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The first time Jungkook notices it is about eight months after having been turned. It took him quite a long time to even realize what was happening as he’s always been, well, mouthy, nibbling on everything in sight. So it really wasn’t out of the normal for him. What was abnormal however was the ache in his gums. He had been chewing absentmindedly on a hoodie string while he was playing video games, as he often did, but at some point, he bit down and pain flared through his mouth causing him to gasp and release the string. His hands flew up to his mouth, fingers poking curiously to see what had caused him pain in the first place, but nothing felt tender or out of the ordinary. His brows furrow and he returned to his game, but he left the hoodie string alone.

After that he noticed it happening more often. He would go to chew on something, be it a hoodie string, his lip, the end of a pencil or pen, you name it, and there would be a sharp shooting pain through his upper mouth. And even though it hurt, he noticed himself chewing on things more often as well. It’s like he was being compelled to chew. It was a maddening cycle. He didn’t really want to bring it up to any of his hyungs though, they scolded him (gently, and usually not very seriously, but still) for nibbling on things anyways, so Jungkook remained quiet as the urge got worse.

The first thing that he ruined with his biting was Hoseok’s favorite hoody. Jungkook had been sitting in their shared bedroom watching Youtube videos, waiting for his feeding time. Hoseok’s hoody had been placed on the edge of Jungkook’s bed, probably in his haste to get to work. Jungkook had barely even noticed it when he grabbed the hoody and slipped the sleeve into his mouth. The cotton had felt good on his irritated gums and teeth. He folded the sleeve once so that he had something more substantial and cushioned to chew on. From there he just chewed harder. He was so lost in his thoughts and the video playing that he hadn’t realized how much damage he was doing until Jin had called for him, saying that it was finally time for his feeding. When JK had slipped the material out of his mouth it was in tatters, the sleeve barely hanging on to the rest of the hoody, bite marks very obvious and absolutely covered in saliva.

Jungkook had panicked and thrown the thing under his bed, shooting up off the bed and running out to the living room where Jin was waiting. He tried to smooth his face into a look of innocence but by Jin’s eyebrow raise he knew that it’d hadn’t worked as well as he had hoped.

“You alright there Jungkook-ah?”

“Fine hyung, just fine. Why do you ask?” Jungkook bounced on his heels a little, a nervous tick left over from when he was human.

“You came darting out pretty quickly there…”

Jungkook saw his chance and took it. “Hyungie I’m just so hungry! It’s been so~ long since I’ve fed.” He whined out.

“Yah! I know Yoongi fed you as soon as you got up today, you can’t tell me you’re starving already.”

“I’m a growing vampire hyung! What else do you expect?” Jin raised an eyebrow at Jungkook. Quietly he pipped up “And hyung tastes the best…”

Jin’s ears flushed, he must have also fed recently, and he cleared his throat. “Aish, whatever, where did you want to feed today?”

“Can we cuddle hyung? I want to be a little spoon.” Jungkook used his doe eyes on Jin.

The other melted on the spot. “Of course baby. On the couch then? You can feed from my wrist while I sit behind you.” Jungkook nodded eagerly and darted over to the couch, waiting for Jin to sit down before settling himself between his legs, wiggling around a couple of times to get comfortable.

When he settled down, Jin asked if he was ready before making a small cut on his wrist and bringing it around to Jungkook’s mouth. The baser part of Jungkook took over, his eyes dilating, his entire being becoming fixated at the sight and smell of blood. He quickly latched on to his hyungs wrist, happy and eager noises spilling from his mouth, and he leaned back into Jin, who simply smiled and wrapped his other unoccupied arm around Jungkook’s waist.

Jungkook could hear Jin talking, but he was so lost in the thick haze that feeding always left him in, all he could do is make guttural sounds and prod at the wound to get it to produce more blood when it began slowing down. It seemed like he’d been feeding a little longer than normal, Jin must be feeling extra soft today.

But eventually, Jungkook noticed Jin gently tugging his wrist away. This time a whine made its way out of Jungkooks throat, but Jin just chuckled and ran his fingers through Jungkook’s hair. “What a hungry pup you are today.” Jin booped Jungkook on the nose, who in turn wrinkled his nose at the feeling. “All drooly today too, aish what a messy pup.”

“S’ry hyung, ‘s so yummy” Jungkook was slowly starting to get tired, like he always did after feeding.”

“Silly, you never have to apologize for being you. Come here, let’s take a nap huh? Everyone else is out of the house till later, and I’ve been greatly deprived of fledgling snuggles.”

Jungkook giggles and falls back when Jin tugs him, the two eventually laying down on the couch. Jungkook wiggles around again, so that he’s facing Jin before sticking his nose in his neck, letting the scent of his sire wash over him and help soothe him to sleep. Jin just hums, some familiar tune that Jungkook can’t quite recognize, and runs his fingers through his hair. Jungkook is out like a light.

After that, the destruction just continues. Jungkook finds himself chewing on, and destroying more and more things. After Hoseok’s hoodie, it had been Jimin’s clubbing pants, a (very tasty and chewable) pair of leather pants (Jungkook had thrown the in the washer, hoping to make it seem like it had been the washer's fault), the cord of Yoongi’s fancy headphones, Namjoon’s pencils that he uses for composing, and the strap to Taehyung’s camera. Each time he tried to hide away the destruction or leave it places that made it seem like it was an accident but the guilt and frustration began weighing on Jungkook. His teeth were leaving him ever frustrated, and it just seemed like he couldn’t stop drooling. It was maddening and often tears to well up in his eyes, but still, he did not bring it up to his hyungs. He was far too ashamed and embarrassed at this point, and didn’t even know how to begin to broach the subject ‘hey I’ve been gnawing on everyone's things and drooling like a wild animal’? Yeah no thank you. So he remained silent and let it build and build and build.

It finally came to a head one late night. Jin had been in the kitchen making his famous blood stew, when he went to grab his favorite wooden spoon, only to find it broken and in splinters in the drawer where it was normally kept. An angry cry rang out throughout the house before he stormed into the living room, wielding the broken spoon like a sword. “That’s it! Coven meeting, now.” Everyone had rushed from different parts of the house into the living room, filling up the couches and chairs. No one seemed to notice Jungkook dragging his feet as he came in.

“This is the final straw! First, it started with the missing hoodie, then the pants, then the headphone, the camera strap, and frankly who knows what all else! But I draw the line at my favorite spoon! Who pissed off what huh? Did one of you piss off a witch or a warlock again? What have I said about that? We all remember what happened last time!” Jin continues on his angry tirade, not noticing Jungkook whose eyes are slowly growing glass and misting over with tears.

“Someone needs to fess up now so I can clean up your mess because I am sick of this, I can’t walk around this house without finding something broken anymore!”

Taehyung seems to be the only person who notices Jungkook. “Hyung?”

But Jin is too far deep in his ranting. “I’m going to have to go find a curse breaker! Do you know how hard it is to find a good one these days! And the prices, don’t even get me started on the prices!”

Taehyung tries again. “Hyung.”

“Shush Taehyung-ah, hyung is talking. And what if it’s not even a curse! What if it was a fairy who did this? Then I’d have to go track down the fairy and grovel for forgiveness for whatever you’ve all done now, and we all know how persnickety they can be!”

The tears are welling up in Jungkook’s eyes now, and his lower lip is quivering. Taehyung tries one last time. “Hyung!” He yells this time.

Jin rears towards him. “What?!” Taehyung just nods over to Jungkook.

Jin turns towards Jungkook, and the anger on his face quickly drops off, replaced by confusion. “JK? What’s wro-.”

The dam finally cracks and Jungkook breaks out into the sobs that he’s been trying to hold back, tears raining down from his eyes.

“‘M sorry! I didn’ mean to! I promise.” The words spill out of his mouth.

“What do you mean baby, what’s going-.”

“I tried, I tried to be good, but my mouth hurts so much, and I don’t mean to chew on things, but it keeps happening, and the pain started getting worse, but I can’t stop, and I’m drooling all the time, and I didn’t want hyungs to be disappointed in my so I just tried hiding the things I ruined, but it just kept happening and now you’re mad, and I’m sorry!” When Jungkook finally stops talking, the only noise in the room is his shuddering breaths and the occasional hitching sob as his hyungs take in what he said.

Finally, something seems to click and Jin softens. “Oh my baby, you’re mouth has been hurting you? You’re upper teeth?” Jungkook nods, not trusting himself to speak again.

“Oh pup, how long has this been going on?”

Jungkook manages to sniffle out “a couple of months”.

“Can I take a look at your mouth please?” Jungkook nods, and Jin slowly walks over towards him, like Jungkook is a scared animal. Jin strokes his cheek and wipes away a tear before he opens Jungkook’s mouth and begins looking around. “Aish, your poor little gums are so red. I’m so sorry baby, and you said you’ve been drooling a lot too?” Jungkook nods as best as he can with fingers in his mouth. “I’m sorry hyungs didn’t notice sooner, we could have been helping you out this whole time, you’re the right age for it too, it’s just been so long since we’ve had a fledging, we haven’t had to go through this since Taehyung and he’s a couple hundred years old now.

“What’s happening hyungie? I don’t understand.”

Jin is running his fingers through Jungkooks hair now. He gives him a soft look before answering. “You’re teething. Your fangs are starting to come in, that’s why you’ve had the urge to chew on everything.”

“My fangs?”

“Of course! Did you think you’d have human teeth forever? All the rest of us have fangs, that’s how we feed silly.”

Jungkook finally feels himself begin to calm down a little. “Didn’ think about it, hyungs always feed me…” He mumbles quietly.

Jin kisses his forehead. “Spoiled pup. Can the rest of the hyungs come and hug you now? They’re all getting antsy.” Jungkook peeks over Jin's shoulder to see that this is true. Jimin and Taehyung look like they are ready to dart off the couch, Hoseok has sympathetic tears in his eyes, and Yoongi looks like he’s planning on smothering Jungkook in hugs and cuddles for the rest of his life (Jungkook can’t believe he ever thought Yoongi was scary). Jungkook nods and is immediately enveloped by five other pairs of arms.

Hoseok is the first to speak up. “We’re so sorry Jungkook-ah! We’re such bad hyungs. I mean you’re my roommate even! I can’t believe we didn’t notice, we should have-.” Jungkook shuts down his rambling with a simple “not you’re fault hyungie.” And Hobi just melts and squeezes Jungkook even tighter.

Namjoon is next. “I’m sorry you didn’t feel like you could come to us Jungkook, and I’m sorry it had to come out this way, but I’m so glad that we know now and can help you.” And with that Namjoon just ends by squeezing Jungkooks fingers.

And then it’s Yoongi’s turn to speak up. “You can always come to hyung, to any of us. You know that right?” Yoongi waits till Jungkook nods before continuing. “You can always lean on us, we’re your lovers, your coven, your family. It hurts all of us to see you hurting like this. Let us share your burden okay?” And Jungkooks eyes do not get misty again, really they don’t.

Jimin and Taehyung just share a conspiratorial grin. “Guess we’ll get to go out shopping for chew toys huh?” Jin smacks both of them on the back of their heads. Jimin just winks and Jungkook giggles. “You’re going to have the prettiest fangs. I don’t know how we’ll survive it really, you’re already too cute for your own good. I don’t think we’re prepared.” This causes Jungkook to break out in a peal of laughter and everyone in the room seems to brighten up at the sounds.

Jungkook feels marginally better, knowing that he isn’t going crazy, that this is a natural phenomenon, but still, “I’m sorry for breaking hyungs things. I really didn’t mean to.”

Jin gently grabs Jungkooks jaw to make sure that Jungkook is looking at him before he speaks.

“Baby, how could we be mad over a couple of material things when we have you? The best fledgling in the world. I’m so glad we found you, and I’m glad you’re a part of our coven, even as mouthy as you are” his lips, quirk up into a smirk. But then the smirk drops off, and a large, very out upon sigh comes from his mouth. “Although~ that really was my favorite spoon, that was from the Joseon dynasty you know? It was handmade for me, and it was perfectly worn down after using it for centuries! A piece of history lost to one mouthy baby.” Another exaggerated sigh.

Jungkook just scrunches his nose at Jin and says “Hyung’s old.” Which makes Jin squawk and go off on another rant about “youngin’s” and “ungrateful brats”, which causes the whole coven to burst out in laughter. And finally, Jungkook feels at ease again, content knowing that his coven has him and will always be there to help and be beside him.

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After Jungkook had metaphorically spilled his guts about the teething problem, it seemed like his hyungs were always waiting in the wings to swoop down with something to chew on. Like Jimin and Taehyung had mischievously mentioned earlier, they did in fact buy Jungkook chew toys (for people thank goodness, Jungkook was sure that they had been talking about dog toys), in all kinds of shapes and sizes, and some that froze as well for extra comfort and relief for his aching gums.

Jungkook’s favorite thing to chew on, however, was his hyungs. He had started out with Jin hyung of course, who had made a small cut right on his collar bone for Jungkook to feed from. After he was well fed and satisfied and beginning to turn sleepy, Jungkook started gently chewing on Jin's shoulder, not even really aware that he was doing it. Jin had startled at first, not expecting it, but one look down showed a tired fledgling gently nibbling, and his heart had melted. He had simply wrapped his arm a little bit tighter around Jungkook and pressed a kiss to his forehead far too endeared to scold him, besides, as his fangs hadn’t grown in just yet, his human teeth were far too weak to do any sort of damage, so really there was no harm in letting him chew for a little while.

And from there he began chewing on his other hyungs. Each of which whom he had a favorite body part to chew on.

Yoongi and his long bony fingers were great for localized chewing, or when his gums were sore. Jungkook had taken to sneaking into Yoongi’s studio and sitting on the floor next to him while he worked, waiting for a hand to drop down before he put the fingers in his mouth and began chewing. Yoongi would keep on working like nothing was happening, but he shot Jungkook, who was usually far too invested in getting just the right spot, brows furrowed in content (that oddly wonderful little mannerism of his), soft looks as he took a break for a minute or two.

Namjoon, who Jungkook often snuggled up to while he was watching documentaries or reading, was perfect when Jungkook’s teeth were feeling extra tender. Jk thought he was being sneaky, going in for cuddles, resting his head over Namjoon’s heart, but Joon knew why he was there every single time. It would usually only take about five minutes before he felt gentle teething on his pec. Namjoon kept his smile and eye roll hidden behind his book each time this happened. He was content to just let Jungkook lay there and teethe on him, no matter how gross the build-up of saliva and venom on his t-shirt felt after a while. Anything for his youngest covenmate.

With Hobi, oddly enough, it was his knees that Jungkook went for. Hoseok supposed it was because he was often in shorts and that the bony joints felt good for Jungkook. This usually only happened early in the morning when they two were trying to fall asleep in their shared room. Jungkook would sneak into Hoseok’s bed because he had a little bout of insomnia, but wouldn’t drag himself all the way up the bed to cuddle, instead, he just wrapped himself like a vice around Hoseok’s legs, “more snake than bat”, Hoseok would tease. JK just sleepily mumble and gum at Hoseok’s knees. Hoseok would have to smother his laughter into the crook of his arm as the feeling was extremely ticklish. Thankfully this never went on for long as Jungkook usually drifted to sleep quickly thereafter. Hoseok would then gently drag the young fledgling up the rest of the way for proper cuddles. It only seemed fair after being used as a chew toy.

With Jimin, Jungkook often favored his collarbones, they were often on display in Jungkook’s defense. Jimin would just be minding his business, going about his day, when Jungkook would sidle up under the guise of a hug. Jimin always knew what his real intentions were of course, but he allowed the pup to pretend like he was being stealthy. Jimin would let Jungkook teethe for a few minutes and then his hands would creep down to JK’s waist, and would begin to tickle him, always catching the pup unaware, even though this happened every time. Jungkook would break off into a peal of laughter as Jimin rained down his tickling fingers. The commotion was often enough to drag another covenmate in to help Jimin in his attack. The result tickle fight would usually end with everyone panting and happy tears in their eyes, Jungkook’s need to teethe long forgotten about. Although Jimin would still slip him a frozen chew toy with a fond wink.

The spot Jungkook chose for Taehyung, interestingly enough, was his wrist. Jungkook claimed that Taehyung had “the perfect ulnar head” to nibble on. Where Jungkook learned the anatomical names? Lord only knows. All that Taehyung knew is that it was incredibly hard to game with one hand on the remote and the other in the fledgling's mouth. Taehyung quickly learned that any time this happened to pause him game and instead grab his phone and scroll through twitter or Instagram while Jungkook got his fill. Taehyung certainly didn’t remember being allowed to chew on all of his hyungs like this when he was undergoing teething himself but he supposed that was just largely due to Jungkook’s cuteness and doe eyes. The spoiled fledgling had the rest of the coven wrapped tightly around his little finger, but they truly wouldn’t have it any other way.

This goes on for a couple of months, although everyone has learned to keep a chew on hand for when they truly aren’t in the mood to be masticated. They also learn to keep wet wipes on hand, because the feeling of drying venom and saliva? Not very pleasant. But they just figure that the cost of such an adorable fledgling, it’s a pretty good trade-off really.

The easygoing routine goes out the window, however, when one morning Jungkook comes flying out of the bathroom, tears in his eyes yelling out “Hyung! Hyung!!”. It’s almost pavlovian how quickly the rest of the coven comes running. Yoongi is instantly patting down their baby looking for any visible injuries, he comes out empty, however.

Jin speaks up. “What? What’s wrong? What happened?” Overprotective sire mode has been activated.

The wobbly lip kicks in again, a pout on Jungkook’s lips. “My-. My tooth!” He holds out his fist and shows off a single tooth in his palm. “I was jus’ brushing my teeth and my tooth fell out!” Tears are starting to fall now too.

Everyone else in the room seems to deflate and there's a moment of silence before Jin breaks out into his squeaky laughter. This quickly spreads around the rest of the room and soon everyone besides Jungkook is laughing. This causes the pout on the pups lips to deepen.

“‘S not funny! My tooth just fell out! My permanent tooth.” The tone in his voice makes the laughter die down a little.

“I’m sorry JK-ah, I promise we’re not laughing at you, not really. It’s just, that’s exactly what’s supposed to happen.” Hoseok wipes the tears from his laughter away while he speaks.

Jungkook’s brows furrow. “What? My adult teeth are not supposed to fall out! I don’t understand why everyone is laughing.”

This makes the room go dead silent. “Kookie, baby, you do realize that vampires have fangs right?” Jin goes about this carefully.

“Of course I do! I’ve only lived with you all for four years before I was turned, pretty sure I noticed the fangs during that time.” There’s an eyeroll tacked on to the end, what a sassy fledgling they have.

“...Right…and, how exactly, did you think fangs came in?”

“I…” The furrow in his brow deepens and he goes quiet.

“Your human canines eventually come out to make room for your baby fangs. It’s all part of the process pup.”

Jungkook flushes a bright red, they truly didn’t even think it was possible for a vampire to turn that red. He just eeks out a quiet “oh”.

“So my other tooth will fall out too?”

“That’s right.”

Jungkook stands in quiet contemplation.

Namjoon speaks up this time. “Can I take a look, please? Just to see how your fangs are coming in?”

Jungkook shakes his head. “No! I look silly.”

Namjoon’s gaze goes soft. “I promise you don’t baby, it’s nothing we haven’t all seen, or experienced before. Please? We just want to make sure your baby fangs are coming in properly.”

Jungkook holds firm for just a moment before slouching and opening his mouth. Namjoon steps forward and begins tilting his head up to get a better look. There’s the space where his human canine fell out, but no sight of the tip of the baby fang just yet. Namjoon also takes the chance to gently wiggle the other human canine, it’s fairly loose.

“Looks perfect pup. Seems like your other tooth is going to come out any day now. And it didn’t seem like you’re baby fangs have dropped down just yet, but you should expect to start seeing them here soon.”

“How long does it take for my fangs to drop down? I don’t want to walk around with gaps in my teeth…” Oh if pouts could kill.

“It can take up to six months for baby fangs to drop down all the way.”

“Six months?!” Jungkook screeches. “Noooooo, I can’t go around like this, hyungs! What am I supposed to do?” He moaned out, flopping around dramatically as he did so. But then he stood up straight again, causing Namjoon to blink at his antics. “Wait. You keep saying baby fangs. Do you mean…?”

“Yes? You’ll get your set of baby fangs and then in a century or so those will drop out too and you’ll get your permanent fangs! It’s all very exciting, we usually throw a big celebration when that happens. I think we still have Jimin and Taehyung’s baby fangs lying around here somewhere-.” Jungkook cuts off Namjoons ramblings.

“First of all ew. Second! I can’t believe none of you told me any of this! I can’t believe I’m supposed to walk around for months. Months! With two missing teeth! I look ridiculous! And then I’ll have to do it again! Being a vampire sucks!” Jungkook crosses his arms and pouts heavily.

Yoongi snorts. “Yeah? You don’t like being in a coven huh? You hate us that much?” Yoongi is very obviously teasing from the tone in his voice, but Jungkook still whips toward him with wide eyes.

“No! No, love my hyungies! Promise! I’m just-. I’m just sad I have to walk around like this for a long time.”

“I promise it will go by much quicker than you think it will. Besides, you can keep chewing on hyungs huh? Will that make you feel better?”

Jungkook begrudgingly nods. “I guess. Hyungs are better than the chew toys.” A round of snorts and giggles goes around.

Jimin raises his hands. “I for one, actually did not sign up to be a chew toy thank you very much.” The teasing tone in his voice gives him away.

Jungkook looks up from where he’s cradled in Hoseok’s arms. “Shhh, Jimin-ssi. No one asked.” And the cheeky brat actually stuck his tongue out.

“Yah! I can’t believe the disrespect!” Jimin dives in to tickle Jungkook while he’s being held and can’t get away. Everyone else quickly joins in, and the tears and drama from earlier are wiped away with the cheeriness of laughter.

Although Jin can’t help but think about the drama that developing venom glands will bring, but for now he just shakes his head and watches fondly over his coven.

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Life for the coven eventually returns to a semi-state of normalcy (except when Jungkook’s other canine had fallen out, that had not been a good day in the Kim coven, nearly as dramatic and tear-filled as the first time). Jungkook is still chewing on everyone, his baby fangs just now starting to drop down a little (he tries hard not to smile wide enough to show his teeth, embarrassed, but more often than he fails and the hyungs melt every time), but everyone remembers their own teething experiences and lets him get away with it most of the time. The only thing that is starting to become a problem is the drooling.

It used to only be bad when he was feeding, which of course makes sense, as he feeds his salivary and venom glands start to produce more in order to try and get the most blood out of his “victims”. But as the venom glands developed, the worse it got. The coven could all deal in the beginning, they each knew to bring a rag or towel with them when it was feeding time to mop up whatever body part Jungkook had been feeding on, but it steadily grew worse.

Every morning when Jungkook went to bed, he would wake up sometime during the day, a large pile of drool and venom underneath him. And their fussy and tidy fledgling would be compelled to start a load of laundry, which unfortunately woke the rest of the coven. It was due to the sire instincts, back in ages of old, missing fledgling in the daytime meant terrible, terrible things, forcing sires from their slumber to look for their childe, and even as the world grew safer for vampires, that age-old instinct remained, especially for older coven members like Jin and Yoongi.

At first, they had smiled fondly and sat with Jungkook as he waited for his laundry to finish up, but as the incidents kept happening, the grumpier they got. Yoongi in particular had taken to tossing Jungkook over his shoulder and hauling him into his own bed for the remainder of the day, arms and legs wrapped tightly around the fledgling, holding him in place until he unwillingly went back to bed.

Jin still remained up with Jungkook, but the snippy remarks turned passive-aggressive, into straight-up aggressive. Jungkook had quickly learned to just start his laundry and crawl into his sire's arms for the rest of the night. It helped to an extent but Jungkook longed for his gently scented sheets and room to flop around. He eventually just put a second set of sheets in his room to just switch them out in the middle of the day and when he awoke he would launder both sets of sheets. This solved that particular problem for a while.

But as the glands further developed the next item to take a hit was the couch. The couch in the den was a hub of activity, almost always at least one coven member to be found on it at any time. Jungkook especially favored the couch, mostly because it was in front of the TV with all the gaming consoles. Normally not a problem, but as Jungkook absently chewed, and drooled on whatever it was he was chewing at the time be it a hoody, chew toy, or a hyung, he would often forget the need to swallow and so the cushions beneath grew soggy, and cold with fledgling saliva. Far, far too many times had another coven member gone to sit down on the couch and be met with a cold, and very damp couch, causing them to jerk up in shock and disgust. And then even more laundry needs to be done. The washer is pretty much always full these days.

The most recent problem though? Every time Jungkook opens his mouth be it to talk, yawn, or even feed, saliva comes shooting out of his mouth. Which okay gross, but it could be whatever, if only their spacey fledgling ever remembered to cover his mouth.

Jin was at his wit's end. It felt like there was nowhere sacred in his perfect coven house, everything was drenched in a slightly stick saliva-y venom mixture. He was tired of doing laundry and having to carry towels. And he tells Jungkook constantly that he needs to be dealing with his venom glands, expressing them multiple times a day, but Jungkook claims that it’s a weird and gross feeling and refuses to do it. Which leads to their current predicament.

Jin is standing at the opening of the living room blocking the fledgling in. “Jungkook that is enough! If you aren’t going to do it yourself then I will make you! Do not try me right now.”

Jungkook has his hands up covering his mouth. “No! It feels so gross hyung, I hate it!”

“You know what I hate? Laundry! Do you know just how many loads of laundry have been done in this household in the last two days? Huh? Six! And do not get me started on this month's water bill!”

“You’re rich hyung you don’t care about water bills! It’s a benefit of being an old coot of a vampire.” The little brat stuck his tongue out at his sire.

“And how do you think I got there huh? By not spending 800 dollars on laundry.” Jin hissed out. “Now you are going to open your mouth and we are going to take care of your venom problem, and we are going to continue to do so, multiple times a day until you get a hold of your venom glands!”

“Nooooo! I’ll do it myself! Keep your hands out of my mouth!”

“You should have thought of that way, way sooner JK.”

The two circle one another in the giant living room, eventually trading places. Jin can see it on Jungkook’s face that the fledgling thinks he has the upper hand. What he had failed to notice was Jimin lurking at the end of the hallway. Jimin sneaks closer to Jungkook’s backside.

Jin flicks his eyes downward and receives a nod in return. Jungkook takes this as a sign that Jin is going to go low so he takes a stance, ready to run off. Unfortunately for him Jin actually means to tackle his chest while Jimin gets his legs.

In the blink of an eye, Jungkook is laid out on his back with Jin straddling his chest and Jimin his legs. The fledgling blinks up at the ceiling for a moment, trying to figure out what just happened. When he does the infamous pout comes out. Then the crocodile tears.

“Please hyung, it hurts! I don’t like it.”

Jin just hums and pulls…something, seemingly from thin air.

“I know baby, but doing this regularly will help, I swear it will. They are just tender right now. So just be a good boy and let me-.”

“Is that a sponge?!? No! No, no, no, no, no! Gross!”

Jin rolls his eyes at the dramatics. “First of all, it’s brand new, nothing gross about it. Second, like I said I’m sick of doing laundry and this is much more absorbent than a cloth so shush.”

Jin then proceeds to rip two chunks off and shove them on the ends of Jungkook’s partially dropped fangs. JK tries to bite, but well, human teeth don’t do much damage and neither do sponge-covered half fangs. Jin has to try very, very hard not to snort.

“Good boy, now open wide.” Jungkook tries to close his mouth but Jin just presses on the hinge of his jaw forcing it open. He then sticks his index finger in Jungkook’s mouth and gently presses down on the venom gland behind his canines.

JK scrunches up his face and tries to jerk his head away but Jin and Jimin hold fast. He jerks around for a few moments but he must realize that it will be over faster if he stops fighting because he goes limp and has a faraway look on his face.

Jin is quick to coax all the venom out, the gland noticeably reduced in size now, and works on the other one. When he’s done he removes the venom-soaked sponge pieces off the end of Jungkook’s teeth and sets them to the side to be thrown out later.

Jungkook still has that far-away look, so Jin just pets his hair and gives his face kisses until he comes back.

Finally, he blinks a couple of times and looks a little more present. “That was humiliating.” Jin smiles, there’s his baby.

“I know sweetheart, but don’t you feel so much better?”

Jungkook pouts. “No.” He then pokes around his mouth with his tongue. “...Yes…”

Jin laughs and gives him another kiss on the forehead. “I told you. A couple of weeks of this and then you’ll start to get your venom glands under control.”

“Awww what? Weeks?”

Jin boops his nose. “Nothing quick about being a vampire darling.” The pout grows. “How can hyung make it up to you hmm? Extra feeding? Some snuggles?”

Jungkook mumbles something under his breath.

“What was that?”

“Want hyungs bite too…”

“Ahhh how spoiled you are. Feeding, snuggles, and a bite? I don’t know how I’ll be able to do it all.” An exaggerated sigh. Jin taps Jimins thigh, a signal for him to release Jungkook. “Why doesn’t my baby go get comfortable on my bed huh? Hyung will be there in just a minute.”

As soon as Jin and Jimin are off of him, he goes sprinting towards Jin's room. The two laugh at his antics.

Jin gets up and tosses the sponge pieces but before he can head back to Jungkook a tug on his sleeve stops him.

“Hmm?”

“Hyung.” Jimin also has a faux-pout.

“Yes, my sweetling?”

“Where’s my reward. I did soooo good helping you catch JK.”

Jin hums and taps his finger on his chin. “That’s true. Hmmm, what does my good boy deserve” he sees Jimin shiver, “I know!” He steps closer, looming over Jimin. “Maybe my good boy wants a bite too… Wants to play with hyung and the pup, show off just how good he really is?” Jin doesn’t think he’s ever seen Jimin’s pupils so blown.

Jimin goes nonverbal and just nods. Jin gives him a deep kiss before tacking on a kiss on the forehead and sending him to go wait with JK.

He shakes his head as he watches Jimin dazedly go down the hall.

“What am I ever going to do with this coven?” Gods he loves them, biting and drool and all.

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If there was one word to describe Jungkook, both as a human and as a fledgling, it would be cheeky. He liked to test the limits of his hyungs, just like he tests them now as his sires. Most of the time it’s in good fun, and he doesn’t push for long, ever his sire's good boy, but it has landed him in trouble a time or two (especially if Jimin and Taehyung, the other two youngest of the coven, are involved). The hardest bit has been reminding him that he’s not human anymore. They’ve had to stop him from eating human food more than a couple of times as it would make him sick. Or alternatively reminding him that even though he’s a vampire and much hardier than humans are, he’s a baby vampire, and still susceptible to things that older vampires aren’t, namely the cold (fledglings are notorious for getting sick) and sunlight.

Currently, it’s making puppy-eyes at his sires during feeding time, claiming that he’s still “So hungry, can’t I have just a little more hyung? Pretty please?” (even though they all know that he’s had more than enough) and asking to stay up later often so that he can play his games or watch another episode. The first his sires tend to indulge, they were all fledglings at one point, and even though it’s been over a millennia for some of them, they all remember the thirst, the hunger, that came with being a fledgling. The second? Not so much. Fledglings needed all the sleep they could get, and even the hazy dawn light of early morning was enough to seriously injure a newly turned vampire. It took at least a couple centuries to build up any resistance, so late bedtimes were a big no-go.

Tonight Jungkook had begged to go out with Yoongi on a blood run, claiming that he was desperate for some fresh air. “Hyung, please, I haven’t been outside since I was turned! I just want some fresh air.”

Jin wasn’t sure that it was the best idea, felt that they should all wait just a little bit longer. They hadn’t ever seen Jungkook around humans, they had no idea how he would react. He’d pulled aside the rest of the coven to deliberate. Almost everyone besides Seokjin agreed that it’d probably be a good idea. A stir-crazy Jungkook would be very hard to manage, and he’d still just pout his way into going outside sooner or later anyways.

“Besides,” Namjoon chimed in, “Yoongi will be with him. Yoongi won’t let him get hurt hyung, he’d chop his own foot off before he ever willingly let Jungkook be injured. Let the baby have his fun for tonight and then you can smother him when he gets home.”

Seokjin agitated tapped his foot on the floor before looking at Yoongi who nodded. With a final huff, Seokjin relented. “Fine! But just the blood bank alright? Don’t let him coerce you into going all over the palace. And take the car, I know you’re faster  but I don’t want him to get tired.” Yoongi gave a little quirk of his lip smile and walked towards Jin. He stood up on his tip toes and gave Jin a peck.

“I’ll take care of our fledgling, promise.” 

Jin stared deeply into Yoongi’s eyes before nodding and giving Yoongi a deeper kiss before stepping back. “Alright fine! You better go before the lines get crazy long and be sure to bring me back more A-, I’m all out.”

As they step through the door an eager pair of eyes meets theirs. Jungkook locks onto to Jin before flicking towards Yoongi who nods. He springs up, cute bunny smile and nose scrunch on full display. “Yes! Let’s go, let’s go!” He grabs Yoongi’s arm and starts dragging him towards the door, racing to put his shoes on and get out the door. Jin stops him and swaddles him up in a jacket and Jungkook doesn’t even complain far to excited. He can’t wait to experience the city with his new senses, see all the colored lights, the feel of the wind on his face, all of the scents.

As they step out from the doorway Yoongi intertwines his fingers through Jungkook’s and starts them towards the garage. He tucks Jungkook into the car, buckling him up before hopping in himself.  When he's satisfied and had passed JK the aux cord,  Yoongi throws his arm around the back of Jungkook’s seat and reverses out of the garage.

Jungkook sits with his nose pressed against the window the entire time, taking in how sharp and detailed everything looks now. Yoongi takes a couple covert pictures at stops to send to the group chat, trying to suppress his chuckles all the while. At one point he rolls down the window for JK who gasps as scents flood the car. His head lifts to sniff the air, much like a little puppy when they smell something good. This does cause Yoongi to release the built-up laughs although JK is too entranced to even notice.

When Yoogni finally parks he gets out first and jogs around to open Jungkook’s door, helping the star-struck fledgling out. Jungkook goes to take a step but Yoongi stops him first.

“Hang on. Before we go in, I want you to take some deep breaths first okay?”

Jungkook looks at his hyung quizzically but does as Yoongi says, inhaling deeply right as two people walk by. Yoongi’s grip tightens around Jungkook.

“Well?”

Jungkook isn’t sure what he’s supposed to be smelling, but-. Oh. His nose wrinkles slightly in distaste. “What is that hyung?”

“Humans,” Yoongi stares Jungkook deeply in the eyes, clearly waiting for something. “How do they smell pup? Does it…make you hungry.”

Jungkook quickly shakes his head, “S’ too strong. Like… really heavy perfume maybe? Burns my nose.”

Yoongi stares at him incredulously for a moment before breaking out into laughter. “Aish, what a spoiled pup. They don’t smell yummy at all?”

Jungkook shakes his head, nose tucked into the collar of his hoodie to try and get away from the smell. “Makes me kinda nauseous.”

Yoongi looks almost relieved to hear that. “Alright baby, let’s go get our supply and we can take the long way back home hmm? Drive past that big flower field?” That seems to perk Jungkook right up.

Yoongi guides them into the blood bank, internally groaning at how long the line is. Jungkook has yet to remove his nose from his hoodie and has started fidgeting. Yoongi doesn’t say anything until it starts to get worse. “You okay pup?”

Jungkook shakes his head. “It’s really strong in here. I don’t like it.”

Ah. Yoongi could smack himself, of course if humans didn’t smell very good to JK that walking into a blood bank would be a hundred times worse. Yoongi looks around for a solution before a lightbulb goes off in his head. “Do you want to go wait in the bookstore? The owner is a really nice older vampire lady, she has all kinds of cool things in there. It’s a 24/7 shop. Or you could wait in the car until I’m done.”

Jungkook’s eyes go bright, “Bookstore?”

Yoongi nods, “Right across the street, couldn’t miss it.” JK bounces on his toes in excitement. “Alright pup, straight there okay? I’ll come get you as soon as I’m done here. Here,” he fishes around in his wallet for a moment and hands Jungkook some bills, “just in case you find anything.”

Jungkook eagerly grabs the money and pecks Yoongi on the cheek, dashing out the door with a quick, “Thanks hyung!” Yoongi shakes his head fondly. Fledglings.

When he steps back outside Jungkook eagerly drinks in the clean air, happy to be away from such heavy smells, before he orients himself, looking around for the bookstore. ‘Ah! There it is,’ he quickly walks over towards it, excited to look through the shelves. He’s always liked bookstores, all the different genres and hidden gems, the lovely smells- 

‘speaking of smells,’ 

Jungkook sniffs the air, trying to figure out what delicious thing he’s smelling. He sniffs around for a bit before eyeing the food stall in an empty parking lot. Before he knows it he’s standing in front of it, eyeing the odeng sitting in a golden broth. Jungkook’s mouth waters, and if it could, his stomach would be rumbling.

“Hello dear, would you like one?” Jungkook purses his lips, knowing that he shouldn’t but it just smells so good. He glances behind him to make sure that Yoongi isn’t standing right there before nodding. The woman quickly fishes out a skewer and fills a cup with broth and plops the skewer in. “There you are,” he quickly pays the woman and scampers off to one of the tables off to the side, and dives right in.

Upon first bite he furrows his brows a little bit, it smells amazing, but when he tastes it, it’s almost muted? He can tell that there is flavor, but it’s not even a part of what he can smell. He eats the rest a little slower, sad that it’s not quite as yummy as it had first seemed, before he finishes off the broth and stands up to throw his trash away and make his way back to his original destination. The broth at least sits nicely in his stomach, warming him up from the inside.

When he opens the door to the bookshop, his senses are flooded with that comforting smell of aging books. He happily enters and wanders straight over to the fantasy section. He flips through a couple books, putting some to the side to buy. He has a tidy little pile by the time Yoongi comes in.

Jungkook can smell as soon as his sire enters and turns to give him a squishy cheek smile. Yoongi returns with a gummy smile of his own and walks toward Jungkook.

“Find some things?” He asks, scanning over the pile.

Jungkook nods and gathers the books he wants before standing. Yoongi guides him to the register, taking the pile of books from Jungkook’s arms. He also ends up paying despite Jungkook’s protests and complaints that Yoongi had just given him cash. Yoongi just waved Jungkook off and shushed him when Jungkook tried to say something. Jungkook knows better to argue with Yoongi when he does stuff like this, he’ll always lose these battles, so he just rolls his eyes at his hyung and lets him pay.

When all is said and done, they load back in the car, Yoongi putting Jungkook’s bag of books in the trunk with the cooler of blood, and they took off. Yoongi made good on his word and took the long winding way home.

Jungkook enjoys the first bit, sticking his head out the window taking in the crisp view of the flowers, smelling their gentle scent waft through the air, the feeling of the wind in his hair. It’s glorious.

Right until it isn’t.

Yoongi drives as smoothly as vampirely possible, and yet with every twist and turn, Jungkook’s stomach turns just the same. He’s not sure he’s ever been nauseous since turning, but there’s no mistaking it for anything else. Jungkook brings his head back inside, closing the window, the smell of the flowers far too overpowering now, and rests his head against the cool glass. When Yoongi asks if he’s alright, Jungkook gives a tight-lipped nod and just closes his eyes, trying to focus on anything other than the way his stomach cramps and rebels. 

Jungkook’s so out of it that he only realizes they are back home when Yoongi opens the door and holds out a hand for him. Jungkook gets out of the car as normally as possible, not wanting his sires to worry as he knows they are prone to do. 

His sires are all crowded around in the living room, obviously waiting for Yoongi and Jungkook to return and normally he would dive into their arms and tell them all about everything, but he grumbles something about wanting to go read his new books. He walks away before he can see his sire's reactions, but if he’d looked back he would have seen the panic that flashes across all their faces.

Seokjin is immediately upon Yoongi, grilling him for an explanation. “What’s wrong with him?” He frantically asks.

Yoongi shakes his head just as worried. “I don’t know. We got to the blood bank just fine and then I made him walk past some humans to gauge his reaction and he said they smelled gross. The blood bank was too much for him so he went to that little bookstore just across the way. He was fine until the car ride home. He got really quiet and had his eyes shut for most of it. If I didn't know any better I’d say he was car sick…”

Hoseok’s eyes go wide, “Oh no, he didn’t.”

Seokjin whips towards Hoseok, “What, what did he do?”

“Hyung just last week we busted him trying to eat some of his leftover human snacks. He probably ate something while Yoongi was stuck in line.

Yoongi’s face falls and the worried looks deepen. Hoseok speaks again, “I’ll go take care of the baby, why don’t you go feed hyung,” he says to Seokjin, “and the rest of you get the nesting room set up. He’s going to be clingy, he always was when he was sick as a human.” Jin looks like he wants to argue for just a moment before nodding. His blood as Jungkook’s turning sire will help him feel better much sooner. He’ll need to eat himself before he can feed his fledgling.

They all split ways going about getting everything ready while Hoseok slips into the dark of Jungkook’s room. He finds a ball of fledgling curled up under the covers making soft whimpers. Hoseok’s heart cracks as he sits next to his hurting baby.

“Kook-ah?” He softly calls. Nothing but a sniffle in response. Hoseok pulls back the cover to try and see Jungkook. Teary eyes meet his.

“Did you eat some human food baby?” Hoseok asks as softly as possible. Jungkook’s face crumbles and the tears overflow and he buries his face into Hoseok’s thigh.

“It smelled so good hyung, I’m sorry,” He wails out.

Hoseok runs his hands through JK’s hair trying to comfort the fledgling, “Oh, JK-ah, my baby, hyung knows. I’m not going to scold you because you’re in a lot of pain.” He puts his arms underneath the ball that is Jungkook and lifts the fledgling gently out of bed, “C’mon baby, we'll need to get that out of your system,” and starts them towards the bathroom.

Someone had clearly already been in here, a folded-up towel laid out before the toilet acting as a cushion. Hoseok sets Jungkook down on the towel and climbs right behind him already starting to pull the youngest’s hair up into a ponytail.

“There’s not a potion to drink or anything is there?” Jungkook asks quietly.

Hoseok would laugh if JK weren’t so pitiful at the moment, “Afraid not baby, gotta do this the old fashion way.”

“‘ Figured,” Jungkook moans sadly.

Hoseok runs a comforting hand over Jungkook’s back, “I’m really sorry Koo, you’ll feel a lot better afterward, the rest of your sires are already in the nesting room waiting to snuggle you when you’re done. And Jin hyung just fed so he’ll be able to feed you, it’ll help make you feel better way sooner.” At the mention of feeding Jungkook tenses up and leans forward closer to the toilet bowl.

‘There it is,’ Hoseok thinks to himself and begins whispering encouraging words to Jungkook as he works everything out of his system. 

The two stay there for quite some time, even after everything is out of Jungkook’s stomach, waiting for the nausea to pass, but when he feels slightly better Hoseok gets Jungkook all cleaned up, brushing his teeth, braiding his hair and tucking him into some clean over-sized pajamas that someone had left outside the door.

Hoseok carries him to the nesting room and hands him off to a stressed-looking Jin who is already tucked up into JK’s favorite corner. Jin positions Jungkook over his lap so that he’s nestled into Jin's throat. He coos softly to his youngest baby, whispering sweet nothings until JK’s whimpers and sniffles finally subside before raising a clawed finger and making a small wound on his own throat. Jungkook turns away at first, making a sad sound in the back of his throat, but Jin just guides him right back and waits until the smell finally entices the fledgling. JK slowly laps at the blood, gently nudging the wound every once in a while in order to produce more.

When Jungkook slows down and some color has returned to his face Jin allows him to pull away a little. “My brave boy,” Jin says, stroking a hand down Jungkook’s face.

“‘M not brave. ‘M stupid, shoulda listened to you guys.”

Jin hums, “Well yes, but no one’s going to scold you today, we just want to make you feel better. Although you did give Yoongi quite a scare there.”

Jungkook turns towards Yoongi sitting at the opposite end of the nest, looking quite stricken. “I’m sorry I didn’t keep a closer eye on you JK. This should have never happened.”

Jungkook’s eyes go wide before welling up with tears again. He practically flings himself across the nest to get to Yoongi. “It wasn’t your fault hyung! I shouldn’t have done it, I should have just waited with you, I’m so sor-” 

Yoongi catches Jungkook and gently rocks the babbling fledgling, shushing him, whispering a gentle mantra of “it’s okay, it’s okay,” until Jungkook quiets down, exhaustion hitting him full force.

Yoongi guides them to the center of the nest, settling in before motioning that it’s okay for the rest of the coven to join in. The fan out around the two, each of them holding on or touching Jungkook in some manner.

None of them talk, not wanting to wake the finally passed-out Jungkook, but it takes a long time for them to calm down themselves, realizing that their youngest mate is okay now, safest in their arms. Eventually, they all drift into sleep themselves.

The early hours are quiet, peaceful. 

Tomorrow Jungkook will get the scolding of a lifetime.

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Life as a vampire had gotten a little easier for Jungkook lately. His chewing had lessened, he hadn’t eaten anything he wasn’t supposed to (no matter how tempting banana milk had sounded), no accidentally getting burnt by accidentally flinging open curtains when he was supposed to be asleep, so he’d say that things were going well.

And look, Jungkook knows that vampires can shift into bats, he’s seen all of his hyungs do it a number of times. So he’s been expecting that. But Jungkook thought that it was something he needed to work towards, like a skill he needed to train.

So imagine Jungkook’s surprise as he’s just sitting on the couch in the living room, playing video games when he sneezes and the world goes dark. At first, he thinks it might be Taehyung pranking him, making Jungkook think he’s gone blind when he sneezes by turning off all the lights. Except… Jungkook is a vampire now and can see in the dark so it’s not that. Trying to remain calm Jungkook blinks his eyes hard, hoping to clear them… or something.

No dice. ‘Okay, okay. Keep calm Jungkook, what else?’ Maybe someone has thrown something on top of his head. Jungkook stretches his arms up. Except something feels extremely wrong. His fingers not quite right, not where they should be and something stretching between them as he flexes.

Okay, any and all cool has flown right out the window. Jungkook opens his mouth to call for one, any of his hyungs, but what comes out is not words. It’s a high-pitched, squeak? It’s all chaos from there.

Jungkook flails and squeaks his heart out. It feels like something is covering all of him, weighing him down, it just makes the panic so much worse. He’s not sure how long it’s been, but at some point, Jungkook, hears? Sees? A loud pounding sound. He knows that something is coming, is in the stretch of hallway just before the corner to turn into this room.

“Tae? Jimin? Is that one of you two again? Did you forget to take your clothes off before-” Jungkook has never been more confused, more mixed up, but he swears that he can almost see whoever it is bend down, reaching towards him. It makes Jungkook flinch, but then whatever has been covering him is lifted away, revealing light and eyesight that isn’t quite right. It’s duller than what he has gotten used to as a vampire, duller perhaps even than when Jungkook was still a human.

“Well, who is it this time hmm?” Hands appear and scoop Jungkook up. Soon he is looking into the eyes of his sire, Seokjin.

It takes a moment before, “Koo?”

Jungkook manages a single tiny squeak and then he slumps into his hyungs hands, exhaustion, and relief weight down equally.

“Look at you!” Jin whisper-yells, “My sweet little bat, shifting for the first time. My precious baby, look at you, so cute! Oh, oh, we need to call the rest of the coven, they need to see you!” 

Jungkook just nuzzles further into Jin’s hands, happy to be warm and held. After a couple of moments, the rest of the coven arrives. “Hyung? What’s wrong? You don’t normally use the bond to summon- what- who are you holding?” Namjoon pauses and does a quick headcount around the room. And does it once more for good measure. His eyes go wide. “Is that Jungkook?”

Jungkook feels Jin nod excitedly. “Look at our baby! He’s such a handsome little bat~” And that seems to release the floodgates. Hyungs swarm all around cooing and fawning over Jungkook. If he preens a little bit then nobody needs to know.

The comments flood in, “Look at his little ears! The color suits him very much”, “He looks so fuzzy, and what a lovely fur color. Gah, I miss when Jungkook was blond. Hear that Jungkook, hyung wants you to dye your hair again,”,  “How does he still have galaxy eyes as a bat?! We don’t stand a chance,”, “So small!” 

That last comment earned Yoongi a nip and a ferocious glare. He pointedly ignores Hoseok’s hand going up to cover his heart and the faux-pained sound he makes. “Yah! Brat, toothy even in this form huh?” Yoongi grumbles. Jungkook bares his teeth and then sticks his tongue out. Yoongi, the very mature hyung that he is, does the same right back. Jin just rolls his eyes at their antics before turning back to Jungkook.

“How’s everything feel? Did you hurt anything when you were flailing around earlier?”

Jungkook tries to test his wings and ends up over-balancing and frantically flapping to try to regain his balance.

“Okay, okay! No more of that, please! We’ll work up slowly to movement and flying hmm? Why don’t you try shifting back now?”

He stares up at his sire in horror. He hadn’t planned on shifting in the first place! He sneezed. Jungkook is pretty sure that sneezing won’t make him shift back. Can bats even sneeze? ‘ Oh god, what if I’m stuck like this forever?’

“-Koo? Koo? Can you hear me, baby? You’re hyperventilating. Why don’t we just try and relax? You’ll shift back on your own eventually. In meantime why don’t you just stay with one of us? Hyungs will take care of you.”

Hyungs. Hang out with a hyung. He can do that. They always make it better. Okay.

“Good, you’re not panting anymore. Namjoon?” Namjoon looks at Jin with wide eyes, “You were just about to go and read right? Will you take Kook-ah with you?”

Namjoon turns his gaze to Jungkook. “Would you like that? I was just to start a new book, I’d love to read for you if you want.” Normally Jungkook would reach for his hyung but he doesn’t want to overbalance again. Jin seems to know that and ever so gently transfers Jungkook over to Namjoon who takes him with equal care. Settled in Jungkook goes limp and shuts his eyes, still not used to the difference in his vision. And he’s not used to the echolocation. Better to let his Namu-hyung take care of everything for now.

Namjoon makes a keening sound and Jungkook feels his hands twitch. Cracking an eye open Jungkook looks up. Namjoon has an almost pained expression on his face and is whispering something over and over although Jungkook can’t quite make out what. He would shrug if he could, but instead, Jungkook just closes his eyes again and snuggles further into the warm hands. 

“I’m going to set you on this chair real quick. Let me grab my book and get settled. I don’t want to hurt you trying to hold you at the same time.” Namjoon drops to a whisper, “You are so, so small.” Jungkook would bite, but he’s starting to get tired so he lets that comment slip. This time.

Jungkook hears Namjoon shuffle around the room and then hears him get settled on the couch before hands reach out and scoop him up again. “I’m not quite sure where to set you… I don’t want to put you on my legs because I shuffle around too much. Chest? That might be the best bet.” 

Jungkook lets out an agreeable squeak far too quickly. Namjoon chuckles, “Was that a yes? Your wish is my command.” 

Jungkook is quickly nestled into his most favorite spot in the world, Namjoon’s pecs, or as all the rest of the coven fondly referred to them, the Namtiddies. Jungkook wiggles around a little bit before trying to stretch his wings out so that he can grab either side of Namjoon’s chest. (He accidentally smacks Namjoon in the face, but the other at least has the decency to not bring it up). Finally, satisfied Jungkook lays his head in the “v” of Namjoon’s clavicles. The perfect spot to rest his head.

Namjoon waits patiently for Jungkook to get settled before opening the book and starting to read aloud. Jungkook follows along diligently until the low vibrations and the sweet timbre of Namjoon’s voice start lulling Jungkook to sleep. Normally vampires don’t need sleep, but as a fledgling, he’s still a little bit closer to human than he is vampire, so sleep and naps are still a must. Jimin said that naps start being less necessary about 100 years in or so. Yoongi however remains the outlier, although he insists that he’s just meditating very, very deeply. He’s not fooling anybody.

Before long, words mean nothing to Jungkook. He is enveloped in smooth tones, warmth, vibrations, and the beautiful scent of his Namjoon-hyung. Drifting off is easy.

Jungkook stays in that warm fuzzy place between napping and full unconsciousness. He’ll occasionally rouse when Namjoon does a silly voice for one of the characters, or when a warm hand is run down Jungkook’s spine or a kiss is placed on top of his head, but it’s never quite enough to pull him from sleep.

It’s an indeterminate time later that Jungkook wakes, feeling incredibly well-rested and relaxed. Not wanting to open his eyes quite yet he just nuzzles into Namjoon’s collarbones, letting his hyung know that he’s awake.

“Hi sleepy baby bat, feeling rested now? Hungry? It’s my turn to feed you anyway.”

Jungkook makes a little “oing” sound at the idea of food, he is a little hungry. But how is he supposed to feed as a bat- wait. Bats can’t make “oing” sounds. Jungkook sits up and looks down at himself, flexes his hands, pats his face. 

“I shifted back!” He shouts.

Namjoon smiles fondly and pets Jungkook’s thigh. “You did, you shifted back about halfway through chapter four. I put a blanket over us so you don’t get cold.”

“Thanks hyungie, coulda woken me up though.”

Namjoon strokes through Jungkook’s hair and scritches under his chin, “You needed a nap. It’s been a big day.”

Jungkook just hums in agreement before pausing. He got stuck in his clothes earlier as a bat, he just felt Namjoon’s hand on his thigh… Taking another look down Jungkook realizes that he’s wearing nothing but a blanket, straddled over Namjoon’s thighs.

“Ah,” Junkook pulls the blanket tighter around him and flushes, another remnant of being turned not too long ago and being kept well-fed by all his hyungs.

Namjoon snorts softly and pulls Jungkook into a hug, “You are a total deviant and menace all the rest of the time but now you’re shy huh?”

Jungkook pouts and nips Namjoon’s collarbone. “Yah! Don’t bite me, you know it’s true. Go ahead and feed while you’re there. We wouldn’t want a grumpy and pouty fledgling.”

Jungkook grumbles before biting down a little harder (which he’s now able to do with his shiny new fangs, thank you very much) and begins feeding. He’s just woken up but feeding always makes him so sleepy. Maybe he can talk Namjoon into napping with him for a little longer…

That plan is quickly ruined, however, “Don’t fall asleep again Jungkook-ah. The rest of the hyungs are getting squirrely. They’re all saying that I’ve had you to myself for too long now. You’re pretty much going to get pounced on after you’re done feeding. We’ll be celebrating later, you’ve hit a very big milestone. And we need to figure out what kind of bat you are. There’s a bet going around on what species you are. So I’d eat up while you can.”

Jungkook sighs and prepares himself for the flood of hyungs headed his way in a minute.