My Only Weakness [INFIDGET]

Chapter Seven: Scars and Cuts

A/N : Infinite has a blood kink :3 Warning for excessive blood kink, Don't like blood descriptions? This probably won't be the chapter for you.

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POV: Infinite

I slipped out of my bed and sneaked into the bathroom without waking up the wolf sleeping on the chair. I ran a hand through my long locks of white hair before looking in the mirror above the sink. I had placed my mini monitor on the shelf beside the sink like last time.

Chaos, I look rough as hell.

I'll shower tomorrow.

I took off my gloves and looked at the small cuts that were littered around my wrists, they were drying up and turning into scabs, they weren't really noticeable against my black fur but if someone looked up close they could see them clear as day. I glanced at my claws, I kept them sharp for quite a while during the war because if I didn't have the ruby I'd still have a pair of sharp claws at my use.

I always wondered about the ruby every now and again since I first woke up in the hospital. It must have vanished as I was teleported away to Eggmans fortress.

Strange...

But there's nothing I can do about it now.

Taking my right hand, I glided my claws over the dried up cuts on my left wrist. I smirked to myself,

I wonder if I could get away with my arms...

It's a risk, but it's different than just cutting my wrists all the time.

I brought my claws up to my left arm and dragged them from my elbow to my wrist, I hissed but the smirk never left my face. I felt my skin breaking and tearing under my claws as they penetrated it. Blood trickled down my arm as I detached my bloodied claws, the blood dripped down from my arm to the floor in small droplets and collected in a tiny puddle.

I looked at my claws and licked the blood off them, admittedly, it tasted good.

I could get addicted to this.

Once my claws were cleaned I looked at my bloodied arm, the cut wasn't that deep but still leaked a lot of crimson blood. I started to clean my arm with my tongue, my fur was stained with the dark liquid but my tongue made quick work of cleaning it up.

My arm was cleaned of the blood, but that doesn't mean my cut didn't stop bleeding. I felt no pain, just the adrenaline of the taste of blood and the lust for more...

I licked my lips and purred quietly.

Hmm...

I wonder what that wolf's blood tastes like...

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a faint gasp coming from the bathroom door. I mentally cursed myself for not locking the damn door when I stepped inside. I looked towards the red furred wolf who was staring at me, I didn't show that much emotion in my face other than annoyance that he interrupted me.

"What are you doing?!" He shouted and rushed to me. I growled at him and swiftly grabbed his wrist, he yelped from my tight grip. I approached his ear and whispered,

"Don't interrupt me ever again." I hissed angrily and let go of his wrist. "Now get out."

His ears folded down in shock but he retaliated, "No!"

I seen him clench his fists, I smirked and approached him, he walked backwards to a wall in fear. I grabbed his chin, "Don't forget who's in control here, I may be recovering, but I can still rip that sorry little face of yours off."

I continued, "Leave now, and don't make me say it again."

"I promise myself to help you" he frowned. "And yet you stand here cutting yourself!"

I narrowed my eyes and gripped his neck, "You have no right invading my personal business."

"I'm trying to h-help" the wolf choked out, "You...n-need it"

I sighed heavily and released my grip, something inside me prevented me from strangling the poor wolf.

Wait...poor?

What the hell is wrong with you, Infinite?

This is merely someone who wants to help.

Nothing more.

The wolf gasped for breath before looking at me with those large amber eyes and pleading, "Please...don't cut anymore..."

I looked away from him, "Only I am in control of what I do, no one else."

"Can I at least help bandage your arm?..." He spoke up timidly.

The sting of pain finally hit me when he mentioned my arm, I glanced down at it, it had started to bleed again. "Fine." I huffed.

The wolf approached me, specifically my arm, and got a good look at it before seeing the small puddle of blood on the ground. He looked...sad? Disappointed? I wasn't sure. He took out a roll of bandages from one of his pockets and a spray bottle from another, he grabbed a small towel and washed the wound first before spraying the wound with disinfectant to prevent the large wound from being infected and then he wrapped bandages around my arm, the wire that was on my wrist that connected to the monitor was fine and the wolf had bandaged my arm so the wire can stay on top of the bandages and won't get stuck underneath it.

Chaos, he has a full first aid kit in those pockets.

I guess he really is prepared for anything thrown in his way...

Well, ALMOST everything.

Once he was done, he washed the floor, cleaning the blood off it before cleaning the towel and placing it back on the shelf.

I watched him throughout the cleaning, my wound no longer hurt either. He glanced at me, "You should go back to bed" he rubbed his arm and passed me my monitor.

I nodded slowly, taking the monitor and going back to my bed, I layed down and sighed.

Did I just take orders from that wolf?

What the hell is wrong with me.

I decide what I do with my life, not him.