"CRIMSON VEINS"(A Demon Love Story -Taekook AU) Novel Book.

"crimson veins"- chapter-2:The mark of the crimson vein.

The silence between them felt alive.

Like the air itself was holding its breath.

Jungkook stood frozen, his pulse drumming in his ears. Taehyung didn't move - he only watched, head tilted slightly, eyes soft with something between nostalgia and regret.

The room smelled faintly of rain and iron.

"You're not real." Jungkook whispered "you can't be."

Taehyung's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile.

"You always said that,"he murmured. "Every time we met again."

Jungkook's brows furrowed. "Met again? I don't even know you."

Taehyung's gaze flickered downward - to Jungkook's chest, where the faint red glow still pulsed under the skin.

"Then why does your body remember me when your mind doesn't?"

The question made Jungkook's stomach twist. He pressed a trembling hand to his heart. The veins there responded to his touch - glowing brighter, warmer, as if reaching for the voice that had spoken his name.

"What are you?" he demanded. "Some kind of ghost? A hallucination?"

Taehyung's eyes gleamed gold."No," he said softly. " I'm what you loved before you were human."

The words hit him like a strike of thunder. Jungkook's breath caught;his vision blurred for a second.

Before he was human?

He wanted to laugh, to call it madness - but the pulse beneath his skin told a different story. hos body felt like it recognized something his memory didn't.

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Taehyung stepped closer. The air between them trembled, heavy with something invisible but ancient. Jungkook could smell it - smoke and rain and something metallic, like lightning about to strike.

"Don't come any closer. " Jungkook warned.

But Taehyung did - slow, deliberate, his shadow swallowing the light.

his hand reached out, stopping a inch away from Jungkook's face.

" You painted me,"he whispered. "Even after all this time."

Jungkook's throat went dry. "How would you know that?"

Taehyung's smile deepened, sorrowful. "Because I felt it. Every stroke. Every memory you buried. "

The air shimmered faintly around him - the outline of black wings, almost invisible in the dark, glimmering faintly like smoke and ember. Jungkook's heart hammered painfully against his ribs.

" What are you doing to me? "

"nothing," Taehyung said, voice low, almost tender. "It's already begun. "

And then - Jungkook's body arches as a sharp, searing pain bloomed across his chest. He gasped, clutching the glowing veins as they spread upward, crawling towards his throat like fire beneath glass.

Taehyung caught him before he fell, his hand cold but steady.

" Breathe," he whispered. "It's the mark remembering its origin. "

Jungkook choked on his breath, eyes watering. "what-what Origin? "

Taehyung's gaze met his - fire and sorrow blending in his golden irises.

"you were never meant to stay human, " he murmured. " you were bound to me long before this before this world was born. "

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The room dimmed. The lamp flickered once, then went out. For a heartbeat, the only light came from Jungkook's chest - the crimson glow illuminating both their faces, painting their skin in blood and warmth.

Jungkook stared up at him, caught between fear and something deeper - recognition.

"If this is a dream, "Jungkook said shakily. "Then I don't want to wake up. "

Taehyung's fingers brushed his jaw - gentle, reverent.

"it's not a dream,"he said. " It's a reminder."

A low rumble echoed outside, like thunder cracking thunder the clouds - but it wasn't thunder. It was something older, darker.

Taehyung's expression changed - his jaw tightening, eyes narrowing toward the window.

" They found you sooner than I thought. "He muttered.

Jungkook blinked. "Who- "

the glass of the window shattered before he could finish. A violent gust of wind tore through the room, scattering papers, canvases, paint - everything.

Thought the shards of rain and moonlight, two figures in silver armor appeared on the fire escape. Their wings glowed faintly white, their eyes cold.

"kim Taehyung of the Hollow court. " one of them said, voice echoing like distant thunder. " step away from the mortal. "

Taehyung's jaw clenched. He moved instinctively in front of Jungkook, black feathers materializing at his back like smoke.

"He's not yours to touch. " Taehyung said, voice low and dangerous.

"He is marked." the other angel said. " He belongs to Heaven. "

"He belongs to me. "Taehyung snapped.

The air cracked like lightning between them.

Jungkook pressed a hand to his chest, his pulse frantic. The ted veins under his skin began to shimmer brighter, reacting to The tension in the room - to Taehyung

" Taehyung. " He whispered. "What's happening? "

Taehyung didn't turn around.

"You're remembering too fast. " He murmured. " Hold on to me. "

Jungkook didn't even think - his hand reached out, fingers clutching Taehyung's sleeve. The moment their skin touched, a wave of heat and light burst outward, engulfing the room.

The angels shielded their faces, shouting something Jungkook couldn't hear - the sound drowned by the roar of wind and fire.

And then, in one blinding flash + everything vanished.

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When Jungkook opened his eyes again, he wasn't in his room anymore.

The rain was gone. The air smelled of ash and rose petals.

He stood beneath a black sky streaked with crimson stars, vast and endless.

And beside him, Taehyung stood fall - his wings fully unfurled, dark and magnificent, his eyes glowing like twin suns.

"Welcome home, "Taehyung said quickly. " To the Hollow court. "

Jungkook stared, the world spinning around him - his heart pounding with fear, awe, and something terrifyingly familiar.

Because deep down, he knew this place. He had been here before.

And he had loved this demon once - enough to damm himself for enternity.

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