*𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

-나는 그들의 것, 그들은 내 꺼야-

we flew through the street, jungkook was always a bit of an aggressive driver, but we always got there safely. so, i always trusted him, even though it was sometimes scary.

"kook?" i said in a small voice. 

he only hummed, "is there something going on?" i mumbled. 

"what do you mean?" he said as he turned a corner and without looking at me.

"the guys were acting a bit strange and i'm asking you if something is going on since you're close to them," i looked at him with hopeful eyes, wishing he would tell me something.

the bad feeling inside of me was growing and it made me feel uneasy, almost as if it's the end of the world in some sort of sense.

"they haven't said anything to me. so i don't know what you're talking about areum. all i know is that i have to get you to school," he finally looked at me after he parked at the entrance of the school.

"oh okay, thanks anyway," i mumbled as i stepped out of the car and grabbed my bag. "be careful. don't let eunjung bother you," he said as he gave me a playful smirk.

eunjung is the girl that teases me all day in school. sometimes i get lucky and avoid her completely, meaning i went home without bruises on my arms, and i don't get humiliated.

she was smart about where she hit me. she would hit me in places that weren't visible so that she wouldn't be caught. the teachers never seemed to catch her by some miracle.

all i wanted today was to not see her at all.

i never truly hated her; i just didn't understand why she hated me. she would tease me and hit me, and i never understood why. 

the first time i met her was in fifth grade. the moment i said 'hi', she gave me a stank face and she decided that she hated me at that very moment. she has tormented me since that day.

but sometimes, jungkook was nearby and he saves me from her wrath.

i owe him a lot for that.

as i walked inside of the main building of the school, i looked around hoping i wouldn't see her. a few people looked at me sideways like i was a freak.

a lot of people in the school didn't seem to like me because she made rumors about me.

those stupid rumors were the reason that i never had any real friends. she made people believe that i was a slut, and i did drugs with people from other schools.

and in a moment of weakness and hope that she would stop tormenting me, i told her that i was an orphan...

but that only made it worse. that one little fact spread like wildfire throughout the entire school. i became a freak to the people that already didn't like me.

an outcast.

"hey areum!" she shouted across the hall, catching the attention of everyone in the process.

she came walking to me with a fake smile on her face, waving almost as if she were my friend

"where are you going?" she giggled as she put her arm around my shoulder, leading me somewhere else. a part of the school where there were fewer people, "i was going to class," i mumbled, trying to discreetly take her arm off me.

she took her arm off me, taking the small hint at my discomfort. "how was your day?" she asked with sarcasm laced into her voice.

"it's been fine," i mumbled looking away from her, "look at me when you talk, bitch," she was showing her real colors now.

she liked to call me things like that, along with slut and whore.

she grabbed my arm harshly and pulled me towards her, her grip on my arm tight, "please let me go," i begged at her, the grip only getting tighter, "i'll do what i want," she growled.

"go get me some dumplings," she ordered.

eunjung basically made me her slave in a way. she made me buy her and her friends' food for her and she always made me pay with my money. 

but every time i always asked the same stupid question.

"with what money?" i mumbled, trying my best to deal with the pain, "you moron, you know who's-"

her sentence was completely cut off by jungkook grabbing her arm and yanking her off me, "get off her," he growled at her.

i didn't know how to react. most of the time when he would save me from her, it would be somewhere outside, away from the teachers.

this was the first time he's ever entered the school to get to me.

he knew what was happening. he knew that she was hitting me, but i asked him not to tell the others because i didn't want to cause trouble for them and because i knew they would do something about it.

and i didn't want that.

he pushed eunjung away and grabbed my arm, dragging me away from her. passing through the main hallway where everyone was, they watched as a strange man they had never seen, that looked like a gangster basically, dragged me away by my hand.

i could hear ms. kang yelling for him to stop. she probably thought he was kidnapping me or something.

"jungkook," i tried to call him, but he wouldn't stop walking.

i felt a flutter i had never felt before in that moment. like a rush of adrenaline running through me as we rushed out of the school. i giggled at the feeling and started going along with it.

i never do things like this. jungkook was dragging me out of my school meaning my school day was already over before it even began. also meaning i was skipping school. never in my entire life have i skipped a day or even a class of the school.

the rush was getting to me.

but it all went crashing down when we got to his car.

i realized what had happened and what he did.

"what happened," i whispered underneath my breath and panting, "what happened was i saved you," he said with a smirk, "but why?!" i screamed at him, still panting from trying to catch up to his long strides as he dragged me.

"because i'm tired of seeing her hit you," he opened the door to his car, signaling for me to enter. "kook, i can't just leave, i have a biology exam that i can't miss. that exam is worth thirty percent of my grade!" i screamed at him, "i don't care, you're getting in the car and we're leaving, there is no discussion for this," he said with his facial expression changing, his smirk turning into a cold face.

in that moment, i lost the argument.

🌷

"where are we going?" i mumbled as i looked out the car window. we had been driving for about ten minutes and he hadn't told me where we were headed.

"we're going to meet my friends," he said as he parked in front of what looked like a club. i could hear the loud music from the outside.

"you have friends?" i giggle, sarcasm in my voice. i usually don't act like this but since we left the school, i felt a bit bitter and mean.

"yes, i have friends," he mumbled as he opened the door and stepped out of the car and i did the same, "kook, i'm a teenager, they won't let me in, you know that."

"don't worry about it," he shrugged off my concern and took my hand, taking me to the front of the line of people waiting, it's like seven in the morning and there are people waiting to go into a club!? it's seven in the morning!

without hesitation, the bouncer blocked jungkook's path, but when the bouncer looked at his face, he immediately stepped out the way. almost as if he was scared.

that's odd...

"kook, why do we have to come here? you're just going to get drunk and forget about me," i told him as we walked in, "no i won't so just shut up and follow." he seemed to be getting more and more aggravated with every comment i said.

i could smell cigarettes and alcohol, it made me want to cough, the sound of music was overbearing almost not allowing me to hear my own thoughts. if jungkook hadn't been guiding me i would have started to stumble and get lost somewhere, disoriented.

the guys would kill me if they knew where i was, i shuddered at just the thought of how they would react.

we walked towards the back of the club where a group of three guys were seated with a few drinks in their hands and cigarettes in their lips.

it's seven in the morning! i kept repeating in my head as i scowled at the scent of it.

"hey jungkook you made it!" one of them yelled over the loud music, "yeah, and who's the girl she seems a little too young to be here!" another one yelled.

"this is areum. i'm her bodyguard. areum, meet my friends eunwoo, jaebeom, and jaehyun," he said pointing at the boys. how do i have so much luck finding such good-looking guys without trying? i thought as i looked at all of them.

one of them had an eyebrow piecing just like jungkook but he also had a nose piercing, he wore a white button-up shirt with a few necklaces on his neck, adding the final touches to his look. jungkook introduced him as jaebeom.

the one beside him was wearing a black blazer with a matching black button-up shirt, he looked more serious than the rest like he meant business. his hair was shorter than the rest, but it didn't make him any less attractive. i came to know him as eunwoo thanks to jungkook.

the last guy had a cigarette between his lips, and he had his green-tinted hair swept back and tattoos all over his neck and a leather jacket with a black shirt under. his entire aura shouted 'alpha' and 'intimidating' at me, this was jaehyun.

"so, you're areum, the girl this buffoon never stops talking about," jaehyun said over the music with a chuckle as he extended his hands at me and i gladly took it, shaking it lightly, "he talks about me?" i mumbled with a shy smile on my face.

"like you wouldn't believe, i'm almost tired of hearing him speak," the man named eunwoo said with a small scowl on his face, "hopefully it was only good things," i chuckled nervously as i glared at jungkook. but he didn't even look back at me.

"nice to meet you areum," jaebeom said with a kind smile as he urged me and jungkook to sit down beside them. he took a sip of his drink and offered one to jungkook.

-jungkook's pov-

i sat down to my friends and told areum to sit down next to me and to never leave my side.

we made conversation, occasionally, areum joined in and found ways to get on my nerves, but every time i brushed it off. she's lucky she's cute, i thought to myself as i formed a bitter smile on my face.

"jeon, does she know...?" eunwoo came to me and whispered in my ear. "no, they want to keep her in the dark about this," i responded.

i knew what he meant. he was asking if she knew that we were bloodsucking monsters. it was best for her to not know what the world is really made out of, and i agreed.

sure, i've only known her for about nine years, but i care for her with my entire heart. every time she entered my car when she was a little girl, she would always have the brightest smile on her face no matter how her day was. seeing that smile was always the highlight of my day.

it broke my heart when i first saw eunjung hit her and it hurt more when i saw her take it without complaining like she was just waiting for it to pass like she knew she couldn't do anything about it.

she made me promise not to tell the guys, the guilt grew inside me. but i kept my promise to her. even though it hurt to see her in pain.

this young girl has been harassed for years and she has taken it and there was almost nothing i could do to help her. if mingyu knew, if soonyoung knew, what was happening they would have the girls head and my own on a silver platter.

🌷

two hours have passed since we arrived, and it was now nine in the morning. the club was still booming with people and the music was only getting louder and the air thicker with smoke.

i was starting to contemplate whether i should take her out of here and go somewhere else.

i was growing tense and worried as i watched everyone, not just my friends and her but the staff and the other people here to party early in the morning. everyone in the club was getting drunker, meaning people were getting more stupid and more clumsy.

to her everything was normal, she was laughing and having a good conversation with my friends about some stupid shit i had done. the only thing in common that they have was me so there wasn't much else to talk about.

but when a waiter dropped the plate he was holding, that was carrying drinks for other people, right in front of areum, i knew she would try to help with the broken glasses. and the worse thing imaginable happened.

she cut her hand and blood started dripping from it.

i looked at the other guy's expression, their eyes had immediately turned a crimson color and their canines were showing. they began to panic.

and so, did i.

without a second to waste, i grabbed her and started walking out of the club.

jaehyun may be an intimidating guy, but he has poor self-control and little control over his bloodlust. meaning it controls him more than he controls it. it's the same thing with jaebeom, but eunwoo is a master at self-control. 

he has managed to not drink human blood in years, he now only survives on other vampires' blood and animal blood; he said he wouldn't forgive himself for killing his wife on her wedding night. he killed her, and he vowed to never drink human blood again. so, i was counting on him to hold the two back without really telling him.

when i turned back to look at them, he was holding them both.

"kook, why-" "don't talk, let's just get in the car and treat that cut," i interrupted her sentence.

-areum's pov-

he rushed me to the car and almost threw me inside the passenger seat, "jungkook, what happened?" i asked him, confused and with wide eyes.

he laid back on the driver's seat, panting, "first, let's take care of your hand," i looked down at my hand that was cut.

it was small but it was creating quite a mess. i was only trying to help the waiter; i didn't even get to speak to him before jungkook pulled me out of the club.

i turned to look back at him and i noticed he put on sunglasses, "why did you put on sunglasses," i chuckled as i tried to take them off him, but he pulled away. "leave them on, and can you take the first aid kit out of the glove compartment?" he said to me while pointing at the said compartment.

when i gave him the white box, he immediately started wiping the blood away and started cleaning it.

he treated me with care, almost as if i was a fragile doll that could break from anything.

"now can you tell me why you took me out of there?" i mumbled, testing the waters after such a long silence, "i was getting nervous. plus, the air was thick, and i couldn't really breathe well. you getting cut was just the last straw," he said, and he gave me a reassuring smile as he finished cleaning up the small wound.

"are you going to take me home?" i asked, not fully convinced with the answer he gave me. 

he must have really wanted to leave, he took me out of there so fast, though i'm kind of bummed now, i was getting along with his friends, i pouted as i looked at my hand.

"yeah, but don't tell the guys where we were. they'll literally kill me," i chuckled at his request, "then what do i tell them?" "tell them..." he thought for a moment and he passed a hand through his long hair, "oh! tell them school ended early."

🌷

when we arrived at the house, there was a black car parked at the front. it would usually be a normal thing, there was probably someone at the house. but when we walked inside and saw all of them gathered in the living room, standing around and looking serious, i knew something was wrong.

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