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"He is dangerous! What the fuck where you on to even think about that option! Imagine Changbin was here? He would have killed him in seconds! Damn, he will probably even kill ME on the spot."

"He won't! Understand me, Jeongin. He is a friend of me and was dying. I couldn't let him die. Come on, just cook something with chocolate."

"I can't believe chocolate is a medicine for you guys! That's literally so unfair!"

"Jeongin! Don't be a child!"

"Changbin does not have chocolate, does he?"

"No , but you have."

"How would you know?"

"I smelled it."

"That's so damn freaky... not only sweet tooth, but also a sweet nose.", I hear the new voice, called Jeongin by Chris, whisper in an pouty and angry tone. I listen to his foot taps leaving the room, before Chan says: "You can open your eyes now."

I do as he says. He sits on the edge of the bed and rolls a piece of rough fabric around his fingers, to roll it up into a decent lump.

"How is your heart?"

"Wasn't to bad. It's closing."

"Good."

He puts the roll into a drawer.

"Drink this.", he points on the carton next to the bed. A big cup is standing there. When I took the first sip, I could tell what it was. The typical medicine for cases like this in hell. A hot chocolate, nearly as creamy as pudding, with a full spoon of sugar, probably lava melted marshmallows and this in a full half liter cup.

"Jeongin is making chocolate soup."

"Chan, I am fine. It's still night. I should go." I can feel how my strenght rises and my demon awakens again. I can also feel how my eyes fight to hide the red.

"You mean because of Jeongin? You are right, I will ask him about the soup real quick.", seconds later the older demon comes back with a cup of soup, that has a slight hint of chocolate in it. I also hear Jeongins loud voice coming from the kitchen. He sounds angry.

"Ignore him. He is just a child.", Chan says as if he can read my mind.

"I am a full freaking adult, old man!", the younger screams and for a short time a laugh leaves my throat and my eyes shine brown again. I take the soup and in seconds I ran back to the other side of the forest again, sitting on the branch, my legs dangling down, while I sip my soup and listen to the voice of the sleeping trees.






Seungmin POV

The nurse fell asleep on my couch. He should be fired right away again... tsk. Or I am just to strict with him. Right at the moment I would not wish for anyone else, because that is the only way, that allows me to sneak out. Quiet I took my keys and drive the wheelchair out of my apartment. Outside, I closed the dorm and locked it, trying to make no ways, then rolling ahead to the elevator and pressing the button next to it. The thing took too much time and if I could I would nervously shake my leg. But nothing mives, which makes me sigh frustrated. Finally it stopped and opened in my floor. I roll in and was surprised how easy I can already use the wheelchair. I pressed fhe button the groundfloor and nervously played with my keys, waiting for the final ping before the doors open up. Then I started to roll outside and fastly leave the hall, rolling on the pathway and searching for my car. I opened the car and in that miment it hit me. I cursed madly, trying to open the car door with one hand, pressing the second one against the car for grip. And if J thought this was difficult, I was wrong. Even tho, I always trained in the past, lifting my body into the driver seat and clapping the wheelchair together, to drag it into my car, was a whole nother level. But in the end I got it. I feel the sweat running in my warm, puffy winter jacket anx lean my head back, sighing exhauted. Then I thought back to my plan. My motivation to find out what happened to Jeongin and slove this damn case. My grip on the car's wheel got stronger and my view focused, while I start the motor. I turned the wheel and pressed the accelerator, except I do not. My eyes wander down on my numb leg, that does not move a single bit as realization hit me. I screamed loudly and painfully, gripped the wheel tighg enough to leave traces of my nails and bang my head against the middle of the wheel, honking by mistake. How can I get out of this stupid shit...

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