i’m sorry, my brother
( @cctaemin )
battle is basic when you’re a hero. wounds, a norm. jongin knows this and if his memory from the first timeline stands for anything, he should know this better than anyone. today he’s teamed up with taemin and the both of them, quite honestly, make a pretty good pair. jongin relies on his strength instead of anything else; his best point.
and he thinks that they’ve got it this time, that they’ve finally defeated this beast. but he’s wrong. it fights back and this time he watches as taemin gets striked. he moves before he can think, there’s an alarm ringing in his head, fear colouring his eyes as he jumps to taemin’s side.
shit, he thinks, “fuck,” he breathes and he doesn’t waste any time. all he can see, all he remembers is the red adorning taemin, the blood against his lips. it’s never happened here, not now, but jongin sees it and his heart is thumping loud against his chest. quickly he grabs at taemin’s arm, practically carrying the boy before he’s running off, leaving the monster behind.
no, no, not again. he’s afraid, fear crawling up into his chest and there’s this pool of guilt that settles into his stomach. when they’re finally a good distance from the monster jongin releases taemin, pulling himself away from the boy.
he’s shaking.
“taemin –– are you,” he turns to taemin, and his eyes are panicked. “are you alright?”