Chapter 31

Suga POV

"Oh my god!" Jin cried as he ran over to Y/N and Taehyung. Both were unconscious on the floor.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Suga mumbled as he lifted Y/N into his arms, checking her pulse. It was weak but still present. Her skin was pale, the slightest tinge of color barely visible. The same could be said for Taehyung.

"What the hell just happened?" Namjoon asked as he came making his way over. He helped Jin carry Taehyung over to the couch. Suga followed with Y/N.

"Whole lot of shit just happened," Suga grumbled as he laid Y/N on the couch. He motioned for the others to put Taehyung on the recliner.

"Is it just me or was Taehyung kissing Y/N right before they collapsed?" Jin asked, crossing his arms and looking over to Suga.

"For a second I thought Taehyung was going to bite Y/N," Namjoon sighed, "Thank goodness he didn't."

"Oh he might as well have," Suga growled, shaking his head and face palming himself. Fuck, had I just knocked Taehyung out when I had pinned him onto the floor.

"What do you mean?" Jin and Namjoon asked in unison- wearing the same looks on their face.

"Y/N's lips- it was bleeding. I could smell the blood," Suga sighed. He reached over to check Y/N's lips- the wound was now starting to clot up.

Namjoon dropped his arms in shock. "Don't tell me-"

"Oh I'm going to tell you alright," Suga began. He walked over to Y/N, pulling the collar of her sweater down a bit. Jin reached over to stop him but froze when he saw what was on her neck. Suga then reached over to Taehyung, also pulling the neckline of his long sleeve down. Both Namjoon and Jin gasped quietly.

On the base of their necks, right above their left collarbone, were matching patterns. Dark lines intertwined to create an outline of a rose. However, if one were to look closer, the lines were actually thorned vines. If one were to take out the situation they were currently in, the pattern was actually quite intriguing- a rose created from thorn vines. It was like the two of them decided to get matching tattoos- but Suga knew that the pattern was far from what a tattoo was. It was the symbol of a blood pact.

"Was that always there?" Jin asked in shock, breaking the silence- looking at Namjoon and Suga.

"Pretty sure it wasn't..." Namjoon mumbled.

"It's the seal of a blood pact," Suga answered, sighing and seating himself on the floor.

"What?!" Jin and Namjoon exclaimed in shock.

"Wait so when Taehyung 'kissed' her, it wasn't really a 'kiss'- he was feeding off of her. That tiny bit of blood on her lips counted as the third feeding?" Namjoon asked, sitting down in front of Suga. Jin motioned his actions and sat beside Namjoon.

"I guess so," Suga sighed.

"The one thing we were trying to prevent still ended up happening," Jin mumbled.

"Funny how life trolls us this way," Namjoon laughed slightly, trying to lighten the mood. The attempt was futile and the room was silent again.

"So," Jin began, breaking the silence. He tapped his fingers against his leg- thinking. "Was there even a possibility of preventing this from happening?"

"I don't know," Suga answered, "I guess it's pretty hard to stop fated pair from forming a blood pact."

"How so?" Jin asked, confused.

"You saw how Taehyung's body reacted when Y/N started leaving- I guess fated pairs needed to be in contact with each other," Suga answered.

"Then why did we separate them in the first place?" Namjoon exclaimed.

"Because I wasn't sure if they were even fated pairs!" Suga sighed. "I took a fifty-fifty chance to separate them and guessed wrong- I'm sorry, I fucked up. Plus, the thing that we were worried about wasn't the fated pair thing, it was about the blood pact then!"

"We stretched the two out like rubber bands- too far too fast and they snapped back rapidly," Namjoon said, making the motion of stretching rubber bands. "Taehyung's body couldn't take it anymore and he literally snapped. Vampire instinct took over?"

"In a way, yes," Suga sighed, resting his face in his hands.

"Suga-ah, don't blame yourself- we all played a part. Plus with how Y/N and Taehyung are, it would have been impossible to stop the blood pact," Jin comforted, giving Suga a small pat on the shoulder. Suga gave a small nod in thanks.

"Speaking of the blood pact, does every blood pact pair have that symbol?" Namjoon asked.

"No, each clan has a different one," Suga answered.

"Wait, this is the first time I'm hearing you speak of clans- vampire clans," Jin exclaimed.

"Clans aren't really a big thing anymore- most vampires don't even belong to clans anymore. I didn't see a need to tell you guys about it," Suga replied. He folded his hands together before continuing, "I'm very surprised to see Taehyung- a half-vamp- belong to one."

"Are you in a clan?" Namjoon asked.

"No, I left mine," Suga sighed. "Anyways," he began quickly again, hoping to not talk about his past anymore, "if I could find someone in the same clan as Taehyung, we could get some help."

"You could reverse this blood pact?" Jin asked.

"No, you can't break a blood pact- but we could get some advice and answers," Suga answered. He saw Jin look nervously between Y/N and Taehyung.

"Are they going to be okay?" Namjoon asked for Jin, seeing his worried face.

"Most definitely. Even though blood pacts are a pain, they don't kill the two parties involved. Their bodies just need some time to adjust," Suga answered. Deciding he had enough questions and trouble thrown at him today, Suga got up and headed to his room without a word. Jin and Namjoon didn't say anything and Suga was grateful for that- he already had enough guilt on him.

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Two days later.

"It's already been two days," Jin sighed, pacing back and forth in the living room, "why aren't they awake yet?"

The entire squad was in the living room today. Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok had been informed on what had happened. Jungkook had decided to stay quiet, still unable to accept the situation.

"For the thousandth time," Namjoon answered, "why are you asking me? If Suga doesn't know, what makes you think I know?"

"That's not the correct answer!" Jin huffed and stormed into the kitchen. The past few days had made him worried sick. He chose to relieve and comfort himself with cooking and eating.

Suga was sitting on the floor, the closest to Y/N and Taehyung. He saw the pairs of eyes on him. Not wanting to meet any of them, Suga kept his eyes trained to the ground.

Suddenly, the ringtone of a phone broke the silence. Suga jerked his head up. He looked to the others- none of them were picking up their phones. Whose fucking phone is that?

"I-It's Y/N's phone!" Jimin exclaimed. Jimin was seated closest to the coffee table and picked up the phone. "It's from someone named uh..H-H..."

"Just give it to me," Suga mumbled and took the phone from Jimin's hands. The caller's name was HongJoong. They must've known Y/N pretty well to be given a slot in contacts. Suga accepted the call and put it on speaker.

"Hello? Manager-nim?" the caller asked. Judging from the voice, it was a guy. Suga didn't answer but kept the call still going. "Did I call the right number?" HongJoong mumbled.

"Yes, this is Y/N's phone," Suga replied at last. Jin had come out from the kitchen, a bag of cookies in hand. Jungkook was giving Suga a why did you answer? look.

There was a pause on the phone. "Um, who is this?" HongJoong said at last.

"This is Y/N's acquaintance speaking," Suga answered. Namjoon gave Suga a weird yet slightly amused look. What else was he supposed to say? Hi I'm Suga from BTS- ever heard of them?

"Oh, could I have Y/N to the phone please?" HongJoong asked after another pause.

"I don't think I could do that right now. May I ask what is your relationship with Y/N?" Suga replied, crossing his arms.

"She's our manager," HongJoong answered.

"ATEEZ right?"

"Yes."

"Cool, will you like me to pass on a message to her?" Suga asked.

"Uh please do. Tell her that our boss and other managers are not so happy with her right now- considering she has missed two days of work without notice. Wait, is she okay?" HongJong rushed.

"She will be," Suga answered. There was a sigh of relief from the other side of the phone. "Have a good day-"

"Wait! Don't hang up!" Jungkook cried. He had his phone in his hand, the screen pulled up to the profile of ATEEZ.

"Who is that?" HongJoong asked. Suga's finger was hovered over the end call button.

"Another acquaintance of Y/N," Suga answered quickly. He covered the phone with his hand. "What Jungkook?" Suga growled.

"HongJoong from ATEEZ right?" Jungkook asked. Suga nodded and Jungkook continued. "This guy right?" Jungkook pointed to the profile of HongJong.

"I would assume so, I've never met him before. Why is this relevant?" Suga sighed.

"That day when I was out with Taehyung- the day we 'kidnapped' Y/N," Jungkook rushed, "We ran into this guy and a fellow member...I think his name was Yeosang. Anyways, he isn't human- he reeks of vampire. He didn't smell like a half-vamp by the way- just ask him what clan he's in," Jungkook finished, out of breath. Suga raised his eyebrows in surprise. The little kid has actually said something that was useful.

"Sorry about that," Suga removed his hand off the phone.

"Uh no problem. I'm going to go-"

"Wait," Suga began. He heard HongJoong sigh.

"Yes?"

"Look, I'm just going to get straight to the point," Suga sighed before continuing, "what clan are you in?"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't play dumb with me," Suga growled, "I asked what clan you're with."

There was a pause. "Spina et Rosa."

"Spinny eh what now?" Jin asked, cookie crumbs all over his mouth.

"It means Thorn and Rose," Suga answered.

"Are you a-" HongJoong asked.

"Yes," Suga replied. "Could you possibly give us a hand?"

"Why? You in our clan?"

"No, but-"

"Then I have no need to-"

"Don't cut me off," Suga growled, "I may not need your help but your precious manager might."

There was a laugh on the phone. "Nice try but she's human."

"Then explain the thorned rose marking above her left collarbone."

A pause followed after Suga's reply. "What?"

"Exactly, someone I know- who happens to be in the same clan as you- formed a-"

"Blood pact?" HongJoong interjected. Suga bit his lip to stop himself from snapping at him. He seriously needs to stop fucking cutting me off.

"Yes," Suga answered, trying his best to remain calm.

There was another pause. "Text me the address."

"Sure thing- see you soon," Suga smiled grimly and ended the call. He sent the address before setting the phone down on the coffee table. There was silence from the others.

"Well would you look at that, luck must finally be in our favor huh?" Suga smirked, crossing his arms. 

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chapter thirty-one end

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EDITED TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITIES