Chapter 25

Taehyung POV

Taehyung could hear the ruckus currently being made by Jin as he popped out from a wall, ready to just collapse and sleep on his bed. He felt oddly sluggish today, his head heavy with a never-ending migraine. Taehyung took one more glance at Jin reprimanding Jimin and Jungkook before concluding that wasn't his scene and popped right back out. He decided to go to his usual hangout spot besides his room, the cafe outside BigHit. Cookies could count as a breakfast item right?

Taehyung shadow-traveled into one of the bathroom stalls in the cafe. Luckily there wasn't anyone in the bathroom currently and Taehyung swung open the stall door, ready to stroll of there nonchalantly. Out of nowhere, a wave of dizziness hit him and Taehyung stumbled. He caught himself against the wall, using it to steady his wobbly legs. After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, Taehyung wiped the sheen of cold sweat off his forehead. What the hell was that?

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Taehyung quickly shielded his face. His original plan was to duck back into the bathroom stall but with his current condition, the sudden movement would've made him fall onto his face. No one wanted to faceplant themselves on the bathroom floor right? Secretly hating himself for not wearing a cap or mask, Taehyung hoped the man who just walked him would hurry up and leave. 

"Hey man," the dude who walked began, "you don't look so good there. Need any help?"

"N-no, I'm good," Taehyung replied, groaning as another wave of dizziness hit. Please just finish and piss out of here- fuck, Jin and his puns are rubbing off on me.

"Had too much to drink last night?" the dude asked, not picking up on the 'go away' vibes Taehyung was sending.

"Definitely," Taehyung grumbled. Maybe it would've been better for him to make his way into the bathroom stall.

"Why ya at a cafe then man? Caffeine ain't good for hangovers," the dude said, finishing his business. As he was washing his hands, he glanced over at Taehyung- who was currently wobbling back into the bathroom stall. His eyes widened when Taehyung removed his hand from his face, using it to push and steadying himself into the stall instead. Quickly washing his hands, he wiped them off on his pants and dashed over.

"Hey, aren't you V from BTS?" he questioned. Taehyung made the mistake of turning around, confirming the dude's observation. "My sister is your biggest fan, could I get you to sign something or take a picture for her?"

Taehyung squinted, his vision was now going blurry. "How about next time?" he forced out, trying his best to keep his composure.

"What? You seriously going to ghost off like that? Not cool man," the dude said as he was pulling out his phone. "Just one pic."

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to speak to the company about that. It's right in front of this cafe," Taehyung replied. Just fuck off already.

"Say cheese," the dude brought his phone up. Taehyung vision cleared for the slightest second and he quickly shut the bathroom door closed, locking it loudly behind him. He heard the dude go 'what the fuck' but Taehyung didn't care. With his hands shaking, he dialed Suga's number- an annoyed voice answer.

"What the fuck do you want-" Suga began.

"I'm at the cafe in front of BigHit," Taehyung forced out, "Help me..."

Suddenly, he collapsed. His phone fell onto the ground with a nasty crash as his body slumped against the wall. His vibrant blue head of air contrasted the dull, cream colored bathroom as it slumped against his shoulders. He felt his body go limp before his vision went black.

"Hey Taehyung- Taehyung! What the fuck is going on?!" the voice on the phone cried.

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Suga POV

"What the fuck?" Suga pulled his phone away, checking to see if his call was still going through. His phone reported back to him, he was still on the line with Taehyung. In the faint background, Suga could hear clicking and shuffling noises. Fuck no.

"I'm heading out," Suga yelled as he got up from the breakfast table. Throwing his phone into his pockets, Suga made a mad dash for his cap and mask while quickly putting on his jacket.

"Where are you going?" Hoseok asked. Currently he was the only person still at the table, stuffing his face to his heart's content.

"No time, tell Jin or Namjoon that I'm heading out," Suga replied.

"Will do," Hoseok answered just as Suga dove into the wall, disappearing.

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Suga appeared out of the brick wall in a dark alleyway just a few steps from the cafe. He pulled his hat down while making sure his mask was covering his face. When set, Suga ran to the cafe, wondering what the hell was going on with Taehyung.

He gave a quick nod and slight 'hello' as he entered. His eyes scanned the seats of the cafe, Taehyung was not there. Turning his attention to the bathrooms, he fiercely slammed the door open. His eyes widened at the sight as his anger boiled to an unhealthy level.

Taehyung was out cold onto the ground, his blue hair deeply contrasted the dirty floor. But what threw Suga into blowing his teakettle was the random guy, snapping pictures of Taehyung. Taking off his mask in a single sweep, he balled it up and threw it into his pockets. His fangs were out and he felt himself ready to tear the intruding man in front of him.

"You little motherfucker, what the hell are you doing?" Suga growled as he made his way over. He noticed how there was a rectangular shape in the man's pocket.

"Oh hey," the dude replied nonchalantly. After taking a few more pictures, he turned to Suga. "Wait, aren't you-"

Suga cut the dude off. "Yes, I'm your worst nightmare." Suga's mouth curled up into a smile, his fangs flashing. His eyes gave off a different sign, the smile never reaching it.

"No, that's not what I mean-"

Suga grabbed the phone from his guy's hand. After quickly deleting the photos, he checked to see if they were permanently deleted. "You happen to send this to anybody yet?" Suga asked, throwing a glance at the man was in shock.

"No- wait yeah, what about it?" the guy answered, snapping out of the shock and crossing his arms. What a shitty dickface AND liar.

"Great, now you can also hand me Taehyung's phone in your pocket and we'll be on our merry way," Suga continued.

"Sure," the man took a step closer, "after I beat the shit out of-"

"Okay, party's over." Suga quickly dodged the first punch. Grabbing the arm that had missed, he whirled the guy around. Using his other hand, Suga grabbed the man's neck- choke slamming him into the bathroom wall. "Now, I can't even begin to tell you how I'm feeling today. You can forget about all of this and walk away an unscathed man or-"

"You fucking little-"

"Or no," Suga sighed and slammed the guy's face back into the wall. "Oops, a little too hard now," Suga chuckled as he stepped away, the man fell limp- falling onto the ground with a nasty thud. He's going to have to fix his face a bit now. He needs it either way, fucking ugly little shithead. Picking the man's phone, he paused a bit on what to do with it. Suga ended up throwing it onto the ground, his vampire strength shattering the poor device into a million little pieces.

After erasing the guy's memory, Suga dug Taehyung's phone out of his pocket. Hoisting Taehyung up, he checked Taehyung's face, noticing that it was pale. A sheen of cold sweat covered his body. Suga saw the dark, almost black blood veins standing starkly out from his pale complexion.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Suga muttered as he fumbled for his phone. After struggling to pull it out with Taehyung occupying his other hand, Suga decided to take the other route. "Hey Siri," he began as the device answered, "call Jin-hyung for me."

"Calling Jin-hyung," Siri replied.

"Hello?" Jin answered after a few rings.

"It's me, Suga. Don't question it but go and pick up Y/N. Brief her on the situation as you make your way here- it's already started." 

Suga quickly hung up before Jin could refute. Without taking another glance, he disappeared into the wall along with Taehyung- making sure to step on the man who was out cold. 

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chapter twenty-five end

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