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YOONGI Usually Yoongi’s the one to clean up after dinner, even if he’s the one who cooked too. He always insists. Puts a drink in your hand, forces you to sit down and take a load off. When you complain, he says he doesn’t mind it, though you know he’d much rather be doing something else other than chores. But tonight he’s in bed, sick. When the dishwasher dings, signaling its steamy done-ness, you slip out of the living room to unload it. However, you find a surprising sight before you. Yoongi’s already in the kitchen, taking out a precarious stack of cups. His eyes are weary and his nose reddened from all the tissues. “What are you doing out of bed? You’re supposed to be sleeping.” you say, slipping a hand around his lower back and rubbing a small comforting circle. He smiles sleepily at you. “I wanted to do something nice for you. You know, for taking care of me.” You laugh, taking the cups out of his hand and ushering him back into bed. “You can do something nice for me by going to bed and resting up.” He lets you pull the blanket up to his nose and sniffles. “I love you,” he murmurs in that deep, crackled voice. “I love you too, Yoongi.” 

HOSEOK  You’ve been working from home these days—well, technically your boyfriend Hoseok’s home, where you’ve taken up residence recently. And truly, it’s starting to feel like home, though you’re still not entirely used to the standard of luxury of his apartment. You check your watch. The dishes should be done by now, and you’re having guests over for dinner, so you think you’d better unload it. Since moving in, the two of you have fallen into an easy domestic routine, and you often found yourself competing with him to get chores around the house done first. He was always beating you to it. However, when you wander into the kitchen, in place of the sleek and shiny dishwasher, you find a gaping hole. “Hobi?!” you call anxiously from the entrance to the kitchen. He arrives quickly at your side. “What is it?” he asks nervously. “Where the hell did the dishwasher go?” His gaze relaxes and he chuckles. “Oh. That old thing? I’m replacing it.” “That old thing?” You repeat incredulously back to him. The dishwasher was top of the line and a year old. “It didn’t match the drapes,” he shrugs, like it’s obvious. “Your dishwasher didn’t match the drapes so you’re replacing the dishwasher? And not the drapes?” You struggle to wrap your mind around it. “Yeah?” He looks at you like it’s the most straightforward thing in the world. “Anyways, I already beat you to unloading it.” He pinches your nose, giggles, and runs away into the house. You speed off after him, sliding around in your socks. You tumble into him with a yelp. He pulls you into him, hands cupping your cheeks as your lips meet. 

NAMJOON “Oh my god, stop it!” Namjoon calls, rushing into the kitchen. You jump at his intrusion, nearly dropping the still-warm hand-crafted piece of pottery in your hand. Namjoon liked to fill his house with art. Even his everyday dishware looks like a masterpiece, clay pulled by the best potters in the world and decorated with silky sheens of colorful glaze. You set the bowl down, hand coming to your chest as he stomps towards him. “Jesus, Joon, you scared the shit out of me. What is it?” He reaches you then, hands coming down on your hips, and he stares down at you very seriously. “I don’t want you doing things like that.” “Like what?” “Cleaning my house and shit. That’s not why I keep you around.” He presses a chaste kiss to your lips. Then, picking up the bowl, he turns. His foot catches on the lowered door of the dishwasher, and you watch in slow motion as the beautiful bowl flies from his hands through the air, and lands with a crash. It shatters into a million rainbow splinters. “Goddamn it. That’s the third one this month,” Namjoon curses. He looks so defeated. You can’t help but laugh at his expression, as you go for the broom. “Here, let me help.” He smiles sheepishly at you. “Thank you, my love.” 

JIMIN You find yourself half-singing a mindless, wandering happy working song as you sort the forks and spoons into their proper drawers. You turn back to the dishwasher and bend over to reach the bottom shelf, stacking some plates in your hand. Someone hums from behind you. You ignore them. When you bend down again, someone whistles. “Now that’s the kind of view that I like,” Jimin’s lilting voice drifts from behind you. “Stop looking at my ass, Jiminie, and come help,” you scold. “You don’t have to ask me twice.” He saddles up beside you, and you hand him a stack of bowls to put away. However, when you bend over a third time, you find hands sliding down the seat of your pants, settling in the pockets of your jeans. He gives your ass a little squeeze. “Jimin—“ you say. His thumbs hook into the loops of your belt as he tugs you towards him, your ass meeting his crotch. He grinds into you once, then slides his hand around your belly and up your abdomen, forcing you to stand up straight. You’re pressed so tightly to him, and he sways to the music that spills out of the dining room. “Maybe we can finish the dishes later?” Jimin suggests. “I have a more pressing issue.” He punctuates his words by pressing his cock against you. You can’t help it. You tug him towards the bedroom. 

TAEHYUNG  “I didn’t even know we had a dishwasher,” Taehyung says from the entrance to the kitchen. He leans beside it, the smell of cigarette smoke wafting off of him and mixing with the strong scent of his cologne. He must have just come in off of the balcony. “You barely even have dishes,” you reply, taking the few that you had washed out. His cabinets are surprisingly bare for a man of his status, only holding two plates, a bowl that he used frequently for late night ramen, and an entire drawer of extravagant silverware. Real silverware, with little creatures and vines carved into them. They must have been some kind of gift. “Why would I need dishes when I can sweep you away to any restaurant in the world at the drop of a hat?” He comes up behind you, and, hands sliding around your belly, nuzzles into your neck. You warm at his proximity. “That’s what life is for, isn’t it?” he murmurs. “Enjoyment. Pleasure. Delicacy. Speaking of which.” He takes the plates out of your hand and sets them down on the counter. “Speaking of enjoyment, pleasure, and delicacy—“ He waggles his eyebrows at you. You roll your eyes, laugh, and kiss him.  

JUNGKOOK  Jungkook peeks over your shoulder as you open the dishwasher with the intention of unloading it. You hear him sigh heavily, before turning to find him with his fingers pressing over the crease in his forehead. “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you,” Jungkook says and you can hear the disappointment in his voice. In that moment, you know it’s worse for him to be disappointed in you than angry with you. Your face warms with shame. “What?” you ask, entirely confused. “What did I do?” He sighs before answering you: “You loaded the dishes like a psychopath. With absolutely no regard for the public good or human decency.” You can’t help the chortle that forces itself out of you. “Jungkook, what?” You look back at the dishwasher. Sure, you had loaded it willy-nilly but everything is clean and glistening. Still, you note the madness that spirals in Jungkook’s eyes as he takes in the bowls stacked next to the cups and the plates turned sideways. Jungkook pushes past you and begins to unload it himself. “This is why we should just hand wash all our dishes. So we can avoid absolute massacres like this.” 

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The winters in New York were known for their soft powdery snow that if it was picked up, would fall like pixie dust from your hands. The city’s snow had the purest white color out of all the states as it hails from their sky. From their sky, formed fluffy white clouds that were now a light gray, glooming over the state in exchange to produce their pure snow. And with that, it’s how the people of the city begin to change their daily routine from summer to winter.

Once the first snowfall lays on the ground, that's when the people of New York exchange their thin clothing for thicker clothes and the holiday festivities start. Every inch and corner of the city was to be covered by snowfall, as December started. Leaving their crystal water lakes and ponds to become frozen and turned into ice rinks for the people to enjoy. Snowmen with tophats and carrot noses start to appear on the sidewalk and parks, greeting those who walk by. Hot chocolate stands start to pop up around neighborhoods making the children beg their parents to buy them a cup.

However, the most popular and well-known holiday activity to do once early December hits is to watch the Nutcracker. It had become one of the favored Christmas time activities once it became introduced in the 1940s. The city was known for its performing arts and theater centers, so of course, the nutcracker was a new performing arts event that had now been added to the city's list. Almost every family tries to see it every year allowing ballet companies to extend show dates. Even travelers from different states come to New York to see it as there was a high chance no company there will host it.

Coming down from the upper north was a trio, a group of nomad vampires that contained two males and one girl. With one of the males being the mate of the girl. The three of them traveled not far to enter the city, wearing light winter clothing on their bodies compared to the New Yorkers. They got glances from the people as they walked by due to that, but the cold does not bother them as being a vampire and dead contributes to that factor.

The group of vampires was in the city for one reason only, which was to watch The Nutcracker, and then they could go back home. The only woman in the group, Charlotte, had convinced the two to watch the ballet as a way to celebrate the holidays. Of course, Peter, her mate, and Jasper, her close friend, had agreed to make her happy, which they did. As it was now why the trio was walking through the streets of New York City to the theater.

"It's up ahead on the street,” Charlotte exclaimed, gripping her mate’s hand tightly that making him wince. She picked up her pace to walk faster, dragging Peter with her who cannot take her excitement. As it is why, he hasn't said a word about her grip on him, so he wouldn't make her replace her excitement with guilt.

Peter looked behind him to lock eyes with his best friend, Jasper, as a way to plead with him to use his powers over Charlotte. He did love her and her excitement for the activity that they were going to do, but he could only handle so much of her. It was a way to calm her down before she would accidentally expose her abilities as a vampire due to her excitement. As well as Peter who was being treated as a rag doll by her the entire time of walking to the water with Jasper slightly behind them.

Jasper’s red eyes looked back at his friends with a hidden amusement behind them and a small smile on their faces. He just shook his head no to the side as his friend's antics entrained him. He did not want to be scolded by an angry Charlotte since she would know that he used his power on her. The reaction of Peters's face dropped at his answer made him let out a small chuckle from his lips with Peter not as amused as him.

And right before the trio’s eyes was the magnificent Palace theater located in the middle of the City. The Nutcracker's name was displayed out front of the building with the flashing bright lights lit up around it. People were dressed up in their formal evening wear as the sun had begun to set and were entering the venue. It made the three feel a little undressed, but they didn't care either way.

Charlotte began to walk towards the theater like a child in a candy store with Peter in hand as the giant lollipop.

While Jasper had a slower pace while walking to enjoy the scenery of the city as it was his first time there. His eyes roamed through the sights, the buildings, and the entire area around him until something caught his eyes. it was the ballet's official poster plastered onto the wall to show off to any on-lookers or to those that pass by.

The poster showed a single ballerina dressed in an icy blue-pink outfit and pink pointe shoes on her feet. A large award-winning smile appeared on her face as her light-colored eyes stared to the side. Her entire body was supported on one-pointed foot with the other behind her at a 90-degree angle and her arms reaching out. Above her body read the New York City Ballet company that represents Nutcracker with the dates, but it did not include who was the dancer on the poster.

Jasper could not help but felt intrigued by the poster that show the ballerina. He felt some type of feeling inside his body that he could not put his finger on and describe.

Expect, it might just be his hunger warning him to feed soon as he is surrounded by humans whose blood is pumping through their bodies. It also does not help that the ballerina has her neck stretched out showing her pale white skin that seems to glisten under the poster. It made his mouth somewhat water at the sight of her neck.

Yup. Jasper has to go hunting after this event with Charlotte and Peter. His hunger would probably get worse over time later, but he only gets that feeling when looking at the poster. He shook off that feeling when he heard Charlotte from afar saying his name, thanks to his vampire hearing.

“Jasper! Come on! We have to go inside and find our seats,” Charlotte quickly explained, still excited about the ballet even as they stood outside the venue.

Peter smiled moving his head towards the theater as a way to tell his friend to hurry up. He's also still in his mate’s tight grip as he just wants Jasper to catch up, so they could go inside and be free once they sit down.

Jasper looks forward to where the couple is and smiles at them. When he walks away from the poster, he could not help but felt weird letting go of that feeling he had. It felt sudden for it to go away quickly once he looked away and took one step back from it. The occurrence and feelings had slightly disturbed him but left it alone as he goes to keep up with the others.

The trio had entered the venue that was covered in Christmas and snow-related decorations as it was now the holidays. They were amazed by the popularity and cheer it brought to people while walking through the crowd. The inside contained a sea of people who were entering and leaving the restrooms or theater. It was rather a tight squeeze to navigate through for the three but they were able to go towards the theater and found their seats easily thanks to an available seat attendant.

Once they were seated and comfortable, they stared around the theater taking in the view as everyone started to get into their seats. Their view was perfect from where they were sitting, the seats were in the middle of the theater on the floor. It allowed them to set their eyes on the stage which was centered perfectly in the middle with no one's head blocking any one of them. Not to mention, their sight was enhanced as well due to being a vampire. Therefore, allowing them to see the stage in perfect vision with every detail noticeable to their deep red-colored eyes.

Charlotte's eyes could not help but stare at everything inside the theater and the stage. The scenery was completely new to her as she has never seen anything like this even before turning. "Isn't this place just beautiful to look at?“ loudly sighed the woman whose shoulders moved down from her question. "It is just gorgeous to look at,” Charlotte said, before adding, “even though we are a tad underdressed for this event.” Her hand slid down from Peter's upper limb to his forearm, slightly squeezing it while her eyes moved away from the stage and then to the other two.

That brought the two’s attention from what they were staring at to now her. They mentally agreed with her being underdressed, but they didn't care either way.

Jasper made a small hand gesture towards their surroundings commenting, “I do have to admit that I've never been in a place like this when I was with Maria."

"I've seen places like this in newspapers, but now I'm able to experience it. And with you two,” Peter added, patting Jasper's shoulder and squeezing his lover's thigh gently. He looked at Jasper due to him not leaving the Mexican coven not long ago and haven't been exposed much. So, he had to ask, “are you doing alright? Especially, with the huge crowds of people.”

Jasper gave him a small smile before answering, “I'm alright. Probably might have to hunt later after this." However, he didn't have the need or feeling to hunt for the next few days but just in case something might happen.

Peter nodded and was going to answer, but the music started to play aloud from the orchestra pit allowing the notes to fill the room. Which made Charlotte tug on his sleeve and her finger on her lips to hush the two. Their attention went towards the giant red curtain on stage as they wait for it to be drawn up.

The music began to reach the people's ears making their voices die down along with the mutters until it went completely silent. Now, the only thing being heard in the room was the music of the Nutcracker being played. The curtain was now being drawn up allowing the audience to see the set of the stage as the Nutcracker has officially now begun.

The Nutcracker in Jasper's opinion was that it was wonderful and entertaining to watch. Expect, the show just finished its first act which was about 40 minutes to an hour long, before they announced a short ten-minute intermission before they would move on to act two. It allowed the audience a small break to sneak in a stretch from sitting down or buying a snack before the show resumes again.

A couple of the trio had gone to see if any items of the show were being sold while Jasper stayed in his seat. He did enjoy the dancers and the show, but he could not get over the feeling from earlier. His body wanted to feel that urge and emotion he felt when he stared at that poster. He knew that he would be bothered about this until he could figure out what is happening.

As Jasper was deep into his thoughts, an announcement was made stating that the show would start soon and would like people to get back to their seats before the curtains are drawn back up. He noticed his friends coming back from the outside to where he was as the audience began to fill back up. And he began to mentally prepare himself for act two of the Nutcracker with how long it would be before another break was given.

Expect, a certain presence had appeared in his surroundings that he did not notice earlier and now sensed in the building. The presence was not quite strong around him, but he could feel it and wanted to just hunt it down. However, he could not just drop his plans with his best friends and leave early in the show. Jasper could only hope that the presence would stay until the end of the show and he could track the being with that presence.

The giant red curtains had drawn back up showing a now decorated land of sweets with the dancers in different costumes and the music playing loudly as ever. Everything was wonderful as Clara and the prince appeared again and the people welcomed him back with Clara. Multiple dances were being performed Jasper noticed the presence from earlier now became stronger.

He looked down at the booklet given to him earlier that contains the performances in the acts and started to go through them. His blood-red eyes went past act one towards act two seeing that the Waltz of the flowers was more than halfway done. A pas de deux dance next contains a guest soloist appearance as one of the important roles, the Sugar Plum Fairy.

Jasper looked back up noticing the waltz of flowers had finished with the music now changing into the iconic Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy. The corps de ballet had moved back slightly from the center with smiles still on their faces. While Clara and the prince haven't moved and only looked in the direction of a new performer coming on stage.

The fairy's Cavalier had now appeared on stage where he smiled with his hand out to the side where he had come out of. This made everyone look to where his hand was reaching out to. A small pale hand reached out to the Cavalier’s hand, grasping it which allowed him to walk forward out to the center stage. He guided the person out behind him to show the one and only, Sugar Plum Fairy.

As they made it to the center of the stage, the two began to dance together to the music being played.

He noticed that the presence had become the strongest yet with a scent now appearing to his senses as it filled his nose. A soft, sweetly fresh aroma of white raspberries being freshly picked, daisy petals that are plucked, and a hint of sugar base musk pulled Jasper in. As soon as that fragrance hit him, all he wanted to do was pull that person with the scent towards him and hug them. it made his eyes almost black and roll back due to the feeling as the aroma did not help him.

When he got out of his trance, his red eyes located the owner of that intoxicating aroma and it landed right at the Sugar Plum Fairy. She had gorgeous (h/c) hair pulled back into a middle bun that was decorated in sparkles and a crown on top. it exposed her extended pale neck candy necklace wearing as a large smile appeared pink colored lips that reached her golden eyes. Her body had a beautiful handmade icy blue tutu with pink accents shown on the bodice and tutu.

Her skin seemed to sparkle brightly underneath the stage lights with every movement onstage. Her feet had on pointe shoes that looked to be new as she stood on the box of them, separating way from her cavalier. She became the diamond of the entire production as her partner went beside her to hold her waist to guide her.

Her features had away Jasper's attention the moment his eyes met her body and it never left her movements. When she extended any part of her body, it created the illusion of her being taller. The way she smoothly did the movements of the dance across the stage made it seem like it was easy to do. Especially, as if she had done it in her entire life just doing this single role. No mistakes could have been made with her being cast and only seemed perfect to the audience. Everything that the ballerina had done seemed flawless while captivating the audience, especially Jasper.

The entire time, the fairy was on stage, his eyes would not leave her, whether it be standing on stage or dancing he would only stare at her. He felt that if he looked somewhere she would leave and leave the faint smell of her scent behind. Inside, he knew that she would become important to him which was why his eyes were glued to her.

It was time for the final bows as every performer had bowed in order of their appearance. The only one left was the Sugar Plum Fairy as she walked to the front and went on one knee to the side, bowing deeply. The audience cheered loudly at her sight with Jasper standing up for her as he clapped loudly. While not moving his eyes away once.

As she moved her head back up, her golden eyes scanned the audience, only to meet blood-red eyes in return, right as the curtains were drawn back down.

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Fun facts:

Charlotte had to beg Peter and Jasper for weeks to see this ballet since November and the two agreed within the first week of December. (They cave in once she became very upset and acknowledged her weeks of asking).

Every poster (the one Jasper had seen) had to be hand painted after getting off the press where they had to match (Y/n)’s skin tone and paint over any of her skin showing as those parts seemed to be sparkling too much from the lights and flashes that it seemed to be too much for the eyes. No one could figure out had to fix it, even with the lighting until one suggest this idea.

Peter and Charlotte noticed Jaspers gaze at the poster and wondered why he was frozen like that, but they knew it wasn’t his thirst, so it had to be something else. *spoiler* they will later realize why after the show (this will be later written in the series, but not sure when)

Charlotte's begging to see the ballet is actually based off from a real life event experience that the author,Luvblue, had did where she begged her dad to see Sleeping Beauty the ballet with cousins which he would later agree to let her and brought the tickets.

A/n: Yay, the prologue is done no I hope you’re satisfied with it! The original idea for the prologue came from a fun fact I was going to publish, but transformed it into the prologue. As well as saying that updates will be very slow due to my writing process and other personal stuff (school and family and etc) that would take a majority of my time. I hope you enjoy the fun facts and the series so far!

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