Last Breath - Part 18
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Taemin squinted his eyes open, seeing an unusually bright light. He could hear his own heart frantically pounding, or he'd think he was dead.
"It's impossible..." a man said above him.
"The vampire blood." said a deep voice that made him jump up, which in turn caused him a great deal of pain. He quickly laid back down, groaning.
He could see he'd startled the man nearest him, who - as he squinted - he recognized as an older man, a doctor. The familiar owner of that deep voice moved behind the doctor, and he opened his mouth to warn him, but it was too late. Seunghyun grabbed him and dragged him from Taemin's sight, and all he heard was the man's scream.
"You're lucky you didn't get turned." Jiyong said lightly, stepping to Taemin's side. "If the stab had been deeper, you'd be a vampire now. I had no idea the blood would still be effecting you..."
"Vampire blood heals humans." Taemin murmured.
"If you know what's good for you, you won't tell anybody you know that." Jiyong looked thoughtful, and added, "I think if you knew what was good for you, though, you wouldn't be in this situation.."
"Did you bring me to the hospital to save me?" Taemin asked.
"Mmhmm. We need you." Jiyong lifted himself onto the operating table with Taemin, sitting in the tiny space by his side. "For revenge and other reasons."
Taemin watched the vampire pull a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, moving one between his lips before digging further for a lighter. He frowned at him and turned his attention to himself. He looked down at his shirtless stomach. There was blood all over it, and he testingly touched to feel his wound. It felt like it was still bleeding, to him.
"It's closing up." Jiyong said, sounding much like a mindreader. "You're not gonna die now or anything. If it takes too long to heal, we'll just give you more. No harm in it at this point."
The vampire was speaking around his cigarette, and Taemin looked at him again to see him lighting it up. After Jiyong inhaled, he held it towards Taemin. "Do you smoke?"
"No."
Jiyong smiled, moving the cigarette to Taemin's mouth. "Try it."
Taemin looked unhappily at it, but without much thought, he lifted a weak hand to take the cigarette, breathing it in like he'd seen his mom do before. He immediately coughed, pulling it out of his mouth.
Jiyong smiled calmly, taking his cigarette back. "Yo, Seunghyun.."
"He's finished." Seunghyun replied, stepping closer to the table once again. "You wanna go?"
Jiyong shook his head, "Call the others. I'm gonna check on the kid's mom, see if the hunters have shown up there looking for him."
"Please don't hurt my mom." Taemin said.
Seunghyun and Jiyong exchanged smiles, and Taemin felt every bit like a naive clueless toddler. He was ignored, but as Jiyong walked to the door of the room, cigarette smoke trailing behind him, he turned to tell Seunghyun, "Watch him. If he doesn't hurry up and heal, give him some blood."
"That's messed up." Seunghyun commented.
"Do whatcha gotta do~." Jiyong said cheerfully, exiting.
Taemin looked at Seunghyun's hip that started ringing, seeing the flickering lights of a fancy cellphone. Seunghyun was quick to grab it, lifting it to his ear. "What?"
Taemin watched a smile grow on Seunghyun's face and pouted, worried. After to, whoever called, he said, "Call Jiyong. Let him know.", he hung up.
"What happened?" Taemin asked.
"Shit," Seunghyun said without answering him, "You need to hurry up."
Taemin stared off with Seunghyun for a moment, eyes narrowed in concentration while the vampire's glared accusingly, as if it was his own fault that Key had stabbed him. Then, Taemin reached down to his scratch, gritting his teeth together while he dug his fingers into it.
"Woah, what the fuck!?!"
Seunghyun grabbed Taemin's wrist, jerking it over his head. Then he watched as blood ran fresh from the mark, and scowled. "You crazy?"
"I kind of..." Taemin said, ".. like pissing vampires off."
Seunghyun walked out of sight for a moment, and Taemin waited anxiously until he stepped back into view, holding a scalpel that he scratched across his own hand. The vampire didn't catch Taemin's satisfied smirk before he lowered his bleeding hand to Taemin's mouth, demanding, "Eat it."
Taemin did, grabbing Seunghyun's hand with his bloody fingers and sucking as hard as he could on the wound. Seunghyun watched the human eagerly drink up vampire blood with a confused expression for a moment. He looked down to see the cut on the boy's stomach starting to close up again, and then back to the boy's face. He scowled then, and jerked his hand away. "You think you can get strong enough to beat me with my own blood?"
Taemin breathed deeply, shuddering. Vampire blood really didn't taste good. In fact, it made him feel a little bit sick, like the smoke he'd tried just moments ago. Still, he did feel strengthened by it. He half-rolled off of the operation table, landing in a kneel by it's side. Before he could start to rush towards the door, Seunghyun pulled it closed.
"Yeah. I heard you're fast. So, what do you think is gonna happen to your mom if you run away now?"
Taemin froze.
Seunghyun walked across the room to him, grabbing his shoulders and jerking him to his feet. "Damn, I thought I didn't think things through."
He grabbed onto Taemin's broken pinky, cruelly jerking it. Taemin cried out, falling forward against him. "Stop hurting me."
Seunghyun simply dropped a t-shirt on Taemin's head in response.
Taemin pulled it on, not caring if it was his or what it had on it. After he did, Seunghyun grabbed onto his pinky once again. He cried out as he was gently dragged out of the room, into another small room that was covered by three more unconscious bodies.
"You two did all this?" Taemin asked, voice broken in his constant pain.
"Yep." Seunghyun answered simply. "And a lot more."
"Someone has to have seen.. police are probably on their way or.. something.."
"It's covered." Seunghyun said.
"Oh, please stop hurting me.."
Seunghyun let go of Taemin's pinky, grabbing his wrist instead as he mumbled, "You better say please.."
Taemin followed Seunghyun's forceful guidance into the hallway, crying.
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