Bad Blood || K. Jongin

10| His Reason

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(Lyra)

My vision is blurry, just like the many times before.

I can see his face but his presence isn't enough. He might be here with me, but we feel far apart.

Kai pulls me into the room, his fingers intertwining with mine. I can see the passion in his eyes, as a smile of sincerity tugs on his lips. "Let me protect you." He says, slowly edging me closer and closer to the unfamiliar bed. He lays me down softly, and leaves a kiss on my parted lips.

His hands caress my exposed skin, he touches it ever so softly. The sensation his kisses bring me is something I can't explain.

I'm about to reach out and touch his face, to tell him that I love him.. but his expression suddenly grows dark.

His gorgeous smile fades away in a matter of seconds, and i'm left staring into something terrifying. The warmness that filled his eyes was replaced with a chilling tone.

"Whore." Kai spits, pushing himself away from me in disgust.

"W-what?" I try to speak, but my vocal cords become strained. They suddenly ache with pain.

My heart falls, my conscious running thin. I knew it all along, but for some reason I wanted to pretend someone like him could change. Why did I want to be the one who saved him?

I stare at his turned figure, seeking for an answer behind his irrational behavior. But there was nothing, he wasn't lying. His actions were true.

But before I could do anything, my body suddenly turns numb. I feel another presence submerged in the darkness.

"Nice work Jongin." A voice pierces the silence.

Chinho suddenly appears, hands in pockets. "I knew you would find me a yeppun yeoja." (pretty girl)

I can't move. He was dead. I saw him die.

Jongin stands above me, the most lecherous grin spreading across his face. "Of course, samchon." He sneers, reaching down to run his fingers through my hair. "Do whatever you want with her."

This has to be fake. Someone so evil wouldn't pretend to care about someone as incapacitated as me. I thought he loved me. But gazing into his empty, lifeless eyes. I soon realize It is impossible.

Tears roll down my cheeks as I watch Jongin reach under his jacket, knowing that stance all too well.

He pulls out his gun. But instead of pointing it and Chino--the man who was supposed to be dead, he points it at me.

Everything floods back to me. It all feels too real. "N-no.." I choke out, something more violent than fear pulsing through my veins.

"Yes Lrya." Chinho says bitterly, his apparition moving closer. "You deserve it."

Jongin sets the pistol against my forehead. The frigid barrel sending shock waves across my skin.

"Look at me one last time." Chinho whispers, and Jongin slacks the weapon away from me.

"Look at my face Lyra." His voice growls deeper as he emerges from the shadows.

But instead of his face, I am looking at a mess of blood and brains. There's absolutely nothing. No nose. No eyes.

"You did this to me." His voice echoes, but there are no lips to match it.

All I can see is the mutilated, disfigured, and unrecognizable skull that hovers above me.

His blood drips ever so slowly, splattering onto the sheets around me.

"You did this to me." He repeats. "You did this to me."

Tears continue to pour out of my fearful eyes, but I couldn't bring my legs to move.

Nothing.

I jolt awake with a scream. The images flashing repeatedly through my mind.

I grip the sheets tightly, pulling them to my chest for reassuring protection. The only sound I can hear is my own breathing.

My heartbeat slowly calms. I am okay.

Then it hits me. Instead of darkness, Im greeted with light. Instead of the dirty hotel floor and my hands tied to a pole, I am on a bed.

I strange feeling of security washes over me. I feel comfortable.

I exhale deeply, glancing out the enormous window that was slightly propped open. The morning breeze kisses my skin lovingly. Peace is something that feels odd.

"Was it a nightmare?" His voice calls tenderly.

I turn my head to the door, my cheeks burning as my eyes fall on Jongin's exposed chest.

"Y-yes." I whisper, looking away slightly embarrassed. He was much more sculpted than I had imagined.

He's silent for a moment. "Are you alright?" He asks, a hint of concern wavering in his coarse tone.

I suddenly register that I don't know where I am, causing a mixture of fear and relief to disseminate inside of me. "Where are we?"

He leans against the door frame, running a hand through his messy hair. "A hotel. But we can't stay for long."

I don't bother to ask. I know damn well why we can't stay.

"You should take a shower." He says with a faint smile appearing on his face. But it fades just as quickly as it appeared. "You fell asleep instantly."

"I-Im sorry." I say flatly, rubbing the sheets nervously between my fingertips. I am a coward.

"There's no reason to be." He replies instantly, almost anticipating what I was going to say. Was I that easy to read?

I lift my head at his words. "Because of me..you.." My voice shakes as I recall my nightmare. "You killed 4 people.. and now, y-you have no place to call home."

Jongin casts his gaze to the floor. "That wasn't my home."

"But it was somewhere-"

He slowly comes to my side, a painful expression plastered on his once calm and collected face. "It was nothing to me." He sits on the bed and takes my wrists in his hands. Jongin winces at the marks that covered them. "I will be forever grateful to you for bringing me out of there."

"It wasn't just me-"

"Shh." He softly rubs his thumb over the back of my hand, and thoroughly inspects the bruises that were starting to heal. "You gave me a reason. Just leave it at that.. please."

"Jongin-" I start, but fumble with my words as he looks up at me, the same time I look at him.

Our noses bump together accidentally, causing my cheeks to flush pink. Our faces are only inches apart.

But it's different this time.

He holds my gaze with a passion I have never seen before. He touches my cheek so gently that it makes my heart flutter.

I found myself not wanting to look away from him. I found myself wanting more.

"Thank you." He whispers, his gaze falling to my lips.

And without another word, Jongin leans in to kiss me.
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