-Embers- (5)
— wc: 10k
Who could it possibly be?
You sat up slightly, confused. Rubbing your eyes, you stood up shakily. Was it Felix, finally come to get you? Or Jeongin, perhaps?
Who in their right mind would venture out to you when the downpour was this heavy? You took in an anxious breath, slowly lifting yourself up.
As the knocking continued, you stood up and walked over hastily, deciding to open the door before it could get any louder and cause the dragons to wake.
Your hand closed around the handle, your heart slamming against your ribcage in fear, reminiscent of the raindrops falling against the stable walls.
Finally, you pulled the door open.
Your eyes widened as you stared at the last person you’d expected to see.
There he was, in front of you. His heavy, dazed eyes wildly searched your shocked ones as he tried to move forward. He was out of breath, soaked, distressed and...wounded?
"Minho, you-" Before you could say much more, Minho's eyes shut as he collapsed into your arms.
That was when you properly noticed the blood seeping through his shirt, staining the fabric a deep red. What the fuck-
Minho blinked up at your aghast face, wincing and swallowing as he clutched onto your shirt tightly. "Y-Y/n...please…” He begged, trying to suck in a breath, desperately failing.
“Help.”