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Lost Souls ch 2

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The week flew by and finally it was the weekend. You managed to convince Mark that you wanted to go in early so you didn’t have to always worry about getting to class on time and to finish up all your homework for the last couple weeks. He reluctantly agreed but only if you promised to spend the weekend at his place, of course you said yes. You grew closer to Taehyung as well throughout the week, enjoying the brutal honesty that he always provided. There was also this strange sense of familiarity to him that you couldn’t shake. Everything about him just drew you in, like you were related in a past life. He knew what you liked, what you didn’t and knew your personality well enough to know when to stop with his extremely strange jokes or when to calm you down from beating some poor girl that bumped into you while rushing to her next class (seriously, that poor girl almost died).

The only problem with you growing closer to Taehyung is the ever growing distance with you and Mark. He only seemed to stay around because you asked him to and always grew overprotective. In the first few days it was almost as if all his trust issues from his dark past came back. You never pushed him to tell you everything that happened back then, just patiently waiting for the day that he told you but for some strange reason you didn’t want to wait any longer. Your patience was wearing thin and strangely you felt as if your feelings for him were slowly dwindling. You knew in your heart that no matter what happened between you too that you would still pass and graduate a whole two years before everyone in your original year. At the age of 21 you were finishing your senior year at Princeton but you never let it get to your head, there were still a select few students a few years younger than you.

Shaking your head and looking up at the sky you noticed just how blue it was. Something about it, though obviously serene, seemed ominous, as you hugged Taehyung goodbye and got in your car to go home. Today was Mark’s day to work so he left his classes early. Taehyung had been reluctant to leave you for some reason but wouldn’t outright tell you. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you? Just until he comes back.”

“Yeah, he wouldn’t like you being at my house. If you think he’s mean now, he would be absolutely terrifying once he found out and I don’t like lying to him so I would tell him.” You sighed softly and looked at him, drumming your fingers on the steering wheel. “How are you getting home?”

“Oh, so you noticed?” He looked away shyly then smiled his rectangle smile at you, “Usually one of the guys picks me up but they’re all busy today so I have to take a cab.”

“No, you don’t.” You smiled and unlocked the car door, “Get in, little bro. I’ll take you to my house to pack then you’ll go home.” You smiled at his nervousness then urged him further. “If I don’t take you home then it will bother me all weekend until I see your silly blank face on Monday.” Your smile brightened when he got in the car and looked at you with a nervous , innocent expression.

“Do you really think of me as a brother already?” When you nodded and held his hand gently, his smile was so pure and happy. As though that was all he ever needed to hear and know. It was then that you knew you truly meant it. Something with him just clicked and you didn’t want to try and ignore it any longer. As you drove home you slowly started to think about how much you’ve grown to look forward to seeing him in just a short amount of time, as if he truly were a long lost sibling that you desperately needed to get to know as much as they knew you.

When you got to your house and went to unlock the door, Taehyung looked around confused. You lived in a quaint two-family house, your parents technically owned it so they paid for everything. They aren’t rich but they are much better than most people and they wanted you to have the freedom of living on your own without all the responsibilities. Although they did make you pay for your own amenities, the rent, gas, electricity, and water were all paid for by them. “Do you not live with anyone?” Taehyung asked softly, almost sadly. You looked back at him as you opened the door, shaking your head slowly.

You dropped your bag at the door as you took off your shoes. Motioning him up the stairs to your bedroom you took out your duffel bag and started packing. “I like living alone though it is lonely. Mark doesn’t like coming here though, so I usually just end up going to his place.” You sat on your bed and huffed softly.

“Why doesn’t he just move in here?” He asked as he sat next to you, looking at you with a strange expression. You couldn’t quite figure it out but it felt familiar.

“That’s simple, my parents like to visit every other week to make sure I’m doing well. He doesn’t really get along with them, and rightfully so. They don’t like him because of his past. Although sometimes it feels like they know more than I do.”

“You know about his past?” His eyebrows shot up into his hair and it made you laugh, shaking your head slowly. “Not really. He only told me people he trusted with his life left him to die. He told me they had cut his back really badly and that’s why he has these really bad scars near his shoulder blades. He never told me anything more than that. I have no idea who they are or what exactly happened that led to that incident.” The sigh that escaped your lips was sad and you felt tears forming in your eyes. You didn’t want to lie to him but you knew Mark didn’t want you to tell him. It was true that he didn’t name the guys but he did tell you that he was a demon, born from demon parents. At first you were shocked but something about it clicked. His eyes were always oddly colored when you were all alone, then he explained that he wore contacts because people would freak out that his eyes were a vivid red and purple, different hues dancing in them. Considering your own eyes were an inhuman iridescent swirl of green and blue, you never thought twice about it. Your parents have always made you wear brown contacts to hide their unique color.

Biting your lip you looked at at your knees and tried to calm yourself. Brother or not, you were not going to cry and make yourself vulnerable.

Too late. Taehyung wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, squeezing your shoulders gently. “You don’t have to deal with it alone anymore. I can tell you everything about me if it would make up for it.” He pulled back enough to wipe the tears that were flowing steadily down your cheeks, smiling shyly. “No one knows all my secrets but I’ll tell them to you.” You looked in his eyes and shook your head slowly.

“You don’t have to. Besides there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I can’t ask you to tell me everything about yourself.” Your vision clouded in a haze of brown and you swore under your breath, pulling away from him quickly and running to the bathroom to fix your contacts. Maybe it was the fact that the only person to see your real eye color besides your parents was Mark, but you just weren’t ready to let him see.

Unfortunately for your comfort, Taehyung followed you, looking at your natural eye with his mouth wide open. “A-are you… Like me?” He closed the distance between you and looked deep in your eyes, searching for an answer. What does he mean like him? “Areira, tell me! Are you like me?!” He shook you frantically, which started to scare you.

Silently you shook your head and looked at him with a mixture of confusion and hurt. “I don’t know what you mean, Tae. I was just born with them this color.” His face hardened and he let go of you slowly, looking down and sighing hard.

“Oh… I see. I’m sorry for scaring you.” He looked in your eyes apologetically but there was something else. Disappointment?

You took his hand and squeezed it gently, maybe you should know his story first. “Tell me your story…” You whispered softly. His eyes widened then he relaxed and nodded slowly, pulling you back to your bed and sat you down.

Then he sat down in front of you, looking up and you and keeping your hands entwined. “Please, listen until the end. That way if you don’t want to hear from me ever again then I will just tell Yoongi it won’t work out.” You nodded slowly and squeezed his hand again. Something about the way he said it made you think back to Mark’s supernatural confession, but there was also a slight twinge of fear at the mention of your stalker. “I’m a vampire. I was born a vampire and although everyone thinks we’re immortal, we aren’t. My parents were killed by werewolves when I was 8. It was really hard for me until I met Yoongi. He was the only other vampire I knew and he took care of me. He convinced his parents to take me in and they raised me as their own until I was old enough to know right from wrong, who to feed from and who not.” He spoke so quickly that this moment he took to pause and look at your unflinching hand gave you a second to process what he was saying. So he was born a supernatural like Mark but they’re different kinds. His parents were killed but you wouldn’t be able to tell by looking at him, he always seemed so happy.

He looked back in your eyes and continued, “About five years ago we formed a group. People like us that just wanted to coexist without all the fighting. My best friend to this day is a werewolf, believe it or not.” He smiled proudly at this. “A lot of vampires don’t like them for obvious reasons but they aren’t all bad. Anyway, there was a couple of demons hanging around and I tried to befriend one of them, but their leader, Jaebum, didn’t like me to much.” Jaebum? I know that name from somewhere. Taehyung looked down nervously then took a deep breath and looked back in your eyes. “Mark was there with them. They were bad guys then, but he didn’t always agree with them.

“You see demons aren’t always evil. They were just born with a stronger potential to be evil. He approached me privately and Yoongi accepted him in our group along with another demon from a different town called Hoseok. The demon’s name was Hoseok, not the town he was from. Things were good with all 7 of us, including two other vampires and another werewolf, but then two years ago, Jaebum’s group attacked us. We had just brought in this runaway wolf that had been living on his own for a couple years. They wanted Mark back and we couldn’t fight them off, so when they grabbed Mark, we ran away.” He looked down sadly. “We aren’t really fighters. We know the basics but we don’t really go out of our way to further our battle skills. We also didn’t know they were going to rip his wings off.” He then looked back at your hand, which started to shake from the anger you felt.

Apparently it was showing on your face because he looked at you with a worried expression. “Are you mad at me for not fighting them? Because I would have been killed.” You shook your head violently and released his hand, storming off to the bathroom, slamming the door. How DARE they do that to him. When he first told you it made you angry but you figured he just had been attacked by strangers and left by his friends. Now that you knew the whole story it ignited something in you. Annoyed by your mismatched eyes you took out your other contact and tried to take a deep calming breath but it just made you more angry. Everyone that knew you knew not to get on your bad side. Well these assholes didn’t know you but they better believe that they will today. Your green-blue eyes glowed with an intensity that you never noticed before but that was irrelevant now, you were out for blood.

You opened the door to find Taehyung sitting there sadly. “Do you know where Jaebum is right now?” You asked him through gritted teeth.

He looked at you worriedly and confused. “Yeah, but I won’t tell you. You’re angry right now and I know how you are. You can’t beat him, you’re human.”

“Taehyung. If you don’t tell me where the fuck that asshole is I will kick your ass instead.”

He gulped and stood up slowly, “He’s at the old industrial factory. That’s where they hang out.”

“Then that’s where we’re headed before I bring you home.”

The drive there was quiet. You held onto your anger and gripped the steering wheel tightly as you sped through the city. Taehyung finally spoke up, his deep voice thick with confusion. “You’re taking my being a vampire better than I thought you would.” You sighed softly and let your mind wander. Should I just tell him? You slowed down to the speed limit then rethought your revenge plan and pulled over about a block from the factory.

Looking at Taehyung carefully you could tell he was scared but of what you weren’t sure. “I had a feeling. I would say I am too but, as far as I know, I don’t drink blood, I don’t really have fangs like a vampire although sometimes if I get really angry things…. Happen. I’m not quite sure if that really makes me one but not even Mark knows this. You’re the first person I told.” He looked at you confused then smiled widely.

“You said your parents come regularly right?” You looked at him confused but nodded. “Do they bring you food when they visited?”

“Yeah but what do- Of course! They put the blood in my food. No wonder I always get this awkward pang of hunger whenever I would smell certain things.” You smiled and held his hand gently. “I guess I am like you after all. Now come on, I have to go kick some ass.”

Much to his dismay, your heartwarming confession did very little to quell your anger and once you got there and found 6 boys just laying around, your anger seemed to boil over into a pure seething rage. “Which one of you losers is Jaebum?” Your voice was loud and clear. Now most of these guys looked to be at least a good head taller than your petite 5’3 frame but that didn’t scare you. Neither did the fact that they all came closer and had their wings (beautiful bastards) out. No, that fact only fueled your anger.

“That would be me, but I can assure you I’m no loser.” He walked up to you until he was looking down at you, an amused look on his face. “How can I help you little girl.”

The patronizing tone of his voice sent chills over your body, you looked at Taehyung and nodded towards the car. “Go wait for me, Tae. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I can’t just leave you here, they’ll kill you.” He looked at you pleadingly. “Let’s just go back. We’re really sorry for bothering you.” He reached for your arm and normally you would never talk to him like this but something about his pleading and lack of faith in you made you more angry. How is possible to be more angry than I am now? You pulled your arm away and glared at him. “Go wait in the fucking car Taehyung. I will NOT repeat myself again.” His expression was torn between disobeying you to protect you and running away hurt. He fortunately chose the latter and ran to the car.

“Aww, your babysitter is leaving, do you really think you can take us without help?” One of the boys said. It seemed like he was the tallest of them. You smirked and punched Jaebum in the face, making him fall to the ground.

“I don’t need a babysitter, I’m strong enough to take all of you on.” Then, before they had time to react, you grabbed the closest one to you, a blonde, and slammed his face into your knee, hearing a satisfying crack sound in the open space. Running towards the tall loud mouth, you jumped and kicked him in the face, forcing him to go flying into the remaining two that were circling you. The only one that was still in back, a black haired boy with a kind face just looked at you wide eyed and raised his hands in surrender. “I don’t know what pissed you off but I swear I didn’t do it.”

Jaebum was stirring on the ground and trying to get up, you sighed loudly and walked over, kicking him hard in the side repeatedly until you heard the sweet sound of bones cracking. Something was stirring within you, you smelled their blood but it didn’t excite you the way you expected it to. Nonetheless, you felt good, powerful even.

“Did you help them take off Mark’s wings?” You asked the black haired boy. “Be honest or I’ll hurt you twice as bad for lying.”

“No. I was there but once I realized what they were planning I tried to leave but they forced me to stay. If I tried to help, they would’ve done the same to me.” He looked genuinely sad and afraid. You nodded and turned away, walking towards your car slowly. You hadn’t fought anyone in a long time so it felt nice but something was missing. It felt incomplete. You turned around and walked back, smiling evilly. “Jaebum, I forgot something.”

He looked at you rebelliously but the fear was so painfully obvious in his eyes. “What?”

“These.” You flipped him onto his belly, hearing his sweetly pained groans and stepped on his back with one foot, grabbing both wings firmly and started pulling with all your strength. His screams filled the factory and his friends did absolutely nothing to help, they were staring at you in absolute terror. Maybe it was because pulling the wings off usually took more than one person and yet, here you are. A simple little girl, pulling the wings off of a demon. When they finally started to come off you were sprayed with blood and laughed joyfully at the site. Something about it was just so… Wonderful! You yanked harder, releasing one and focusing on the other, freeing it from his back. You immediately dropped it and started on the other, not holding back as all your muscles were receiving such a nice workout. There was nothing like it and as you licked your lips, tasting the sweet substance you took your trophies with you. “My name is Areira, don’t you ever forget me.”

Once you got close enough to the car Taehyung ran to you, scooping you up in a big hug. “I was so worried. Then I heard Jaebum screaming and I figured you were winning.” When he put you down he looked at you then his eyes widened. “What did you do?”

“What that bastard deserved.” You threw the wings in the trunk and sighed softly. All of the anger you felt was gone and you were left feeling empty. Maybe you just needed to get the blood off and relax in a shower. “Can I shower at your place? I really want to go see Mark soon.” You looked at Taehyung softly then looked down at your bloodied clothes.

He looked reluctant to let you but couldn’t say no when you started to pout. “Fine, just don’t be too surprised by what you see there.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll know when you see it. Come on, we’re close enough.” He got in the car and sighed softly, rubbing his head then started texting.

You looked over at him confused while you drove to his house, though his eyes stayed glued to his phone. This wasn’t like him at all. “Tae, are you mad at me? I was just so angry, I didn’t mean to yell at you like that. I didn’t mean it at all.” You didn’t want him to be upset with you, that was never your goal.

“No, no you did what you felt was right. It's just...” He sighed heavily, “I don’t live alone.” He looked up as you pulled in the driveway and you saw the other three cars there. It was a quite large house, bordering on being a mansion.

“How many people live here?” You looked at him nervously.

“Including myself, 7. But I think only Hoseok, Jin, and Jungkook are home so it will be ok.” He looked around nervously then nodded, opening the door and grabbing both of your bags. “Come on, I’ll bring you to my room. It has a private bathroom.”

You nodded shyly and followed close behind him. He lives with his friends which means he lives with Yoongi, the guy that had been following me around. If only you knew what he looked like. Taehyung led you up the elaborate stairs and past several doors before stopping at one with a drawing of a full moon rising over a lake. The image captivated you and he watched with a smile on his face then he leaned in and whispered “Yoongi drew it for my birthday a few years ago.” A warm blush crept on your face but you didn’t quite understand why. Maybe it was because you were caught staring at something? His room was a decent size and had a queen sized bed. Why he needed such a big bed when it was just him you didn’t know. There were a couple of dressers against one wall and the closet was next to it on the far side by the window that seemed to overlook the driveway. On the other side of the room there was a door leading to a dark bathroom.

You looked at him and smiled then grabbed your bag and quickly ran to the bathroom. “I’ll be real quick, ok brother?” You looked at him smiling brightly

“Ok sister~” He smiled back just as brightly then rubbed his stomach. “I’m gonna go make me something to eat but no one else will come in here, ok?”

You nodded once more and closed the door. You turned on the light and looked at the shower, making sure you knew how to work it before you got naked. Once it was on and to the desired steamy temperature you slowly took out what you were going to wear, your toiletries, and grabbed a towel from the linen closet. Stepping into the shower you felt instantly relieved, letting the hot water run over your body as you let the events of today slowly fade away. You had finally voiced why you always felt so different from everyone else, but it no longer made you feel isolated, but included. You promised yourself you would tell Mark when you saw him tonight.

Almost immediately after you turned off the water and started drying off, you heard his door close. “I hope you brought me something too, I haven’t eaten since lunch and I worked up a big appetite today.” You slipped your underwear on and wrapped the towel around you. We consider each other siblings, this shouldn’t be too weird, right? With a deep sigh you smiled and opened the bathroom door, holding up your lotion. “Hey, you wanna do me the biggest favor and-.” You dropped your lotion and stared wide eyed at the green haired boy that looked at you with wide blue eyes. His mouth hung open and he looked you up and down in disbelief, almost as if he thought he were dreaming. Your scream left your mouth before you could control it and you quickly rushed towards him and shooed him out the room. “What the hell?! How can you just come in here without announcing yourself? Why the hell are you in Tae’s room anyway?”

“Hey, I live here, why should I announce myself. Besides he told me to come in here.”

“TAEHYUNG!!!!!” You screamed so loud that the poor boy had to cover his ears. Shortly after an embarrassed Taehyung came in through the door. “Yes, sister?”

“What the fuck?” You eyed the green haired boy suspiciously as he seemed to stare at you as though you weren’t even real. Fuck, I left my contacts at home Well that explained that.

Taehyung looked at you innocently then looked at the other boy, “Oh, you mean why did he come here. This,” he grabbed the boy's shoulder and smiled mischievously, “Is Yoongi. He wanted to know who brought me home when Jin couldn’t.” You looked at the boy again, this time something in you stirred uncomfortably. So this is my stalker.

You took a deep breath then looked Taehyung in the eye, avoiding looking at the other boy at all costs. “Tell your friend to stop following me home.” You said it so nonchalantly that it almost didn’t shock him, almost.

“You told her?!” the boy, Yoongi, spun around and glared at him. Taehyung looked at you with a betrayed look but you just smirked and walked back to the bathroom to get dressed. “I mean honestly of all the things you could have done, that was the worst.”

“It's not what you think I promise, she was just curious about you.”

“That doesn’t mean you tell her that I followed her home.” He sounded so upset, and desperate. It was almost cute if you weren’t so creeped out by the fact of it all. You listened to them argue some more while you got dressed in a corseted vest that zipped up the front and skinny jeans. To your surprise you heard the door close which meant one, or both, had left. You admired your eyeliner one more time before packing up your bag and leaving the bathroom, only to find a sullen Yoongi sitting on the bed. Feeling brave you tapped him with your foot and tried to smile at him. This made a bright red blush cover his cheeks and he quickly looked away. “I didn’t follow you home just because I wanted to. There were guys following you and I just wanted to make sure you were safe.” He looked at you carefully then looked back down. “But I swear I haven’t in a long time.”

“I saw you across the street from my house 4 days ago.” You sighed softly and sat down next to him. Something about the way he was acting now made it seem like he wasn’t such a bad guy but you were still ready to fight if you had to. “I think you mean well but if you want to get to know me, talk to me. Don’t send Taehyung to get to know me for you, although I really like him and glad you sent him.” You smiled again and looked in his eyes, they were also two-toned like your’s but instead of mixing with green, his were grey and blue. He looked at you unblinking for a long time until finally he leaned in slowly, stopping right before your noses touched. His voice was as soft as velvet as he whispered your name. You felt your heart racing but didn’t understand it.

You never felt like this, not even with Mark. “You would still let me get to know you even though you know I followed you?” You didn’t trust your voice so you simply nodded in response. He reached for your hand slowly. A warm blush crept across your cheeks as you tried to understand what was making your body feel as though it were on fire. He then closed the distance between you. His lips were soft and tentative, as if he were afraid of being too forceful would scare you away. You knew that you shouldn’t have, you knew this was foolish of you to feel these things but you kissed him back, harder, gently entwining your fingers with his. You let go of every worry that you had and just let yourself enjoy the moment.

Yoongi was surprised by this but he quickly welcomed it and kissed back with just as much desire. Kissing him wasn’t enough, you squeezed his hand and bite his bottom lip gently. The groan that left his mouth filled you with a sense of pleasure and satisfaction. His tongue licked your lips questioningly, asking for permission to enter your mouth but you denied him. Pulling away slowly to tease him but he didn’t let you get far. He grabbed you and pulled you back to him and slid you effortlessly onto his lap, holding you tightly against him. You entwined your now free hand in his hair and kissed him deeper, feeling your hips start to move ever so slowly over his crotch. He groaned deep in his throat and gripped your ass gently.

There was something magnetic about your kiss, as though no matter what you did, you couldn’t pull away. You didn’t want to. You allowed him access into your mouth and the taste of him overwhelmed your senses in way that could only be dreamt about. The way his tongue danced with yours was almost like it was made just for you and there was nothing that would ever make you stop. That was until you heard Taehyung gasp. You pulled away and looked back at him, cheeks flushed from both lust and embarrassment. “Taehyung… I..” You were just making out with a total stranger that was stalking you, no big deal. You sighed deeply and pulled away from Yoongi, running a hand through your hair. “I should go.”

You grabbed your bags then Taehyung’s hand, pulling him down to the front door then hugged him tightly. He returned it immediately and whispered in your ear, “Did I mess up or make it better?”

“I don’t know yet, Tae. Just next time I come over, don’t leave me alone with him unless I broke up with Mark.” He nodded and released you, smiling brightly. You smiled back and looked at the top of the stairs. Yoongi was standing there with a sad expression and waved goodbye. You nodded then looked back at Taehyung the left to go talk to your boyfriend.

It needs to be done.

On the drive to Mark’s house your mind kept going back to Taehyung’s room. To the boy with the uniquely sharp yet gentle features and eyes the color of a stormy ocean. There were so many things swirling in them, so many emotions that he thought were guarded but you saw them all the closer he got. You saw in them his desire for you, his fear that he would never get to experience you the way Mark does. There was confusion as to whether you would accept him as he was, if only he knew! But you always promised Mark that if you did ever break up it would never be to date other people. Was that what you were planning on doing?

You sighed heavily and gently tugged at the necklace that always dangled between your breasts. One of the only gifts ever given to you by your aunt, she told you it would protect you from all the evil in the world and so far it had done it's job. You never took it off. Not because you thought it would do anything to harm you, but simply because it was precious to you. Three months after she gave it to you, she passed away in a car accident.

At the red light you looked at the now darkening sky and pouted, wishing you had wore something brighter for the night. Thinking about the night’s events only brought you back to your original train of thought. The kiss. Mark deserved to know, he was only ever good to you and adored you with every ounce of his heart. Unfortunately, that’s where his affections stopped. After almost 2 years together you had only said those three little and all too powerful words to each other once, and even then he looked like it physically pained him to say it. However for all you knew, demons actually did have a hard time loving someone else and this was the most he could give you. It wasn’t enough. Your mind wandered back to Yoongi and tried to identify the last emotion swimming in his eyes. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter. He doesn’t matter to me, Taehyung does. “Taehyung is the only one in that house that I care about.” Your voice was barely above a whisper but it was fine, you just needed to say those words aloud to make them feel true.

Your phone buzzed loudly and you bit your lip, hoping with all your heart that it wasn’t Mark. You reached in your bag and glanced at the screen, swearing softly under your breath. Calming yourself you swiped to answer and put the phone on speaker, pulling over about a block away from your destination. “I’m driving babe, what’s up?” your voice was full of innocence and slight irritation at being stopped.

“Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be here an hour ago.” Well he wasn’t happy about your detours.

You sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of your nose, wishing there were an easier way to explain everything. “Give me like 3 minutes and I’ll be there and we can talk all about my day.”

There was a long pause and you could just imagine his skeptical stare through the phone. “Where are you?”

“Literally like a block away but you know I don’t like to drive and talk on the phone.”

“Alright. 3 minutes.” He hung up and you almost threw your phone, completely frustrated with this entire situation. “He’s gonna be even happier when he finds out where I was today.” You muttered as you drove off.

You parked your car next to his truck and grabbed your bag from the passenger side, blowing a stray strand of hair from your face as you walked up to the door and knocked. A few seconds passed before he opened the door but when he did you were greeted by your gorgeous boyfriend’s topless figure. A nice tone and lean build leaning in the doorway, damp hair hanging in his face barely covering the different colored eyes that were glaring at you. “Where were you today?” He questioned bluntly. You huffed and all the feelings of adoration you had from admiring his toned, and apparently freshly washed body, gave way to annoyance. You reached up and rubbed his hair then gently pushed him out the way, letting yourself in and setting your bag down. Then you went straight to the kitchen and got a bottle of water.

After taking a long sip you looked over at him and smiled. “Well, hello to you too, loving boyfriend of mine. I had a really interesting day today. First, Taehyung came over and we bonded over some stuff while he helped me pack, picking out this outfit specifically for me to wear for you.” His expression was a mixture of annoyance and pained curiosity, though he would never admit to the latter.

Mark took a deep breath and nodded then squinted at the floor, “Where were you really? It doesn’t take you an hour and a half to pack and get here.”

“I had to take him home.” You shrugged and looked indifferent, internally you were yelling at yourself to just tell him about going to see Jaebum. “Oh, and I took a shower and got ready at his place. I met Yoongi.” His eyes widened and he grabbed your shoulders tightly.

“You went inside his house? I told you to stay away from him. The only reason why I even let you get close to him is because I had no choice, he has all of your classes. You shouldn’t be associating with people like him.”

“People like him? You’re a fucking demon for god’s sake! You think that makes you a great judge of character based off of some secret past that you won’t tell me about?” You pulled away and glared at him. “There’s nothing you can tell me that would make me leave him, he’s like a brother to me.”

He narrowed his eyes at you then looked away, obviously hurt, “You’ve known him all of a week, I’ve known him for years and I can tell you now that Taehyung and his friends Yoongi, Seokjin, and Hoseok are no good. Coming from a demon you should listen to me.” You never held it against him before but something was different. I’m one of them.

You sighed and grabbed his hand, pulling him closer and resting your head on his chest then slowly wrapped your arms around his waist. “I didn’t mean it like that…” You whispered softly. He relaxed and held you gently, closing his eyes and kissed your head.

“I know. It still hurt… I’m just worried that they’ll hurt you.”

“Taehyung would never hurt me. I can promise you that.” You kissed his chest gently then pulled away enough to look in his eyes. He shook his head slowly and pulled you back. Stubbornly you pulled away again, a small smile on your lips and you cupped his face gently, bringing your face just a breath away from his. “Look at me.” His eyes fluttered open slowly, shyly looking into your own. “I’ll be more careful, ok?” He nodded and smiled, kissing you gently and slow. Your mind instantly went back to your kiss with Yoongi and it flooded your senses with a desperate hunger.

You kissed back harder, pulling him closer to deepen it. At first he was caught off guard but that quickly changed as his hands travelled down your waist and cupping the supple flesh of your butt. It still wasn’t enough, you were imagining Yoongi’s hands, his mouth, instead of Mark’s. You needed to confirm that the only person that could make you feel this was in fact Mark, that the feelings you felt earlier were just a fluke. Your hands found their way to his hair and grabbed a fistful, pulling playfully. A sweet moan escaped his mouth and his lips pulled away from yours, travelling along your neck and shoulders, leaving sweet kisses and bites in their wake. You bit back the moans from leaving your mouth, not quite understanding why you were this way. Your body was still craving more, growing ever disappointed when your boyfriend’s canines didn’t break skin.

When his eyes found yours again they were full of lust. His hand was on your cheek, thumb rubbing slowly over your bottom lip. Almost instinctively you took it into your mouth and sucked on it gently, never taking your eyes off of his. Something was different. The look in his eyes seemed to be disconnected as if he were searching your’s. Something wasn’t clicking into place the way it usually did because he pulled away and held you at arm's length. Confused, you looked at him sadly. “What did you do?” He whispered softly, looking at you with a mixture of lust and sadness. You started to resent the fact that you could never keep things hidden from him, even if just for a moment. “You can tell me anything, you know that..” You bit your lip gently and took a deep breath, not trusting your voice just yet. Mark patiently waited, never taking his eyes off of you.

Once you trusted yourself enough to tell him the whole truth you looked in his eyes, his beautiful bright eyes. In a small voice you spoke softly, “Taehyung told me what happened. He told me everything.” No recognition in his eyes, you pushed on. “He told me what Jaebum did to you…” There was a spark of something in all that sadness and concern.

His voice betrayed his seemingly calm face, shaking just the slightest, “So what did you do.?”

“Exactly what he did to you.” You whispered softly and bit your lip hard, looking down though not from sadness.

His hands slid from your shoulders, down to your hands, squeezing them gently before letting them go. “I’m not happy that you went to fight my battles for me, but I appreciate what your intentions were. So, is that why it took you so long?” His voice was far away, probably from shock.

“Yes and no. After Taehyung told me, I was so angry that I had to do something. I swear I was just going to beat them up but something just pushed me to hurt him as badly as he hurt you.” You paused and bit your lip harder. “I think that I’m a vampire. My parents have been feeding me blood secretly through the food they give me when they visit.” His eyes widened a little but he held your hand again.

“I didn’t know.” You quickly stopped him and gently pulled your hand away, his expression now confused and sad.

“Let me finish. Afterwards I was covered in blood, so I took a shower at Tae’s. I ran into Yoongi shortly after that and something...” another deep breath “Something happened between us. He kissed me. I didn’t stop him even though I knew I should have. Something wouldn’t let me stop, not until Tae came back in his room.” Mark looked you, hurt and betrayal plain on his face.

“Please tell me that’s all you did. You didn’t sleep with him, did you?”

“No! I would never do that to you.” Your voice was shaky and weak but you meant every word you said and hoped, prayed, he felt your sincerity. His eyes wouldn’t meet yours and he eventually turned and walked away. You didn’t dare follow him so you went to the living room and sat there in silence. Your phone buzzed in three quick pulses. Sighing sadly, you checked your phone solemnly only to be surprised. It was Taehyung. You opened the message and felt your eyebrows come together.

Received @ 7:30 P.M. Tae:3 : Hi, it’s Yoongi. I just wanted to say I was sorry about today. I asked Taehyung for your number but he said this would be better?

You stared at your phone confused. Why did he put a question mark? Didn’t he know I had a boyfriend? Another message came through, you opened it and felt your heart skip a beat

Received @ 7:31 P.M. Tae:3 : You know what, I’m not sorry that I kissed you. I enjoyed it and I know you enjoyed it too. I don’t know what it is but ever since I laid eyes on you, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Look I don’t give a fuck about anything, ever. That’s who I am, but I care so much more when I think about how you would see me.

You sat there staring at your phone for a moment, unable to process what was said. You sat there thinking of a response. Obviously you had to let him know that whatever it was he felt for you was one-sided and that it could never happen again and yet you were hesitating. You typed up your response, mouthing the words as you went, I’m flattered but I have a boyfriend. Today was an accident that I don’t plan on repeating, I’m sorry if this hurts you but it would be in everyone’s best interest if you just forgot about me. You stared at the screen and tried to send it but it seemed like too much. The worst he did was like you. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you” you could almost hear his voice saying those words with so much emotion, though which ones you could not be sure of.

You closed your eyes and leaned your head back, jumping up when you felt your head bump into Mark’s. He was eyeing your phone suspiciously, “Aren’t you going to send that? I think he deserves to know that much at least.” You sighed softly and nodded. Looking over the message one more time you added in, Please don’t contact me again, I have no intentions of ever being with you. Send.

That was it. It was over. No more mysterious feelings, no more lusting over anything. Just done. Mark looked at you carefully then kissed your cheek, wrapping his arms around your body in a half back-hug, He kissed your ear and whispered softly, “I love you.”

Your body tensed, unsure of what you just heard and you put your hands over his, acting as though you didn’t hear anything at all. He didn’t actually say it, did he? As if he heard your thoughts he let you go and moved to your front, kneeling down in front of you looking up into your eyes. A small smile played at his lips as he repeated himself in a stronger voice. “I said, I love you, Rei.”

You looked at him carefully, a part of you strangely skeptical about his confession. “I love you too?” You tilted your head to the side and stared at him. The smirk fully showing on his firm lips

“You seem so sure”

“Well you did just come out of the blue and say it.” At this he climbed onto your lap and straddled you, resting his forehead against yours and closing his eyes.

“That’s because I felt it.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and sighed softly, relaxing under the weight of him. It's been so long since you allowed yourself to feel with him, maybe you should give it a try. Tilting your head ever so slightly, you kissed him deeply, ready to dive into the world that is Mark.

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Lost Souls ch. 1

Prologue| Chapter 1| Chapter 2|

6 months earlier

You ran down the hall looking for your class, you were late for the third day in a row and your physics professor threatened to give you detention for a month if you missed his class. Right as you turned down the hall, you heard the late bell ring and swore silently under your breath. It was all Mark’s fault you were always late. Your boyfriend didn’t know the meaning of an early night yet he always managed to get up and to class at least 10 minutes before the bell, whereas you always ended up barely making it. You sometimes regretted dating him but then you remembered all the reasons why you decided to say yes. There was something about him that made it almost impossible to say no to, now whether that was a good thing or not you were still unsure.

Finally at the classroom door you took a deep breath and tried to smooth down your hair as you looked at your watch, only 1 minute late this time. You quickly snuck in and took your seat in the far right corner of the room, oddly enough it was the only one that was closest to the door and your lovely angelic looking boyfriend always insisted on sitting there. Before you thought it was because he wanted to be the first ones to leave but in actuality it was so you could sneak in late without getting caught. However, today you were not as lucky because it was the day we got the transfer student. “How nice of you to join us, Ms. Lucas, you can catch young Mister Kim up in our lessons.” You could just nod but the second you looked at the new kid your breath caught in your chest, something about him was different. His stare seemed to penetrate your very being and although it disturbed you how someone you just met could do that, you couldn’t look away. All you could do was stare into his oddly colored violet eyes, the mischievous curve of his mouth and honey blonde hair that stopped at his forehead, barely covering his eyebrows. There was something about him that seemed so, childlike and innocent while still being menacing and intimidating.

As he made his way to the empty seat in front of you, Mark slowly and possessively grabbed your hand, glaring at the new boy. That seemed to break the spell as his eyes slowly left your’s and looked at your hands, then at Mark. You looked down and pulled your hand away, side eyeing your boyfriend and giving him a slight frown, you didn’t like it when he got possessive when there was absolutely no need. The boy found this scene amusing and sat down right in front of you, looking back at you for a brief moment and smiled slyly, waiting for you to meet his eyes again. Once you did you instantly regretted it because just like before you felt as though you couldn’t look away. “Hello, Areira” his voice was so deep and appealing that you smiled a little although you were confused as to how he knew your name. “My name is Taehyung, but you can call me whatever you like. I look forward to working with you.” His smile brightened a little as Mark, once again, grabbed your hand, dragging your attention away from Taehyung once more. You sighed softly and nodded, taking out your books from your bag and trying not to look in his eyes again. This was going to be the longest two hours ever.

When class was over you were immediately confused as to why Taehyung was smiling at you like the cheshire cat with possibly the cutest rectangle. Raising your eyebrows and looking at him being very cautious as to not look in his eyes, you voiced your confusion. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Oh, because we have a study period and I have a lot to catch up on.” His grin was only intensified by the growing frown on your boyfriend’s beautiful face.

“How the hell do you know her schedule? And why are you so happy to be hanging out with my girlfriend?” Mark’s voice was deeper than usual and it made you look back at him in both concern and confusion. He had a habit of being possessive with new guys but that was usually only because most of the guys here thought you were the most approachable girl here. You were kind, smart and always tried to help people when you could but that didn’t mean that you were a pushover. You had a pretty strong reputation back in high school for being the girl no one wanted to get on the bad side of, boys or girls, it didn’t matter. You still kicked their asses.

Taehyung’s amused expression seemed to intensify when you looked back at him, waiting for his answer. His voice was lilting with laughter as he spoke carefully, “Hmm, well I asked the secretary in administration to give me all the same classes as my tutor. You see, Mark, I know you know me, but sweet little Areira doesn’t and I very much want her to. I want her because she is your girlfriend. The girlfriend of my old friend should be my friend, or something like that.” At this he let out his joyful laughter and took off, looking back only to wink at you then headed towards the library.

“You knew him, from where? High School? Your old college from two years ago?” You questioned him endlessly, looking at him with a pouty expression though you didn’t quite understand why it bothered you so much. “You should have told me you knew him when I got assigned to be his tutor last week. It would have made things easier.”

“Do you really think I wouldn’t tell you without having my reasons? That I just like to keep things from you.” His words stung and brought you back to the time you almost broke up with him for not telling you everything before finding out that he was hurt in ways that no person should ever have to experience. You wrapped your arms around his waist and kissed his cheek.

“I’m sorry baby, I don’t know why I feel like this. It’s almost as if he put some kind of spell on me.” You laughed softly but Mark’s expression darkened slightly before he kissed your forehead, gently pulling away from you and grabbing your bag, “Let’s go, I actually have a class to go to.” You nodded and let him walk you to library even though you both knew his class was on closer to the other wing, he was never late and you just learnt to accept that.

At the library you saw Taehyung being surrounded by a group of girls, then you remembered what made you feel unsettled about him. His eyes, they weren’t a normal color but you wrote it off as contacts but his eyes were actually a light violet. You kissed Mark goodbye and looked in his eyes, whispering against his lips softly, “I’ll tell you everything that he says so don’t worry ok? Do well in class so we can graduate in 3 weeks.” You smiled and bite his lip gently then pulled away, feeling his hungry stare on your back as you approached Taehyung.

You were ready for him this time as you looked him dead in the eyes, smiling politely. “Are you ready to play catch up? We have a lot to cover if you plan on graduating with us.” The freshmen surrounding him looked at you wide eyed as you spoke to him, however they didn’t dare speak to you because of your reputation among the freshmen. It’s they’re own fault for getting on your bad side so early in the year, you looked at them and tilted your head, “Do you all need something or can we go in so we can get our work done? Unless of course you need help as well, then I would be glad to find someone to assist you if this is your free period but the last time I checked, it isn’t.” You forced a tight smile and leaned in to the “leader’s” face, poor girl looked so pale, clearly enunciating each word, “Go. To. Class.” And with that you grabbed Taehyung’s arm and dragged him to the back corner of the library, one of the most secluded areas in the library.

Once you reached your table you let go of his arm and laid your bag on the table, running a hand through your hair and looking at the bookshelf to decide if you need another book to read. Sighing sadly because you know you wouldn’t be able to read them anyway because of your party animal of a boyfriend, you sat down and started on the physics homework that was due next week. You had already finished your project and the homework for the rest of the week. At this rate you’ll be done by next week and will just have to keep up with the classwork, which was always child’s play as long as Mark was your partner.

After a few minutes of silence you looked up at Taehyung, who was just standing there staring at you like a lost puppy. Your eyes widened at the innocence and complete confusion on his face, it was a complete 180 of the guy you met this morning. “Why are you just standing there? Sit down and take out your physics book, I’ll help you with the formulas and then you can take it from there. I have a double study block so we have 4 hours to catch you up each day.” You whispered softly then smiled when he finally sat down.

You continued to watch him as he slowly took out his books and looked up the page then sat there pouting in frustration. “I lost my pen…” He whispered sadly.

Amusedly you handed him your pencil case. “You aren’t a bad guy, are you? You just put up this facade in front of people.” You whispered softly and looked in his eyes, you saw something in them that warmed your heart a little. Why did Mark hide you from me? you questioned softly then spoke aloud, “How do you know Mark? And why does it feel like he hates you?”

“Ahh, it seems that way now but believe me, we are best friends. If not I wouldn’t have come here in the first place. I said all that other stuff because my, uh. Hmm, what should I call him?” He scratched his head and looked away shyly.

“How about your friend? That seems like the easiest option.” You offered as you slowly put your pencil down to focus on the boy. He looked back at you and smiled a little.

“Yeah, my friend, he likes you. Apparently he’s been watching you but he and Mark, they don’t really get along all that well so he sent me to school although this is a little ahead of my level. I was confused as to why he sent me instead of Hoseok or Namjoon. Especially Namjoon because you guys are the same age and really smart. I’m only 20 years old and a sophomore so doing senior work is really hard. By the way how did you get here already? Did you skip?” His story stirred up several emotions within you, the strongest one being concern over your well-being because he basically just told you you have a stalker.

“Your friend’s been watching me? Like when I’m home or when I go out? How long has he been watching me? Taehyung that’s really not ok, you need to tell him to stop.” Your panic began to build as you thought of all the people that he could have been or how long he could have been watching because of the secrets that you kept for the people you cared about. There were too many things that you needed to make sure no one knew about to keep them safe. Your mind was racing and you felt your heart start to pump blood through your veins with such intensity your body shook with little tremors at each pulse. Taehyung watched you carefully then gently grabbed your hand, holding it firmly. You felt yourself start to calm and took a deep breath.

Looking in his strangely violet eyes you felt as though your panic was just an overreaction. “He’s been watching you for a couple of months, no more than 3 if I remember correctly. He changed once he found out about you. But it isn’t what you think, at least from what he tells me and the others. Once he found out where you lived he only ever went to make sure you were there safe. He doesn’t watch you through your windows or anything like that. I mean yeah, he likes you, but he respects your privacy and won’t do anything to violate that. My friends and I have all told him to stop and tried to stop him multiple time, but he can’t. He said you’re the only that can help him.”

“Help him with what? I don’t even know him. I’ve been dating Mark for a year and a half and I barely know his friends.” You sounded so small, so sad. When you think about it, really think about it, you and Mark are only together because of sex and it being easier than being alone. You barely knew this kid and yet, some part of you wanted to know him better.

“I wish I could tell you but it's not exactly my place to. Yoongi will have to stop hiding in the shadows and talk to you himself. Maybe not right away, but soon.” He smiled a very strange but cute rectangle smile then let go of your hand. “Now, help me at least get a ‘C’ in these classes.” You laughed and smiled back, turning back to the previous chapter. “Lucky for you, there’s only a few weeks left and then you can just drop out of here and go back to your old school.”

“Yeah, hopefully they’ll just think I wasn’t ready to graduate early and take me back before any permanent damage is done.” With everything on the table, you still weren’t ready to face Mark but you knew there was no rush with that. Just to focus on living life the way you had for the past year and deal with your problems after you finish your exams. Two more weeks, two more weeks and then I’ll tell him the truth, I’ll tell him everything that I know.

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