Fear the blade (1/1)

Tonight’s fight was a fight using blades. We had two daggers and we had the right to kill our adversary at the end of the fight. I never killed them, though. And I didn’t fear death. I would never lose. I was Eunhyuk the Invincible, after all. Once again, my adversary was Leeteuk. He didn’t look worried at all about the fight. Either he was overly confident in his skills, or he knew I wouldn’t kill him even if I won. Mr. Kim’s voice resounded in the speakers, announcing the fight was starting. I immediately jumped on Leeteuk, daggers ready to attack. He blocked my attack easily - after all, he wasn’t THAT bad -, but I was stronger than him and I pushed his blades aside before striking. I could only cut his arms a bit - he had already moved back so I wouldn’t do too much damage. I attacked again and again until his arms were covered in shallow wounds. And then, after a while, he decided he had seen enough. A smile appeared on his lips and he attacked. I never saw the attack. I only felt the blades getting deeply through my arms, from elbow to wrist. I froze, felt my blades leaving my hands. I fell on my knees, the unbearable pain making my mind go totally blank. The fight was over. And I had lost. **************************************** Of course, illegal street fighters wouldn’t go to the hospital when they had wounds. There was a doctor employed by the boss, but that was it. If you were wounded, that was your problem. At least, I had Donghae to heal my wounds. With his powers, he was able to make my hands able to move again, but… I didn’t have the strength I used to have. I trained non-stop during the next days, trying to get back my strength. But that was useless. It would take months before I could be as strong as before. If I tried and went back to fight like this… I would lose. Again. My eyes filled with anger and shame as I remembered my defeat. Why? Why had I lost? I felt Donghae hugging me gently, and I snuggled in his arms, trying not to cry. “Donghae-ah… you’ll protect me, right?” “Even if it costs me my life.” “Even if I’m so weak now?” “I will always protect you.” I started crying, slowly, softly, before bursting out into tears. I hugged Donghae as tight as I could, but I knew I was as weak as when I had started fighting. No. I was even weaker than when I had started fighting. I tried hugging him tight, but my arms started shaking uncontrollably, unable to be as strong as before. Donghae kissed me softly, but I broke the kiss and hid my face against his neck. I didn’t want him to see me like that. He softly insisted, and I couldn’t resist anymore. I knew he would be able to force me anytime, but he didn’t. He loved me too much to do that. His lips met mine, tasted my tears, tenderly wiped them off though they couldn’t stop flowing. I kissed him breathlessly, until I suddenly felt his fangs touching my skin. I opened my eyes and moved back in fear, my breath becoming short and nervous. I saw Donghae looking at me, surprised, frowning, not knowing why I had moved back so suddenly. My legs let go under me, and I fell on the ground, shaking in fear. When his fangs had touched me, even if they didn’t pierce through my skin, I had remembered the feeling of the blades in my body. Donghae approached me, his eyes full of sadness and compassion. He had read my thoughts. He now knew why I had moved back like that. He hugged me softly as I cried even more. I would never be the same again.