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Jay-hyung bursts into the room just as the final drops of blood fall on my stomach

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Jay-hyung bursts into the room just as the final drops of blood fall on my stomach.

"What the..." he says as he takes in the scene. It must be a sight.

"I'm okay, hyung," Jungwon tells him, but his breathing is a little ragged. "What happened?"

"We're getting out," he says, not taking his eyes off me.

"Do the others know?" I ignore the look he gives me and ask.

"I'm getting to that. Just get the essentials and meet them downstairs. There's something I need to take care of."

"Care to share with the class?"

"You've got some blood on your chin," he comments before turning around.

I wipe a hand under my face. My body feels healed, or healing. The fangs grew back almost instantly when I bit Jungwon. I look at him now. He looks dizzy and tired, but gives me a smile. I think I may need to carry him out. It doesn't matter, I'm grateful to him. I won't be bitter again and push my brothers away. I need them, perhaps more than they need me. He has proven that.

"Come on," I tell my dongsaeng. "Let's go meet the others."

"Sunghoon

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"Sunghoon..."

"Sunghoon...!"

"Hoon-ie!"

I gasp and sit up. What happened? When did I fall asleep? There's a strong smell coming from somewhere. Everything is dark and I have a hard time telling where I am. I think I was waiting for someone, something. There are hands holding my shoulders. After adjusting my eyes to the dark I notice Heeseung-hyung before me.

"Hyung..." I tell him weakly. I'm so tired. I'm so thirsty. I just want to rest.

"Don't die on me, Sunghoon," he says and lifts something. A rabbit. His hands move over it and suddenly the smell is sharper than before.

"Drink this," he says.

He pushes the animal into my face and my nostrils flare.

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