Something New (OnHo)

Turned Away

Blood. So much blood. Jinki's never seen that much blood in one place. And right beside it, Choi Minho, his boyfriend.

"Jinki.." It was soft and Jinki wanted to respond but he couldn't, something wouldn't let him.

Minho's eyes were glued to him, but he was looking at everything. The blood, the knife, the man, the tarps, it was all too much. He began to back up, alarms going off in his mind, telling him to get out to run and who was he to argue. The only thing that slowed him down was Minho's voice reaching for him.

"Jinki please, don't go" Minho pleaded, and Jinki felt bad.

But it didn't stop him, he was backing out of the hallway and stumbling out of the apartment before Minho could approach him. Pure fear controlling him.

When he entered the hallway of the complex he began to run. Jinki didn't care if people gave him odd looks, he had to get away, to run. Because the person he thought he knew, the person he's in love with, just killed a man.

At the same time Jinki felt guilt, the pain in Minho's voice when he asked him not to go struck through his heart. But he couldn't turn back, no, that would be ridiculous, he couldn't go back to a killer.

That's when the tears started, as the cold air hit his face when he finally was out of the building. He checked his phone for the address to Jonghyun's, running there like his life depended on it. As salty tears fell down his cheeks and the piercing cold air turned into snowflakes dusting his hair.

He blinked the tears away, as they blurred his vision. He didn't know how long it'd take to get to Jonghyun's, and he had no clue what he was going to tell them. Hell, he didn't even know what to tell himself, the person he loves is a murderer.

And then he slipped, and stumbled, and he just hoped the fall wouldn't be too bad. He caught himself on his hands, getting up quickly, his brain still telling him to run and not to stop until he was truly safe.

Jinki checked his phone, he was almost there, he called Jonghyun to make sure they had made it.

"Hello?" Jonghyun answered and Jinki has forgotten he was crying and suddenly talking felt like a bad idea.

"I- I'm almost there, is the do-or open?" Jinki sniffled a bit and just hoped Jonghyun didn't ask questions now.

"Uh, yeah, do you want us to meet you outside?" Jonghyun asked, and Jinki knew he was worried.

"Ple-ase" Jinki replied and not long after they hung up.

And Jinki continued to run, running to safety seeming to be the only thing he could manage without breaking down. And when he spotted Jonghyun and Taemin he ran faster, and the tears fell harder, and he almost crashed into them. Jinki had pulled Jonghyun into a hug, almost knocking the younger over in the process.

"Jinki.. what's wrong? Are you okay?" Jonghyun asked but Jinki could only cry.

"Come on, let's get inside where it's warm" Taemin suggested, but Jinki didn't budge.

He just squeezed Jonghyun harder, balled his fists in his jacket, sobbed into his chest until Taemin had to carefully pull them apart.

"Come on, you can cry all you want inside" Jonghyun told him and Jinki nodded, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

Jinki followed them inside, Taemin leading him to the couch where the two sat down.

"Now, are you going to tell us what's going on or do you need a beer first?" Jonghyun asked, heading towards his fridge.

"Can I stay here for a while?" Jinki asked, ignoring Jonghyun's question.

"All I have is a couch, unless you want to try and fit in the bed together" Jonghyun answered and Jinki was thankful he didn't press on.

"The couch is fine" Jinki told him, eyes on his hands.

"Did something happen between you and Minho?" Taemin asked, causing Jinki to start tearing up.

"Do you wanna talk about it? Do we need to go beat him up-" Jonghyun was cut off.

"No! No, it's okay" Jinki didn't want them to be in danger, "Let's talk about something else"

"Well, those loan sharks that were after Taemin were killed, gang violence or something" Jonghyun pulled three beers out of the fridge.

"I wish I could thank whoever offed them" Taemin added but Jinki was spacing out.

What if Minho did that? He said everything would be okay, what if he killed them? Is that how he got stabbed? And then more tears were falling and Jinki was fisting his hands again.

"Jinki?" Taemin's voice came through to him and he looked up, trying to smile.

"Yes?" Jinki asked, and Taemin's eyes became sympathetic.

"Your phone is ringing" Taemin told him and now Jinki heard it, but he was afraid to check it.

"Ah, so it is" Jinki replied and reluctantly pulled it out of his pocket.

Of course it was Minho, who else would it have been? He didn't answer, he couldn't, not after that.

"Is it Minho?" Taemin asked and Jinki nodded as the phone stopped ringing, "If he calls again, do you want me to answer it?"

Jinki nodded again and handed his phone to Taemin, wanting the situation out of his hands. The phone rang again, and after a few rings Taemin answered it.

"Hello?" Taemin began and Jinki took a deep breath, "He's here, and safe, I don't know what you did but it really hurt him"

Jinki began to cry again and now Jonghyun was comforting him with back rubs and calming words.

"What? I don't think that's a good idea, I'm sure you two will work it out" Taemin was in disbelief.

He heard a few more words on the other end before the call ended and Taemin looked to them.

"He wants me to text the address, he wants to send your stuff here" Taemin told them and Jinki gave him a shocked look.

Was this it? Minho didn't need him anymore? But then again, did Jinki even want to go back?