A Dying Embrace [OT8]

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Mingi 

The pain was agonizing. 

The worst I had ever felt. 

White heat encompassed my mind, numbing any thoughts I had and all that was left were my cries of pain. I felt Hwa's sturdy arms wrap around me, keeping me in his hold and cradling me, but every touch he gave sent more sparks of pain rippling through my body. I wanted it to be over, but I knew I was nowhere near done. 

I screamed as something snapped inside me. Something actually broke, I could feel it in my body. Breaking inside of me and reforming before being rebroken, just to go back to its natural position. This was different from any time I had broken my arm or leg. 

This was torture. 

"I want it to stop!" I sobbed, my cries so deep that it rattled my chest and split through my insides. 

Heat scathed my insides, wrapping around me and suffocating me. The fire clamped down on my throat, stealing the rest of my cries and all I could do was pant as I struggled to force air in my lungs. 

"I'm right here. I'm here." Seonghwa soothed, his soft touch brushing my hair. 

Everything ached and everything hurt and I couldn't survive this. 

Each bone inside me splintered, shifting and knitting together in another position. I couldn't even cry anymore. I had no idea how I was even alive, let alone awake. Sharp pains were sent up in my gums, making me raise my lips as if that alone was doing damage. 

Everything was just too much. 

I couldn't handle it. 

I would die like this. 

Seonghwa 

My heart felt like it was being thrown in a meat grinder. Seeing the boy in my arms writhe in agony as he desperately tried to hold onto reality. 

I wished I could do something, anything to try and relieve his pain. 

I couldn't help it as my own tears started to prick at my eyes, my body shaking from how much my heart hurt. I hated seeing him like this. I absolutely hated it. I wept over him, running my fingers through the boy's hair as he struggled to breathe. 

This wasn't fair. 

He didn't deserve this. 

Why did he have to go through so much torture?! 

I stayed with him through it all. 

Even when his body started to go through it's final changes. 

I knew I needed to run and put distance between us. I knew the risk I was taking and how close I was to him, and I knew he could kill me with a little nibble but I didn't care, because I just couldn't leave him. 

He screamed, his voice shifting lower and lower and turned more into a growl until he wasn't human at all. And even then, I stayed with him, holding onto him. 

Werewolves hated vampires, and I had no belief whatsoever that he wouldn't hurt me just because he would be overcome with the power of lower or whatever. 

His body jolted, the wolf now taking form. The chains did little to keep him in place as now his body parts were too small to keep them on. 

He bared his teeth at me, a snarl ripping from his muzzle. But his eyes...his eyes so strikingly like Mingi's that I just-

He lunged for me but I quickly spun out of his way, dodging his sharp canines just in time. I jumped for him, wrapping my arms around his fur coat and we both stumbled. "Mingi- Mingi stop-" I breathed, I had my hand tight around his muzzle, keeping him from snapping his jaws at me despite his best efforts to. 

I hated this. 

I hated how he was chained up like some sort of monster. 

"Baby, if I take your collar off...will you stop trying to bite me?" It was a stupid question to ask an animal that definitely couldn't comprehend any words I spoke but when his wolfish eyes glared at me...I thought...fuck, I could've sworn I saw understanding in them. 

He breathed harshly, his nostrils flaring as his lips raised. 

I didn't blame him for not wanting to be held like this. 

I loosened my grip on him slightly, just holding his muzzle there instead of trapping it shut. "I'm going to take the collar off, and then I'm going to let you free, and then we're going to run. Being like this isn't something you should be ashamed of, pup. It's a new beginning." 

His breathing calmed down just a little. 

I very slowly and cautiously left go of his muzzle completely before grabbing the key to unlock the metal around his throat. I ran my fingers through his thick coat and I could feel just how tense his muscles were, like he was so unsure. He wasn't some wild beast, he was just a wolf right now who needed to be treated with kindness. 

I smiled at him before standing up, making my moves as clear as possible so he didn't get the wrong idea. 

"Let's go, Mingi. 

Let's run."