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“Eomma? Appa? Your beloved son has returned!”

”Jimin-ah! Chickpea! We are in the kitchen. Drop everything in the livingroom and sit down, you are right on time for dinner. It’s just Kimchi Bokkeumbap, nothing too impressive, but –“

”Eomma, I told you. No matter what the two of you cook, it’ll always be my favourite food.”, Jimin bends down to hug his parents and give them a kiss on their cheek, “I’m sorry it took forever for me to come by. Work has been busy. A bit too busy if you ask me. It’s as if no one needs to go to work anymore and are spending all their time at ‘ChickTea’. Which is great for business, but as a small business owner it is stressing me out.”

”Chick, it’s all good. We told you to go to Seoul and follow your dreams.”, Jimin’s dad says, “I knew you would succeed and with success follows hard work. The only thing I’m surprised about is that the name ChickTea works.”, the man chuckles.



”I don’t care if it works or not. I needed part of you with me in Seoul, with you calling me chickpea at all times, it just made sense that I changed the P into a T. That way, it’s your nickname for me and the indication that we serve tea. Do you know what I call that appa?”

”Do tell son.”

”Smart and original. Unlike your suggestion at the time, ‘Books N Tea.”, Jimin winks at his dad, dodging his hand just in time, saving himself from a slap on the head.

”Sit down Chickpea, you look so tired. I’m worried baby. Are you staying over? Tell me you aren’t driving home?”, His mother questions him, while placing a plate of rice in front of him.

”I am staying this entire weekend, if that’s okay? I’m sorry I dropped in without asking.”, Jimin apologises, for what he feels is the hundred time that evening.

”You are welcome any time, son. You know that. At least now your mother will stop nagging me that you don’t come home enough and that you are working too hard.”, Jimin’s mother blushes at that, but doesn’t deny it.

”I’m here to spend time with you and to take my mind of work for a little. Soo-ah noona  and Kwang-soo hyung promised me they would be able to handle it with the two of them and the twins have a younger brother, Jungwoo, who always helps out on busy days. I have faith in the three of them.”

”It still blows my mind that you are able of already having two fulltime staff members and a student to help you out, only three years after starting your business. That just speaks how blessed I was the day I had you. My smart, beautiful, humble, kind baby.”

”Eomma, stop it.”, Jimin blushes.

”I will never stop telling you the truth chickpea.”

”Is it the truth though? Or are you just biased?”

”Jiminie, when will you accept compliments, my boy. Being humble is one thing, deciphering yourself is a whole other thing. The opinion of some school children is the last thing that should stick around in your head, baby. They were just mean for the sake of ‘surviving’ high school. Guaranteed, if you look those kids up now, they probably aren’t in the position you are in. At the time they were good with words, but words get you nowhere. I’m proud of my chickpea.”

”Thanks Eomma. I love you.”, Jimin has always had a good bond with his parents, something he is very grateful for. They keep him sane at all times, which is something he needs more than he likes to admit.

”What brought you here this weekend though? You could have taken time off any time, so why now?”, Jimin’s dad asks, sharing his curious nature with his son.

”Well, seeing as it’s both your birthdays soon, I thought I could come home and maybe look around at the attic for some gift inspiration. You know I’ll never just give money, or flowers. I love giving flowers, but they are for everyday things, I want your gift to be original. Something you won’t expect, but will be very meaningful.”

”You don’t have to get us anything. Just celebrate it with us, that is more than enough.”

”Eomma, I know, but I do want to give you something. Besides, who knows what hidden treasures are lying around on the attic? I might get to know you and appa a bit better.”


Jimin and his parents enjoy the rest of their food together, watch an episode of his parents’ favourite drama and while their son has no clue what’s going on, he enjoys it all the same because he is simply surrounded by his parents and that is what he need the most right now. Falling asleep in his childhood bedroom is always an experience. Watching all his old posters of some kpop idols he lost his crush on over time, actors and his favourite anime characters brings back so many memories, it puts a smile on his face.

The next day, Jimin makes his way to the attic, while his parents spend all their time in the garden planting their son’s favourite flowers. Their garden might be small, but it is Jimin’s favourite place in his family’s home. Climbing on the stairs to the attic, he crawls inside. With the ceiling being so low, Jimin can’t stand up, but he doesn’t mind. Crawling works too, as long as he can reach the boxes, he is more than fine. Opening the first box, there isn’t much in there, some old clothes his mother was going to donate, but probably didn’t have time for and then totally forgot about, in the second box there’s some old wooden toys Jimin played with a lot as a toddler but then grew out of and moved onto other things. He has no idea why his parents are keeping them, but he is sure they have their reasons. Box after box he opens, without finding anything interesting. He knows what he is looking for, but at this point he isn’t sure the box is even here. Maybe, his mother keeps it safe underneath her bed. Crawling to the last box, one that is taped close unlike the others he has encountered, he notices the title on top written in black marker. ‘My loves’ it says, with a heart drawn next to it. BINGO! Jimin remembers giggling at the title of the box the first time he ever laid eyes upon it and even now he finds it endearingly cute. Who knew his mother could be such a fangirl? His dad, at first, was very jealous of her love for her favourite band, not once did he like the idea of being shared with six men, but once she married him and put that box on the attic, he got over it and even admitted to liking their music.

 

Taking out the first vinyl out of the box, he already loves the old-fashioned hairstyles, the rhinestone studded, bright suits and the shiny brown dress shoes. Their gelled back hair looks a little ridiculous to him, but solely because their hair looks too good to put gel in. Looking at the men on the cover, they seem familiar, though he doesn’t know who they remind him off. Scanning over the covers quickly, he gets an idea for his mother’s birthday. He is going to remake the covers of their albums, but by posing as each member. Not only that, he’ll also sing some of their songs. Both his parents have always loved his voice and while he has no plans to pursue any singing career, he doesn’t mind singing a few songs for her.


”Eomma!”, Jimin calls her, while stepping into the garden, “Can I borrow your Bangtan Albums?”

”Oh, My Loves? Well… As long as you bring them back to me, in perfect condition chickpea. You are my first love, but if you hurt my boys, I will hunt you down.”

”I thought appa was your first love?”, Jimin asks.

”Son, I am the eighth man on your mother’s list. You are number one, Bangtan takes places two to seven and I’m number eight. Don’t worry. I’m used to it. Though it breaks my heart. She married me, not those idols.”, His father grumbles playfully.

”Well, appa, you are my favourite man. My BTS men have the second to seventh place on my list too. You are my number one.”, He puts his head on his dad’s shoulder, looks up and bats his eyes.

”I knew I raised you right.”

”If you had raised him right mister, his eomma would be in first place.”, his mother complains.

”Eomma, don’t be upset, you are on my favourite woman list and you take all the places. From one until infinitely. No one can beat you.”

”Okay, your appa’s correct, we did raise you right. Thank you for lying to me, but I don’t care, because it was just too sweet.”

”I didn’t lie though. Soo-ah is nice and all, but she isn’t you. She most definitely didn’t raise me to be me. The only thing she does is annoying me and complaining about everything. She is lucky I like her,”, Jimin giggles.

”She keeps you on your toes though.”, his mum replies.

”So do you and Kwang-soo. Those twins… Yikes. If that’s what it is like to have siblings, I’m happy I’m an only child.”, the gold blonde giggles, happy his coworkers can't hear him right now. 

The next day, Jimin and his parents have a gameboard day. Scrabble, Monopoly and Pictionary all get played, fried chicken gets ordered and devoured. At 8pm, Jimin gets back in his car to drive back home. Rolling down his window, he waves one last time at his parents, but before he can actually press the gas pedal, his mother stands next to him, giving him one last kiss on his cheek.

”I’m going to miss you baby. Come back soon, okay?”, She combs her fingers through his hair one last time.

”I’ll be back for your and dad's birthdays Eomma.”, Jimin smiles, leaning into the touch.

”Promise?”

”Pinkie promise.”

”My boy, I love you so much. Don’t bring a gift. You are the best gift I could have ever had.”, giving him a kiss on his forehead, she finally tells him to close the window.

”I want one though! A gift! Your presence is great, but a gift would be appreciated!”, He hears his dad yell before his window closes fully, making Jimin chuckle.



It takes him until Wednesday to finally look at the Vinyls. Work had been so busy, and with Soo-Ah and Kwang-Soo taking over the store during the weekend, he gave them each a day off. Neither one wanted to take their free day, but Jimin insisted. In order for no one to have a burnout, he demands for his employees to take time off whenever they are exhausted. Wednesday evening, once he finished his food and got himself a cup of tea, he takes out the first vinyl. Something really seems familiar about it, but he is just too tired to figure out what. On the TV, that is playing in the background, an ad for his favourite boyband’s new album pops up. Normally he pays his full attention to it. Having a crush on all of them and his bias changing every few weeks, he loves staring at them, but he needs to focus on his mum’s gift now and he’ll gladly sacrifices his time with his six dreamy men for it. Besides, he has the advertisement recorded on his DVR, saved on his IG and bookmarked on Twitter.

Going through all the records, he is deciding on which ones to use to recreate. The more he looks at his mother’s favourite idols, the more he understands why she loves them so much. Not only do they have that classic look, their voices are smooth like honey. For a moment, Jimin doubts whether his idea of covering their songs is a good idea, but seeing as he is his mother’s favourite man, he guesses he can at least give it a try. If she doesn’t like it, he can still buy her the most beautiful bouquet of flowers. Though knowing his parents, they’ll tell him it’s the best gift ever.



Finally his eyes fall on a cover he really loves. It’s a black and white picture that reminds him of the Beatles, though Bangtan, according to Jimin, is much better than that British band. Writing down what outfits and props he’ll need to recreate the cover, he puts on the album he is currently looking at. While ordering some clothes online, clothes that look exactly like what the six men are wearing, Jimin finds himself humming along to their songs. At first, he is proud of himself for knowing his mum’s favourite songs, but when the next song comes on, the gold blonde boy is confused once more. He can swear this song sounds exactly like his own favourite song, by his favourite band, just a little more jazzy. Either he is going crazy or it really sounds the same. He’ll look into it once the costumes, some film for his old camera and some empty cd’s are ordered. If he could he’d put it on a vinyl as well, but a cd will do.

He never gets to look into how similar the old and new version of Mikrokosmos sound, or if those songs just carry the same name, but sound nothing alike, seeing as he falls asleep on his sofa, with his laptop, still opened on the online store he was looking at, on his lap, the song completely forgotten. The next morning, he continues to browse for the props he needs to take those photos while keeping an eye on new customers, though he has no clue where he’ll find an old-fashioned drum. With how calm the morning his, he makes quite a lot of progress, though the drums stay a mystery to him. The only ones he does find online are very expensive and while he isn’t poor, he also can’t afford them.



”Jimin, anyone paying attention to you would think you’d live in the 50’s. You can just edit that drum in and before you tell me that editing isn’t authentic to that time period, you know you will have to edit the photo anyway, because you can’t split yourself in 6 people to take that picture. You will have to take six pictures and edit them into one. That extra bit of editing is not going to make a difference.”, Kwang-soo chuckles.

”Hyung, I’m not an idiot. I know I can edit it in. There’s just one issue. I have no clue how to put my six pictures into one, let alone to find a drum picture and put that in it as well…”, Jimin sighs, "maybe I should just give my mum flowers."

”Soo-ah is a pro at editing, I’m sure she’ll help out. She loved making the menus and the flyers, this is probably child’s play. Also, our dad has a small studio at his place and I play several instruments. Both of us can help you out with the cd.”

”Wait, how do you know I’m going to sing songs?”

”Jiminie”, Kwang-soo smiles, “you have talked about doing this for two years now. I’m surprised you are actually doing it now and last minute at that. Besides, we all adore your voice, so maybe you can make a second copy that we can play here in the cafe when we are sick of our usual playlists.”

”Maybe. Let’s see if I can do those songs justice first.”, Jimin says, closing his laptop, then make his way to the few customers that walked in.

”I’m sure you’ll do great boss!”, Kwang-soo holds up his two thumbs, a big smile plastered on his face.

The gold blonde does ask Soo-ah, if she can edit the album cover for him and maybe help him out with taking those pictures. She gladly agrees and tells him she’ll do his make up as well. When Jimin is ready to complain about it, she tells him that even though the picture will be in black and white, he can’t be too shiny, hence the layer of makeup. He sighs, then agrees, he’ll do whatever he needs to do give his mum the best present he can come up with. Soo-ah also agrees to assist him on his dad’s gift. She isn’t a pro at taking pictures, but she also isn’t the worst. As long as Jimin can make a photo album for him with reimagined old pictures, but also a few new ones, he’ll be happy.

Over the course of the next two weeks, Jimin, Kwang-soo and Soo-ah work diligently on his parents' surprise. Though, every day someone mentions how much Bangtan’s songs sound like BTS’ no one puts in more research to see whether their thoughts are right or wrong, due to finishing the project and reaching their deadline. With the help of Kwang-soo’s father, Jimin even learns how to hit some of the highest notes in these songs and while he sounds incredible, he does grumble inwardly about the songs being too hard. Someone should have told Bangtan to make those songs a little easier to sing, that way their fans would not constantly butchered those songs, even now on YouTube with new fans singing those songs, they just never sound right and it’d be easier for other artists to cover them. Even now, with the band having been inactive for years and most of the members presumably not being alive anymore, they gain new fans every single day, including big artists, who refuse to cover Bangtan songs as they are that hard, these singers would never reach that level of perfection and they know it themselves all too well.

Wrapping both projects up, two days before his mum’s birthday and four days before his dad grows a year older, he’s happy he managed all of it right on time. That night, he sits himself in front of the computer and listens to his versions of the Bangtan songs and once again thinks to himself that most of these songs really are familiar. Opening his spotify, he plays the song on the top of the list, which is his favourite BTS song of all time and a song he remembers humming along to, in the Bangtan version. Listening to the versions, he notices how similar they actually are, while one of them is more jazz, the other one is more pop, but the lyrics, the melody… It is the same. Pinching himself several times in his arm, he realises he isn’t dreaming and all of this is real. Maybe BTS’ favourite band was Bangtan too? Or maybe this is just one song and his brain provided him with the rest of the story. All of this can be purely coincidental. Maybe BTS has covers from other artists. It’s not that weird though? Ah, he is probably going crazy, with having worked on both presents, while keeping a business alive. For now, the gold blonde man goes to bed, he can always continue to compare the songs with each other another day, when he’s more awake and less prone to imagining things.

On Thursday, the last day that week Jimin can actually listen to his mum’s albums, he doubts she is going to borrow them to him any longer, he takes a random one from the box and puts it on. Listening to the song that starts, he realises he knows this one too, but not as jazzy as this version. Just like with Mikrokosmos, he knows a version of Spring Day that is more pop ballad. Going over the title names, he notices that a lot of them are similar to the BTS songs he knows. ‘Blood, Sweat and Tears’, ‘Not Today’, ‘Life Goes On’, ‘Magic Shop’, ‘Love Maze’ and even ‘21st Century Girl’, though that is called ’20 Century Girl’, but it is the same song, Shazam has that one confirmed, just like all the songs he listened to. Shazam recognises them as BTS songs, and the Google Humming option gives both BTS and Bangtan as an option. Looking up pictures of BTS and holding the Bangtan vinyl cases against them, he really sees no difference between them. Not even a different nose, a different colour eye or a different shape of mouth. They are identical.

”Their families have incredible genes if they look this much alike, that is if they are even related? Maybe they are just vampires.”, Jimin giggles at the thought, “Vampires. This is definitely not Twilight.”

Searching for the Bangtan members’ names, they are also exactly the same as the BTS’ members. Grandchildren maybe? Though, no family members are added to the Bangtan singers' profiles, no parents, no partners, no children, not even siblings. Just the six of them. Trying to find out more about BTS, he finds their official pages on social media, but once again, family names are nowhere to be find. Not even blood types, shoe sizes or heights can be found. What he does find for both bands are their birthdates, which are once again exactly the same. Another thing that is missing is a disband date for Bangtan or any death dates. Now, even with their good genes and their healthy lifestyles, it seems impossible to Jimin that all six members are still alive. Maybe they just never officially disbanded? Though he also can’t find anything about them just ending their activities as a band or them falling ill. No old articles, nothing... Everything seems to be cloaked by a layer of mystery. Sure, at the time, there was nothing like social media or online magazines and newspapers, but with the amount of old articles uploaded on the internet, you’d think he’d find something. At least one of them not being alive anymore. With Bangtan having been that popular, someone must have written something? Jimin's brain is all over the place and it's driving him a little insane.

”Maybe they really are vampires?”, The gold blonde snorts at that, “Jiminie, Pabo. Though, what if their light skin in pictures isn’t whitewashing, but them actually being undead? Then again… If they were, they would not have a reflection? Right? Isn’t that something all the legends have told us? Well, maybe they need a better make-up artist then? Or a new editor?”

For a hot minute Jimin is distracted. Vampires, at this point, doesn’t sound too stupid, but they also aren’t real. Or maybe they are? Would it be that unlikely? They could have just spread a rumour that all those stories are just old tales. That’s what he would do if he were a vampire. Live amongst humans, hide in plain sight, then hypnotize them in believing their lies as lore. Oof, he’s tired. No wonder he loves reading this much, maybe one day he should try to write a book himself, he clearly has the imagination for it, especially when he's sleepy. Vampires. Everyone knows they don’t exist.

Placing all the vinyls back in the box, he places them neatly by the door, next to the overnight bag he placed there earlier. Closing his laptop, he puts it on top of his desk. This weekend, he’ll just check mails on his phone, but he hopes people just leave him be. It is his parents' birthday after all. The cafe is actually closed for the weekend, seeing as Soo-ah and Kwang-soo both wanted those day off as well. Closing during the weekend isn’t the smartest move, but 'ChickTea' has been doing amazing, they can afford it this one time. Besides, he’ll close his business any day, if it means he gets to see his parents. Jimin will always prioritize his family before money and his career.


”Eomma, Appa! Happy Birthday To you!”, Jimin walks into the living room with a box filled with different desserts and candles placed on top of those, “I know you don’t like cake, but I thought dessert can never hurt, so I bought some eclairs, tompouce, Boule de Berlin and donuts along. Please blow out the candles, before I set this box on fire and the chocolate on top of these desserts melt.”

Once the pastries have been devoured and the movie has been chosen, ‘The wizard of Oz’, Jimin’s mother looks at her son with a serious look on her face.

”Chickpea, where are my loves?”, She asks him, worry audible through her voice.

”In the hallway eomma. I’ll put them back on the attic once dinner is finished. Thank you for letting me borrow them.”

”Of course sweetheart. Everything for you. Were you able to use them?”

”Yes I was. You’ll see it later today. For now, let’s start this film. I was promised an old film marathon.”

Getting up from his spot on the little sofa, he walks to his parents and sits in between them. His head on his father’s shoulder while holding his mother’s hand. He knows it’s his parents’ birthday weekend, but he is definitely the one who is receiving gifts, his parents’ love, care and friendship.

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”Son, We have watched three films now, my patience isn’t that great. I told you to bring me a gift, for my birthday. Where is it?”, his dad looks at him, gently caressing his hair.

”Dad, your birthday isn’t till Sunday. If anyone gets a present, it is mum, it’s her actual birthday.”

”Get of my shoulder then, you mama’s boy.”, Jimin’s appa playfully pushes him off.

”Here eomma, I hope you like it.”, the gold blonde hands his present over to his mum, a little nervous that she isn’t going to enjoy it.

Opening the gift, she immediately squeals, then coos, then hugs it close.

”Oh my! My boy is so handsome and I’m having you six times on this cover. Oof! While posing as my loves? Honey, if you tell me the cd inside isn’t for show and carries your angelic voice, I’ll descend to Heaven immediately.”

”Then no, there’s nothing on there.”, Jimin quickly replies.

”There isn’t?”, His mother says surprised, having seen the tracklist on the back.

”I mean, I did cover those songs, but I don’t want you to leave me behind and go to Heaven just yet. Those angels up there can wait longer.”

”Come here baby, let eomma hug you close. Yeobo, can you please but the cd on? I want to hear my chickpea’s voice.”

Listening to the songs, his mother grows really quiet, hugs her son a little closer while trying to hide the happy tears that are falling from her eyes. She regrets not having her boy sing more in his life. With a voice like his, he could have become an idol, easily. Though, when he told her at the age of 15 that he wanted to open a Tea place where people can read books and swap them with a book of their own if they want to keep it, she supported him wholeheartedly, even if that meant not listening to his voice at all times. Jimin being happy has always been her main priority, it still is her goal in life. Every time he smiles, she knows she has succeeded.

The next day, Saturday, they go out for a walk on the beach. It’s as if half of the neighbourhood knows that Jimin is back home that weekend, seeing as they encounter so many familiar faces. One by one, they pinch his cheeks, coo over how adorable he looks, ask him about his hair routine and what colour hair dye he uses. More than once he has to disappoint them by telling him that it’s his natural hair colour, which they should know seeing as his hair colour has always been the same and no way would his parents allow him to dye his hair from the moment he had some. Both of his parents have no idea why their son has his very light hair, but seeing as his eye colour is also more green than brown, they just add it to him being a miracle. As a child, for the longest time, he had very blonde hair and blue eyes, but over time some more brown seeped into his hair and eyes, resulting in the gold blonde locks and green irises with specks of brown, blue and yellow.

The light breeze in their hair, the sun kissing their skin and the water caressing their feet, all three Park members feel at peace. Ever since Jimin was young, they would spend as much time as they could on the beach, from picnic’s, to just lounging around, to watching the stars, to having water fights, the weather never mattered. If the Parks weren’t at home, they were at the beach. That still hasn’t changed, despite it mostly being Mr and Mrs Park on their own. Now, with Jimin walking in between them, their arms linked together, his mum and dad feel whole again and so does the gold blonde boy.

Jimin ends up in a water fight with his father, while his mother cheers on her chickpea.

”Jimin! Come here! Let me dunk you into the water as payback for stealing your mother away from me.”, his dad yells.

”That’s your own fault old man! If you had behaved instead of doing any hanky-panky, you would have been her number one!”, Jimin counters, a wicked gleam in his eyes, "That's a lie though! You’d still be number 7. Bangtan for life!”

With an evil cackle Jimin runs as fast as can, outrunning his father with ease. For the first time in a while, he feels free, relaxed, elated. This is exactly what he needed, the sea, the sand, the sun and the banter. Maybe moving to Seoul was a mistake, he could have started ChickTea in Busan as well, but then again, would he even open his business? Whenever the sea would call his name, Jimin would definitely close his place and come here. Maybe Seoul wasn’t the worst idea, at least the city motivates him to actually work.



On Sunday, during breakfast, Jimin finally gives his present to his dad. He wanted to give it earlier, but seeing as his dad kept nagging him for his gift Jimin just kept it hidden in his room. Watching his dad pout the entire weekend was a proper form of entertainment for him and his mum.

”FINALLY! Jiminie, I promise you, when it’s your birthday, I’m making you wait until 1 minute before midnight to open your gift! I’m serious mister. Bullying your father comes with consequences.”

Ripping the paper from the gift, he immediately notices baby Jimin on the cover of the book and his heart melts.

”Oh my, look at that baby. Our son was adorable as a baby.”

”Appa, Am I not cute anymore?”, Jimin bats his eyelashes.

”Now you are a brat! A cute brat, but a brat none the less. This is already adorable… Fine, on your birthday, I won’t be too harsh. I’ll just make you wait until after dinner.”

”That’s still long enough. Maybe I should just come over for dinner then. That way I don’t have to wait too long.”, the gold blonde sticks out his tongue, his dad just rolls his eyes.

  

Opening the photobook, his dad keeps cooing, then points at a picture, shows it to his wife and talks about all the memories they made on those specific days. Their son loves hearing all the stories, because while his childhood was riddled with bullies, while he was at home and on the beach, he was safe from all the hardship this world threw at him. Battling his problems with his mum and dad by his side, made his stronger in so many ways, but it also made them a tight-knit family.

”Oh, eomma, appa, can you excuse me for a minute. I have a phone call. I’ll be right back. Continue watching the photos. I put a lot of work into it!”, Jimin tells them loudly while closing the hallway door.

”Hello, is this Park Jimin?”, the friendly voice on the other side of the phone requires.

”Yes, that is correct.”

”Good. Mr Park, a few weeks ago, you have entered a competition to win a date with BTS and we are delighted to say that you have won.”

”Excuse me? What? I won, a competition? Me? Park Jimin? I won something?”, Jimin replies, completely flabbergasted.

“Do you remember filling in a quiz about everything BTS? We have ten winners. Where number ten gets a signed poster and an album, number one gets to go on a date with BTS, that they will plan, you will be picked up from your home and dropped off there, you’ll receive a goodie bag and there are no expenses whatsoever for you. The only thing you need to do, is choose a date, I have just sent you a calendar with available days still left and then wait for the mail with further instructions. BTS will tell you what attire to wear, whether you need to bring something. Are you interested?”

”Am I interested? Is that even a question?” Jimin squeals, then realises the woman on the other side on the phone is probably not too thrilled with his screaming and repeating all the questions, “I’m sorry. I’m a little excited, but I would love to accept this prize, that is if you haven’t given it to someone else, someone who is less… loud.”

”Don’t worry Mister Park. The prize is still yours. To be honest, if you hadn’t been this loud, I wouldn’t have believed that you were actually excited. It’s good to know that this date with BTS goes to someone who will actually want to be there. Not someone who entered the competition solely to make people around them jealous.”, The woman reassures him, “I will let the boys know. Have a fabulous rest of your day and enjoy your date with BTS.”

"Thank you. you too! I mean, not the date with BTS, but please do enjoy your day!", Jimin facepalms himself, a little too hard.

Hanging up, he does a silent happy dance, in order to not scare his parents if they hear him yell out of the blue, then he runs back to the kitchen with the biggest smile on his face. Both parents are still very invested in the picture book, but when Jimin rapidly stomps his feet on the tile he is standing on, his parents look up.

”I. have. won. a. competition. tomeetbts.”, he rushes the last part of his sentence.

”Excuse me, what now? I did not catch that chickpea.”, His mother says kindly, inviting her son to repeat the sentence again, but slower.

”I have won a competition to meet BTS!”, Jimin whisper yells, scared that someone else might hear it and steal his prize from him.

”Oh! My baby is going to meet his six future husbands! My praying has been paying off!”, his mother celebrates.

”Eomma? Since when are you religious?”, Jimin says, incredulously.

”I’m not, but that doesn’t mean that I have not been asking the universe to give you a perfect husband, preferably six, who will take good care of you, respect you and love you for you. I honestly don’t care what your future partners identify as, what they look like, who they believe in, as long as they treat you like their entire world and love you with everything they have, I’m going to be more than happy. Besides six men can love you a whole lot more than one, take it from me.”, She winks at her son, ignoring the annoyed huff coming from her husband.



Sunday evening, while opening his door and dragging in his weekend bag, he already misses his parents. Their afternoon had been perfect and quiet, just like how his dad likes it. A few homemade snacks, sitting together in the garden, trying to see animals in the clouds while listening to some music, that most definitely wasn’t Bangtan.

Walking into the hallway, he hears a crunchy sound coming from underneath his feet. Looking down, he sees a white envelope with a fancy seal to hold it close. It looks quite old, which creeps the gold blonde out a little, but his curious nature takes the upper hand which is why he ends up opening that letter.



”BigHit works fast, but BTS works faster. Did I not just accept this prize a few hours ago? Did they have this letter already and were they just waiting for me to accept? Or is this a generic letter, to which they only had to add any name? Weren't they supposed to send a mail? Also, the cursive handwriting… Isn’t that how vampires would write? Maybe I should just decline? Or bring some holy water and garlic…”, Jimin shakes his head, “You really are a pabo, Jiminie. They are just six guys who probably just want to be a little dramatic for the fun of it. I can’t blame them.”

Putting the reminder in his phone to take the letter with him next Saturday, he then texts Kwang-Soo and Soo-ah with the exact date of his BTS meetup. Both of them tell him they’ll keep the place open without him. Jungwoo, their younger sibling, will be present as well. They also tell him to put his phone on silent, to make sure no one distracts him that day. How else is he going to score six husbands? Jimin rolls his eyes at that. He doesn’t really understand why everyone wants him to get married so badly, but he is happy that so far no one would be grossed out about him dating multiple people.

Sleep doesn’t come to him that night. Jimin is still buzzing with excitement of having won that competition. His mind offers him way too many ideas of what they might be planning for their date, though he has no clue what the members actually like to do. Not being able to fall asleep, he takes his laptop and opens it. Opening a new tab, he starts to look up more information on Bangtan and BTS, still stuck on the idea of them maybe being related to each other. An hour later, sitting in the dark with the light of the computer reflecting on him, the only thing he found are a bunch of rumours on both bands and surprisingly, both bands have to deal with exactly the same ones.

”Either they are married, dating or brothers. Must be confusing to found that out about yourself, especially when you don’t know yourself what’s up yet.”, Jimin mumbles to himself, “They do look good together, very comfortable around each other. Both sets of idols do have heart eyes when they are together. What do I know though, it’s not as if I’ve ever had someone who looked at me like that. Would I be surprised if they were dating? Maybe a little bit? BTS keeps calling each other ‘Bro’ though, maybe that’s a new way of saying ‘Bae’? Also, if Bangtan actually dated each other, that would explain why there are never any partners mentioned on those public profiles. BTS also don’t have partners currently, or not that we are aware of, maybe they are keeping them secret?”

Closing his laptop, he puts his head down on his pillow. If his brain was working hard before, it’s going in overdrive right now. The similarities between both bands are freaking him out a little out. The fact that both bands even had the same rumours going on… He wonders how BTS feels when they read those rumours? In a society that doesn’t really accept gay people just yet, it can't be easy to deal with... For Bangtan it would have been even worse. Could they even come out at all? Jimin feels extra lucky now, he never had to come out, his parents just knew, so when he wanted to tell them, they smiled, hugged him close and told him it was fine. It saddens him that not everyone has a story like his, he just hopes Bangtan was happy, no matter who they were dating and that BTS is able to be themselves in this day and age.

The next week goes by like any other week. Fast, with little to no breaks and barely no sleep. If Jimin isn’t working in ‘ChickTea’, the gold blonde is trying to stay on top of the place’s book keeping, he is cleaning the place, ordering everything he is running low on or reading up on new teas and books. As a small business owner, he is always busy. Closing up the cafe on Friday, he tells Kwang-soo and Soo-ah, good night. It’s only when he tells them he’ll see them tomorrow that they remind him of his BTS date.

”Boss, if you show up tomorrow, we will personally kick you out.”, Kwang-soo threatens Jimin.

”Yes, you should go get your future husbands. Wiggle your hips a little, bat your eyelashes, pout. You know, use what god has given you and get yourself rich, successful, talented boyfriends.”, Soo-ah smirks.

”The only thing I’ve been given is a bum, eyes and lips… Yikes… I thought I could at least impress them with my brain, my sense of humour and my heart.”, Jimin replies, sighing dramatically.

”Especially that heart of yours, that is hidden behind your well-formed –“

”Noona! Djeezes! My eyes are up here woman! Are you sure you actually work in this place? Or are you undressing me mentally  instead of doing your job?”, The gold blonde covers his chest with his arms, wishing his shirt was made out of a sturdier fabric.

”Don’t worry Min, I’m very happy with my boyfriend. I’m just saying, shake what your momma gave you.”

”I do not want to hear any of it anymore. This is creeping me out. Bye bye! See you Sunday!”

”Unless they ask you to stay over. Then stay over.”

”Hyung, I don’t sleep with people on the first date. I am a man of principle. No matter how handsome any date might be, my eomma and appa told me to not give myself fully away. A little mystery makes them come back.”, Jimin winks, then chuckles. As if BTS would ask him to stay over or would want to spend more time with him than the one day he has been promised.



The next day, a text wakes Jimin up at 8am, telling him to be ready by 10 and to not forget his letter. To also dress in something outdoorsy, seeing as they are going to take him hiking, despite the rain forecast. Still feeling tired, seeing as he didn’t sleep all that well due to nerves, he walks into his shower. Cold water splashes over him for a few minutes until it becomes uncomfortable, then he switches to warmer water. It did the trick though, Jimin feels a little more awake. Once he’s out from under the water, he dries himself off, puts on his bathrobe and walks into the kitchen to toast some bread. He might bake some pastries to sell at ‘ChickTea’, but it’s not his favourite part of the job. Whenever he doesn’t have to cook or bake, he doesn’t. Toast with butter and strawberry Jam and a cup of tea is his go to breakfast, he doesn’t need more than that to start his day.



Once he’s done brushing his teeth and dressing himself in his favourite blue, white and red tracksuit, he combs his hair and puts on his shoes. In his bag he only puts an umbrella, a raincoat, his house keys and his wallet, he doesn’t want to pack too heavy seeing as the temperature outside is quite warm. Taking one last look in the mirror, and grabbing the invitation, he steps outside at 9.59am.

A minute later, at 10am sharp, a sleek black car arrives in front of his door. Showing his letter to the driver, he just smiles and nods. Sitting next to the man, Jimin doesn’t really know what to say to him. He might be an extravert at work, but he is most definitely an introvert outside of it. Watching the road, he notices that how further they get, how little houses there still are. They are clearly getting away from the city, closer and closer to the forest. Turning left, they drive onto a small sandy road and the only thing at this point can think about it ‘Twilight’.

Ten minutes later, the car stops at a big house, with massive glass windows. The door and the rest of the house is light brown. It is probably the most modern house he’s ever seen. His apartment and the tea place are old places, build with bricks. This place seems build out of natural materials. It looks so light and relaxing. ‘Twilight’.



”If they have graduation caps hanging on their walls, I’m out.”, Jimin mumbles to himself, though if they are vampires, they might have heard that, he thinks to himself.

”You must be Jimin!”, Six men are standing in the doorway, all looking at Jimin with the biggest smile on their faces.

”They heard me, they definitely heard me… oh boy…”, Jimin whispers, trying to not jump back into the car and telling the driver to just go.

”Come on in. I hope you don’t mind waiting a little bit. I told all of them to be ready now, but of course, some of them just don’t know what it means to be on time. I’m Jin by the way, the oldest and the one who has to nag the other five at all times because they love to disrespect me.”, the idol chuckles.

Jimin smiles and follows them inside the house. No caps, no coffins and while walking past the kitchen he does notice fresh garlic lying in a basket. No vampires then. Or maybe? The gold blonde feels himself relax a little, but he is still cautious. He just can’t afford to be eaten today, people still expect him home tonight.

”Have you eaten? I can make you breakfast? Or do you want something to drink? Maybe a question you want to ask? Do you need anything? I’m Hoseok by the way, but my friends call me Hobi.”, The man looks at him, waiting for an answer.

”Ehm, I had breakfast, I’m not thirsty, and ehm… Why hiking in rainy weather?”

”Good, we’ll be leaving soon. Knowing Jin hyung, he is telling the others off right now. Also, to answer your question, we always go out when it’s raining. That way there are less people about, less people that might know us, want pictures and what not. It’s not that we don’t want to take photos with our fans, but once we start, we never seem to stop.”, Hoseok answers honestly, “hence why we go hiking in the rain.”

”So, it’s not to play baseball?”, the gold blonde asks, while looking at Hobi walking past a mirror and noticing a reflection. Halleluja.

”Baseball? In stormy weather? Why would we do that?”

”Ha, I don’t know, just… Silly me I guess.”, Jimin rubs his neck and looks down at feet, trying to look away from the piercing look the other is giving him. ‘Why? To mask your insanely hard hits with a bat every time the thunder rumbles’, Jimin thinks again, happy that no one can actually read his mind. He would make such a fool of himself.

”Okay, with everyone ready, finally, let us introduce ourselves. Jimin, meet Jungkook, Taehyung, Namjoon and Yoongi. You’ve met Hobi and I expect he has told you his name. Once again, I’m Jin. Though, I’m quite sure you get to call all of us hyung. Unless… we read your contest file wrong?”

”I’m sure you didn’t. I am younger than all of you. That is correct.”, Jimin stops talking after that, not knowing what to say anymore. This situation is surreal. Here he is, in the same room as his favourite idols, in their actual house and all he can think about is them being potential vampires, solely because they look like his mother’s favourite singers. If he had known he’d be such a mess today, he would have called in sick. On the other hand, he also doesn't want to come across as a crazed fan, so admitting to knowing quite a lot about them, including their names, just feels wrong to him. 

”Well then Jimin, are you ready to go hiking with your new hyungs?”, Jungkook asks him, “Don’t worry, we didn’t take a too difficult road to walk on and we’ll be there to help you.

”I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, I guess. Are we sure this is a good idea though?”

”Are you still worried we are going to play baseball in the rain?”, Hoseok looks at the younger, who by now is groaning loudly while his face is hidden in his hands.

”Baseball? In the rain? That sounds like so much fun! We should actually do that! Don’t we have bats in the garage somewhere?”, Taehyung wonders out loud, excited about a potential game of baseball in the rain.

”Why baseball though? That’s quite random. Besides, if there’s a sport I don’t like to play, it’s baseball.”, Yoongi admits.

”Hyung! That’s a lie though! You watch it all the time!”, Namjoon says loudly, pointing his finger at his older bandmate.

”Joon-ah, there’s a difference between watching and playing. It’s a very thrilling game to watch, but to play it myself? You know I have a bad shoulder.”, Yoongi touches his shoulder, “I’m getting old for sure. So Jimin, why baseball?”

The six idols look at each other, all of them confused, or in Tae’s case excited, about him mentioning baseball.

”Ehm… No reason. I just… I think I saw it somewhere. People… hmmm… Yeah, people playing baseball in the rain… With the bat… you know… mimicking… The sound…”, Jimin trails off, not willing to confess to his favourite singers that his thoughts today have been nothing but strange, “Anyway, hiking! Let’s go, before the rain starts to pour down! Lead the way!”

The gold blonde cringes at his own loud voice and his rambling. If there is one thing he is sure of, it’s that the men standing in front of him are not going to want him to stay over, not with how weird he's been acting. Maybe he should just ask his friends to come over tonight, with fried chicken and ice cream. He is probably going to need it.

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“Jimin? Are you okay?”, Jungkook yells, the wind whipping the younger’s hair in his eyes, blinding him, making it impossible for the cap of his raincoat to stay put.

By now his hair is dripping wet, rain drops falling in his eyes, taking away his sight every few seconds. With how steep the road is at the moment, covered in loose rocks, Jimin has lost his balance more than he can count. At the moment he is trying to survive, which is maybe a little dramatic, but it’s how he feels right now. In his head he has sworn to himself that if he survives this, he’s done liking BTS. What idiots take their fan out in a thunderstorm, especially when it broke ten minutes into their hike, which was more than enough time to return back home. Instead, they kept going, telling him it’d still be fun. Ha! Fun! Only people who are light on their feet would like this weather. Which his six idols are, but not him.

”Jimin, can you get up? Do you want a piggyback ride to the top?”, Yoongi asks.

”No thank you, I can do this myself.”, Jimin stubbornly replies.

”It’ll go faster if we help you though!”, the rapper pulls Jimin up, who is surprised by the strength of the elder.

”Maybe you shouldn’t have brought me out in the rain then!”, Jimin yells, trying to keep his balance in the muddy underground.

”Once we are in the clearing, it’ll be easier to walk. I can put you back down there.”

”I can walk, thanks hyung.”, Jimin puts his hand on the ground, they are dirty anyway, making his way up on his hands and feet, with Yoongi behind him, trying not to look at the gold blonde's bum sticking out. Whenever the younger slips, the idol is there to help him up, which Jimin is secretly grateful for, but in his annoyance doesn’t want to show the older. He is an independent man and the last time any mortal got a piggy back ride from a vampire she ended up almost being eaten by his enemy, then had to run and hide, was still found, got her leg snapped… Jimin is not ready for that level of drama.

He finally makes it in the clearing, without the little protection of the rain that the trees offered, he is getting soaked even faster. While his idols are enjoying the flowers in the field, the wind around them and whatever else there is to enjoy in this gloomy weather, Jimin is just trying to keep his eyes open, failing miserably.

”Are you having fun, Jimin?”, Namjoon asks the younger, leaning closer to him, making sure the gold blonde hears him over the howling wind.

Jimin just puts his two thumbs up, while planting his feet steadily into the floor, trying to not get pushed over by the wind. He has no clue what the older’s reaction is, because his vision is just too blurry right now, his eyes stinging. At this point, he doesn’t even know whether his cheeks are covered by rain or tear drops.

”Guys, I think we need to go inside. Jimin’s hands are completely blue and his lips are slowly turning purple!”, Jin informs them, “I don’t want him to get ill!”

No matter how hard he tries, he can’t see his hands with all the water in his eyes, though he feels a shudder run through him. Maybe, once this day is over and done with and he feels warm again, he should invest in a decent raincoat. Either he is so cold his clothes feel wet or they actually are.

”Wait wait, we’ll go in a minute, but first I want to test something!”, Namjoon yells, “Jimin seeing as you have a teashop, how good are you with wild herbs?”

”I’m not?! Tea leaves, sure! Fruit, also awesome. Wild herbs? Nothing. It’s not as if I put them in my beverages? Except for maybe chamomile and nettles, other than that, they are very unknown to me.”, The younger replies confused.

”Ah… I see…”, Namjoon says dejectedly, something Jimin doesn’t understand at all. Right now, he feels like someone lying on their resume, then getting a job he isn’t equipped for, though he never claimed to know wild herbs? It wasn’t in the questionnaire either? Wait… Maybe they are witches?

”Let’s just go back home, we can start preparing lunch. I have heard Jimin’s stomach grumble a few times now.”, Hobi tells them, then holds his hand out for Jimin to hold, “Come on, I’ll help you down the steep path without you falling on your face. You are too covered with mud already.”

Absentmindedly, the gold blonde takes Hoseok’s hand. His mind still on the fact that the man next to him heard his stomach grumble over the loud sound of the roaring storms. Super hearing? Vampire? Maybe potion? Witch. When their hands touch, he pulls away at first. The idol's hand is cold, not ice cold, but cold enough to feel the temperature difference. Putting his hand back in Hobi’s hand, he starts doubting himself though. Maybe his hand is just cold because of the storm? Maybe he is being superstitious again… Then again, Edward Cullen’s temperature was also cold. At one point he couldn’t even hug Bella! Though, it doesn’t feel that cold. It feels more like a cool summer breeze. Nothing too bad, even pleasant, but still colder than the average human and not very welcomed right now, with Jimin already being too cold for his own good.

Going back to the idols’ house goes faster than climbing up, he does end up on Yoongi’s back eventually. With the weather getting worse and Jimin tripping more on his way down than on the way up, even with Hobi’s help, the older just places himself in front of the younger silently, waiting for him to jump up. By now his body is cold, soar and stiff. All he wants is to feel warm again, if that means letting a potential vampire help him, he will.

They quickly drop Jimin off at the guest bathroom and tell him they’ll leave warm clothes for him outside the door, then they promise him a cup of hot chocolate milk seeing as they aren’t going to make tea for the tea expert. They can only disappoint him. After almost drowning him, and possibly making him ill, they want to make sure he enjoys the rest of his day. While Jimin is in the shower, Tae walks to his room and grabs his softest sweater and most comfortable pyjama pants and leaves it in front of the bathroom. All of them dress the exact same way, sweater and pyjama bottoms, to make sure Jimin doesn’t feel uncomfortable.

The men gather at the stove where Jin is making hot chocolate by melting the chocolate in the hot milk. For a minute it is silent, but they feel the same energy hang in the air around them. Something that has been in their mind for a while now, something they haven’t been able to talk about.

”Is it him?”, Jungkook asks softly, his eyes hopeful.

”I don’t know Kook.”, Jin takes his hand and pulls him closer, “Despite him looking exactly the same… I don’t know how similar they are…”

”I don’t want to keep my hopes up, but… Seeing how stubborn and feisty he is… Our little one was the same way.”, Yoongi smiles at the memory.

”This one doesn’t know herbs though.”, Namjoon reminds them.

”Not wild herbs, but anything tea related… He does know… People still believe tea fixes everything…”, Hoseok tells them, “You feel ill, you drink tea. You’re cold, drink tea. You’re warm, drink cold tea, you’re sad… Drink tea.”

”Tea are leaves, wild herbs are leaves… or maybe he’s changed? It’s been… So long… But if his spirit is still the same… His soul…”, Tae trails off.

”Maybe we didn’t ruin his soul after all… Just… Please, for now… Don’t keep your hopes up.”, Jin pleads, “Not until we know more.”

None of them have the chance to react as they hear Jimin stumble in the guest room and they don’t want him to walk into this conversation. They aren’t ready to talk about their past. At least not for now.


Walking into the room, tentatively, the gold blonde sees the six members waiting for him in the same attire he is wearing. Instantly his attitude becomes a little more confident, a soft smile forms on his lips. The idols look at each other, even if he isn’t him, he really is adorable, espically in the outfit that is too big on him. They should focus on that for now.

”You found us. Welcome to our humble kitchen Jiminie.”, The nickname rolls smoothly from Hobi’s lips, making Jimin shiver at least a little bit. His parents call him Jiminie every so often and so does Kwang-soo, but he mostly goes for ‘boss’, because he knows Jimin doesn’t like it all that much and his hyung loves to annoy him. He refers to himself as Jiminie, but in general, if he hears the nickname every few weeks it’s a lot and none of those times, it sounds as sweet as it did just now.

His cheeks start to burn up, which he tries to hide by looking around the ‘humble’ kitchen. The men can see the gears work in the younger’s head, which makes them wonder what he is thinking.

”Humble? This is what you call humble? It’s twice as big as the guestroom upstairs and that one was already ginormous! This entire kitchen is like… five times the size of my apartment… It’s bigger than the ground floor of my business. Humble? We sure do have a different vocabulary.”, The idols snigger at Jimin’s outburst, he is just too cute. They follow the younger’s eyes, taking in the entire kitchen, “I was sure there would be wild herbs in here, with the question you asked me earlier. Seeing as there are none, I’m even more confused as to why you asked me about it…”

”Oh Jiminie, that’s just Joon. The king of randomness.”, Yoongi chuckles, getting an annoyed look from Namjoon. The older just lifts his shoulder and whispers, ‘what else would you tell him?’ At this Namjoon let's it go, but he still isn’t too chuffed about it.

”Also, do you mind if we call you Jiminie? We love using nicknames, but if you don’t like it, that’s fine too.”, Taehyung informs him kindly, making sure the younger is happy throughout the rest of the day.

”Yeah, I don’t mind. Call me whatever. As long as it isn’t anything rude or ‘boss’, I will leave this place if you do. That’s not a threat though, it’s a warning.”, Jimin glares at them, trying to make them understand he isn’t joking about this.

Once lunch is devoured, the hot chocolate milk all gone and Jimin finally feeling all warm again, they decide to go buy their groceries online, ready for a proper barbecue that night, especially now that the storm has cleared up and the sun is shining. The white clouds in the sky are welcomed though. It’s the perfect weather to lounge in warm clothes, but it’s also not too warm right now. Though Jimin still suspects the others to feel less warm than he does.

Once that’s all done, Jimin teaches them how to make the best cup of tea. Not because he came up with the idea, but because they asked him to, for next time. The gold blonde has no idea what that means, but who is he to not show them if they want to know. The more cups of tea that are, correctly, made in this world, the better this place will become. Attentively the idols follow his every move and once it’s their turn to put in the work, they ask him all the questions. The younger doesn’t know how to feel about this. It’s funny if you look at the situation at hand, but then again, it’s also just adorable how much respect they have for his craft. For a minute, Jimin forgets that he is teaching world famous idols. The atmosphere is nice, quiet, relaxed, filled with wonder and excitement. It’s as if the six older men have never had a proper cup of tea. Do vampires even drink tea? They did have hot cocoa, so he’s going to go with yes, but maybe nobody made them a good cup of tea… How sad.  

With the tea gone, and thoroughly enjoyed, the men take him to their trophy room. They are not trying to boast, but they just want the younger to know how they live. This room is part of their career, the celebration of their achievements. To their surprise, Jimin isn’t all too invested in it. Which is a first to the men, seeing as most people they show the trophy room to, are stuck in there for hours. Often, they receive a collaboration request by people who hope to receive one of those statues or people who want some fame to their name. Showing Jimin the room, they had no idea what he could ask for, but seeing as he is barely interested… It makes them happy. It shows them that he is there for them, not for the fame and glory he might potentially get out of this date.

”Jiminie, can we take a picture of us together? We can post it on our social media, so people know we kept our word and we actually invited someone.”, Jungkook explains.

”I don’t mind you taking a picture, if it’s for you, but I’d rather it not appears on social media. I don’t have a death wish just yet.”, Jimin shrugs, continuing to look around.

”Our fans are nice. They aren’t going to be mean about it.”, Tae smiles at the thought of his fans.

”I know they are nice, I’m part of them. Though, they are nice to you. Some of them are quite vicious to those they are jealous of. Besides, I don’t even have social media.”, Jimin replies nonchalantly.

”Wait… But you have a business… How do you promote it?”, Yoongi asks curiously.

”Oh, we have a Twitter and Instagram account for ChickTea, we also have a website. Kwang-soo hyung and Soo – ah noona manage it. Whenever Jungwoo is in, he always makes changes to the website. The three of them also have their personal accounts they often repost things on, or whatever you call that. I’m just not good with technology. Books, tea, baking, decorating the place and the book keeping are my job, social media… No thank you. I think there is one picture of me on that Instagram account, which is one too many, but it stopped my colleagues from nagging, so… I guess it’s for the greater good.”

The men look at each other for the umptieth time that day. Jimin could have easily agreed to upload a picture with them and ask them to promote his shop. Though, it seems like it didn’t even cross his mind. All of them have friends, but even those people often ask them for help and while they don’t mind doing that, they have to tell them ‘no’ sometimes. Yet, here is this younger man, who is just enjoying his time with them and isn’t even using their fame to boost his number of customers. Even if he isn’t who they think he is, one thing is clearly written on their face. After today, they’ll see him again. They’ll make sure of that.

Not much later their food gets delivered, which surprises Jimin, because how does this road even have a name? It’s literally in the middle of a forest, on the outside of Seoul… No way any map app finds this house... He isn’t going to complain though. Anything is better than to go out with a world-famous band and getting mobbed. All of the pictures of him in Taehyung’s clothes… Yeah, he’ll for sure get killed, or worse, people might find his workplace and trash it. He knows it won’t be everyone, but he has seen the ugly side of their fandom. If he has to attract fans, he hopes it’s the nice part, the supportive part of their fans. Though he isn’t willing to take the risk. Not after working this hard to achieve his dream. 

Groceries are brought to the garden, while others are put in the fridge. Jimin is just sitting on the sofa, watching everyone walk by. He feels a little guilty about not helping out, but he is just doing as he is instructed, to sit down, relax and be handsome. As expected, Jimin huffs at the compliment, but the men tell him he is their guest. The last thing they want him to do is work. When BTS finds out that Jimin works all seven days, they are even more adamant on having him sit down and rest up. It’s also their way of apologising to him for that morning. The image of Jimin covered in mud, while falling down every few meters, having purple lips… It wasn’t their smartest move. The gold blonde just nods at that, accepts their apologies and watches them work. Moving everything they need to the garden, Yoongi who walks last in line, turns to Jimin and invites him to sit with them, seeing as they need him too. One chair is left empty and a can of soda is already placed on the table for him.

”We can make you tea if you want to.”, Jin offers.

”Or, if you want alcohol. We can offer you some.”, Namjoon stands up, ready to head back to the kitchen.

”No thank you. Soda is fine. I have to work tomorrow, I don’t want to be tipsy or properly drunk when I open my business.”

”Do you ever drink Min?”, Jungkook asks him.

”Yes. But only when I have the next day off. I’m not good with alcohol, so two drinks are already too much for me.”, He rubs the back of his neck. Admitting to being a lightweight for some reason fills him with embarrassment. At his age, people expect him to be a pro at drinking, when they realise that he is not, people often call him boring.

”That’s smart. It’s what we do too. Though we are quite good with alcohol, all of us. Knowing your limits is a positive thing. One day, we’ll take you out for a drink then.”

”And when we do, we’ll keep you safe so you can drink all you want. At the end of the night, we’ll bring you home and take care of you the next day so you don’t suffer too much from that hangover.”

”That’s very kind Hoseok hyung, but I don’t need to go out. I don’t enjoy a lot of alcohol. I mostly drink the most pink cocktail on the menu. Seeing as they are big drinks, I mostly only drink one. I can handle one of them.”, Jimin assures them.

”Well, if we go drinking, you can drink more if you want to. You don’t have to be responsible then, it might do you some good. Even now, you seem a little tense. Just one night of letting go and being your age might be what you need.”, Yoongi agrees with Hobi.

”How old exactly are you?”, Tae inquires.

”I’m 24.”

”I don’t know if I should be surprised because you are older than I thought you were, or because you have your own business at that age…”, Namjoon admits.

”It’s true!”, Jungkook agrees, “You look like you’re 17, 18 at most, but then you are also your own boss at the mere age of 24. How hard did you work in school to get this done?”

”I worked hard. I graduated at 21 with a business degree. Buying my own place to start ChickTea happened only a few weeks later. I’ve always worked and saved up money since I was sixteen, even for my birthday every year I asked for money. When the bank told me I was eligible for a loan, I jumped on the opportunity. The only thing I need to do is keep my place alive for 17 more years and by then, the building is all mine”, thinking of the future makes him happy. It’s still far ahead and anything can happen, but if he can manage to stay this focused and work hard for the next 17 years, it’ll all work out.

”That’s impressive.”, Jin whistles, fully in awe of the younger sitting next to him.

”I had help though. My parents helped me by donating more money and the place I bought had old furniture I was allowed to just take. The previous owner didn’t want it anymore, with some sanding and a layer of paint, everything looked so much better. My mum and dad also picked up nick-nacks to make the place better, handed me some of the many mugs we had at home that we weren’t using anymore, bought little vases to put on the table. My mum even crocheted some bookmarkers that people can use for free, though they do tend to put money in the tip jar to keep them, which is fine, my mum keeps making more than enough and that bit of money is very welcome. Bit by bit things came together. One day, I’ll have matching cups, plates, cutlery, vases and what not, but for now I’m just happy that I have whatever I need to run a business and everything being mismatched has it charm. I’m not complaining.”, Jimin tells them.

”It sounds cosy, and quaint. You know, I’ve always wanted to use that word. Thank you for making that happen.”

”Who even uses that word these days? Taehyung hyung, how old are you really?”, Jimin’s voice is filled with suspicion, making everyone laugh.

A few minutes later, the pinkest drink is placed in front of Jimin made by Jungkook, who he hadn’t even noticed had left them. Superspeed… Vampire.

”Hyung? What’s with the drink?”

”Min, you can’t just let you drink soda while all of us are drinking alcohol. Look, I’m not going to force you. If you don’t want it, that is totally fine. Someone will drink this, but I found a recipe online that is more fruit than alcohol and you said earlier that you can drink one drink without getting drunk.”, Jungkook explains, “It is your choice. You can definitely refuse, I won’t be mad about it. I just thought I’d give you an option.”

Trying the drink, the gold blonde can at least do that, he loves it. There’s even a colourful umbrella sitting on the edge of the glass, next to a strawberry and a piece of apple. Surprisingly, there is even room for a straw, a bright blue one, that clashes prettily with the pink drink.

The food quickly disappears, the drinks get emptied and before everyone is aware, Jimin is already on his third pink drink. With the amount of alcohol in the drink, that is masked by the copious amount of sugar and fruit, he feels the effect even more. Drinking the cocktail through the straw isn’t helping him either. Conversation flows perfectly between the seven men. The idols talk about their music making process, what they do when they tour the world, their feelings while performing, winning their Grammy and their appearance on tv shows. Jimin in turn talks about his life in Busan, his relationship with his parents, how he was born with his blond hair and lighter eyes, that his parents call him chickpea because of his hair colour being the same colour as literal chickpeas, what it’s like to be the boss of two older people who love to annoy him, everything he does at ChickTea, his favourite beverage at work and explains about the book trading part of his business.

The younger’s words start to slur and whenever he laughs at a story or one of the anecdotes he tells them, he throws himself either on top of Jin or Yoongi, who are sitting next to him. Everyone is endeared by his mannerisms. the six of them are really enjoying their time with their guest. When they were asked, at first, about spending the day with one of their fans, they weren’t really excited about it. None of the men really like to share their private space and with how often people’s intentions are fake, they didn’t want their fans to belong to those people who expect too much of them. Laughing with Jimin though, they should have done this sooner. That is until he says the next sentence.

”You guys aren’t human, are you?”

”Huh? We aren’t human? Wha-… Jimi-… I don’t think we understand?”, Namjoon starts to panic, not understanding what is happening.

”I know what you are.”, Jimin says, adding a mysterious vibe to his voice.

Yoongi, who is still more calm than his members, though trying to conceal the little freak out that is about to happen depending on what Jimin tells them next, turns to the younger.

”What are we?”

”You are paler than the average person. You feel cold, not ice cold, but cool enough. You!”, He points at Jungkook, “disappeared and appeared earlier today without anyone noticing you left. Superspeed! Light on your feet! Which made me think you were an elf at first, because Legolas, but no! You are stronger than any person I know. Also, you have superhearing. You take walks in the pouring rain. You use the word quaint. All of you are incredibly handsome, you are good at everything. This house… it looks like the one in Twilight and… to top it all off!”, Jimin looks them dead in the eye, “you have 90-year-old doppelgangers, with the exact same names, who are not even dead yet!”



By now the younger is standing up, his hands on his hips, his red-stained lips forming a little beak. His cheeks are flushed, his feet a little unsteady.

”Which makes us what exactly?”, Yoongi inquires cautiously, still trying to not freak out or cut the younger off.

”Vampires!”

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“Vampires!”

Yoongi’s eyes double in size, he watches the others' reaction quickly, seeing the same shocked expression on their faces. Falling silent, they see the smug smile on Jimin’s face grow bigger.

”HA! I knew it!”, the younger is still standing with his hands on his sides, but is now looking at the sky, basking in the glory of this moment, proud of himself for figuring it out.

”I don’t know what you think you figured out, but the one thing you can be sure of is that you are too drunk to think straight.”, Yoongi tells him, his face not giving anything away, except for the subtle twitching eye, that the gold blonde doesn't notice in his drunk state.

”Huh?”, Jimin comes down from his euphoric moment, “What are you on about? I told you my thought process, then you all fell quiet and even when I’m drunk, I have good judgement.”

The little pout on his lips, the big innocent eyes, the pink nose is enough for them to almost give in and tell him he’s right, but they refrain from doing so. They can’t admit to it just yet, or maybe ever. Not when it can put the younger in danger and themselves. One thing they should not forget about is their own safety. It’s scary to them how quickly the younger figured it out. Everyone else they know, even after working with them for years, are still clueless. In general, humans don’t pay attention to things if they aren't about them, yet… here’s this tiny human being, standing in front of them, looking absolutely fragile but extremely stubborn, who doesn’t even seem afraid of potential hostile vampires, telling them the complete truth.

”Jiminie, I’m going to get you some more food, a glass of water that I need you to drink completely and I’ll make some tea. We need to sober you up.”, Yoongi stands up, but stops when he sees the pensive look on the gold blonde’s face.

”If I’m wrong, then why are the others not moving? Why are they not telling me I’m wrong like you did? Why are they being statues right now?”, Jimin points his finger, voice hard, not ready to give up just yet.

The men know Jimin is right, they are behaving suspiciously, but they are just shocked. How? How did he figure it out? Did they give it away? What will they tell him to cover it up?

”Jiminie, I know you love books, but haven’t you read too many fairy tales? Let me get you those drinks and the food, you honestly need to sober up. If anyone else can call his colleagues and tell them he won’t be at work tomorrow, that’d be nice.”, Yoongi says through clenched teeth, a sign that he needs them to get their shit together.

”Why won’t I go to work?”, Jimin’s big eyes grow even bigger, which seemed impossible to the idols, yet here they are experiencing it. All of them are ready to give the younger their life, he is looking that adorable.

Luckily the words Yoongi spoke a few seconds ago sink in and wake up Hobi from his panic induces brain freeze.

”We told you, if you go drinking with us, we’ll take care of you, including the next day. You work too hard and with what just happened, it’s clear that you are overworked. Probably had to read too many books or synopsises to new books to see if you should buy them for your shop.”

”I haven’t read any vampire books lately though.”, Jimin says softly.

”It’s all good Min. We’ll take care of you. Just relax.”, Hobi tells him, and Jimin who is feeling incredibly stupid right now, let’s his tiredness sink in, dropping himself on his chair, confused as to where he went wrong.

”Maybe we can visit your workplace? Soon?”, Tae suggests.

”You are always welcome.”, the younger slurs, trying to keep his head up now that he’s given in to his tired haze.

”Are we welcome Jiminie? Really? Do we have your permission to stop by?”, Tae asks again.

”I just said you are welcome? What’s with the weird question? My permission? You don’t need permission, it’s a public place.”, Jimin replies, confusion clear in his voice.

”If we are welcome, as you say we are, just give us your permission.”, Tae smiles sweetly.

”Fine, you have my permission.”, the younger yawns.

”Do we also have permission to enter your apartment?”, Jungkook asks, grinning at Tae.

”Why would you need to enter my apartment? This is a one-day thing. Besides, my place is nothing compared to yours. It’s so tiny, so not like this… This massive place.”, the gold blonde’s eyes are falling closed.

”Jiminie? Do we have your permission?”, Jungkook asks again, trying to keep the younger awake just a little longer.

”Sure, whatever. Just know there is nothing worth stealing.”, Jimin's eyes close involuntarily, his brain shuts down completely, the noise around him sounds like complete gibberish, nothing is catching on anymore. 

”For someone so obsessed with vampires, how can he not know about us needing permission to enter new places?”, Jungkook gently smiles, while combing some of the Jimin's soft hair out of face.

A few minutes later, the younger is asleep with his head on his arm. The food and drinks they were going to give to the gold blonde is put away again. Jimin is picked up, extremely easy, luckily he is out like a light because he would have been suspicious again and with reason, and put in bed in their guest room. They still had a campfire planned for tonight, but they must have tired him out with that hike, on top of that all the alcohol he consumed while already being tired from working every day that week. They’ll just make the fire and roast some sausages tomorrow.

Jimin’s colleagues, who they called with the younger’s phone, immediately agreed to letting him have a few more days off, as long as they get updates on the younger’s wellbeing. Kwang-soo informs the idols that the last proper holiday Jimin has had, has been before he opened the tea place. Now, he only takes a weekend off to celebrate his mum and dad’s birthdays, or when he misses them, which is at most every six months. They also tell them that he barely sleeps, that he keeps working throughout the night and opens the business in the morning on two hours of sleep. Both of them practically beg the idols to help him relax and to make sure he sleeps enough. While Jimin is their boss and can take care of himself, he is also their friend who takes on the weight of the world on his shoulders and doesn’t blow off steam enough. The men promise to update them several times a day and to take proper care of the gold blonde. How could they not? If it’s not because he looks like 'him', then it’s because the younger has already stolen their hearts, at least he would have if they still had one, with his adorableness.

“Crisis averted.”, Yoongi watches Namjoon and Jungkook enter the garden after having put down Jimin in the guest room, while opening a bottle of water. No more alcohol for them right now. While they can’t get drunk, they also don’t want to give the younger any more ideas in case he wakes up earlier than tomorrow morning.

”For now.”, Tae agrees.

”That was scary.”, Jungkook sighs, “How did he figure everything out? We are careful, always.”

”I think Jimin is a lot smarter than he lets on, and more attentive. He pretends to be solely interested in tea, books, his business and his friends, but the fact that he knows so much about vampire lore? It can't just be because of those YA books that we tried to read and couldn’t get through because they were so cringy. Sparkling vampires? I’m glad we never even tried that book. Who came up with that?”

”Jin hyung, remember how we tried to envision Yoongi hyung like that. He’d be so bright on the inside, but the scowling look on his face would just tell us he is plotting his own demise because he’d be so annoyed at it.”, Jungkook cracks up, the image in his head is just too funny.

”You know it. if I were sparkly, I’d find someone to rip me to shreds.”, Yoongi agrees.

”What if all of this is just his active imagination and he has no clue about any of it?”, Hoseok wonders.

”I’ve been thinking the same thing. He did mention earlier that we look a lot like his mum’s favourite band. What if this is just him trying to fill in the question marks in his head with all the information he got through books and tv shows? Seeing how half of these shows are made by vampires, there has got to be some truth in there, but I also love how most of them just pile up the lies to confuse the hell out of their viewers. Did anyone understand what even happened in those Vampire Diaries?”, Namjoon asks, they all shake their head, “Though they were right about us not being able to enter houses.”

”That’s the weird part though, or funny, depending on how you look at it. Jimin knows so much about vampires, but when we asked him for permission to enter his workplace and his home, he was so confused. Maybe it was him being drunk and not fully understanding what was happening anymore, but I was convinced he would tell us that we were being suspicious again.”, Jungkook admits.

”Why would you ask him that?”, Yoongi sighs annoyed, “After he already suspected us? Probably still does, I don’t think he is going to fully believe that we are normal humans. Kook-ah, why?”

”It wasn't just me. Tae hyung started it, but to answer your question. It was pretty simple, we had no idea what we were going to do with him. He kept on telling us he had work tomorrow. If we were planning on dropping him off home, we needed to be able to enter his apartment. What were you going to do otherwise, just open the door and throw him in? With how fast he fell asleep, I doubt he would have woken up. Also, if we are planning on seeing him again, which I hope we will, because…Well, we know why… How would you enter his work place? Because clearly, that’s the first place we would go to. Knock on the door and hope he has time to open it and then, when he is fully present in the moment, you are going to ask him for permission? When did you think he was going to be the least suspicious? Completely out of it, or when he is actively aware of our words?”

”You’ve got a point. Thank you for getting that sorted, just… Be careful from now on.”, Namjoon reminds them.

”We always are, but… What are we going to do if Jimin wakes up before tomorrow morning? Sleeping is not an option for us and we spend almost all our time together. The only time we go to our own room is when we are annoyed at each other, home alone or bored out of our minds. What will we tell him when he sees us here?”, Tae questions.

”Well, humans do stay up till late at night. If we tell him that we couldn’t sleep because we were worried about him… He might actually believe that.”

”I just… hope… that he wants to stay… tomorrow.”, Hobi sighs, “Ever since he walked out of that car… My non – existent heart has been beating erratically. I just… It has to be him?”

”I want to agree, but I honestly don’t know… Maybe he just looks like him, maybe whoever is ruling this universe is playing a painful prank on us by reusing the meat suit but putting a completely different person in it, just to torture us, or maybe it actually is him. Would that be a good thing though? Did we not kill his soul by allowing him to stay with us? Also, what if his soul got destroyed when they…”

”Please don’t remind me of that Joon-ah. Not now, not with him here. The memories I have had throughout the day have been more than painful enough. I don’t want to lay eyes on our guest tomorrow and be reminded of how we caused his demise…”, Jin admits, pain laced through his voice.




”Hyungs! Look! Look! I know I went out to get wild herbs, but I stumbled into this field and it had so many beautiful flowers! I just had to make flower crowns for you guys! They’re so pretty, just like all of you.”

”Woah, these are pretty buttercup. You put in a lot of work.”, Jin strokes the smaller boy’s cheek.

”Will you guys wear them?”

”We would love too sweetheart.”

Every day until the flowers had fully died the six men would wear those flower crowns. Quarrelling over who had the prettiest flower crown and therefore was the most loved. The younger boy loved watching his boyfriends. His giggles would be heard throughout the room and fill their stomachs with butterflies.



”Remember those flower crowns he made us? I still have the drawing we did, so we could remember them forever. Seriously, I’m glad Kook can draw that well, even with our outstanding memories, we would have forgotten some detail, which would be such a shame.”, Hoseok thinks back to that moment, reveling in that feeling of love they haven’t felt in a long time.

It’s not as if they don’t love each other, they have been boyfriends for a very long time, ever since they met each other in the 18th century, where Jin and Namjoon had met first after having woken up in an abandoned hospital by someone who saved them from being hanged for simply loving other men. Quickly realising that they were hungry and out for blood at all times, they hid themselves away and with each other’s support and that of the person who made them, though he didn’t understand neither man wanted to take revenge on human kind and drain them now that they were superior beings, they grew accustomed to their new life. The man, who they called ahjusshi, helped them get used to the bloodlust, told them how animal blood would help them settle their thirst. He also told them that over time, once the bloodthirst wasn’t a constant in their life, they could just eat normal human food and actually enjoy it too. It would help them with keeping their strength up, though it would not be enough in dangerous situations. If they ever needed to be at full strength, they would have to consume human blood, which they could find either in an actual human or a blood bag in the hospital.

Quickly Jin and Namjoon fell in love, trying to survive and not kill every human you encounter does create a bond. A few years later, even with their insanely good brains, details get muddled a bit, Taehyung and Jungkook find them when they are running from pirates that had overrun their village. Both boys had no idea how vicious pirates actually were, so they had been running for several days only stopping when they thought it safe enough to rest in order to put as much distance between them and the raiders, trying to hide as much as they could by taking forest roads. Finally seeing a small cottage, they had knocked on the door. Immediately they were given a safe haven by the two older men, who did tell them straight away what they were, given the two younger ones the chance to run.

Surprisingly, after listening to the entire story, Jungkook and Taehyung didn’t mind Jin and Namjoon being vampires and that opinion was only strengthened once they actually experienced the men’s lifestyle. By now, Namjoon had taken on medicine and Jin taught kids in another neighbouring village, never once killing or injuring someone. Falling in love happened slowly, organically and without anyone realising. When it did hit them, none of them fought it. The only issue rising between all of them was whether Tae and Jungkook would become vampires too. While the younger men were all for it, the older men were convinced their life was more a curse than a blessing and asked the boys to think things over for a bit, there was no rush.

Hoseok joined them not that long after. Being Namjoon’s helping hand at work, he always admired the man. Not just as a doctor, but as a human being as well. Hobi knew from the get go what Namjoon was. Being surrounded by blood at all times, it wasn’t that easy for the vampire, hence why he mostly stayed away from the operation room. Though, when all the other doctors were busy, Namjoon helped out. He would have felt awful to watch people die that he could have saved. Though, sometimes he needed someone to push him away from the copious amounts of blood and that’s where Hobi came into play. The nurse had always been in awe of the fact that Namjoon had never killed someone, though that was about to change really quickly.

That night, saying goodbye to each other, both men walked home in different directions. Namjoon always used his walk home to reflect on his day, to think of what he could do better next time, where he should have handled sooner and what he was successful at and worthy of being repeated in similar situations. His musings were quickly interrupted when he heard screams come from the direction Hoseok had gone in. At this moment he was very grateful for his superhearing, he doubted he would have heard it otherwise. Reaching his friend in the timespan of several seconds, he pushed the mugger of the nurse and threw him to the ground. With the day having been so tiring and the amount of restraint he had to show, he just saw red. Though, with Hobi trying to calm him down, the doctor just warned the man on the ground to stay put until they were gone, to not move, to not make a sound. Unfortunately, the mugger had no idea how much danger he was actually in, trying to get up and therefore in Namjoon’s already alert mind was the wrong move. Namjoon jumped on him like a predator to his pray, trying to keep his friend safe. The man’s heart lasted for ten more beats, before he was completely drained.

Once the red seeped from behind his eyes, giving him a clear vision again, he couldn’t stop the sob leaving his mouth. Hiding his face in his hands, he just couldn’t turn around and face the man he was trying to protect. If in that moment, Hoseok had disappeared he would have been even more sad, though he would have let the man run. Draining the man, he had expected to crave more blood, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. Thinking of the red liquid made him nauseous, resulting in him throwing up most of it. Kneeling next to him, rubbing his back, telling him to let it all out was Hoseok, who told Namjoon that he was grateful for his interference, that he didn’t want to hear an apology and that he had always loved Namjoon, something he would have normally never confessed to, because they still lived in an age where gay people weren’t accepted and because he knew the doctor was in a relationship.

Admitting to Hoseok that he already told his partners about him and how they were excited to meet him, the nurse agreed to follow him home. Not wanting to be on his own right now, he welcomed the invitation of a warm meal and company. Eating the meal cooked by the four men, he started to feel a little better, slowly putting the horrible events behind him. Or at least until he had to return home. Noticing his fear of being alone, of dealing with the demons of this world on his own, they asked Hobi if he wanted to stay with them. Immediately agreeing, they send Namjoon with him to pick up his stuff while Jin, Tae and Jungkook found themselves materials to build another few rooms to their cottage that started to become a little too small for five men. While Hoseok and the two younger boys were fast asleep, the two vampires worked in top speed to get everything done by the time the other three woke up.

Not much later, Jungkook fell ill with smallpox. It was clear from the start that his symptoms were pretty bad. Despite keeping Taehyung and Hoseok away from him, they fell ill too. With smallpox being deadly to some people, the three humans begged their boyfriends to change them, not ready to say goodbye to them in case they didn’t survive. It took them nearly losing Jungkook to the illness for the men to finally agree. The process of turning into vampires was painful, but with the three of them already being in different stages of deliriousness, none of them remembered much of it once the transformation was complete.

Yoongi joined them about twenty years later, when the boat he worked on sank near the coast of Jeju Island where the men were residing at that time, tired of the forest they had lived in before. Living by the sea for the past five years, was a nice change, though they had plans to keep on moving, seeing as all of them didn’t grow older and that started to show after a few years, especially when they made the mistake to introduce themselves as already being in their twenties. At Jeju, they played it smarter, all of them pretended to be teenagers still, except for Jin who looked a little older than the others. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, or the way he treated people, but where the others enrolled into high school, he would start university.

Finding Yoongi unconscious on the beach, Namjoon and Hoseok immediately put their medical knowledge to good use. Both men had just started working in the hospital again, finally returning to their purpose of healing others. It didn’t take a lot of effort for the man to wake up, though he did complain about a painful arm. Examining it closer, they noticed it being severely bruised, luckily nothing more than that. With no energy left, Yoongi was carried home on Hoseok’s back. It took him a few days to be at full strength again, having to go through a cold first, but once he felt better, they asked him what his plan was. Yoongi had no idea. The boat he worked on was gone, so were their supplies and the rest of his colleagues. He told his saviours that if they wanted him gone, he would leave though, not wanting to be a bother to them, but they quickly reassured him that he could stay as long as he liked if he could live with the fact that the five were vampires and in a relationship. Yoongi didn’t believe the whole vampire story until a few weeks later, when everyone was used to his company and forgot to act ‘human’ at home. The whole relationship didn’t bother him, he lived on a boat with men who had urges, he had seen several of them hook up whenever they had free time. What happened on their ship, stayed on their ship, so he was used to keeping this kind of relationship a secret.

Yoongi was turned into a vampire after being saved from his market stall that was set on fire by some people who got wind of him potentially dating a man and probably even more than one. The burns on his skin were pretty critical and with the amount of smoke he had inhaled, the fear of losing him was setting in. Another reason to drive them to turn him was the guilt they felt towards their friend. At that point in time Yoongi and the other five were just friends, not even dating. Though, they all admitted there were feelings that were stronger than just friendship, they hadn’t labelled anything and for now, with danger lurking everywhere, Yoongi wanted to be sure of his feelings before he would endanger himself. Unfortunately, people loved to spread rumours and this time, the vendor was their victim.

Yoongi was a natural at being a vampire, he didn’t struggle with the bloodlust, whenever he had to drink blood, he would come home clean, no trace of any struggle or fight with whatever animal that had fallen victim to his teeth. Pretending to be human came natural to him. The other men were in awe of him, because even now, they had days where they had difficulties holding back from ripping someone’s throat out. Yoongi told them it was all thanks to them, for answering his questions and preparing him well to this life.

The vendor being “killed” though, meant they had to move again. This time they decided on the mountains, far away from other people as they were still livid with the species for hurting their friend. In their new home, a lovely yet enormous cabin, Yoongi said the others down. To him, there was no use in hiding his feelings anymore. He got murdered over some rumours, some suspicions… Now that he was a vampire, people would have to put in a lot of effort to kill him if they didn’t agree on his lifestyle and he was willing to take that chance. He couldn’t care for others’ words anymore, he was done hiding, just wanted to live his life. If that meant people would come for them, then let them try. He was hoping they’d bring stakes, holy water and garlic with them, so he could laugh in their faces when all of that backfired. Knowing that only other vampires could kill them by ripping them to pieces with their insane strength, good luck on those puny humans.



”Can you believe we’ve been together for this long and we still aren’t sick of each other?”, Taehyung takes hold of Namjoon’s hand who is sitting next to him and moves a little closer to the older.

”And yet, no matter how much I love you, there was something so different when he was with us.”, Yoongi admits, “It always has been. Maybe it’s because he never really wanted to be a vampire? We all, at one point, before we got ill or ‘killed’ wanted to be one, but he never had that desire.”

”I’m glad he agreed eventually, though… it was of no avail.”, Jungkook says sadly.

”We should have never agreed with giving him 10 more human years. We should have convinced him to turn sooner. If only he didn’t love being human. If only he didn’t believe in humanity.”



”Today was so much fun! Thank you for helping me get a job at the apothecary. Learning about all the herbs and their healing powers is so interesting. Soon I’ll be able to help you and Hoseok hyung in your practice.”

”It’s my pleasure buttercup. You know you can work with us whenever you want. We’ll gladly teach you.”

”I know, but I want to be worthy of my position there hyung, not just be a hindrance. Which I will be now, because I don’t know enough yet.”

”You wouldn’t be. We would love your company, though your other hyungs might be very jealous that we get to spend more time with our precious boyfriend.”

The younger blushes, then hugs his hyung close, kissing him on the cheek.

”You are all so kind to me. While I enjoy being human, I can’t wait to live with you for the rest of eternity.”

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”Minnie? How are you feeling?”, Tae whispers, sitting next to the younger on the bed, holding a glass in one hand and two painkillers in the other.

”My head is pounding, but it’s fine. Nothing I can’t deal with.”, Jimin replies softly, barely hearing his own words, “It’s going to be a rough day at work though.”

”Work?”, Tae snorts, “If you think we are going to let you go out like this, you are sorely mistaken. We called your colleagues with your phone last night. They don’t expect you back until Thursday.”

”No no no no, I can’t close my place for that long. I need to go to work, I have no choice. There are bills to pay, a mortgage, rent.”, the younger starts to freak out, “I only took one day off for this, not half a week…”

Trying to get out of bed, he almost falls on his face as the entire room is spinning. He must have drunk much more than he thought he did last night.

”Minnie. Lie down before you hurt yourself, buttercup. Your colleagues are holding the fort for you and they are doing it gladly. They asked us to help you relax and sleep. Owning a business is one thing, giving up your health for it is a whole other thing. Take deep breaths, it’ll be alright. If there is something wrong, your employees will call. For now, take these painkillers and sleep some more, we’ll wake you up in two hours for breakfast.”

The younger must have been more tired than he realised because only a few moments later he was fast asleep again, his head pressed against Tae’s leg, who only moved away from the bed because he promised his boyfriends to return to them.

”How is he?”, Yoongi asks, looking up from the book he is reading.

”Headache, nauseous, panicked because he’s missing work, but I explained him that he’s good and his staff is keeping his teashop open, he calmed down a little, took the painkillers and fell asleep straight away. He still looks exhausted though. I guess that midweek off from work will do him good, though I think he will feel guilty for leaving his employees on their own.”

”Why does he not understand that he needs to rest sometimes? I’m going to get worried for him and we only know him one day.”, Jungkook looks in the direction of the room Jimin is in, ready to barge into it the minute he hears the younger move, though, everything seems quiet. Good!



”Buttercup, please sleep. You are exhausted.”, Hobi tries to keep his youngest boyfriend from leaving the bed.

”I can’t hyung. If I want to one day work with you and Joonie hyung, then I have to go. Besides, there are people who might be in need of help right now. How will they receive any if no one is opening the apothecary?”

”You aren’t the only one working there.”, The older sulks.

”I know, but I promised to open it today. I always keep my promises.”

Walking to the door, the maknae is stopped by a stern looking Jin.

”Where do you think you are going, young man?”

”Work, hyung. Just like every day.”, the blonde replies.

”Again? Honey, you closed the place yesterday and today you are opening it? You cannot live on that little sleep. On top of that you haven’t eaten breakfast. We talked about this before. It’s all well and good that you want to take care of everyone, but you should also put yourself on that list. If you fall ill, you can’t help anyone.”



In the afternoon, with Jimin somewhat up, he’s still lying on the couch willing the room to stop spinning, they decide to just have a quiet day in. With the rain outside, the younger was a little scared they were going to take him out for a walk again, so when the suggestion came for a Netflix marathon, the gold blonde was more than happy to agree.

”What should we watch first?”, Namjoon asks.

”How about we let our guest pick? Yoongi gives the remote to Jimin, allowing him to choose. A decision he ends up regretting almost immediately.

The younger pushes play on the first film he sees, a big smile on his face.

”Look at that. Must be fate!”, He says, a little too loud. Causing his own voice to ring in his ears.

”Twilight? What is that?”, Hoseok asks intrigued.

”Vampires.”, Jimin grins, though stops doing it seeing as his face hurts as a side effect from being drunk.

The men groan, something that only gets worse when they watch the film and understand where Jimin’s theories came from. To their surprise, some of the storyline is quite accurate, but they aren’t going to tell the younger that. Though, every time one of them sparkles, Yoongi can’t stop himself from snorting and rolling his eyes, which results in someone always poking his side, to make sure he doesn’t give too much away. All of them agree that the second movie is just plain boring. If they are forced to watch a vampire movie, they don’t want to see werewolves. When Jimin asks them if they really are enemies, the men look at him incredulously and ask him how they should know.

”Oh, you know. I’m sure you know.”

”Min-ah, I thought we established that we aren’t vampires.”

”Jin hyung, watching the first Twilight movie and seeing how Edward made Bella shut up by telling her she must have imagined everything… It’s precisely what happened yesterday. Putting one and one together, as in me telling you my theories, you telling me I’m wrong, repeat that cycle a few times… This just feels too similar. I’m not fully convinced you're vampires, but I’m also not not convinced.”

The men look at each other. Being careful around the younger is now more important than ever. It’s not as if they never want to tell him, but though they told each other from the start who they were, they stopped doing that. Especially after their precious little one was ripped away from them. For now, they can entertain Jimin’s theory, to a certain extent, as long as they keep denying everything in the end.

The gold blonde falls asleep during the third film, which some of them totally understand. While Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin are completely immersed in the story, adding commentary to every little bit that happens, Namjoon, Jungkook and Yoongi are bored out of their minds. They have definitely learned their lesson into giving Jimin the remote. Though, they truly think he did this just to spite them and all they can say to that is ‘Well played’.

”It’s insane how many details he remembers from these movies… Also, half of this is just utter rubbish, but the other half… Whoever made this should have thought things through more…”, The frown on Namjoon’s face deepens, “Oh come on… As if she’d ever choose that dude over the other dude… I don’t know what’s worse, the crappy storyline or the disturbing amount of truth in this.”

”I love how we’ve been sitting through three films and you still have no clue what their names are.”, Tae grins, “I understand Bella’s struggle though. They are polar opposites, but they both are madly in love with her. It’s quite romantic.”

”What did they fall in love with? Her biting her lips every five seconds? Her stringing those guys along? Her never listening to someone else?”, Yoongi snarks, “Honestly, I’d just marry that dog at this point, he’s far less annoying that the swan.”

”The dog has a name hyung, and he’s a wolf.”, Hobi reminds the other rapper, while not taking his eyes of the screen, “I agree there are flaws to this, but in general this is very enjoyable. I’ve seen far worse films. This is definitely worth a rewatch.”

”Tell me when you are planning to then, Hoseok hyung, because I won’t be home for it.”, Jungkook informs his boyfriend, “I love you, but I won’t suffer through this a second time.”

It’s at that exact moment Jimin stirs in his sleep, giving the men a near heart attack, or as much as that is possible. He mumbles something, turns around, plants his face deeper in the pillow, then falls silent again.

”We need to be careful with our words. Imagine him waking up when we say things like this, that give away too much information about ourselves.”

”Joon-ah, do you really think Jimin doesn’t know we are together? With how perceptive he has been so far… I’m pretty sure he’s aware of what we are to each other, he just seems too polite or too smart to ask about it. Or he might just not care.", Jin says.

”I agree with hyung. I also don’t think he would mind, us being gay and dating… Not with that little pride flag stitched on his bag.”, Tae continues.

”Maybe not, but we should be careful. Things might have changed for the better, but they aren’t optimal yet.”, Yoongi reminds them, “Let’s get to know him better first, I’m sure we all want to, once we know his opinion on things, once we know more about him… That’s when we can tell him everything.”

”There is one thing we need to tell you, before you decide to stay with us.”, Jin starts, “Know that none of this is a lie, no matter how unbelievable it might sound. We also need you to understand that we tell you this as a token of our trust in you. If you tell anyone else this, well… We won’t die, but we will have to move once again and start anew.”

The younger who they had met not that long ago, is listening intently, nodding at every other sentence, showing that they have his full attention, that he understands that whatever it is they are about to tell him, that it’s serious.

”We are dating, the six of us. We have been for a while. Some of us much longer than the others. Namjoon and I got together first in the beginning of the century, Yoongi joined us like 25 years later… We are now another 20 years later… You can do the math if you feel like it.”, Jin continues, carefully taking in the expressions of the younger, searching for any sign of disgust, confusion or anger.

”Okay. Ehm… I guess I have one question.”, The gold blonde says softly, pulling the sleeves of his hanbok over his hands.

”You can ask us anything”, Namjoon stares at him, encouraging him to continue.

”Are you happy?”

The men fall silent. This is the last question they expected to fall from the younger’s lips.

”Very.”, Yoongi replies.

”This is the happiest I have ever been.”, Tae confirms.

”I would give up everything to be with them.”, Jungkook adds.

”Good. Then I’m happy for you. I’m a little jealous though. The only thing I have ever wanted is to love and to be loved in return. Maybe one day. For now, I’ll live vicariously through you.”, the boy sighs, collective breaking all their hearts.

”If you let us… We can love you, but before you consider our offer, we have to tell you one more thing.”, Hoseok swallows hard, this last confession can make or break things.

”The six of us, we are vampires. Bloodsuckers, as the people like to call our kind.”

Jin explains everything. How him and Namjoon got changed, fell in love, took in Tae and Jungkook, refused to change them despite falling in love, then took in Hobi, how they then brought him home after Namjoon killed his mugger, how that person is the only one they have ever killed, how they then had to turn the other three because they could have died of smallpox, they wrapped it all up with finding Yoongi, him almost dying of his burns, changing him into a vampire then moving and starting their lives all over again.

”So, you are still you, you just need blood once every so often to stay strong, though you drink it from blood bags and refuse to kill people unless they are a threat to you. Yet you’ve only killed one person in all the time you have been a vampire and you have been given the choice to turn, except for Joon hyung and Jin hyung.”

”That is correct”, Jungkook agrees.

”Mmm… So, if I stay with you… Are you going to turn me?”, Jimin asks curiously.

”Only if you want to. Though, we might ask you a few times. If you decide to stay with us, which we hope you do because all of us are already crazy about you, know that we will want you with us forever.”

”That is understandable. Though… If I stay, I need you to know I want to stay a human for a while longer. I want to know that I actually love you, that I didn’t fall in love with the feeling of love. If I’m spending eternity with you, I want it to be because I can’t live without you, not out of fear of being alone.”

”Tell me this is the last film?”, Yoongi asks frustratingly.

”Sure, the series ends with her opening her eyes. Not even having seen her child or enjoyed her marriage. That’d be anticlimactic.”, Jimin replies, while rolling his eyes.

”You’re telling me there’s more of this torture?”

”Yoongi hyung, those movies are great. What’s with the hate?”

”You’ve slept through a few of them though. Your suffering wasn’t as great as ours.”, Yoongi tells him, not hiding his aversion towards the films.

”I’ve seen all of them multiple times. Besides, this is all your fault, if you hadn’t gotten me drunk in a ploy to silence me, I would have watched all of them, but don’t you fret… There’s only one more. Once it’s finished you should tell me how many truths there are in that film.”, Jimin smirks.

”Truths about what?”, Yoongi asks him, confused.

”Vampires, like you.”

With the reply hanging between all of them, Jimin walks outside, to the spot in the garden where they are about to set up the campfire, while Yoongi is ready to throw his shoe at the younger. How can one tiny human be this stubborn?

”Can we not just hypnotize him into believing we are mortals?”

”Yoongi! No! We will only use that on others when the situation gets dangerous. Besides, we’ll tell Jimin eventually that we are vampires or disappear on him. Do you really think he is going to tell anyone else? Claiming he knows ‘bloodsuckers’ will make him look crazy and if we disappear, he has no proof…”, Namjoon informs Yoongi, “We’re good.”

”I’m not going to lie”, Tae giggles, “I love this side of him. The fact that he sticks with his beliefs instead of following the herd. Good on him, goes to show that he’ll always do his own research instead of just believing a pretty face.”



Sitting around the campfire, grilling sausages, Jimin looks at all of them, clearly wanting to ask them something, but holding back.

”Spit it out Jiminie.”, Jungkook, who noticed the younger’s doubt, invites him to ask them whatever he wants to know.

”No no, I shouldn’t. Yoongi hyung is already as annoyed with me as it is, even though he is pretending not to be. I don’t want him to get upset with me.”, Jimin confesses.

”Buttercup… ehm… jimin-ah, just ask us. If we can’t reply, we’ll tell you honestly, but you are going to stay with us for three more days; I want you to feel at home here and I want you to know you can trust us.”

”Thank you. I’ll ask my question then, but if Yoongi hyung gets mad at me, I’m going to need you to protect me Jin hyung, because you told me to go for it.”, The elder nods at him, making a silent promise, “We are now sitting around a fire. Doesn’t it scare you?”

”Why would it scare us?”, Tae wonders, while Yoongi puts his hands over his face, hiding his facial expression, knowing exactly where this is going.

”Well, we’ve just watched four films in which they kill vampires by ripping them to pieces and then throwing those limbs into the fire. Not that I could rip your limbs off, but imagine if I could. Wouldn’t it be dangerous to sit here?”, Jimin tilts his head, eyes big in curiosity.

 

After finished the last Twilight movie, they all decide on going to bed. Some exhausted because of the stupidity of the movie, others because they were the drunk the night before and are still not feeling well, others because it’s just late and it’s bedtime. They all walk to their own rooms, wait for thirty minutes until they hear Jimin’s breathing even out, then gather again in the living room.

Trying to come up with ideas they can do in the next few days to make sure Jimin relaxes and enjoys himself, also in the hopes to distract him from the entire vampire issue. Once the schedule is made, they go over the qualities humans have and practice them some more. None of them are bad at playing human, but right now, they need to be perfect. Or as close to perfection as they can get.

”You are blinking too fast!”, Tae warns Yoongi.

”Well, he can think some dust flew into my eye.”, The older grumbles.

”Jungkook we know you are strong, but no normal human would lift the dinner table like that.”, Namjoon reprimands the younger.

”Hyung! People lift up tables on their own.”, Kook protests.

”Yeah, but not full-on mahogany ones. At least not on their own.”

”Can you at least move a little while sitting down.”, Jin reminds Hobi.

”Then what is the point of sitting down? Why did not of us think it’s abnormal to move while you sit down?!”, Hoseok replies annoyed.

”It’s your body that decides it for you. To make sure it doesn’t get stitches or burns. Did you not go to school?”, Jin sasses.

”Do you want me to throw all my diplomas at your head?!”

Suddenly they all stop, hearing a soft noise from Jimin’s room. A few moments later he walks from the stairs into the living room, watching six men sit at random places trying to keep busy by doing absolutely nothing.

”If I didn’t know any better, I’d say none of you need sleep, you just waited until I got into bed, only to gather here again and practise how to be human, so you can try to fool me some more.”, Jimin giggles, finding himself absolutely hilarious.

”That’s it, I can’t deal with all these vampire theories anymore! I’m dropping you off home!”, Yoongi stands up, making his way towards the younger who by now is running into the kitchen, laughing so hard his eyes close on him, effectively blinding him for a few seconds, making him run into the kitchen counter.

Lying on the floor, the younger clutches his knee in his hands, cackling with laughter yet being in pain, while repeatedly saying he’s sorry and he is just joking. Yoongi offers him his hand, helps him on the counter, then ices the younger’s knee for him.

”This is what you get when you keep annoying the people who are taking care of you. Karma.”, Yoongi warns him.

“Do vampires believe in Karma?” Watching the elder's eyes fill with fire, Jimin is quickly to reassure the rapper, “It’s a joke hyung. A JOKE! You just make it so easy to annoy you! I’ll stop now.”

”No you won’t.”, Yoongi replies.

At their second campfire, the following day, they try to get to know more about Jimin, though they learned a lot about him the day prior, they want to figure out if Jimin remembers something more, something older. Wether he believes in previous lives. They know it’s a dangerous topic and they know it’ll keep the younger on high alert around them, but they need to know.

”Previous lives? I do believe we have them. Knowing myself I was probably a dog, maybe a labrador, hence the hair.”, Jimin giggles, “Or maybe the male counterpart of Joan of Arc? I always feel like I did something right, but then got punished for it? I don’t know why. It’s not as if I have weird dreams, but I have everything I ever wanted, yet my parents aren’t rich, nobody wants to date me… You know? I did something good and because of that I am able to open ChickTea in this life, but then something bad happened et voila, still don’t have much money and I’m so socially awkward most people walk away from me.”

It scares them how accurate he is, not about the dog part, but they can’t tell him that. Though it is hard to keep that from him at all times.

”Do you really believe in previous lives or is it a story someone told you that you use as an explanation to things you don't understand?”, Namjoon asks a confused looking Jimin.

”I really do believe we all have past lives, maybe not as the full version of ourselves that we are now, but I do believe some part of our old self transfers to our new self. According to my parents, I had a lot of nightmares as a kid, but nothing they could make sense off and I’ve always had an aversion to water, though my parents love swimming. They took me to see a psychiatrist, simply because they wondered if talking about my emotions could help them figure out why I had such lively nightmares and why I was so scared of water or if there was more to it. My psychiatrist told my parents that my nightmares could be repressed memories from a past me, but I never remembered them when i woke up so we never found out. When it came to my fear of water, I mean… Who isn’t scared of drowning?”, Jimin asks, “I never learned how to swim, which is a regret, because you never know why you need it, but I mean… There’s floaties in swimming pools, and boats to get me across big amounts of water. I'm good.”



The rest of their days together, are spend quietly, with a little too much karaoke for Jimin’s liking. Like everyone else, he likes to sing a little here and there, but entire hours of constant loud singing, is too much. What he doesn’t realise is that, whenever they start singing, they are just trying to make sure he stays calm, taking their job of making sure he is relaxing very seriously. Hearing him sing along to songs they like, with his honey sweet, tinkling voice, it just mixes so well theirs and it reminds them of old times, where there were seven voices, making them sound even better than they do with the six of them.

Jimin in turn makes them watch every film he enjoys, especially when they are adapted from books, then recommends the book to the few that love to read. Whenever Namjoon jots down a title, Yoongi writes it on his list of books he will never touch.

They often find him asleep on the couch, something he always feel guilty about when he wakes up, because he is there as BTS’ guest and all he does is sleep the hours away, but they tell him they don’t mind, that him feeling peaceful around them makes them happy. The same goes for him eating the food they make him. Jimin knows he should find that a little weird, he has never had anyone besides his parents, Kwang-soo and Soo-ah who wanted to take care of him, yet here he is eating everything his six hyungs offer him without even wondering if it’s good for him or if they are maybe trying to poison him so they can gobble him up more easily. He enjoys being around the six elder men, he feels safe and comfortable, even with the idea still in his head of them being vampires, but he just can’t care.

On Thursday they drop him off at work. When he invites them in, so they can see the place before opening hours, before it is swarmed with potential BTS fans, they don’t hesitate. With Jimin’s earlier given permission to enter, they can walk in freely. All six of them look around, enjoying a nice cup of fresh brewed tea, making their way to the cupboards on the side, holding about 100 books.

”Jiminie? Can I donate some books? I have several I’m done reading and don’t necessarily want to keep.”, Namjoon turns himself to the younger, who is busy getting the place ready by the time the place opens.

”Same for me. I have some books I don’t need. We can drop them off in the next few days or even tonight? Once the place is closed.”, Yoongi adds.

Before Jimin has a chance to answer, he runs to the laptop he just opened up to close it shut again when he hears his voice come through it. Singing along with the band to other people’s songs is something he is fine with. Them hearing him sing along to their own songs, oh hell no. Inwardly the younger is cursing at his staff for not playing the normal playlists. With how quickly he reacted, he is quite sure the men didn’t hear it, unfortunately for him, their perfect hearing picked up the few lyrics he sang along to. All of them falling more and more for the younger who confuses them so much. Five minutes before ChickTea opens, the men leave Jimin be. Though they all have a smile on their face while waving at him and wishing him good luck, but once they are outside, their mood turns sour, already missing the gold blonde.



”Is it just me, or does this place look familiar?”, Tae wonders.

”It does. If you replace the books, the tea pots, cups and the tins filled with fresh tea and replace it with medicine, dried wild herbs, glass flasks… It is entirely the old apothecary he worked at. Just more modern and differently stocked. This house is also in the exact same place and the exact same model of building, only where it used to be in wood, it is now rebuild using bricks. Even the colour palet on the inside is the same and the door is painted in the exact same shade of yellow as it used to be. I’m not saying he remembers something, but it does show that there is glimpse of our buttercup.”, Namjoon fills them in.

”Oh. My. God… You are right! The sign of the apothecary also hung in the exact place the ChickTea sign is now.”, Jungkook says, slowly losing his mind, “This can’t be a coincident? Can it?”


 

”Buttercup, what is bothering you?”, Hoseok asks, while handing the younger a bowl of steaming soup.

”Hyung, today at the apothecary, someone didn’t want me to help her son... She specifically asked for my boss, but he wasn’t in. The little one was in pain though and yet… I wasn’t allowed to help…”, the gold blonde pouts.

”Did the woman explain why?”, the older sits down, paying attention to his pretty upset boyfriend.

”Yeah… She told me she didn’t want someone like me to put my filthy hands on her son’s body. That I would turn him into someone like me, someone cursed by God because I was seduced by the devil. Then she claimed that the birthmark I have on my neck was proof that there was more to me than being human…”

Hoseok continues to listen to the younger, who doesn’t understand what he did wrong, who is clearly confused about the woman’s words.

”I wouldn’t have touched him inappropriate hyung. Just feel his tummy, because he was experiencing some cramps that looked very painful... Once I'd examine him, I would have given him some potion to make him feel better, like I would with everyone else… What does she mean with ‘a person like me’ and what does she think I would do to her son?”

The elder explains that the woman must have been talking about him dating a man, several men. While they never admitted to being in a relationship, the six men are known for being together at all times. The younger living with them, basically says enough. While most people don’t care and just ignored the entire fact as long as they are cured from their ailments at the end of the day, there are still those who believe that what is different, is wrong and cursed.

The gold blonde huffs at the explanation, sulking over his bowl of soup that he still hasn’t touched.

”Is it really wrong that I love you and the other hyungs? That I want to be with you forever?”

”No, it isn’t. Some people are just too narrow-minded, buttercup. There is nothing wrong with you or any of us for that matter.”

”Hobi hyung?”

”Yes?”

”I think I need a hug.”

The older immediately opens his arms for his petite boyfriend, allowing the younger to climb on his lap and cling onto him. The vampire wraps his arms around his boyfriend, softly swaying them back and forth, successfully calming the younger down. Taking in the soft snores that are leaving the gold blonde’s mouth, he kisses him tenderly on the top of his head, swaying them a little while longer.

Chapter Text

“Anyone home?”

”Jungkook hyung? Hi! Come in!”, Jimin beckons him from behind the counter.

”You sure? We can come back if it’s inconvenient timing.”, Taehyung says, his head popping from behind Jungkook’s shoulder.

”The place is closed, it’s all good! Did I not turn the sign on the door? If I didn’t, can someone please do it for me?”, his voice comes out muffled, but clear enough for the others to hear his request, seeing as by now he has flitted towards the kitchen in the back of the room.

”You did turn the sign to ‘closed’. That doesn’t mean you are done working and from what we can see, you aren’t.”

”We close at 7pm, but lock the door at 8. Cleaning up needs to happen too and preferably in peace.”, The gold blonde walks out of the kitchen with a cloth and a towel, making his way to the tables that are still filled with dirty mugs and plates.

”Can we help?”, Yoongi takes the broom that is placed against the wall, “I’m pretty good at cleaning floors.”

”You don’t have to hyung, you can just sit down. I’m used to it.”, The younger replies.

”It’s not because you are used to it, that you can't accept any help.”, Hobi, who is standing behind the counter, already gathering all the dirty cups and glasses that have piled up there, then asks him, “Besides, don’t you have staff to help you out?”

”I do, but Kwang-soo hyung had a date, so I told him to go home earlier and get ready. Soo-ah, came in with a migraine. The last two hours of her shift were too much for her. Besides, we have all kept this place running on our own more than once. It’s just messier than when we are here with the three of us, but everyone will always have their food and their drinks, which is the most important part of this establishment.”

What would normally be an hour-long job, with some few little tasks the next day, is now finished in a little more than half an hour. As a thank you, the younger offers them a leftover cupcake or donut that he normally would bring home.

”If that’s not to your liking, you can always drink some of my blood.”, Jimin giggles, ducking away just in time for the kick that is coming his way, “Maybe Yoongi hyung is not a vampire, because otherwise he wouldn’t have missed that. Zombies maybe? Although, those seem to be very fast these days too…Hmmm…”

”If you don’t shut up, I will take my books back home and give them to someone who appreciates my help.”, Yoongi exclaims, throwing his hands in the air, making the younger laugh even more.

”I’m sorry hyung, but your reaction is just too funny.”, Jimin giggles.

”Anyway, if you two can stop bickering, we can show you the books we brought and decide on which ones you want and which ones we should take back home.”, Namjoon reminds them.

”Honestly, I’ll keep them all. People here read anything, though I mainly have young adult, romance and fantasy. I started out with my books that I didn’t read anymore. The more different genres I can offer people, the better it’ll be for my business. Just know that you can still change your mind and take these books back home with you. I wouldn’t mind.”

”We don’t need these anymore, you can seriously have them all. If you want to, we can help you put them in the bookcase, even help make and add more tags to write genres on?”, Hobi suggests.

”That would be great, because right now I don’t have the time to read each and every one to see which genre I should place them in. If I give up my sleep, I could research those books, but I would love to keep those two hours I’m getting… Again, only if you don’t mind.”, the big eyes none of them can say no to are in full swing, making all of them weak in the knees.

Having gone through Namjoon’s books, philosophy and art, Jungkook’s, comics, Tae’s, books about communication and the importance of words and Jin’s books, cook books that do not only have recipes but also the backstory on each dish, the door of the tea shop gets thrown open.

”YAH! GIVE ME TEA! AND ALL THE CARROT CAKE YOU HAVE LEFT!”, The man, who just walked in like he owned the place, roars.

The man is presumably in his fifties, bald, a mustache, has several piercings, both arms are covered in tattoos. His black shirt has several holes in it, his trousers hang too low, showing part of his bum. The crumpled blue tie he is wearing, he probably threw that on to put some effort in his outfit, has stains on them. Jimin’s face is filled with dread, clearly recognising the man, while the others are staring him up and down, a murderous look on their faces. Some people they don’t mind encountering over and over again in their life, other people though… would do better to just stay dead.

”I enjoyed ripping his throat out once. I can do it again.”, Namjoon says, ready to pounce on the guy if he makes one wrong move.

”Sir, I’ve told you this before and I’ll say it again. If you keep coming in here, demanding things disrespectfully, I will always refuse to give you what you want. Ask for your food politely and I’ll hand it to you, even when I’m closed. Get out, or I’ll call the police.”, Jimin says sternly, but is still very polite.

”You will do no such thing, little one. I come here a lot. You can probably keep this place open because of me, so when I demand food and drinks, you will hand them to me immediately. Or I will teach you a lesson. You know what, maybe I should do that right now!”, The man’s hands grab the younger by the neck, lifting him up like he’s nothing. The smell coming from the man’s mouth is rancid. Despite him having the upper hand right now, his grip isn’t all that strong as he is drunk out of his mind. Jimin takes advantage of that by kicking him straight in the groin.

Falling on his bum, Jimin quickly crawls backwards, putting some distance between the man who is writhing on the floor in pain and himself.

He recovers fast, grabs the phone, calls the police, then bends himself over the man.

”I may be small, but I have a mean kick. I didn’t do taekwondo for years. Next time, I’ll be ready for you, don’t think you’ll be able to lay a finger on me then. This kick in the groin isn’t the worst I can do.”, Then he places himself on top of the man, in case he gets the idea of standing up before the police arrives.

It doesn’t take too long for the police to run into ChickTea to arrest the guy, who they have been looking for a while now. This isn’t the first place he terrorized the owner from, complaints have been filed against him by ten business owners. With a thank you, a detained drunk man and some muffins the police officers leave the tea shop, the tension that is hanging in the air slowly dissipating.

”I’m sorry about that… this entire situation…”, Jimin apologises, “Do you mind if I lock the door? To make sure this doesn’t happen again? Honestly, I don’t know why you would have an issue with it. I’m the one in the dangerous situation.”

”Jimin, do not finish that sentence. I swear to G-, any deity, I will break your neck.”, Yoongi’s eyes are looking at the younger sharply, who is properly enjoying himself, the previous disruption completely forgotten.

”But you are giving me all the reasons to not believe you. You can’t say the word God? That’s so typically vampire. Also, breaking my neck? How is a normal human going to do that? I mean, if I were asleep or drugged, sure… But with my level of fight skills, you wouldn’t be able to. The fact that you are very sure of yourself… Yoongi hyung… Don’t you see. This is literally all on you.”, The younger winks at the other idols, who are rapidly losing it, enjoying how Jimin finds every button to push when it comes to their grumpy boyfriend.

”Fine, I won’t indulge you in your childish behaviour then. Let’s just finish putting these books away so we can go home, before I actually throw a book at your head.”

Yoongi then picks up the closest box of books, which is his own and contains a lot of psychology books but also a few Korean classics. Suddenly a pair of arms wrap themselves around his middle and a head is placed against his shoulder. Feeling the tiny hands on his stomach, he’s scared the butterflies that are threatening to escape will actually fly away, but he pretends to not be affected by it, curious to see what the younger will do next.



”Yoon hyung, I’m sorry. I know you are annoyed with my jokes, I’ll stop from now on. It’s just that… Well… I just really like your reactions. They always lift my mood, but that’s a very selfish reason. Sorry for being such a brat.”, Jimin’s voice is so soft, so sweet, the older can’t deal with it.

”Jimin-ah, if it lifts your mood, who am I to take that away from you. Just… don’t do it every day.”, Yoongi places the box down, turns around, pulls Jimin close, burying his nose in the gold blonde’s hair, “Thank you for apologising and explaining though. That’s very kind of you.”

Putting his books away, alongside Hoseok’s, who has mainly international classics translated from different languages, him and Jimin are mostly quiet, but the pink blush on both their cheeks tells the other five exactly how they are feeling. Even with them not being fully sure about the younger’s feelings, this is evidence that there is something more for him, not just friendship. They’d say it’s only towards Yoongi, but him falling asleep in a house full of strangers, allowing them to take care of him, giving them his leftovers from the tea shop… Maybe it’s not just Yoongi, maybe it’s all of them. Maybe it’s just more noticeable with the rapper because of how quickly he is triggered whenever Jimin opens his mouth, maybe he likes the rest of them in silence.

”Come on, let’s go home. It’s late. We’ll drop you off, make sure you are safe.”, Hobi stacks the empty boxes together, then places them in the kitchen, “We’ll come back tomorrow morning to help you get rid of the boxes and to open up. All of us have wanted to experience other jobs outside of being musicians.”

”While I appreciate your offer, if people realise you help out here, you won’t be able to leave. You’ll also probably have to come in every single day, because your fans will be mobbing this place at all times in the hopes to catch a glimpse of you guys. For now, maybe it’s best if you stay away during opening hours. Don’t get me wrong, I love having you here, I love spending time with you, but I don’t want my place to be in ruins, simply because your fans are trying to reach you at all costs. I still have to pay this place off for a while, I don’t have enough money yet, to rebuild it.”, Jimin shyly admits, “I’ll get rid of the boxes, you already gave me your books for free and you helped me put them on the shelves, that is more than help enough. Thank you.”

”Only if, you are sure? We can help out.”, Jungkook reminds him.

”I know you can. It’s fine though. If I’m in need of a fast-paced hand, I promise I’ll call you. Don’t you think I didn’t notice you adding your numbers in my phone…”, he acts playfully annoyed.

”It’s for our peace of mind. That way you can always contact someone close by if you ever need help with something. Maybe we should also make it a habit to pick you up once your shift is done, at least as long as we are here and not touring the world. We know you can take care of yourself, you literally just showed us that, but still, we worry about you when you aren’t around. Us wanting to help you and walk you home is solely for our own sake, but please allow us to keep you safe.”, Tae smiles shyly.

”I would love you walking me home every day, but only if you can. Don’t ever get yourself in trouble because of me. I will understand if you can’t make it.”



”That guy… Seriously, I don’t mind walking into people from the past, most of them are completely different people, so it’s easy to forget that I knew them once upon a time. This guy though… I would kill him over and over again. The slower and more painful the better.

The men are sitting around their kitchen table, beer in hand, pretending to get drunk. They are going over the previous situation with the old, drunk man and how Namjoon felt about it. It’s clear all of them were ready to kill him, but Namjoon wants to properly make him suffer. The one regret he has in his life is that he didn’t make it hurt more the first time, when he ripped out the throat of the person who stole their buttercup from them. The others only regret, is that they allowed Namjoon to kill him, and didn’t get to do it themselves, though they did let loose that day, grief, sadness and pain makes you do irrational things. Things they should regret, but never will.


”If I ever see him again… I promise you, I’m doing the exact same thing… Just slower, more painful. It also wouldn’t just be me. It’d be all of us. He might not remember what he did back then, but we do. That’s the one thing I hate about the afterlife, how they erase your memories before they give you a new life. I want him to remember what he did and when I go over every possible thing he said and did wrong in his life, I, no us, would break every bone in his body, one by one.”, Namjoon hisses.

”We would bleed him dry slowly.”, Jin continues, equally as angry.

”Make him believe he has a chance to survive… And then we’d do the same to him as he did to our buttercup.”, Tae smiles menacingly, imagining the entire scenario.

”Maybe we can figure out where he lives…”, Jungkook starts.

”So we can make his family watch?”, Hobi asks.

”No, so he can watch his loved ones die first. They aren’t innocent in all of this either.”, Yoongi corrects his boyfriend, getting a nod from their youngest boyfriend, who totally agrees with the older.



”See you tonight, Buttercup. Have a fun day at work, don’t work too long or too hard and if people are mean to you, remember what we’ve said. Forget their words, they are harmless. People who bark do not bite.”, Taehyung says while hugging the younger close.

”Most importantly, don’t forget that while they are probably miserable, you get to come home to us, six people who adore you and can’t wait to love you forever.”, Yoongi reminds him, effectively putting a smile on Jimin’s face.

”We love you honey”, Hobi caresses Jimin’s cheek lovingly, then gives him a small kiss on his lips.

One by one the other men follow in pecking Jimin’s lips, one by one sighing when a tingling feeling takes over their body.

”I can’t wait for your birthday next week, I can’t wait to finally have you with us forever.”, Jungkook takes his hand, staring at the tiny fingers he finds so very endearing.

”You can still change your mind though?”, Namjoon tells him.

”I know, but I’ve been with you for over two years now and I don’t want to wait any longer. I know I said I did, but, honestly… I’m so madly in love with you, I don’t think I could ever feel this way about anyone else. I can’t wait for a forever of you guys being the first and last people I see in my day even though that’ll be a technicality seeing as you guys don’t sleep, a forever of hugs, lingering kisses, yummy food, supportive words, bickering about nonsense, but even serious fights and making up afterwards. I want to watch films with you, have you read books to me, lay my head in your lap and just stare at you guys, I want to travel with you, learn something new from each of you. I want to say ‘I love you’ whenever I feel like it, without having to be afraid that it’ll be the last time because of my accident-prone self and I finally want to be able to love you fully, with everything I have. Not only my heart craves you guys, but also my mind and my body. So yes, I am ready. Thank you for waiting for me, thank you for accepting my decision of wanting to be human a little longer, but I’m done doubting and I’m done waiting. That is if you are wiilling to have me.”, the emotions, lacing Jimin’s words, make them all tear up. They are over the moon that he finally feels the same as they do.

”We would love to have you, Park Jimin. You know that. Nothing has changed for any of us. You are our missing piece and when we think of forever, you have always been a part of that, from the minute you walked into our lives. Thank you for letting us love you and for trusting us with your happy ever after.”, Jin holds him once again.

All of them hate to leave the younger behind. With how much hatred he’s been getting at work, they are even more worried about him than they were before. There’s a little voice in their head that tells them one of them should be with him at all times, but they know their gold blonde boyfriend would not appreciate it. No matter how much older they are than the younger, he wants to be treated like an equal, which they do understand. All of them handle out of their own experiences, logically Jimin does the same thing. The only difference is that the vampires follow their heads whenever they have to make a decision, while Jimin follows his heart. They respect that, though sometimes, they have to be strict with him, but with good reasoning and an emotion-filled speech, their buttercup more than often follows their decision. He understands that they have more experience in life, every so often he decides to just trust their reasons for worrying, their reasons to keep him safe from certain situations.

His day at the apothecary flies by and before he realises it’s time to close up. Looking back at the amount of people he has helped out today, he feels proud of himself. Even his boss lets him make decisions on his own now. Not much longer and he’ll join Namjoon and Hoseok at the hospital.

Locking up the place, he puts away the key in his coat pocket, then turns around. Looking up, Jimin takes in the scene in front of him. Half of the town’s population, if not more, have gathered around the apothecary, holding torches, sticks and several Bibles. The younger smiles politely, then bows, not understanding what is happening here. Do they need help healing someone?

”PARK JIMIN!”, the Priest’s voice booms through the air, immediately quieting everyone, “We are here to finally condemn you for your sins. You have been going around poisoning people with your words and your potions for too long! HOW DARE YOU INFECT PEOPLE WITH YOUR BELIEFS OF HELL! You might have been deceived by the devil, but I will not let other people fall prey to his words.”

”I haven’t done anything wrong though. I’m just healing people.”, Jimin says loudly. Not giving in to the priest’s words.

”So you haven’t been telling people that being in a relationship with men is not sinful? That dating more than one person is fine, as long as you love them with your entire heart? You have not been making potions to supposedly heal people? We know what they really do though! They make you want to join the devil!”

”I haven’t done such a thing. I wouldn’t even know how to make such a potion! Who even gave you this false information!”, the younger yells angrily.

”The birthmark on your neck tells us everything we need to know! That’s where the devil kisses you! Everyone knows that!”, The priest exclaims loudly.

”What Bible did you read?! There is no such thing in there?! I would know, because I got my lessons from you!”

”Are you challenging me boy? If I had known you’d turn out like this, ungrateful and a lover of sins, I would have never raised you!”, The priest looks at him with pure hatred in his eyes, “But if you are innocent as you say you are, you will agree to our test.”, The man shouts, looking at the people watching the argument between the two people standing in the middle of the circle.

”You want to drown me… You want to kill me…”, Jimin whispers, realisation setting in.

”If you are a witch or the devil’s lover, you will survive.”, the priest answers as if it’s not a big deal, as if he’s killed before. Which he has, too many times, never caring once about the innocent life he has wasted, “We can do this by force, or you can join us without any struggle.”

Jimin knows he can’t escape this and if he has to go, it will be with his head held high. The one thing he hopes is that his boyfriends know that he went with his belief in their relationship in full force, that he never regretted any decision that led him to them, that he loves them with everything he has. Suddenly he is happy that they had that little heart – to – heart that morning, that he got to tell them once last time what they meant to him. Dying wasn’t on his list of things to do, but if this is where his faith is leading him, then all he can do is accept that… Fighting hundreds of people is just not an option, he doesn’t stand a chance.

Walking to the lake, with everyone else in tow, he notices from a distance the platform they always build when drowning someone. Filling his mind with happy memories is the one thing he can do to keep walking. Arriving at the platform, he pushes away all the eager hands that are ready to murder him and while they won’t have blood on their hands, they will put a bullseye on their heads, because if there’s one thing the younger is certain of, is that none of these people will be alive for much longer. That thought calms him down a little, at least his death won’t go by unnoticed. This town will know the wrong that has happened and will see it revenged.

If the gold blonde could tell his boyfriends to not do it, he would. Honestly, in the grand scheme of it all, he’s like an ant, small, fragile and easily disposed of. His boyfriends shouldn’t expose who they are because of him, he isn’t worthy of that, but he knows they will avenge him, that they will bring down every last person who helped kill him and spoke ill of him.

Jimin buckles himself into the chair that is nailed against a large pole that they will slowly sink into the water. The younger wills himself to calm down, but the closer he gets to the water, the more panicked he gets. Everything inside of him screams to yell for his boyfriends, but they’ll never make it here in time, they wouldn’t even hear him. He closes his eyes, tears fall silently from his cheeks, his nose starts to run and he already feels like he can’t breathe.

Nothing the priest is saying is reaching him, he is just reliving as many moments as he can possibly think of that he spent with the loves of his life. He doesn’t want the last thing he hears to be the voice of the man who found him on the church’s footsteps, who took him in when no one knew who his parents were, who thought him maths and sciences, Bible studies and how to read, who held him every time he had a nightmare, who complimented him whenever he did well in school. The man he saw as his father figure, despite disagreeing with him on most topics.

Being slowly dropped into the water is torture, the gold blonde boy is gripping his clothes into his fists, biting his teeth into his lips and humming the melody his boyfriends would always murmur in his ears whenever he couldn’t sleep. Right before hitting the water, he has a clear image of the men smiling at him with their love-filled eyes, telling him they are there with him, always.

His first instinct when he is fully immersed in the river is to hold his breath, but if he has to die, he doesn’t want to prolong it. His brain is literally begging him to hold on, but his lungs are already screaming for air, so for one last time, Jimin relaxes, takes a deep breath and allows the water to enter his body. At first, it hurts, but then, there is nothing but a slight buzzing sound, darkness and a calm swaying. Then there is nothing.

A cold, wet, pale body is lying on the side of the river, lifeless, like many before him. Proven innocent, but other than that, nothing has been gained from his death. The priest is reading a paragraph from the Bible, the people who have witnessed everything are praying for the boy’s soul. Lastly, they all ask forgiveness of their Father up in Heaven by praying a little while longer.

”There, all your sins have been forgiven! Continue to live like a good human being and I can assure you, you will get into Heaven! I know today hasn’t been fun, but it had to be done! Sadly, we lost an innocent soul, but with the company he kept, we could have not been all too certain of that. Now we at least know, he will be with the Lord himself, that is something most people will not get to experience.”

”AND NEITHER WILL YOU!”, Yoongi is standing next to his boyfriend’s body. His entire being rigid, unhuman like. His features sharp, his nails turned into claws, his fangs glistening in the autumn sun, making his entire image look even more threatening. The other five equally look just like the predators they actually are but have been hiding to keep their cover up,” HOW DARE YOU KILL AN INNOCENT BOY! And for what?!”

”Is it…”, Namjoon takes over while holding Yoongi back, “Because he was loved? And you couldn’t deal with that? Is it because he was innocent and enjoyed life, instead of swallowing all your hateful stories? Or is it because he was a better person than all of you put together? Can anyone explain to me, why you felt the need TO KILL OUR BOYFRIEND?!”

The group of people is silent, nobody speaks, everybody cowers in fear. Their attention is now drawn to the young man clutching onto his boyfriend’s lifeless body, hugging him close, kissing his face all over, demanding him to come back to them. That they promised each other forever, a happy ever after.

”Minnie, please! Don’t leave us behind! We can’t do this without you, not anymore. Min, wake up. Just… Just open your eyes… Come on buttercup. You’ve got this. Or just… Jiminie, just breathe for me, okay baby. I can… I’ll just carry your home, put you in our bed and I’ll nurse you back to health. Remember how you taught me how to make chicken soup? With love as a special ingredient? I kept my promise, I didn't tell a soul. I still know how to do it, because you are the best teacher. I’ve learned so much from you, sweetheart… Please… I need you. We all… Ne-ed you”, Taehyung’s crying picks up even harder, he hugs Jimin closer, places his forehead against the younger’s slack head, “Butt-er-cup…p-lea-se, c-ome ba-ack to us. H-ow c-c-can we survi-i-ive this p-l-lace with-h-out y-ou-ou?”

While everyone is trying not to cry, when watching the wailing man, Hoseok looks at the crowd that is filled with pathetic people. Fury fills his entire being. How dare they pretend that their narrow minded and very ridiculous ideals are better than those of the people who think differently than them. How dare they kill in the name of a deity who preaches love, understanding, acceptance and kindness?

”Just know, that whatever happens right now, you brought it upon yourself.”, With those last words, the men, except for Tae who can’t bring himself to leave Jimin on his own, charge at the group of bystanders, who have no clue of what is about to happen to them.

None of them have the time to panic, because in a few seconds half of the humans have had their throats ripped out, limbs flying everywhere, a pool of blood gathering in the middle of the field where a few minutes before, people were still peacefully praying.

The priest is watching it all happen, screaming at his God to help them all, to save them from whatever demons have possessed these young men. When he realises everybody on that field is about to die, he looks around, tries to find a way out and when he sees an opening, he starts to run. He may have led this mass, but he is not planning on sticking around and getting slaughtered alongside them. Continuously looking back to see if he’s being followed, he fails to notice the man in front of him, who stops him by slamming his entire body against the religious preacher. The priest goes flying, landing in the blood of everyone who joined him today, a ripped off head just a few feet away from him. A scared scream leaves his lips, but other than that the man doesn’t have the chance to say anything.

In a flash he is picked up off the ground by Jungkook and Jin, who are holding him still by his arms. Making sure he can’t move.

”How does it feel? Knowing you are about to die and there is nothing you can do to save yourself? And all because you have different ideals from ours. DOES IT SEEM FAIR NOW?!”, Namjoon is standing before the man who is shaking like a leaf, scared out of his mind, blubbering apologies, “Knowing our buttercup, he probably didn’t make a sound, he took this ‘punishment’ with dignity and here you are, going through the same thing, yet you can’t even look death in the face and welcome it. Instead, you just ran like a coward and peed your pants like a fucking baby! I hope all of this was worth it. Because right now, you are going to the one place you have always tried to avoid. No one gets into heaven for murdering people. I hope you understand that. You killed our boyfriend, because he was supposedly possessed by the devil, but guess again… Who is the actual devil here?”

”Any last words?”, Hoseok asks the man, who is trying to kick anyone who is standing close to him, in a last attempt to save his life.

”Please! I just tried to do what’s right.”, He begs, “I’ll do better from now on.”

”Yeah, that’s what they all say when they are about to die. Fuck it! Joon, just kill him already, I’m bored, and we have a town to cleanse.”, Yoongi says, looking bored out of his mind.

Namjoon smiles wickedly at the priest, bites the man throat and rips it open. An agonized scream leaves his throat, a thud is heard when the man lands on the floor. The six of them, Tae has joined his boyfriends, still holding Jimin’s body close, watch the life drain out of the ‘holy man’. It’s nowhere near as satisfying as they thought it would be.

That night, they roam the streets, killing everyone who ever mentioned Jimin’s name wrong. The list of names their boyfriend gave them when he was still alive, is long, too long. Their buttercup was hated by too many people, for all the wrong reasons. If anything, their baby was kind, gentle, sweet, selfless, helpful and never judgemental. Whoever still woke up that next morning, woke up to a town literally painted red with the blood of every hypocrite, every bully. Nobody knew who did it and the history books would later describe it as the mysterious massacre of Seoul.

The six vampires packed their bags that night, held their dead boyfriend close and ran. Settling down in Busan, where they hadn’t been for a while now, they dug a grave, gently placed Jimin in there, covered it back up and planted some flowers on top of it. Hoping, furiously wishing and praying that this would help cleanse Jimin's soul, that he wouldn't be punished in the afterlife for loving cursed creatures. With some luck those flowers would help him plant roots to this earth and get reborn again in the future, when he is ready to face the evil this place has to deal with. They build a small cottage close by, not planning on staying for too long, but long enough to grieve, to visit their buttercup’s grave every day from morning till evening, to sing to the younger, hoping it would reach him and make him happy.

”Maybe in the future, we can make music. Jimin always liked it when we sung. What if we write some songs and perform them for drunk people? They like a good song to dance to and maybe that makes them generous. It's not like we need the money, but what if we start an orphanage, so children do not have to be raised by power-hungry priests? ”, Jungkook suggests.

”I like that idea, but only if we write songs about our Minnie. I don’t want to sing about anything else, especially not right now”, Tae admits, wiping away his tears, even after seven weeks of living without the younger he can't seem to stop crying, “I need to keep him alive somehow.”

They all agree and while they like the idea of honouring their boyfriend, they know it won’t happen any time soon. The wound is still too fresh, the anger still too prominent, the grieving far from over.

They have time anyway, they have an eternity after all.

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”I will never forget the moment we came home to an empty house… Normally, when we reminded Jimin to not overwork himself, he’d come home first that day, attempt making dinner, though cooking wasn’t his strong suit.”, Jin remembers the many food disasters they tried and pretended to like, solely because the younger put so much effort in it.

”His chicken soup was great though, but that was it.”, Tae adds, “Especially is Chicken Noodle Soup. Oof, not even Jin hyung could beat that soup.”

”True, to this day, I still don’t know what he put into it, to turn it into the magical liquid it became.”, Jin agrees.

”He once told me it was love. That was such a Jimin answer to give.”, Tae reminisces.

”That soup was so good, I just had to name one of my songs after it. Anyway… His heart was too big, he loved too much.”, Hobi sighs, shaking his head, “If only he was more aware of how shit people were back then. If only we prepared him more…”

”If only he had agreed to become a vampire sooner…”, Jungkook whispers.

”But yeah… That empty house, whenever Jimin wasn’t around it seemed to echo, he really was the life of that place. Even if it smelled like fire most of the time.”, Yoongi chuckles.

”The fact that that is what alarmed us, the house not smelling of smoke, but of flowers…”, Namjoon thinks back to that day in the past that ruined them, that one day they never got over.

”Thinking back to it, the fact that we were panicked over a nice smell… The situation sounds so dumb, but it was actually really terrifying, especially when our fear was confirmed by our neighbour…”, Hoseok thinks back to the words falling from the woman’s mouth, her eyes filled with tears. She had always seen Jimin as her own son, seeing as she could never get any children of her own, knowing what was about to happen and that she couldn’t save him… It must have traumatized her too.


A loud knocking interrupts their panicked thoughts. None of them wants to open the door, still frantically trying to find their youngest boyfriend, but when the loud sound only gets harder and more frantic, they open the door hoping that whoever is interrupting them, has a good reason to nearly knock the door out of its hinges.

”Guys! Hurry! Run! Balli Balli! It’s Jiminie! Go!”, Their neighbour is pulling at Yoongi and Jungkook’s sleeves, trying to get them to move.

”What is happening to Minnie?”, Tae asks, trying to remain calm, but failing.

”It’s the priest! He’s gathered witnesses who are willing to speak up against Jiminie, who are willing to testify that he is a witch, or worse… The devil’s lover.”, The older woman cries.

”What?! But he isn’t! What kind of bullshit is this?”, Namjoon reacts shocked.

”I know, I know. Look, I know you guys are different, I don’t care what or who you are, because all I need to know is that all of you are decent people who take such good care of my Jiminie, who I wished was my own flesh and blood. That boy is a gift to humanity. Unfortunately, not a lot of people think that way. They don’t like what they don’t know, they don’t like different.”, the woman in front of them says, voice still urgent, “It isn’t the first time the priest is doing this, but up until now, I never noticed when it happened… People acted in silence. Today… People have been loud, trying to gather as many witnesses, as many people to stand by the priest, their bible and their God. By the time I heard what their plan was and ran here, the house was empty, I then moved myself to the apothecary, but besides as few torches and footprints, there was nothing… I have been praying to get you back home, but I think we might be too late…”

”Too late for what?!, Hobi questions, “Halmeoni, please! Too late for what?!”

”They are going to drown him. They are going to drown my Jiminie. Solely for loving a man, well more than one and because they know you aren't human... ”, her voice breaks, she leans against their wall, trying to furiously wipe away the tears that are falling, “Please, go! Save your boyfriend, go save the person I consider my son.”

”Drown him? What? Why? Where? But, they c-c-can’t. I. We. Huh?”, Taehyung’s confusion expands to the other men, turning them all into statues.

”What? Jiminie. Drowning. Why? Witch. Where? Han River. NOW RUN! I would go if I could, but I’m not fast enough, nor can I stop them on my own. I know none of you would hurt a fly, today though… Hurt as many people as necessary. Save our baby.”, Halmeoni practically pushes them out of the door, telling them to hurry once again, praying to God to stall everyone who is trying to hurt her boy, to give the younger another chance at life.

The six men know they aren’t slow, but right now it feels as if they can’t move, as if they aren’t going forward. The religious murmurs tell them they are nearly there, which fills them with relief. They got to the Han River much faster than their brain was telling them. The sad looks on everyone’s faces tells them enough though. Instantly, they start to look for the younger, almost jumping into the water to bring his body back to land. It’s when Jungkook and Jin are about to enter the water, that they notice Jimin lying in the grass, body limp, skin ice cold, almost translucent, his lips blue, eyes closed, hair still dripping wet.

Blood rushes to their ears, a ringing sound is the only thing they hear for a bit, they can’t seem to breathe, even if they do not actually need oxygen. Taehyung falls to the floor, giving in to the world that is spinning around him. Sitting on his hands and knees, he starts to heave. Nothing actually comes out, but if he could faint, he would. It’s when the man crawls to the gold blonde, that everything comes back to them, that they wake up from this slumber, that they properly understand what is happening.

It’s then that Yoongi snaps first. He sees red, nothing else. Namjoon follows suit, people’s faces turning into little bullseyes. Both men don’t want to hear an explanation, all they want is revenge. The same goes for Jin and Jungkook. The four of them can’t give a damn about what they have to say, their words will not forgive their heinous act. On top of that, they made one of their boyfriends cry. For every tear that is spilled, a life will be taken. Those traitors can be sure of that. Anger turns into fury, removing the sadness they felt when they saw their boyfriend lying lifeless on the ground. Losing their minds, they forgo their usual kindness and smart decision making and for the first time ever, except for Namjoon who snapped once before, allow their instincts to take over.

When the red in front of their eyes disappear, they are surrounded by even more red. Blood is everywhere. Limbs are covering the field near the Han River and even the water of said river has turned pink. The lips of the five men who just lost their cool are stained with blood, turning them the brightest red, they have ever been. Even their eyes are ruby red, replacing the gold colour they normally have. All of them have had red eyes before. Your first year as a vampire, your eyes turn the brightest red, or when they need to feed to keep strong and drink human blood from bags, their eyes turn a soft shade of red, to indicate that they fed on people’s blood. It disappears soon though and turns back to their normal gold shade. They all have a different hue of gold. Where Namjoon's are medallion, Taehyung has honey, Yoongi’s gold is butterscotch, Hobi’s hue is bumblebee, Jin’s eyes are fire gold and Jungkook’s eyes are Pineapple.

Seeing each other's eyes and realising they actually caused that slaughter, none of them can’t care. Even Tae, whose eyes are still gold, only regrets that his aren’t red either, but he can’t just let go of Jimin. No matter how hard he tries, he physically can’t and honestly, he doesn’t want to.

Running home, the five men flank their boyfriend holding the limp body, ready to fight anyone who tells them off. Arriving home, without encountering anyone, they probably killed most towns folk, they place Jimin in his own bed. Covering him in a blanket, making sure he isn’t cold. Their mind doesn’t grasp how ridiculous that sounds, but to them, the gold blonde has suffered more than enough, they’ll keep him safe and comfortable, until they can’t anymore. Halmeoni barges into their house after having noticed the man passing her window, but knows by just one look at the men, who are hiding the younger’s body behind them, that they were too late.

Pushing past them, she clutches her baby close, silently weeping, rocking him back and forth, chanting his name. Pushing his wet hair from his face, she takes in his features, which makes her cry even harder.

”My boy, my beautiful boy! What did they do to you? You did not deserve this.”, Halmeoni’s voice whispers, she then kisses his forehead. Laying him down again, she places herself next to him on the mattress, places her head on his chest, right above where his still heart is located. Trying to find his heartbeat, willing it to move, she pulls herself closer to the younger. The men leave her alone in the room, giving her some time to grieve and to say goodbye. Outside of them, it was Halmeoni who was there for the younger at all times, it was Halmeoni who loved him in a way they never could, she loved him like a mother.

Noticing that the older woman hasn’t left Jimin’s side, they decide to take a quick peek to see if she’s fine. She is still there, saying his name, hugging him, crying. If there’s one thing they understand, it’s her pain. Looking at each other, they know now is the time to start part two of their revenge. Every person who ever bullied or looked at their boyfriend wrong, gets murdered in their sleep. They don’t care that these people don’t have a chance to defend themselves. Jimin didn’t either. Once the town is covered in red, they go back home, quickly clean themselves, pack their bags because they aren’t going to stay in this cursed town any longer.

Having to say goodbye to Halmeoni falls heavy on them, but it turns out they don’t even have the chance to say thank you for taking care of their boyfriend, for loving him like he was her own. Unmovingly, with dried up tear stains, the pale woman is still lying with her head on top of the gold blonde’s chest, but the rest of her body is slack. No heartbeat can be heard. The men had heard before that dying of heartbreak was possible, but none of them have ever seen it happen, until now…

Their first idea is to bury Halmeoni next to Jimin, but they don’t want to leave their lover in a place that hated him for simply being himself, though traveling with two bodies just doesn’t feel right either. Digging the older woman’s grave themselves, they gently place her in the hole, adding a drawing of Jimin with her. She often asked the men to draw her a picture of the younger, so she could never forget him if they ever moved on. It is the least they could do, let her leave this earth with a memory of the boy she loved as her own child. They then cover up the grave, leave a few flowers on top of it and a cross with her name engraved in it. That way, if someone comes to find her, they at least know where she is, though none of them ever saw any family.

Their boyfriend’s body is strapped against Tae’s stomach, so he can hold him close, hug him, until they reach their new destination. Running is still the fastest way for them, something they can do for a long time without getting tired. With windswept hair and red noses, they arrived at what would soon be their new home for a little while.

Hearing the crashing of the waves, feeling the cold sea breeze, they know they chose the right place. The last time they were here, their boyfriend was still alive, running around in the sun, building sandcastles, splashing them with water, demanding piggyback rides into the water so they would get wet, but not him. Who were they to refuse him? Especially when he stared at them with his big innocent eyes, filled with love for his boyfriends.

For the second time that day, they dig a grave. Though this time, it takes them quite some time to place the body in it. Tae keeps hugging him, begging him to come back. None of them have the heart to tell him to just stop dragging the inevitable. One by one, they touch his cheek, caress his hair, kiss his forehead, but eventually they do what they have to do. All of them leave a little token of themselves behind in the grave with their boyfriend, hoping he won’t feel too alone wherever it is he is going. On top of his grave, they leave shells, yellow flowers and once again, a name tag. No cross though, not after what happened to him. 

Standing around the grave, wanting to say a few parting words, none of them can actually find the proper words of what to say to the boy that means so much to them. How do you even say goodbye to someone who you planned to be with for the rest of forever? It’s in that moment, when they are just standing huddled together, that they realise exactly what is happening and what they have lost. Only Tae accepted all of his emotions from the start, the others only allowed anger to come through. Now, realising there’s no more revenge to be taken, there’s no one to be angry with anymore, they feel the sadness crash over them, not in waves, but all at once, at full force.

Sobbing, they just stand there, feeling like failures because none of them can find the right words, none of them are ready to say goodbye. In the following weeks, whenever they aren’t working, they are sitting next to the grave, talking to their boyfriend. Informing him on everything they have been doing, that they have been moving forward, but never moving on. Every day, at least one of them gives in to the tears that are threatening to spill at all times, at least one of them refuses to get out of bed. It’s as if they are taking turns in losing their minds, though none of them are actually doing well. The silence in their new place is eery, it seems like it’s constantly echoing their Minnie’s voice even if it’s never actually there.

Eventually, five years later, they decide to finally move to a new place. Staying next to the grave, still talking to their partner isn’t doing them any favours, it’s not helping them to move on and while none of them actually wants to, they know they can keep him alive wherever they go, as long as he’s in their minds and with fresh bouquets of buttercups.

A place where he still is, their minds, to this day. Not even 200 years without Jimin could erase the boy from their minds. He was and always will be there forever, even if this Jimin refuses to be with them.

”Moving away from Busan is probably the hardest thing I ever had to do… And we’ve been through a lot together.”, Tae wipes away the few tears that escaped from his eyes.

”Yeah, leaving his grave behind… Oof… If this Jimin doesn’t want to stick around, I think it’s better that we leave before he dies”, Yoongi states, “I can’t go through that a second time. Though… The idea of leaving him…”

”Right! Getting to know this Jimin, whether he is our Jimin our not, I’m already a little too fond of him. The other day I actually started panicking about the thought of going on tour and not being here for months on end…”, Jin admits.

”Yeah, I don’t want to go on tour. Not now at least. Not until I know this Jimin better, until I know where we stand with him. I also need to figure out if he’s a reincarnation of our Jimin or if this is all purely coincidental.”, Jungkook tells them.

”How could it be coincidental though? There are too many similarities… I’m actually convinced this Jimin carries the soul of our buttercup.”

”I agree with Hobi. Think about it. He has the same greenish eyes, though this Jimin’s eyes are a little lighter. They have the same gold blonde hair. Old Jimin was sassy, but so is this one. Our Jimin worked in the apothecary to help everyone out, this Jimin started a place where you can talk, relax, and he hands out so much free food to help people who can't afford a decent meal. They both hug people to say sorry, also our buttercup would always apologise first even if the situation wasn’t all that serious, simply to make sure no one was upset, this Jimin seems to do the same thing. They are around the same height. Their voices are too similar, so sweet and gentle. On top of all this, this Jimin bought the same building as his workplace, that our boyfriend also worked at and wanted to own one day. Let’s not forget how we buried our honey in Busan, hoping he would plant roots there and this Jimin is actually born there…”, Namjoon states, “I don’t buy that this is all just a coincidence… I can’t… Maybe it’s wishful thinking on my part, but so be it then.”

”If you lay it out like that… I guess you are right… Whatever it is… I just have the urge to keep our Jimin safe. In whatever way he wants to have us in his life. I think it’s safe to say, that we are friends, or something close to it. Friends keep other friends safe. Seriously, it wouldn’t be too weird if we made sure nothing happened to him, right?”, Jungkook asks.

”We’ve already announced that we are picking him up every evening and he agreed to it. I think it’s fine. Maybe for now, we don’t tell him that it’s because he reminds us of and potentially is our dead boyfriend.”, Yoongi chuckles dryly, “Maybe we should go, right now. We can hide in his kitchen.”

”Or we can have breakfast first, do some work and then go to him. We have been neglecting our work the past few days, and while no one has been complaining, they are waiting for new lyrics.”, Namjoon reminds them, instantly taking on his leader role, “It is easy that our boss has been with us since forever and that he is more like our father than anything else, but even dad’s get angry when their kids don’t do as they are asked.”

”Fine.”, Tae says, “Food, writing, Jimin. In that order. Though it’s a sucky order and I don’t like it.”

”We know you consider him your soulmate Tae, despite us possible not having souls anymore, but remember that this Jimin is not aware of anything just yet. Overwhelming him is the last thing we need to do right now. If he chases us away, what will we do then?”, Jin looks at his younger boyfriend, “We have all missed Minnie, we still do. Going home is torture, but taking things slowly is for the best right now.

Breakfast disappears almost the minute it is put on the table, all of them are eating so fast, they are sure that if they weren’t vampires and couldn’t die, they would choke to death. Breakfast is devoured in 12 minutes, where they normally enjoy their food and the atmosphere of all of them together, sitting around the table, talking about literally everything, they now just eat in silence, barely chewing their food. They’ll do as Namjoon says, but he never put a duration on their time away from their new friend, or old boyfriend? Whatever title they should give him.

Writing stops them from running out of the door shortly after breakfast. None of them seem to be able to write something down. Still stuck with their boyfriend’s death in their head, it stops them from coming up with anything good. They’ve written so many songs about love, having a crush and even being burned out, but death… They’ve written about it, but if you listen to the song, you wouldn’t know. Now, the only thing they want to write is so obviously related to the topic, they fear their fans would be freaked out and that is not what they stand for. As a group they want to bring joy, happiness and comfort. They can creep people out on their own, whenever they pen down solo songs they release on their personal mixtapes.

It’s been hours and besides a few words, the piece of paper lying on the table in front of them stays empty. Frustrated Taehyung throws his pencil against the wall. He then gets up, walks out of their studio and makes his way to the garden where he screams out his frustration. Of all the days to have writer’s block, it had to be today. He hears the footsteps before they reach him and having lived with his boyfriends for this long, he knows it’s Yoongi.

”Tae, come on. Namjoon is taking us out for lunch.”, Yoongi takes him by the hand, softly pulling him closer.

”Lunch? Hyung it’s nearly time for dinner. Also…”, Tae starts.

”You aren’t hungry. I know. None of us are”, Yoongi finishes Tae’s sentence, “But you know Joon. He wants us to maintain a normal, human, routine so that we don’t lose ourselves to our vampiric nature.”

”True and I respect him for it, but come on… We could easily skip it and go see Jimin. Is no one worried about him? Does no one miss him? Hyung, tell me it’s not me just feeling guilty about everything that happened to him and while he might not remember… We do… How do you live with that? It was one thing when he wasn’t alive, but now that he is… I want, no… I need to be around him, I need to make sure he is fine, I need to make sure he isn’t ill or scared or whatever… I need to know I’m there to help him in any situation. Sure, nobody is going to drown him in this day and age, but there are guns, knives, people setting things on fire. Oh, and let’s not forget that harassment is always an issue, whatever century you live in.”

”Believe me when I say, all of us want to be with him. Why do you think we can’t write, because we are with our minds in that tea shop, wondering if Min is doing okay, whether he needs helps, whether he misses us as much as we miss him? My mind keeps convincing me he doesn’t want to be near us anymore, that he was done with us the minute we went home. If I could, I’d be running to ChickTea right now just to make sure that he hasn’t forgotten about us. I guess, when it comes to our Jiminie, we are all drama queens. Joonie gets it though, which you would know if you had stayed in your seat and talked to him like a normal person.”

”Yoongi hyung, I get it, but it’s Jimin we are talking about. I can’t stay calm when it comes to him.”

”Nobody expects you to. That’s why we are going to have a late lunch at ChickTea and hopefully have Jimin join us after his shift ford inner.”, Yoongi tells Tae with the biggest smile on his face.

”YOU COULD NOT HAVE TOLD ME THAT SOONER? LET’S GO! GAJA!”, Taehyung screams, making his way outside, fully aware that one of his boyfriends will bring his bag with them.

To seem normal, they take their car to drive to the center of Seoul. It frustrates them how slow the vehicle moves, but at least they are on their way to their buttercup, that counts for something. Parking in front of the building, they look at each other, all of them in a better mood simply because they are about to see Jimin, something they have been waiting for the entire day.

Jin hands them all a mask and headgear to wear, a precaution just in case it’s still busy inside. It’s still the weekend, most people go out to relax and eat, the last thing they want is to walk in without a disguise, be recognised and then have the place overrun by their fans. While it would be good business for Jimin, they don’t want to imagine the pressure it would put on him afterwards when people would go there solely for them, even if they aren’t there. Constantly having to turn their fans down and being pressured into inviting them back, would definitely take a toll on the younger. 

Walking in, they keep their heads down and good thing too, because the place is packed, there isn’t even room for them to sit. Walking up to the counter, they notice the younger wiping some hair out of his eyes, furiously making drinks and placing snacks on plates, to be taken away by the two other people running around in this place. The atmosphere is relaxed, calm but also thrilling and exciting. In the corner, people are looking for new books and doing little happy jumps when they find one that fits them, with the music just loud enough and most heads bopping to it, it’s clear how much this place is for everyone. Even children are just quietly reading one of the many picture books, manhwa’s or are colouring, because there even is a binder full of different colouring pages. They are well impressed, the gold blonde has thought of everything. No wonder this place is running smoothly, despite it being filled to the brim with people.

”Hi, welcome to ChickTea. My name is Jimin and I’ll be making your food and drinks today. How can I help you?”

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“We would like to eat and drink something here, if that’s possible.”, Tae says, a little too loudly.

”Oh my god! What are you doing here?”, Jimin panics upon seeing the six men in front of him, “Come with me. NOW!”

The younger pushes them towards the back into a room that has a big table, a snack and beverage corner, a few sofas and some very comfortable looking chairs. There’s even an old jukebox in the corner and a small tv.

”I’ll repeat my question. What are you doing here?!”, Jimin whisper yells, “I specifically told you not to come here during opening hours! DO YOU NOT LISTEN TO A WORD I SAY?! Did no one, in the 1000 years that you are alive, tell you ‘no’? What do I have to do to get it in your thick skull, that I meant every word I said?! I thought vampires were supposed to have superhearing?!”

”We missed you.”, Yoongi states, surprisingly not reacting to any of the gold blonde’s vampire digs. He knows that they deserve them, they did go against the younger’s will.

”I miss you too, but do you see me running towards the Hybe building during your work hours to distract you from your work and potentially send all your fans in a frenzy? DO YOU?”, Jimin raises his eyebrows, looking at them with fire in his eyes.

”Well no…”, Namjoon answers honestly.

”Also, how would you send our fans in a frenzy by coming to the building?”, Jungkook questions, which makes Jimin’s nostrils flare.

”Besides, we work from home most of the time. As long as we deliver our work in time, we are good.”, Jin informs the younger, who is crossing his arms, making him look quite intimidating, which they didn’t think could happen with how small Jimin looks at all times.

”DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?! Did I ask for any of that information? The point of the matter is, I do not barge into your workplace, keep you from your job during the busiest time, because I miss you. I wait for the right time to show up. Especially when that has been requested beforehand! Remember when I caught you practicing how to be more human?”

”We weren’t…”, Hoseok mumbles.

”Sure, and if I don’t believe that, you’ll tell me any other lie. Whatever… But learning how to listen and understand the word ‘no’ should be added next time you practice. Learn a thing or two from me. Communication and your ability to listen to others is important… Instead of being out there, helping my staff out, I’m in here, with you, and I can’t even be happy about it, because this really is inconvenient!”

”Jiminie, we are sorry. It’s true that we always act on instinct and we promise we’ll work on that. Next time, we’ll text you or call to ask if it’s okay that we come by, but ever since spending those five days with you, you are always on our mind. We promise we’ll stay here and maybe we can make ourselves useful, without revealing ourselves.”, Jin tells the younger, trying to calm him down.

”Like what? Hyyuunngg, It’s just so busy out there. I have to go back. I don’t have time for this.”

”I can help out in the kitchen. I noticed your snacks are almost gone, I’m good at baking and so is Yoongi. We can make a few more, to last you until closing time. We’ve also noticed most people are eating small sandwiches, Jungkook and Hobi can make those. Tae and Namjoon can do the dishes that we saw piling up behind the counter. With their mask and hat on, they are quite unrecognisable. Once they are in the kitchen, we’ll close the door, to make sure nobody sees us. If we need to refill something or pick something up, we will always hide our face and we won’t go further than the counter. What do you say?”

”I can’t expect you to work hyung. Not for free and I can’t pay you.”, Jimin admits, while looking at his shoes.

”We’ll gladly help out Minnie. If it helps to keep you calm, less stressed out and gives you the opportunity to go home earlier later tonight, well… That’s payment enough.”, Jin reassures him, “Keep your money. Not to brag, but we’ve got more than enough already.”

”Of course you do. You’ve been making money for hundreds of years now. Also, proper question. Have we ever heard of poor vampires?”

Yoongi rolls his eyes. He knows they deserve this, but honestly, wiping the younger’s mind really is a tempting idea right now. He is too close to the truth and while he is sure they won’t wait too long to tell him, he also needs him to stop with his vampire theories, before Yoongi, in a burst of annoyance tells him he’s right and ruins the moment for them to tell him in a comfortable environment where he feels safe. His boyfriends would not appreciate that.

“Ugh, you should be lucky I live in this day and age though, because if I lived with you in the 18th century or so I would tell people I was a witch, simply so they could drown me. At least that would stop you from being this annoying. Of course, you’d be there and save me in time, but the shock would teach you a lesson. That is what they did in those time isn't it? Or was my history teacher wrong?”, With that question hanging in the air, he leaves behind six shocked and sad idols, who for once, have no idea how to answer back to the younger.

Silently they make their way to the kitchen, trying to get rid of the imagine of their dead boyfriend and focussing on the sassy business owner they managed to successfully piss off.

For an hour and a half, they stay in the kitchen in silence, none of them are speaking, scared to make too much noise and have Jimin tell them off again. They understand why he is angry, though they wish he would understand. Which he doesn’t, because they never explained to him what goes through their head, who they are reminded of, everything they see in him. The dishes are being done, cupcakes and brownies are baked, sandwiches are made. Knowing their hard work will help the younger, they put in their best effort.

     


”I’ll just put everything in the kitchen as always! Don’t worry Jiminie! Halmeoni knows where everything goes!”, An older woman with grey hair up in a messy bun, a few laugh wrinkles, dressed in dungarees and green rain boots, opens the door, turns to take in the scene before her, spins back around and says, “Jiminie! Are you aware your kitchen is filled with handsome men?”

Halmeoni is gently pushed into the kitchen by a panicked Jimin who is holding onto her shoulders, “Sssshhhhttttt! Why don’t you scream it all over the place? I don’t think people in the back have heard you.”

”I was trying to, but then you shoved me in here. Why are you freaking out? I would react very differently if I were your age and there were six men in my kitchen. Did I mention they are very good looking?”

”You are shameful! Also, you did mention they were handsome and while that is true, they also cause a lot of trouble and I’m actually pretty annoyed with them. Other than that, if people find out they are in here, I will never have a quiet moment in this place, it will always be filled with screaming fangirls demanding I bring BTS in here.”, Jimin whispers.

”Ooooh! This is what BTS looks like… Jiminie, now I know why you adore these men so much. Oof! If I had known they looked this fine I would have joined you in being a fan. WOW! God had favourites when he created men, and these six were amongst them. So were you dear, I’ve said this before.”, She turns to Jimin, pinching his cheeks, “With you he also dropped his vial of cuteness, though. My adorable little boy.” The older woman turns to the men again, while holding a cucumber that she is pointing at them, her face becomes stern, “So, who here annoyed my Jiminie? Who do I need to teach a lesson?”

The idols don’t really know what to say, all they do is gawk at each other, then at the woman in the front. Memories flood their head, memories of hundreds of years ago, memories of an older woman smiling, giggling, dancing with her boy, memories of her scolding them for not taking good enough care of their boyfriend, memories of her asking them to draw pictures so she can remember her little one even if he ever leaves her, memories of her lying next to her death adoptive son, unmoving, having died of heartbreak. The men want to hug her close, tell her they never broke their promise, how they did take revenge for the younger’s death, how they never forgot him and kept loving him even when he wasn’t with them, how they visited his grave in Busan every year, once on the day he died and a week later on his birthday, that they also always do concerts there, so they can visit him on the day they arrive and the day they leave, but how can they when she doesn’t remember a thing?

”Is anyone going to answer my question?”, When the men stay silent, the woman turns back to the gold blonde man next to her, “Why is it that all the handsome men are dumb?”

”Oh no, Halmeoni, they really aren’t dumb. I think they are just scared of you. Waving that cucumber around, you do look threatening. Seriously, I wouldn’t open my mouth either.”

”You’ve got a point.”, She turns back to the idols, putting the cucumber down on the nearest table, “I’m honestly not scary, but I do adore this little bean next to me. I’ve basically adopted him as my own, even his parents gave me permission, but because he already has a mother and a father, I’ve dubbed myself his halmeoni. Which means I am his guardian angel here in Seoul. If you hurt him, or if he even sheds a tear because of the six of you… I will do much worse than wave a piece of vegetable in your face, but… if you treat my Jiminie like he’s the most precious thing in your life, then I give you my permission for his hand in marriage. Not that that’s enough though, because you’ll still need to get his parents' permission, but it’d be a start.”

”So you are saying that you’d be fine with Jimin marrying six men?”, Yoongi asks in disbelief.

”Of course. My little one deserves to be loved, something six men can do better than one. I honestly don’t care how many of you there are, and whether you are even human, but if you promise me that you’ll be here for him, at all times, even when you aren’t in Seoul, that you’ll take care of him when he feels sad, lonely, ill or whatever else, that you’ll feed him, make sure he doesn’t overwork himself, accept his good sides and I can hear you think that you’ll accept his flaws too, but my Jiminie doesn’t have any so that makes it so much easier on you. If you also promise me that you’ll put him before anyone or anything else, then I’ll gladly leave him in your care.”

”Wait… What do you mean with, whether we are even human.”, Namjoon asks the older woman looking at them with an intense stare.

”Oh!”, her face changes into a playful smile, “Jiminie here, he’s told me all about you potentially being vampires and with how pale you look, I wouldn’t be surprised. That or you guys are all deadly ill.”

Yoongi, who is standing the closest to Jimin, grabs a strawberry and throws it at the younger, hitting him right in the head, “Will you stop telling people that we are vampires?”

”Only when you tell me that you are.”, Jimin shoots back, “Anyway, I’m going to close up. Halmeoni, don’t scare my temporary staff off, they did great, so I might give them dinner before I yell at them some more.”

”Dinner? Here? Jiminie, your desserts are great, but cooking… You should leave that to someone else. Except for your Chicken Noodle Soup though! You can make them that!”

”I won’t be the one cooking. It’s safe to say I learned my lesson from the few times I nearly burned my kitchen down. Honestly, it is a mystery to me how baking is something I can do with my eyes closed, but then cooking… Proper disaster…”

”Don’t bake with your eyes closed honey. No matter how good you are, it’s still dangerous.”

Jimin groans at his halmeoni’s words. He adores the older woman, but sometimes he needs her to stop for a moment.

”Go little one, I’ll lock up. You know I’ll put everything in the right place, I’ve closed the shop for you before. Also, don’t forget. If these six undead people aren’t your cup of tea, I can still marry you off to my son.”, She winks at the younger, pinches his cheeks, picks up a box filled with tomatoes and makes her way to the back of the kitchen.

”Halmeoni, undead people are zombies.”, Jimin corrects the older woman, walking out of the kitchen to hang the ‘Closed’ sign on the door.  

”Zombies, vampires.. Practically the same thing.”, she then turns to the six men, “You have been warned. You might be supernatural, but I will be the one to hunt you down and bring you to your knees. Got it?”

The six men all nod, while quickly cleaning up their spot in the kitchen so they can join the younger one for food. By now, they are hungry, seeing as they never had lunch.

”Before you go”, the older woman starts, stopping the men dead in their tracks, “You may think that I’m joking when I say you should treat my Jiminie well, but I am not. I never planned on selling my vegetables and fruit to anyone. For the longest time, I made soup and sold fruit salade. I only agreed to working with my boy because he was so polite when he came to my farm, because he gave the most genuine compliments about my food and told me he wanted to work with people who treated everyone and anything with respect. It might be strange to you, but the fact that Jimin-ah greets my crops, talks to them to help them grow and keeps them happy… The fact that he pays more for them than I asked him to, because he feels sorry for taking away my income, which is silly because I already earned more working with my little one and now, I could sit aside and do nothing for the rest of my days, simply because he pays me so well… I don’t sell my fruit and vegetables to just anyone and people have been asking for twenty years now. Jiminie is special, he is respectful, he is kind, he is also the most genuine boy I have ever met in my entire life. Break his heart and I’ll break you. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but I can see that he likes you. If you don’t plan on staying, leave now and don’t come back. If you don’t want to go, then your only option is to stay. I don’t care as what, friends, lovers… Just… Please, don’t hurt him.”, Halmeoni begs.

”We know he is special. He wormed his way into our hearts and we aren’t ready to let that go. If he’ll have us, we’ll stay with him forever.”, Yoongi says sincerely, hoping the woman in front of them believes their words.

”Good. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. Also, I really understand why Jiminie thinks you are vampires. Who talks of forever these days? Most people date, get tired of each other and throw their partners out. Modern society and all that. Besides, maybe some time in the sun might do you wonders, unless you burn up, maybe just stay in your coffins during the warmest hours of the day. Or do you sparkle?”

”Did Jimin make you watch Twilight?”, Taehyung asks, laughing at the woman’s words.

”Yes! All five of them. I don’t mind though, the eye candy in those movies is just to die for. Then again, you already might be dead, so…”

”I can see why you and Jimin get along so well”, Yoongi grumbles, making halmeoni chuckle.

”I practically raised him the past three years. When he came here, he was a shy little kid, that barely opened his mouth. That smart mouth he uses now, he only used at home, thanks to me he now uses it at all times.”

”So I have you to blame for him annoying me every chance he gets?”, Yoongi asks.

”Yes you do! I’m proud of it too.”, Halmeoni giggles;

The door then opens, the head of the gold blonde peeking in.

”I thought we were going for dinner?”

”Yes, we are. Lead the way Jiminie.”, Jungkook smiles softly at him, so very fond of the younger.

Right when Jimin is about to open the front door, he sees Soo-ah and Kwang-soo come out of the staffroom. Eyeing him up and down, they looking at the six men following Jimin like excited puppies.

”Oh. My. God! Oppa, you were right! That is BTS! Woah!”

”I’m always right Soo-ah. Always. Boss, shouldn’t you introduce us?”

”Hyung, noona, this is BTS. Hyungs, these are Kwang-soo hyung and Soo-ah noona. Or as I like to call them, the twins.”

”If you are the same age, then why do you call him oppa?”, Taehyung asks confused.

”Because oppa is born first. He is 9 minutes older and very proud of the fact. He would always refer to himself as oppa while we were growing up. I guess it just stuck. I honestly don’t mind calling him that. It’s all good. If it strokes his ego, then I'll gladly do it. Anything to have him nag less.”

”Rude... I don't have an ego.", Kwang-soo huffs, "Anyway Jiminie, where are you going at this hour, with six very handsome man? Should we call you later to see if they haven’t gobbled you up?”

”Hyung, shut it! Why is everyone intent on embarrassing me? WHY?!”, Jimin cries, so done with everyone and everything, “We are just going for dinner. Is that a problem?”

”No boss, of course not!”, Soo-ah laughs at her boss’ despair, “By the way, I’m sure that I speak for the both of us when I say, we give you guys our permission to date our Jiminie. Just don’t hurt him, because we will kill you. There are guides out there on how to kill vampires.

Jimin chokes on his own spit, hearing his noona’s words. A loud groan is heard once the vampire comment has ended, while Jungkook and Hoseok reply with a ‘noted’ at the same time.

”Thank you for your permission, we would have definitely come and ask for it when and if we decide to date him, we are old souls like that, good to know we don’t have to do that anymore. We promise we will take care of him. He’s already very special to us.”, Namjoon smiles at the younger who by now is furiously blushing.”

”If we can go now, otherwise I’m just going home. I still have some cup noodles in my kitchen.”, Jimin’s voice rises a little, his cheeks glowing bright red, ready to leave the conversation at this very minute.

”Don’t be shy boss. They are good men, you deserve to be happy and if not that… Just know you’ll never be bored in the bedroom.”, Soo-ah winks at the younger.

”Noona! Can you just. shut. up?! That’s it! I’m going home, locking myself inside for at least a week.”, The younger shrieks.

”Don’t listen to them Jimin-ah. Tonight, we’ll just go for dinner. That’s it.”, Jin takes his hand, trying to stop him from running, “Please just join us. We won’t even mention anything we’ve heard here.”

”We promise to talk about anything else and to make sure you eat enough. Once our bellies are filled, we will drop you off at home. That’s it.”, Jungkook offers.

”Fine…”, the younger replies softly, then turns to his employees, “You! I don’t want to hear from you at all tonight!”

”How about tomorrow?”, Kwang-soo smirks.

”NO! You come to work and you stay quiet. I cannot deal with this. Just. Shush!”

The twins nod, understanding that it’s weird for their boss to be liked by one person, let alone six, but there is also a part that wants to tease him. For as long as they’ve known him, he’s never had a crush, he hasn’t had anyone ask him out. With them being his only friends, this is new to them and watching their friend this shy, it tickles their teasing streak. For now, they’ll stop, let him find his own way, be there with advice if he ever needs any, but it’ll be hard to not pester him with questions.


During dinner, the seven boys constantly talk, there is no pauze in between topics. They go from Jimin’s job, to the latest film they’ve seen, from favourite food to holiday destinations they loved a lot. When the idols find out that the furthest from home Jimin has been is moving to Seoul, they tell him where they want to take him. They even offer to take him on tour with them, which makes him giggle. He never really gives them a reply, though he does tell them he couldn’t leave ChickTea behind. What the gold blonde takes from that entire situation is not that they want him to leave his workplace behind, but that they want him to be around them at all times, that they want him to travel with them, hang out with them, be with them, in whatever shape or form they understand ‘be with’.

Jimin doesn’t want to keep his hopes up, he doesn’t want to think that they like him as much as he likes them, but even if they do, he promises himself to be cautious. Every time people told him they liked him, it would never work out. It would be prank, they would try to mould him into someone they wanted him to be instead of accepting him for him or they would drop him as a friend the minute a popular person invited them in their little clique. Six popular idols liking him… He wouldn’t be surprised if a camera showed up, revealing them being nice to him was all for show, for views.

”It’s getting late, how about we drive you home? That way we know you are safe and that you aren’t overworking yourself.”, Namjoon smiles at the younger.

”I can just walk home hyung, we aren’t that far away from my apartment.”, Jimin replies, not wanting to bother the others, “Besides, you need to tell me how my share of the bill is.”

”Silly Minnie, whenever we eat together, we are paying. Put your wallet away buttercup, we’ve got this.”, Jin tells him.

"But... I'm the one who invited you for dinner...", Jimin pouts, "That means I should at least pay for my own food, if not all of yours..."

"That's ridiculous. What century are you living in Minnie? Keep your money, covering your share will literally not make a dent in our capital.

Hesitating, Jimin looks at his wallet and back to the six men, who nod encouragingly to put away his money. Not wanting to start a discussion and end this night sombrely, Jimin does as they tell him, then thinks to himself that he can pay next time. If they let him, that is.

Climbing in the car, they allow him to sit in the front, next to Yoongi. Noticing how tired the younger is, the older men fall quiet, hoping for Jimin to fall asleep and catch up on some well-deserved rest. While the younger stays silent, watching the streetlights pass by, he doesn’t fall asleep. If the drive had taken a little longer, he probably would have, but with how short the distance was between the restaurant and his home, he didn’t have the time to be lulled to sleep.

The idols climb the stairs to Jimin’s roof apartment, dropping him off at his door. Jimin likes that they did that. They could have easily waved at him from the car, then leave, but they told him they’d drop him off in front of his place and that is what they are doing. Seeing how they are keeping their promise, it makes his heart flutter, it makes him trust them a little more than he already did.

“Minnie, before you go inside. I… No, we… All of us…. We have a question we would love to ask you.”, Taehyung starts.

The younger looks at them with big eyes, a little nervous to hear what they have to say. What could they want from him? He literally has nothing to offer them. His eyes grow big, his lips for a pout and his hands hide themselves away in the sleeves of his sweater. Waiting for them to ask their question, he realises he never gave them any indication that they could ask that question and that he is listening, so he quickly nods his head.

”Minnie… Would you like to go on a date with us?”

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“This isn’t a prank, right? There are no camera’s hidden somewhere close by?”, Jimin questions, eyes shifting from left to right, unconsciously pouting, a small frown between his eyes.

”No there aren’t Minnie.”, Hobi tells him, while massaging the spot between his eyes, getting rid of that frown, “Stop frowning honey. There’s no need for that. We just really want to take you out on a date.”

”And, because we know you worry about getting lynched by our fans, we won’t take you out on a public place.”, Taehyung smiles at the gold blonde, “It will just be the seven of us. No cameras, no posts on social media. Nothing. Just you and us. Something simple.”

”With absolutely no expectation that we’ll go on a second date or that you feel the same way we do. Just like when we go to dinner or walk you home, we will just talk, get to know each other more. If you decide you don’t like us and don’t ever want to see us again... Good. I mean, we’ll be sad, but we will respect that. If you decide you like us, but just as friends, then we’ll be exactly that. If you do like us and want to see where this can go, then we’ll figure it all out together. As I said earlier though, there is no pressure, no expectation. For now, we just want to spend more time with you. That’s it.”, Namjoon explains.

”I didn’t lie earlier when I said that we miss you when you aren’t around. I agree with Joon though. There is no pressure. I can’t imagine what it must be like to have six idols like you. I’m sure that brings some kind of stress along. If not now, maybe in the future. Just know that if you do like us, we will listen to your concerns, we will do everything in our power to make you feel safe, loved and comfortable.”

The younger stares at the six men in front of him, then stands on his tippy toes, trying to look behind them. Understanding that he is still looking for cameras, just to be sure, they chuckle and step aside. Once Jimin deems his little roof safe, he looks back at them. A blush starts to form on his cheeks and for some reason, he just can’t look at them. He already knows they want to take him out and yet… Some part of him is convinced that they’ll retract the offer once he agrees. Pulling on the sleeves of his sweater trying to hide his hands even more, he honestly has no idea why it gives him comfort, but it does, he nods.

”Did you just nod?”, Jungkook double checks.

”Does that mean you’ll go on a date with us?”, Jin’s voice rises a little, enthusiasm laced through it.

”You won’t call me tomorrow to uninvite me, right?”, Jimin whispers.

”No, we won’t”, Yoongi states immediately, removing all doubt from the younger’s mind, “Whoever hurt you in the past, they were absolutely dumb and they are the ones who have to live with that decision now. We won’t make that mistake.”

”I honestly don’t think they suffer much from their decision making. They are probably happy that they got rid of me.”

”Well, their loss is our gain. We won’t hear any different. Minnie, we can’t wait to spend the day with you. Can you make it tomorrow?”, Tae asks, practically vibrating.

”Tomorrow?!”, Jimin is taken aback, he didn’t think it would all happen this soon, "What about work?"

”You own the place! You can take time off whenever!”, Tae suggests.

”I mean… I can’t. I have to set an example for my staff. If I take time off whenever, they’ll want to do the same thing. Which will lead to me having to close my shop, because I can't say no to the twins. Believe me, I tried.”, Jimin explains.

”Just this once? I solemnly swear, that if you agree to go out on a second date, we’ll give you more time to pick a date, but I’m worried that you’ll call us tomorrow and decline our invitation. Besides, the twins gave their permission to date us… So….”

”Tae hyung… Can you give me two days? That way I can inform them at work tomorrow. I don’t want to put them on the spot. Agreeing to keep the place open without their boss and work longer hours is one thing, being forced to do so while you didn’t plan on it… I can’t do that to them…”

”Jiminie, don’t worry. While Tae is very excited, so are we, we also have to learn that your schedule is different from ours. How about you pinky promise us that you’ll spend time with us on Saturday? That gives your staff some time to think things over and if they don’t want to keep the place open, we’ll send some of our staff over that always works during company parties and charity events. We can also do Sunday, if that works out better. Let us know, it’s all good. We can adapt to your needs.”, Jin assures him.

”As long as you pinky promise.”, Hobi holds up his pinkie, smiling at the younger. The rest of the men follow.

”I can do that.”, The gold blonde says, in the tiniest voice they have ever heard come out of a human being.

Walking to the idols, he one by one wraps his tiny pinkie around their bigger one, making all of them coo inwardly, trying not to scare Jimin away. They don’t know how much more he can take tonight, so they’ll fanboy in silence.

”Jiminie?”

”Joon hyung?”

”Would you be okay with us… Maybe… You don’t have to agree though, I’m just putting it out there…”, watching Namjoon struggle to find the right words is hilarious to his boyfriends, but they are all curious about what he is trying to ask, “Would you allow us to give you a kiss on the cheek?”

The last part is so silent, so soft, that Jimin isn’t sure he has heard it correctly. His boyfriends are all perplexed, because yes, it is something they have all dreamed of doing, it is not something they planned on asking so soon.

”Kiss? On my cheek?”, Jimin asks quietly, pointing at his cheek.

All Namjoon can do is nod, words are just too much right now. In return the younger smiles sweetly, bobs his head and turns his cheek to the older, who is ready to just scream in happiness and faint. Though that would be missing out on a great opportunity, one they have all longed for, so he tries to hold it together long enough for him to finally achieve his goal.

The rapper walks up to the younger, bends down a little and places his lips on the gold blonde’s cheek. If he could, this is where he’d stay, close to Jimin, but he knows his boyfriends are waiting for their turn and even though he wishes he could be selfish, he wants to share his happiness with the people he loves most in the world. Jimin’s cheeks are already tinted red after one kiss, they all wonder how red they’ll be once all of them have kissed him.

Hobi is second to give the younger a kiss and just like Namjoon, that is where he wants to stay. Moving is so incredibly hard right now, he manages to do it though, swapping places with Jungkook who places his head against Jimin’s and lingers a little longer than his previous boyfriends. Closing his eyes, taking in that feeling of utter bliss, he gives himself 5 seconds to enjoy it, stepping away from the younger, Jin is already waiting for his turn. As the oldest one in the relationship, he has always felt the most responsible to make everyone happy and today is no different. His time with the younger is the shortest, but watching him breathe in and out to calm his heart, Jin knows he liked it just as much. Tae then storms to Jimin, hugs him close, puts his nose against the gold blonde’s cheek, takes in the boy’s smell, then kisses him not once, but twice. It’s surprising to his boyfriends that he, eventually, lets Jimin go. They were convinced they would have to drag Taehyung away from the gold blonde. Yoongi calmly walks to the younger, who by now looks so red they are scared he’s about to explode and who has his eyes closed, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his sweater, takes both of the younger's hands in one of his, trying to calm the younger down. It surprises Jimin, who clearly hadn’t expected that move, his eyes fly open staring straight into Yoongi’s gold ones. The elder smiles at him, breathes in deeply, then nods at Jimin who follows him in his action. While Jimin is focussed on his breathing, Yoongi quickly gives him a kiss, then steps back to watch the younger’s eyes close again. Taking a few more deep breaths to stop his erratic heart from escaping his chest.

”Good night Jiminie. We’ll see you this weekend. Until then, we’ll leave you be. Normally we’d pick you up, but we have a date to plan and we have bothered you enough today, therefore, we’ll give you some breathing space. If you have questions, don’t hesitate to ask us and if we don’t hear from you, we’ll be expecting you Saturday around lunchtime at our place. We’ll send you a driver, like last time. If that time or date doesn’t work for you, again… Don’t be scared to tell us. We can’t wait to spend the day with you.”, Namjoon waves, the action followed by his five boyfriends, who then turn around and with one last look make their way down the stairs, back to their car that is parked in front of Jimin’s building.



At night, when everything is quiet and peaceful in their part of the forest, the men are sitting outside in their garden, where they recently planted more buttercup flowers now that it doesn’t hurt them anymore to look at them. Enjoying the birds chirping, the wind rustling the leaves of the trees, the butterflies gracefully flying by, they are going over the events of the day.

”Did anyone else hear Jimin say that he missed us too?”, Jungkook asks his boyfriends, thinking back at the younger admitting to it, despite being heavily annoyed with them.

”Yes! I did! I had to stop myself from cheering and punching the air, because oof… I don’t think even he knows that he admitted to it.”, Namjoon smiles, remembering the moment.

”Wait? When did he tell us he missed us?”, Yoongi wonders, annoyed at having missed those words.

”Remember how you told him that the reason we showed up at ChickTea was because we missed him?”

”Of course Kook-ah. I will never forget the fire blazing in his eyes when he heard those words. For such an adorable little bean, he is quite scary when he’s angry.”, Yoongi tells them, all of them agreeing.

”He replied back something like “I miss you too, but do you see me going into the Hybe building when you’re busy! Those are probably not his exact words, but that’s the gist of it. The moment was ruined though when we all started telling him that we didn’t really work from the office, more from home… That bit.”, Jungkook informs them.

”Oh, the part where he really exploded. Look, all I remember about that moment is that he was just too adorable with his little pout and his sassy stance, while at the same time being incredibly scary. I also was thinking about ways we could make it up to him, how we could make him smile again.”, Jin admits, “But now I’m sad I didn’t notice him saying these words.”

”Why didn’t you tell us then? Why did you keep that moment to yourself?”, Tae annoyingly asks.

”It wasn’t the right time to tell you in that moment. We had already pissed him up by showing up, then he nearly combusted when we didn’t want to agree on being wrong. Can you imagine if in that moment we started talking about him missing us and not listening to what he was saying? We would have lost everything we build with him up until that moment.”

”I agree with Joon, it wouldn’t have been the right time, but I’m still sad I didn’t notice it. Why is he that adorable? He continuously distracts me with not just his good looks, but everything else. How can someone be that perfect.”, Hoseok rambles.

”It’s not even the fact that he looks like our buttercup. Can we deny that that isn’t the reason we were attracted to him at first? No, we can’t. It’s just that… There’s so much more to him. I especially love how he looks so fragile, but then you set him off and he turns into this little, sassy, dangerous fighting machine. I never saw it coming when he put that guy on the floor and then just sat on him… I guess it’s true what they say, the nicer the person, the creepier they get when they are angry.”, Jin chuckles.

”It’s the fact that he allows people to help him out, knowing he doesn’t need it. He is perfectly capable of doing things on his own, of taking care of himself. The only reason he probably allows us to walk him home or help him in the kitchen is because he knows we get happiness out of it… Also, hyung… you calling him buttercup? Really?”

”Yoon-ah, I’m sorry. It just slipped. In my defence though, it just matches him very well too. Jiminie has the same gold blonde hair, hence why we started calling our Jimin buttercup. If he had been reborn with brown or black hair, I would have never called him that. My first idea was calling him chickpea, but that’s what his parents call him, which might be a little weird if I do it too… Besides, Hobi called him honey, which is something we also called our Jimin. All the nicknames that fit him because of his hair, we gave to our past boyfriend as well. Does that mean we can’t use them anymore?”

”I think we can, as long as we, when the time comes, explain to Min that we like him for him and not because he’s very similar to our old boyfriend. This Jimin is still different, this Jimin is equally as amazing. I hate that we had to give up our first buttercup, but it led us to this one who is similar but also his own perfect person.”

”Should we really tell him Joon hyung? Would he not be upset?”

”Maybe Tae, but I think it’s for the best. This place has drawings of him and honestly, I don’t want to hide him or try to forget about him. Our memories with him are precious. Though, I also wouldn’t want Jimin to walk into a room, find those drawings and believe that we are only interested in him because of the similarities. I’d hate myself if that happened. This Jiminie is worthy of love, happiness and bliss because of who he is, not of who he looks like.”

”You are right…”, Tae nods, “What do we do if he walks away though?”

”Then we let him go, we give him time to think and we find a way to convince him that it’s him we want, without lying. He isn’t dumb. If there is anything he’ll be certain of is that we stayed in touch because we needed to know if he was our Min. It’s all the conversations, watching him at work, seeing how people adore him, that made us fall for him. We’ll get there, we’ll show him, but it might take time. So please, don’t get angry at him if he needs distance and time to think.”

“For now, let’s focus on something nice. Has anyone had the chance to smell Jimin? Because oof! I don’t know what he smells like, but underneath that tea aroma, there is something so sweetly alluring. Giving him a kiss on the cheek is probably the hardest thing I had to do lately seeing as I was trying to keep my drool in. Stepping away from him is getting harder lately. Not seeing him for a few days now, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of you has to restrain me.”, Tae admits.

”Oof! Yes! His smell is phenomenal. Most people just smell bitter, but his scent fits him so well. Just as sweet as he is. I’ve also been preferring tea over coffee lately and we all know who made that happen…”, Yoongi confesses.

”That’s so weird coming from you, mister coffee addict.”, Hobi giggles.

”I know, it freaked me out the first time I realised. Though none of the tea I make is as good as the one Jiminie makes. He is right though, black tea over fruity ones always. Also, green tea just doesn’t sit right with me… Anything green is too healthy.”

They all laugh at Yoongi’s words. Somewhat shocked that their caffeine addicted boyfriend dropped his favourite beverage like it’s nothing in order to drink something he always loudly declared to not like and never wanted to have in his proximity again.

”I guess I shouldn’t have judged tea on one poorly poured cup.”, the rapper sniggers.



Their next few days are filled with writing lyrics, singing some lines to see if they like them, they can’t keep recycling their old songs after all, thinking of music video ideas, they even talk about stages they might want to do on tour. Despite being busy with work, their days pass by slowly. Every day someone else suggests to go out for lunch, preferably at a certain tea place, yet every day that idea is shot down by their leader or their eldest boyfriend.

Currently, Hobi’s annoyed sighs are filling the room. All of them have admitted to missing Jimin and just wanting to be around them in whatever way he wants them with him, so hearing another ‘no’ from Jin isn’t surprising, but it does frustrate them. Ordering lunch from another place feels like betrayal to them, therefore they insist on cooking themselves. Whoever does the grocery shopping that day always makes a detour to pass by the tea shop, hoping to catch a glimpse of the younger. No one does though, which irritates them to no end.

Eventually, this morning, Hobi is allowed to text the younger to ask him how he has been doing and if he’s ready for their date, just to make sure he is still alive and hasn’t changed his mind yet. Four hours later, he still hasn’t gotten a reply yet, which bothers him so much more than it should. His mind tells him something is wrong, that maybe Jimin fell and can’t get up anymore, that an intrusive customer walked in and did something to him or maybe ‘ChickTea’ burned down. What if the place got robbed? He knows he isn’t going to be able to focus on anything until he receives a reply back, which he knows can stay away for another few hours. Just like them, Jimin is working right now and with how busy the place gets, he probably doesn’t have the time to reply back.

With Hoseok this distracted, he decides to stay at home. The last thing he wants is to put his boyfriends in danger. Also, missing Jimin’s text when that finally comes in, he doesn’t want that to happen either. While Jin, Yoongi and Namjoon make their way to the store, anything to keep Namjoon out of the kitchen, the other three set the table, place pots and pans on the stove already and make their famous homemade lemonade. They also make a playlist with songs they have been hearing in the tea shop, though they leave their own songs out of it. Of course, they like their own music, but having to listen to it almost every day for half a century is just too much.

Dinner takes them a good 90 minutes from start to finish, 90 minutes of not having a phone near them. Seeing as they are always busy, they made the rule to eat dinner without any distraction. In earlier days, where there were no phones, no computers or internet, that was a much easier task, these days they seem to be even more easily distracted, hence the rule of no phones at the table. For the first time ever, this rule doesn’t sit well with the idols, but they stick to it. If they make an exception now, they’ll find more excuses to break that rule.

”Hyung. Did Jimin reply back to your text already?”, Jungkook asks eagerly, while hugging his boyfriend close, batting his eyelashes, furiously hoping that his cute actions will spur on Hobi to look faster.

”Oh! He did! Finally!”, The rapper exclaims.

I’m good hyung. Very tired and ready to go home. Yet, I still have to clean up first. I haven’t changed my mind about the date. I’ll be there, Saturday at 2pm. The twins have a family lunch they have to attend first. Once they are done with that, they’ll take over from me and I’ll make my way to your place. – Jimin

That’s fine, take your time. Don’t hurry, we’ll be here when you arrive, with food. 
Was it busy today?
All of us are very excited to see you, Minnie. It’s very boring without you here, even work can’t distract us from missing you. – Hobi

It was very busy, too busy. Apparently, some blogger has mentioned us on her IG page and now people want to try our drinks and food to see if the ‘hype’ is deserved. Not that I’m complaining, but a warning would have been nice.
I miss you too. Maybe I should hire you to come work in my kitchen? – Jimin

Sure! When do we start? – Hobi

Right now?
No no, jokes. I can’t put worldwide sensation BTS in the kitchen and deprive your fans of their favourite music and people, now can I? – Jimin


The conversation goes on like this for a while, the six men chuckling at Jimin’s replies. It’s not until the younger reminds them that he has actually to clean the place if he ever wants to go home, that they stop texting him. If it were up to them, they’d send a cleaning company to help out the younger, but they know he would never accept that. Instead of offering it to him, they wish him good luck and remind him to not overwork himself too hard.

Work goes so much better now, if they knew upfront that the only thing they needed to be productive today was a text from the younger, they would have texted him early in the morning, even before ChickTea had opened. The evening flies by, what before seemed like hourlong minutes now are minutelong hours. They only realise it’s 1am when Hoseok’s phone chimes through the room.

Thank you for checking in on me earlier. You didn’t have to, but you did it anyway. Don’t stay up too late creating whatever masterpiece you are currently writing. My sleep might be important, but so is yours. Sweet dreams hyungs. – Jimin

Sweet dreams Jiminie (preferably one, or more, that include us), don’t let the bedbugs bite. – Hobi



”Who’s going to tell him though?”, Jungkook looks around at his boyfriend, all sniggering.

”I can’t wait to see his reaction to us being vampires. To him being right.”

”Joon hyung, he is either going to be so smug about it or properly annoyed because we never agreed with him.”, Jungkook replies.

”Maybe he’s just going to accept it and not make a big deal out of it?”

”Let’s hope so Hobi, but keep in mind that he might also walk away. We did basically tell him he was crazy for coming up with such a theory.”

”We? You did. We just never agreed to anything, you were the one telling him to stop having these strange theories.”, Jin scoffs.

”It’s not as if any of you ever agreed to his words. Don’t put all of this on me. You know what they say, staying silent is agreeing.

Throughout the rest of the night, they argue over who has most fault in Jimin possibly walking away from them. It’s not until the sun rises again that they realise they all have a hand in deceiving him.
None of them are religious, especially not after everything they went through, but they all shoot a little prayer to the man upstairs, asking him to have mercy on them for once and allow the younger to stay in their lives. Have they not suffered enough?

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“Jiminie…?”

”Yes Joon hyung?”

”Can you… Can you please sit down for a minute? Probably longer.”

”Sure.”, Jimin walks to the dinner table, leaving behind the kitchen where he is refilling his and Yoongi’s cup of tea. Placing the cups down, he looks up, looking curiously at his hyung who is staring back at him with a nervous look, “Is everything okay?”

”Yes! Well… I don’t know. I’m going to let you decide on this.”

”Hyung… You are scaring me. Did I do something wrong?”, Jimin’s voice trembles, properly scared that he disappointed his hyungs or hurt them in any way, even though he has no clue when he could have done that.

”No! Minnie! It’s really not you! We lied to you and we need to come clean about it before we can even think of continuing this date. Jimin-ah, spending time with you is always the best thing about our day, it's the moment we look forward to the most... This date wouldn’t be as amazing as it is right now, with anyone else. It’s just that… If we want to ask you out on a second date and in the future hopefully turn into something more than just friends, then… Well… We need to be honest. We need you to think things through and see if you can forgive us.”, Namjoon says sincerely, trying to convey to Jimin how important he is to them.

”Are you dating other people?”, Jimin asks, his face blank, not giving away any emotion.

”No. We are not. I mean, yes. We are dating each other, but outside of the six of us and you, no.”, The older replies quickly.

”Ehm… Have you, in a drunken haze, kissed someone or had sex with them and do you regret it?”, The younger’s fingers are fidgeting with the tablecloth, trying to keep himself calm.

”What? Where did that come from?”

”Remember how I told you that people loved to prank me by pretending to date me and then break my heart… That was one of the reasons people would tell me… Only, they weren’t sorry about it. Seeing as you are clearly trying to confess to something, I thought you might have felt remorse.”, Jimin’s voice trails off.

”Minnie… Can you stop guessing for a minute? Can you just let us tell you? It’s already hard enough to come clean about this without sounding like assholes. We don’t have to make it any harder.”, The idol tries to smile, but besides his mouth corners moving a little, he fails at doing so, “Okay… here goes nothing I guess… Min… We… Well… Remember how you thought… -“

”Jiminie, we are vampires.”, Yoongi throws out, saving his boyfriend from potentially breaking the younger’s heart and taking the burden on himself.



*Earlier that day*



”You made it! Even earlier than 2pm. It must be our lucky day. I hope you are hungry, because Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung have cooked us a feast.”, Hobi says, while holding the door open, taking Jimin’s bag and coat, hanging them on the nearest coathanger and walking him to the livingroom, “We’ll be eating here. It’s just so much cosier and we have a lot of films to get through.”

”Films?”

”Ah yes! Jiminie, you have shown us films you like, now it’s our turn. It’s a ‘get – to – know – each – other – better - through – our – favourite – films – date’.”, The older informs.

”That's a title if I ever heard one, but it sounds fun. I’m not in the mood to do something energetic so this is perfect. Just, kick me awake if I fall asleep.”, The gold blonde giggles.

”We will not do such a thing Minnie. If you fall asleep, then sleep.”, Hoseok smiles, caressing his hand over the younger’s cheek, “We don’t mind. As long as you are happy and healthy, that is what matters.”

”But… but… but! Hyung! This is a date. I can’t just sleep our time away.”, Jimin whines, “I want to stay awake and get to know all of you. Make new memories. Enjoy your company.”

The younger’s innocent eyes grow big, his lips form a pout, his hand unconsciously grabs the idol’s free hand. It’s only when he feels the rapper enclose his own hand with his bigger one that he calms down a little.

”Please, wake me up hyung.”, Jimin begs softly.

”If that’s what you really want.”, Hobi smiles reassuringly, “Or we can let you sleep and ask the twins if they are fine with you staying a day longer?”

”Oh, they already are. Kwang-soo hyung and Soo-ah noona told me not to show up at work before Monday.”, Jimin admits shyly.

”Really?! That is amazing! Why didn’t you tell us earlier?”, Hoseok asks.

”Us? There’s just you here? Also… I didn’t want to be impolite and invite myself for more than one day… I was just planning on going home and just… Be bored I guess.”

”While I am the only one here with you right now, the rest of my boyfriends are in the house and I would inform them the minute they join us”, The rapper tells the younger, trying to hide the fact that he knows they are following every word of the conversation despite not being in the same room, “Also… You going home and being on your own is not an option Jiminie. My heart would break knowing you’d be alone, doing nothing. We would love to have you.”

”Thank you hyung. I would love to stay.”, Jimin admits, his eyes cast down, not ready to see a smirk on the elder’s face. Though if the gold blonde had looked up, the only look he would have seen is that of a smitten, whipped man.

“Good. Do you want to stay in the same guest room as last time or in a different one?”, the rapper asks, ready to run upstairs and make sure whatever room the younger chooses is completely ready for him.

”Ehm? Is there a difference?”

”Not really Minnie. You’ll just see a different tree and have a different hue of the same colour on your wall.”, Hoseok replies honestly.

”Well, then I’m fine with the room I slept in previously. I’m sure I’ll see those trees some other time… Just preferably not in a thunderstorm.”, The younger looks pointedly at the man in front of him.

”Noted. I think all of us learned our lesson there.”

”Are you ready for film three?”, Jin asks Jimin, who by now has fallen asleep several times, not because he’s bored, but because he is really tired, although he refuses to go to bed. This is their date after all.

”Yes! I am! I just wonder if they can beat ‘Train to Busan’ and ‘Inception’.”, Jimin mumbles sleepily.

”Don’t forget to pick a film yourself.”, Jin reminds him.

”Just make sure it’s not Twilight again.”, Yoongi grumbles, who is still not over that… experience.

”Hyung, I was thinking of watching Bram Stoker’s Dracula or Interview with the vampire. Maybe Blade? There’s also Nosferatu. Oh, or Buffy the vampire slayer? Wait! Dark Shadows! That film is funny and also has a vampire.”, Jimin smirks, a little more awake now that he can tease his hyung. That burst of energy doesn't last long, unfortunately.

”How many vampire films are you aware of?”, the rapper asks, more in awe than anything else.

”Oof, hyung. A lot. I guess humans are obsessed with them! Honestly, I like a good vampire film. As long as they aren’t too bloody. Watching the blood drip of my screen really isn’t necessary to be good, you know?”, the men catch a little lisp in the younger’s speech, another indication of just how tired he is and how hard talking is for him now.

”Maybe, just… Think of another film. We’ll watch your vampire film another time.”, Jin combs his fingers through Jimin’s hair, trying to softly ease him back into sleeping some more.

Jimin only sees half of the next two films they watch, though the men don’t mind. They take turns in caressing his hair, providing him with food when he wakes up, making him tea and recapping everything he missed with the promise of rewatching the films later on if he wants to.

While cooking dinner, Yoongi and Jin are standing next to each other, closer than they should to properly work in a kitchen. Part of their conversation reaches Namjoon, who finally, with the biggest effort, stopped staring at the sleeping boy on the sofa, he quickly walks into the kitchen seeing as this isn’t a discussion they should solely have with just the two of them.

”You want to tell him during dinner?”, Namjoon asks, pondering on whether it’s the right timing.

”Yeah… We should have done it before we asked him out on this date. What if he has feelings for us, but then can’t stand us being vampires? We’ll not only make him angry, sad or upset with us, but we’ll also break his heart. Couldn’t we have protected him from that? We know how much it hurts to have our heart broken… He knows it too…”, Jin replies, his voice in a whisper, not wanting to wake the younger up and have him overhear the conversation.

”Yeah, I know. I don’t want us to be the reason for his heartbreak either, but assuming he has feelings for us… I don’t know hyung… All I wanted was to wait for the right moment, but it just… It never seems like it is…”, Namjoon admits.

”You don’t think he has feelings for us? I’m not going to call it love, but he is at least affected by us whenever we spend time together. Do you not pay attention to the beating of his heart? Whenever he is stressed out and one of us touches him, it calms down. When we gave him a kiss on the cheek it went so fast... I was scared it would explode. Calling him Jiminie, Minnie, Min… Whatever nickname, has his heart skip a beat. That boy feels something alright. I’m quite sure of it. If his heartbeat isn’t enough of an indication, then the blush on his cheeks is, him getting angry at us when we didn’t listen. Come on, he even admitted to us that he misses us.”, Jin whisper screams heatedly.

”How is being mad at us the same as having feelings for us?”

”Because, Yoon, you don’t get angry with people you don’t care about. You just let them be, ignore them, but you don’t put energy into scolding them and making up afterwards.”

“Jin hyung has a point there.”, Namjoon agrees, “Maybe we should tell him once he wakes up again. If he isn’t still too tired…”

”I doubt he is going to be fully awake any time soon. It seems like Min is running on no sleep most days.”, the eldest adds worriedly.

”I agree with you on that. If he decides he wants to still know us once we’ve told him everything… then we should definitely keep an eye out on that. He looks as pale as we do and he isn’t a vampire…”

“Yoongi hyung! Can you please keep your voice down? What if Minnie wakes up and hears you? Besides, why are you having this conversation only with the three of you? Do we not have a say in this?”, Jungkook pouts, clearly learning from the sleeping boy. The only difference is that Jimin never notices that he does it, Jungkook on the other hand…

”If you weren’t so busy creepily staring at a sleeping person, you would have noticed the conversation earlier and could have joined us.”, Yoongi snaps back.

”Wah! Hyung! Do you hear yourself?! What if something had happened to Jiminie in the meantime and we weren’t there to help him?”, Jungkook shoots back harshly.

”What would have happened, Kook-ah? Him rolling of the couch? That would give him a bruise at most. Him having a nightmare? We would have heard that immediately and we’d be with him before he could even think of opening his eyes… I understand that you are smitten with him, I am too, but come on… He singlehandedly put a guy on the floor. Min opened a shop at the age of what? 21? And built it from the ground up. If there is something I’m certain about, it’s that he isn’t as fragile as he looks. Why don’t we all stop treating him like he is made out of glass and accept that he is not our first boyfriend, who lived in a time where people were killed for no reason.”

”That still happens though, Yoongi.”, Jin points out.

”Hyung, I know. Honestly, I do. But does our fear of losing this Jimin mean that he can’t live his life? That he isn’t allowed to do anything on his own anymore? He is lying on our coach, not a lot is going to happen here. People don’t even know that this place is here. He is safe. Maybe we have to stop with being so overprotective at all times. He has a phone in this lifetime, if there is something happening that he doesn’t agree with or that scares him, he can call the police or us. Maybe it’s just me, but it feels like… When he was reborn, the universe installed some interest in martial arts in him to protect him, to keep him safe, to not let Min go through the same thing and for some reason, that calms me down. We can’t forget that if we decide to be honest with him… Well, he might not want to be around us anymore, he might not want to know us… What will we do them? Stalk him for the rest of his life? And what if he does want to be with us? Are we going to force him into turning, simply because we are afraid of losing him? He shouldn't have to suffer because of our fears.”

”Look, there are pros and cons to telling him and we can’t predict Jimin’s reaction. The only options we have right now is tell him or keep quiet. If we tell him, he might stay or he might go. If we don’t tell him, we either have to keep him at an arm's length to keep the dishonesty as small as possible or build something on a lie with him, that also means we can’t ask him to stay with us forever… Because then he’ll know we weren’t truthful with him…”, Namjoon sums up, “How about we take a vote? We tell him today or we stay silent.”

”We should tell him.”, Tae answers straight of the bat. No doubt in his voice.

”Yeah, we should tell him.”, Hobi replies, not as confident as his younger boyfriend, but he’s still sure of his decision.

”I want to tell him, but not now… I want to get to know him better first. See if we are actually compatible. I want to know he can live his life if we end up not being in the picture anymore. I mean, I know he can, but still… I want to know that if he walks away, we don’t have to worry. The only way I can do that, is by knowing him better. I vote stay silent.”, Yoongi explains.

”I’m following hyung. There’s this urge that I have to protect Minnie at all cost. I can’t do that when he walks away. If being friends with him in this lifetime means that I can keep him close and protect him, then that’s what I will learn to live with. Maybe later we can tell him. He’s 23… He still has time. We can talk about this again in like 5 years…”, Jungkook mumbles.

”I say we tell him.”, Jin states, “I’m done lying. So, now it’s up to Namjoon. It’s 3 to 2.”, Jin looks at his boyfriend, who they also voted as the leader of their band, “If you vote to tell him, then we tell him. If you vote to stay silent, it’s 3 to 3. Your vote will be the deciding factor as you are the leader of BTS and we need to make a decision anyway. This is one thing we cannot decide by doing rock, paper, scissors. So, Joon-ah, what will it be?”

”Jiminie, we are vampires.”, Yoongi throws out, saving his boyfriend from potentially breaking the younger’s heart and taking the burden on himself.

”I’m sorry? What? You are a what now?”, The younger shakes his head, trying to shake the tiredness out of his system, to make sure he is awake enough to hear their actual words, “I think I misheard you. Can you just repeat that again?”

The six men look at Jimin’s bewildered look on his face. Confusion is written all over it. While they want to coo at him, for being so adorable and thinking he is just tired, they are also scared for what reaction will come next when he realises, he heard them right the first time.

”Jiminie. The six of us… We…”, Yoongi hesitates. Having to repeat it seems much harder than just blurting it out, “We are vampires.”

”Ha! That’s funny. I thought I heard you say you were vampires. Silly me.”, Jimin smiles, though there is a glint in his eyes that tells the idols to be very careful around the younger.

”Silly you? Why?”, Tae says softly.

”Vampires? It’s as if I’ve been saying that for a few weeks now and for some, very unknown, reason, some people…”, The younger looks around, making eye contact with all of them, “told me I was wrong. I should forget about it, I should just let it go. I distinctly remember getting a strawberry shucked at my head for making a vampire remark not so long ago. Silly me. I must have sure misheard you. Vampires do not exist, right?!”

”Jiminie… We are sorry. It’s just that...”, Jin trails off, not knowing what to say when he notices the fire blazing in Jimin’s eyes.

“It’s just what? You’ve had so many chances to tell me I was right! I’ve made so many jokes, so many comments and all you did was tell me I was wrong, you told me I should FORGET about it. THEN WHY?! WHY?! You couldn’t have been honest with me?! Am I not trustworthy? Am I not worth knowing the truth!?”

”Of course you are, but… It’s also not easy to tell the truth and that has nothing to do with you, it has to do with everything we went through. And yes… There was also the fear that, despite the jokes, you were hoping it was just that… Jokes. That you would walk away the minute you found out, or worse… That you would be scared of us.”, Jungkook replies.

”We totally understand that you are upset and angry Minnie. We do. Telling you is the one thing we all wanted to do from the start, but we didn’t want to have to run again because a whole town was on our case, we also didn’t want to lose anyone again because the truth came out.”, Hoseok looks down not being able to make eye contact with the younger, his voice soft, hoping it’ll come across as understanding and soothing.

”None of us think, and have thought at any moment, that you would start a manhunt or a vampire hunt, that you would convince the people in town to help you with catching us or worse, but we could never be sure of that. It happened before… And it’s the worst part of our history. “, Yoongi does look him in the eyes, trying to convince him to listen to them.

”I wouldn’t though. Besides, would I ever have the chance to set one up?”, Jimin's curiosity winning out over his anger.

”Yes, because we would let you go. The last thing we want is give in to our nature.”, Namjoon answers his question, “We only kill when there is no other option or when people hurt us so deep, we don’t know what else to do.”

”What we might do, besides staying put, is get rid of this house and move away, so by the time you arrived here, you would look like a crazy person.”, Yoongi winks at him, finally being able to tease Jimin back, “But we hope we don’t have to do that. It would hurt you and therefore it would hurt us.”

”Jiminie… Are you afraid of us now?”, Hobi asks softly, needing to know the answer. The others look up at the question.

”Minnie, have I lost my soulmate? Wait, do you want to be my soulmate?”, Tae follows, hoping the younger will answer both questions.

”Why would I be afraid? I’ve been in this house with you, on my own, more than once. I’ve been alone with you at my place… You had the chance to hurt me, kill me… Whatever actual vampires do, yet you never did. I’m not going to lie and say that I’m not confused, because I seriously am. Also, I will check my neck on bitemarks later, just to be sure.”, Jimin rubs his neck, then giggles though quickly turns serious again, “I just… I need to let it sink in. Preferably not your teeth, my thoughts on the other hand... That is if that’s okay with you?”

”Of course it is. Take all the time in the world you need, we can wait for you for eternity, literally. We will also answer all your questions if you think that’ll help.”, Jungkook replies quickly, not giving anyone else the time to react.

”I would love to hear more about your past. What you went through and maybe how you feed? Because everything I learned about vampires, especially eating habits, you don’t seem to do?”

”We’ll explain it to you. We will tell you everything as Jungkook said.”, Jin assures him.

”Now, before I try to make sense of everything… Tae hyung, I don’t know what I want to call us, not just yet, because I am just… Overwhelmed, I guess. But while our bond might change for a little while, maybe, I don’t know… It might all just fall into place and everything might be okay… I don’t think you have to worry. I like all of you too much to just distance myself.”

”I’ll take that. Seriously, I’m more than happy with it. There’s still hope and we haven’t scared you. I’m fine with that. Take all the time in the world Jiminie. It’s safe to say we will wait for you to come back to us.”

”I’m not even sure if I want to leave. My mind is just… It’s going a hundred miles per minute and I don’t know where to start first.”

”How about we start with telling you what happened in the past. All you have to do is sit and listen. Once we are done with our story, you can ask all the questions you like. Is that okay for you?”, Namjoon looks at the younger, worried about him. Watching him try to keep it together, to not react in a way that could hurt them while maybe being hurt himself? They did lie to him after all.

”Yeah, okay… I can do that. I think. Only if you want to tell me! I don’t want to force you into doing something you don’t want.”

”Min-ah, we can’t drop that bomb on you and not tell you.”

”It wasn’t that much of a bomb Yoongi hyung. The biggest bomb was the lying bit of it all. I was right from the get-go you know.”, Jimin boasts nonchalantly.

”You were just joking.”, The elder retaliates.

”But it was actually all true. The fact that I made vampire jokes means that you didn’t hide it all too well, otherwise I might have gone for ghosts, fairies or any other mythical creature. You should probably add a death date on your online profile, because not all of us humans are ignorant and dumb, you know.”

”Just admit you didn’t know, that you were guessing and working on my nerves.”

”Never! I was right all along and you just couldn’t deal with it. That’s on you, not me. Such an Edward Cullen - move. He couldn’t stand Bella being right either when he saved her from that freaking truck.”, the gold blonde mumbles the last part, making the men, who are watching the interaction between Jimin and Yoongi, snigger. How is he still this adorable?

”Are you ready to hear the story of our lives?”, Namjoon asks him, effectively putting an end to the ongoing argument. 

”I think so.”, they lead him to the sofa, so all of them can sit a little more comfortable. Their kitchen chairs are soft, but can't compete against the couch the younger fell in love with.

”If at any point things become too much, for whatever reason, just tell us to stop and we will. We don’t have to tell you all of it today.”, Jin reassures the gold blonde, who just nods, readying himself for the men to start.

”Here we go… In the 18th century Namjoon and I…”





”Woah, poor Hobi hyung! That must have been so scary! I’m so sorry you had to go through that! I’m so grateful Namjoon hyung heard you and came back to save you.”, Jimin blurts out, having stayed quiet for a little while now, but the need to react is too strong to keep it in.

”Thank you, Minnie. It was scary at the time, but it’s been so long, I’m over it. Besides, I still have Joon to protect me and the rest of the boys too. I’m more than fine.”, Hobi smiles at the younger, happy that he doesn’t seem weirded out so far.

”Aren’t you upset that I killed someone?”, Namjoon questions, his voice quiet.

”Surprisingly… No. You did what you had to do in order to keep your friend safe. I don’t condone murder, but in this case… It’s definitely forgivable. Both you and Jin hyung didn’t even go crazy after you were turned, fed on animal blood only when you had to… How can I be upset about this when it was for a good reason? I honestly can’t imagine Hobi hyung not being here.”, Jimin admits shyly.





”So you gave them the option to stay human? You didn’t try to convince them?”

”No Jiminie. No matter how much we liked them, if they had never wanted to be turned, we would have respected their wish. Even if that meant saying goodbye to them when it was time for them to leave this earth. I would have hurt, but we would have never forced them. Being a vampire can be fun, but it also isn’t easy. We needed them to choose this and therefore choose us. Though, again, we would have let them go if they wanted to, luckily for us, no one had the urge to leave, to do something else or be somewhere without us.”, Jin replies, relief heard in his words.





”Did you ever go back to Jeju? Can you? If they think Yoongi hyung is dead?”, his hands are balled into little fists, the fire in his eyes blazing like it was earlier that day, luckily this time around it wasn’t aimed towards them.

”Min-ah, those people are long dead. We can go back if we want to, we just haven’t. Simply because the memory is not a fun one. Though we do want to go there again someday, for a weekend getaway or so. Nothing too long or too permanent.”, Tae tells him, placing a hand on his fist, hoping the gesture helps to relax his hand.

”People are shit though! No matter what century we are in. I dislike humanity, maybe that’s why I let you in so easily. You are more human than any human and technically, you aren’t.”, the younger rambles, ready to throw punches to defend his hyung, despite all of those people who have hurt him in the past being gone already.





”We dated a seventh boy. Things went really bad with him. Not in our relationship, we were truly happy together, but if you think mankind sucks, wait until you hear that part of our story. Maybe… Maybe we should take a break here. It’s not easy to talk about, for several reasons. We will tell you, as much as you want, every detail. Just… Give us some time to think of how to tell you. Once we finish that last part of the story you might actually want to run, you might be scared or maybe even disgusted.”

”If I haven’t run now, Namjoon hyung, why would I run once you have told me everything?”, Jimin asks curiously.

”Because we did an unspeakable thing Jiminie. Killing one person, you might be okay with, but killing over half a village…”

”Oh…”, The younger falls quiet, absolutely no idea what to say and yet… He isn’t afraid. After everything he has heard tonight, after being fully convinced they are decent people, he needs to know the rest of the story before he makes his decision.

”Yeah… We were… in pain… We reacted wrong, very wrong, but in that moment… We didn’t think, we didn’t feel, we just acted. Though, I won’t lie to you, not now, if you ask me if I regret it… No, No I don’t.”, Namjoon confesses honestly.

”Neither do the rest of us Minnie. We know what we did was wrong, but that’s it. I can’t speak for the others, but I would do it again in a heartbeat if that situation ever occurred again.”

Hearing Hoseok, who is always kind, happy and gentle speak those words, chills appear on the gold blonde’s skin.

”Right… Let’s go to bed then. I guess I need to… I don’t know… Let it sink in? Think things over? Find the right words?”, Jimin says, trying to say something, give them clarity on how he feels, but how can he tell them when he doesn’t even know it himself.

”Do you still want to stay over Minnie? Or do you want to go home?”

”If it’s okay with you, I would like to stay. Hobi hyung already made sure the room I’m in is ready, I wouldn’t let his hard work go to waste.”, Jimin whispers, “Can you…”

”Can we, what?”, Yoongi repeats, softer than he normally speaks, still aware that any wrong move will make the younger fly out of their front door instantly.

”Canyoutuckmein?”, the younger rapidly asks, not sure why he is so shy right now.

”Sure, we’ll be there once you are done with your night-time routine. Just call us, you don’t even have to yell.”, The rapper reminds him.

”Right… Superhearing. How could I forget.”

With that the younger walks up a few steps, then turns around again. Clearly pondering over something he is struggling with.

”I have a question.”, The younger states.

”Shoot,”, Tae says.

”So… If I decide to not run away, which seems very likely right now, and if we go on several more dates because for some reason, you never got tired of me… Will you turn me into a vampire? Or do I also get a choice?”

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“Will you turn me into a vampire? Or do I also get a choice?”

”Jiminie, buttercup, you will always get a choice. Look, we aren’t going to lie and tell you we’d be fine with you wanting to stay human and us having to give you up eventually, but if that is what you decide on, we will learn to accept it. If we would turn you against your will, you would hate us forever and leave us anyway. In the end, we will always end up losing you. If you want to become a vampire, it’s because you want it yourself, not because we talked you into it.”, Tae tells him, “For now, don’t worry. We still have dates to go on and get to know each other better. You can take however long you want to make a decision. Now, why don’t you go brush your teeth, put on your pyjamas and get into bed, we’ll be there soon.”

Walking up the stairs, Jimin’s mind goes in overdrive. They would actually want him to stay with them? Out of his own free will. They aren’t sick of him just yet? The choice is still his? They are vampires, they could easily convince him to stay with them, even if he didn’t want to, by hypnotizing him, or knocking him down and keeping him locked up in the building… And yet… They won’t harm him. They do want him to stay with them. They actually want him to stay… With them… And go on dates… Did he dream all this?

Washing his face, brushing his teeth, combing his hair and dressing in the pyjamas Hoseok has already laid out for him, he then walks to the bed, taking deep breaths hoping it will calm him down. Sitting down, his back against those soft pillows and the blanket over him, he doesn’t have to wait long before the vampires walk in.

”Come on, lie down. It’s late and today has been very tiring for you. Tomorrow won’t be easy either, that is if you still want to hear the story of boyfriend nummer 7.”, Namjoon asks the gold blonde.

”I would love to. If I ever want to make an informed decision, I need to know as much as possible. As I said before, I don’t think anything will change, I like being around you and I don’t care that you are vampires, though it is still very disappointing to me that you don’t sparkle in the sun, but I do want to know where I stand.”, Jimin informs them

”We totally understand that. None of this is easy and while we know how we feel about you, we need you to know everything. We can’t undo the transformation into becoming a vampire, the last thing we want is you regretting you said yes to staying with us forever and then running away, living alone forever. That is a long time to spend on your own.”, Jin says.

”Try to get some sleep, if you can’t sleep or when you wake up, we’ll be in the living room or the garden. Depending on the weather. Sweet dreams Min-ah, we will miss you for the next couple of hours.”, Yoongi admits, not even ashamed of the fact that he sounds properly whipped.

One by one they give him a kiss on the forehead and if all them linger a little longer than they should, to inhale his scent, no one mentions it. When Jungkook, who is the last one to kiss the younger, leaves the room and closes the door behind him, they practically skip to the livingroom with the biggest smile on their faces. Yes, they know that admitting to Jimin that their old boyfriend looked like him and that the younger might be his reincarnation, isn’t going to be easy. For now, they’ll enjoy every small step forward in their potential relationship. Everything that might help to keep the gold blonde closer to them is a win in their book.

”Are you ready to hear the rest of the story?”, Jin asks the younger, who just finished breakfast and is sitting wrapped in a blanket on his kitchen chair.

”Yes, though, maybe we can move to the livingroom? It’s a little bit cosier?”, Jimin suggests.

”Too bad about the rain. It would have been nice if we could sit outside, but I guess the weather is reflecting the mood of the story.”, Tae sighs.

”Is it that bad?”, the yonger asks.

”It isn’t fun, we’ll let the rest be decided by you.”, Namjoon says.

Nestling themselves close together, with a hot beverage in hand, the men make sure Jimin comfortable. The nerves run through their bodies and if their hearts would still be working, they’d be jumping out of their chests, but the phantom feeling is more than enough to remind them this could be the start of something new or the end to this perfect little coccoon they build.

”Okay, so let’s start at the beginning. We met our buttercup last. He worked at the apothecary where we always went to pick up herbs for our nextdoor neighbour. She was an elderly woman who was very fond of our boyfriend, and while she normally did the walk herself to the apothecary, she had a leg injury and wasn’t allowed to walk for a few weeks. Halmeoni knew what we were, even if we never confirmed it. She was very perceptive, I think that’s why she send us to our boyfriend. He was alone, had no one and she needed someone to take care of him incase she left him, not willingly, but at her age, she could still stay alive for a long time, or leave him any second. She loved him with her entire heart though. It was adorable to watch those two together.”, Jin starts, “Anyways, when we laid our eyes on him the first time, we all just… lost it, I guess. We kept finding reasons to stay with him, to get to know him and left with so many herbs and potions we didn’t need, simply so we could stay. Day after day, we would go back and ask him if he could help us out with fake injuries.”

”I think he knew that none of us were ill, I also think he had an inkling that we weren’t human, but he was such a professional. When Halmeoni was all better again and none of us had a reason to go anymore, it broke our heart. While we stopped visiting him at the apothecary, we would keep an eye out for him. We would watch him walk to his work in the morning and back home in the evening. During the day, we would try to figure out where he was and make sure no danger found him. Which was a hard task, because our buttercup was extremely clumsy. Tripping on air was a daily occurence for him. Once we knew his weekly schedule, we would accidentally bump into him at the market and ask him if we could help him carry some of his groceries for him. At first, he would deny us, telling us that his basket was heavy, but after a while, when he realised we would just take his groceries from his hands without a single complaint, he allowed us to carry things for him. That’s how we learned that his home wasn’t that far away from ours. After a while, when we accepted we were in love with him, halmeoni told us she was quite sure our buttercup liked and maybe even loved us too.”, Yoongi reminisces, “Loving him was so easy, even if he was stubborn and refused our help more than he accepted it. Buttercup was polite, gentle, caring, he never judged anyone and loved with his entire heart. He was someone who took his time in deciding whether he wanted to be a vampire or not. Following his heart, was another one of his qualities we adored. So for him to decide that he wanted to make sure that he loved us a not the idea of loving us… We thought that was very mature, very clever.”

”Sadly enough… We never got to turn him, we never got to keep him for ourselves, we never got to safe him from the curse that is humanity.”, Jungkook grits his teeth, “Because he had a few moles, worked with herbs and healed people, because he hung out with men who loved other men, they drowned him for being seduced by the devil. Worst part is, the man who condemned him, the man who drowned him, was the man Jimin recognised as his father for years. The priest who had raised him and educated him, had murdered him like it was NOTHING.”

It’s then that Jungkook stops talking. He realises that he is losing his cool, something he doesn’t want. Not with Jimin nearby. The singer is strong, but when he’s angry, he’s even stronger. If he hits the table right now, it’ll go flying and crash into a million splinters that can accidentally hurt the younger. He doesn’t want to hurt or scare him, in any way. Doing the mature thing, he asks for someone else to continue, while closing his eyes and focussing on his breathing to calm him down. When he feels Jimin’s small hand on his, his anger melts like snow under the song, a sense of calm settles over him. Back then Jimin was their medicine, just like he is right now.

”They drowned him, after accusing him of being a witch. More than half of the townspeople were witnesses and no one spoke up. Knowing that he healed a lot of them… Anyway, we came home from work when halmeoni told us about everything that happened and begged us to save him. When we finally arrived at the Han River, his body was lying limp in the grass, all alone. The priest was leading his people into prayer, to cleanse their soul from killing an innocent man, he even had the audacity to tell them they did nothing wrong and would still get into Heaven. He then told everyone that our buttercup would be in Heaven with the Lord himself. How is that even a comfort? They killed our person and believed that it was for the better because he was dating us. It’s so fucked up.”, Namjoon breezes.

”Anyway, we may have snapped. Hard. We gave in into our predator instincts and while Tae was cradling the body of our boyfriend, the five of us just… Ripped open everyone’s necks and pulled their limbs from their bodies. It was the first time in decades that we had red eyes again, seeing as we stayed away from human blood, they were normally gold, like now. That day, our eyes were as bright as the day we were turned.”, Yoongi once again takes over the story. None of them wanted to tell that part, but it’s a part of their past so they knew they had to. It was the rapper who voluntarily told his boyfriends when Jimin was still fast asleep, that he would tell him. That he would be the monster out of the six of them.

Funnily enough, the gold blonde doesn’t move a muscle. It’s not that he doesn’t care or that he agrees with what they did, but their boyfriend got murdered for simply loving them. The guilt they must have carried with them ever since… No one knows how they’ll react in a moment like that, but he doesn’t think he could just turn them the other cheek. If someone killed the person he loved, he would seek revenge too… Maybe not murder, but he would find an effective way to hurt them as much as they hurt him. Besides, times were different back then. If people were okay with killing innocent people, then why not with people who were guilty? All these violent thoughts take Jimin by surprise. He was never like this, never needed or wanted revenge. Is this what it’s like to love someone? To want to protect your humans so fiercely? Or in his case, his vampires… Right now, all he knows is that his heart hurts for the men next to him and that he wishes he could take that pain away.

”We brought our buttercup home with us, put him in bed, because we couldn’t just leave him out in the open, completely soaked… We also knew where we were going to bury him and it wasn’t going to be in that city that ruined him. When halmeoni came by, we gave her some time alone with him, only to find that she had died of a broken heart. Seeing them lie next to each other, her head on top of his chest, trying to find a heartbeat she knew wasn’t there… It was a hard sight to come back to, after we had killed the rest of the city. Not the people who had spoken up before to this malpractice. All of us were disgusted with ourselves once we calmed down, we didn’t regret it, at all, but we hadn’t expected to give in to our nature and actually enjoy the revenge... Coming home to our two favourite people, dead… it was then that we knew we couldn’t stay and we wouldn’t come back for the longest time. At first, we wanted to bring halmeoni’s body with us, but travelling with two dead people… We didn’t think it would end well, if people would notice… it wouldn’t be a pretty sight. Eventually we decided on burying halmeoni where we lived, we made her a grave, covered it with flowers and a cross. We might not have been religious, but she was. We left for Busan right after that. What better place to bury someone? Close to water, flowers on his grave, a lot of fresh air. We may have ruined his soul, but we hope it was restored there. In the grand scheme of it all, we didn’t stay there for long, we had to say goodbye eventually, but it’s always been a special place to us. It’s been over 100 years and we still miss him. Whenever we go on tour, we always visit him, even on days off we make our way there. Who knew it was possible to love someone so much. Losing him made us realize just how much we adore each other.”, Hobi finishes their story for now.

”So, then you stayed together and did what exactly?”, Jimin asks.

  

”We found a way to cope with our loss. All of us loved music and had a knack for writing it. Every song we ever wrote, and to this day still write, is about our buttercupnin some shapenor form. Jungkookie turned out to be good at drums, Yoongi hyung learned to play the piano in the 20’s, Jin hyung knows how to play several chords on the guitar and most surprisingly, none of our voices suck.”, Tae chuckles.

”They don’t suck?! That’s how you describe your voices? You are my mum’s favourite band or well… were… Whatever… To this day, she keeps raving about your voices. Seriously, she put my dad 8th on her list of favourite men. I’m first, obviously, then it’s the six of you guys and then it’s my dad. She used to rock me asleep to your songs. When I tell you your voices were awesome... Well, still are. BTS isn’t popular simply for their looks. Don’t get me wrong, you all look incredible, but it’s also the performances you pull off. Knowing how old you are now, I’m surprised you are still that limber… That wasn’t what I was trying to say… Where was I?! Ah, yes! Your voices. Vocal coaches make videos about you guys singing your songs and they literally fall silent, because you are that good. Please don’t sell yourselves short.”, Jimin begs them.

”It’s good to hear you aren’t sick of our music just yet.”, Hobi smiles.

”I could never. I actually like you as Bangtan and BTS. It still blows my mind that you are both bands. Seriously! How did you get away with it? Once you start to look things up, it actually becomes quite clear.”

”Well Min, most people who like us as Bangtan, don’t like a lot of modern music and people of this generation aren’t always into Jazz. Also, let’s be real, people these days don’t research a lot of things anymore, they just accept things as they are or consider it a coincidence. We wouldn’t be surprised if BTS is seen as a Bangtan Cover band.”, Namjoon laughs.

”As you can see, it worked out for us. We got discovered while playing on the street, which we had been doing for decades at that point. We travelled through the country from fair to fair and pub to pub, singing all the music we wrote. In the 1950’s we signed on to a record label and made music. We never really disbanded as Bangtan, we just slowly faded away, took a decade or two of time off, worked on some new music, modernized our songs, then signed on to Hybe. Funnily enough, we got put together, because our chemistry was so good. None of us had expected it, we were fully convinced we would have to hypnotize our boss, but we didn’t even had to put in any effort to convince him. In that moment, we knew how great we were together.”, Jin chuckles, “In 2013 we debuted as a six member band and the rest you are aware of.”

“What do you think so far?”, Yoongi asks, wanting to know by know how the younger is feeling? How he’s dealing with everything.

”It’s a lot of information and I guess I should feel a little more shocked or scared, but I don’t. Hearing that you’ve killed people should at least give me chills, but all I can think about is that, if I were in your position, I would have gotten my revenge too. Murdering people, I’d like to think I wouldn’t do, but I can’t exclude that. The people who killed your boyfriend were horrible. Simply condemning someone because one guy who carries around an old book says so… I totally understand that you were pissed off.”, Jimin admits, “ Then there’s also the fact that I have no clue how any of that feels. I haven’t dated anyone, I have two friends and my parents. Besides the people in school who were horrible to me, I didn’t go through something like that. Also… And I hope you can forgive for me saying this… It doesn’t sound real? I wasn’t alive back then, I wasn’t there…”

”It does sound like a film, doesn’t it? We were there and while we suffered through losing our boyfriend, mourning him and then leaving that part of our past behind us as best as possible, it doesn’t seem real to us. The memories we have of our buttercup is proof that he was real, so is the pain in our chest whenever we think of him and yet, he left us so long ago that it seems like we made him up in our heads.”, Yoongi tells the younger.

”I also owe you an apology…”, Jimin starts, the other men look at him with confusion written on their faces, “The other day I joked about the fact that if I lived in those times, I would let myself get drowned voluntarily during those witch trials… If I had known back then that…”

”You didn’t. And you were right, it is one of the few things you learn in school when it comes to the 19th century. We never told you, you couldn’t have known. Thank you for apologizing, but it really isn’t necessary. Don’t be too harsh on yourself Buttercup. Besides, we totally deserved that scolding.”, Jin reassures the younger.

”Hyung… Do you realise that you call both your old boyfriend and me buttercup? Does that have a reason?”, Jimin asks, taking them by surprise.

”Ah… you caught that. Well, there is one part of the story that we haven’t told you yet.”, Jin looks around, hoping someone wants to help him out.

”Jimin-ah.”, Yoongi nods at his hyung, he has told the gold blonde all the difficult moments of their past, he’ll do it now too, “You just said that you weren’t there in our past, that you don’t know how we felt… the thing is, while you might not know how we felt and what we went through… You were there.”

”Excuse me?”, Jimin’s head whips to his hyung sitting next to him, “What are you on about? I would very much remember if I were there.”

”No, you wouldn’t. Whenever someone dies, they go to the afterlife where their memories are wiped and are then given a new life. If you had any memories of your old life, it would drive you insane, because you would realise what horrible things you had done or you would miss an old partner, kids… Seeing as you can’t contact anyone from your previous life… Most of the time, when you finally get reincarnated, it’s years later, but sometimes, people are put back in the lifetime they died in. It would be too easy to reconnect with your past.”, Yoongi informs him.

”Wait… When you die? Did I die? Did you know me?”, Jimin is still confused, his head isn’t connecting the dots.

”Jiminie, we call you buttercup because of your gold blone hair… Our past boyfriend had the same hair colour.”, The younger stops breathing, it seems as if everything comes crashing down on him. Yoongi tries to hug him close, but he’s too late. Jimin falls to the floor and crawls against the wall on the opposite part of the livingroom.

”Hyung, what was your boyfriend’s name.”, The younger whispers, and they understand that he is finally catching up, that he will be fully caught up once they give him the one missing piece of the puzzle.

”Park Jimin.”, Yoongi states softly.

For a long time, the young man stays quiet, his head buried against his knees. His breathing is irregular, his heart is beating fast, extremely fast, his head is pounding and his fingers feel numb. Jimin is scared he’s suffering from a heart attack, but knows that it’s probably a panic attack.

After a while, no one knows just how much time has passed, Jimin looks up, a lttle calmer than before, tears in his eyes, his face extremely pale.

”So, I was born in Busan, because you buried me there?”

”That is a possibility, but it can also be a coincidence.”, Yoongi answers honestly.

”And you like me now, because I remind you of your old boyfriend? Because I am your old boyfriend? Because I’m someone from your past? How does this even work!”, Jimin yells frustrated.

”Yes and no.”, Yoongi once again replies as honestly as he can.

”Damn… And here I thought people actually liked me for me. I’m sorry, I just… I need to let this sink in. I need to go home and be on my own and think… Or not think… I don’t know what I need to do, but I’m just so confused and overwhelmed and if I stay here, I’ll combust.”

”Jimin-ah, will you come back? You said nothing would change.”, Tae reminds him of his words.

”I know I said that, but that was before I knew I fell in love with all of you and the only person you love is your dead boyfriend who I remind you off, because no matter how much I look like him, I wasn’t there. This Park Jimin, didn’t exist. I might have the same eyes, nose, hair and I might be interested in the same things, but I have no memories of that time, therefore I was not there and I am not the person you are looking for.”, With that he walks back to the bedroom, grabs his bag and walks outs, still in his pyjama, on his socks. He is too shocked to even think of shoes. A car with a driver is waiting for him outside of the house and while he should wonder where that person came from or how he knew he was going to be needed, Jimin just steps into the car, confirms the address the driver proposes and texts his staff that he isn’t feeling well and won’t come into work for a few days. He pockets his phone away, once their get-well wishes reach him, he turns the device off. Where he felt overwhelmed a few minutes ago, he now feels numb. Walking away from the six people he closed into his heart feels very much like a break-up.

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“Jimin-ah?”, Yoongi opens the door even more, walking outside to the younger who is standing the pouring rain, completely soaked through. He’s not wearing a coat or holding an umbrella. By the time the older reaches the gold blonde, his skin is ice cold and pale, his hair is stuck to his forehead, his eyes are red and his lips are blue. He’s also wondering whether the younger is crying or whether it’s well – placed raindrops, “Are you okay?”

”Hyung. I had a nightmare. Several nightmares over the past two weeks. You left me, you didn’t want to wait until I processed everything. None of you loved me and, in the end… you all died… People found a way to kill you and you died. In front of my eyes and I couldn’t save you. I’m so scared I might lose you. I don’t want you to not love me, but then… I also can’t be your Jimin. I’m me, my Jimin and I’m afraid that’s not good enough for you.”, The younger rambles, scared he isn’t telling them everything. His teeth are chattering, his body is shivering, which breaks Yoongi’s reverie. He immediately grabs the younger close and drags him inside in seconds.

”Jiminie? It’s the middle of the night and in a rainstorm! Are you trying to get ill? Are you that angry with us that you are ready to die? A flu can still kill you! But also, do you know how dangerous the dark is? Can someone grab him dry clothes? Maybe put them in the dryer for a few minutes so they can get a bit warmer? I also need tea! Blankets!”, Jin orders while taking over the shivering boy from Yoongi's grasp, his boyfriends instantly react, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but what exactly are you doing here?”

”I don’t want you to leave me or die, which also means you leaving me.”, By now the younger is hysterically crying, his hands covering his eyes. For some reason it feels wrong to cry in front of these men, who are still not over their old boyfriend, but maybe they can learn to love him too?

”Die? Butterc-, Min… We are immortal. There is no way for us to die.”, Jin comforts him.

”Yes there is! If people rip off your heads and limbs and burn you!”, The crying only get worse, which shocks Jin even more, because how is the boy in his arms capable of telling him the Twilight plot, without realising it’s just a film, while barely being able to form words. The only thing it is doing, is breaking the younger’s heart even more.

”What brought this on?”, Jin holds the boy even closer, caressing his hair gently.

”Hyung… I can’t be without you. I just can’t. I tried…”

”We know, that you tried. For two whole weeks.”, Jin grumbles softly.

”I wanted to give you time, so that you could figure out whether you missed me or your Jimin, but every night I had another nightmare. Every night I saw at least one of you die and, on most occasions, I saw all of you die. You never said it was my fault, but it was my fault. All of this is my fault. What if someone comes for you and I’m not here to protect you?! Hyung! I know you love your boyfriend, but maybe if we spend more time together, you can learn to love me too. Just don’t leave me behind. If you decide to move, take me with you. I can start a tea place everywhere.”, The younger seems inconsolable, which is breaking the elder’s heart.

While the gold blonde is pouring his heart out, the men all smile. Not only did Jimin look them up on his own, they didn’t even have to beg him to come back. Which is something they wanted to do every time they secretly checked up on him. Another thing that makes them smile is that Jimin thinks they need protection. In his panic he has clearly forgotten that they are predators, designed to kill. The last thing they need is protection, but it’s cute that Jimin wants to keep them safe, that he is convinced he can keep them from harm while potentially battling an entire city. If he weren’t crying this badly, it would be even more adorable than it is in this moment.



Without Jimin noticing it, Jin lifts him up and carries him further inside, away from the hallway and into the livingroom where a fire is roaring. Besides the younger being tired and sad, he doesn’t want him to be ill as well. Keeping the younger on his lap, Yoongi and Namjoon help Jimin undress and put on the warm pyjama’s. Taehyung brings the gold blonde a cup of tea, exactly the way the he likes it. Jungkook comes back with fluffy socks and a blanket. Hoseok dims the light and adds wood to their fireplace. With Jimin still shivering, they all hate that they feel so cold to anyone who isn’t a vampire, but letting go or stepping away from the younger isn’t an option. Every time someone stands up or whenever Jin takes his hands away from Jimin’s hair, he starts to sob harder. By now he is holding onto Yoongi’s and Jungkook’s hand, his head in Jin’s neck, his feet on Tae’s lap and his back against Hobi’s arm. His eyes are trained on Namjoon. It’s not because he has no bodypart left to place against the rapper, that he can’t keep an eye on him.

Jimin feels ridiculous, he doesn’t understand where this fear is coming from. He doesn’t know the men for that long, but the idea of never seeing them again, of having to say goodbye to them or not getting to say farewell at all… It scares him. A lot. While his brain knows they can’t die, it also has way too much fun coming up with stories that hurt his heart. Sitting here, in this warm and cosy room, surrounded by the six people he absolutely adores, he only now starts to relax. Slowly though, very slowly.

”Yoongi hyung, where are you going?”, He asked hoarsely, tears still running over his cheeks, his eyes filling up once again.

”I don’t like seeing you with blue lips, I’m going to get you my warmest hoodie and another blanket. I’ll be back before you know it. Superspeed and all.”, Yoongi smiles.

”Promise?”, The younger asks.

”Promise what?”

”That you’ll come back to me.”, Jimin’s eyes grow big and round, his bottom lip jut out. He holds up his pinkie, hoping the older won’t find him ridiculous right now.

”I promise. I’ll be here in a flash.”, Yoongi connects his pinkie with Jimins, watching his cheeks flush pink. While the younger is still extremely pale, the blush makes all of them feel at least a little bitter. Unless it’s a fever induced blush… Then, they won’t be too happy about it.

The gold blonde doesn’t go home for several days, his fear of abandonment is much bigger than Jimin himself could have suspected. It’s gotten so bad that he even refuses Tae’s offer of picking up some of his clothes at home. One of them leaving, even if it’s for a short amount of time, results into him pleading them to stay. No one can control what happens next, but as long as he can keep them close, he can at least make sure that nothing bad happens and if it does, he’s immediately there to help out. None of them complain though, having Jimin close is all they want. Finally, they get to spend some time with him, time they spend getting to know this Jimin without comparing him to their Jimin. It isn’t the easiest of tasks, but they start to realise that they are much more smitten with this Jimin than they thought they were. There will always be a part of them that will see their old boyfriend whenever they look at this new person, but most of the time, about 75% of the time, they see Park Jimin, the teashop owner who moved from Busan to Seoul and is too young to deal with all the stress of having his own business.

They know they still need to talk to the younger about everything, though they don’t know how much they’ll be able to convince him with words. It’s not easy to explain, how they love him for him, while he will forever remind them of the one they lost, but it’s Jimin and they should try. They owe him at least more of an explanation than just a simple ‘You look like our dead boyfriend that got murdered for loving six vampires. Also, you share the same name’. While that is the truth, it isn’t easy to deal with. Hearing something like this, they don’t know how they would react to all of it, but they wouldn’t have been too thrilled with it either. They’ll wait until the end of the week. On Saturday, Jimin has to go back to the teashop, not because his employees need him back, but simply because they want to see if he’s alive still. Once the twins have proof, they’ll allow for the seven men to go back home, who in turn will let him stay with them for as long as he wants, until his employees demand to see him again. Soo-ah and Kwang-soo have made it clear that they can work on their own for a while, especially when their younger brother helps them out, as long as by the time their boss comes back to work, they have figured it all out. Vampires or not, the twins are not afraid to tell them off.

Every day is spend the same. Jimin clings to all six men, who love that he isn’t running away again. By the time Saturday arrives, they are all nervous. Knowing that tomorrow they’ll talk to the younger and may potentially chase him away again, they aren’t ready for that. Especially not after these past few days. Getting to know Jimin’s likes and dislikes in food, drinks, desserts, TV programs, politics… Even music, which isn’t the most fun topic to them when he reveals that he listens to more than just BTS. The audacity. Or films, which to their surprise aren’t just vampire films. Turns out that the younger has quite a lot of favourite films in common with Yoongi, who honestly didn’t see it coming. Every minute they spend with the younger, is precious to them.

If they could, they’d keep him awake, but seeing as he’s still human and his daily panic attacks, when one of them leaves his proximity, tire him out, they know he needs it. He hasn’t slept in his bed though, the gold blonde refuses. When they put him in there after he fell asleep, that night when he made his way to them in the pouring rain, he immediately woke up when they left the room. Since that day, it’s as if he’s gained a sixth sense to them leaving. Hearing his soft footsteps come down the stairs, the men were immediately alarmed. What was wrong with the younger? Did he have a nightmare? In silence, Jimin set himself down on top of Tae’s lap, who was sitting closest to the stairs, then wrapped the vampire’s arms around him, put his head on the elder’s shoulder, sighed contentedly and immediately drifted off to sleep. Every night he has been sleeping in someone else's lap.

Bedtime is now a whole routine they have completely perfected. The younger showers, brushes his teeth, gets dressed in one of their pyjama’s that are always too large on him. Leaving the bathroom, he grabs a comb in order for one of the vampires to comb his hair. By then there’s also a cup of tea or warm milk with honey waiting for him, his blanket is being warmed and by the time he finishes his drink, he drapes himself over one their laps, with the now very warm blanket over him and falls asleep in just a few minutes. None of the men leave. Watching Jimin sleep has become the perfect way to spend their nights. Whenever they notice a sign of distress, they’ll start humming a song, hold his hand and caress his hair, whenever he is sleeping quietly, they try to guess what he is dreaming about. While they don’t necessarily miss the act of sleeping, they do miss having nice and colourful dreams. Luckily, they can somewhat relive that part again through Jimin who often tells them what he dreamt of. Whenever the dream was about them, they are more than pleased. Knowing that the gold blonde thinks about them not only during the day, but also at night, it definitely does something to them.  

The visit to the cafe, or Jimin’s check in with the twins passes quickly. The minute they see him walk in, well rested, a healthy blush on his cheeks, a bit fuller than before and with shining eyes, they know he’s been taken care of. They show him the books, the list of everything they ordered, ask him about new dishes they want to try and possibly new teas to try. Jimin tells them to give it a go, as a thank you for taking such good care of his baby. He’s eternally grateful to his hyung and noona for loving the teashop just as much as he does.

Once he’s looked over everything he needed to look over, he feels this burning sensation come over him. Not sure what it is, but expecting danger, he quickly looks back up, only to notice his six men staring back at him with the most intense look. If he didn’t know their exact blood intake over the past few days, he would have been very worried, now he’s just curious.

”Stop looking at me like that. I’m going to think you never saw me in bossmode.”, the gold blonde chuckles nervously, still not understanding what is happening.

”Min… What is this music?”, Jungkook asks, a glint in his eyes.

”You don’t recognise your own song?”, the younger asks incredulously.

”Clearly, we do, but that’s not us singing.”, Hoseok replies, moving closer to the younger, who by now is very happy there’s a counter between them.

”Oh, well, ha… About that… You see. So… well, ehm. The thing is that –“

”Our boss made a cover album of your songs, well your old songs, as in Bangtan’s songs, for his mother’s birthday. We helped him record it. Then we made a copy of the album, because we love his voice and he doesn’t sing enough, and have been playing it in the teashop ever since. Many people have asked us about the singer, but we keep it a secret. Knowing how Jiminie would be angry at us for telling people, but you are practically his boyfriends and you are the actual artists, so… I guess it’s okay to tell you.”, Kwang-soo starts.

”If you ever wonder how much Jimin-ah loves your music, you have your answer. If he tries to convince you that he solely did this for his mother… He lies.”, Soo-ah ends in an overly loud whisper.

By now, the teashop owner is hiding his head against the counter, contemplating on how many times he should bang his head against it. The six men and his two employees are looking at him in silence, but the biggest smile on their faces. It’s adorable how shy he is about something he likes doing this much, about something he doesn’t realise just how good he is at it.

”Minnie, why are you hiding? You sound incredible. Your voice is extremely beautiful. The way you put so much soul in it. The emotions running through it. This is really good.”, Taehyung moves his head to the songs he is so familiar with, though they sound so different.

”Your voice sounds so delicate. Something you don’t hear a lot.”

”I agree with Namjoon. Delicate, fragile, but also angelic. You don’t hear your kind of voice often, which is sad, because it’s my favourite type of voice. Listening to you just calms me down. I’m going to need that album. I would use it to fall asleep, but seeing as we don’t do that… The songs would help calm me down during promotions though. It’s the part about our job I absolutely don’t like, it stresses me out a lot and makes me wish I could sleep it all off, but now… I can imagine taking a warm bath with one of my many bath bombs, your voice in the background. Sounds perfect already.”, Yoongi hums in delight. He can’t wait for promotions to start now.

”I can always sing for you when you are stressed out. You don’t need an album.”, Jimin mumbles, face still hidden on the counter, hiding his burning cheeks.

Kwang-soo and Soo-ah smile at each other contently, witnessing their boss being this tongue-tied, being this adored by these six men in front of him, it makes them happy. Jimin has always lived for his parents, his job and the very few friends he has, all out of fear of being hurt again. Finally, he is opening up again, finally he is allowing people in. The twins know that it should scare them that the people who are pursuing their friend are vampires, but they just can’t. Not when they see the flustered state the younger is in.

Before the seven men leave the business, the twins mouth to the vampires to take good care of their friends, to love him correctly, to love him for him. It’s only Jin who catches it, but he nods his head vigorously. This reply satisfies the twins, watching the door fall shut, they continue to set up the teashop so they can open in just a few minutes.

Saturday passes quietly. Somehow all of them are bracing themselves for the next day. The day where things will either get resolved or completely end. With how clingy Jimin has been these past few days, the six men are quite sure everything will be fine, but there’s this nagging thought in the back of their heads that tell them to expect anything, to not fully keep their hopes up. In case things go wrong, they won’t be too disappointed, which is ridiculous, because if Jimin leaves them, they will be disappointed and upset, sad and go through every negative feeling they can name. There will be a grieving process, there is no doubt about it and maybe, they will relocate too. Making music is something they could do from any city, anywhere in the world. The idea gives them cold shivers. Fingers crossed Jimin wants to stay around and sing to them whenever they are stressed out.


”So you had no clue what I looked like when I won the competition?”

”Nope. None of us chose the winner. The company did. If we were able to choose the winner, we might have picked you because of your name. We never look at the included pictures that you have to send in. It doesn’t matter what our fans look like. They love us, therefore they are beautiful either way.”, Namjoon tells the younger.

”When they told us who had won and gave us your name, we were curious though. Park Jimin isn’t the most uncommon name, but for an instant we were transported back to the past. Not much later we had decided you must have looked completely different, because no way would our boyfriend have come back to a world that still isn’t fair. Then you stepped out of that car and we just… It felt like the ground had swallowed us whole. After that first day, we were convinced someone was playing a prank on us. Going back to work the week after… We were certain we had seen a ghost, that nothing was real and yet, there was an itch crawling underneath our skin. One that urged us to come see you again, for two reasons. The first one, I guess is the obvious one. We needed to make sure we weren’t dreaming, that you did look like our ex, because knowing that he had been reincarnated helped us deal with the guilt we have been carrying around. Secondly, because while you do look exactly like our previous lover, we noticed more than enough differences to make us feel giddy every time we thought of you.”, Jin continues.

”The scrunching of your nose, the way you tell stories so filled with excitement, wonder and emotions, the fact that you are an avid watcher of vampire films, how your eyes grow in size when you are confused or hopeful, the fact that you have mastered sarcasm, the lisp you have early in the morning or late at night when you are tired, your Busan accent that comes through every so often, the way you are passionate about tea… We were inspired by how hard you worked. To see where you are now, while still being so young, we are in awe of you. You just fit in really well with the six of us, and that’s on you.”, Hobi reassures the gold blonde.

”Of course, we aren’t going to lie. Some of the things you are interested in, some of your opinions and ideals, some of your hobbies are somewhat the same as our previous boyfriend, but there is so much about you that is different. While the both of you have a soft, gentle character, you are introverted and very shy which makes you even softer. Our boyfriend was an extrovert, making conversation with everyone. In town, there was not one person who had no clue who Park Jimin was. His attitude was less fiery than yours though. He had an endless amount of patience, you just threw a guy against the floor because he was loud and rude. His bond with his father figure was fine, or at least until he was adult. The bond you have with your parents sounds like the most adorable thing in the world and absolutely unbreakable.”, Jungkook says.

”Looking at you, we see our old boyfriend. You look exactly the same…”, Yoongi takes a hold of Jimin’s had, he notices the small frown on the younger’s face. It can’t be easy to continuously be reminded of an old partner. Unfortunately, it is the truth, they look exactly the same and if they want to build a proper relationship with him, they can’t lie, “But, the longer we know you, the more we see you. Jungkook mentioned some things we noticed about you, but there is a lot more about you that is different to the boy who had our heart first. Day by day, it is clear that you are not the boy we buried, you are the boy who is alive right now, living his life to the fullest. Day by day, we are more and more smitten with you Min. This Park Jimin sitting with us right now, not the one we left behind in Busan. You are so smart Min-ah. The fact that you figured all this out on your own, with no help from anyone and you’ve been keeping it a secret from almost everyone, except those few people you work with. Can we also talk about the fact that you never treated us differently. Not once were you scared. Sure, there were the stupid vampire jokes, but other than that…”

”We properly enjoyed them though Jiminie. Hyung is just a sourpuss. We properly chuckled with them. So good!”, Tae winks at the younger, who gives him the biggest grin, glad that his humour was so well accepted.

”Anyway, what I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, you accept us for who we are. Being vampires isn’t what makes us, us, something you fully understand. You have always looked at our character first and then annoyed us with your stupid jokes, simply to get a rise out of us.”

”Out of you, hyung. We weren't ever really bothered by them.”, Hoseok grins.

”Let’s continue. You are bright, when you smile your entire face lights up. You are the most adorable person we have ever met. On top of that you are not only smart, but also wise. Your baking is divine, though, I don’t think I want to try your cooking, then again… If you made it, I would try everything, simply because you put your time and effort into it. You turning red when someone compliments you is probably the most endearing thing we have ever seen. I’ve said this before, I love your voice. Whether you talk or sing, it doesn’t matter, the more I hear it, the more I like it. Then there’s the fact that at first, you are a bit distant with people, but when they take the chance to get to know you… Everyone seems to adore you. Your customers keep coming back, halmeoni only does business with you because you are so kind and polite, Soo-ah and Kwang-soo do everything for you. All you need to do is call them and they are there. These people know you are there for them too in whatever way they need you. You being headstrong is probably one of my favourite things about you. You will never settle for less than what you deserve and, in the meantime, you will put people in their place, no matter who they are, including us.”, Yoongi finishes, holding even tighter to the younger.

”Those two weeks without you, they were hell, but we understand that you needed time. You had to digest that we are vampires, that you look like someone important from our past, that we have been alive for a long time, that we lost that important person in a cruel way and that we had fallen for you, because you resemble our previous boyfriend. Yes, we would have loved the chance to talk more about that and explain that we came to adore you for you, we honestly understand why you ran. It’s overwhelming, all of it. Having learned about your past and how people have played you, it’s no wonder that you believed we were just using you as a replacement for that boy we buried in Busan. Thankfully, we were able to give you the time you needed to find your way back to us. I hate that you had to deal with those nightmares on your own though, and my only hope is that you’ll allow us from now us to help you deal with them.”, Tae bumps his shoulder against Jimin’s.

”If you have any questions, or if you want to say something, please do. Let’s finally settle things, so all of us know where we stand.”, Namjoon suggests, trying to read the younger’s body language. All he is getting from it, is that Jimin is exhausted. Normal, he thinks. They always seem to bombard the younger with explanations and a whole bunch of emotions.



”I don’t know if I have questions right now. It’s still a lot, but if dealing with this means you won’t be leaving me, then that’s what I’ll do. Just give me time to process all of this. So far, I’ve just been scared of you not loving me, but now that you do… I need to wrap my head around that, I guess. What I do want to do right now is apologise. If I had stayed that night, when you told me your story, if I hadn’t run off, if I had given you the chance to explain everything better… I wouldn’t have caused you sadness. I’m sorry I did that. My brain and heart were just both screaming things at me and I couldn’t focus on anything else at the time. I needed a quiet place, where there were no expectations, where no one looked at me as if I was holding their hearts in the palm of my hand. Feeling my heart break didn’t help either. It wasn’t just for me; it was also for you. I realised you loved someone so deeply that you were willing to kill off a whole town for them… I could never compete with that. The fear of you not loving me in the way you loved him took over and it terrified me. I haven’t given in to love for so long, because I was scared to have my heart broken. Now, it was being broken by six people at the same time. In my head it made no sense that you liked me… Look at you… You are you and you look like… well, that. You could have everyone. What did make sense was you wanting to keep your dead boyfriend alive. It didn’t occur to me that you could have possible fallen in love with me over time. If only I had listened to you, if only I had stayed, I could have saved myself from the heartbreak I felt and I could have saved you from… well, whatever you were going through.”

”You can say heartbreak too. Ours may not be beating, but we felt the same way. I can understand that, after everything we told you, you may have thought we didn’t love you in the same way, but we do. Minnie, we absolutely do. We are head over heels for you.”, Yoongi admits.

”Now that we put our hearts out in the open. What’s next? Will you stay? Will you leave?”, Tae asks, nervously.

”I would like to stay if that’s okay. At least for a little while longer. I have to go home and work eventually, but for now… Can I please stay? I want to stay in our little bubble a bit longer.

”Of course you can stay. We would love to have you here, always.”, Jin smiles at the younger, “If you decide to never go home again, we’ll just move all your things here. With our superspeed and incredible strength, it’ll be done in just a few minutes. Just give us a sign and we’ll get it done.”

”Good to know. Thanks, hyung.”

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“Have you thought about our offer?”, Namjoon asks, while sitting down next to Jimin, enjoying the little heart attack he caused the younger by arriving soundlessly into the kitchen.

“The one about me never going back to work because you are rich and therefore I can just sit pretty and do nothing all day or the one where you want me to be your boyfriend?”, Jimin asks the older, putting his chin on his hand, feigning innocence.

“You know well enough that one of those two offers was a joke.”, The rapper rolls his eyes.

“Do I? Do I really?”, Jimin giggles, making it very clear that he is aware of what the older is talking about, “I have thought about your offer. I can’t just sit still hyung. Work is needed or I’m going stir crazy. Just not now. I haven’t had a proper holiday in a while, so I’m enjoying my time off.”

“Buttercup. Can you stop annoying Joon for a minute. He’s been extremely anxious about your answer. You messing with him like this is going to result in him dropping things again and who can clean his mess up? Exactly, me.”, Jin sighs dramatically, winking at the younger. Silently thanking him for teasing his boyfriend.

“Fiiiiinneee. I’ll go on a date with you. On one condition though.”, Jimin says, “You don’t complain about my vampires jokes anymore.”

“I mean, it’s only Yoongi who complains about them… That’s the easiest condition to agree to, for the both of us at least. Tae and Kook won’t have to think about it either and let’s be honest, Yoongi secretly enjoys them too because it gives him a reason to bicker with you, which has become his newest hobby.”

“I’m just so sad I don’t know any vampire songs. I would hands down start singing those once he stops complaining about my jokes.”, Jimin giggles.

“We’ll help you find some. I want to see Yoongi’s face when he realizes you’ve upgraded your teasing.”, Jin whispers conspiratorially.

“So, for a first date, how did you like playing baseball in the rain? Was it everything and more? Or did it not live up to your expectations?”, Jungkook laughs, “Only you would request this as a date idea.”

“I’m so glad I did. It was incredible. Though, I did feel like a sloth next to you guys’ superspeed. It must have been horrible for you to pretend like you couldn’t catch the ball or throw me out, when you could have in seconds.”, Jimin pouts. He may have totally forgotten how strong and fast the idols were when he told them he wanted to play that ballgame in the rain.

“What are you on about? You were very fast. None of us could keep up with you. There was no pretending happening. Imagine if you were to ever become a vampire, we could never play baseball in the rain with you anymore because we wouldn’t be able to keep up with you.”, Hobi tells him.

“You want me to become a vampire?”, Jimin asks them, taken aback.

“If things go well with us, we would be honoured if you wanted to stay with us forever.”, The older replies honestly.

“But if you don’t want to, we won’t push you and enjoy the time we have with you.”, Jungkook says, “We would miss you terribly and I don’t think I can imagine anything worse than having to say goodbye to the love of my live for a second time, but spending eternity with us if you don’t want to… That would be too cruel. You’d hate us for it and leave eventually anyway.”

“Buttercup, it’s not a decision you have to make now.”, Jin reassures him, “We went on one date. No matter how good these may go, love isn’t always enough. See how these dates go and then take some more time. We literally have the rest of forever to wait for you, and we will. I think that’s been pretty clear from the start. There is no pressure here.”

“What if I agree though? Will I be able to still see my family? Will I want to kill them? Do I have to fake my own death?”, While the questions are pretty serious, the men can’t help but roll their eyes. How adorable it is that the boy in front of them got all of his information from that one film he has been referencing to ever since they met him.

“Honey, you will be able to still see your family. Of course, you can. Yes, you will have to get past the bloodlust first, but that doesn’t take forever.”, Namjoon sits himself down next to Jimin, looking him in the eyes, making sure his words reach the young boy, “When you are on your own and have no one to help you out, sure, it’ll take a while, but you have us. We’ve all gone through it, we have experience. Then there’s also the fact that you have done so many hard and stressful things on your own and succeeded into doing them. You’ve started your teashop on your own, you’ve tracked down halmeoni and convinced her to work with you, you moved out here all alone. Compared to all that, I don’t think the bloodlust will take that long. I might be wrong, but it’s just another thing for you to conquer and you are stubborn enough to do it.”

“But once the bloodlust is gone… I can see my parents? Is that what you are telling me?”, Jimin asks, desperately needing a reply to that question.

“Well, your eyes will be a different colour, so it’ll depend on you. Everything about you on the outside will be the same except for your eyes. Either you tell them the truth, that is if you think they can deal with it, or you tell them you are wearing coloured contact lenses or something, but other than that little lie… You can see them, no problem. Though, we do advise you to drink blood before you go see them. Blood of loved ones smells sweeter than that of people you don’t know. It is more tempting.”, Yoongi informs him.

“I’d do anything to still see them. I would have to go see them before the change happens though… It’s not that weird for me to not see them for months, but if I stay away for six months, that’d be too long and they would show up unannounced, which might be dangerous… What about when they die… Will I forget about them?”

“Your memory becomes so sharp when you change. You remember every little thing about your life. Your memories you made as a human might be a little less sharp and you might not remember every detail, simply because the human brain tends to forget a lot of things, but once you are a vampire, you won’t forget a single thing. You’ll be able to keep your parents in your heart and memories forever, including the way they feel, sound, smell. Not everyone can deal with it though, so it’s another thing to think about. Being a vampire has its good sides, but there’s also downsides. Like the bloodlust, the potentially being driven mad by old memories and having to move every 60 years or so and starting all over again. Not with each other, but everything else. You’ll go back to school, get a job, erase enough things out of your old life so the new people in it won’t immediately make connections to who you previously were… Oh, and there’s the fact that you don’t need sleep anymore. Not sure is that a positive or a negative, but if you love sleep… Think about whether you might want to give that up or not.”

Yoongi watches Jimin’s reaction to everything he just told the younger, when he doesn’t see anything concerning and when Jimin doesn’t ask another question, the rapper decides to continue, “We didn’t have a choice in becoming a vampire. We were hanged and on the verge of death, severely ill, fatally burned… It was die or turn. You do have a choice. We won’t take that away from you. As Jungkook said earlier, the last thing we want to do is say goodbye to another lover and if I’m being honest, my entire body fills with fear when I think about you walking around as a human who can drop dead any minute because of whatever reason, whether it’s your own body giving up or people harming you, but my fear… No, our fear, should not dictate your life. Do what we couldn’t do. Think about it. We’ll accept whatever decision you make and deal with it.”

For their second date, the boys take Jimin out on to the lake that’s a little walk away from their house. Sitting in a boat, that’s just big enough to hold seven people, the younger looks out over the water and sees a whole group of geese swimming towards them, surrounding their boat. Silently he is handed a bag of old bread, which he accepts, while trying to contain his excitement, because if he doesn’t, the seven of them will be incredibly wet.

“Do you want to feed them?”, Taehyung asks him, reminding Jimin of the romantic lead in one of his favourite films.

“You did not plan this... We are not doing this?!”, Jimin’s words are failing him, so is his brain. He doesn’t know what to do or how to act. All he knows is that he has never wanted to hug and kiss people so badly as the six men in this boat.

“Do you not want to feed them?”

“I do Tae hyung, I do, I do. This is like a dream. You… Oh my god. I love you!”

Not realizing the words he just spoke, Jimin takes the bread, rips it into little pieces and throws it in the water, while the six men surrounding him are stunned. The only thing they can do right now is gawk at each other, wondering whether their buttercup just said those three words or if they dreamt it.

When a drizzle awakens them from their shocked state, the boys sigh. All they wanted for today is watching Jimin having fun, feeding the hundreds of ducks they bought and set free in the water so Jimin could feed them and feel like Rachel McAdams while all of them could take on the role of Ryan Gosling for an afternoon… What they hadn’t signed on for was the rainfall that happens in the film, because who would be the lucky one who got to make out with Jimin in the pouring rain?

Once their boat arrives back at the little pier, they built in the first year they moved their so that they could put their feet in the water without fully getting wet, the rain starts pelting down on them. Jimin starts running, but is immediately lifted onto Jin’s back. Before Jimin can complain about the fact that he has feet on his own and therefore can run to their place by himself, he’s already seated on the sofa, in dry clothes, with a towel wrapped around his hair and a cup of tea in his hands.

Instead of complaining, he decides to be grateful and focus only on the happiness he has been experiencing today. He hasn’t had the chance to feel upset, or worry about the future and he’s so grateful about it. Also, the fact that they planned this date… His stomach is filled with butterflies.

“Did you really just recreate an entire scene from The Notebook, because I once mentioned I wished I could be Allie so I could be together with a guy like Noah and go on boat rides with him, while feeding bread to ducks?”

“Why yes buttercup, that is exactly what we did. We didn’t plan on the rainfall, but you got that part as well.”, Jungkook replies, drying his own wet hair.

“I mean… I only half got that scene. I didn’t get to kiss anyone, which is the best part of that rainy scene.”, Jimin mumbles into his cup of tea.

“Well, that was on purpose. Not because we didn’t want to kiss you, because it’s safe to say that we most definitely do want to kiss you. It’s because we all want to kiss you and would fight each other for that opportunity.”, Tae sniggers.

“You could have all just kissed me… I wouldn’t have complained.”, The younger confesses.

“Oh really?”, Jin asks, slowly walking closer to the gold blonde, his eyes trained on the smaller man’s lips.

“Nope. Nu uh! You are too late now! You’ll have to find another opportunity mister!”



They go on three more dates where everything turns out as well as can be expected. Though, as always with their dates, there is always one thing that goes wrong. Jimin twisted his ankle on date 3, on date 4 they accidentally dropped his tea over him when he stood up to accept it while Namjoon bend down, on date 5 they accidentally knock Jimin off the stairs. Being so infatuated with him, the men are often stuck daydreaming about their futures if the younger decides to stay with them forever. They are so out of it at times that they don’t hear the younger come up the stairs to ask them how long they’ll be up there. Hearing a sudden sound, they turn around, run down, noticing Jimin too late. Being shocked about the younger falling of the stairs they forget to use their superspeed to stop him from tumbling down.

So that’s where they are right now, in the hospital, with the younger’s arm in a cast, a concussion and a few bruises. By now, Jimin has talked them out of their guilt, he has told them to stop apologizing and got upset with them when they told him that maybe he should leave them as they are clearly a danger to him. The tears falling from the gold blonde’s eyes when he begged them to stay with him, when he told them that he didn’t want to be without them, was enough to understand they were being stupid and accidents happen. It was enough to understand that they were giving in to their own fear of losing the boy in front of them. Snapping out of their dark thoughts, they did see something they didn’t like. A tear stained Jimin who is clearly in pain. That is why now, they are fussing over him, making sure he is lying down, tucked in properly so he can’t fall out of the bed, with someone always caressing his hair and holding his hand. Jimin doesn’t care about the pain, he doesn’t even notice it when he’s hooked up on medication. It’s when the medication runs out, and his head seems to splitting in two, that he crawls closer and lets the tears runs free. He doesn’t complain though, because things could be much worse. At least, he is surrounded by six men who like him, by six men who take care of him and keep his suffering to a minimum.

Luckily, it’s only an overnight stay at the hospital and seeing as his arm didn’t break, he was out of his cast in two weeks. To Jimin everything is fine, to the six vampires watching him hopping around and going on the stairs a little too often, it is not. When they try to limit the younger from moving, he decides he has overstayed his welcome and moves back home. He needs to calm down, before he says something he doesn’t mean, before he hurts them by using their first Jimin against them. He understands where they come from, but he also wants them to understand that humans sometimes get hurt and bruise.




It takes him a week of thinking about him future and getting advice from the twins and halmeoni to figure out what he wants his future to look like. Before he can take that leap, he wants to hear what the most important people in his life have to say about everything.

“So, you are telling me that you have been dating six people at the same time who turn out to be vampires?”

“Yes eomma. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Tell me you’ve annoyed them with every Twilight reference you’ve got?”

“I did eomma. I even had them take me out to play baseball in the rain.”

“Chickpea, I’m so proud of you. I raised you well.”

“So... you don’t mind?”

“Mind what? That you are dating six people? Or that they are vampires?”

“Both, eomma. Definitely both.”

“Should I? Didn’t we have this conversation before?”

“What your mother is trying to say is that we are just happy you found someone you can give your heart to and know that it’s safe and protected.”

“You are fine with it as well then, appa?”

“I don’t care who you date son. As long as they treat you well. Vampires or not, if they hurt you, I will find every possible way to vanquish it and if it turns out that all of these are myths, then I’ll continue searching until I find a way that works. Nobody hurts my son on purpose. Accidents happen, especially when you are the most clumsy person in this world. Other than that, if they are good men, I’m more than fine with it.”

“What if I were to turn into a vampire as well?”

“My son, this is your life. Not ours. If you want to become one of them, do it. Just think about it properly. This isn’t a tattoo you put on your body. Tattoos, no matter how painful, you can erase them, becoming a vampire… It’s permanent. If you are sure though, if you know you want to stay with these men for the rest of your life, then go for it. As a mother, and I’m sure appa agrees with me, it’ll be a blessing to know that we will never have to bury you before us. When our time comes, we can easily leave this earth, knowing that you are well taken care of and you can spread your kindness for however much longer this planet exists. Just promise me that you won’t act irrationally. Think it over, give yourself some time to be human just a little while longer, because if Twilight is right… once you turn into a vampire, we might not see you for a while, first the bloodthirst and then because of all the physical exercises you will do in the bedroom. If you know what I mean.”

“EOMMA! You are scandalous! Who would have thought you’d be the person to talk about all this?!”

“Will you visit us before you turn? If you turn?”

“I will appa. Of course, I will. And once it happened, if it happened, we will call and facetime as much as you want. Once I’ve got everything under control, this house will be the first place I come back to. I promise. If there are two people I can’t live without it’s the both of you. I love you too much to never return. If that was a condition, never see you again, I wouldn’t even consider it.”

“We love you too baby, we are the luckiest parents for having you in our lives. You are the best boy we could have ever hoped for. Now please, go back to those six men who have been blowing up your phone this entire evening and tell them whatever it is you need to tell them. Be honest with them. Because somehow, I can sense that you’ve already made a decision. Now, you only need to share it with them. No matter what you’ve decided, they will agree to it, because with everything you told us, it’s quite clear they adore every part of you.”

“Your eomma is right, go tell them and if you decide to stick it out with them, for just one lifetime or forever, that’s completely up to you, bring them here. I need to threaten them first, before they can even think of turning you. I still have my old pocket knife here somewhere, we always have heaps of garlic at home and I’m sure I can buy some holy water in the church. Just to annoy them a little. Let appa have his fun first, deal?”





Hearing the jingle of the door, Jimin knows who has entered the place, seeing as he invited them himself. Right now, there’s fifteen minutes to closing time, fifteen minutes of him not looking at the six men or he’ll immediately close up, which would mean kicking people out. Something he can’t do if he wants to stay in business.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go to them? They are looking very anxious.”, Soo-ah tells the teashop owner.

“I told them to be here at closing time. If they are early, that’s on them. They can order if they want. I’m going to continue making my shopping list.”

Walking into the kitchen, the gold blonde takes a deep breath. He knows that tonight things might either turn out perfect or absolutely horrible. His anxiety is skyrocketing, the fear taking over him. Breathing in and out, he tries to calm himself down.

“Jiminie. Calm down. Everything will be fine.”, Kwang-soo hangs his apron against the wall, “The kitchen is already cleaned up and I’ve finished up the shopping list. Why don’t you go outside for a bit. Fresh air will clear that troubled mind of yours. Soo-ah will finish up the last orders and I’ll already clean the empty tables. When you come back in, I’m pretty sure we can lock up so that you can have that very needed talk with those very in love vampires.”



Jimin walks into his workplace, once he receives a text from the twins in their group chat that everything is properly closed up, and sits himself down in the empty chair at the head of the table.

“Please just let me talk first. I’m nervous enough as it is.”, Six pairs of scared eyes are looking at him, which the younger doesn’t notice because he’s looking at his hands that he’s rubbing on his pants to keep the sweat at bay. When the shop owner is met with silence he decides to just continue, “Okay, so I thought long and hard about us being together and me potentially becoming a vampire. I had a lot of worries and a lot of frustrations, so I asked people for advice. Don’t worry, I only asked five people what to do and three already knew you were vampires. The other two were going to find out eventually. The twins and halmeoni were all for us dating. They were also fine with me becoming a vampire if they could still be in my life. Which was also basically the conclusion of the conversation with my parents.”

Their eyes go from scared to hopeful, but they still keep quiet, just as their buttercup asked them to.

“Though my eomma and appa told me to stay human a little longer. Firstly, because once I turn into a vampire, I can’t turn back. Secondly, because they want to meet you guys first to make sure you really are as good to me as I say you are. I agree with them. While they weren’t even a little shocked about me dating six men who are vampires, they want to make sure I’m in a good relationship so that when the day comes that they will leave this earth, they can go without worrying about me. If you agree to meeting my parents, I am agreeing to be your boyfriend and to become a vampire in two years. I need to make sure that this relationship, if you agree to it, works out before I permanently turn into something that has to stay alive for the rest of eternity. Which also means that for two years, you need to keep your fear of me dying or hurting myself at bay. Because if you are going to keep being this overbearing, I don’t think I can do any of it. I love that you guys care about me and I love that you worry, but there is a limit to it. If I have to be afraid to leave the house every single day, because you’ll throw a fit about a burn, a bruise or a broken bone, I’m going to lose my shit. I understand where you are coming from. Having to bury a lover is nothing I would wish upon my worst enemy, but it has been a century… While I will never stop you from grieving, I will also not have you projecting that entire event on me. We have phones now, I can text you when I’m in trouble, I can call you… Your work building isn’t even that far away from mine and I’m good at martial arts. You’ve seen me defend myself before. Please, I beg of you, let me enjoy my last few years as a human and only fuzz over me once there is an actual issue. Putting a band aid on a scraped knee, isn’t a big deal. Let me cry because it hurts and then give the bruised spot a kiss. Boom, problem solved. Can you do that?”

“Buttercup. Whatever you need us to do, that’s what we’ll do. Though, would it be too much to ask of you that you let us know when you leave for work, when you have arrived there, when you leave again and when you have arrived at home or any other destination. It’s just that… This is the exact same situation that took away our first Jimin from us. We are not comparing you, but he wanted a few more years to be human as well. Sadly, he got killed before he could join us… Unfortunately, that’s a trauma we never were able to put aside. For now, until we’ve gotten used to the situation, would you be okay with texting us a little more?”, Jin asks the younger, a little hesitant, scared to anger the younger again.

“If you promise to worry a healthy amount about me, I don’t mind texting you for the next two years whenever I’m leaving or arriving at a place. I understand that if I have conditions, so do you.”, Looking up, he sees six big smiles on the idols’ faces, which calms down his heart considerably.

“We also don’t mind meeting the parents. We would love to actually. Anything we can do to make sure they are satisfied with whatever is in store for you. Besides, the more memories we can give you with your parents before they have to go, the better we like it. Especially once you are a vampire. You know, with those memories being sharper and all.”, Hobi tells him.

“There’s one more question we want to ask you though. Once you’ve adapted to being a vampire, or once we move again or just wait until everyone we know has died… Would you want to join our band and become an idol?”, Jungkook asks him quickly, before anyone else can.

“Me? But I -”

“Before you say that you can’t… Please don’t. We have heard you sing before. Your voice completes our songs, it would elevate them. Also, it would throw everyone off if they ever get suspicious about us being the same band over and over again… We were once six, but then we’ll be seven and you don’t know how much people want to believe in what they think they know. If we are seven, no way could we have been that same band their grandparents or parents liked that had only six members.”, Taehyung explains.

“Can I think about it? I mean, it won’t happen anytime soon. And I still have my teashop.”

“Think about it all you want, but just so you know... A lot of idols have a business on the side. You might have to hire someone to run this place once you are being an idol, but in our moments off, you can come back and help out. You might have to change the place name every so often and the decorations will have to change once ever 50 years or so, but other than that, it is more than possible to keep this place open.”, Namjoon smiles, “You don’t have to become an idol though, as long as you come with us while we are touring, as long as we don’t have to hide you from the public.”

“That I can definitely agree with. The idol suggestion, I might have to sleep on.”





*Two years later*

“Buttercup, we bought you a present!”, Jin yells up the stairs, hoping for their youngest boyfriend to hear him.

“Stop screaming already. It’s as if you’ve forgotten I have superhearing now too! Also, why would you buy me a present. I didn’t do anything. Is it because I didn’t bite that old lady that I helped cross the street, despite her blood smelling delicious? I told you, no big deal. The idea of drinking blood already grosses me out, imagine drinking it from an actual human being. Yuk! I’m fine with you putting it in my drinks when I’m not aware of it. Also!”, Jimin lands in front of the elder, looking around for the skid marks he keeps expecting but are never there, “How long before my eyes turn golden? I keep scaring myself every time I see my red eyes in the mirror. It’s been a month!”, The gold blonde whines.

“All in good time Min-ah. But they won't be here for a little while longer. Though, with how little blood you consume, I’m thinking you’ll have your golden eyes sooner rather than later. As to why we bought you a present. It’s because you love us for us, you have stuck around as our boyfriend for two years despite us being worrywarts and you never backed out on us turning you. Instead of taking one bite, you allowed all six of us to bite you, which means more vampire venom, more excruciating pain, but you never complained. On top of that, you are making this entire vampire thing look like a children’s game. If we ever thought Yoongi was made to be a vampire, well… You were destined to be one. Besides the blood drinking, everything else comes so easy to you. Even hunting down animals so we can drink their blood is the easiest thing in the world for you. Honestly, you deserve this present simply because you are you, and you are absolutely fabulous.”

“Who knew Joon hyung could get so sappy.”, Jimin giggles, “I don’t need a gift, but if you insist, who am I to refuse it.”

Yoongi hands him a brown envelope and for a minute Jimin is confused until he opens it.

“Oh my god! This is incredible! You paid off ChickTea for me? Seriously?!", Jimin screams, while jumping up and down. He then calms down, a glint visible in his eyes, "When I saw the envelope, my first idea was that you got me passports so I could run once the Volturi arrived, which confused me because I don’t have an imprinted wolf to carry me on his back and protect me for harm, you know? But this is so much better! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you so much! All of you!”

Giving kisses to each of his boyfriends, he hugs them tight as well and even rubs over the pink spot Yoongi has on his forehead after facepalming himself.

“Will you ever stop with the Twilight references?”

“Yoon hyung, am still I human?”, Jimin asks cheekily.

“No.”, the rapper replies.

“Well, that’s your answer.”, Giggling Jimin twirls around the room, too happy to let Yoongi’s grumbling get to him.



Jimin gets his golden eyes six months after becoming a vampire. Just like the others he has his own hue, dandelion gold. Falling in love with his eyes, they fall in love with the younger all over again. His eyes suit his gold blonde hair and if they ever thought he was handsome before, he is radiating right now.

By now, he also learned how to drink blood on his own, without them having to hide it in his tea, but he still prefers human food and is more than happy that that is the biggest part of his diet. He still refuses to drink blood from actual living beings, whether they are animals or human, so on the regular they buy bags of blood from the blood bank where they have been going for years. When the boys go hunting, they bring bottles they can fill for him. No one is going to push Jimin to drink from a still warm, pulsing vain if he really doesn’t want to. He practically gave up on being human for them, they’ll gladly provide him with fresh blood.

Over the course of the years, they visit Jimin’s parents a lot. Even more so when his parents time is running out. When they do die, at the same time, because a love like theirs cannot be separated, the six men stand next to their heartbroken boyfriend, holding him close. Every year on their death day, they take time off from their activities and travel to Busan for a week to celebrate his parents' life and the love his eomma and appa had for each other.

Whenever they aren’t touring the world, they help Jimin out at ChickTea. Coming up with new concepts every 10 years or so. The twins have been promoted to running the business when Jimin isn’t in town, following his boyfriends around whenever they are on their world tours or whenever they have to stay in a different city for a few days. After about 30 more years as a band, they decide to slowly fade away like they did the first time. By now they would all be in their fifties and make-up can only do so much. Helping out at ChickTea, especially in the kitchen, because people who are alive now, will still recognize the men as BTS members, keeps them busy, but on days when Jimin is home, they busy themselves by writing new songs they can use in the future. If they couldn’t make music, they would most definitely go insane.

When Jimin is supposedly 65, he decides to close ChickTea for a bit. The twins are both retired, Jungwoo, their younger sibling, isn’t physically the strongest either. He puts the teashop up for sale, only to buy it himself under a different name, so he can start anew again with his place. Ten years later Soo-ah dies first, Kwang-soo goes five years later and when eventually Jungwoo dies, Jimin decides to take a break from ChickTea. He still rents it out for parties, but that’s it. With everyone he knows gone, including halmeoni who died two years before his parents, he doesn’t really know what to do now. Will he make new friends, fill them in on his secret? Will he sell the place? Will he do everything on his own and “sell” the place again when people notice he isn’t getting older…

His boyfriends tell him to take some time to grieve first, to think back of his times with all these people, to honour them in whatever way he wants to honour them. Which he does by carving their names in a piece of wood that he then decorates with flower strings. If they ever have to move, he can take them with him, he doesn’t have to leave them behind.

“Thank you for being here with me. I don’t think I could do any of this without you. You have been so incredibly patient and kind.”

“Buttercup, we love you too. Saying goodbye to people you love the first time is hard. It’s something you will get used to in the future, but for now and even if you never get used to it, feel your emotions, allow yourself to cry and to feel sad. These people were and will always be important to you. It’d be upsetting if you didn’t feel anything at all.”, Yoongi hugs him close, comforting him with his embrace, that feels warms to the younger now, something the six older men are absolutely thrilled about.

“We are here for you. With hugs, kisses, tissues, comfort food. Whatever you need. You are our world, don’t you ever forget that.”, Hoseok kisses the younger’s forehead.


Fifty years after they’ve stopped performing as BTS, they decide to put out music as an independent band. Every streaming service is bigger than before, CD’s almost none existent, so they use all of them to promote their songs. They film dance practices, live recordings and cheap music videos that they put up on their own website. It doesn’t even take them two months to get noticed and funnily enough get signed onto Hybe, just like last time. When they see their old boss, Mr Bang, sitting behind the desk in his office, they realize that he’s a little too good at playing human. Grinning at one another, they immediately make a pact to always work together, in whatever way they want to. This time they decide to go for a little less fame, a little less glory, a little less glamour and glitter. They’ll do that next time. For now, they want to make one album every two years, a world tour every three years. Everything at a slower pace than they are used to. After all, in vampire years, they have only just started dating their buttercup and they want to spend as much time with him as they can. In the bedroom and outside of it.

About a century later than when BTS debuted, on the exact same date, October 13th, an online article gets published, introducing the newest rookie band, Bangtan Sonyeondan, that just like the first time as Bangtan and the second time as BTS, will write history throughout their entire career.