↱KISS YOU TOO↲ ⇾hyunlix⇽

Exception

"You are both going to be the death of me."

Minho had let the two of them in without a second glance, ushering the bleeding vamp and hunter inside as he shut the door, icy eyes giving Felix a once-over as the other rushed over to Hyunjin, who was whining with the strain of Felix half-carrying, half-dragging him here.

"It appears that I was wrong to assume that you two would have a peaceful talk," Minho mutters, opening a small briefcase to display very sharp instruments laid out neatly inside. "Give me the scissors, Felix."

"Look, I didn't even plan this out," Felix huffs, handing over a pair of small, wood-handled scissors to the older vampire. "I was going to just see how he was doing and leave. Possibly even just hand the assignment back to Chan, for all that I care."

"You say that, and yet here you are: scratches down your arms and silver in your dear Jinnie's shoulder," Minho hums, looking past Felix's scowl as Hyunjin winced again, the older cutting away the fabric that the hunter had pushed aside earlier.

"How did you even let him hit you?"

It took Felix a second to realize that Minho was addressing Hyunjin now, the dark-haired vampire also pretty out of it as Felix watched their brows furrow, grey eyes questioning.

Minho repeated their question, and Hyunjin seemed to get it, head falling back onto the dusty couch Felix had set him on.

"It was..." Hyunjin wheezed as Minho pulled the wound apart slightly, examining the flecks of silver dust and shrapnel. "You could call it— ah, fuck! —you c-could call it a leap in faith, I think."

Minho raised an eyebrow at that. "So you trusted him, the hunter?"

Hyunjin's lips parted, then closed, then parted again, a keening noise making its way out of his bloodied mouth as Minho slipped tweezers into the wound, probing the ruined flesh.

"There wasn't... another way out," Hyunjin wheezed, Minho making a small triumphant noise as they pulled a shiny fleck of metal out, Felix opening his hand to catch it as Minho's tweezers returned. "We were talking, then— shit , Minho—we were talking, and then Felix's team came looking for him."

At this, Minho's eyes snapped to the hunter, hands perfectly still as if the vampire had been a statue, with only their lips betraying the illusion. "You sent your team after Hyunjin?"

"No! Oh fuck no, Minho, it's not what you think," Felix breathed, throwing away the scrap metal. "I didn't— ah fuck, this is gonna sound bad no matter how I explain it— but I had my tracker on and I think they noticed I had been in one place for far too long? Changbin came with a Hound and they were worried since the Hound smelled animal blood on me and thought I was in trouble."

Minho kept staring at Felix, eyes quick and cold as they scanned down the hunter's face, his body posture, until Hyunjin tugged at their hand weakly and begged them to hurry up.

"This isn't over, hunter. I don't give out locations for you to hurt them," the older growled, low in their throat as the tweezers were put back. "I take it that you weren't able to visit the bank?"

"Closed," Felix nods to Hyunjin, who nodded as well. "I kind of ruined Hyunjin's meal by butting in too; the cup scabbed over."

Minho hums, "I'll bring something over, then. Stay still."

The oldest leaves, and it's just the two of them again.

Alone, in the main room, the only sounds echoing in the empty manor being their breathing, and Felix looks back at Hyunjin again, who had their eyes open, chest moving up and down.