Hate, Love, Kill (2/7)
Title: Hate (me), Love (me), Kill (me)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: ChulMin (Heechul/Changmin) slight OT5
Summary: Heechul is the top assassin in the rebellion against the royal family.And when he is given a new target, he never would have believed that his live would turn upside down. That he would fall in love.
Heechul dug his fingers into the cracks between rock, climbing up the stone wall with extreme speed. The assassin reached the top, jumping over the railing and landing on the concrete balcony. There was no light coming from the room in front of him, which probably meant that the person inside was asleep.
Heechul glared at the white french doors in front of him. Satin curtains were on the other side of the doors, most likely for privacy. He could see no shadows inside.
Heechul pressed his hand against the door and pushed. Fear overcame him when the doors opened with ease. Was this a trap? Had he been tricked? Heechul took a deep breath, knowing that he might be walking to his grave.
Heechul walked passed the curtains and entered the dark room. He left the door open in case he needed to make a hurried exit.
The room was dark and silent. The only sound was soft, deep breaths, along with some quiet whispers. Heechul scanned the room, looking for the source of the whispers.
There was two large wooden doors in the wall to his right, the only other exit from the room. And that door seemed to be locked.
Heechul turned his head and saw that the Prince was in his bed. Asleep, just like he had thought. And sleep talking. That was weird... Heechul's stomach twisted at how young the boy looked.
He had soft brown hair that went down his neck, and a fringe that skimmed over one of his eyes. He had pale skin, and his small lips were open as he breathed. He was quite small, but it seemed that he was curled into a ball.
He seemed to be quite tall, Heechul thought as he made out the shape of his legs. He just.. didn't seem to be much more then skin and bone.
Heechul soundless walked over to the bed and took a dagger from inside of his cloak, raising it above the boy's body, aiming for his heart. As he was about to pierce the boy's chest, long eyelashes fluttered and brown eyes were revealed, Heechul freezing in place.
"What a beautiful angel..." the prince whispered, raising his hand to touch Heechul's face as he sat up. Heechul put the dagger against the boy's chest, and the prince froze.
"Do you know why you're about to die?" Heechul asked, the hand that was on his cheek falling to the prince's side. The boy nodded sadly.
"For the crimes of my father. But I do not mind, for death will set me free," Changmin said quietly. The answer surprised the older male, making Heechul drop the knife.
Changmin bit his lip and scrunched his eyes, the knife piercing through Changmin's leg, a small whimper escaping from his throat.
Heechul immediately reached inside his cloak and brought out a white cloth and a small bottle, before putting two of his fingers on the skin around the blade.
Taking the hilt of the knife in his other hand, Heechul pulled, ripping it out of Changmin's leg. The boy hissed, and blood seeped through his clothes and into the bed sheets.
Heechul opened Changmin's bed clothes, revealing pale legs, longer then Heechul had thought, before he dabbed some of the liquid onto the cloth, pressing it against Changmin's wound.
"What are you doing?" Changmin asked, looking down at his leg.
"
Healing you, what does it look like I'm doing?" Heechul said, and Changmin pressed his hand down on top of Heechul's.
"But... if you just let me bleed, I'll die, and that's what you came here to do."
Damn, he's right, Heechul thought to himself, the bleeding coming to a stop and the cut closing, as if it had been stitched together.
"Just... shut up," Heechul said, not giving a damn about the fact that he was talking to royalty.
"What is that stuff?" Changmin asked, his eyes fluttering closed.
"Never you mind." Heechul said, and Changmin fell forward into Heechul's arms. Heechul lifted Changmin and pushed him onto the bed, lifting the covers and pulling them over Changmin's body.
Heechul placed the medicine on Changmin's bedside table, and turned to leave.
"What's you name?" Changmin asked.
"Heechul."
Changmin smiled.
"Heechul.... beautiful angel...." Changmin whispered, and Heechul heard loud commotion outside. It seemed that they had finally figured out that someone had broken in. Heechul ran from the room, leaping off the balcony and into the town below.
A/N: Changmin and Heechul have met~ yay~ and... yeah I dunno..