Jungkook's got a girlfriend.  A vampire girlfriend.  The immortality, the forever, the fangs, the whole lot.  And he's pretty into her.  She's pretty into him.  She's pretty dominant in their relationship, and maybe that's why sometimes he can't help but be a little scared of her.  Maybe it'd because of how much older she truly is.  But maybe it's because of her fangs, and the way they dare him to play; dare him to dare them back.  And he can't.  Because he's terrified of them.

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Dead, while at the same time undying.  Immortal.  Forever.  Which meant that we couldn’t be forever, unless I let her turn me, which may’ve been the very reason she singled me out from all other onlookers.  My youthful, entranced gaze differed from the ravenous stares of those looking for a mattress-creaking night, a couple window-shaking hours.  I was looking because she was beautiful and I could tell she was one of them and I couldn’t help but wonder what one kiss would feel like.  Not what a one-night stand could offer, but one, measly, chaste, freezing kiss.

And because they could read intentions like a children’s book, Genevieve would intentionally sit close to me on the bus we both took in the morning; I to my downtown part-time job and she to her high-end workplace.  She’d intentionally let an older passenger take her seat if it meant standing next to me.  She’d intentionally brush her hands past my arms as she got off.

Maybe it was my blossoming maturity and tainted-with-childhood adulthood that made her want to rip the adolescence from my and shove something much more lasting into its place.  But maybe the thought of turning me had never crossed her thoughts, and maybe I was just exaggerating the situation.  I’d never know if she didn’t want me to.