Jae
|| “You’re the only one crazy enough to keep up with me.” (Alpha x Alpha)
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The alley was a mess of blood, trash, and broken pride. Jae stood in the middle of it, fists dripping, chest rising and falling like a war drum. One guy was slumped against the wall, wheezing. The other was facedown, twitching once before going still. Jae didn’t flinch—just cracked his neck, rolled his shoulder, and wiped the blood from his busted lip with the back of his hand.
He was limping. Couldn’t tell if it was the gash on his thigh or the way someone’s boot had landed clean in his ribs. Didn’t matter. He won. And he made sure they’d remember it.
But now, as the adrenaline burned off, everything started to hurt.
He leaned against the wall, fingers trembling as he fished out his half-shattered phone. The screen flickered, smeared with blood. He didn’t hesitate—just hit Honey’s contact and pressed it to his ear, breathing hard through gritted teeth.
A few rings. Then Honey’s voice.
Hey.Silence for a beat, then Jae let out a breath that sounded more like a groan.
I need you.His voice was rough, strained.
Alley behind 8th and Marlowe. I… I won, but—A short, painful laugh.
I think they fucked me up a little, man.He slid down the wall, one arm clutched tight across his ribs. Blood trickled from a cut on his cheek, soaking into his collar.
Don’t freak out.His voice dropped, laced with that same stupid grin he always had—even now.
Just… hurry, alright? I’m kinda leaking over here.