TOXIC

❝ 5 ❞

     Darkness. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, her senses on point. It felt as if pins and needles were poking every part of her body. She hated it. It felt wrong, weird. Annoying. Crimson's pain tolerance was relatively high, but something small as that drove her body crazy. She gripped Kyungsoo's hand tighter and he traced his thumb over her knuckles in return. Suddenly, all the pain came to a stop and she opened her eyes to find herself standing in an abandoned warehouse. The same men who she had joined the night before stood around them, their faces holding seriousness; some even shock. It wasn't until someone made a noise that Crimson realized what had happened and spoke up.   

"Okay, what the hell was that?!" She said, turning towards Kyungsoo.  

"Wow. That's a shock. Usually people don't take it as calmly as her." Xiumin said, leaning on his left leg.  

"Calm?! Do I look fucking calm?"  

"Nope. But hey, at least you didn't faint." Chen said with a wide smile.   

"Why I oughta...." Crimson said, letting go of her grip on Kyungsoo and heading towards Chen. Xiumin jumped in between the two, fearing what Crimson was capable of. Kyungsoo grabbed her waist, pulling her back into his chest.     

"Easy there....." He whispered in her ear, which she found quite calming.  

"I say we go down to the lower level. We don't know if you guys were traced." Suho said, starting for the lift. The rest of the group followed, Kyungsoo placing a hand on Crimson's waist and pushing her forward. They all piled into the massive lift, Kyungsoo drawing Crimson to the back corner, her back pressed firmly against his chest. She could feel his breath against her neck, sending butterflies to her core.

"Looks like somebody's overprotective..." Baekhyun said was a small chuckle. Crimson automatically blushed and hung her head slightly. Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and punched the button on the side, the lift beginning to move.

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"I'm sorry to fail you my Queen..." The room was dead silent, the only sound heard was the tapping of her heel against the marble floor, her eyes piercing a gaze into her servant. She stood, her silver dress pooling at her feet. Slowly walking down the stairs, she watched in amazement as the servant began to shake with fear.  

"You think that disobeying me is an option....." Her voice nothing more than a deep whisper.    
"N-No my Queen." She slowly paced around him, trailing her fingers along his shoulders and chest, sending goosebumps upon his pale skin.     

"Then why isn't she here..... surely there's a reason..... do tell me why...." She said, her lips close to his ear.      

"Because... I have failed. I have failed to capture her and bring her to you, My Queen." The servant said, hanging his head low.    

"Thank you for telling me....." She said as she slowly backed away. The servant's body began to shake, knowing that he had failed and the punishment for failing. The Queen snapped her fingers, sitting down in her throne. Guards rushed in, their armor glistening in the moonlight.     

"Please.... no.... My Queen..... I beg of you....."     

"Guards. This man has failed to obey my orders. You know what to do with those who are disobedient." She said, looking at her nails. The guards nodded their heads, shoving the servant to his knees.     

"My Queen, Your Highness... please! I bring other information about our kind!" This caused the Queen's ears to perk up, her attention now fully on him. She rose again from her throne, gathering her skirts and quickly stepping down.