Jake came into his room and the lights automatically switch on, his bed lay untouched as he'd never had a chance sleep on it. He had spent the whole night next to Donghae, waiting for him the wake up. Which had been pretty useless now...

Jake closed his eyes and placed a hand on his left shoulder, wincing in pain. His right shoulder hurt from the deep cut.

"What a sight" said a sarcastic voice and Jake looked behind him to see Luca standing near the door frame, arms crossed.

He gave Jake's body a head-to-toe calculating look. The boy looked exhausted enough that Luca almost felt a pang of pity for him. Suddenly, he caught the sight of Jake's white faced look. Through the shirt sleeve, blood freely flowed down along his fingers and dripped on to the floor. As far as Luca was concerned, Hyukjae didn't seem very aware of it.

Jake looked away and sighed, Donghae had been pushing hard onto his shoulder that the cut he had gotten there had started to bleed. Although he should've felt a blinding pain, Jake hadn't even had the chance to feel it because he'd been so caught up with the outburst of sudden tangles of new, and raw emotions.

Why did Donghae say something like that? Did he hurt his feeling without knowing? Did he fucking know how much it hurt him now?

His stream of endless worries were abruptly cut off when Luca came near him and gently took off his Zegna blazer, along with the once briliant white shirt he'd worn underneath it. Luca winced at the at the reopened cut which was now in the process of turning into a colourful shade of maroon.

"This is not going to work" tutted Luca, briskly shaking his head. "this shit needs some serious stiches, I'll go get the medic before your brain registers the pain you ought be feeling right now"

Pain? Nothing is worse than the pain he'd felt earlier when he looked at Donghae. If it's gonna make him scream in agony, then he would gladly be happy enough to go for it if it keeps his mind distant from any fucking thoughts. Relieve pain with pain... fuck! he almost wished for a hardcore alcohol bottle to appear so he could just get drunk and forget about everything...even his name.

Jake nodded without saying anything and watched as Luca left the room, all he wanted was to get off this shitty episode in his life,

'Forget Donghae' crooned a little voice inside his head, 'why cant you do it? you've faced bigger shit than this! He is simply nothing to you'

"forget him" muttered Hyukjae to himself closing his eyes; but his mind refused to show him anything but Donghae's handsome face, and the way his boxers were showing over his denim when his strong hands pinned him on the bed.

Jake's breathing picking up as he ran his fingers over his chest, touching his hard a abs and stopping over the boxer band that had come up over his trouser. When he opened his eyes again, he saw himself in the mirror that stood in front of him. His mind was finally set.

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Blood...but whose blood? Hyukjae didnt seem hurt when he went out of his room...

Donghae walked out of his room, having no idea where the hell he was, the creame coloured wallpaper on the corridor made him feel more dizzier than ever...he looked bothways and sighed, the corridor streatched to opposite directions, with large wooden doors that stood opposite to each other at the same intervals,

Donghae took a few steps forward, but his mind was spinning, what he had said to Jake can never be taken back, but it had shattered him to see how coolly Jake had taken the information.

But deep down, Donghae knew that their love couldn't go on it was probably the best thing to stop... especially now that he knew he was being a downright enemy to the entire Falcon Circle by just being there next to Jake. His head ached from having LaVerè watching his every move like a hawk, and his mother pressuring him to kill Jake; the same boy who just happened to have an affair with him, well atleast Donghae believed what they had was an affair...

Donghae kept one hand on his forhead, pressing gently against the pressure points on his temples to calm himslf down. Since when did his life become a never-ending whirlwind?

He glanced up when he heard some people coming down the corridor, it was Luca, and with him came a short balding man wearing spectacles and he was carrying what looked like a medical kit.

"There you are" said Luca once he saw him, "how are you now?"

Donghae wished Luca would yell at him instead, "I'm fine" he muttered under his breath as Luca watched him.

"I need you to come with us" said Luca and Donghae nodded. After passsing two identical wooden doors, Luca stopped and opened a door which had the gold VVIP tag. As Donghae walked in, he took a sharp breath and stared,

The room was litterally looking as if a tornado has blasted inside it the night before... the pretty china that had decorated the room lay scattered on the floor, broken into pieces that were beyond repair. The windows were looking frosted with several holes, indicating that it has been shot atleast twice... while the poor mirror was litterally in pieces. Donghae also noticed that he was the only one who was shaken by the sight. The other two looked calm enough.

As he looked around, he suddenly saw Jake sitting on the edge of his bed, with his pistol lying next to him. Dried blood lines raked down from the cut in his shoulder; and the remaining red-black blood ran thickly along his hand and finally dripped sluggishly down onto the floor.

He was shirtless, which made Donghae's eyes travel unbidden down to his chest, the black pendant hanging on his chain gleamed back at Donghae.

So he haven't taken it off yet!

Jake was breathing hard, and it complemented his hard tonned abs as it flexed right before Donghae's eyes, glistening with sweat although the room was fully air-conditioned. Finally, Donghae's looked back at Jake's own dark stormy eyes which were looking right at him with undisguised loathing.

Like a fallen hell angel...waiting till the world falls down at his feet... well, fucking relevant enough.

Luca chuckled when he saw Jake, and for once, Hyukjae completely ignored Donghae's existence and turned his attention toward Luca and the doctor.

"I see that the pain has finally registered" said Luca, gazing around the room as if he'd expected something like this to happen the moment he'd walked out of it.

"It did" said Jake, still avoiding Donghae, "And I'm fucking done with it"

The doctor came forward and sat down gently next to Hyukjae's tensed upright body, "I've been wondering if I would see you again" he said in a wavering old voice, "you've grown up Mr. Maranzano"

Jake snorted but Donghae noticed him wincing ever so slightly.

"Let me take a look at your shoulder" said the Doctor while touching his wound slightly. Jake bit his lower lip.

The old man sighed, "Luca is right, it needs stiches, I'll put you through this injection so you won't feel a thing"

But before the doctor could press the needle onto Jake, his hand shot up and took the needle from the doctor's hand, earning himself a confused look from the old man.

"I don't need it" he muttered, and the old man sighed.

"Fine" he said, "I know you too well not to argue with you, but believe me the pain is going to be real"

"I'll take that" said Jake stubborly.

"Jake" said a voice, and for a moment, it stabbed right through his heart, just like the glass shard that cut his shoulder in the first place. Just like the first day he'd seen him...

"Jake" said Donghae again, and for some reason, Hyukjae saw his eyes looking suspiciously wet...or maybe it was just his inagination... "please take that painkiller, or it'll hurt you"

So you've got the nerve to talk back to me haven't you? Lee Donghae, I'm not fucking done with you yet...

Donghae saw Jake glance at him, and for a moment, his heart fluttered, foolishly wanting to feel him again, to touch him...atleast once... but it was just a millisecond daydream,

Jake gave him a pure evil little smirk, without hesitating, he took the syringe and threw it into the dustbin where it broke instantly.

"Well" sighed the doctor, mopping his forehead, "that was that"

But Jake was ignoring the old man, his eyes were locked onto Donghae's face as he stared at him as coldly as he could. His luminous eyes flashed maliciously.

"I don't want to hear another word from you" snapped Hyukjae lazily as he got up.

"And" he drawled, walking towards Donghae who shivered uncontrollably,

"who the fuck gave you the permission to come to my room?"

A/N: well that was that...something very interesting is gonna happen...

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