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Summary:

he let out a yelp and quickly backed up, distancing himself. “no, no, get away, i’ll hurt you..”

”jeongguk, can you understand me?” jeongguk just shook his head aggressively, backing up even more.

OR

jeongguk experiences his first blood haze at the bbma.

(please note that my vampire bts works have no relation to each other, unless i specifically say so)

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jeongguk was hungry.

scratch that, he was starving. 

the 2019 billboard music awards were today, and in an effort to look his best, he had been stopping himself from drinking the recommended amount of blood. 

it was quite easy to hide it from the other members, they weren’t vampires, so they just thought the one blood bag a day was fine, or he was on a short diet. 

but the thing is, you aren't supposed to diet with blood.

it was like water to him. it was more than that.

blood hunger was different than normal hunger. vampires drink blood because without a beating heart or oxygen, their bodies do not produce blood. they get their blood by taking from others. from animals, from blood-bags, from humans, anything that bled, they drank. 

jeongguk was usually fine with the blood-bags, but since he was forcing himself to drink less, it made him want more. 

which leads us to now.

 

as soon as they arrived at the venue and took their seats, jeongguk knew something would go wrong. he was just so thirsty, and there was so much blood available here. he needed to tell his hyungs to be on alert. 

he tapped namjoon’s shoulder, who was sitting beside him. 

“yeah, gguk?” namjoon asked, turning to him. jeongguk leaned in, and said quietly, “hyung, please watch out for me today.”

”what? is something wrong?”

jeongguk took in a shaky breath. “blood, hyung. there’s so much of it here. i don’t know if i can take it.”

namjoon looked around worriedly, then turned back to him. “jeongguk you’re scaring me. do i need to take you to our waiting room?” he said, gripping his shoulders. 

“not yet. i’ll be fine for now. if i start spacing out or if my eyes go foggy, please take me back and alert security. you won’t be able to fight me.”

”okay, okay.. thank you for letting me know. should i alert the security now just in case? so we can get you back fast if something happens.”

jeongguk nodded, “yeah, you probably should. tell them i am a twenty-one year old fledgling, not fully grown. it’s important for them to know.”

namjoon responded with a hum, and quickly stood up to go talk to a nearby security guard. he could see them glancing over at him in the corner of his eye, but he was too focused on not pouncing and sucking the nearest person dry to really care.

namjoon came back, and now jeongguk noticed that now there were a few more guards stationed closer, two of them vampires with what he could tell based off their scent.

”okay, i told the guards, do you want me to let the other members know?”

jeongguk nodded. yeah, they should know. 

 

the show started, and jeongguk was actually doing pretty good. all the music was helpfully distracting him from his hunger. 

he managed to make it through the group’s performance with halsey as well, all with a bright smile on his face, contradicting his inner thoughts. 

he started feeling a bit dizzy when they got backstage, walking through the venue to the claps and shouts of the staff. jeongguk didn’t understand some of the words they were saying, since they were in english, but he thought that they were probably nice.

he realized just how many people were here though. his vision got fuzzy as he began thinking about the absolute feast he could have right now. it smelled so good, he almost couldn’t resist the blood, blood, bloo-

“jeongguk?”

he paused. his vision cleared the slightest bit, but it was tinted with red now. he realized he was uncomfortably close to jimin’s neck.

he let out a yelp and quickly backed up, distancing himself. “no, no, get away, i’ll hurt you..”

”jeongguk, can you understand me?” jeongguk just shook his head aggressively, backing up even more.

he could vaguely hear namjoon shouting something in english, then telling the other members to stand back in korean. 

jeongguk had backed himself into a wall, and crouched down, covering his ears as he whined. he was so, so thirsty. he knew how easy it would be to just get up, to lunge at the guards who were cautiously approaching.

wait, approaching? why were people coming towards him? he didn’t recognize any of these people. he lifted his head all the way up and stood, trying to appear intimidating so they would back off. 

the buff men, there was four of them, just kept slowly coming closer, holding their hands up as if they were approaching a wild animal.

jeongguk bared his teeth and hissed at them, his red eyes looking around quickly. he was trying to figure out which one would be the easiest to grab, to suck dry.

as he was looking, he spotted a smaller man with a headset on at the opposite side of the room.

perfect. 

he was on the man in a second, in his almost feral, blood-haze induced state, he was able to move very quickly.

he managed to get his teeth on the man’s neck, but that was all he was able to do before he was roughly pulled off the man, and he growled in anger. 

the guard who had grabbed him was saying orders to him in english, but jeongguk didn’t understand, he didn’t understand much of anything in this state really.

all he knew was that he was hungry, and this guard had just taken him away from his meal. that made him furious.

he somehow managed to turn around in the man’s grip, and extended his claws, raising his arms to try and claw at the guard’s face and neck.

he wasn’t able to get very far, though, because his wrists were quickly grabbed, and he was pulled down to lay on the ground on his back.

he started squirming and growling again, kicking out his legs, but another person came and held his legs down.

”…fledgling…send assistance….—feral” he was only able to make out short pieces of what they were saying.

a hand came near his face, and he quickly snapped at it, trying to get some type of blood, anything.

his want for blood came back again, and he began thrashing around again, more agressively this time. why didn’t they understand? he needed blood. needed it. why couldn’t they just give it to him? was he being a bad fledgling? maybe he should stop kicking and punching.

he slowly let himself calm down, trying to see if maybe they would give him blood this way.

it didn’t work.

they thought that he had just tired himself out, and were cooing at him and murmuring in soft tones even though he didn’t understand them. why didn’t he understand? where even was he?

he was about to start panicking again, but before he could, he felt something poke his leg. he instantly started to feel very sleepy.

just rest jeonggukie, you’ll feel better.”

yeah. that sounded like a good idea. he will be a good fledgling and rest. he sighed as the darkness consumed him, sending him to dreamland.