After the rain

Into the woods

Changbin was panting and so was Hyunjin. The younger one rolled aside, laying his hand onto his forehead. He was feverishly hot, sweating coldly. "I didn't think..." he breathed heavily. "Bottoming would be fun." Changbin laughed huffily, sitting up and grabbing his shirt, which laid next to him on the ground. "You're going already?" Hyunjin asked unbelievingly, there's a desperately sad tone in his voice that made the elder stop his movements and feel guilty. "You know..." Changbin started, he didn't even know what to say. "That boy." Hyunjin cut him off, or better: finished for him. The older one swallowed audibly and Hyunjin looked aside, sighing and exhaling loudly.

"If he doesn't leave on his own, I swear, I'll turn into a murderer as well." Hyunjin murmured, but Changbin heard him. Almost too sudden, he let himself sink down, cowering in front of the younger one and grabbing him by his broad shoulders. "You won't touch him." He gave his best to look intimidating. Hyunjin knew this gaze, how the elder's eyes changed when he got furious, but he didn't feel threatened at all. However, he looked up, surprised when he felt Changbin's hand on his face, softly cupping his cheek and turning his face towards him.

"He's mine..." Changbin growled lowly, curling his finger and digging his nails into the younger one's soft skin. "Just like you are mine as well." He stared into his eyes, Hyunjin didn't move. Actually, he didn't even know if he should feel angered or confused or sad.

That's how it is, with the humans. We understand the dead better than the living.

"If he's yours, then he's just as mine." Hyunjin dared to say, looking up with slightly wide eyes. Changbin froze, waiting. Thinking. Not thinking. Hyunjin swallowed the knot inside his throat down, feeling his skin burning.

Changbin huffed, smirking slightly. "That's how you play, huh?" He got up and Hyunjin's eyes followed him. "Wait!" He got up as well, grabbing the elder's skinny upper arm and pulling him back. "Where's he?" he didn't know why he asked, he just talked. Anything to make Changbin stop. "You don't need to know." The elder murmured, ripping himself free easily. Hyunjin felt his head getting red. "Is he... precious to you?"

Changbin felt how the atmosphere grew thick and heavy around them. One second, he could forget about all his worries and about all the thoughts and unanswered questions that were flying around inside his head, and one moment later it was back to normal. Hyunjin pressured him. The younger one's feelings pressured him. "You look sick. Have you got a fever?" He didn't know what to say, or do, so he changed the subject. Hyunjin's hard expression softened up, his eyes were sparkling again.

"Yeah..." he murmured, sighing. "I came here to spend time with you. Now, you ditch me because of that barbie." He crossed his arms, looking aside and Changbin swallowed. "I don't ditch you." He gently put his hands onto the younger one's shoulders. "Hey..." he cupped the black haired one's face with one hand, turning his face back towards him, seeing his reflection in those deep, black eyes. "It feels like it though..." Hyunjin huffed, letting himself being pulled towards the elder. Skinny arms slung around his tall, but petit body, trapping him. "Nobody's gonna take us apart." Changbin's voice was low when he caressed over Hyunjin's head, feeling the lissom, curly hair under his fingers and he played with it a little. How he loved him...

"Felix already did." Hyunjin rested his chin on Changbin's shoulder now, talking into the elder's pullover, his voice muffed. "No." He didn't even know how to explain. Hyunjin was probably right, but Changbin couldn't give the younger one the feeling of being left alone. He didn't expect of Hyunjin to take this. No, not him. At this point, Changbin was sure he'd break him if he did, he'd shatter Hyunjin completely and he wanted to mind that. He was actually dependent on the younger one. Not only that, Hyunjin already had no one except for him, and knowing him now for years, Changbin just didn't want to give Hyunjin away. It wasn't that easy as it sounded. Changbin was a cold-hearted, brute killer who had no guilt and no feelings at all, yet Hyunjin made it different. Hyunjin had made him Changbin. The one he was today.