WHELVE ↠ NA JAEMIN

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Squeezing and twisted her airway. Taeyeon hit his arm, pushing him to let go. She couldn't breathe. Being asthmatic didn't help either; she was losing oxygen. Her body was becoming lifeless. Her grip around his clothing was becoming loose, it got closer and closer... her death! She could feel it, her energy draining out, being consumed into pitch black. The world is leaving her.

He was nearly down with her until he felt something hard hit his jaw - the man's head shot to the side at the strong impact.

The grip around Taeyeon's throat left and the girl gasped for air, coughing out loud. She choked on her salty tears, her sobs becoming louder. Slowly her arm reached out towards the inhaler. A hand gently gripped onto the item, and was placed between her parted lips. She took in deep breaths. The warmth around her left. She glanced up to see the person who saved her.

Her eyes found his soft gaze. "It's ok, I'm here. You're safe now" he gently spoke out while wiping her tears off her rosy cheeks.

Taeyeon sniffed back her tears. "Jaemin -" she called out. He softly smiled at her before putting all his attention towards the man.

His eyes darkened and first clenched, knuckles turned white. A dark aura radiated out of him and venom dropped as he spoke "you're gonna pay for hurting her!" Jaemin gritted his teeth, jaw tightened and rage washed all over him. He placed on a silver pair of brass knuckles and launched onto the man punching him without a break. Scratches formed across his cheek, forehead and blood dripped from his lips. Jaemin stood up and kicked him in his stomach making his body roll "This is how you hurt her didn't you!" Jaemin began to kick him and step on the man. Forcefully, pushing his body onto the unbreakable concrete.

The man coughed out blood "F-fuck"

His eyes widened when jaemin crouched down and glared into his eyes. Jaemin tilted his head slightly smirking after seeing the pure terror in his next victim's eyes. He was shaking with fear.

"You shouldn't have done that. Don't worry I will torture you slowly but I promise that I will kill you by the end!" Before the man could say a word, Jaemin punched him again, sending his head hitting the ground hard. He placed his foot on his leg digging in deep, twisting his ankle in the process. The man yelled out loud for him to stop but jaemin just carried on. He then moved further up, trampling on his chest making him let out a ugly scream of agony.

"J-jaemin!" a small squeal was heard behind him. He turned around to see Taeyeon curled up in a ball shaking in fear after watching him beat the man up effortlessly.

Jaemin sighed "Close your eyes love you don't want to see this!" Taeyeon gulped and shut her eyes immediately and trapped her ears in her palms not wanting to watch any more of the gruesome event.

"I would love to have made it a slow and painful death but I'm gonna have to fucking kill you now itself!" he leaned down and whispered "I hope you have some friends in hell!" he smirked and began the torment.

Seconds felt like minutes

Minutes felt like hours. She froze in her spot, not opening her eyes the slightest nor saying a word but patiently waited until 2 gunshots echoed beyond the vast trees surrounding them.

Her breath hitched and body shook. Birds retreated from the scene, flying for survival. There was no movement nor sounds.

An eerie silence caused a shiver up her spine. Her eyelids fluttered open after a warmth encircled the air near her. Jaemin was in front of her view, eyes wandering around her face examining her wounds.

A small scratch on the side of her forehead was seen, palms and knees scraped. He shut his eyes, calming down his anger and resentment towards the now dead man. He grabbed her hand and tried to lift her up onto her feet but she didn't budge but instead whimpered slightly feeling a tightened pain along her limbs and stomach.

Jaemin instantly let her go and crouched down cupping her face "Are you hurt?" he asked, worry laced in his words.

She nodded slowly and pointed towards her ribs and stomach. Jaemin instantly turned his back. Understanding what he was suggesting, Taeyeon climbed onto his broad back without hesitating and wrapped her arms around his neck while his hands rested behind her legs holding her up.

Taeyeon leaned her head on his shoulder, her face nuzzling into his nape. Jaemin could feel his shirt getting slightly damp by the droplets of tears trailing down his neck

She was silently crying, he didn't say a word so that she could let out all her sorrow.