Everything felt perfect. Warm. As if the earth was set perfectly aligned for them. The setting. A soft chill of wind, in the breezy climate. Sounds of chimes could be heard, A melody created by the singing birds. Who knew they could still sing so well in the war zone of blood thirsty creatures? Serenading mindlessly and oblivious. They could represent Jungkook. Living in the moment. Accepting the surroundings, yet not addressing them. Blinded by the morning bliss that is Taehyung. Maybe he enjoyed ignoring the blood lust, and the smell of strong and heavy iron all over the castle. He loved blocking everything out, just to enjoy what was infront of him.
Beautiful silence. He turned and shifted in the bed, the piercing light forcing him awake. If only he had powers to close the curtains without getting out of bed. He groans, sticking out every limb, stretching them. His hands tighten up in a ball and his feet curl as he releases a sigh. Looking over at Taehyung, who us still peacefully sleeping. Managing to look so perfect, flawlessly wrapped around the spot that was once Jungkook.
"For beings who don't need rest, it seems that's all your kind does!" He grumbles."Maybe we like it." A very deep, raspy morning whisper responds. The vampire groans next throwing a pillow at Jungkook who catches it luckily. "For someone who needs it, you sure don't get enough."
"And who's fault is that?" Jungkook mumbles. They always get carried away-or at least Taehyung-at night. Marks left all over his body, that take weeks to heal fully, or fade away; but before they could even fade away, more appear. Taehyung could never make it weeks without touching Jungkook, last time that happened the human couldn't get move his lower half. So he'd much rather have the bruises, though Taehyung does apologize often, and tries to be more careful. Jungkook stimulates more aggressive reactions from the vampire whenever he tries to be gentle. Jungkook groans again hopping out of bed, he carelessly stumbles over to the curtains in his naked glory. Much too drowsy to even care.
"Sorry, I just didn't hear any protests against it. In fact I heard-"
"Shut it!" Jungkook screams.
Taehyung mischievously giggles. Rolling around in the bed like a playful tiger. "What? Do you deny it?" He teases. Of course Jungkook didn't deny it, and the vampire knew that very well. The human is practically the cause.
"No. I never said that! Just...don't go saying it."
"What?"
"You know!"
"What? Tell me. I'm clueless~ Jungkookie." Taehyung sings teasingly. He sits upright in the bed finally, not dizzy in the flightless from his constant rolling. He smiles brightly puckering his lips as if to ask for a kiss. "Tell me. Tell me." Speaking like a child, he taunts the naked human.
Jungkook just stared at him.
"Alright, I give up." Taehyung puts his hands high in the air and his head flops on the bed. "You're no fun." He grumbles with a soft pout.
"You're just not funny." The human counters. Giggling to himself.
"Oh really?" Taehyung smirks and the human just about dashes away. He knew that smirk meant nothing good. The vampire always had something up his sleeve. Jungkook picks at his knee nervously and half expectant. The human is suddenly pulled forward by an unknown force, that is obviously Taehyung.
"Yah!" Jungkook shrieks then erupts in giggles as Taehyung tickles him.
"Who says I'm not funny?!!!" The vampire endlessly tickles Jungkook, constantly changing places around the human's body. He pokes at the boy's hips and thighs, even ducking his head to nip the boy anywhere he'd like. "If I'm not funny, why are you laughing Jungkook?!! Huh?! What'd you say? Can't hear you!"
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I Demand It | TAEKOOK✔
FanfictionJungkook is a fearlessly confident, sheltered king. He's young, full of youth and pride, no soul could ever touch a hair on his head - until he clashed with another strong willed soul of cold, who changed his entire world, and taught him the meaning...