𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐡𝐞𝐦 || 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐥 (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈𝐈)

5.1 - Jeonghan

Oh, no.

Seungcheol flies off of me so quickly I wouldn't be able to grab for him if I tried. He ends up in the corner of the room, tearing his clothes on with a blank look on his face, his mask lifted to the top of his head.

Seokmin sneers. "This a kink for you, Jeonghan? Fucking him with his mask on?" he lashes, his eyes narrowed. "And you got blood on your face? What the fuck are you doing!" he roars.

I wince, watching as Seungcheol's body stiffens.

He stands up straight, his pants on, his wound vibrant and swollen against his rippling stomach. His jaw clenches. "Don't fucking talk to him like that, Seokmin," he growls. Reaching up, he takes his mask off, dropping it to the ground. "I don't want to kill anyone, but I'll do it for him."

Soonyoung glares over at me, at my naked body. I lift the sheets to cover myself, but the anger is already there. It's so present. "Do you want to be here when I kill him, or do you want to go downstairs? I'll leave it up to you, though you don't deserve the fucking option."

My eyes narrow, and I grab for my hoodie, pulling it over my head. Embarrassed as his eyes track over the hundred bite marks and the blood that trickles along my skin. "You're not fucking killing anyone, Soonyoung. Quit trying to sound like a fucking hard-ass."

He laughs, his hand going behind his back. When his hand comes forward, he has a knife in his grip.

My body goes cold. My limbs turn to ice. My breath leaves my lungs and I'm left choking for air.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I choke, climbing off the bed toward him. I grab my sweats, pulling them over my hips as I step toward him, my hand raised. "Give me the fucking knife," I snap once I gain my bearings.

He points it toward me, and my eyes widen a second. "Jeonghan, back the fuck up." His eyes narrow, and he looks so betrayed. "How can you fuck him? He killed Vernon!" he roars in my face.

"He didn't!" I scream, glancing at Seokmin. "You guys have to believe us. Seungcheol never meant to kill Vernon!"

I can hear the sobs of Seungkwan start up in the distance, and my heart twists in my chest.

"Fuck this shit," Seokmin snaps, stepping around Soonyoung with quick steps and making his way to Seungcheol. Seungcheol is instantly on guard, moving out of the way as Seokmin swings at him. Seokmin's fast, though, his other fist coming out and knocking Seungcheol right in his jaw.

Seungcheol is barely affected, his own fist swinging out and knocking into Seokmin's nose.

Soonyoung steps forward, his knife poised and ready to strike.

I react quickly, leaping onto Soonyoung's back and pulling him away. He attempts to shake me off, but I hold on tightly. We become a mess of swinging limbs, grunts, and shouts as we all wrestle in the room.

"Get off me, Jeonghan!" Soonyoung shouts.

"Give me the knife!" I scream.

Soonyoung's hand swings out, and the tip of the blade cuts into Seungcheol's neck. Barely a scrape, but the knife is sharp, and I watch as a beat of blood forms, dripping beneath his sweatshirt.

I see red.

Leaning forward, I sink my teeth into Soonyoung's neck. He lets out a howl as he stumbles back, and all I can feel is the flood of blood as it flows into my mouth. The taste is sharp, and I let it flow around my lips and drip down my chin as I tear my face back, knowing I look absolutely mad right now.