Die With Me (3/?)
Die With Me (3/?)
iii.
Kangin closes his eyes, feeling the tension and anger fade a little; still making him see red, but flowing away gradually with each scream that pierced his ear and the feeling of skin and bone giving way underneath his fist. A hand on his shoulder makes him swing around bloody fist swinging and coming to a stop next to Hankyung’s face. He sighs, dropping the man in his grasp to the ground, long dead. A glance further down the alley shows another man lying sprawled on his back, body marred by dozens of deep, precise cuts, all carefully missing the major arteries; causing maximum pain, but not immediate death. Hankyung slips the surgical knife back into his pockets, watching the man bleed out with hard eyes.
Kangin climbs onto the bike, waiting for Hankyung to slip in behind him, before hitting the gas, zooming down the empty street and away from the bloody scene.
It wasn’t murder. It was justice.
The halls of the Entertainment Centre were exuberantly decorated, soft woolen carpets in deep burgundy and oak panels lining the walls with gold coated lamps offering dim light. Just a hint of what the rooms are like, Sungmin thinks.
He walks down the corridor, small hands smoothing down his silk robe and enters one of the rooms on the right and he smiles seductively at the two obese Officials lounging in Victorian-style recliners. Sungmin struts over slowly and walks around the two men eyeing him like hungry dogs. He smiles, full, pouty lips stretching sweetly and one of the men jumps up and grabs Sungmin eagerly and throws him on the bed. His robes are ripped off, flung across the room and Sungmin moans and gasps and makes all the appropriate sounds as the repulsive man licks him and runs bloated hands up and down his body, before entering him with is tiny dick.
Sungmin closes his eyes and thinks about Ryeowook’s cooking and Kyuhyun’s snarky comments and Donghae’s pranks and Hankyung’s-
The man collapses on top of Sungmin’s slender frame and he feels like he’s about to be crushed to death. The other Official pulls his friend off and smiles down at Sungmin, before pulling him until he’s on all fours and entering him with a grunt.
Sungmin feels the first man come up in front of him and he tries not to gag as the man shove his flaccid penis in Sungmin’s mouth.
Sungmin is fucked up the ass and he sucks on that disgusting cock and he closes his eyes and thinks of Heechul.
Later, the door creep open and Leeteuk walks in, eyes pained as he looks at Sungmin still lying on the bed, covered in cum. He lies on the bed next to the younger man and gently wipes away the cum on his face and trickling out of his ass and he kisses him once on the forehead. Sungmin buries his face in Leeteuk’s shoulder, but he doesn’t cry.
The figure sits at his desk and his slender fingers twist at the piece of tissue in his hand. He glances at the tiny bottle sitting on his desk and tilts his head.
Yes, it was time.
Hyukjae wakes up with a start from his nightmare and his gaze softens as he sees Donghae sleeping next to his bed. His boyfriend had taken it particularly hard when Hankyung had told him what happened. Even with the sparing of some of the more graphic details, Donghae had blanched and locked himself in a room for the whole night, coming out with reddened eyes. Hyukjae reaches out a hand to touch Donghae’s hair, but his fingers freeze before he can. He thinks of all the men who have fucked him, all the cocks that have had his ass; he doesn’t deserve Donghae now. It was exactly why he had asked Hankyung instead of his boyfriend to help him the night he had been brought back.
Hankyung walks in carrying Hyukjae bridal style and the others immediately leap to their feet. Kangin’s eyes immediately darken at the state Hyukjae is in and Donghae cries out sharply in horror. Hankyung quickly shakes his head and tells them to ask him later, before carrying Hyukjae into the medical room and locking the door; Siwon and Kibum having to restrain Donghae from barging in.
“Hyung…?”Hyukjae asks flushing in embarrassment as Hankyung parts his ass to assess the damage done.
“It’s okay, I just need to clean you up and-”
“N-no, I…it’s…” Hyukjae stares at Hankyung desperately, before turning over and gesturing in defeat.
Hankyung glances down and his eyes widen, “Oh! I’ll go get Hae-”
“No! I don’t want him to see me like this…Please hyung…it hurts so much…I haven’t- at all…”
Understanding dawns in Hankyung’s eyes and he removes his glove without a word and gags Hyukjae. He carefully removes the cock ring, before wrapping his fingers around Hyukjae’s over-sensitive and half-hard member. Soon after, Hyukjae’s length is throbbing under Hankyung’s skilled hands and he’s screaming into his gag as he releases hard and fast.
He’s still panting hard, when Hankyung cleans his entrance, “thank you, hyung…”
Hyukjae flushes at the memory and then he smiles sadly at his boyfriend, wondering if things will ever be the same again.
Ryeowook is hurrying around the small kitchen making food for the others, humming happily as he made Henry’s favorite soup. He wonders how many of them will turn up to eat today. Hopefully everyone.
It turns out only Henry, Donghae and Zhoumi end up having the soup, since everyone else is out on missions and Hyukjae had been ordered to eat some specified food by Hankyung. In the kitchen, Ryeowook stirs at the remainder of his soup with a frown.
Kyuhyun calls Donghae, Yesung and Kangin who are nearest, to tell them that there is a massive clash between Officials and some rebel groups and Henry was currently caught in the conflict zone.
By the time they rush there, there’s a massacre taking place and the blood was already flowing and the body count mounting. Kangin manages to get to Henry whilst the other two distracted the Officials and Henry tells him with a grimace that he got shot in the shoulder, but it didn’t hit anything vital. They didn’t have time to treat the wound there and Kangin just pushed down on the gas as they headed for base; Henry will be fine once they get him to Hankyung.
Siwon doesn’t understand why Hankyung is so close with Heechul. The redhead is loud, direct and demanding, and Siwon hates the way he talks to Hankyung, as if the Chinese doctor owed him something. Heechul likes to tease Siwon, often being overly affectionate with Hankyung and calling him ‘baby’ when he knows just how much Siwon hates it.
Right now, Heechul had just dragged his lover into his room and the two of them have been inside for nearly an hour and Siwon was feeling the anger build inside his stomach.
Kim Heechul. Siwon grinds his teeth.
Hyukjae sits in his room and he places another coin into the jar beneath his bed and smiles.
One day…one day there will be enough…
Hankyung is hugging Heechul tightly on the bed, the older man murmuring with his face pressed in the doctor’s neck. Heehcul is clutching at him as he speaks softly- without any of the usual arrogance- about how he wants to die each time he sees Sungmin hurt, how much it kills him to see the bruises, so much so that he can’t bear to visit anymore. Hankyung thinks Heechul is losing his grip on reality; a dangerous, alien look in his eyes as he ponders killing everyone so they can live together happily.
Siwon bursts in, eyes darkening at their positions, but urgently telling Hankyung that Henry is badly injured.
Hankyung rushes out to the medical room and finds Kangin placing Henry gingerly down on the stretcher, Henry pale and clammy, eyes shut.
“He got shot in the shoulder, I didn’t have time to do anything there.”
Hankyung nodded and quickly slices through the dark jacket Henry is wearing and everyone gasps at the blood soaked shirt underneath and when that is removed too, Hankyung’s hands are slick with blood that is still flowing from the small wound. Hankyung quickly inject Henry with anesthetics and pain killers, frowning deeply at the amount of blood that Henry is losing.
“Hankyung…should he be losing that much blood from just a bullet wound to a non-vital region?” Kangin’s voice is tight, brows furrowed.
Hankyung shakes his head, biting down on his lower lip as he carefully removes the bullet. As soon as the bullet is dislodged, blood gushes out more freely from the hole, flowing over Hankyung’s hand even as he tries to apply a clean gauze patch, quickly soaking that as well.
After a few minutes, everyone knew something was definitely wrong; the large pile of soaked-through cloth lying next to Henry taunting them as Hankyung tries everything to stem the bleeding. There is fear and desperation in the doctor’s eyes as he uses his bare hands to clamp down on the wound, but the sickening red escapes anyway. Even after two injections of blood stemming fluid, Henry was bleeding out in front of them.
By the time the others arrive, only Hankyung is still standing over Henry, furious tears shining on his lashes as he tries in vain to stop the bleeding; the doctor covered head to toe in blood. Henry lay on the table, his skin deathly pale where it peeked through the blood. Then suddenly the bleeding slowed, no longer flowing freely and the others jump up excitedly, recoiling as Hankyung slams his fist down on the bench with a cry, his usually warm eyes narrowed in anger.
Henry’s heart had stopped.
Ryeowook is fidgeting frantically as he sat in the corner, sobbing softly as Kangin paces in front of him. Donghae and Hyukjae are crying into each other’s necks and Heechul is standing against the wall, face unusually serious and solemn. Siwon is on the other side of the room, head in his hands, Yesung, Zhoumi and Kibum sitting near him, faces blank with shock.
When the door opened and Hankyung walked out, Kyuhyun beside him, both their expressions dark and drawn, everyone shivers slightly.
“I did the tests…Zhoumi and Kyuhyun were right…Henry was poisoned.”
There is uproar at Hankyung’s words and Kangin is already swearing revenge against ‘those Official bastards’ when Kyuhyun holds his hand up.
“The poison is designed to ensure blood cannot be stemmed in any way if a wound is opened…it explains Henry’s condition…From what we can deduce, the poisoning was done through oral ingestion of the poison.” Kyuhyun’s voice is clipped and he exchanges meaningful glances with Hankyung. “Which means…”
Donghae speaks up, chewing at his lip, “But that doesn’t make sense, Henry would never consume anything outside!”
Hankyung nods grimly, “That’s right. Which means…it wasn’t done outside.”
Absolute silence follows his words and Hankyung watches the emotions flicker through their faces: confusion, disbelief, denial, fear.
“Henry was poisoned by someone here.”
“No way! You’re crazy!”
“That’s impossible!”
“Are you saying one of us poisoned Henry?!”
“But no one here would harm Henry!”
“It can’t be! All the food here is prepared, cooked and tested by Ryeowook, there’s no way!”
A heavy pause follows and Zhoumi slaps his hands over his mouth at what his comment has implied, “No! I didn’t mean it that way! I was just saying that it’s carefully made, not that Ryeowook would poison our food!”
Ryeowook is sitting there looking absolutely horrified, eyes wide and trembling as all eyes focused on him.
Hankyung spoke and his voice was calm, “Let’s calm down for a moment. We can’t just assume that because Wookie is the cook that he’s responsible. Okay, first, was Henry even here for breakfast or lunch today?”
It’s Donghae who mutters it quietly, “Yeah…I ate with Henry and Zhoumi today.”
Kyuhyun turns to look at him sharply, “Are you feeling alright?”
Hyukjae tightens his grip on his boyfriend, eyes anxious.
Kyuhyun motions Donghae and Zhoumi to come with him.
Heechul interrupted, “What did you cook Ryeowook? Is there any left?”
Ryeowook shook his head, tears in his eyes, “N-no…I threw the rest out…”
“Actually…” Siwon added in, sheepishly, “I saved a bowl because I wanted to give it to Hannie…”
“Siwon, go grab it and give it to Kyuhyun. Tell him to start, I’ll be there in a second.”
Zhoumi sits there and he feels like crying for Henry and going up to punch Heechul in the face at the same time.
Heechul had stepped inside the medical room before, without even a knock and he had given a quick, firm kiss on the lips to both Hankyung and Kyuhyun and Zhoumi feels his stomach empty out and his bones bend the wrong way as he watches through the glass. A glance to his right and Siwon is in a similar state of anger and possessiveness.
Heechul has no right to kiss Kyuhyun; he doesn’t deserve it.
Hankyung and Kyuhyun emerges half an hour later, faces even more grim than before.
“Donghae and Zhoumi both show the poison in their blood and…it was present in the soup…”
Ryeowook gasps loudly at Kyuhyun’s words, shaking his head wildly. “No! No I didn’t poison the soup! I didn’t poison anyone! I didn’t kill Henry!” With a loud cry, he runs out of the room, eyes wild.
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