This is Not the End [On Going/Moved]

Chapter 3

A/N: Yeah, so we are hitting the heavy stuff sorta early, please dont hate me too much for it...enjoy!

Trigger Warnings: Major Character Death, Blood, Homophobia, and yeah prepare some tissues

No One's POV:

During the early evening, Mingyu found himself pondering over what the shaman had said regarding his family tree. "The branch will wither away with no new fruit born onto it?" He mumbled to himself, turning to his window, catching a glimpse of Jungkook helping Taehyung to stand up from where he had been laying against a cherry blossom tree reading. His pride and traditional views would not let him even entertain the thought that perhaps Hyuna had been hinting at his son's preferences. There was no way the only successor to the family name fell upon a young man that chose not to lust after women, but rather men, right?

But when he observed how gently the guard pulled him upright, caught the glimmer in his son's eyes as he looked at the older, saw how they subtly leaned towards one another before Taehyung gave a coy smile and headed back for his sleeping quarters--- something unsettling wormed it's way into Mingyu's mind. "Impossible." He whispered in disbelief, fists clenched in frustration of not knowing what to do.

"Sir, are you alright?" Wonshik questioned, concern evident in his tone when he witnessed the sudden change in his master. Mingyu looked to his advisor, tongue poking into his cheek as he debated his next words. "Wonshik, what is my son's relationship with his personal guard?"

The older man was taken aback at the question, "With Jungkook? To my knowledge it is merely one between guard and master. Why do you ask?" Mingyu furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, perhaps he was overthinking things with the paranoia he had been feeling lately, and maybe the shaman's words were just to mess with him--- but to be sure.

"I'm sure it's nothing like I'm imagining, and I trust that if you had noticed something strange occurring you would have told me already, but I need you to do me a favor." The nobleman started, looking to his personal advisor with a more determined expression. "Sir?"

"I want you to monitor my son and his guard tonight, and if anything seems less than status quo, you report back to me with exact details. Complete this with the upmost discretion, and do not let them know what you are doing, understood?" Mingyu demanded, receiving a confirmation from Wonshik before he dismissed the advisor. The nobleman sat back down in his chair, nibbling on his lower lip as he awaited the results.

"K-Kookie, careful where you mark~." Taehyung admonished in a whiny tone as Jungkook continued to suck and bite at the soft honey colored skin, loving how his bruising marks decorated his lover in splotches of reds and plums. "No one is going to see them here unless you strip for everyone, so relax." The guard whispered in a soft, but firm voice, letting his lips meet Taehyung's once more.

They had been like this ever since Hyuna stopped by to take a vile of blood from each of them, claiming to need it for a small ritual she was doing tonight in preparation for tomorrow. Though she would not say for what kind of spell specifically, the two boys saw no harm in letting her do what she needed without complaint. The shaman had mumbled some more cryptic words about 'thanking her later', 'seeing the bigger picture', or something along those lines. But the young men couldnt find the time to really dwell on any of it, because not long after she left it was like magnets drawing them together.

Now here they were, post-coital bliss still heavy in the air as Jungkook made a point of showing his claim over the younger's sinful body. Because the two knew that Taehyung would have to be able to move normally tomorrow, it had also been another lustful love making of Jungkook bottoming for his partner, but neither seemed to mind.