Third pov

Jaehyun quietly laughed and tugged Taeyong closer to him. He wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and he enjoyed seeing the angered looks Sicheng sent his direction. Jaehyun teasingly raised his eyebrows at the angered teen who was in love with Taeyong.

"Jaehyun, let Taeyong go. He still can't even express his emotions, and you're taking advantage of it! Leave him alone for a while, at least until he's himself." Sicheng begged and gently pulled on Taeyong's right wrist.

"Sicheng, why would I be taking advantage of him? The only way to free him from this emotionless slate is an act of true love. Sicheng, that act can only be done by me, myself. By expressing this love and care towards him I'm slowly chipping away at it!" Jaehyun mutters. He places a chaste kiss to Taeyong's hair before interlocking their fingers together.

   "But I've been in love with him since I met him in freshman year! Then you just swoop in and claim him to be your reincarnated boyfriend. This isn't fair!" Sicheng whined.

"Sicheng—"

  "No you listen to me, and listen good. I've loved him since the day I forced him to vomit back up the dozen pills he popped! That was freshman year, now we're seniors. Three years, Jaehyun. I've been by his side through every suicide attempt. Through every breakup. Through his parents' divorce.

  "I know him better than I know myself, Jaehyun. I can't just let a love like what I feel go so easily, not when I have a chance." Sicheng concluded. He gently caressed his thumb over the top of Taeyong's hand.

   Internally Taeyong was a screaming mess. He couldn't believe his best friend had liked him for so long.

   How had he not seen the signs? How did he not realized the looks Sicheng gave him?

   Why couldn't he find it within himself to even want to return the feelings?

   Taeyong had never thought of Sicheng in a way other than his best friend. Taeyong loves him, this is true, but not quite the way Sicheng would like it.

  "While I'm extremely grateful you saved my love, I can't give him up either. I traded my humanity for him, and he was the one to return the humane emotions to my rage-filled body. After his first death I was... insane. I was murderous and angry at the world.

  "I hated how it could so easily take such a beautiful soul away. It broke me. I couldn't handle watching him get hurt, watching him die, seeing him fear me once I became this.. monster." Jaehyun spat, his eyes glistened with tears unshed.

  Sicheng could feel his heart grow heavy. He hung his head and sat in a quiet silence.

   The silence was broken once Jungwoo noticed just how long Mark was taking in the shower.

   "Guys, isn't it a little worrying? He's been in there for almost an hour already!" Jungwoo exclaims as he stands up from the plush bed. Sicheng and Yuta, who had came in a few minutes ago, quickly jumped up from the bed.

   Sicheng and Yuta gave each other grim, knowing looks before they twisted open the door knob.

   "Mark? Are you okay, baby? Do you need help?" Yuta asked as he peeked his head through the door, his eyes covered. Since Sicheng and Yuta had saved Mark, Yuta cared for and babied Mark. He truly hates to see the sweet boy in any kind of pain.

   He heard no reply. He uncovered his eyes before he rushed further into the bathroom with a screech. He fell to his knees beside the bathtub, his stomach in knots as he looked at the fading boy who seemingly endlessly shed blood.

  "Mark! Come on, baby, say something! Anything! Please!" Yuta cried as he applied pressure to one thigh as Sicheng did the same to his other.

   "Mom!" Yuta shouts loudly, knowing Miss Lee would come rushing. The two continued to apply pressure though they knew it wasn't helping.

"She went out earlier, Yuta. And an ambulance would get here in time to save him. I can, but if he were to—"

"Just do it!" Yuta shouts at Jaehyun, his eyes never stopped dripping liquid sadness. Jaehyun nods then steps into the bathroom.

Kneeling beside Mark, Jaehyun lifted his own wrist to his mouth and sharply bit into his flesh. The males around him began to feel squeamish at the sight. Jaehyun placed his wrist into Mark's mouth and allowed the boy to swallow some of his blood.

"Jaehyun, why did you do that?! I thought you were going to zap us to a hospital or something! What's going to happen to him, he's a wolf!" Sicheng sobs as he took a swing at Jaehyun's cheek. He pulled his hand back and cradled it, muttering, "Ow ow."

"Sicheng, once my blood enters his system it will physically heal him. It won't heal anything mental, though." Jaehyun said once he stood back up.

"Can you two get him dressed? If he stays in that tub of water he will get sick. Plus, I'm really having to hold back right now from how potent the scent of his blood is in this room." Jaehyun then walked out of the bathroom, gently pulling Taeyong along with him.

Taeyong's pov

Mark, why would you try this again? You were doing so well- you were clean for three years! Mark, I'm so sorry I can't help you.

My heart ached and grew heavy in my chest. I couldn't control anything, only allow Jaehyun to pull me out of my thoughts and the bathroom. He sat down on my bed and placed his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply.

I could feel tears soak my hair the longer he held me close to him. Though it pained me heavily, I pushed him off of me and scooted away.

"Don't touch me, I am not yours. I am no one's but my father's son. Leave me alone." I calmly state as I nonchalantly checked my nails. Jaehyun's face fell even further until his eyes glared red and his fangs protruded.

"You are my mate, I am damned to hell because I saved you out of love. Do not give me that tongue icy, or you may not have it long." Jaehyun snarls back.

"I've accepted being damned, but I won't accept losing you. I won't let you go that easy, love."

A/N

On Halloween, Wonho left Monsta X. My heart aches seeing such a sweet male leave on rumors. Please, help Monbebe in any way you can. We need our fake Maknae back and happy. There's a Change petition to sign, I have it linked below.

If you can, please sign it. All it requires is your name and Email, nothing more. But if you cannot, please share some of the hashtags Monbebe have trending on Twitter.

Thank you, Wonho. If you don't come back, know how much Monbebe love you. Know how many lived you've saved and made brighter, just by being you. I know you've made my dismal life a lot happier. I love you, Wonho. Take care of yourself, and stay safe.

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