Jeon Jungkook

You were the manager of one of the best models in the world; Jeon Jungkook. He had countless brand deals, millions of fans. Yet he had one secret no one new; he was a 17th century vampire. You were waiting outside his changing room, impatiently tapping your foot on the floor. No one was with him right now. Jungkook, hurry up- You entered the room, seeing him. Bloodshot red eyes, fangs out, drinking a bag of blood from a hospital. He froze, pulling away from the blood bag with a small smirk. Now you know my little secret, He spoke, walking towards you. There are some ways we can solve this. Either I make you forget about it... Or you promise to keep my secret. He said, trailing his fingers down your arm.
So... what's it gon' be, sweetheart? He whispered in your ear. I... You asked, shocked. You were hesitant to choose the first one, not knowing what he was going to do to you. I'll keep your secret. He seemed to consider something, before nodding. Good. His warm breath brushed agaisnt your ear, making shivers running down your spine. 'Cause I wasn't really in the mood to kill today anyway. You're nice, He explained with a smirk. But I won't hesitate to do so if you tell. Got it? He raised his pierced eyebrow.