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“Listen pink head, can you just stop barging into my majestic abode just because you think I stole your red crayons?”
“You’re the only soul in The Land of Ooo who fed off from anything red. Wait ____ scratch that, you don’t even have a soul and you call this majestic abode?! One blow of wind can literally wipe off the damn door.” Jungkook gritted his teeth. He’s tiptoed -avoiding all of the junks you hoard on the floor- to you who is sitting on a ragged one seated sofa. But really two people can sit on it but you will never offer the pink stuck up prince a seat. Never!
Fingers lazily strumming on the string of your beloved ax bass, making an unknown melody or maybe you just want to annoy Jungkook. He hates your ax bass, always complaining that it sounds too pitchy. He plays electric piano and he always misses a beat or two, but no, your bass is too pitchy. Battle of the band was forever cancelled just because the little prince is a sore loser. Your music is way banger than his.
“Oh no, you didn’t just come here to insult my home Jungkook. What do you actually want?” You warned him while your eyes were on anything but him. He is always like this. Always barge in to pick a fight with you. Should the royal act like this? You’re no princess but you’re the sole heir of the vampire king, but you do have some manners.
“Keep your fangs away from my stuff, that’s what I want,” Jungkook pinched the bridge of his nose. You are unbelievable. Where is your manner? One hand on his hip he is glaring at your slumpy figure on the sofa. Since you refuse to give him attention, Jungkook is so frustrated. The red crayons are the crucial elements for him to recreate the red lines on Lady Rainicorn. Yeah, a rainbow unicorn that is missing a red stripe just because Hoseok The Human and Namjoon The Dog let it wander to Ice Kingdom all by herself. Freezing half of her colors. And now Jungkook just needs to whisk up some red but he can’t because apparently someone stole his red crayons!
“Where are my red crayons, ____?” Jungkook sigh. Truthfully he doesn’t want to fight with you because it usually never ends with peace, someone was bound to get physically hurt. You bite!
“Go to you castle, prince. You will never find them here. Maybe one of your people took ‘em.” You shrug. This is not your problem. Jungkook should really tighten the security of his labs, it’s not your fault that his banana guard falls asleep easily to your lullaby. Wait, maybe you did take the red crayons, but that’s because Jungkook is too noisy. And so cute when he is all riled up. Don’t tell him that though.
Jungkook and his flushed face, tight lips but only making his cheeks rise like two freshly baked buns. He just looks super sweet but god, how you hate his voice when he is mad.
“I know, you took it. ____, you think you can fool me? The dots on your neck are fresh red, which means you just fed. Don’t make me wake the Ice King and tell him that you’re making me upset.” Jungkook threatened with a silly smirk on his face. Knowing that he jabs you at your weak point, Ice King. If there’s anyone you listen to in this world, it’s Seokjin The Ice King. He practically raised you both and you looked up to Seokjin so much. It is also a bonus for Jungkook because Seokjin adores him.
“Don’t you dare,” you voice quiver at the mention of Seokjin. Not that you’re afraid of him, but you always want to make him proud of you -which he already is- but you still think after everything he’d done to save your life, you will never be able to pay for that. The vampire king abandoned you and it was him who took care of your once frail body. Until now when you’re a healthy vampire who hates sun because sunburn, yuck. The sun makes your skin flaky. If Jungkook woke him just for petty matters like this, Seokjin won’t be happy.
“Oh try me,” Jungkook playfully poke you with your drumsticks. Breaking you from your thoughts. Jungkook knew it, the moment your pitch black eyes stared back at him, he won. “Now, vampire princess. My red crayons.” Jungkook sings songs. He is so annoying.
“I hate you,” hand crossed on your chest, your ax bass fell from your hold but before it hit the floor, Jungkook managed to catch it. Softly he places it on the floor, kneeling next to you. He whispers, “you love me, don’t hurt Reddie,” he pouts. His hands slowly caress your ax bass because he knows how important that ax -that your turned it into a bass- to you. An heirloom.
“Don’t give it names, and Reddie? Eew,” you pout.
“Okay, okay. Whatever you want.” Jungkook chuckles.
“Red crayons in the fridge, with Hambo.” you mumbled but Jungkook caught that with a soft smile on his face.
Hambo, your beloved stuffed toy, it’s your favorite thing in the world and it was a gift from Seojin when you were a little kid. It’s a worn out plushie, with only one left eye -a button from your jumper that you sewn with tears flowing down your face- the color is extremely faded with a splotch of red on certain parts of it. The once red plushie, the only red that you never sucked. It’s ugly, worn-out, one eyed plushie but it’s your Hambo. Your ex boyfriend sold it to a witch and it broke your heart. Until Jungkook made a trade with that witch, trading his shirt, the one that you gave him. The witch said the shirt was far more valuable and carries more sentimental value than your ragged old pushie.
He will never forget the happy tears the moment you were reunited with hambo. All of the journey to meet the witch was totally worth it.
“Hambo is guarding it?” Jungkook speaks softly, as he can sense you’re slowly entering the sentimental zone. With your eyes look watery than usual. Hambo is your baby, it will always bring tears to your eyes.
“Thank you, baby.” Jungkook gets up and bends a little to leave a kiss on your head. “Lady Rainicorn will be so happy she got her red line back,” He continued as he walked to your unused fridge. Really. It was just a metaphor to have it because you don’t eat. You only sucked anything red. The fridge is useless.
“You hang out with Lady Rainicorn too much,” you muttered under your breath, still sulking.
Finally, Jungkook sighs with relief. This is why you’re a little upset. Stealing his stuff and avoiding him. You’re jealous.
“Everyone loves Lady Rainicorn. I don’t even understand her language. Why does everyone love her?” You childishly kick the air with you dangling legs from the sofa.
“Lady Rainicorn is friendly,” Jungkook answered.
“You’re saying I’m not?!” Suddenly a dark cloud looming over your figure. Fist balled up. Oh Jungkook will get it.
Suddenly a pair of arms sneaking from behind your neck, your nose catches his sweet bubblegum scent first before his fluffy cotton candy hair caresses the side of your head. A wet smooch landed on your cheek. “You are not not friendly, you’re scary. But I love you and that’s okay,” Jungkook says gently.
A tugging on your lips almost breaking you to grin sillily and the fangs isn’t helping.
“I am scary?” You asked. That is to you the biggest compliment anyone can give. Of course, a vampire has to be scary.
Jungkook fake gasp, “the scariest!” And he giggled at your blushing face. Nuzzling his nose on your neck. “Tickles! You stupid,” you’re trying to get away from his grasp but he holds you tighter. Laughter booming from you. “That’s my princess. I gotta go. Please don’t be sulky anymore, okay.” Jungkook ruffles your hair as he stands up straighter. Ready to head back to his lab.
“I’ll see you tonight. Oh by the way, I know you stole the crayons, I saw you and I just let you lure the guards to sleep. And you’re stupidly cute tippy toeing around my lab. It’s so much fun to see how immersed you are. You don’t even know I ‘m watching you the whole time.” Jungkook tease before he bolted out of the house, just before he heard you gasp and you elevated the ax bass with your power.
Throwing the ax to him but he was too fast. The ax is stuck on the door.
“Jungkook you little shit!”