"Nope, not happening" Chan growled.

"Then let me go free. I don't particularly like being trapped" Felix scoffed.

"Like fuck that's happening either. You're going to help us get the law and the Bangtan Boys off our backs, but you are not getting anything from me" Chan spat.

"Why are you being so nasty?" Felix looked angry, but if you looked closer there was a tinge of hurt in his eyes, "honestly, you're being more like me than I first realised"

"He's nothing like you!" Jisung exclaimed, wanting nothing more than to choke Felix until he died.

"Oh please, he's everything like me" Felix scoffed, "everyone just refuses to see it, including himself apparently"

"At least he doesn't have the ugly scarring like the mark of a monster" Changbin deadpanned.

Felix tensed up, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. Chan shook his head, glancing at Changbin, "wrong words to say Changbin"

"Damn fucking right they were the wrong words to say" Felix growled out, reaching into his boot and drawing out a small pocket knife.

Chan raised an eyebrow, wondering how he'd managed to hide it but didn't get to voice those thoughts because, in what seemed like mere seconds, Felix was right up in his face with the blade of the knife pressed against the side of his brow bone. There were shouts of protest which Chan immediately calmed by saying a simple 'don't stop him'.

"Ugly scarring like the mark of a monster" Felix turns to face Changbin with a snarl, "well, I guess this monster is gonna mark another"

Slowly, and painfully so, he drags the knife down and Chan has to bite his bottom lip hard to conceal his cry of pain. Felix turns to Chan, looking up at him with a smile the screamed insanity.

"You give me what I want" Felix whispered, anger dripping from every word, "and I give you what you want. Maybe not necessarily merge our gangs together, but I want your gang to offer mine protection. There are a lot of people who want us dead, people beyond the gangs in this area, beyond even this country. I fucking told you back at the jail that there are gangs out there that are far more dangerous than mine is. You do that for me, and I help you get the law and the Bangtan Boys off your backs" Felix now had the knife pressed against the side of his neck, "and if you impress me, I might help you out in the future"

"So, we become allies? And in turn, you help us out?" Chan asked, leaning forward a little and unintentionally causing the blade to create a cut on the side of his neck.

"Yes" Felix breathed out.

Chan seemed to think about it for a while, before coming to a decision.

"Alright, you have yourself a deal" Chan agrees to Felix's terms.

"What the fuck!? What is wrong with you Chan!?" Jaehwi exclaimed.

Chan leaned away, glancing over at Jaehwi. She never usually has an outburst like that, and it shocked Chan a little to see her so angry. Then again, she was the more wild twin of Minho, so he shouldn't be that surprised.

Jaehwi flipped her long, midnight black hair over her shoulder as she tensed up and stared at Chan with fury in her eyes, "Chan, he's fucking crazy! We can't trust him!"

Suddenly angered with her tone, Chan says, "don't go against me Lee Jaehwi, it won't end well"

"What, you'll kill me?" Jaehwi scoffed.

"I'll lock you in the basement" Chan deadpanned.

Minho, protective of his sister, says, "you know she has claustrophobia from the last time she pissed you off and you locked her up down there!"

"Hah, that's funny" Felix suddenly giggles, turning around with the small knife still in his hand, "I have claustrophobia too"

Minho glares at Felix, "sure you do, fucking liar"

"I may be insane, but I don't lie" Felix snapped, "hard to believe, I know, but I also have a fear of the dark. I never sleep alone. I also have the occasional night terror" Felix shrugged it off, "but of course, who would believe an insane monster?" Felix shook his head, walking back over to the wall he had been previously leaning against, sliding down into a sitting position.

Chan could feel the warm blood from the cuts travelling down and staining his shirt, but he couldn't care any less in that moment. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a deal for a deal...

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