"I'm okay, guys. I'm staying with a friend right now...yeah...okay...I'll see you soon."

He hung up and pocketed his phone. He fell heavily on to the bed, smiling as he bounced slightly. He sighed, spreading his arms wide, trying to take up the bed but it was too big. More like he was too small. He frowned. That was one thing that irritated him to no end. His height. Jungkook was always teasing him about. Patting his head and addressing him in . He was shorter than most guys but he stood over most girls. He was 5'8" but compared to the other members he was short. Now that he thought of it Suga was about the same height as him, but he had an aura that surrounded him making him...bigger. Maybe because he was a monster hunter. That thought brought him back to that night, standing there frozen in fear. The monster's form looming over him, it sickly green eyes burned with hunger. Like he was nothing but prey to it. In real life he was curled into a fetal position, trembling with sweat trickling down his forehead.

"Jimin!", a voice pulled him out of his nightmare. He blinked, his eyes trying to adjust to the dark room. There was Suga, His sharp eyes running over Jimin's form, worry lined husband features.

"Are you ok?", he asked, Jimin uncurled himself to face him. He kept his head down.

"I'm okay...you don't have to worry." Even so, tears slid down his cheeks. He bit his tongue but the tears kept coming. Suga's arms came around him, pressing him to his chest and he let him, relaxing into his embrace.

"It's okay, you know. It's okay not to be okay." He held him until he cried himself out and fell asleep. He tucked him into bed,kissing him on the forehead.

"Rest well, my heart."

The Next Day With Namjoon...

"And that will be $20.10." Namjoon shook his head confused at the currency. He had no idea how much that was so he took out a wad of cash and handed it all to the cashier. The cashier's eyes widened, gulping at the amount money. He'd never seen so much money in his life. He was tempted to take it but his boss watching so he couldn't.

"That's too much. here you go have all of this back. You only need to pay $20.10. There you go have a good day." He smiled but on the inside he was crying as Namjoon pocketed the cash and it disappeared from view. Namjoon oblivious to his struggle just returned the smile and walked away humming. 'So not all humans are lead by their greed. Staying here might not be so bad.' Namjoon took the pair of sunglasses he bought ana put them on. Except they broke when he tried to put it on. He stood there dumbfounded. Laughter came from behind him.

"That just added 5 years to my life span. Thank you for that." A voice came from behind him. Startled Namjoon whirled around to face the source. 'How dare someone laugh at him— All thought blanked from his mind. For a moment all he saw was pink. Pink cap, pink shirt, pink pants and even pink hair. The cap shielded the stranger from view but he could tell the man was beautiful. His lips were full and pink. He imagined sucking on it, biting it and hearing a moan from the owner of those lips. His heart beat faster and his breath came out in pants.

"Hey are you okay? Your turning red. Do you have a fever", Worry leaked into the stranger's voice, all traces of humor gone. He pressed his palm to his forehead. Namjoon blushed, the feel of his skin on his was almost too much to bare. He breathed in the sweet sent of strawberries from him, he grew dizzy and his vision came in and out.

"I'm fine...it's just warm here." Jin shook his head.

"It's winter time you shouldn't feel warm." He presses his forehead to his to get a sense of his temperature better. It was all too much for Namjoon. He collapsed, only the sound of his heartbeat was clear. The blood rushing throughout his body like hot coals.

'My...mate' was his last thought before everything turned black.