Our Way ||| Ateez

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Jongho watched as the Hunter medic worked on the gash in Yunho's back. He had managed to coax him into shifting, even though he could tell it had been excruciatingly painful and made him lose even more blood, it was the easiest way to get him taken care of.

A tent had been set up outside, which at least got them in out of the snow. The Hunters set up space heaters inside the tent as well. Yunho wasn't the only wounded, but he was the worst one, so they focused on him first.

They worked with accurate precision, which Jongho appreciated, but Yunho didn't show any signs of getting better. The gash in this back went from his right shoulder down the right side of his back, ending just above his hips.

The medic said he was lucky it didn't catch his spine.

Jongho held onto both of his hands, sitting by his head the entire time, whispering constantly into his ear. "You're going to be ok, love. You're going to get through this. They are stitching you up right now. You were so brave in there." He kissed each of his mate's fingers, hoping he could feel it as he laid unconscious on the table.

His thoughts wandered back to what was happening inside. He hoped the others were ok... Part of him felt bad for leaving, but he didn't want Yunho to wake up alone...

"Please... Please be ok." Jongho whispered into his mate's fingers.

When the Hunter finished applying all the stitches, he gave Jongho a bottle of pain killers with the instruction to give as needed. Yunho was also going to be on bed rest for quite a while now. Jongho thanked the man quietly and returned to his vigil.

A short time later, he heard a familiar voice screaming for a medic.

San came bursting through the tent entrance carrying Wooyoung in his arms.

Jongho let out a strangled cry of relief and stood up, but didn't leave Yunho's side. "S-San... What h-happened?"

The other alpha just shook his head, indicating later, especially when he saw Yunho lying face down on the bed.

Wooyoung was whimpering with his face pressed into San's neck.

As Jongho looked over him, he say that the pants he had been in were hanging off him by mere strings and his legs... His legs were terribly burned.

Thankfully he was placed on the table next to Yunho, so Jongho could shift his chair over just a little to place a hand on Wooyoung's shoulder. "W-Woo..."

The omega hissed as the medic started rubbing a special cream to his legs. "I know it hurts, but it's going to help soothe and heal the burn. It doesn't look bad. Why... Why do you smell like gasoline?" The Hunter exclaimed.

"WHAT?" Jongho yelled, leaning closer and confirming the smell. "What the hell happened?"

"My psychotic mother." San growled, his eyes flashing red as he tried to control himself.

Jongho took his one free hand and placed it on San's shoulder to try and calm him down. The other alpha seemed to relax a little bit and he placed his head on the table so his cheek touched Wooyoung's. They nuzzled each other for a long moment.

Then Wooyoung turned to look at Yunho. "Is..."

"I don't know. They say he should be..." Jongho whispered, looking back at Yunho.

Wooyoung hissed in pain again as a fresh layer of cream was applied to his legs. San placed his hands on his shoulders to keep him flat on the table while the medic muttered apologies.

"Is she dead?" Jongho growled as he took in the burns on Wooyoung's legs.

"Yes." San said shortly, still focusing on his omega.