His Sweet Taste || Seungjin

98.🌷

Soobin smirked, before running up to Minho slamming him against the dirty wall whilst wrapping his hands around his neck. "How does it feel to be at a disadvantage eyepatch?"

Minho chuckled, "I don't know what you mean." He said before pushing Soobin off of himself, moments before he smashed his fist against Soobins face making him fall onto the floor. Soobin quickly got up, gripping onto Minhos arms before colliding their heads together making Minho jolt backwards. The fight got worse from there, Minho grabbed Soobins arm twisting it as Soobin gripped onto Minhos shirt. As Minho attempted to break Soobins arm Soobins grip on Minho tightened before he grabbed Minho and threw him against the wall on their left. Minho coughed as the dust lingered in the air from the strong contact. Minho felt his back hurting more than ever, he couldn't bring himself to get up from the position he was in. Minho desperately tried getting up, limping towards the glass he spotted on the floor. That's when he heard Soobin laughing.

"It hurts doesn't it? To get slammed against the wall with full strength of someone's arms. Bet you weren't expecting to feel it on your own skin."

"You're one filthy man." - spat out Minho

"And you're just someone who fights his own self to protect others. Aren't you pathetic? Hiding yourself underneath your own skin so that people don't know what you've actually been through. I know it all Lee Minho."

"What would you know, someone who had everything ever since he was a kid?"

Minhos comeback made Soobin furious, Soobin grabbed a hold of his violin and smashed it against Minhos head. Minho began to bleed and whimpered in pain. He never felt this amount of pain in his entire life. He put his hand over the wound on his head as he struggled to do anything else. His head was spinning and all he could focus on was his breathing.

"That's the final part of my payback. Tell me how does it feel? I'm surprised you're not knocked out yet. Perhaps, I could have some more fun with you."

"You fucker, I never slammed anything against your head!"

Soobin kicked Minho with his foot, "Was this what you implied? You wanted me to hit you like you hit me, where's the fun in that? We both know that the world is not fair Minho."

Minho coughed out blood, he was feeling weaker and weaker by each second. He could feel himself losing a lot of blood and his consciousness slowly, even so he fought his own body and didn't allow it to shut down just yet. He had to win, for himself, the gang and Jisung whom he promised he'd come back to. He tried his best, he really did but his body wouldn't listen. Minho desperately tried to get up but he couldn't. Every inch of his body hurt, how could he lose like this?

"Look at you, all weak. You know, I could just leave you to die here. All on your own, or I could have more fun with you." - said Soobin kneeling down next to Minho

"Tell me, has she touched you like this?" - he asked

Minhos eyes widened, no this couldn't be happening again.

"Stop it."

"Or what?"

"I said stop it!" - Minho yelled as he moved himself away from Soobin

"You still have some strength left huh..."

Inside another room...

"So you're telling me that Soobin is planning to kill Minho and that Kai is planning on doing the same with Felix?"

"I'm afraid so." - Beomgyu frowned

"Beomgyu, where are Soobin and Minho?"

"I said stop it!"