Sometimes, Nothing tried to socialize. He tried to keep up a conversation with some strangers. Sometimes, it worked. Sometimes not. He wasn’t much interested about the words that were exchanged between him and the human - mostly, he was keeping him close because he was attractive. He looked like a perfect prey, but Nothing wasn’t going to kill him. Nothing had stopped. At most, he would take him to bed and steal some of his blood. The vampire had been lost in thoughts and hypothetical plans when he felt a hand - such small hands - on his thigh. It was a reflex, but he quickly reached and grabbed the human’s wrist and squeezed it almost too tightly. He didn’t like when people touched him. He was the one doing the touching. He threw a stare to the male, silent message to let him know it wasn’t allowed.
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The other, and most likely older male, was keeping him good company and Jimin was definitely attracted to him. So why not show it a little? His hand slowly moved up the other’s thigh, but he was suddenly stopped by fingers wrapping around his wrist - way too tightly. He whined softly in protest, wanted the other male to let go so he could continue the journey of his hand and feel what he wanted to feel. His lips formed a small pout as he looked at the male, head tilting to the side, trying to find a reason as to why he wasn’t allowed to touch him. Honestly, the boy wanted to find a nice and quiet place right then and there because he was way too impatient, but he knew he had to wait. He also knew that it was going to pretty easy for him to seduce the male. He smiled innocently as he leaned closer to whisper against the shell of the man’s ear. “That hurts.. do it harder.”
