What's Broken Can't Be Fixed

07

     Seungmin doesn't say anything, he just stands in shock. Everyone else stays still as well. He did want to say anything nor keep standing there in silence. He lifts his hand and touches the side of his cheek to feel the cut that Minho made. The blood had dried on his face, and it stung a lot now that he really thought about it. "I'm going to the bathroom." He says. And as he walks away, Chris comes up behind him.

     As Seungmin turns to close the door he sees Chris standing in the doorway. "What?" He asks, as Chris only stares at him.

     "I'll help you."

     "You don't even know what I'm about to do."

     "You're about to take care of your cut, right? I saw you touching your face earlier. I forgot that we didn't take care of it sooner." Seungmin nods at the boy's question, so Chris searches in the cabinets and finds a first aid kit. There was a lot of dried blood surrounding the cut so Chris wipes it off with a rag and warm water.

     "Your hand." Seungmin grabs Chris' right hand, observing it for a while. The raven smiles and shakes his head.

     "I'm fine. You're not." He sets the towel down and grabs a first aid kit. "I've never seen you cry like that. And we've been friends all our lives." Seungmin winces, feeling the sting of the antiseptic Chris lathers onto his cheek.

     The raven sighs. "It's going to scar." They stare at each other, and Chris notices something. The small drops of tears still clinging to Seungmin's bottom lashes. The feeling of his thumb softly caressing the top of his hand. Chris' eyes slowly travel down to the boy's lips. But then someone bursts through the door.

     "What are you dumbasses doing?" Hannah yells and Chris yanks his hand away from the other.

     "I'm helping him clean his cut!" He says in a panic, and Hannah keeps looking at them, seeming suspicious. They were oddly close for him to just be "cleaning his cut".

     Hannah makes them come back out to everyone who's waiting for them. But when they do, all of them only stare at Seungmin. His cheek still stung since they couldn't finish patching it up. And honestly, he was so done with everything. Seungmin's head hangs low, and he clenches his fists tightly together. "What does it matter if I was the first?" He mumbles, and his eyes land on Soobin. "I'm not special."

     "Everyone move!" Chris yells, but it was too late.

     "Fuck-" Seungmin tackles Soobin to the ground, his hands wrapped tightly around his neck. Soobin grabs the boy's hand, trying to pull him off but he wouldn't budge. Suddenly, Beomgyu pulls out a handgun, pointing it. Soobin grabs a knife out of his pocket and raises it over Seungmin's head.

     "Stop, he didn't turn!" Despite Hannah's warning, Soobin brings the knife down towards Seungmin's head. But before he could, Hannah kicks it out of his hand. Minho comes up behind Beomgyu, kicking the back of his knee so he falls to the ground. He rips the gun out of his hand and Changbin grabs Seungmin.

     All of them look at the chaos. Hannah holding the knife up to Soobin's neck, Beomgyu kneeling in front of Minho who's pointing the gun at his head, Changbin holding Seungmin by his arms to keep him from moving.

     Seungmin's eyes start to go back to their normal color, and he starts to cough and wheeze. They don't know what's wrong until Hyunjin yells. "Get his inhaler!" Chris rummages through his bag but something was wrong.

     "It's not in here!" Changbin reaches into Seungmin's pants pocket and pulls it out. He then grabs Seungmin's chin and tilts his head back, pulling the cap off and sticks it in his mouth. Yet, Seungmin still yanks his head away and shuffles around.

     "HEY!" Changbin shouts. Despite being made fun of because of his height, he was the strongest in the group. "Breathe." Seungmin takes a deep but shaky breath. After taking a few more, Changbin lets go of him. Then, the attention was turned back to Beomgyu and Soobin.

     "So why are you really here?" Hannah asks him, and he chuckles nervously.

     "It's nothing serious. It's not wrong to suspect that he turned when he just jumped at me like that right?" They all stare at him.

     "It's completely wrong." She scoffs. "If you were really a special infectee like them... then you would've known that he would go back to normal after a while." Hannah pauses. "So why did you try to kill him?" Soobin swallows harshly, and he quickly reaches up to grab Hannah's hand. But he pauses when he hears a gun cock.

     He looks up to see Minho glaring at him. "You touch her, and I'll shoot him." Soobin then turns to Beomgyu who's shaking his head. The blonde sighs, but he doesn't say anything.

     "Answer my question." He hears Hannah talking to him, but he doesn't answer. She glances back at Minho before she presses the knife harder against Soobin's neck, enough to draw a drop of blood.

     "Alright!" Beomgyu raises his hands in the air. "Can I stand?" He whispers, and Minho nods. But he doesn't lower the gun. Suddenly, Beomgyu pulls a second gun out of a holster strapped to his side, pointing it back at Minho. However, he doesn't flinch while everyone behind him is yelling.

     "Minho put the gun down, it's okay." Jisung warns, and the other glances at him before he turns back to Beomgyu.

     "Shoot me."

     "That's not at all what I said to do." Jisung groans, and Minho laughs.

     "Go ahead. Shoot me. But don't be too sure that I won't shoot you first." Beomgyu looks nervously at Soobin, and then he pulls the trigger.

     A... a click? Beomgyu pulls the trigger multiple times, but nothing happens. It was empty. He swore it was fully loaded the last time he checked. "I guess you didn't see me unload the bullets, huh?" Minho shrugs.

     And then he lowers his head. His lips grow an unnerving grin. "But now that you tried to shoot me..." He looks up with red eyes. "I'm really fucking pissed off."