Open Window (OnHo) - Part 20
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Onew kept blacking out, so he couldn't be sure when Jonghyun got back. He just knew at one point he opened his eyes, and there he was, having some serious conversation with Key. Onew tried to form words - he wanted to know what happened to Taemin. Mainly, he wanted to know if Taemin had told them more about Minho. Instead, he just made a hoarse, sick noise and that got Jonghyun's attention.
"Oh. He's up."
Onew managed to roll onto his back, and recognized the ceiling from before he passed out. He was still on the floor, he knew, and his hands were untied now. He imagined it's cause they realized he was too weak to try anything at this point. Well, if they were in the same hotel, then Taemin can't have escaped. He only hoped they hadn't got anything out of him before they...
"Here." Key said, shoving some plastic packet of blood in his face. "Drink it."
Onew didn't hesitate. Even though bagged blood was almost as disgusting as animal blood, he needed it. He ripped it open with his fangs, trying to suck it all into his mouth, hating when Key wagged it in a way that would make it spill instead into his hair.
"The way he looks, there's no way we can get on a train." Jonghyun said.
"He'll heal after a few of these." Key responded.
Onew wanted to yell at him to stop wasting it, then, but he was busy drinking down what he could. As he angrily glared, Key looked back at him, and an amused smile tugged on his lips. If Onew wasn't so hungry, he'd stop eating right then.
"Yeah, but the sun will be up by then." Jonghyun sounded annoyed. "This is over if we just kill him."
"Well that's not how we work!" Key shrieked at Jonghyun, completely losing his cool. "We don't kill our own kind, Jonghyun, and even if we did he wouldn't fucking deserve it!"
Onew was trying to lick the blood that had dripped down his face when the empty plastic bag slapped against his face and Key got up, storming into the next room. Jonghyun followed.
Even if he already knew he wouldn't get far, Onew wouldn't miss a chance to attempt escape. He shakily lifted himself onto his arms, feeling how squishy and wet the carpet was beneath his palms from his own blood. He absolutely needed more.
But bending his stomach to pick himself up sent terrible pain throughout his weakened body, and he fell back onto the floor. He wondered if Minho could feel this pain. He wondered if Minho did, whether or not he'd be able to stand it. Something about Minho, about all humans, was so fragile.
He'd be terribly broken up about Taemin. Onew scowled. He had become angry with Taemin, because damnit, the kid had been stupid. That kid could have doomed Minho to death, for all Onew knew at this point. He would have, Onew knew, to save himself. And Onew still had it in him to pity him.
He was fun to pick on, anyway.
No, it wasn't that. It was fucking Minho. It was because Minho cared about that kid. Onew smiled thoughtfully, and said his thoughts aloud. "Even if he was jealous."
Jonghyun walked back into the room. Onew turned his head, watching him step closer, and his eyes immediately met the blood baggie he had in his hands.
"We're gonna be here for a while." Jonghyun said, kneeling down next to Onew. "You want this, you're gonna have to beg for it."
Onew hissed, showing Jonghyun his fangs in a horrible scowl.
Jonghyun wasn't deterred. "That's not begging." he said, simply.
"You're not as good at that as Key."
"At what?"
"Being a fucking asshole."
Jonghyun glared at him like that was an insult, "If I was in control here, I'd--"
"You'd kill me?" Onew asked.
Jonghyun held the bag of blood over Onew's mouth, glaring at him. "Whatever Key says, death isn't too good for you. Death is the only thing you do deserve."
Onew didn't acknowledge Jonghyun's angry words. He just closed his eyes and bit the bag, sucking out the liquid as fast as he could. Jonghyun allowed this for a second, then threw the bag across the room. "Now who's an asshole?"
Onew narrowed his eyes at Jonghyun.
It was Jonghyun's turn to not acknowledge the anger. He shrugged and looked calm, saying "Go. Crawl and get it."
As Onew used all the strength he had to start dragging himself across the floor towards the blood, more and more of which was soaking into the carpet with every moment it took him to get there, Jonghyun recited an address.
Onew looked over his shoulder at him, alarmed.
"It's that kid's address." Jonghyun said, seeming satisfied with himself. "Minho is his neighbor, right?"
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