of flaws and lies [6.1/?]
onkey; pg-13; romance, angst
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"It's not severe, right ?"
"No. Not really." she shook her head "The bullet didn't get inside his flesh. It ripped it open but well... at least there's nothing to be dug out. In my utmost concern."
"Treat him with your utmost concern, Amber." Jonghyun glared.
"Duh. Like I'm not now.." Amber rolled her eyes before she took a deep breath "I'm done cleaning his wound, now I need to stitch it. Give me the tools... Yeah, that one."
"You give him enough sedatives, right ?" Jonghyun asked as he handed Amber her medical tools, glancing worriedly to the unconscious male on the bed "Or else it'll be painful if he wake up in the middle of it."
"I don't think he will. He was already half passing out when I gave him the injection." Amber said "Most probably because of losing blood... He could be losing much more. It's good that Onew's smart enough to make him an emergency turniquet."
Jonghyun scoffed "O' course. He's the one at fault."
Amber raised her eyebrow "Do you even know what's happening ?"
"I don't need to."
"Yeah. Whatever." Amber shrugged as she started concentrating on stitching Kibum's wound "Why don't you go change the warm water for Kibum to soothe his fever down ?"
Jonghyun sighed as he took the water bowl from the small table on Kibum's bedside and said "Alright.." before he got out to the kitchen.
It took him no time to get the new warm water ready, because there's already an half-full pot of hot water on the stove and all that he should do was adding another cold water from the sink before he's ready to bring his bowl back to Kibum's room.
But halfway, he stopped dead on his track as he caught a silhoutte leaning on the wall near the younger's door, on the other side he wasn't passing by on his way to the kitchen.
And he didn't have to guess who it was. Because it could only be one person.
The anger that once had subsided started to build inside him again. Seeing that loser throwing a genuine worry look every once in a while to Kibum's door... Fuck. He didn't even have the right to do so.
He didn't have the right to even go near Kibum.
Jonghyun put the bowl on the closest furniture's surface he didn't even care to know what before he walked angrily to the direction of the new guy and without a hitch, grabbing the guy's collar and dragged him to the floor.
"Stay away from him !" Jonghyun glared, kneeling as he fastened his fist on Jinki's collar, almost choking.
"Who are you?" Jinki panted as he tried to push Jonghyun's hand 'His father?"
"You don't have the right to go near him, loser."
"And who gives you the right to go near him ? Your mother ?"
"Fuck you !" Jonghyun yelled as he couldn't hold his anger back and started to punch Jinki on his face. "This is... For.. Ki-bum.. You.. Loser.."
Jinki tried to block Jonghyun's fist that was coming to bruise him on every syllable. But the bulky guy was showering him punch like a madman he couldn't even expect where his fist wanted to land. And he was not in the position of attacking.
Then Jinki felt a horrible sting on his head when Jonghyun hit the side of his eye before another one came to tear his lips, opening the way for iron-taste blood and saliva to gather inside his mouth.
He felt he was about to die when his consciousness slipping away, as he could hear someone was yelling and the weight above him was abruptly missing, along with the light on his eyes.
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"I know..."
Jiyong ruffled his already messy brown locks. His voice was hoarse, puffy red eyes barely closed for a night long. He sighed for the nth times that morning.
He was dead tired, the last night incident stressed him so much. Kibum was injured, Jonghyun almost killed Jinki, and now the boss wouldn't stop bothering him since they didn't even get any items he wanted.
"It's not like I want everything to turn out like this either!" Jiyong gripped his phone tighter, like he was tempted to throw it at the boss' face, if only he had the gut to do so.
"Yeah, yeah, I know... I'll do it." He pressed the red button and pulled away the phone battery from the case backside as he ended the call, throwing it somewhere in the corner.
He felt like he would explode anytime soon now that the boss demanded for something else from him. The fine he had to pay. As the leader that should took all the responsibility of what's happening.
Fuck. If that meant another burning coal for another tattoo mark or worse.
He tossed himself on the couch, thinking to get some rest right there cause he just didn't fucking care anymore, but then he heard noises coming from behind him.
So he turned his head to see behind the couch and found Jinki was walking toward the kitchen, holding his horribly bruised face.
"Hey.." Jiyong cursorily called.
Jinki looked up to see Jiyong, seemed rather taken aback before he mouthed 'Hi' back, wincing because of his torn lips.
"What are you doing ?" Jiyong asked, raising his eyebrows "It's early."
"Getting cold water for my face." Jinki simply answered.
Jiyong raised his eyebrows "There's no one treat it for you ?"
Jinki shrugged "I don't know. I just woke up and felt like a shit."
"Get the water and medical box here. I'll help you." Jiyong said.
Jinki nodded and did what he was told.
It was kind of weird seeing Jiyong treated his bruise after. Because well, Jiyong was the leader and Jinki was sure he was not usually doing this kind of thing for his members.
Maybe Jiyong needed a distraction, Jinki thought, looking at Jiyong's troubled face as he applied iodine with cotton bud on his bruise.
"We get a problem, don't we ?" Jinki finally asked.
Jiyong just sighed before saying "No."
Jinki raised his eyebrows, doubting.
"Not we. Me." Jiyong calmly said.
Jinki's face turned guilty. And Jiyong knew that actually he had the right to be mad at Jinki, but he didn't know why he couldn't. Maybe because it was not entirely Jinki's fault. And he himself could also feel guilty if he blame Jinki without a cause.
"I'm sorry for all of this. I really am." Jinki said, knitting his eyebrows.
Jiyong chuckled, "Why? Do you think this is really your fault?"
"Yes." Jinki nodded "You asked me to do it and look at what I did..."
"You didn't do anything wrong, Onew."
"But Key-"
"I know but that's not your fault." Jiyong reassured "It was an accident, it happened when we're working."
But Jiyong's calm voice somehow wasn't enough to calm his anxiety down. Jinki sighed heavily again.
"Look Onew, there's nothing you need to worry, really..." Jiyong said before he suddenly wiggling his eyebrow, teasing "or are you actually worrying him, huh?"
Jinki quickly shook his head to deny but Jiyong's evil laughter was indicating that the leader wasn't buying it.
"No, Jiyong. I'm serious."
"Yeah, seriously... you should see your own face now." Jiyong was still chuckling, his tired face looked very amused.
Jinki sighed at his crazy leader. He knew Jiyong changed the topic and tried to laugh over stupid thing to bury his problem for a while.
But deep down inside he knew this was a serious issue. It's impossible that the boss would let them go after he failed the job.
Jinki genuinely wanted to help but it seemed Jiyong didn't want him to get involve. And so he just sat there, watching Jiyong laughing his stress off.
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Jiyong spared him a day off, saying that he also had no job for Jinki on that day in the first place.
And Jinki was completely grateful about it because honestly his bruises were really painful. Not all of it but the one on his cheekbones and the one on the side of his eyes were still stinging the most.
So he decided to sleep the day away.
Fortunately, most of the bruises were already turning into light blue by the next morning thanks to Jiyong's treatment.
So Jinki, feeling as energized as ever, hopped out of his bed after he saw the glowing six from the clock on the side of his bed. Thinking that he might could help making coffee or breakfast for everyone, partly because he still felt guilty.
And maybe he could deliver it for Kibum, he thought. If there's no his guard dog (read : Jonghyun).
Jinki sighed at that thought before finally got out from his room and walking toward the kitchen that was connected with the living room.
He raised his eyebrows as he thought he could hear some faint laughters coming from the direction of his destination.
"Jjong-ah seriously..."
Kibum ? Jinki frowned as he opted to halt his step, hiding behind the wall.
"Just sit there and I'll bring you your coffee.."
Was he still in pain ? Jinki asked to himself as he peeked inside, clenching his fist as he saw Kibum seemed paler than usual, dressed in his loose shirt and shorts uniform.
Jinki sighed as he felt the need. He really wanted to come out and see Kibum. Asking him if he's already feeling better. But he needed no more bite for now, Jinki thought about his half-healed wounded face.
"I can walk already, Jjong. It's not like I'm having a broken bones. It's just a stitch."
"Then the stitch will open up if you walk too much."
"No way."
"If you walk here, I'll kiss you."
"I don't care. I want to w..."
Jinki raised his eyebrows, chuckled sarcastically to himself as he was thinking why did he even bother. When Kibum already had someone that cared for him. Too much.
He needed no one else. No him.
With that, Jinki walked back to his room to mourn.
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Minhothecoolestfrog : Whtvr
Minhothecoolestfrog : How's thing going ?
Jinki_Lee : Not as evil as u
Minhothecoolestfrog is typing..
Jinki tried to hold back his smile, teasing the tall guy was always amusing.
Minhothecoolestfrog : =_=" srsly
Jinki_Lee : I just let my partner got shot in his leg
Minhothecoolestfrog : cool !
Jinki_Lee : what ?! cool ?
Jinki_Lee : i'm feeling guilty
Minhothecoolestfrog : ?!!!!
Jinki_Lee : ???!!!!!
Minhothecoolestfrog : ???????!!!!!!
Jinki_Lee : ?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Minhothecoolestfrog : ????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jinki_Lee : Stop, froggy. This is stupid..
Minhothecoolestfrog : well u shdnt be, hyung
Jinki_Lee : shdnt what ?
Minhothecoolestfrog : feelin guilty
Jinki_Lee : its nothing i cud help..
Minhothecoolestfrog : i know... it's hard, isn't it ? living there ?
Minhothecoolestfrog : hold on, hyung..
Jinki_Lee : i am..
Minhothecoolestfrog : we miss u here..
Minhothecoolestfrog : Taemin and her majesty were the worst..
Jinki_Lee : tell them i miss them too.. cant go home for now
Minhothecoolestfrog : ok, hyung.
Minhothecoolestfrog : anw, sorry hyung.. gtg..
Jinki_Lee : ok bye..
Minhothecoolestfrog : take care, hyung..
Jinki_Lee : u too..
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Jinki was feeling a little better after his little chat with Minho -and after deleting the history from the laptop-, That he finally decided to get out from his cave in the evening.
Be damn, Kibum. He still had another friend -or more likely, frenemy- around, didn't he ?
And he hadn't seen them around since the incident.
He took a deep breath as he walked toward the living room, where he could hear the usual noises came from.
But in the middle of bickering, Jinki frowned, did he hear it right ? That there's a little debate happening.
"Seriously, Joon. Don't close your eyes. We could all see it."
"I don't see anything, Taey.."
"Jonghyun's right. Come on."
"Jiyong is too biased toward him."
"I don't think so."
"And you too. Ha."
Jinki frowned because he partly wasn't sure of what they were talking about, but then, when he decided to step inside the room and found that the boys' chat fell silent as he showed up, he was no stupid to realize that they were talking about him.
They glanced to each other as if sending secret messages through it. And for the first time Jinki felt uncomfortable among them.
Gulping, Jinki finally decided not to join the boys, tho he didn't entirely back out. He cleared his throat and walked approaching the kitchen, thinking just to take a glass of water then get back to his room or something.
It was when he was ready to go back to his room that someone finally called him. "Hey, Onew !"
"Yeah ?" Jinki turned back half-heartedly, raising his eyebrows.
"What exactly happened at the gala ?"
"Well..." Jinki frowned and just told what really happened before waiting for them to judge him in eerie silence.
"You didn't join the other to steal the goods ?" someone voiced out with unbelieving tone.
"Excuse me ?" Jinki raised his eyebrows at the question.
"He's asking why didn't you just steal the goods in the chaos.. Then we could avoid the boss' rage."
"Key.. got shot." Jinki simply answered.
"And ?" someone raised his eyebrows back "I thought he could bear the pain for a while. He's not a child."
"Yeah. The goods was more important."
Jinki opened his mouth to say something but he closed it again, couldn't think of the right thing to say.
Didn't they have a heart ? Their partner got shot and they thought an inanimate object was more important ?
Criminal sure had another way of thinking, Jinki thought sourly, chuckling sarcastically inside his head. They didn't even know how hard it was for him to bring Kibum home and getting a series of punch on his face rightafter.
Whatever. He thought and decided to turn back to the direction of his bedroom.
But then Kibum appeared out of nowhere in the mouth of the doorway. He was laughing with Jonghyun before he realized there was Jinki in front of his nose and when he did, his laughter died.
Jinki clenched the glass on his hand when Kibum looked away, while Jonghyun sent him a warning glare which he ignored.
"Hey, Key." the boys behind him called.
And from his peripheral vision, Jinki could see Kibum was looking up, asking "Yeah ?"
"What do you think more important ? Your wound or the goods the boss wanted ?"
Kibum narrowed his eyes for a bit before answering "The.. goods ?"
"Of course right !"
"That's what I said !"
"You're actually okay that night, right ?"
"Yeah.." Kibum said, frowning a little because he still couldn't grasp the question's intention "Yeah.. I think.."
Jinki was eye-ing Kibum -who was still looking to the front- in disbelief. He's okay that night ?! What the hell ?! He thought angrily.
Right then. Jinki tightened his jaw. Let just say he was the only idiot who panicked over a mere bloody leg and a superhuman who actually didn't need a help.
Ha. He shouldn't even bother. Shouldn't even bother to take the punch or waste his time worrying over that guy.
Fuck it.
Jinki cursed inside his head before he walked passing Kibum, bumping his shoulder with Jonghyun on the way.
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"It's not severe, right ?"
"No. Not really." she shook her head "The bullet didn't get inside his flesh. It ripped it open but well... at least there's nothing to be dug out. In my utmost concern."
"Treat him with your utmost concern, Amber." Jonghyun glared.
"Duh. Like I'm not now.." Amber rolled her eyes before she took a deep breath "I'm done cleaning his wound, now I need to stitch it. Give me the tools... Yeah, that one."
"You give him enough sedatives, right ?" Jonghyun asked as he handed Amber her medical tools, glancing worriedly to the unconscious male on the bed "Or else it'll be painful if he wake up in the middle of it."
"I don't think he will. He was already half passing out when I gave him the injection." Amber said "Most probably because of losing blood... He could be losing much more. It's good that Onew's smart enough to make him an emergency turniquet."
Jonghyun scoffed "O' course. He's the one at fault."
Amber raised her eyebrow "Do you even know what's happening ?"
"I don't need to."
"Yeah. Whatever." Amber shrugged as she started concentrating on stitching Kibum's wound "Why don't you go change the warm water for Kibum to soothe his fever down ?"
Jonghyun sighed as he took the water bowl from the small table on Kibum's bedside and said "Alright.." before he got out to the kitchen.
It took him no time to get the new warm water ready, because there's already an half-full pot of hot water on the stove and all that he should do was adding another cold water from the sink before he's ready to bring his bowl back to Kibum's room.
But halfway, he stopped dead on his track as he caught a silhoutte leaning on the wall near the younger's door, on the other side he wasn't passing by on his way to the kitchen.
And he didn't have to guess who it was. Because it could only be one person.
The anger that once had subsided started to build inside him again. Seeing that loser throwing a genuine worry look every once in a while to Kibum's door... Fuck. He didn't even have the right to do so.
He didn't have the right to even go near Kibum.
Jonghyun put the bowl on the closest furniture's surface he didn't even care to know what before he walked angrily to the direction of the new guy and without a hitch, grabbing the guy's collar and dragged him to the floor.
"Stay away from him !" Jonghyun glared, kneeling as he fastened his fist on Jinki's collar, almost choking.
"Who are you?" Jinki panted as he tried to push Jonghyun's hand 'His father?"
"You don't have the right to go near him, loser."
"And who gives you the right to go near him ? Your mother ?"
"Fuck you !" Jonghyun yelled as he couldn't hold his anger back and started to punch Jinki on his face. "This is... For.. Ki-bum.. You.. Loser.."
Jinki tried to block Jonghyun's fist that was coming to bruise him on every syllable. But the bulky guy was showering him punch like a madman he couldn't even expect where his fist wanted to land. And he was not in the position of attacking.
Then Jinki felt a horrible sting on his head when Jonghyun hit the side of his eye before another one came to tear his lips, opening the way for iron-taste blood and saliva to gather inside his mouth.
He felt he was about to die when his consciousness slipping away, as he could hear someone was yelling and the weight above him was abruptly missing, along with the light on his eyes.
--
"I know..."
Jiyong ruffled his already messy brown locks. His voice was hoarse, puffy red eyes barely closed for a night long. He sighed for the nth times that morning.
He was dead tired, the last night incident stressed him so much. Kibum was injured, Jonghyun almost killed Jinki, and now the boss wouldn't stop bothering him since they didn't even get any items he wanted.
"It's not like I want everything to turn out like this either!" Jiyong gripped his phone tighter, like he was tempted to throw it at the boss' face, if only he had the gut to do so.
"Yeah, yeah, I know... I'll do it." He pressed the red button and pulled away the phone battery from the case backside as he ended the call, throwing it somewhere in the corner.
He felt like he would explode anytime soon now that the boss demanded for something else from him. The fine he had to pay. As the leader that should took all the responsibility of what's happening.
Fuck. If that meant another burning coal for another tattoo mark or worse.
He tossed himself on the couch, thinking to get some rest right there cause he just didn't fucking care anymore, but then he heard noises coming from behind him.
So he turned his head to see behind the couch and found Jinki was walking toward the kitchen, holding his horribly bruised face.
"Hey.." Jiyong cursorily called.
Jinki looked up to see Jiyong, seemed rather taken aback before he mouthed 'Hi' back, wincing because of his torn lips.
"What are you doing ?" Jiyong asked, raising his eyebrows "It's early."
"Getting cold water for my face." Jinki simply answered.
Jiyong raised his eyebrows "There's no one treat it for you ?"
Jinki shrugged "I don't know. I just woke up and felt like a shit."
"Get the water and medical box here. I'll help you." Jiyong said.
Jinki nodded and did what he was told.
It was kind of weird seeing Jiyong treated his bruise after. Because well, Jiyong was the leader and Jinki was sure he was not usually doing this kind of thing for his members.
Maybe Jiyong needed a distraction, Jinki thought, looking at Jiyong's troubled face as he applied iodine with cotton bud on his bruise.
"We get a problem, don't we ?" Jinki finally asked.
Jiyong just sighed before saying "No."
Jinki raised his eyebrows, doubting.
"Not we. Me." Jiyong calmly said.
Jinki's face turned guilty. And Jiyong knew that actually he had the right to be mad at Jinki, but he didn't know why he couldn't. Maybe because it was not entirely Jinki's fault. And he himself could also feel guilty if he blame Jinki without a cause.
"I'm sorry for all of this. I really am." Jinki said, knitting his eyebrows.
Jiyong chuckled, "Why? Do you think this is really your fault?"
"Yes." Jinki nodded "You asked me to do it and look at what I did..."
"You didn't do anything wrong, Onew."
"But Key-"
"I know but that's not your fault." Jiyong reassured "It was an accident, it happened when we're working."
But Jiyong's calm voice somehow wasn't enough to calm his anxiety down. Jinki sighed heavily again.
"Look Onew, there's nothing you need to worry, really..." Jiyong said before he suddenly wiggling his eyebrow, teasing "or are you actually worrying him, huh?"
Jinki quickly shook his head to deny but Jiyong's evil laughter was indicating that the leader wasn't buying it.
"No, Jiyong. I'm serious."
"Yeah, seriously... you should see your own face now." Jiyong was still chuckling, his tired face looked very amused.
Jinki sighed at his crazy leader. He knew Jiyong changed the topic and tried to laugh over stupid thing to bury his problem for a while.
But deep down inside he knew this was a serious issue. It's impossible that the boss would let them go after he failed the job.
Jinki genuinely wanted to help but it seemed Jiyong didn't want him to get involve. And so he just sat there, watching Jiyong laughing his stress off.
--
Jiyong spared him a day off, saying that he also had no job for Jinki on that day in the first place.
And Jinki was completely grateful about it because honestly his bruises were really painful. Not all of it but the one on his cheekbones and the one on the side of his eyes were still stinging the most.
So he decided to sleep the day away.
Fortunately, most of the bruises were already turning into light blue by the next morning thanks to Jiyong's treatment.
So Jinki, feeling as energized as ever, hopped out of his bed after he saw the glowing six from the clock on the side of his bed. Thinking that he might could help making coffee or breakfast for everyone, partly because he still felt guilty.
And maybe he could deliver it for Kibum, he thought. If there's no his guard dog (read : Jonghyun).
Jinki sighed at that thought before finally got out from his room and walking toward the kitchen that was connected with the living room.
He raised his eyebrows as he thought he could hear some faint laughters coming from the direction of his destination.
"Jjong-ah seriously..."
Kibum ? Jinki frowned as he opted to halt his step, hiding behind the wall.
"Just sit there and I'll bring you your coffee.."
Was he still in pain ? Jinki asked to himself as he peeked inside, clenching his fist as he saw Kibum seemed paler than usual, dressed in his loose shirt and shorts uniform.
Jinki sighed as he felt the need. He really wanted to come out and see Kibum. Asking him if he's already feeling better. But he needed no more bite for now, Jinki thought about his half-healed wounded face.
"I can walk already, Jjong. It's not like I'm having a broken bones. It's just a stitch."
"Then the stitch will open up if you walk too much."
"No way."
"If you walk here, I'll kiss you."
"I don't care. I want to w..."
Jinki raised his eyebrows, chuckled sarcastically to himself as he was thinking why did he even bother. When Kibum already had someone that cared for him. Too much.
He needed no one else. No him.
With that, Jinki walked back to his room to mourn.
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Jinki_Lee : Why am i still laughing whnvr i see ur nick ? :))
Minhothecoolestfrog : Not funny, hyung. U'r d culprit.
Jinki_Lee : Ur fault letting me making u messenger acc
Minhothecoolestfrog : Whtvr
Minhothecoolestfrog : How's thing going ?
Jinki_Lee : Not as evil as u
Minhothecoolestfrog is typing..
Jinki tried to hold back his smile, teasing the tall guy was always amusing.
Minhothecoolestfrog : =_=" srsly
Jinki_Lee : I just let my partner got shot in his leg
Minhothecoolestfrog : cool !
Jinki_Lee : what ?! cool ?
Jinki_Lee : i'm feeling guilty
Minhothecoolestfrog : ?!!!!
Jinki_Lee : ???!!!!!
Minhothecoolestfrog : ???????!!!!!!
Jinki_Lee : ?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Minhothecoolestfrog : ????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jinki_Lee : Stop, froggy. This is stupid..
Minhothecoolestfrog : well u shdnt be, hyung
Jinki_Lee : shdnt what ?
Minhothecoolestfrog : feelin guilty
Jinki_Lee : its nothing i cud help..
Minhothecoolestfrog : i know... it's hard, isn't it ? living there ?
Minhothecoolestfrog : hold on, hyung..
Jinki_Lee : i am..
Minhothecoolestfrog : we miss u here..
Minhothecoolestfrog : Taemin and her majesty were the worst..
Jinki_Lee : tell them i miss them too.. cant go home for now
Minhothecoolestfrog : ok, hyung.
Minhothecoolestfrog : anw, sorry hyung.. gtg..
Jinki_Lee : ok bye..
Minhothecoolestfrog : take care, hyung..
Jinki_Lee : u too..
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Jinki was feeling a little better after his little chat with Minho -and after deleting the history from the laptop-, That he finally decided to get out from his cave in the evening.
Be damn, Kibum. He still had another friend -or more likely, frenemy- around, didn't he ?
And he hadn't seen them around since the incident.
He took a deep breath as he walked toward the living room, where he could hear the usual noises came from.
But in the middle of bickering, Jinki frowned, did he hear it right ? That there's a little debate happening.
"Seriously, Joon. Don't close your eyes. We could all see it."
"I don't see anything, Taey.."
"Jonghyun's right. Come on."
"Jiyong is too biased toward him."
"I don't think so."
"And you too. Ha."
Jinki frowned because he partly wasn't sure of what they were talking about, but then, when he decided to step inside the room and found that the boys' chat fell silent as he showed up, he was no stupid to realize that they were talking about him.
They glanced to each other as if sending secret messages through it. And for the first time Jinki felt uncomfortable among them.
Gulping, Jinki finally decided not to join the boys, tho he didn't entirely back out. He cleared his throat and walked approaching the kitchen, thinking just to take a glass of water then get back to his room or something.
It was when he was ready to go back to his room that someone finally called him. "Hey, Onew !"
"Yeah ?" Jinki turned back half-heartedly, raising his eyebrows.
"What exactly happened at the gala ?"
"Well..." Jinki frowned and just told what really happened before waiting for them to judge him in eerie silence.
"You didn't join the other to steal the goods ?" someone voiced out with unbelieving tone.
"Excuse me ?" Jinki raised his eyebrows at the question.
"He's asking why didn't you just steal the goods in the chaos.. Then we could avoid the boss' rage."
"Key.. got shot." Jinki simply answered.
"And ?" someone raised his eyebrows back "I thought he could bear the pain for a while. He's not a child."
"Yeah. The goods was more important."
Jinki opened his mouth to say something but he closed it again, couldn't think of the right thing to say.
Didn't they have a heart ? Their partner got shot and they thought an inanimate object was more important ?
Criminal sure had another way of thinking, Jinki thought sourly, chuckling sarcastically inside his head. They didn't even know how hard it was for him to bring Kibum home and getting a series of punch on his face rightafter.
Whatever. He thought and decided to turn back to the direction of his bedroom.
But then Kibum appeared out of nowhere in the mouth of the doorway. He was laughing with Jonghyun before he realized there was Jinki in front of his nose and when he did, his laughter died.
Jinki clenched the glass on his hand when Kibum looked away, while Jonghyun sent him a warning glare which he ignored.
"Hey, Key." the boys behind him called.
And from his peripheral vision, Jinki could see Kibum was looking up, asking "Yeah ?"
"What do you think more important ? Your wound or the goods the boss wanted ?"
Kibum narrowed his eyes for a bit before answering "The.. goods ?"
"Of course right !"
"That's what I said !"
"You're actually okay that night, right ?"
"Yeah.." Kibum said, frowning a little because he still couldn't grasp the question's intention "Yeah.. I think.."
Jinki was eye-ing Kibum -who was still looking to the front- in disbelief. He's okay that night ?! What the hell ?! He thought angrily.
Right then. Jinki tightened his jaw. Let just say he was the only idiot who panicked over a mere bloody leg and a superhuman who actually didn't need a help.
Ha. He shouldn't even bother. Shouldn't even bother to take the punch or waste his time worrying over that guy.
Fuck it.
Jinki cursed inside his head before he walked passing Kibum, bumping his shoulder with Jonghyun on the way.
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