Would you kill for me? (Wooyoung X Ateez)

Chapter 15

Sorry for not updating. Unfortunately, I will be ending this soon. I'm happy people like this story but it is getting hard to update consistently. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Mingi POV

My body was still, my face puffy. the room was silent, no words were exchanged, and it was better that way. Wooyoung was now by my side, and the others were scattered throughout the room. Hongjoong was glued to his phone, and Seonghwa was glued to his side, peeking over his shoulder, reading every text. I wanted to talk, to act like everything was normal but it wasn't I couldn't. I had no words, even though I wanted to so desperately just have a normal conversation about something that was completely stupid. Wooyoung gently rubbed my hand tracing my palm with his thumb. Tears pushed at my eyes. I shouldn't be the one sitting here, I should be holding Wooyoung, making sure he was ok. I should be helping him not this. My father was scum; he was something I forgot about very long ago, but of course, he had to put himself where he wasn't wanted. He had to make my life hell, he had to ruin every good thing I had. Now my back was forever branded with his name. My Song has never been my name, it will never be my name. I was just waiting to change it because I would have to change my name on a bunch of things and it would be a whole process but now more than ever, I wanted to get rid of that name. I wanted to tarnish it from existence. I pushed myself up, pain shooting from my to my legs and back to my legs again. "What are you doing?" Yeosang asked, "I need to piss," I bluntly stated as I let my feet hit the floor. "I'll help," san offered as he made his way to me "No, I'm fine, I can do it." "Don't be stubborn Mingi" Seonghwa scolded, San grabbed my hand as I pulled away. I loved him but I didn't need his help. I wasn't a baby I wasn't incompetent, I just needed to do this one thing by myself. "Mingi seriously, if you try to stand up your just going to fall let us help" Hongjoong added "Oh my god I can piss by myself it isn't fucking rocket sicnce I don't need you to do everything for me!" I yelled, Hongjoong just stood up just standing there. They all just stared. "Mingi Your injured your in no position to walk on your own" Wooyoung softly chimed. tears pounded at my eyes pushing through the corners fighting to get out. "I just need to be able to do something, I can't be useless" the tears poured down my cheeks. Wooyoung rubbed my back. Yeosang and San walked over to me grabbing my arms. i didn't fight it. I pushed up grunting at the pressure. They were right I couldn't stand on my own. The two of them took the majority of my weight. "Your not useless, you never have been your hurt you need help" Yeosang looked me in my eyes he seemed to mean every word he said. "You'll never recover if you don't rest and heal" San  added I just nodded. We got to the bathroom and they sat me on the toilet. Great so now I had to piss like a girl. Great going dad you really taught me a lesson. Once I was finished I moved to the sink washing my hands as San held me from behind. He wrapped his arms around my waist as I leaned on him. His hands started gliding up the hospital gown. Tracing my chest and my waist leaving not one part un touched. I watched in the mirror as he smiled. He turned me around my body still leaning on him and are faces now only centimeters apart. Are noses touched as his lips reached mine pulling me in and pushing me out. Yeosang said something that I didn't catch before shutting the door and walking behind me. I felt him pull the hospital gown off of my shoulders as his lips touched my back kissing around my shoulders and my neck. His hands roaming my sides. "Your so beautiful" San groaned. Yeosang than moved his hand to my ass grabbing and rubbing each cheek. I wasn't the one to tended to be in this position but I couldn't help but like it. I felt the gown fall from my body as pieces of clothing fell from both Yeosang and San. Once they were both bare my hands started roaming San's chest. I smirked at him knowing he liked this too much. My lips were only inches from his "You know you like this, just because I'm injured doesn't mean I can't get you all worked up" i smirked. "Are you challenging me" I shrugged knowing this would just make this more fun. "Aww are you making a bet without me" Yeosang chimed in as his hand grabbed on to my shaft. I moaned in response as Yeosang just laughed "Of course not baby, how about this us against him and well see who will be all worked up" his smirk was evil and his tone was filled with confidence. Before anymore words were exchanged I could feel a hand pumping me as another hand twisted and pulled at my nipples. I looked back to see Yeosang only to be met with the mirror. The mirror projects my back. My back that was now branded with a name I hoped to forget. A name that was now forever etched in to my skin. A name that would forever haunt me. Tear yet again feel from my eyes but this time I didn't fight it. "Baby.. what's wrong are you okay?" Yeosang asked stopping everything he was doing. And with those words san had stopped to. "It's just.." I paused taking a shaky breath and moving my gaze to the floor "My back, it won't ever fade. I'm forever branded with his name" And with that Yeosang grabbed his shirt and draped it over the mirror. "Baby your scars aren't you. eventually it will heal we can get it fixed there are plenty of plastic surgeons who can fix that." San comforted "And once he's gone that name will be nothing but a memory he will be nothing but a memory" I smiled quickly placing a kiss on both of their lips. "Ok let put your gown back on we'll finish this another time" Yeosang added "No, you guys won you've got me all worked up now fix it" I smiled as the two took no time getting back to what they were doing "Your sure, we don't have to continue if you don't want to" Yeosang offered "No, I'm sure no please do something" I whined