Jungkook vampire

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Taehyung, holding a glass of champagne in his fingers, felt like a clumsy fawn. His snow-white tailcoat fit perfectly, but inside he was clenched with anticipation. He had just reached adulthood.

The waltz music began, but Taehyung didn't hear it. His gaze was drawn to the man by the far column. He wasn't dancing, drinking, or gossiping. He simply stood, half-hidden in shadow, and watched.

Suddenly the crowd parted, and a stranger appeared beside him. His movements were fluid. Taehyung felt a chill radiating from him—the icy wind of the crypt.

"The first ball," the voice was otherworldly. "You can feel it a mile away."

Taehyung wanted to protest, but the words caught in his throat when his fingers touched his wrist. Jungkook—he knew the name now, the whispers around him confirmed it—lifted the boy's hand to his lips.

He drew Taehyung into a whirlwind waltz. The room spun, people turning into splashes of color. Jungkook led confidently, mercilessly, holding him so close that Taehyung heard silence instead of a heartbeat. And when their gazes met, Taehyung realized: this wasn't just a dance. This was a hunt.

"Don't be afraid," the vampire whispered, his fangs flashing in his smile. "I'm not hungry today. But it's just a matter of time."