Crime, Betrayal, and Love (A Seventeen Street Racing AU)

XI | New Events

"Changkyun!" I gasp.

Changkyun was sitting against the wall, his face all bloody and he seems unconscious.

I rush over to him, dropping down to try and wake him up.

"Oh come on," I mumble, shaking Changkyun's shoulder. After a few seconds his eyes slowly open and he quietly groans in pain.

I stand up and unlock the door to my apartment before helping Changkyun stand up and walk him inside. Walking over to the couch, I help Changkyun sit down and then run to the bathroom to find anything that could be useful.

Grabbing a thing of bandages, a wet cloth, and rubbing alcohol, I make my way back out to Changkyun, who was now getting blood on the couch. However, that wasn't really important right now.

"What the hell happened?" I ask, trying not to sound too on edge, as I clean the blood off Changkyun's face so I can see where the wound was.

Once I'm done cleaning his face, I see jagged, deep red, gash going across the left side of his forehead. I involuntarily grimace at the sight. Thankfully by now, it had stopped bleeding.

I wasn't the best when it came to cleaning wounds, I could only do basics and try stuff everyone did in shows.

"Changkyun?" I say again, realizing he never answered my question.

He takes a ragged breath, "Just clean this one." He lightly gestures to his forehead, "And help me bandage this." He pulls his second hand to reveal a deep, bloody, stab wound in his stomach.

"Oh shit," I gasp. In no way was I prepared to help Changkyun like this. He was looking paler and I'm getting worried.

"Why couldn't he get someone who would actually be helpful?"

"Can you tell me what happened?" I ask again, dying to know what the hell he was doing for this to happen.

"I got stabbed."

"No shit Changkyun!"

I decide to do the more serious wound first, especially by now his forehead was closed up, so I could easily clean that later.

Taking the rubbing alcohol and a rag, I start to gently dab at the wound. Once the alcohol touches Changkyun's injury, he lightly scowls.

"Sorry," I mumble.

I carefully finish cleaning around the wound and then grab the bandages. Changkyun lifts his shirt up just above the stab and I start to apply the bandage.

"Does that feel okay?" I ask once I wrap the bandage around him.

Changkyun simply nods his head. "It's fine," he whispers.

"Are you able to get back home after this?" I ask once I move to the gash on his forehead.

I was really hoping that I could get through this without having to explain why I wasn't home, and if he couldn't get home, there was no way I would be able to avoid the question, especially with Jisoo gone as well.

"Yeah, a friend will pick me up."

Nodding, I roll the unused bandages up and grab the alcohol, "Give me a sec," I say, going to the bathroom to put away some of the supplies and then run a rag under warm water for Changkyun's forehead.

By now, it was already past four a.m., and even though the adrenaline from helping Changkyun, I was growing incredibly tired.

"Why weren't you at home," Changkyun asks weakly as I walk back into the room.