I need it - HyunIn ff

{7}

Jeongin hung up the phone, rushing to get his jacket, ignoring the groans from Jisung behind him.
"Jisung, we need to go now" Jeongin quickly said, getting his wool hat. By this point it was early November and it had gotten much colder.
"Jeongin I can't-" Jisung began, but was silenced by a familiar tune of 'mama' by my chemical romance blasting through the room, Jeongin's face flushed red as he answered his phone,
"Jeongin hurry, I don't know how much time I have before she shows up" Hyunjin shook, even Jeongin could tell from the other end of the line.
"I'm leaving now, I'll be there in the blink of an eye" Jeongin reassures, opening up the door,
"Jisung, we need to leave now" Jeongin said, clearly irritated. He spun around to find Jisung, grey-faced, orange eyed and choking.
"Jisung!" Jeongin yelled, rushing over to sit beside the boy who continued to claw at his skin, trying to lift the weight off his neck. Jisung coughed for a second, spitting up ash, before returning to choking. At this point his hair started to glow -and all of a sudden- Jisung reached out and grabbed Jeongin's wrist.

Flash

The feeling was unlike any other sensation he had ever felt before. It was like a pleasant tingling that spread through his entire body, but twisted his limbs in inhumane ways, yet reassured him that no harm could be done. It still left him feeling nauseous. The sensation ended almost as soon as it started, and they had arrived at an all too familiar location. Hyunjin's house.
"Jisung, w-what was that?" Jeongin asked, baffled by what had just happened. Jisung however didn't answer before doubling over and coughing up piles of ash... and feathers. Jeongin rushes over just as the boy's consciousness faded, leaving Jisung slumped in Jeongin's arms.
"Jisung wake up" Jeongin trembled, lightly shaking the fainted boy in his arms, but he got no response.

Jeongin had no choice and hefted Jisung onto his back, running the rest of the way to Hyunjin's front door.

Ding dong

The bell rang, and in an instant Hyunjin was at the front door, visibly sweaty and scared.
"C-come in" He heaved, flinging open the door allowing the boy to walk in.
"Wait is that... j-Jisung?" Hyunjin asked, face paling at the sight.
"I don't know what's wrong with him" Jeongin cried, laying the boy on the black leather sofa just on front of the glass window in the living room.
"What do we do about it?" Hyunjin asked, seeming to forget about the original situation. Jeongin wipes his brow, tired after carrying Jisung in.
"I don't know, he was coughing up ash and feathers, and look- his hair is glowing" Jeongin rushed, gesticulating with his arms. Hyunjin being a human, had not the slightest knowledge of supernatural healthcare, so he settled for the simple act of checking Jisung's temperature.
"Jesus Christ, he's burning up! Literally!" Hyunjin gasped, if he had kept his hand on the boy's forehead for any longer, he probably would have maintained nasty burns that would surely leave scars. Hyunjin ran to hold his hand under cold water. Jeongin repeated the boy's actions just to see how bad it could possibly be, and even he was shocked at the results.
"Minho" Jisung murmured, wining slightly. Anyone could tell he was in excruciating pain,
"Hyunjin! Call minho!" Jeongin called, not elaborating any further.
"Wouldn't that be dangerous?" Hyunjin asked, rushing back into the room. He quickly threw away his moral and idea of Minho's safety when he saw Jisung's skin cracking, revealing red hot fire beneath it. The boy gave the impression of lava. Jisung was falling apart, quite literally.
"Nevermind, i'll call him right away" Hyunjin hiccuped, growing steadily more worried for the boy he had only met once. Jeongin reached for Jisung's hand, wincing yet enduring the pain he was in from the heat of the boy's skin.
"It's ok Jisung, Minho will be here soon" Jeongin reassured, eyes welling up with tears.
Hyunjin tapped his feet, impatiently waiting for Minho to pick up his phone, that's when he heard a knock on the door.

"It's minho, let me in!"