virus | skz

-fourteen-

My body jolts forward as I come to, coughing up blood. My body shakes weakly as someone rushes to my side. They wrap their arms around me tightly and smooth my hair down.

"Binnie. It's okay, Binnie. Channie's here. Channie's here, Binnie." Chan sobs as he holds me close to his chest. He rocks back and forth with me.

My eyes slowly flutter open to see HyunJin kneeling down in front of me. He delicately takes my face in his hands and wipes the corners of my mouth. A forced smile crosses his face as Chan's cries draw in attention from every direction.

"How ya feeling, Binnie? Hm?" HyunJin questions as he presses the back of his hand to my forehead.

I blink rapidly in disbelief. It's back. Well partially. I can see the faint pink tint on HyunJin's cheeks and the chocolate color of his beautiful eyes. Weakly, I reach out to trail my fingers over his skin as if he couldn't be real. It has to be my mind playing games on me again. Did it not work? Did killing myself in that brutal battle with myself not get me out?

They shouldn't be here. If it was real, I'd be alone. There's no way MinHo would've let them leave the safety of the walls. Not with Chan being so fragile.

My fingers graze over HyunJin's warm skin as Chan's arms tighten around me. I want to pry him off of me. I want to run as far away from them as my legs can carry me, but I can't. I can't feel my legs. It's almost as if they aren't there anymore.

The hunger is back. Stronger than ever. HyunJin's throat. His thick biceps. Every inch of him seems like a five course meal. It takes everything in me to not use the little bit of energy I have to lunge for him.

"Channie, we can't take him home unless we know he's in control. Hell—we shouldn't take him home at all." HyunJin sighs as he falls down on the cold ground.

"Leave me here then. Tell Min I ran away. That you tried to find me but couldn't. I won't leave him." Chan insists through sniffles. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and breathes me in.

"Go. Away." The words come out aggressive and quiet. I was hoping to sound far more intimidating, but I just can't.

"I'm not leaving you again." Chan tightens his hold on me.

"I'll hurt some—" My body lurches forward again and I cough up even more blood. I feel even weaker than before. So weak, I can barely hold my own head up.

"Chan—you need to lay him on his side. It's too much for him to be sitting up. I'll call MinHo." HyunJin insists as he fights against Chan's grasp to lay me down on my side. To ease Chan's panic, he guides my head to Chan's lap.

"Make sure if he coughs up blood again, he doesn't choke. I'll call Min and see what he says." HyunJin gets to his feet and pulls out the satellite phone.

"MinHo. Goddammit it, MinHo. Answer." HyunJin grumbles lowly to himself as he paces back and forth.

"What's wrong?" SeungMin's voice comes through. From where I am, I can just barely make it out.

"Where's MinHo?" HyunJin relaxes a bit once the phone is answered, but not completely. It's not who he was hoping for.

"He had something he had to go do, so he left the phone with me. Do you need him? Is Chan okay?" SeungMin begins to worry as HyunJin's urgency gets to him.

"I need him. Now. Bin doesn't look good." HyunJin glances back at me and frowns.

I place my hand on Chan's thigh next to my face, wanting to feel more of him while I have the chance. Part of me hopes MinHo tells them to leave. To just abandon me and go. I can't go home anymore. I'm so hungry.