ke ola || kth

十一

//3rd Person's POV//

Kim Taehyung yelled in pain after the girl fell to the ground, bleeding too fast from her neck.

It felt like his heart was slashed with swords over and over again, the pain he never felt before.

He took his phone out with shaking hands as he tried to call a person who would save him, save them.

It was all doomed for him after she wakes up. If the heavens made their decision, she'll remember everything with no avail of draining her memories out.

"Hyung, help. It hurts so much" He cried out for help to the only person he could trust and has trusted all his immortal life.

Taehyung looked at the smaller unconscious girl laying next to him and felt water dripping from his dark eyes, drop after drop.

"Looks like you're stuck with a monster, my sweet kou hoa", he muttered before falling next to her.

•••

"This idiot, I swear" His hyung muttered as he held up the younger on his back.

Unconscious Taehyung was laying on his back as he walked up the stairs of his huge mansion, almost castle like. But he wasn't surprised.

Finally, after finding his room, he dropped him to the bed and rushed over to the girl, who slept quietly in his quest room.

"It's healing up, that's good. He really got in there, didn't he?" His hyung checked her reddish mark.

It was almost healed up, but the girl was still sleeping soundly. Nari's face was paler, her body colder than normal. He only hoped for her to wake up and not get the utter shock drag her back to deep sleep.

"Aish, this isn't how your life is supposed to be. It shouldn't be filled with mystery, Nari-ah. Is this my fault for being by your side all these years?" He rubbed his face in exhaustion.

After fixing up the sleeping girl, he walked back to Taehyung, only to be greeted by an awake, red-eyed, an overall mess Taehyung.

"You shouldn't have done that" He sighed and handed him a glass of fresh AB blood from his stock.

The younger just weakly glanced at him before gulping every single drop of his drink down his throat.

He felt miserable, worthless, guilty.

"You could've just asked the heavens, not try your own dumb experiments, Taehyung-ah. But now you know. She can't be compelled anymore, so you'll have to spill the truth until your tongue falls off. Do you understand?" He scolded the exhausted man, with a caring and gentle glisten in his cocoa eyes.

He could only nod before laying back in bed, staring at the ceiling.

"So you got hurt by hurting her, right? How did it feel like?" His hyung asked, softly sitting down without making any sound.

"Bad. I felt like I was dying, being stabbed, burning, drowning and falling through rocks all together. But the most painful thing was something else" Taehyung sighed, spilling everything to his hyung like he never did before.