Onew seemed to suck it up and put a hand on his shoulder. "You do that. Get some sleep."
The others were all crowded outside but Onew told them to back off. A kind gesture that added to Taemin's guilt. He hated lying but what else could he do? He called SHINee's chauffeur, Hiro, and ten minutes later he was parked up outside. Taemin delibrately sat in the back seat so he was as far as possible from him.
When they had stopped at a traffic light, Hiro looked at him through the mirror. "I find that a hot water bottle, some soup and a good nights sleep is the best remedy." He smiled kindly.
"Kamsahamnida, Hiro shi."
"No problem, son."
The head ache seemed at its peak, when they finally pulled up at his dorm. Taemin felt at crumbling point. Mumbling a thank you to Hiro, he ran straight for the dorm and closed the door behind him. What the hell is going on with me? he thought frightenedly, to himself.
Taemin kicked off his shoes and poured himself a glass of water, but to his dismay it did nothing to quench his thirst. His throat was still as sore and as painful as ever. Maybe it was some sort of 24hour sickness or worse some kind of disease. But he had never heard of a disease that involved the dying urge to pounce on someone.
Deciding to sleep it off, he headed towards his bedroom and flicked on the light.
"Don't scream!" A girl said, putting her hands up in surrender.
Taemin did exactly what she didn't want. Before he was able to let the whole neighbourhood think there was a murder taking place, the girl yelled out a strange word. The shouting stopped immediately. Horrified, Taemin's hands rested on the place where his mouth would have been. There was nothing there. He couldn't do much but stare at the girl with wide eyes.
She laughed. "That's better. Now give me a second I just need to do the memorio incantation." She closed her eyes and Taemin suddenly felt a wierd sensation. It was like something was filling an empty hole in a part of his brain. New knowledge and information closing up the space.
Taemin blinked twice. "H-hana? W-what...?" he said, when his mouth reappeared ofcourse.
Hana grinned and did a little celebration dance. She ended the performance with a fist punching the air. "I totally rocked that spell didn't I? And here Leo was telling me I was useless." She laughed to herself.
She stopped when she saw the look on Taemin's face. It was a lovely mixture of disturbed and agonized. Biting her lip in embarassment, she took out the same vial from last night. It was filled with more delicious red blood.
"You seem more controlled than yesterday." Hana concluded, uncapping the vial for him. "You may do the honours but try not to drink it to fast, will you."
The last of his willpower ebbing away, Taemin snatched the vial out of her hands and gulped down the liquid, greedily. There was no way to describe it but to groan in relief. It was heaven on his tongue.
"Good?" Hana smiled.
Taemin wiped his mouth with the back of his hands. "Amazing. What is this stuff?"
Hana frowned like it was a hard question to explain. "Yeah....about that. I need to show you something. Is it alright if you come with me?"
The famouse quote, "Never go off with strangers", ran through Taemin's head. In the current situation it seemed like good advice but it seemed to be playing tennis match with the opposing side. Hana didn't look evil. In fact she looked the opposite. He felt as if he knew her previously. But of course, Taemin wasn't going to bet on the crazy. Or the completely delusional for that matter.
Chapter 2
Magsimula sa umpisa
