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                “What are you grinning at? Watch the fucking movie.”

                Minho’s smile lessened but it was still there when he turned away to look at the TV. They were both sitting on the couch, legs resting on the coffee table in front of them and watching some stupid movie together. Minho insisted, and even though Jonghyun was just using it as a distraction, Minho was overly excited about it. Though, Jonghyun would have to admit, it was nice just being them.

                Onew walked slowly out of the hallway, scratching his head and pausing to see what they were watching before turning into the kitchen. He grabbed a pot and filled it with water, setting it on the stove and turning it on. It wasn’t much like a ritual, really, but Jonghyun noticed whenever Onew saw Minho he would start to make ramen.

                The movie was dumb, but whatever. Sayu was out doing her meeting thing and there was no point running out after her. He couldn’t even feel anything from her, so fuck that. Watch the stupid movie. Jonghyun shoved Minho’s shoulder, suddenly feeling like he was too close, and said, “Claustrophobic,” as his only explanation. Minho squinted at him and shook his head, settling his shoulders back where they were.

                Onew eventually sat down, making Minho scoot over to be flush with Jonghyun, and handed him a bowl of ramen. Minho tried to look thankful and took it from him, then set it in front of him on the coffee table. “I’m not really hungry for ramen, maybe later.”

                 The older vampire shrugged and leaned back, putting his feet up on the coffee table as well and watched the rest of the movie with them in peaceful coexistence. As the credits rolled, Jonghyun, having moved to the chair and left Minho on the couch with Onew, stretched out and stood. “Well that was a shitty movie, good job dumbass.” He smirked at Minho.

                “If it was so terrible you could have left,” Onew said, reaching for the now cold ramen noodles and standing. He started for the kitchen while he continued, “How is your new girlfriend?”

                Jonghyun glared at Onew’s back, “I’m not her babysitter.”

                Onew stopped and turned back, “So… abandoning your bonded.” He nodded like he was impressed and walked into the kitchen, setting the ramen in the microwave. Jonghyun followed him, scowling, and Minho just stayed where he was, exhaling like he was suddenly bored.

                “Not like you did to me, fuck you ten thousand times to death.”

                “Ah, so this is so much different.”

                “It is! She’s the one running off to die! So fuck you thinking this is the same thing.”

                “Ah, well at least if she gets turned she won’t remember how you didn’t help her.”

                Jonghyun swung at Onew and hit him on the side of his head, sending him stumbling into the middle wall in the kitchen. Onew swung back and they scuffled for a few minutes until Jonghyun stopped just enough for Onew to get a good fist into his stomach, doubling him over on the kitchen floor. He looked down at his former bonded and laughed through his nose before walking back to the living room. “We’re done you can eat your ramen now,“ he said to Minho, just before grabbing his coat and leaving.

           After a long time of nothing happening, Sayu wondered if she should just go to the room like she said. All the steam she had was dissipating and she felt so inescapably vulnerable. The room was silent except for the occasional crinkle noise coming from Jonghyun’s blood packet.

           They kept a supply in the fridge for nights like these, when they had to lay low or recover from something and there wasn’t a human around they could eat. Jonghyun could have her blood, if he really wanted, Sayu wouldn’t be able to stop him. But he didn’t. She actually considered offering from the guilt she felt, but she decided she would leave that subject alone for as long as possible. Her feelings for him didn’t change her feelings about blood drinking.

           Though, this sparked another question, why hadn’t he? Sayu bit her lip. She didn’t want to leave him alone and honestly wanted to be in the room with him at least. She sighed and walked closer to the couch. Then she stepped around the side and finally stood in front of the chair adjacent. Sayu hesitated a moment, seeing him laying there with blood on his shirt, blood packet to his mouth, the arm she knew was hurt lying across his stomach.

               He stared at her like she usually did, his piercing dark eyes looking lazy, then looking to the ceiling. She sat down, finally, and looked at the floor. She didn’t look as anxious as she felt, he could tell. He had been thinking of what to do now, should he ask first? Would she lie? Does she even know anything? Of course she knows, she’s Sayu with her contacts. Fuck, she probably went and asked Jessica directly what was going on. Stupid.

           Jonghyun looked over to her again. She was all nerves and stiff, sitting in the chair with her feet together on the floor and her hands resting in her lap. Like she was posing for a photo, staring down at a point on the floor like that was where the camera was. He could tell her what he knew, but that would lead to conclusions he didn’t want her to know. If she knew already he doubted she would be as quiet as she was. Actually, why wasn’t she saying anything?

           A long time passed while they considered what to do in their own heads, Onew and Minho returned, mysteriously without cat food. They paused at the door for a second then continued inside. Sayu looked over to them and then at Jonghyun. He didn’t move at all or acknowledge them, so she looked back at the floor. She was so unsure of what to do she just waited, he didn’t want to talk so he stayed silent. The other two vampires decided to call it a night since the sun would be up soon and went to their respective rooms.

           And Jonghyun and Sayu were alone together in silence for a while longer.

           Jonghyun and Sayu crept closer to the edge of the wall, overlooking a small, grassy area. It was night, there weren’t any people around, but they were being quiet. When they looked over, there were just some crates, maybe an overturned trash can. Sayu pouted and looked to Jonghyun.

            “I thought you said he would be here?” She kept her eyes on him, especially when he flashed annoyance, rolling his eyes at her.

            “Shut up, he’ll be here. The only thing that dork cares about is this stupid place. Why the hell did I bring you here again? Oh yeah, information. Spill.” His features hardened, waiting for what he wanted to hear.

            “I will tell you more when I get more, that was the deal. Just showing me this secret spot with no proof of its importance hardly warrants my cooperation.”

            “God I am never going to get used to the way you talk. Fine, just wait,” Jonghyun huffed and turned over, crossing his arms and getting comfortable. He wasn’t cold, but his body language wanted to send so many signals that she not talk any more that it was involuntary.

            Sayu watched him for too long and he looked back at her. She was just staring. It was weirding him out. And frankly, pissing him off. “If you’re wondering what it’s like to fuck a vampire, my dick will need a drink before we really get started.”

            “Is that something all vampires have to do before performing sexual intercourse?”

            “What the fuck,” Jonghyun said and leaned away from her.

            “Is it not?” Sayu leaned in, her eyes pleading for an answer.

            He stared disbelieving at her for a minute, she calmed down slightly but still looked expectant. A slow grin spread across his lips and he said, “You know, while we’re waiting, I could get your scoop hot and bothered.” He leaned in quickly and kissed her, not letting her back away with a hand behind her head until he was done.

            When he pulled back, she leaned her chin on her hand and smiled, “It would be unprofessional of me to mix business with pleasure.”

            “What if the business is pleasurable?” He scooted closer to her and she leaned in a little towards another kiss but stopped short.

            “Do you have sex with humans you don’t intend to eat?”

            “Fuck all these questions; do you want to fool around or not?” Ever impatient, Jonghyun fell on his back again with an exaggeratedly long sigh. Sayu laughed quietly and shook her head.

            “When will Minho be here?”

            “Damn if I’m not tired of him ruining everything… soon. He will be here soon.”

            “Then I guess we can kiss a bit until then. To pass the time,” she said, leaning over him and into another kiss. He inwardly shrugged and returned with his hands pulling her into him more. They rolled over to her on the bottom and then again, not breaking the one, long kiss. After what seemed an hour, but was really a few minutes, there was a sound from below. A clucking like someone was making the sound and then a rustling of a bag.

            “Here kitty, kitty, kitties. Dinner for you.” Sayu stopped and crawled over to the edge with Jonghyun protesting. She looked down and Minho was shaking a big bag of what looked like cat food and clucking at the ever-gathering mob of cats. Her eyes widened as he continued to call them and they continued to come as he poured the food into a pile.

            “Minho feeds cats? How is that a special thing he does as a vampire?”

            Jonghyun hung up his phone and felt relieved. Sure, be pissed at her for going out in the first place, but do that later. She was okay. Why the fuck should he really care though, still not convinced her dying would be terrible. And then he felt guilty again. Fuck this bond thing, they should break it. She’s smart, she could find a way.

            He was standing in an alley where he had gone to the side to answer the phone. Usually it’s a good idea to do that, so it’s harder to be surprised in an alley while you’re on the phone. But he was in deep thought, planning a way out of this mess when someone hit him in the back of the head then grabbed his arm from behind and twisted it back, nearly dislocating his shoulder. Jonghyun cried out in a daze when his arm forced him to spin around to face what he assumed was Taemin. Yeah, fucking Taemin.

            Another hand pulled on Jonghyun’s other arm and held it from moving, it must be Taeil. Jonghyun smirked, “Out on the prowl, I see.” He grunted when Taeil tightened his arm behind him, “But I’m busy so can we do this another time?”

            Taemin looked like he was considering, “How about no? You have something that belongs to a friend of mine. I want it back.”

            “You have friends? I thought you just had your pet vampire.” Jonghyun tried to back away as Taemin put his knife up to him, but Taeil pushed back on him. “So I don’t think I care about your friend but what am I supposed to have exactly?”

            “A laptop.” Taemin looked at him seriously but he was confused and on the verge of pissed right the fuck off when Jonghyun suddenly burst into laughter, despite Taeil’s attempts at wrangling him by pulling up on his arm. “Taeil, hurt him.”

            His laughing turned into a yell when Taeil gave a swift pull and his shoulder went out of socket.  Jonghyun cringed as he said, “What did Sayu go crying to you or something?”

            “So you do have it. Where is it, I want it back for her.”

            “Or what, you’ll hurt me more? Go ahead.” Taeil’s hand moved to grab his injured shoulder and squeezed, making him cry out again.

            Taemin tilted his head, “What? I mean, okay, but I still want the computer.”

            He laughed lightly, “What did Sayu tell you? That I took her computer? That was it?” Jonghyun couldn’t help but chuckle, even though his shoulder kept getting squeeze, the pain was getting pretty easy to withstand. “She didn’t tell you ‘cause she doesn’t trust you.” He laughed a little more but the pain didn’t increase. Yes, they were confused, keep driving it home. “Yeah I had her fucking computer, ‘cause I was looking for a lead on the person trying to kill her.”

            Taemin glanced at Taeil, as if asking what the fuck, and then shoved his knife towards Jonghyun’s neck, slicing a little into the skin. “Who’s trying to kill her and why the hell do you care.”

            “Hah so she doesn’t trust you enough to tell you about that, but I know. I bet that makes you feel like shit. Doesn’t it.” Jonghyun egged him on, he could feel Sayu’s worry building the more pain he felt and it amused him in the circumstance.

            “You know because it’s your fault, isn’t it?” Taemin glared at him and moved the knife lower to Jonghyun’s side. “I finally get a chance to kill you, don’t I? You made it so easy. I’ll just find out from her later.” He pushed the blade in and Taeil let Jonghyun fall forward and try to catch himself with his one good arm.

            He still laughed, which was getting odd looks from both of them now he could see Taeil. They looked confused and his phone rang. He reached for it, but Taemin grabbed it first, looking at it. “Answer it for me, will ya’?” Jonghyun winced as he pushed himself to stand. He was in no position to run now, but in a second that wouldn’t matter.

            Taemin flipped the phone open and answered on speaker, “Hello, who is this?”

            There was nothing for a few seconds and Taemin glanced at Jonghyun, but then a small, tired voice spoke. “Is… this… I mean, this is Sayu. You’re…Taemin, right? Please, stop hurting him.”

            Jonghyun laughed a little at the quizzical looks on both their faces, so he let them know. “We’re bonded, guys. Fuck you, too.”

            By the time Jonghyun was almost home, Sayu seemed to be okay. Still, he was almost there, might as well check on her properly. He would have called, but they had to throw out her cell phone because Hiyori had used it to call someone else in the Council. Which meant it became traceable. He bought a new one for her but he had it with him, lot of good that did right now.

            The cab pulled up to the house and he paid the man then watched him leave. Then he rushed to the door and swung it open. “Sayu what the hell.” Stepping inside further, he slammed the door as loud as he could. There wasn’t a response. Jonghyun started mumbling expletives and went to their bedroom, but she wasn’t there either. He checked each room and she just wasn’t in the house.

            “Jessica.” He let the accusation sit there for a minute, balling up his fists, but then calmed a little. If something had really happened, it wouldn’t be over. Sayu would still be wound up and he would know if there was something wrong. Wouldn’t he? It wasn’t like it was a sixth sense. Maybe it’s so weak it’s untraceable. He concentrated harder to find her exact feelings.

            Content? Happy? It didn’t make sense. Thought without any clue to where she could have gone and still be okay, he couldn’t do anything about it besides wait for her to come back. Or be contacted with some sort of stupid ransom fucking note like before. Fuck this girl.

            Just as he was fuming over her disappearance he felt her feelings change. She was excited, thrilled even. And then feeling pleasure. He felt himself getting hard just thinking about her, something fun was happening. She’s obviously not in danger. Jonghyun shrugged and went to take care of himself, might as well enjoy it.

                        An hour later, Sayu opened the door to their bedroom and Jonghyun was sitting on her side of the bed, using her computer to do who knows what. “Hey! You can’t use that!” She walked over to him and slammed it shut, taking it from him while he snickered. “What are you doing going through my stuff?” She glared at him, clutching her lap top to her chest with her purse still hanging from her elbow. Sayu wore leggings and a skirt, a laced top and her new jacket.

            “You look cute. Who got to undress you?” He smiled, but she could feel a pang of jealousy, anger, he was completely serious and trying to hide it.

            She stared at him for a minute, trying to figure out how to respond, cooling down her anger. Oh, this was about that. It was a small revenge. “You went out, so I did too. Is there a problem with that?”

            “There is when I don’t want you going out.”

            “We haven’t discussed that.”

            “We need to. You also need to tell me what the fuck scared you earlier.”

            She looked confused for a second and then something like an ‘aha!’ moment. “Oh, Joon came by. He dropped off a card. I assume he’s congratulating you ironically on our bonding. I put it there.” Sayu began to relax and walked to the tiny table in the room to set the laptop down, away from Jonghyun’s grasp. She picked up the card and handed it to him.

            Jonghyun took the card and flicked it over his shoulder to land somewhere on the bed. “So you didn’t go out with him then who did you fuck?”

            “Why is that important?”

            “Because,” he hesitated, then flashed anger, “I don’t have to explain just don’t go fucking guys.”

            “Oh so you want a sexually frustrated woman living in a house with three available, male, vampires? I suggest you come up with something else.”

            “We fuck.”

            Sayu stared at him for a minute; the time that went by was pretty long for a suggestion like that to have no response. Right now, neither of them was paying attention to feelings, but it seemed like she wanted him to say that so he did. She did want him. Now it was time to take action.

            “Are you asking me out?” Sayu smirked.