Junhan pulls Namjoon down until they are both lying on the bed filled with cushions and other fabrics to make it cushioned. Namjoon feels something pressed against his back. Something dense and strong enough to be annoying. Among the jumble of thoughts inside his head, deep inside him, that dull flame turned to ashes has a sudden spark.
One born of the knowledge that he has a hidden weapon. As if they were two rocks colliding and thanks to that, ignite again that inside him. Junhan reaches between Namjoon's legs and rubs between them. Breaking apart, Namjoon coughs and almost vomits, looking straight into Junhan's face.
Seeing Junghwa's face, warped into Junhan's. The way his mind works in that small second is beyond explanation. Just nerve impulses moving his body to satisfy that one desire inside his brain, that desire that has been fermenting for years and is finally able to emerge: I want to kill him.
I want to kill him.
I want to be the one who kills him.
The one who sees it cease to exist.
May it disappear as it tried to make me disappear.
Disappear.
Die.
DIE.
DIE.
Namjoon takes the knife in one motion and plunges it into Junhan's collarbone, the Alpha gives a choked groan, not understanding where the wound is coming from or how it is possible, the guttural, animalistic growl that formed in his throat cannot come out complete, interrupted by the blade passing under his jaw, through his tongue, palate and into his head. The bodily impulses are very strong, not so planned.
Squeezing Namjoon underneath him, a sort of primitive attempt to defend himself. Fighting before he dies. There is no kind of effect to it. Namjoon uses his legs to do a half-lock so, turning him on the bed, Namjoon pulls out the knife and plunges it again, this time into his forehead, giving a scream without realizing it. "DIE".
Namjoon takes the knife with both hands, furious and hysterical to more he buries it in the hard and watery skull at the same time. Jungkook comes out from his hiding place and stops a few steps away from Namjoon, seeing that he insists on the same thing. He punches so hard that he deforms Junhan's skull and body more and more.
His neck, collarbone and face are practically non-existent. They are just a mixture of flesh, bone and skin. Namjoon cuts himself because of the broken bones. He is not able to see who he is brutalizing. Namjoon doesn't care either. Why should he? He knows that this person hurt him and that is the only thing floating in his thoughts.
That he must kill him.
That he must finish him.
That the more he destroys it, the more similar it will be to what this entity did to him.
And he succeeds.
He finally gets that inner rage satiated with what he has needed so badly.
His teeth clenched, brow furrowed and breath hitching even as he stands still and gives one last scream, plunging the spent knife into the heart, twisting it and with it, considering that he can indeed leave it for dead. He inhales and exhales, the heat making it impossible to regain the lost air. Jungkook grabs him by the shoulder, Namjoon turns sharply, restless and with the knife in his hand. He makes a small cut on his hand.
"It's me." says Jungkook with his hands raised. Namjoon inhales and exhales steadily, pushes his hair away from his face with a nervous movement and swallows anxiously.
"You... You're real right?" asks Jungkook nods. What a strange and even spontaneous question. "That... that's dead Right?" he points towards Junhan and Jungkook nods. He doubts they can regenerate his entire skull. "It was... It was Junghwa right? I-it was-..."
Jungkook stifles a confused expression Junghwa? That's what Namjoon was seeing? He thought his anger towards Junhan was stronger. He guesses that further explains the shocked and panicked expression when he stopped smiling. He opens and closes his mouth, not knowing what to say. Namjoon keeps describing him, wanting to be sure that he is indeed what he thought he was.
Not that he killed someone by accident in his hysterical fit.
"Yes. It was Junghwa... Remember the Alphas?" Namjoon nods, still nervous. "Well, we have to go find the others. We have to help them get rid of them. Since Junghwa isn't going to bother anymore, we can take care of the rest."
Namjoon repeats the gesture. Jungkook finds no sense in telling him that he is Junhan and not Junghwa. If it makes him feel better now, let him stay that way. Eventually he'll figure it out, but not now with the heat making him sweat between every little neuron in that head.
He takes the remains of Junghwa and starts rubbing it on Namjoon's face as well as his clothes. When he finishes he grabs him by the cheeks.
"Follow me closely and don't... open... your mouth."
Namjoon nods anxiously and merely follows Jungkook, running after him down the tunnel until the bomb explodes. Jungkook threw a dynamite down the opposite tunnel, so everyone will go see what it's all about. They hide in a small space that is empty. No one inside, not even light.
"Why are there so many inside today?" Jungkook asks quietly. He's sure it's time for them to hunt.
"They hunted enough yesterday. At least that's what I heard them say." replies Namjoon. Jungkook furrows his brow, turning to look at him.
"What do you mean by that, hunted enough for what?"
"I don't know. I think they have the instincts of dogs and know a storm is coming or something" Namjoon scratches under his chin, but rubs the putrid blood away so as not to leave anything uncovered. Not even the slightest bit. "Especially with the Jimin issue."
"Jimin's issue? Talk without leaving things half-finished. I don't know how long I've been out of this shitty place." complains Jungkook. With the impression that Namjoon does it on purpose to leave him intrigued. Namjoon opens and closes his mouth before stammering:
"They said he's on hold for a Hajun puppy."
Jungkook feels his legs give out on him for a moment Is he serious? That could be the weird thing he saw yesterday. They lasted less time outside, they went far, far away than usual. Hajun was too worried about going home fast, not waiting for anyone even though in theory, he did. Everyone goes in and out together if they are not dying.
He wasn't dying, he was walking at the same pace as everyone else. There was only a hurry. There was only urgency to return to be with that vulnerable entity.
"Jimin... he doesn't have a uterus, that was taken from him... from all of you." Jungkook contradicts and Namjoon rolls his eyes.
"I know, but I don't think they got confused. If you say it smells like it, it must be. Besides, anything soft regenerates. Maybe I do pass."
"What about you? From the others."
"Nothing weird happened and Junghwa doesn't have any hound nose." replies Namjoon instantly.
Jungkook inhales deeply, moves his jaw and by inertia hits what sticks his head in the hole. He notices that it wasn't even an Alpha, but a woman who curious about the sound, peeked out. He pulls out the knife and pulls the body, tossing it in carelessly and annoyingly. He wipes the knife with the clothes she has and leaves the cave without a word.
Despite the risk it may mean, he attacks anything that approaches. Unprepared and without expecting a stab in the forehead. So interspersed and far away that they don't even have time to notice the path of corpses. Namjoon is silent and just like Jungkook at the time....
He considers that it is time to let the pressure out. Murdering those who are here is the only escape valve they have.
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Sempiternal: • Savages • || BOOK 6#
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