"Thir-sty," I mumbled, my voice barely audible.
My throat was dry, too dry, and I barely had any strength left in my body. But even as I had no strength, my body kept moving, and my head hung low.
Then suddenly, someone slid a hand under my chin and lifted my face up.
"Here, water," he said, and my lips met his wet lips. He transferred water to me through his own lips, and I drank, drops of the water trickling down my mouth and falling onto the bed.
The corner of my mouth stung quite a bit, like I had a wound there.
"Want more?" He asked as he pulled away, and I nodded.
But...what was going on?
I finally opened my eyes and realized the situation I was in.
"Thought we lost you for a second, Jo-Pil," Seo-Jun chuckled, his hand staying firm under my chin. "But your body... your body is much more loyal to us than your consciousness is."
The reality of the situation crashed back into my senses.
They still weren't finished yet.
