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"You're leaving the office early today, Mr. Jeon?"
"Yes – and I will be doing so for the foreseeable future" Jungkook spoke to the office's receptionist, Erina, as he passed her on his way out towards the elevators. "I have some…family matters that need my attention. It should require no longer than a few weeks at most" he looked down to his Rolex that read 5:30pm, knowing that if he took his usual shortcuts, he could be back to the Manor in around an hour and a half if he put his foot down hard enough.
"Have a good evening, Erina. Goodnight" Jungkook professionally excused himself with a small smile on his face that was enough to melt the hearts of every woman and man that had their sights on him as he strode to the elevator with his briefcase in hand; ready to take it down to the ground floor and make his way to his car.
"Shall I pick her up something nice to eat?" Jungkook pondered as he sat, stuck in traffic a few moments later. "Even though she is a domitor, she still has her human tendencies – and humans are partial to loving comfort food during stressful times" he decided on going for the safe, universal option of pizza and French fries with garlic dip – the garlic dip now being forever an inside joke between you both as the thought of you feeding him something that was always perceived as being dangerous to Vampires just tickled Jungkook absolutely pink.
Soon after collecting the food, Jungkook was well on his way back to his Manor. While he drove along the semi-remote country roads, he sipped upon a carton of blood that was – as usual, disguised as some kind of fruit juice with the label on the front and the opaque packaging. It's not that Jungkook was thirsty, per-say, but he always made sure to keep himself topped up as to avoid ever committing what he almost did to you when you arrived unexpectedly. Inwardly, Jungkook was forever ashamed of his actions that night – scolding himself for having little to no self control; even when he was bloodthirsty. But as he drove, he recalled a conversation you had with him the previous night when he explained why he ended up screaming for you to leave the very first time, during gentle pillow talk as you both often engaged in.
"You think that was you being weak?" you had asked as your fingers delicately traced the outline of his abdominal and oblique muscles above and below his navel.
"On the contrary, Jungkook, I think what you did was completely the opposite of being weak. Yes…you wavered for a moment. But you didn't do it in the end; you made the choice to pull away and put a stop to it. You blame yourself for being some kind of monster for almost doing what you did…but in that moment, you truly displayed the traits of a 'just' human, and a divine Vampiric Prince; thus, sparing me in turn. And that, my Prince….that is not weakness; that is strength in its purest form"
Jungkook uncontrollably smiled to himself in remembrance of your words as he finished sipping the last of his blood through the plastic straw in the carton. "(Y/N), how is it you can calm even the most violent of waters within me?" he pondered in awe. To Jungkook, you were both mesmerising and unexplainable – even though he knew what you were. Although he understood you were a domitor and that was the reason you caused him to feel life and all the emotions that came with it for the first time; you were still an outstanding force of tranquil power that left him powerless to you in turn. In many ways, you were once again giving Jungkook a brand new experience; the feeling of coming home after a long day of work to see the face of a loved one. For hundreds of years now, Jungkook often brooded over the notion of just that. He thought frequently about how nice it would be if he were a human man; going to work and coming home each day to his wife and children – seeing their happy, smiling faces and throwing his arms around each of them to lay gentle, paternal kisses on their faces, before enveloping his wife in a much needed embrace to rid himself of the stress that built up throughout the day. And now, his mere daydreams had the inevitable possibility of turning into a reality.
"Is this what that feels like? This normal, human occurrence that so many human men – husbands and father's alike, take for granted?" Jungkook grinned so brightly his eyes almost completely disappeared as he imagined such a future with you. "We'll have that (Y/N). I'll not just be a Vampire who you can be proud of, but a man too" he promised himself, knowing that he was already more than proud of you, in turn.
Just after turning on his wind-shield wipers as the rain began beating down on everything in sight, Jungkook slowed his speed before making the left turn to drive up to his Manor. From the main road – his Manor was known as the 'house on the hill.' It wasn't clearly visible, due to the sheer amount of trees and forest that surrounded the banks at either side; but everyone who was familiar with the area knew whom it belonged to.
"That's strange" Jungkook thought to himself as he drove up the lane that was fit for only one car going up either way. "My tracks from this morning are gone…" he noted, seeing the gravel that should have contained his tyre tracks from earlier completely dispersed and missing. However, Jungkook concluded that because of the wind and the rain with the storm approaching, that the elements had erased any and all trace of them.
As per usual, as soon as Jungkook's car got close enough to the gates – they opened automatically for him, letting him pass through with ease. Looking at the ground just outside the gates, he noted that there was still the lack of tyre tracks that should have been there from earlier on that morning; further instilling the fact that it must be down to cause of the environment. However, as soon as Jungkook passed the gates and began making his way down the driveway to his Manor, he noticed something extremely odd.
"Footprints?" he slowed down a fraction – his Vampiric eyes letting him see that they were of smaller size than his – leaving him with no other impression than they belonged to you. "Did she take a walk?" he questioned as he peered over his steering wheel – ultimately wondering why your footprints were only going in one direction…and not returning towards the house. Jungkook inhaled sharply as he pressed his foot down harder on the peddle, trying to talk himself into the notion that you had just walked towards the gates and then proceeded to stroll along the grassy grounds on either side of the gravel filled driveway. "But if the wind were to disperse the outside tracks, surely her footprints would have disappeared too? Unless her prints are fresh and she's currently outside walking in this damned weather?" he shook his head at the thought of you doing something so careless…but still, he had a rather ominous feeling building in his gut; and he didn't like it one bit.
Jungkook quickly parked his vehicle just off to the side of his Manor, before leaping out of the car with the food he had bought for you in tow. "Calm down and think rationally, Jungkook – she's probably taken a walk from being stuck inside all day. Either that, or she just recently returned to the Manor and the wind hasn't had a chance to disperse her tracks yet" he tried to cease his mind as he placed his free hand on one of the double doors to the Manor, before opening it to let himself inside.
And all he was met by; was silence.
"(Y/N)?" Jungkook called out in a loud voice, not even bothering to remove his shoes as he sat the food upon the floor – instantly knowing that something was terribly wrong. He felt his breath becoming harsh and laboured as a mere four seconds ticked by.
"(Y/N)?!" he shouted – before closing his eyes on the spot to try and locate your presence in his home with his heightened senses…but all he could detect was his own being, and Musgy's being on the second floor.
Panic flooded Jungkook's entire existence as he frantically looked around – clearly being able to smell your faint scent that was prevalent where he stood in the hallway. Immediately, he followed it to where it was coming off the strongest – which just so happened to be his smaller living room with the widescreen television inside. He ran through the open doors – patently able to smell where you had once been lounging on the comfortable couch…before spying the muted television that was still playing episodes of Grey's Anatomy. "No…no this isn't right, this is all wrong" he almost choked as he fumbled for this phone to dial your number. He stood still on the spot as he put the phone to his ear – hearing the ringing of the call while listening for the ringing of your phone that should have sounded out somewhere in the house. But to Jungkook's terrible dismay, all that presented itself was more silence.
"(Y/N) where are you?!" he roared at the top of his lungs as he sprinted out of the room and began climbing the stairs almost four at a time – moving at near lightning speed as he went burst into the bedroom that he assigned you on the first night you moved in as your smell was also lingering there, too. He hoped with all his might that his senses were just making him overreact – that in his frightened state; he had jumped to the conclusion that your lack of presence in the air around him was just mistaken for your slumbering state.
As soon as Jungkook crashed into the room, Mugsy – who was currently snoozing on the bed, nearly hit the ceiling at the sudden shock. Jungkook knew from the moment he stepped inside that you weren't there, but upon seeing Mugsy, he decided to question the feline of your whereabouts.
"Where is she?" Jungkook strode over to Mugsy, whose heart was beating similar to that of someone who had just ran an entire marathon.
"What do you mean – where is she? She's in the Manor, is she not?" Mugsy replied with a frightful tone in his thoughts as he gazed at the Prince with wild, widened eyes.
"When was the last time you saw her?" Jungkook continued to question your cat as he picked up his shirt you had previously been wearing – letting Jungkook know that you had removed it but a few hours ago with the way your smell was still fresh on its material.
"I last saw her at breakfast, your Highness. I believe she went to the library. I swear – I haven't seen her since! My lord, what's going on? My human isn't in danger, is she?" Mugsy finally managed to sit up properly as he watched fear pass through Jungkook's eyes – being able to sense his distress without even needing to look at him.
"I'll check the library then" Jungkook passed Mugsy a deft nod – leaving the cat completely and utterly confused as Jungkook proceeded to dial your number again while approaching the stairs. Just as he was halfway down them – and just as he was about to press the call button; to Jungkook's shock, his phone began ringing…and it was your name that flashed up as the caller ID. Without any hesitation, Jungkook answered the phone – his Vampiric heart hammering in his chest that pumped his previously consumed blood through his veins at an even faster rate than usual.
"Where the hell are you?!" Jungkook's voice was violently cross as he stopped halfway down the stairs – both relieved and furious at the same time as he found all of his conflicting emotions almost too much for him to bear. He expected to hear you reply with something like "I'm outside – jeez, calm down my Prince!" or "Don't yell at me in that tone of voice!" followed by the giggle you gave him that always made his heart flutter; that always made him feel that warming fuzziness deep within him. But the voice that replied had exactly the opposite effect…
"Now, now, my Prince…is that any way to great your dear old, elder cousin?"
Jungkook felt a shiver of frightening terror and plain confusion soar throughout him as he found himself at almost a loss for words. He stood like a pathetic bunny-rabbit in the middle of a dark road with a car speeding towards it as his mouth went as dry as the hottest, most hostile desert known to the world. He could feel his stomach almost eat itself with disturbance as he could barely open his mouth to reply to the voice that he knew all too well; the last voice he ever wanted to hear, and the last voice he ever expected to be greeting him from your phone.
"…has that damned cat caught your tongue, my Prince? You should watch out. It caught my face before…but you already knew about that, didn't you?" the deep voice almost purred back at him – followed by a low chuckle of an evil manner.
"Yoongi…" Jungkook managed to blurt out – trying to swallow the gigantic lump in his throat as he gripped the banister with his right hand; not caring if it were to crumble under the pressure he was forcing on it. "Wh-what are you –"
"It's nice to finally speak with you after all these years, cousin" Yoongi interrupted him, pausing a moment for dramatic effect. "I was hoping to chat with you on Saturday night during the ball, but you left before I could make my way over to you! How rude of you, my Prince" Yoongi's voice was wrapped in insincere offence as Jungkook tried to listen to the background noise of the call – desperately trying to hear any kind of ambience that would let him locate his current position.
"Where is she? What have you done to her?" Jungkook snapped out of his daze, his voice transforming into a deathly growl as his chest began to rise and fall.
"Oh – you're referring to your little prize? She's here – safe with me and my friends." Yoongi chuckled manically in response, knowing that he was giving Jungkook a good stir-up and making him play right into his hands.
"How did you do this? How did you escape? Where are you Yoongi?"Jungkook continued to walk down the stairs as he made his way to the front doors – opening one of them wide and getting ready to put his foot outside, when Yoongi spoke up sharply.
"Ah, ah, ah…I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jungkook" he warned, causing Jungkook to stop in his tracks as his head shot up to look off into the distance towards the gates; observing a sight that made his entire body almost clench to see.
"You bastard" Jungkook seethed in reply, hearing Yoongi's deep chuckle as Jungkook's eyes never left the image of Yoongi standing just outside the gates…with you in a white, shoulder-strapped, calf length dress that Jungkook knew didn't belong to you. He felt such rage and fear bubble inside him as he saw one of the tallest rogues that had accompanied Yoongi on the night of the ball hold you in his leathered grasp; with your hands tied in a knot with rope that kept them securely locked around your waist as it circled your stomach, too.
"Close the door…and go back into your nice warm Manor, Jungkook" Yoongi commanded with such patronising authority, that it made Jungkook grit his teeth in spite. "Don't give me a reason to make her scream in pain…we don't want that – do we?"
Filled with wrath – almost trembling and feeling so stupidly incapable, Jungkook clenched his teeth together; loathing the fact that Yoongi was using you as live bait to get him to do his insane bidding. Yoongi knew that the Prince of Vampires possessed no earthly weakness…other than you. He knew that, to get exactly what he wanted, he would have to objectify you as a frail, shivering damsel in distress to pull and tug at Jungkook's shattered and distraught soul at the thought of something terrible happening to you that he couldn't control. Which in turn, caused Jungkook to harbour even more angst within him as he knew you were anything but that.
"Jungkook…close the door and go back inside. (Y/N) must be so cold out here in this beautiful white dress…you don't want her to freeze to death – do you?" Yoongi practically dangled you in front of Jungkook with his sadistic, twisted words. By this stage, Jungkook had already figured out partially what had happened, as he thought about how stupid he had been to assume the dispersed tracks were down to the weather – how your footprints were the product of an innocent walk around the grounds…and he hated himself now more than he ever did in his entire life.
"Good…good boy" Yoongi whispered as Jungkook submitted to him, slamming the door shut with such force that it echoed throughout the entire Manor. "You know…it was just too fucking easy – tricking her into coming out here and opening the gates and getting her to pass through them. But, I have my brother and his lover to thank for that. At the very least, he finally proved himself to be of some worth to me"
Jungkook widened his eyes silently, still with the phone glued to his ear. "Taehyung? Jimin? What are you –"
"It's absolutely disgusting what being in love and having emotions does, isn't it?" Yoongi's gruff voice filled Jungkook's psyche. "Perhaps if my brother hadn't been so in love with his little plaything, then perhaps…I wouldn't have been able to use it against him. (Y/N) was so eager to come out here and pull the lever when she thought that it was just Taehyung and Jimin visiting her. She put up a good fight when she walked through the gates – I'll give her that much. But I'm afraid that even domitors are weak to a concentrated solution of chloroform. She was just…too easy"
"I want you to listen to me, and listen to me carefully, Yoongi" Jungkook's voice was almost animal-like as his tone dropped to its lowest form in the midst of his now frightening, snarling demeanour, "I don't know what it is you are seeking, but I swear on my entire heritage that if you do anything to her – if you so much as attempt to lay your godforsaken, filthy hands on her…I will drain you of every bodily fluid you possess, I will rip out your spleen and torture you for an eternity so help me…"
Yoongi let out a belly-aching laugh, making Jungkook itch with such pettiness and hostility. "Less of the Hollywood movie threats – you're not the saviour of this story, my Prince. And don't worry, I would never dream of touching such a pure angel…she's too important for that" Yoongi's words caught Jungkook unawares as he began striding towards his study to view you through the CCTV that gave him a clear view of you – frightened and gagged with a thick brown rag around your mouth that was tightly fastened at the back of your head.
"…what do you want, Yoongi?" Jungkook panned his eyes over Yoongi standing beside you – with one of the taller rogues whom he didn't know the name of still standing behind you and holding you in place. Just behind your three figures sat Taehyung's Landrover – which Jungkook could only assume held Taehyung, Jimin, and possibly Yoongi's two other foot soldiers inside.
"Yes – what do I want, indeed?" Yoongi sneered – knowing that Jungkook was probably looking at them all through the CCTV camera as he raised his head to make bold eye-contact with it. "How about…you invite all of us in, and we can have a chat about that? After all…I'm sure you can deduct from how (Y/N) shivers…how her body trembles…that she's deathly cold. You know – I can almost feel the heat from her body filter through this flimsy material I had her change into. We wouldn't want her contracting some kind of pneumonia…" Yoongi laughed while Jungkook reeled in torture at the thought of Yoongi defiling you in such a way; as the notion of him making you change out of your clothes and into the dress taunted and tormented him in the most wicked way imaginable.
"You want me to let you in? You and (Y/N)?" Jungkook had no intention of letting the big one behind you in as well – leaving him outnumbered two to one as he didn't yet know the capability of his or Yoongi's strength.
"No, dear cousin. I am requesting for you to invite me, the girl, Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoseok…Taehyung and Jimin inside. We're all quite chilly and bored out here – shouldn't you be more hospitable? I expected much more from Serrena's dear son. Where are you manners, Jungkook?" Yoongi rhymed off all the names as he knew that Jungkook had to know the identities of each soul to be able to allow them inside.
Jungkook blinked over and over – feeling the unfamiliar sensation of danger looming in his heart that almost paralysed him. "Taehyung and Jimin…I don't know what their intentions are. Did they help Yoongi willingly? Or were they forced to? There's Yoongi and his three rogues…making it four against one; me. How am I to fight back? How am I to keep (Y/N) safe? What do I do?" Jungkook questioned himself in the face of danger for the very first time in his life. For seconds that felt like long minutes, Jungkook stood completely silent; trying to come up with answers that he just couldn't grab a hold of – feeling completely and utterly useless to you.
"I'll give you five minutes to think about my offer. Let us in, and you can be assured that (Y/N) will be in your sights – right in front of you whilst you and I converse. However; should you decide to decline…I promise you, Jungkook…you will never see her again. Five minutes…" and with that, Jungkook heard the call drop – leaving him in absolute silence as he continued to stare at you and Yoongi through the screen.
"Both of them are covering every inch of their skin – bar their faces. Her hands are tied…Yoongi's not letting her come into contact with them" Jungkook's mind raced a mile a minute as he took a sharp inhale of air. He absolutely didn't want to just willingly invite such evil and insidious creatures into his home, but he couldn't just leave you with them – completely powerless and defenceless. Knitting his eyebrows together, Jungkook reached over his study-desk for his antique-style house telephone, and began dialling the number for the only other Vampire he knew he could trust; his mother.
Without a moment to lose, Jungkook dialled his mother's number that he knew like the back of his hand; praying with every fibre of his being that she would answer immediately.
"Hello darling~" Serrena's usual gentle voice seeped through Jungkook's house-phone. But unlike usual, Jungkook's mind was anything but gentle in response, as he took a deep breath to ready himself to relay the entire situation to her.
"Mother – I want you to record this conversation right now. I don't have much time to explain things so it's easier for you to listen back over this recording it if you miss something – understood?" Jungkook managed to stop his voice from shaking as he continued looking at you through his monitor – seeing you shivering with your eyes cast to the ground. There was a slight pause on Serrena's end, before Jungkook heard clicking on the line that let him know she had activated her recording device.
"Speak Jungkook – what is it? What's happening?" she responded immediately – her tone now much more serious and concentrated than before.
"Yoongi has somehow escaped the Montgomery's mansion – along with the three rogues that were there the night of the ball. I'm not sure of the finer details, but while I was at the office, Yoongi managed to use Taehyung and Jimin to lure (Y/N) outside of the estate gates, before chloroforming her. He and his henches are taking precaution to not touch (Y/N) – so they obviously don't want to be able to feel the power of a domitor. Yoongi, (Y/N) and the big rogue are standing outside my gates right this moment; with (Y/N) bound and gagged. Taehyung's Landrover is parked right behind them, which I suspect holds Taehyung, Jimin and the other bastards inside. Mother…Yoongi is demanding me to let all of them inside…and there's not a damn thing I can do to save her but to comply to his demands" Jungkook's unbearable emotions finally got the better of him as he felt his chest heave in distress – feeling for the first time what he assumed were the beginnings of frightful tears in his eyes as he waited for his mothers response. He heard her mumble to someone quickly – before her voice sounded to him once again.
"Is there any way you can bargain with him? Tell him that only he and (Y/N) can enter?" Serrana sprang into action as she placed Jungkook's call on loudspeaker, while she proceeded to furiously type on what Jungkook assumed was her laptop at her desk back at his parent's residence.
"No. He has given me no other choice. Mother…I – I can't go up against all of them alone. I don't know if Taehyung and Jimin have been allied with Yoongi all along and have been planning this since the beginning. I don't – I can't – I –"
"Jungkook; pull yourself together. Whether you like it or not; Yoongi has the upper hand against you. Do not let him put you into the check position. You are my son; you are the Prince of every single Vampire on this earth. I raised you to be as compassionate as you could be, but I also raised you to be strong. You have no other choice my son…you must let them all in" Serrena spoke with motherly firmness as Jungkook almost silently wept to himself, still staring at your shivering body as he listened to her words.
"The only way you can keep (Y/N) safe for now is to allow them inside. Keep Yoongi busy – keep him talking. Ask him questions, listen to what he has to say and respond in ways that won't cause him to become even more hostile. He is a ticking time-bomb, Jungkook. Be careful with your words and your intonation towards him…he's unpredictable and volatile in the worst way possible"
"When can you get here? I need as much help as I can get mother – I cannot hope to do this alone!"
"I can't give you a definite ETA, Jungkook. Your father is currently arranging for the Hawk to lift off. You know that on a normal day, it's a forty-minute flight to the Manor from our location. But the storm is about to peak in your area; so we will have to prepare for delays, too" Serrena knew that there was no point in sugar-coating anything at this stage as it really was a matter of life or death for both you and Jungkook. "I have sent an emergency message to the Montgomery mansion to find out what happened, but until I arrive, Jungkook…do not attempt to engage in battle with him alone. The rogues? You could handle them easily as they haven't been Vampires for very long – less than 20 years I suspect" she informed Jungkook of this fact as the night she met them all at the ball, she was clearly able to detect that they were younger and inexperienced. "The bigger one you spoke of – Namjoon…he has somewhat of a tender heart. If you can – try to use this to your advantage. But, tread carefully…he is bound to Yoongi, and he will obey him until the very end. The other two are also just following orders but, Namjoon, well – let's just say from the little chat he and I had; his moral compass is definitely spinning in all different directions"
"What about (Y/N)? What should I do? Mother, I feel like such a stupid child…I'm an idiot for leaving her alone – I thought that she would be safe, I never thought in a million years that Taehyung would betray –"
"You listen to me, Jeon Jungkook" Serrena made Jungkook stop his ridiculous claim right in its tracks. "Taehyung has not – and will not ever betray us. He was obviously being forced to do this against his will…just as you are being forced to do this for (Y/N). How dare you insinuate something like that" Serrena scolded him like the child Jungkook ultimately felt like, before she softened her voice once more.
"I know you are afeared my love. I know…I know how much you love (Y/N) - I know how much this kills you inside…but that's exactly all the more reason why you must be strong for her. That is how you will both live through this. You must be strong on your own for now…for (Y/N); and…" she trailed off, wondering whether or not to enlighten Jungkook about something she knew neither you or he knew about yet.
"…and? And what?" Jungkook repeated, looking at the time on his mobile phone that told him he had but a minute left before Yoongi would call back.
"I sensed it the moment I met her at the ball – as did your sisters and more than likely, every other female Vampire in the room. Jungkook…(Y/N) is with child. You are not just protecting her, but you are protecting your unborn child"
In that moment, Jungkook felt like he had just been slammed against a cold, steel wall and pummelled right through to the other side. He let his mouth hang open as he blinked – feeling a single tear cascade down his cheek and glide along his well-defined jaw line as he could hardly find the words to respond. Female Vampires were the more dominant of their species, meaning that they possessed certain capabilities that their male counterparts did not. One of them was, a female Vampire would be able to sense the formulation of cells inside another females body from the moment a male's sperm came into contact with a female's egg inside of her; it didn't matter the species, Vampire – human, even animal. Serrena knew that because of this very fact, that Jungkook had absolutely no idea of you being in the first week of your pregnancy; and obviously, neither did you.
A million and one thoughts flashed through Jungkook's mind as he found himself feeling almost dizzy. What should have been joyous news – and a heart-warming reason to celebrate…was reduced to nothing more than the definition of being distraught. However, it only further instilled the protective nature that Jungkook had for you. Not only was he burning with desire to get you safely back in his arms, but he was now also fighting for something that was a part of you both. Something that would grow inside of you for nine months, something that would come into the world full of the life and love that domitors possess…and something that Jungkook would forever love with every beat of his Vampiric heart; because it would be half of you and half of him – in a physical form.
"…I understand why you didn't tell me before. But mother…I desperately wish you had of" Jungkook whispered as he clenched his fist – not able to take his eyes off your stomach through the screen as he knew that you were outside in the freezing cold – catching your death on top of previously being chloroformed that could potentially harm the faint life inside of you. Jungkook knew that if he had of been aware of you being in your first week of pregnancy, that there would have been no way in hell he would have left you alone in the Manor. Ultimately; it meant that none of this would have happened to cause you all to be thrown into this situation.
"I know. And for that – I am truly sorry, my son" Serrena tried to speak through the guilt that inhabited her every cell as Jungkook could hear her get up from her desk – her heels clicking along the floor before swinging a door open.
"I…I have to go. He's going to call me back in twenty seconds" Jungkook spoke quickly – but his mind was almost completely blank. He could hardly breathe, speak or think straight with the amount of turmoil inside of him as he thought about what would await him upon letting Yoongi inside; but he knew it was the only way he could protect you…and also, the life you both created together.
"Be strong my son. Believe in yourself; (Y/N) believes in you. She won't let you down…so you shouldn't either. We'll be there as soon as we can, alright?" Serrena knew that her son was absolutely terrified to the bone – something she'd never thought she would have lived to see.
"Goodbye, mother" Jungkook whispered – half meaning to bid her farewell until she arrived, and half as a means to say a final goodbye; if things were to turn out unfavourably for both you and he. And with that, Jungkook ended the call – placing the corded house-phone back down on to its main body; his only thoughts being "You have to do this, Jungkook. For (Y/N) – you have to be strong; no matter what" he found strength in his only weakness on planet earth; you.
Right on cue, Jungkook's mobile phone rang with your name on the screen. Jungkook lifted it off the desk and kept his eyes on you and Yoongi through the CCTV – watching him with the phone to his ear as your near frozen skin was almost a shade of blue at this stage.
"Yoongi" Jungkook kept a steady voice upon answering the call, watching a smirk unfold on Yoongi's face at the sound of his voice.
"Hello again, my Prince. Well – have we made a decision? I hope you have; I don't think this little one can endure the cold for much longer…are you cold, (Y/N)? Is the dress I chose for you too inappropriate for this weather?" Yoongi leaned into you – putting the phone close to your mouth and letting Jungkook hear your muffled whimpering that almost set fire to his skin; that filled him with so much helplessness he wished for nothing more than to die if it meant he could save you from whatever Yoongi planned to use you for.
"…(Y/N), Taehyung, Jimin, Seokjin, Hoseok, Namjoon….and Yoongi; I invite thee on to my grounds and into my house. You all have my permission to enter unscathed." Jungkook spoke slowly in response. All he wanted was to get you inside – to throw a warm blanket over you and fill your body with hot beverages to heat up your chilly bones and muscles that he knew ached in agony, but he knew that he had to stall for as long as possible. Jungkook essentially didn't have time to sit and plan out his war on Yoongi – instead; he had to make educated decisions as he went along, and this was the best he could come up with at the current moment in time.
"You've made good choices today, my Prince" Yoongi's menacing chuckle that was getting old extremely quickly to Jungkook filled his ears as Jungkook practically burned holes into the CCTV screen with his glaring eyes. "Open the gates then, what are you waiting for?"
"I will open the gates when you agree to let me put a blanket around (Y/N) when she enters the Manor. She's absolutely freezing, and all I request is for you to grant me this in turn for letting you in" Jungkook spoke politely, yet his tone was clipped in a way that made Yoongi roll his eyes and click his tongue in irritation.
"Yes, fine – whatever" Yoongi snapped, before grabbing you by your elbow and tugging you back from the gates a fraction to allow for their opening. "You can give Namjoon the blanket and he'll do it, if you insist. But you're not allowed anywhere near her. Not yet anyway."
"Fine." Jungkook replied coldly – not caring who put the damn blanket around you – just as long as it was promised to happen. "I'm opening the gates now"
"It's about fucking time." Yoongi seethed, before Jungkook laid his finger upon the print-reading device that would open the gates. After hanging up the phone, to Yoongi's delight, the gates opened right before his eyes as he let out a celebratory sigh of victory; but you couldn't have been more joyless if you'd tried. Had you not have been so cold – had your mouth not have been burning from where the chloroform had stained your skin, and had you not have been gagged and tied up leaving you more or less powerless; you would have screamed into the phone for Jungkook to absolutely not open the gates for them. "What is he doing?! He can't just let them in! How is he going to get out of this one? How is this all going to end?" you didn't once think about yourself – as all you thought about was; is the Prince of the Eternal Kingdom strong enough to ward off four rogue Vampires?
"Move" Yoongi growled at you from behind as you felt Namjoon ushering you forward after the gates had finished opening wide for you all. It was then that you heard several car doors opening – causing you to turn your head around to see Taehyung and Jimin looking much like you except not bound and gagged; but being forcefully ushered by the rogue Vampires you had come to know as Hoseok and Seokjin from listening to them all talk amongst each other before Jungkook arrived home. But even at that – as much as you tried to listen in on their conversation; they spoke in what appeared to sound to you like Latin, or some other language that sounded similar to the dead tongue. To say that finding out Taehyung was Yoongi's brother was a shock to you would have been a blatant lie, as you found yourself questioning Taehyung's intentions. But with the sullen, sombre look on both of Taehyung and Jimin's faces; something told you that they had nothing to do with this orchestrated event - leaving you even more confused than before.
"Did I give you permission to look around?" Yoongi's authoritative voice chilled you even further as you spun your head back towards the Manor.
"No – I'm sorry." You muffled through your gag without even thinking. Once again, Yoongi was chuckling as you felt his body near yours, making your skin reel with disgust as all you wanted to do was get as far away from him as possible.
"Such an obedient little girl. I would never have imagined you to be so…perfect for me, (Y/N)" Yoongi's tone got so deep it was barely audible at this stage; and his words frightened you beyond belief. You desperately wished to ask him what he meant – what he wanted a domitor for, why he was doing all of this…but something told you that you knew better than to speak unless you were spoken to. Although you were feisty and unafraid in your everyday, daily life…you had never been as scared as you were right in that moment.
As Jungkook stood behind the Manor doors – he could feel your presence begin to surround him once again as you neared him. However, Yoongi was like the poison in your heavenly well as Jungkook could sense his vileness even through the doors as he walked alongside you. Jungkook didn't know where exactly his mind was as he stood there with one of the throws from his living room to pass to Namjoon to put around you…but there was one thing he did know. He knew that in less than a few seconds, he would have to face his greatest fear; but his greatest fear wasn't dying, nor was it having to be in the company of Yoongi or any of the rogues that accompanied him in turn.
"My greatest fear…is not being able to shield you, (Y/N). I would lay down my entire existence for you, my beloved. What good am I if I can't afford protection to the only one that owns my heart? I will die before I see any more harm come to you, (Y/N). I promise you that. And, although you aren't aware of the life forming inside you, I will defend that life with mine too…whatever it takes; because I love you."
Jungkook found himself holding his breath – counting down the milliseconds until he would have to face the inevitable; before finally, he heard the usual, friendly chime of his doorbell that had now been turned into two, menacing tones; letting him know that he was about to let pure evil itself into his home.
"Ding-dong" the bell chimed.