White Noise - Part 19
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Everything was quiet, after those last exchanged words.
Onew went to "take care of things" in the bloodied room of bodies, and Minho had no intentions of going back in there, even if he didn't want to be alone, so he simply sat on the bed that he and Onew decided they would sleep on - a large, clean bed in the only bedroom that wasn't bloody, presumably the bed that Jonghyun and Key usually slept in.
Minho was shaken. He stared wide eyed at a chestnut chest of drawers, and wondered how many knives or weapons were concealed inside of it - wondered how many of them had been used to kill how many people.
Key had been alive for decades, Onew had said. That meant decades worth of people dead by his hand.
The simple fact was, Onew was probably evil. He hated that. He hated what Onew had done to him, sucked him into, and he hated what Onew was. What he hated the most was that he didn't really hate Onew. Or he did hate him, but he couldn't tell, because his mind was clouded by this stupid bond.
Yet...... if he thought about it, apart from what he was.. what he was involved in..... Onew was good to him. Onew would do anything for him, absolutely anything. Even if that was due to some "love spell", could it be seen as a bad thing? Having someone who he could trust to always protect him... felt very important. Especially in the world he was stuck in.
Minho shook his head, closing his eyes. Yet he wouldn't be stuck in this world if it wasn't for Onew. Onew was to blame for all of his problems, and Onew...
As much as he blamed Onew, and apparently hated him, he thought about it. Their bond, had it really almost been broken?
Minho bit his lip, hating that more than he cared to admit to himself. It seemed like his mind would never rest, with all of these complications. Maybe he'd just go insane.
Maybe he'd be murdered before he was given the chance.
He shuddered, and didn't realize he'd started crying.
Onew walked in the room like he was on a mission, shutting the door behind him and walking straight to the bed. He was dressed in either Key or Jonghyun's clothes, gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt, and his hair was still damp. Even after being in the bloody room around dead bodies, he smelled clean. Minho closed his mouth tightly, trying to hold in any sobs, as Onew sat down next to him, putting an arm around him.
"You're fine now." he said.
"Am I?" Minho asked, trembling. "I don't think I'll ever be."
Onew kissed Minho's cheek, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against his human's temple. "You are. And you will be."
"I should have stayed away from you." Minho said, "The bond could be broken, right?"
"You saved me." Onew said softly.
"Do you deserve to be saved?"
"I've probably killed humans who were very like you," Onew said, "And liked doing it."
Minho clenched his teeth and pulled away from Onew, wiping his arm over his tear stained cheeks. "God, Onew, don't.."
"I won't lie to you because I can't lie to you." Onew frowned, "Besides, you know it already anyway. I am a monster. That won't change. But Minho, you can see beyond what I am.. it just depends on whether or not you'll look."
"You're arrogant and stubborn." Minho said, "Inconsiderate, and cold, and rude..."
Onew scowled.
Minho wiped more tears before he continued, "There are things I like about you. When you... kissed me... I thought that I... probably liked you..." he had to pause between words, having a difficult time saying them, but feeling they needed to be said. "Even though you're a man, I liked you." Minho laughed a little at himself, but it lacked actual humor. "I like when you smile, even though you don't do it enough.." Minho looked over at Onew, and paused.
The vampire was crying, tears rolling and his mouth set in a line. He glanced when Minho didn't keep speaking and rolled his eyes, "I hate what you do to me too, you know." he said. "I feel guilty about things I shouldn't, because you get sad over them. You're naive. You're fragile. You're broody." Onew shut his eyes, shaking his head. "You're just a boy, and I'm crying because of you."
"You don't have to be so ashamed." Minho told Onew.
"Well you don't have to stare either." Onew said, opening his eyes and wrinkling his nose.
"Heh..."
Onew instantly grinned, even with his tears. "You laughed." he said.
"That was kind of funny." Minho said. "Sorry. For staring." he reached over, wiping a thumb over Onew's wet cheek.
Onew smirked, looking to Minho. "You admit it?"
Minho nodded, "It's fascinating. Seeing you cry like that."
Upon those words, Onew quickly wiped his hands over his eyes, and the tears were gone. "There. It's over. Hope you enjoyed it."
Minho wiped over his own tears and grinned at Onew, "I did."
Onew reached over, putting his hand over Minho's on top of the mattress. "Thank you." he said, "For saving me."
"I couldn't have without them, you know. The hunters. Taemin." Minho said.
"And they wouldn't have without you." Onew looked at Minho, leaning closer. "So, thank you."
Minho looked at Onew, knowing what he wanted. He wanted a kiss. Minho was still conflicted about whether or not to give him one when Onew took one anyway, pressing his lips lightly over the human's.
Minho quickly pulled back, frowning. "You can't just do that."
"But you do like it." Onew said softly, "So why not?"
"You're not my boyfriend or anything." Minho said, shaking his head. "So we can't just.."
"I'm your bonded. Don't you think that's a little bit stronger than your boyfriend? Don't forget what I said. You're mine, remember?"
"And you're mine." Minho responded in almost a whisper, but then he spoke with his full voice. "Still, I never agreed to anything like.. just because of... I don't know if I want to..."
Onew's smile grew as he watched Minho become more and more red faced. Finally, he laughed out loud, interrupting the stammering. "You don't have to be so ashamed." he said with a grin.
Minho frowned, half-heartedly glaring at the vampire.
Onew took hold of his shoulders, pushing him down onto the bed and crawling over him. Then he kissed him, deeply, until long after tension melted away and Minho had gathered the courage to put his arms around Onew.
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