7: ᎳᎬᏞᏟᎾᎷᎬ ᏆᎾ ᎦᎬᏞᎬᏁᎬ

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No, no, it would be offensive to decline a gift from the Chief after his hospitality.

Before he had time for another thought, Jungkook came sprinting straight for him in a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. He struck out his arm and grabbed Jimin's hand softly.

  "We need to go now before the sun comes up. Let's go." The dark-haired boy said hastily and started dragging Jimin to the front of the Grand Domes.

"J-Jeon, what about my attire?" The veiled boy asked in a panicked tone

"No one will be out save for some patrolling the city, but they know who you are," Jungkook answered blankly.

"Y-Yes, but what about my guard?"

"He would've woken up the instant you were leaving. He seems to be passed out." The successor informed him as they went further into the forest.

Jimin didn't say anything after that. He knew he was walking into a dangerous place discussing stuff about Yoongi.

He hopes he could trust the only person that seemed to hate his presence more than his uncle's.

They stopped in front of a narrow trail that looked bumpy and hazardous. That's when Jungkook let go of Jimin's frozen, stiff hand and got in front of him, squatting so he was below him.

  "Um, Jeon?" The vampire questioned doubtfully.

"Get on," Was all he said.

"This is absurd! W-What if I fall and-"

Jungkook stood up abruptly and glanced back. The dead-set determination beamed from his eyes, the leader coming out from the shadows of his irises.

"You will not fall."

His overpowering voice made Jimin gaze at him for a minute longer before he nodded tensely. With a little struggle, the dainty prince wrapped his bare hands around the werewolf's neck and jumped onto his broad back.

  Jimin shivered when he felt hands grab the back of his thighs and the nightgown hike up. Never in his life had he been handled in such ways, the exception of Yoongi. He pressed his head close to Jungkook's, inhaling the earthy scent of his tangled hair.
It smelt more like herbs than anything else.

"I'll run to the entrance of the capital since the domes are on higher ground." He looked back and smirked. "Hold on tight, your Highness."

Before Jimin could let out a sound of protest, he felt his body be thrown back with the force of the wind. The supernatural creature zipped along the trail faster than one of those steel horses back in ᑕOᖇ.

The Blood Prince squeezes tightly onto the thick neck and stuffs his face into the part where Jungkook's neck and shoulder met.

He feels the wind stops and soon the hands gripping his thighs are gone, causing Jimin to slide down and onto the ground.

His breaths are uneven and his veil is misplaced. "Jeon, please warn me when-!"

A finger is placed on the veil as Jungkook's face comes into view. "You are gonna wake up the whole city with your complaining."

  Jimin smacks the hand out of his face and pushes the taller out of the way to get a better look at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

It's nothing like he's ever seen.

Domes. Huge glass domes that light up the quiet forest. Some are multiple domes together like the headquarters, others are small. Jimin could see that they stretch for miles and miles farther back.

Jungkook holds out his hand and lifts a thick brow. "Do you want to explore or not?"

  The vampire quickly slides his hand into his palm and walks with the other on the grassy path. Holographic restaurant signs hover beside some of the domes, brightening the make-shift streets.

Jimin sees some wolves stalking around, eyes searching. He assumes it's the ones on patrol as Jungkook doesn't seem bothered by them.

  "This is so different." He says breathlessly.

Jungkook glances at him, watching how the veil reflects all the vibrant colors. "How so?"

"Everything is so colorful and quiet. Back in the castle, it's dark and there are always servants bustling around. I haven't seen the streets of ᑕOᖇ since..." His veil shifts when he looks around. There's a gloomy silence before he breaks it again with a shake of his head. "A while."

  "Hm." The werewolf hums.

Jimin stares at the tall male's side profile as they walk forward.

Jungkook pulls an irritated expression and looks back at him with a frown. "What?"

The prince does not flinch even as they come to a stop. "Why are you being so nice to me? I thought you hated all bloodsuckers?"

A murderous glint flashes behind Jungkook's deadly eyes and he yanks his hand back from its position around Jimin's hand. "I do. I'm just doing what my father asked of me."

Jimin snorts and stomps away from him, feeling upset for some reason. So what if Jungkook refuses to at least tolerate him? Why does it matter what a damn werewolf thinks of him?

Before he could go any further than the next house, he is grabbed by the hand and tossed back like a rag doll.

"Let go. Now." The royal hisses, his voice no longer soft and sweet. He tries to wiggle his hand out of Jungkook's iron hold, but to no avail.

"No. You must stay with me." The werewolf sneers and only tightens his hand around his.

"Why?! I don't want to be anywhere near someone that loathes my existence. I get that enough already!" Jimin screams at him and pushes the larger man back with all his strength.

Jungkook lets go and surprisingly, stumbles back.   Jimin falls onto the floor, kneeling. The light sniffles turn into loud wails as the boy on the ground clutches his wrist. Tears start to fall from behind the piece of fabric that hides his face.

"Shit." The dark brunette cursed and brushed a hand through his messy locks.

"Shh. It's not your fault. It's never been." Jungkook hushes the crying male, pushing the veil to the side and revealing the beauty behind it. His rough fingertips wipe off the streams of water coming from the glistening garnets.

Jimin's blurry vision becomes clear, but it was Jungkook's words that brought clarity to his chaotic mind.

The future Chief's super hearing picks up the footsteps of someone in the dome next to him. His senses are correct as he sees one part of the dark dome light up.

Gathering the shaken royal, Jungkook supports him by the underarms and leads him away from the massive structures.

He brings him to the place that calms Jungkook himself.


I'm laying a foundation for a new story called Fake Scales, sooooooooooo.

That's it.

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