White Noise - Part 38
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"Hey Key.." Jonghyun said, walking into the living room. "You're already gone." he said to the nobody that was in there, pouting.
He walked to the bathroom then, turning on the shower and adjusting it until he decided the temperature was right. Water was sure to get all over the floor, cause he left the curtain open while he left, but Key said earlier tonight they were "moving out of this dump" so he didn't exactly care.
He walked back to the bedroom, and glared at Taemin, who had dared to fall asleep in his absence. "Get up." he said, and when Taemin didn't immediately open his eyes at the sound of his voice, he walked across the room, scooping the human into his arms. Taemin remained unmoving until Jonghyun dropped him carelessly into the bathtub under the running water.
Taemin screamed, not just because he woke so suddenly, but because his broken finger slammed into the side of the tub and hurt like he couldn't describe.
"Next time I say 'get up', get up." Jonghyun said, crossing his arms.
Taemin pulled himself into a sitting position in the tub, becoming fast soaked in water that turned pink as it hit the blood that the vampires had drenched him in. He looked down at the blood rinsing away from him and whimpered at the reminder of his reality. The nightmare that he'd been stuck within seemed better than his life. Naturally, he immediately started sniffling and crying.
"Hey." Jonghyun said, "It's a shower. It's not hurting you."
"Don't play with me!" Taemin yelled, his voice surprising both of them. Jonghyun's eyes widened the slightest bit, and Taemin dropped his head, speaking more quietly, "Just kill me, please just kill me."
"You don't really want to die though. You're just freaked the fuck out~." Jonghyun said.
"You keep hurting me, and even when I get away you find me again and hurt me more, and I know I'll die like this anyway, so please.." Taemin took a breath, "please get it over with.."
"Hey. Maybe the whole cutting Key's face thing was a bad idea. Huh?"
"No," Taemin spoke through teeth, sounding angry, "He deserved it and he deserves a lot more, and if I could've done worse I would have, and to you too.."
Jonghyun stepped into the shower, and Taemin flinched as the vampire grabbed him beneath his arms, pulling him to stand up. "If you're gonna talk like that, don't give up like a pussy just because you're scared." he said, sounding angry himself as he turned Taemin to face him.
Taemin glanced up at him, whimpered, and cried more.
"Now I'm all fucking wet." Jonghyun said, looking down at himself.
Taemin's sob broke for just a second into a laugh, and though it quickly resumed to sobbing, it wasn't lost on Jonghyun, who in turn, laughed at him. "We seriously turned you crazy."
Taemin sniffled, lifting the hand without any broken bones to wipe his face. While he did so, Jonghyun moved an arm around him, pulling him against him as if in a hug. Taemin shook, and wondered if Jonghyun would do him the favor of killing him now. The thought told him that Jonghyun was right, that he didn't want to die, because it terrified him.
He tried to pull away, and of course he couldn't, and then he screamed as a thick cold liquid dropped down onto his head, and Jonghyun was going to cover him in blood again and..
"It's shampoo, stupid." Jonghyun said, "You're messy as fuck."
Taemin slowly stilled as Jonghyun lathered the 'shampoo' into his hair, trying to take deep calming breaths.
It was all kinds of odd, but after Jonghyun finished shampooing him, he grabbed the soap and started scrubbing his torso too. Taemin moved as little as possible, his crying over with, and he just stared at Jonghyun, occasionally flinching away or hissing as if his touch suddenly burned.
Jonghyun wasn't all nice about it. He made sure to roughly squeeze a soapy hand around Taemin's broken finger, which made the human shriek and back against the shower wall, Jonghyun chuckling and telling him, "Couldn't help it.."
When Taemin's upper half, at least, was clean, Jonghyun turned the water off and got out of the shower, telling Taemin to wait- as if he needed to. Taemin stood still until Jonghyun brought him a towel, wrapped in one himself.
Then, as instructed, Taemin followed Jonghyun to the bedroom, where clothes were tossed at him.
"Leave in these." Jonghyun said.
"What?" Taemin asked.
"You can't leave shirtless. It's cold outside anyway. So take these clothes and go."
"Why?"
Jonghyun grabbed the shirt from the pile, a big blue hoodie, and closed the distance between Taemin and himself, shoving it over the boy's head. "Because I'm the only vampire in the world that can sympathize with humans."
Taemin blinked at him.
"Get dressed." Jonghyun said firmly.
Taemin turned away from Jonghyun to change pants, which was slow moving, because he only used one hand to do it with. The jeans he was given were big on him, so he had to hold them as he turned back to Jonghyun. "I--"
He fell back when Jonghyun punched him, hitting his head on the wall and slouching against it. He wasn't sure when he'd got it, but Jonghyun had a dagger now as he knelt in front of Taemin. "I'm still going to kill you." Jonghyun said, "Like you said, I'm gonna keep hurting you, and you're gonna die this way."
Taemin shivered as Jonghyun grabbed his sleeve, shoving it up to his forearm.
"It's just not fun if you're not stronger than this." Jonghyun said, burying the tip of the blade into Taemin's arm. Taemin cried out, kicking his legs as Jonghyun made scratches across his arms. "Next time, you better fight, cause I'm not gonna be this nice."
The knife dug deep into Taemin, and he screamed louder and louder, eyes burning with the need to cry more tears where there were none left.
Then, it was over. Jonghyun threw the knife and shoved Taemin's sleeve back down, then lifted the hunter to his feet. "Go." Jonghyun said, letting go of him.
Taemin didn't need to hear it twice. He ran from the room, and the house, as fast as his very tired body could run.
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