Whispers | Stray Kids

Control and Resistance

T/w: some violence, and it gets a little rapey at one part hhh

"Jesus, you have to stop getting injured so much." The words shook Felix out if his stupor, his attention targeting on the man in front of him. The ones who's hands were resting on his currently broken arm. The one, his power was ever so helpfully telling him which muscles and bones he could move in.

He ignored that, chuckling nervously as Woojin's hands moved, one to his bruised eye and the other to touch up the numerous scrapes his body was the wary owner of.

"Not even Channie or Jisung get as injured as you this often." He continued. Well Chan and Jisung also didn't decide to take on numerous heroes and thugs in New Seoul's parahuman population every night. Not to mention that fire blaster he ran into today. Fuck, what was that hero called again?

"Sorry, hyung. I know it wears you out." Another human, parahuman specifically his power made a note of, (So not Changbin or Seungmin, got it) entered his range. He waited, listening to Woojin complain about stupid parahumans, as the person made their way to the room Felix and Woojin were in. He had the urge to just make him freeze. Use his powers to make him turn around and go away. But that'd alert the dorm that one of them was a master.

As much as he'd love to do that, Felix didn't want to out his powers accidentally. Not like Woojin had. That'd been an interesting conversation, listening to Woojin awkwardly explain his power to everyone. So he waited as the door opened and Chan's head popped into the room.

"Hey 'Li-- Oh, uh, rough night?" The blonde haired man looked a little embarrassed to come in on the awkward healing that awaited Felix every time he came across the hero team in New Seoul.

Gosh, couldn't they just stay off his turf?

"Yea, got in a fight between a blaster and something else." Woojin's hands finally left Felix's body, allowing him to shrug his shirt back on. Chan nodded sympathetically, before continuing.

"That's rough. Anyway, 'Sung got caught by that master again. You know the one, Marionette I think they called him on the news." And Jisung must have some lingering effects from Felix's power. Got it. Strange, he hadn't realised he'd caught Jisung today. Maybe one of those rouges he came across in town.

"And you want me to do my anti master bullshit again?" Felix stood up, off the bed as he walked into the lounge and felt more of the people he'd been ignoring for the past hour enter his power again.

Everyone knew who the parahumans in the dorm were. Woojin was a striker. That was the only definitive person they knew. It was kinda assumed Jeongin was some kind of master. But other than that... No one had any clue what Minho, Jisung, Felix or Hyunjin were.

Sure, they all knew Felix had some anti human master bullshit. And Hyunjin always looked his best. And Minho could somehow tell who all the parahumans were and always seemed to know something no one else did (Felix's bet was on Minho being a trump). But it wasn't quite a common discussion.

When the topic had first come up, and Chan had told them, that they needed to know who the parahumans were. The amount of heads turning to Minho and Jisung were enough to tell.

Jisung had triggered most recently, in the quiet of their room. He'd been right next to Felix, had seen the way that Felix had dropped to his knees with a pained cry. So it wasn't a surprise when he looked back at Felix. And just like that, all nine of them knew who all seven parahumans were.

Jisung was leaned up against a wall, his body shaking violently. His eyes flickered up to meet Felix as he walked over, struggling to keep himself upright. Damn. Felix must've caught his motor controls. He bit his lip wondering how he could fix this without letting Jisung know.