White Noise - Part 36
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Taemin couldn't think, because nothing was making any sense. He couldn't see, because if he opened his eyes, those two would be there, misleadingly beautiful as they tangled together. They pulled on him and spoke to him, but he refused to hear it or feel it. He just shook and quietly mumbled some song without knowing what it was or why he was singing it.
Still, he couldn't escape the laughing. The horrible laughing that he accompanied with pain, that shouldn't even be called a laugh because laughter is supposed to be something pleasant and this was in every way the opposite.
He shook and screamed when something wet dripped onto his face, and when he opened his eyes to see what it was, he screamed even louder to realize it was red - it was blood, he just knew it was blood. He flailed and shook, not understanding that he couldn't move because Jonghyun was holding onto him.
Then his eyes closed again and he started mumbling that 'some song', and blood kept pouring onto him, joined by hands smearing it all over his skin. He tried leaning out of the touch, but it followed him. He could feel the tape ripped off of his wrists - which hurt not only because he wouldn't be surprised if it took some of his skin with it, but because his fingers moved together and hurt like hell.
When he felt his shirt rip off, that's when his eyes snapped open the second time. Key leaned into him, still too beautiful to be so evil, hands spreading blood down his chest and abdomen - why?
"What-what are you doing to me?!"
"Jong, seriously. Tape." Key said.
Someone moved behind Taemin and he fell backwards - he didn't even know that he'd been sitting up. The room was a blur now, even if he'd tried looking at it, but his eyes quickly closed again when Key leaned down to lick up blood from his face. He sobbed and trembled under Key's tongue, whining a long high pitched whine. He tried to pull himself together, but his emotions were so scrambled that it seemed impossible. Instead, he started singing 'some song'.
Until tape covered his mouth. Then he hummed it.
Two of them were on the bed again, but he refused to think of it, or maybe it was that his mind just couldn't handle it. He couldn't help feeling them though. They licked and sucked on him so hard that it was painful, then he'd hear them licking and sucking on each other which was almost worse, until finally they shoved him aside and he was dangerously close to the edge of the bed, but he would have loved to rolled off if he could just find the energy to move. The further away, the better. He heard their moans like hammering onto his brain, and the bed shook as a constant reminder of what they were doing behind him, never letting him just slip into sweet unconsciousness, and in that moment, Taemin realized he wanted to die.
He wasn't a vampire hunter - he was more like a burden on the others. He wasn't a normal kid - he never had been. His own mother wouldn't miss him if he died now.
Before he could start thinking of ways to kill himself or simply get the vampires to do it for him, his mind was scattered again, whirling around like it was in some language he didn't understand. He was going insane - he was insane.
Jonghyun grabbed Taemin's arm and pulled him to the center of the bed. "Is he having a seizure or something?" he asked, blinking.
Key stood up next to the bed, buttoning a pair of black pants. "Maybe." he said, laughed a little, and then added, "It'd be more fun if he wasn't so easy to break."
"Yeah." Jonghyun said pouting, trying to hold the crazily shaking Taemin still. "Is he gonna be worth the same like this?"
"He's still pretty. That helps enough. He's damn lucky I'm not taking out his eye. Yet."
Jonghyun shrugged and let go of Taemin, who's shaking seemed to lessen then, and got off the bed to grab up his own jeans. "You have to go to The Council?"
"Yeah." Key answered, "I need to eat something real before I go. Want to come?"
"Nope. Are you taking him yet?"
"On the off chance that they don't give him back to me, I'm gonna have my fun before I give him back, thanks."
"I don't know how much more he can take." Jonghyun said, and after he buttoned his jeans, he leaned over the bed and ripped tape from Taemin's mouth. The human stopped shaking to scream, and Jonghyun shrugged. "Well if hitting him snaps him out of it, guess we're covered...." he started laughing, adding, "He's like an old broken TV..."
"You're such a dork." Key mumbled bitterly, pulling a leopard print jacket over the t-shirt he'd put on. "Take care of him while I'm gone."
"You've got blood all over you, you know."
"It's okay, there's just gonna be more soon."
Jonghyun sighed, "You don't act like yourself lately."
"The Council takes a lot of out a person." Key replied stiffly, and then stepped to the doorway, and froze. "Someone just came in the front door."
"Hunters maybe?"
"Onew maybe."
***
There was a bucket of water in the living room floor that Onew was positive he hadn't left there. He scowled and rushed to check the bedroom Key should have been locked in, and of course it was empty. A bar had been pulled off the headboard. Onew raised a brow, supposing that Key was walking around with his hand cuffed to a piece of headboard. He wouldn't have gone far like that, right?
He stopped and listened. There was a heartbeat. A frantic, horrified, heartbeat. So, he supposed, Key was well enough to get a snack. If Key had got out, Jonghyun had probably helped, he thought. Maybe either of them were here - maybe both of them.
He thought that over.. he could probably take them both, especially if he had the advantage of surprise, and anyway, he needed Key right now.
He walked along the hall til he reached their bedroom door. He felt defeated, standing in front of it. The last night Minho had spent together was inside of that bedroom. He should have made him had sex with him then, he thought. Then he wouldn't have a virginity to lose while he belonged to Siwon. Onew scowled at the idea of it.
Trying to push his emotions back, Onew listened carefully inside of the room. A heartbeat, and whimpering...
He barged in, and was surprised that the first thing he saw was Taemin, shirtless and bloody and covered with hickeys on the bed.
"Hi~." Jonghyun sat on the bed, waving casually at him.
Key stood next to the door, which he shut behind Onew. "Come to torture me some more?"
Onew looked at Key, "How did you get free?"
"I broke the headboard. It wasn't really hard, you know." Jonghyun said.
Onew checked Key's wrists, "I couldn't get that chain off without a key..."
"Yes, well, insert name pun here." Key said, rolling his eyes, and then he smiled. "Disappointed? Since we were starting to have so much fun together, you and I.."
"How did you get him?" Onew asked, looking to Taemin.
"What.. was it supposed to be hard?" Jonghyun asked.
Taemin slowly opened his eyes, and met Onew's. Onew could hear his heartbeat calming. Apparently, Jonghyun and Key could too, because they both looked at him.
"Oh, yeah." Key said, "You're not taking him."
"You can have him." Onew said.
Taemin's heartbeat picked right up again.
".. Pardon?" Key asked.
"You know I can take him if I want to. I can humiliate you right here and drag him out no problem, but I'll make a deal with you instead."
"You're so not in a deal making position." Key said, clearly offended by Onew's nerve.
"Try to fight me then." Onew growled at him. Jonghyun and Key stayed still, though Jonghyun did toss Onew a glare.
"What do you want?" Key asked, "Out of pure curiousity."
"Help me get Minho back. Without Minho, I don't have a weakness for you to exploit anyway. It's good for both of us."
"Yet you obviously still care about him, and he obviously still cares about you, so... how is it not a weakness again?"
"You can't use it." Onew said, raising a brow. "Not while Siwon and Heechul have him."
"And I want to get on their bad side." Key said sarcastically, "Heechul is going to be a member of The Council, if you don't remember. That kind of benefits me, by the way."
"The Council will respect you more if you're not such a little suck up." Onew urged, and then added, "Besides, you don't have to let anyone know you're helping me. Just find me a time where I can get Minho alone."
"Fine." Key said.
"Fine?" Jonghyun asked.
"It's for the greater good and all~." Key said, "Besides, I like the idea of you leaving poor Lee Taemin here with us."
Onew tried not to show his aggravation, and just said, "It needs to happen tonight."
"Done." Key said. "But no one knows about this. Ever."
"You think I'd admit to needing your help?" Onew asked, walking out of the room with Key.
Jonghyun's teeth clenched, and he got up to shut the door behind them, not wanting to hear any more of it. He turned to Taemin, got on the bed with him, and ripped the tape from his mouth.
Taemin barely flinched. He just opened his eyes, looking at Jonghyun, and said, "You can kill me now... please kill me."
Jonghyun's eyes narrowed, "You really have to be the most easily broken human ever, I swear..."
"I just want to die," Taemin whined, "Even Noodle.. Even Onew..."
"Abandoned you?" Jonghyun asked, softening. "Yeah. I've been there.."
Taemin closed his eyes and sobbed, and Jonghyun laid next to him, holding him close.
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