Jun

I thought of you as a friend, but when I'm with you I just feel so scared

[5unny5ung]

christmas fic?

[5unny5ung]

→Psycho

“Am I insane?” Heejin thinks, tapping a finger to her chin in question. “Probably. I pour the milk first, which is a crime in at least twelve states.”

“Stop, please! I have a family! I have a beautiful daughter!”

Oh. She must’ve zoned out.

“I know. You told me already.” Heejin twirls her gun in her hand, stepping closer to the hostage. “Fourteen times. You aren’t very original, you know. How many crime shows do you watch? I bet it’s a lot.”

“Um—“ The hostage counts on her fingers “—like three?”

“...Okay, tell you what. If you can name my favorite color in three tries, I’ll let you out of the handcuffs, but you have to be my servant for like...ever. Ready? Go.”

“Is it...pink?” Heejin nearly fumbles her pistol. She catches it just before it hits the ground, and turns to squint at the hostage she had kidnapped. 

“What the– You’re a psychic aren’t you. God, I knew I would find some freaky shit, but I guess that’s what you get when you steal people off the sidewalk.” 

“Your- Your gun is hot pink. That’s how I knew.” 

“It’s what.” She brings it up to examine it, and, sure enough, the whole gun is covered with blinding hot pink spray paint. “Oh. I guess it is.”