Love Bites

Jaemin's Accident

The trio's good mood slowly soured as they made it to the front door. Taeyong opened the door, and they all stepped inside.

"About time! We're hungry," snapped their father. "We will start dinner right away," Taeyong said, ushering his brothers into the kitchen.

Jaemin's POV

I wish I knew what I was other than human, I'm sure it would be stronger than this sorry wolf. I hate him.  I grabbed a knife and began to cut the lettuce. I must have zoned out because the knife went down and I sliced my finger.

The knife felt heavier than it should.

I stared down at the lettuce, but I wasn't really seeing it.

... would this still be my life?
Would he still treat us like this?

Across the kitchen, Taeyong and Haechan were talking quietly—something about portions, about making sure it was enough.

My grip tightened.

The blade pressed down.

A sharp sting followed by redness. I stare for a second.

"Oh my god, Jaemin!" cried Haechan.

Taeyong immediately took the knife out of my hand and pulled me to the sink. He was rinsing my cut. 

Heavy footsteps. No one spoke. Shit, we were too loud.

"What the fuck is this?"

His voice wasn't loud.

That made it worse.

"It was an accident," Taeyong said.

He stepped in front of me.

Just slightly.

But enough.

"Move."

"No. Please, I'll just clean it. We don't need injuries before school."

My chest tightened.

He never backs down.

Not when it's about us.

"Oh, you have balls now? I'll deal with you later. Clean this up. Jaemin, just go to your room. I don't want you in this kitchen."

He said, storming out of the room and out the door. Great, he's going out to drink.

Haechan's POV

I look at the door before Jaemin, worriedly. I hope he's not going out to drink. I went by the pair and wrapped my arms around Jaemin. I felt him relax a bit.

" You okay, Minnie?" He nodded.

Taeyong wrapped his finger in a paper towel.

"I wish we at least had Band-Aids," he sighed.

"It's okay, thank you, hyungs. I'm sorry.. I need to go before mother comes and sees me here," he said quietly.

I nodded and reluctantly let it go. Taeyong and I watched him leave upstairs. Both of us cleaned the little blood and threw out the affected lettuce. Taeyong decided to cut, and I started frying up the meat I wished we could enjoy.

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Jeno's POV

I was sitting at the cafe with Renjun, waiting for everyone. My mind kept lingering on the cute blonde boy. He was so pretty, and his smile was to die for.