Kissing the Demon (Seoksoo)

Seokmin

When the darkness cleared, I was back in the classroom.

But everything felt wrong.

I didn't feel Blaise brush against me as he shoved past Seungkwan and raced from the room.

I didn't hear Seungkwan's scream as he fell to his knees and turned my body over, pulling me into his arms with panic in his eyes.

Because I wasn't in my body. I stood a few feet away, observing the scene in horror. It had an almost dreamlike quality, but I knew it was real.

It was so real.

Why was there so much blood?

Shards of glass flew harmlessly through me as four figures crashed through the windows.

And then, much like that glass, my heart shattered to pieces.

I watched as my love dropped to his knees.

As he pulled my body away from Seungkwan.

As he clung to me and began to beg.

As his power wrapped around my broken skull, trying to stop the bleeding.

As tears streamed down his face.

I watched as his brothers tried to console him.

Watched as he shoved them away.

Watched as he screamed at them.

I reached out a hand, wishing I could touch him. That I could comfort him. That I could tell him I loved him.

One final time.

But I could feel myself being pulled away. No matter how I fought, I couldn't stay.

As I faded, letting the darkness take over, a bright flash of light illuminated the scene one last time. Joshua's face contorted in a scream I couldn't hear. Seungcheol and Soonyoung had their arms thrown up to cover their faces. Vernon had Seungkwan wrapped in his wings, spinning him away.

To shield him as my mate exploded.