand through his dark hair, feel his skin. Soft. Warm.
My mouth waters. My body tingles.
He's so hot pressed against me. My skin feels on fire-
"I will." I say.
Jimin makes a sighing noise, but it's more like a laugh.
"I love you Taemin." He breathes.
I tilt my head back so I can look at his face.
His dark eyes are locked on mine, and he's so close I can't help myself from kissing him. Tasting.
I lose myself. He's too gorgeous-
His eyelashes flutter against my cheek, our lips connect, his tongue touches mine.
It's slow, it's mesmerizing. Awakening.
Awakening need within my body and inside my mind. A deep need for Jimin's blood...
"You taste so good." I sigh.
Jimin shifts around restlessly a few times and I smile knowingly. We just had this effect on each other...
"How does it work?" He asks, gazing up at me with love in his eyes.
"I drain all of your blood." I say.
And the thought is both terrifying and tempting.
I hear Jimin's breath catch.
"And then?"
"Then I give you mine. You change. It hurts. You wake up next sunrise as a vampire."
"Easy peasy." Jimin shrugs.
I shake my head. "It will not be. As I take your blood, you'll get light headed, then it'll get uncomfortable and your ears start ringing. Then your head hurts and you start seeing white. You can't move. Every pull of blood feels like a branding iron against your skull. And you pass out hopefully sooner rather than later."
Jimin swallows. "You did it. I can do it too."
I stroke his soft cheek with my thumb.
"I know you can do it Jimin-ssi. I just hate seeing you in pain."
"How will you give me your blood if I'm asleep?" He says.
"I bite my own wrist. And pour it into your mouth."
"You mother did that to you?"
I nod.
Jimin blinks, then nods, pulling away a little.
"Okay. Do it."
I can't help my grim smile.
"No Jimin, I'm going to make love to you before."
I watch his eyes darken and his lips part.
The color in his cheeks returning...
"Make- make love- love- Oppa-" he stutters, eyes darting away.
"Please Jimin-ssi." I say.
He looks at me.
"Why though?"
Don't act like you don't want it baby...
I blush. "Because it'll make me feel better about this."
Jimin nods, then swallows.
"Yes. Okay."
I start to get up but he hugs me close.
"Where are you-" he says.
I smile. "Jimin I am not changing you on this couch. Get up. Bed."
He blushes again.
I stand, quickly hauling him to his feet and he grabs my hand.
Once we're in our room, Jimin turns the light off.
"Leave it on." I say.
"Why?" His eyes widen.
"Shy?" I smile, kissing him quickly.
He pouts. "No."
I laugh. "I need to be able to see you, see what I'm doing. The change is rough, I want the lights on just in case."
Jimin nods. "Alright."
Then suddenly his hands are on my chest, and he's taking my shirt off.
I place my hands on his hips, and let him touch me.
Jimin's eyes are smoky hot right now. He's never looked more desirable...
"Pants." I say.
He blushes. "Okay."
I watch him bite his lip, and suddenly I remember his teeth on my skin, on my neck.
My body stirs again...
Jimin takes my pants off. I spend a while taking his clothes off too, tracing every inch of his perfect skin.
He's so pure. So sweet.
Again, I lay him down on the bed and bend my head to kiss him.
Our lips meet softly once more.
It's slow, until I feel his hands tugging on my hair, and his hips arching beneath me...
I sigh. "Slowly..." I caution him.
Jimin huffs. "No. I want you Oppa."
Heat rushes through my body. God-
That nickname...
I press a kiss to his throat. Then his chest. Hear him moan.
"Say my name, little one?" I ask quietly.
My world is just this. Just us, him and I. My feelings. And the sounds he's making...
"Taemin." He gasps softly.
I touch him. He exhales.
"Again,"
"Taemin-" he breathes, and this time it's a request...
I lick my lips. Kiss his chest again. He moans.
I'm burning with my need for him-
"Once more." I say.
Jimin's fingers grip my hair tighter and pull.
I bite my lip, running my hands up his body... soft. Hard.
"Oppa!" Jimin cries.
It's the most beautiful sound...
I kiss lower. I kiss where his ribs are the soft skin numbing my mouth. I kiss the muscles on his stomach, his hip bones. Lower.
We go on like that. Until he's shaking, calling my name.
Until I'm shaking, my eyes closing in breathless wonder.
Bodies against each other. Souls bared. My mind touching his as well...
And when I've done all I can to satisfy that desire, the other one comes back, stronger than ever.
The want to taste him. Bite. Blood...
As soon as I have my breath back, my lips are against the base of his throat again, where that vein is.
"Say yes," I breathe.
My fangs press into his skin.
Jimin moans softly. "Yes."
And a thousand thoughts are running through my head when I bite him.
The biggest one is: I am in love with you...
I am amazed at this man, that I love. I am amazed at what we do, how he loves me. And what he's giving me now.
He's trusting me more than I probably deserve.
I drink. Jimin sighs in happiness, because I know at first, it feels damn good...
Then his hands grow weak and they drop from my shoulders.
His breathing slows.
I drink.
I love him.
He starts whining softly...
Jimin tries to tilt his head away from me, so I have to hold him down.
I keep drinking. His blood filling that part of me that always longs to be filled. That darkness in my soul.
His blood in my mouth starts getting thinner. Starts tasting odd. I know it's almost gone.
The thought doesn't scare me as much as it should.
His blood in my veins is making me feel unstoppable. High.
Drunk on him. Addicted to him.
I drink. Jimin isn't breathing.
Then the blood doesn't come anymore. There's no more...
I pull myself away, quickly biting into my wrist.
It stings, but I have to...
I look down at Jimin.
He's so pale. His lips are almost blue. His eyelids purple.
Little one, hold on.
I open his mouth, and drip my blood into it carefully.
Some of it drips into his cheek, and I try to wipe it away but it just leaves a red streak.
My blood continues to drip into his mouth. I hope I'm fast enough.
I start to get impatient, so I put my wrist back to my mouth and bite deeper.
I wince sharply in pain, but the blood comes out in a rush now.
Good. I put it back to his lips.
It takes a while, but the color soon returns to Jimin's face.
It's slightly different. And he still doesn't wake up, but I know he's okay.
Somehow I know when he's had enough to change him.
I pull my wrist away, suck away the extra blood on my skin, and lie down next to Jimin.
I pull the sheets over us and just stare at him.
Wake up soon. Please. I need you.
I don't even realize I'm asleep, but then my eyes open when I feel something moving beside me.
I sit up quickly when I realize Jimin is dreaming....
I just have slept for hours.
The sun is rising through the windows.
Sunrise.
I look to Jimin, and he's tossing around, his forehead ceased.
Maybe it's a nightmare...
He looks okay though.
I out a hand to his cheek, and the light from outside casts a half shadow in his face.
He looks both dark and light.
Both good and bad. Just like me now...
"Jimin." I say quietly. "Open your eyes."
His lips open silently, then close as his expression softens.
Jimin grows still.
I lean down and press a slow, sweet kiss against his blood stained lips.
And when I sit back up, his eyes are on me.
His red eyes.