♡ Abandoned Warehouse

@Taemin The doctor had arrived to the room within minutes with a few other nurses as they pushed along a portable x-ray machine, which didn't look cheap at all. The rest of the men backed off but the one that was applying pressure to Daehyun's wound remained until a nurse came along to swap places with him. They hooked him up to a few equipment before they began work on stabilizing him and closing the wound. The 3 men who were responsible for his injuries were standing off the side, rigid and tense with the Taemin's words echoing in their heads.

It took some time for them to close the wounds and take care of his broken ribs, but they were able to stabilize him within 2 hours. They wrapped and switched his wound carefully and eased him on to his side so he wasn't applying any pressure to his ribs before the doctor approached Taemin, taking off the doctor mask and throwing out the bloody gloves he wore. He explained to Taemin about Daehyun's injuries; 4 broken ribs and 2 fractured ones that pure a little too much pressure on his lung, which is why it made it hard for him breathe and also why they put an oxygen mask over Daehyun's mouth so it would be easier. The stab wound was deep and it cut his stomach, which explained why he had coughed up blood earlier, and he lost a lot of blood so a nurse was sent out to go get some blood of his type. Other than that, there was just major bruises on his torso - the gash on his cheek and lip were nothing to worry about but they still put some ointment on them so it'd heal faster. The doctor advised Taemin for Daehyun not to apply any pressure on to his injured ribs and to keep the mask on at all times until deemed worthy by him, the doctor, to take it off when the injuries have healed; he was worried that if he took the mask off, he'd gave trouble breathing again and risk opening the stitches.

"Sir, if I may?" One of the three men approached Taemin once the doctor and nurses left. "We wanted to tell you why Daehyun had been targeted by your parents. I'm not sure if you caught the entire story, but we figured you'd at least need to know." He glanced over at Daehyun then back to Taemin. "It's obvious you have something with him, but even we thought it was a little absurd that /he/ was the one we were supposed to target. He has no connection to his parents at all. He cut ties with them years ago after he moved out of the house, despite their efforts on trying to force him into the mafia life. But I guess his parents sturred up even more trouble with yours so you parents took him, made us torture him for answers but Daehyun truly didn't know anything about his parents and where they were... I think your parents knew this too, because Daehyun's parents still go out in public every day so I don't get why they could have had us follow his parents and take them but instead..."

@Daehyun Taemin watched the men take Daehyun away, knowing he should be okay. Safer in his room than in this filthy basement, with a stretch he let out a sigh. Before he started pacing back and forth, an almost inhuman growl escaping past his lips at the thought of what just happened. The other male was right under his nose for two weeks yet he didn't hear anything about it until now, he didn't hear it from his parents but he eavesdrop to hear all this information. It made him livid, what if he came a second any later? Would he of saved Dae or would the other died under his care. Thinking of the throat of the other dying he shook his head, as he stops bringing a hand up to run it through his hair in frustration.

"" He spat out, anger evident before he stalked his walk outside of the room. Almost walking the way to his parent's studies room but he knew if he went in now with this anger it wouldn't turn out good and he rather wait for himself to calm down. But who knows, probably no matter what something bad will happen with his parents. They messed with Dae out of everyone, the feline hybrid was the only person he cared about at the moment and they chose him but they couldn't know. All Tae knew was that... his parents will die sometime. A pleased smirk taking his features at the thought.

With a slight hum he makes his way towards his room, noticing the family doctor rushing through as he scoffed. At least they listened, he was surprised. He may be the heir but he actually doesn't have much bother in here. He was just his parent's pawn to be used, they wouldn't even care if he got captured and tortured to death. Ah, what a life he thought as he turned into his room. Walking inside he glared at the three men in there when he noticed Daehyun had passed out but it was okay, he can sense the shallow breathing still.

"Doctor, hurry up. It's urgent, get him stablised and clean his wounds. Stitch it up, also check his ribs. If you could check if there are any other minor wounds as well that would be amazing." He commanded, as he saw the doctor already getting to work. With a soft hum he moved to go sit in the seat he had in his room, his eyes watching the doctor work away before he stared at the men.

"You three, I may of said I'll let you live if Daehyun lives. But... I think I rather you three die... Meet in the basement in 3 days time. Live your life, enjoy your time alive." He muttered out coldly, eyes narrowed and menacing. He noticed how all of them were scared, it made him laugh. Ah how weak are people these days, thinking their lives are valuable.

@Taemin Daehyun could feel Taemin's warm palm on his forehead and he brushed aside the thought of him being covered in either dried blood or dirt to instead bask in the warm touch. His eyes fluttered closed momentarily before they reopened when he felt a pair of lips press against his forehead; he looked up at the reindeer hybrid and listened carefully to his words before giving a small hum. Of course he knew Taemin was in the mafia - like he was a little bit himself. Both different situation and circumstances but they knew about each other and their involvements with the mafia. However, /that/ he did not know. Taemin was the heir to this mafia gang? The more you know.

The snow leopard didn't say another word in response, finding it that he shouldn't talk so much given his current condition; with a lot of pressure on his lung from the broken ribs, he finds it very hard to breathe at the moment. And every time he tries to gasp for air, the stab wound pulsates in pain and he ends up choking on his own blood. So, yeah, talking? Not the best thing to do at the moment.

He could feel himself starting to fade out and he knew he'd black out completely any moment now. But the second he felt rough hands on his body, his eyes shot open in panic only to see the faces of his attackers picking his body up off of the dirty ground. He had had a mind to claw their eyes out but then he stopped when he heard Taemin's reassuring words being whispered to him when they passed by the reindeer. Daehyun's eyes lifted a bit to send the male one more glance before they turned a corner and were out of sight. The men didn't say single word to Daehyun (who thought it'd be wise of them not to) as they carried him around corners and up some steps before finally reaching their destination. He was placed on to the bed and one of them immediately took off his shirt and pressed it down on to his wound to apply pressure.

"Sorry, sorry." The man apologized, slightly panicked, at Daehyun's pained groan. "We need to stop the flow. You, go get the doctor. Tell him to bring that portable x-ray machine - I think his ribs may be broken. Hey--Hey! C'mon, man, stay with me. He'll kill us if you die before the doctor arrives. Stay awake, man--hey!"

But Daehyun could no longer stay awake. His body felt like a million bricks were laid on him and his eyes could barely keep open. He was too weak - the blood loss proving to be too great and he just couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. So he let his eyes close, let the darkness envelope him in its cold embrace with the echo of Taemin's last words to him in his head.

@Daehyun He perked up when he heard his name, his gaze turning down to glance at you before letting out a small sigh of relief before he frowned listening to the small whimper escaping the other's lips. It hurt him to see the other in such a weak and hurt state, but it angered him to no end either but he was in control of that anger at the moment. With a soft sigh he furrowed his brows as he brought a hand to brush it through Daehyun's sweaty and dirty hair*

"W-Why I'm here.. Uh." He paused, well the other knew he was part of a mafia and it wouldn't hurt that much to tell him right? Taemin already knew he was going to get his revenge for himself and the feline hybrid, so he shrugged it off before he leaned down to press a kiss to the other's forehead as he mutters out. "I'm the heir of this mafia.. I'm sorry I didn't come sooner." Leaning back he let out a frustrated growl as he hears footsteps, standing up.

"It's fine,.. You'll be okay." He reassured the other male before his eyes widened in panic as the other turned and coughed out blood before noticing how Dae was reacting to the pain in his ribs. Huffing out he quickly leaned down to move the other so he was laying back on his back but more off to the side so the other didn't end up choking on his own blood and die. Taemin stood up and turned his head to glance at the guards.

"Does it matter if I'm here with the prisoner or not? I'm the heir here as well, I have permission for everything like my parents do." He hissed out, his personality doing a change as he glared at the guards. He took a few steps menacingly towards them as he muttered angrily. "You guys had no right to leave a prisoner until the bled to death, even if they aren't resourceful. I don't care what my parents say but this is not right at all." He knew he had to say something so he could save Daehyun's life, he could get for it from his parents but not now.

"I want you to listen to me, three of you. Get your asses in here and carry his body to my bedroom. Then call up a ing doctor and make sure he comes right away and let him tend to the feline hybrid's wounds. If you guys don't listen to me, I'll kill you right now, got it?" He commanded out, tone cold with a fierce glare.

"Got it boss!" Taemin grinned, a menace and evil grin in victory before he took a feel steps away as he watched the guards grab Daehyun's body and move him away to his bedroom. As they brought his body past him he murmured out knowing the other would hear just fine.

"Don't worry, you'll be safe.. Remember, I'll be protecting you like I promised."

@Taemin Daehyun could feel a presence beside him but couldn't find the energy to open his eyes anymore. He was still awake, but too weak to do much of anything at the moment. However despite his eyes refusing to open and his hearing going out of it, he could still smell. And through the thickness of his own blood, he smelled the scent of fresh flowers and grass. That was definitely Taemin. He knew that scent anywhere; it had been practically engraved into his mind by now. They've grown so close in such a short amount of time and although Daehyun hasn't verbally said it, he's grown attach to the reindeer.

Was he floating? Or did Taemin grab ahold of his body and lift him up? He felt like his body was floating in the air, ignoring gravity and dumb to the core. However, he felt his body sink back down to the ground and he figured that, yeah, Taemin must've lifted him up a little then set him back down. Daehyun could hear him speaking to him, though; could hear the muffled voice of the other male aside from the ringing in his ears. The feline tried to focus his senses, wanting to hear what Taemin was saying to him. He wanted to hear his voice and see the depth of his brown eyes. So he struggled a little to gather his senses back but he he slowly managed to open his eyes. At first, his sight wobbled and swayed and it made him almost nauseous. He refused to throw up though - because if he did it'd not only be all over Taemin but it'd most likely be nothing but blood.

"Tae.." Daehyum murmured softly once his sight finally focused and he was able to make out Taemin kneeling beside him. At this moment, he could taste his own blood in the back of his throat and /that/ was bad. He could feel his blood pooling into his stomach and it made him let out a small whimper, eyebrows furrowing in both discomfort and pain.

"What're you.. doing here..?" His voice slurred and he scowled a little. His tongue felt heavy and numb. But then he heard a strange sound and it took him a second for him to realize that they were footsteps accompanied by voices. Daehyun's eyes slowly raises to the door and he could see the shadows of at least 3 men approaching the room. The guards were returning back, most likely to check if he was still alive or not.

"Company.." Daehyun grunted a little and inhaled sharply, his throat begin to tighten as he started coughing. His body curled up into himself and he rolled on to his side as his eyes squeezed shut. Placing a hand on the floor, he held himself up as he rolled on to his front and coughed up blood. Suddenly, the pain from his broken ribs shot through his body and he gasps painfully for air, head falling forward so his forehead rests against the concrete floor.

"Hey." One of the guards call out. "What are you doing down here with the prisoner? Is he dead yet?"

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@Daehyun Taemin's ears perked up, to listen out to the sounds in the basement of the abandoned warehouse that his mafia resides in. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as it was just silent at the moment, no heavy breathing.. Could he be late? How bad was the wound, he didn't know but he had to keep searching or else he won't be able to save this person. He'll hate himself more if it was Dae, Daehyun the feline hybrid that understood him and accepted him for who he was. Taemin was quick on his feet as he trotted in a bit more following the blood trail, he heard the groan.

Rushing towards the sound he let out a shaky breath at the figure that laid on the ground, bleeding out. The flow of the blood was so heavy he was scared he wouldn't be able to save whoever this may be. But he knew straight away who it was, from the rounded ears on the other's head and the fluffy long tail that belonged to a snow leopard. It was him.. It was Daehyun.. Taemin's ears folded back against his head, as he crushed and fell onto his knees. His eyes raking over the bloody figure.

"How.. How didn't I know about this.. D-Dae.. Please, I don't want this to be too late. God no, you were the only one who understood me." He almost wailed out, he moved his arms to wrap around the feline's body before dragging him a bit so the other was somewhat half leaning against him. The white haired male made quick work of taking off his jacket, ripping it with force before moving to tie it over the wound to stop the flow of bleeding.

".. If I knew it was you Dae that they were toturing... I would've came faster. Don't die on me now, I know you're a fighter. Fight for your life, don't leave just yet.." He murmured out as he ran his fingers through the other's hair before moving a bit so he can rest Daehyun down on the floor straight on his back. His brown orbs raking over the half body to look for any wounds.

Taemin clenched his fist together, his body shaking. Shaking from the shock of seeing someone he cared about laying on the floor bleeding out. Probably going to end up either going into a coma due to the blood lost or death if it's that bad, he let out a small breath. The other half of him shaking from pure anger for his parents, this was too far. With a small huff, he knew he'll get his revenge after he made sure Daehyun was safe first and recovering.

@Taemin Daehyun watches the men leave, the door slamming shut behind them. He was currently laying on his side, which is proving to be a bad choice because he was laying on the side with broken ribs - that were currently screaming at him in agony. But the wound on his stomach deterred him from moving, as if his entire body went numb from the hit to a critical point. However, he tried to will his body to move - just a little bit so he could lay on his back and lessen the pain for now.

Was this it? Was this /really/ it? Is there this where he dies? In a dirty bunker hidden away in some hideout of a gang that he doesn't even know about? He's dodged death so many times, one would think he'd learn how to stop getting himself into situations like this but - really - how is this /any/ of his fault? Surely, he's innocent but it seems like people would rather use him as either bait or a punching bag.

As he tried to move his body, he could feel the blood pooling profusely out from between his fingers and he groaned a little, eyes squeezing shut. He's suffered many stab wounds in his years. But Daehyun was never good at handling pain, especially blood. He'd always refuse any meat if he saw a detection of blood in it - he didn't know why. As a carnivore, one should not be deterred by the sight of blood but it makes him sick even thinking about it yet here he is; laying in a growing pool of his own blood and it makes him want to vomit what lunch he had earlier.

Suddenly, the door opened and Daehyun tried to focus his drifting mind - he was quickly loosing too much blood already and , they must have hit a bad spot for him to be bleeding out this quickly and already feeling himself slip. His eyes slowly opened and his vision began to double and get shaky but he could still make out the door opening slowly and a pair of shoes in his vision. Daehyun could hear the voice and it was familiar enough to wrack reaction out of the snow leopard, albeit a small one. In response to the familiar voice, he lets out a soft groan and manages to turn slowly on to his back with a shaky breathe, eyes once again squeezing shut.

The brief thought how Taemin had ended up here crossed his mind but he was too numb to focus on it. However, a second later and all he could hear was a ringing noise in his ear; everything else had muted out. He couldn't tell if it was really Taemin or not but he honestly hoped it was - not because he hoped he'd be saved but he hoped to see him one last time.

@Daehyun You know, he was just going to mind his own business today. Because he didn't have any jobs to do today, courtesy to his parents. So he was wondering around their hideout as he stretched his arms above his hair. Everyone knew him due to his huge antlers and the white snow like hair that only he had, for some reason his parents both had dark hair except for him. With a slight hum he wondered by his parent's study area, his ears straining to listen in quietly to see if there was any gossip. His body went rigid as he listened to the words that were being said.

"How long have we had that kid here for? Dae... Daehy-- Daehyun was it?" Taemin almost burst into a fit of laughter at his mother's memory. He wasn't sure how they ran such a successful mafia before with how bad his parents were getting. But he froze for a reason, the name. The name was eerily familiar and he couldn't pick up why just yet, why did he know it so well? Daehyun.. as in the snow leopard hybrid? Or is this someone else.. .

Taemin straightened up quickly when he saw some of the workers walk up to the door, as they turned to him and bowed down as they say a small excuse me before knocking on the door. With a small grumble he took a few steps back hearing his father's voice chime through the thick wooden doors. "Come in." The door shut after that. Straining his ears once again he listened in to the daily report, probably about the kid they have captured.
"We tried and it's been what? A week or two now? Boss there's no point. He won't break. I did a final blow to him, he's going to end up bleeding to death in a few hours." One of them said, Taemin's fist clenched together as he straightened up. He had to go make sure this wasn't the Dae he knew, if it was... Well his parents are going to have it. With a short huff of hair he turned away from the door and stormed away to the basement where they normally keep their prisoners.

Making his way through the passage he opened the door, his eyes closing for a moment before opening again to adjust to the lighting down here as he called out. "D-Daehyun... are you here?" He hoped this wasn't him, he crossed his fingers. His heart was beating so fast and there was dread in his body as he walked in, seeing a pool of blood. His palms were getting sweaty, because . What kind of person was he if he let someone close to him die?

@Taemin [] aaaaaand voila

And it happens again. Where Daehyun is stuck in another predicament like this. It's not a too unfamiliar scene so he shouldn't be surprised every time this happens, but frankly, this is getting really old. People should know by now that despite loathing his parents, he's smart enough not to deceive them. He doesn't drabble too much into his parent's affairs but he knows just how deadly they can be - and he should know this because he lived with them his entire life.

But, alas, one of their enemies decided to take Daehyun in hopes of breaking him so he could talk; spill dirt on his own parents. Their means of trying to break Daehyun was torture, like the ones before him as well. By now, Daehyun knows pain and torture all too well but even then he still can't handle pain that well.

"We'll get you to talk." The male says, annoyance thick in his tone, from his crouched position in front of Daehyun. Daehyun was bleeding a little bit from his spot on the floor; his entire left side of his ribs hurting like hell and he knew there's a few broken ribs. His bottom lip had been cut and there was a small gash on his cheek as well but other than that, it all seemed to be bruises on dainty skin. But the guy was twirling a knife in his fingers so Daehyun was choosing carefully on how to play out. Even if he tried to fight back, there's slim chances he'd win. He doesn't know how to fight - though he should.

"And you should know by now that I won't. You've kept me here for how long? And these are the first words I've said." Daehyun retorted with a light hiss. "I hate my parents but I'm not dumb. You won't get me to talk." The male's eyes narrow before he tuts in disappointment.

"Not the words I wanted to hear." He sighs. Before Daehyun could react, the guy dives forward and he could physically feel the blade digging into his stomach, making him gasp quietly. "But since you're too stubborn to talk, I suppose our boss will be able find a new reliable source of info. You're useless by now." He yanked the knife out roughly knocks him to the floor with a disgusted scowl, wiping the blood off of the blade with his pant leg before he turns to the other men by the door. "He'll be dead in a few hours. Just leave him and let's go back upstairs and give them a report."