Mythical Short Stories 방탄소년단

🕯\|/ Jimin \|/🕯

🕯Servant🕯

Jungkook's POV

"Hyung?" I asked, shaking in my shoes. Jimin growled lowly, smirking with a toothy grin, revealing his sharp pristine white fangs that were bloodied with the blood of the other members.

"Dear Jungkookie.." He chuckled darkly. "You're going to please me from today on." He growled. "I'm tired of being bullied about my height, about my softness. Well, let me show you how soft I really am.." He hissed, lunging at me and piercing his fangs into my skin.

I gasped, shooting awake. I rubbed my head, hugging my own knees. Nothing had changed. Everything was the same. The nightmare of the past haunted me. With six vampires in the house, I'm bound to be screwed. I'm the one they feed from and sooner or later, one of them is going to lose control.

The door slowly creaked open, revealing the terrifying glowing eyes of Taehyung. I gulped. Their sunset like charm was misleading. "Kookie? I heard you scream. Are you okay?" He asked, sitting at the edge of my bed. I shook my head and held my wrist out to him. "Take it and go already."

Taehyung pouted and shoved my wrist away. "I'm genuinely concerned Kookie. It's been three years and you're still having nightmares. I'm worried!" He exclaimed. He pouted. "But your eyes are shining." I growled. "Night vision..." Taehyung replied softly. "I didn't want to wake the others by burning their skin."

I sighed. "Hyung, why are you worried about me? You let Jimin bite you. You were a willing victim. I'm just... a slave of his." I said quietly. "Serves you right." A low voice growled. I looked up, seeing the white and red eyes of Jimin piercing through me. "Taehyung, go back to bed." He ordered.

"No! I wanna stay with Kookie!" He whined. Jimin hissed at him, biting towards his arm. "Go. Don't make me say it again." Taehyung pouted and waved me goodnight before feeling back at Jimin playfully. "Butthead..." He said annoyed.

"Jin hyung will be mad knowing you said that." I crossed my arms. "Jin hyung can suck it. Him and Namjoon are too busy anyway." Jimin scoffed. "Still having nightmares?" He asked. I nodded. "Yep."

Jimin chuckled, sitting down. "About the same thing? How I made you fear me, sinking my fangs into your tender skin which is now filled with bite marks and wounds. How I got you wrapped around my little finger." Jimin spat. "How does it feel to be so powerless, while I hold the money and the power? How does it feel to seem so small under all us hunting animals while you're just a prey for us?"

I frowned. "It feels horrible. I hate it, and I hate you." I spat. Jimin hissed at me. "Shut it. Those bites of mine isn't even my full force of biting." He spat. I gulped, feeling one of the stinging marks in my neck. He was already so forceful and powerful...

I shook my head. "No..." "No who?" Jimin asked smirking. "No master..." I growled hesitantly. "Good job. Now, go back to sleep. I'll be wanting a nice breakfast with fresh blood from your pretty veins." He chuckled, leaving the room and me in the complete dark.

I gulped, hugging the blanket close to my neck. I didn't want this anymore... I began to sob, tears slowly rolling down my face. Why did Jimin turn them and not me?

I hesitantly got up, walking to the kitchen. The front door was right there, but it was always on lock. We had no dog so there was no doggy-door for me to escape.

I hesitantly looked up at the bright green flashing light. Just the fire alarm. Maybe I could... No that wouldn't work... It was worth a try.

I got a pot, warming some water until it boiled, creating some smoke that made the room feel like a volcano. I yelped, almost falling down on my butt when the loud ring of the alarm bounced through my ears.