The Scent of Your Blood

Chapter 36 [M]

(4:11 PM)

Yunho sighed and closed the door. "He's asleep," he said and the others, who were watching another movie, looked over at him.

"We need to talk to him about this Seonghwa dude," Wooyoung said as he stood up.

"No, just let Hongjoong sleep. He looks like he needs it," Yunho said and walked over to the couch to sit next to his boyfriend.

The movie ended 30 minutes later and they all stood up to leave.

"We'll talk to Hongjoong tomorrow. Come on, let's go," Yunho said and they all left. He made sure to lock the door before rushing after the others and stepped inside the elevator.

Hongjoong rolled over onto his back and scrunched his nose then sneezed. He sniffed and curled up into a ball. Suddenly, the loud sound of something falling over made him jump and he shot up. Thinking it was one of his friends, he slowly laid down and closed his eyes.

He heard groaning and he opened his eyes before slowly getting off his bed. Hongjoong put his ear up to his bedroom door and listened. He couldn't hear the T.V and no one was talking, so his friends must have left.

Whoever was on the other side let out another pained groan then something fell over and smashed. Hongjoong looked around and unplugged his alarm clock to use as a weapon just in case then opened the door.

He saw a blonde-haired man holding himself up using the couch while his other arm was wrapped around his abdomen which was bleeding quite badly and Hongjoong tried getting a better look at the man's face but it was covered by his long hair.

"Who are you? And why are you in my apartment?" Hongjoong said with confidence. The man looked up and that's when the other dropped the alarm clock, it breaking from the impact. His eyes widened in disbelief and they started to get watery.

"S-Seonghwa?" He struggled to say the demon's name, his voice coming out strained and Seonghwa grunted.

"Hongjoong, help me, please," his grip on the couch loosened and he fell to the floor. Hongjoong became angry and he clenched his jaw.

Wait, so after 6 months of not seeing him, Seonghwa comes crawling to him for help, thinking Hongjoong was going to help him?!

"You think you can just show up after months, asking for my help after you broke my heart?!" He shouted.

"I'm sorry," he said through gritted teeth. "I'm so sorry, Hongjoong."

"6 months, Seonghwa! Every day seemed to drag on for far too long ever since you left and the longer you were away, the more I believed you weren't coming back. I-I haven't been able to sleep well because I've been having nightmares."

Seonghwa squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his lips together. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Sorry isn't going to help my broken heart, you asshole!" He shouted, tears streaming down his face. "Why should I care if you're hurt?"

"I know you don't care but Luna will be upset if something really bad happens," he looked at Hongjoong with pleading eyes.

"Fucking hell, I hate you," he said through gritted teeth as he walked over and crouched down in front of Seonghwa "Why are you bleeding? What happened?" He asked and Seonghwa gripped his hand.

"Stabbed, poison. I need your blood to get rid of it or I'll be paralysed and die," he grunted.

Hongjoong frowned as he moved the demon's arm away and lifted the soaked shirt revealing a deep wound. He wanted to help even though he also didn't but he also didn't want him to die. Why must he be so whipped for this damn demon?