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part sixty eight

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the tanned volunteer lay unconscious on the basement floor. joonmyun had recognized the boy as district 4's volunteer. he had tried to ask his name, but he had stumbled over his words and joonmyun was too kind to press. instead he let the boy knock out, with the promise of protection. the glimmer of relief in his eyes choked joonmyun like a vice. unwilling to trust his instinct, joonmyun tapped him down as soon as he'd fallen asleep to make sure he was unarmed. leaving himself open to a tactical strike was not an option, so he bound d4's hands with the rope in his rucksack just in case. up close, d4's injuries seemed worse. joonmyun was no expert like his father, but it seemed that his injuries were stab wounds that had yet to stop bleeding. they looked far too fresh for joonmyun to be comfortable.

joonmyun himself was exhaused, but d4 had put him in a dangerous situation. being unable to answer any of joonmyun's questions left a great deal of uncertainty about their situation. if the wounds were fresh as he thought they were, that meant d4 had been near the liberal arts building when he was attacked. that also meant his attacker had been somewhere near the liberal arts building, too. had d4 killed his assailant, or just escaped him?

The basement was an open space aside from a few crates that he'd lined up to provide some cover and a place to hide. thankfully, whoever had decided to put a window in the basement had placed it on the same wall as the staircase down, allowing joonmyun complete invisibility from anyone looking in. he lifted d4 and as carefully as he could brought him behind the crates. if whoever attacked d4 decided to come looking for him, joonmyun would certainly have the advantage. meanwhile, the coolness of the basement floor would do enough to curb d4's body temperature, but joonmyun still had to find some way to staunch the bleeding. a quick search through d4's pack confirmed that he had no bandages, and joonmyun had none of his own.

“this time, there shall only be one winner.” the games' tagline taunted him, burning its way into his mind. here he was wondering how best to help d4 while in the middle of a game where the basic principle was to survive longer than your peers. it was counterproductive to aid someone else, but it was not in joonmyun's nature to deny help. he sighed, leaning his back against the cool wall of the basement.

“what should i do?” his voice was hoarse from lack of use.

he'd seen his father use certain expensive capitol medicines when treating severely wounded patients that could have that wound healed within days, but he'd have to have a sponsor send that in. was there someone watching out for d4 like that? he'd received a few gifts himself over the first few days, a shotgun, a pistol and a machete. great gifts for someone who didn't know how to use them. joonmyun would be better armed with a desert spoon and a golf club. at least the physical presence of the weapons would be intimidating enough to deter an attacker, whether they knew he couldn't use them or not.

joonmyun thought back to what district 4 had said "because…if i survive, you'll survive too.". the mere idea was contradictory to games' slogan. the impracticality of it all was the icing on the cake. an unarmed, badly wounded boy was going to save him from what seemed like certain death? and yet a part of him filled with hope. even when he was bleeding out and at joonmyun's mercy, d4 was trusting joonmyun to keep him safe. trusting someone to watch your back and having a friend seemed like a nice thought, but more realistically, a naïve thought.

the beeping of a gift package sounding from outside snapped him out of his thoughts. the shimmer of the silver parachute glinted in the moonlight streaming in through the window. he slowly undid the latch, careful to not alert anyone who might be outside of his presence. he waited for what felt like minutes, anxiously waiting out anybody that might also be looking to snatch the parcel. when it seemed like he was safe, joonmyun got on his tiptoes and snatched it in.

joonmyun couldn't restrain the hollow laugh that left him as he opened the gift. the label read capitol nanotech wound salve and while he couldn't be certain, it was more than likely to be the medicine he'd been thinking about. was this a hint? was he meant to save this boy and give him the help he needed?

it was too much to think about, and further more the capitol would likely be making their move soon. joonmyun had already been camped here for far too long. it was completely against their ideology to allow him to stay still, and he would prefer to move on his own terms than theirs. he checked his rations were packed neatly, before strapping his weapons to him. all that was left to do was decide how to deal with d4.

could joonmyun afford to take up the burden of looking after someone else? even if he applied the salve right now he would still have days of careful monitoring and recovery before d4 would be back to full strength.until then it would be up to joonmyun to carry him, feed him and protect him. all of this while the capitol, and the other volunteers would rather seem him dead. how far could joonmyun go to be kind, without sacrificing too much of himself?

perhaps kindness took other forms in the hunger games. perhaps, joonmyun thought as he raised his pistol to d4's head, kindness was providing a peaceful end to someone's suffering while they still had hope.

omg anon ilu this is perfect +_+

lemme open up word and write off of this now ugh this is amazing ilu

aww ty qt!

i can't wait to read it *__*

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part sixty eight

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