Last Breath - Part 46
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"You're actually just going to lay there like that?" Onew asked from the doorway of the bathroom, toweling off his recently showered head.
Minho was still beneath the covers on the bed, and he gave Onew an irritated look. "Do you have any idea what I feel like right now?"
"Let me see.." Onew said, and feigned a concentrating hard face.
Minho softened, and mumbled, "It just hurts."
"So if I told you that.. you could come out with me tonight.."
Instead of giving Onew the "no thanks" response that he expected, Minho sat up just slightly, looking at Onew with wide eyes. "I have to stay here by myself like this?"
Onew wrinkled his nose, "It can't be that bad."
"Never again." Minho said, lying back down.
"Haha." Onew narrowed his eyes, "You say such cute things when you're tired."
Minho gave a heavy sigh, deciding to switch the subjects because as much as he'd like to argue that he was serious, he wasn't sure himself that he was. "My brother was at the library."
Onew disappeared into the bathroom, but continued to speak from it. "Is that why you were late?"
"Yeah." Minho admitted, "I thought you'd be sleeping, I didn't know.."
"So you spent time with him?" Onew stepped back in the doorway, no longer holding a towel. He sighed, and said, "I guess it's good that you could say goodbye to him."
"I didn't. He's coming again tomorrow, when I meet Taemin."
Onew frowned, crossing his arms. "Fine, then you're saying goodbye to him?"
"Yeah, Onew." Minho said, a bit hurt to think about it. "I'm saying goodbye."
After an awkward silent pause that gave Onew plenty of time to feel like a jerk, Minho asked, "So, you want to leave the country with Taemin?"
"It's the smartest thing to do." Onew said, and sighed, "I can't promise we'll be safe though... especially with a hunter... laws of The Council might be different in other countries, but hunters are hated internationally."
Minho sighed, and it seemed like there was another long pause. Finally, Onew walked over to the bed, climbing on over top of Minho.
"What are you doing..?" the human asked, as if suddenly afraid.
Onew grinned and pushed Minho to lie flat on his stomach, "Don't lose it. I'm just giving you a massage."
"You don't have to.." Minho said, but as Onew straddled his thighs and stretched his arms up, pressing down into his lower back, he moaned appreciatively.
"Can you be happy with me?" Onew asked softly, almost too quiet for Minho to hear. Minho shut his eyes, wondering the answer himself. It, to Onew, seemed like a long moment before he answered "Maybe."
Onew suddenly scratched into Minho's back, making the human yelp. "No," Minho corrected himself, "No, I can't be happy with you." he turned to look over his shoulder at Onew with a playful glare, and the vampire just grinned.
Then announced, "I vant to go suck someone's blood."
Minho rested his head on his pillow once again, and said, "You should go so you can hurry and come back."
"It's not funny any more." Onew noted, pouting.
"It was a little funny." Minho stated, smiling and closing his eyes.
"By the time I come back," Onew said, climbing off of Minho, "You better be out of that bed."
"Or else..?"
"Or else we're doing it again."
Minho groaned and sat up, giving Onew a half-hearted glare that the vampire wouldn't see, as he was already turned away and grabbing a coat before heading to the door.
***
The 24 hour internet cafe was becoming less and less busy as of late, though Taemin couldn't very much figure why. Of course, he wouldn't like to be there right now either, but after the news he'd heard today, it wasn't safe to go back to the house he'd been using - the house that he'd stayed in before, with the other hunters.
The woman who's name he'd been using had been killed. He hadn't thought that it would happen - she was a much older woman, and he thought when it was so easy to see she had nothing to do with the blog, she'd just be left alone.
Besides, by killing her, they tipped him off that they were on his trail.
Soon, he'd meet with Minho and Onew. If they were okay, the other hunters might be fine too. Either way, he'd find them, and things would go back to normal.
Taemin was done reloading his inbox. He wasn't going to get any new useful messages, and he was tired. He'd have to find somewhere to get some sleep, or else he'd just fall out on the keyboard. He sighed and got out of his chair, waving 'bye' to an older guy he'd helped on the computer several minutes ago.
His eyes were half closed when he stepped out of the doorway, and he was distractedly zipping up his black coat when he was grabbed by his arm, and suddenly being dragged down the sidewalk.
Taemin might have screamed or fought, but his eyes met with the back of a familiar head, and he just gasped, "Jonghyun.."
Jonghyun paused and looked back at him, grinning just a little. "Hey, Lee Taemin."
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Notes: I'm not gonna lie I was totally being a PMS hating angry pissed off bitch when I wrote the first Onho scene because frankly it was supposed to be more emotion thick with like Minho being like "okay so this is how I feel about Onew now" but instead it became whatever the fuck I could manage to write while being annoyed by my stepdad's noises from the next room. so idek I even considered just deleting it all together but I'm so fucking angry at the world right now that I'm just gonna leave it there so that everyone can feel my wrath. :B really mature and cool of me, I know.
... idk today is going bad. LAWLLLLL. I feel cool about the next scene though. 8D