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I'm archiving this blog and moving soo-jin somewhere fresh. please stand by.
ā ah, did you miss me ? ā
ā HYUUUUUUUUUNG !! iāve been so lonely without you !! where have you been ā ?? ā
šššĀ šššššĀ ššššĀ ššššššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ š šššššššĀ ššššĀ ššĀ ššššššĀ ;Ā emptyĀ āĀ hollow,Ā yetĀ still,Ā heāsĀ ableĀ toĀ foolĀ thoseĀ whoĀ didnātĀ quiteĀ lookĀ closeĀ enoughĀ toĀ realizeĀ it.Ā Ā DarkĀ gazeĀ flittersĀ downĀ toĀ theĀ youngerĀ āĀ gazeĀ lookingĀ overĀ hisĀ featuresĀ perhapsĀ aĀ littleĀ tooĀ longĀ asĀ heĀ wonderedĀ howĀ Dae-hoĀ wouldĀ soundĀ atĀ hisĀ mercy,Ā withĀ hisĀ handĀ aroundĀ hisĀ throatĀ asĀ heĀ beggedĀ forĀ hisĀ lifeĀ thatĀ Soo-jinĀ wouldĀ soonĀ takeĀ fromĀ himĀ ā
Ā Ā Ah,Ā butĀ thoseĀ thingsĀ takeĀ time,Ā donātĀ they?Ā HeāsĀ notĀ readyĀ toĀ dieĀ quiteĀ yet.
šĀ šššĀ šššĀ ššššššĀ šššĀ Ā ;Ā heĀ canātĀ tellĀ theĀ truth,Ā canĀ he?Ā ThatĀ heĀ wasĀ theĀ reasonĀ thatĀ theĀ newĀ bodiesĀ hadĀ beenĀ strungĀ upĀ inĀ differentĀ districtsĀ thisĀ morning.Ā ItĀ wasĀ allĀ overĀ theĀ newsĀ āĀ bodiesĀ onceĀ againĀ flayedĀ ofĀ theyĀ skinĀ andĀ organsĀ removedĀ andĀ placedĀ besideĀ themĀ likeĀ aĀ sickĀ andĀ twistedĀ offeringĀ toĀ somethingĀ ofĀ aĀ higherĀ power.Ā No,Ā insteadĀ theĀ demonĀ wouldĀ createĀ aĀ storyĀ āĀ justĀ likeĀ heĀ alwaysĀ did.Ā AĀ fableĀ thatĀ wasĀ wovenĀ soĀ carefullyĀ likeĀ aĀ spiderāsĀ webĀ ;Ā oneĀ thatĀ wouldĀ beĀ soĀ easyĀ toĀ believe.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ForĀ whatĀ wasĀ Soo-jinĀ ifĀ notĀ aĀ goodĀ liar?
āĀ Mmm,Ā meetings.Ā YouĀ knowĀ howĀ itĀ is.Ā WeĀ hadĀ toĀ planĀ theĀ scheduleĀ forĀ theĀ nextĀ fewĀ months.Ā YouĀ knowĀ management,Ā theyĀ donātĀ likeĀ meĀ leavingĀ thatĀ damnĀ room,Ā ifĀ theyĀ canĀ helpĀ it.ā
ššāš ššššš, the way that blackened finger tips suddenly grip into the hinges of Young-sooās maw, dark eyes flitting around the other features ā identical, yet different ; disgusting pooling in the belly of the beats. Nose wrinkles; gaze narrows and dark brows furrow together as head cants to the side, eyeing the other as if he were nothing else but yesterdayās garbage.
ā Keep talking like that and Iāll rip your fucking tongue out. ā
ć ¤ ć ¤Lashes flutter, in lieu of FLINCHING ; a response almost too controlled. Grip is iron wrought, uncomfortable, but they make no efforts to escape it. Not out of fear, hardly so ; for, anything evil apparent could INFLICT, would heal. Has been outdone, before. Expression remains utterly placid, eyes almost soft in pity. What a miserable existence, it must be, to live in a perpetual state of anger.
㠤㠤㠤㠤ā I hadn't known your ilk to hibernate. ā They muse quietly, 㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤ā But, I see that time hasn't done much to calm you. ā
ššššš ššššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ šššššĀ ššāšĀ ššššĀ Ā ;Ā carefullyĀ doesĀ pressureĀ press,Ā press,Ā PRESSĀ againstĀ theĀ hingesĀ ofĀ aĀ jawĀ thatĀ perfectlyĀ mirrorsĀ hisĀ own,Ā hazeĀ flittingĀ overĀ toĀ lookingĀ toĀ aĀ setĀ ofĀ eyesĀ thatĀ alsoĀ matchĀ hisĀ own.Ā ItĀ wasĀ asĀ ifĀ heĀ wereĀ lookingĀ intoĀ aĀ strangeĀ mirror;Ā oneĀ whereĀ hisĀ reflectionĀ wasĀ farĀ moreĀ patheticĀ thenĀ heĀ āĀ shorterĀ inĀ stature,Ā moreĀ inĀ tuneĀ withĀ hisĀ emotions,Ā Soo-jinĀ wouldĀ assume.Ā AndĀ yetĀ everyĀ timeĀ heĀ sawĀ Young-sooĀ (Ā funny,Ā howĀ theyĀ tooĀ sharedĀ halfĀ aĀ nameĀ ),Ā heĀ wantedĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ toĀ breakĀ him,Ā watchĀ himĀ healĀ andĀ thenĀ breakĀ himĀ again.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā LikeĀ aĀ childĀ havingĀ aĀ tantrumĀ andĀ breakingĀ theirĀ toy.
āĀ Mm,Ā trustĀ me.Ā IĀ amĀ calm.āĀ HeĀ speaksĀ ;Ā voiceĀ hollowĀ andĀ voidĀ ofĀ anyĀ formĀ ofĀ emotionĀ asĀ clawsĀ digĀ deeperĀ intoĀ theĀ fleshĀ āĀ intoĀ theĀ hingesĀ ofĀ theĀ otherāsĀ jaw.Ā Ā
āIfĀ IĀ wasĀ anywhereĀ closeĀ toĀ beingĀ angry,Ā youādĀ beĀ tornĀ apartĀ already.ā
ā ah, did you miss me ? ā
ā In the same way someone misses a rash ... ā
ššāš ššššš, the way that blackened finger tips suddenly grip into the hinges of Young-sooās maw, dark eyes flitting around the other features ā identical, yet different ; disgusting pooling in the belly of the beast. Nose wrinkles; gaze narrows and dark brows furrow together as head cants to the side, eyeing the other as if he were nothing else but yesterdayās garbage.
ā Keep talking like that and Iāll rip your fucking tongue out. ā
ā ah, did you miss me ? ā
ššššššššĀ ššš,Ā ššššĀ -Ā Seoul,Ā SouthĀ Korea.
ššššĀ ššĀ ššĀ šššššššššĀ šššššššĀ šššššššĀ šššššš.
ššššĀ ššš-šš,Ā bornĀ DecemberĀ 17thĀ 2003Ā ;Ā rapperĀ ofĀ theĀ idolĀ groupĀ ššššššššššššĀ andĀ hisĀ partner,Ā šššĀ ššš-ššš--Ā alsoĀ knownĀ asĀ šššššššššš,Ā Seoul'sĀ belovedĀ rapperĀ knownĀ forĀ hisĀ dark,Ā grunge-likeĀ aesthetic,Ā bornĀ OctoberĀ 11thĀ 2000,Ā haveĀ beenĀ reportedĀ asĀ missingĀ sinceĀ NovemberĀ 30thĀ 2025.Ā NoĀ callsĀ haveĀ beenĀ answeredĀ byĀ Dae-hoĀ accordingĀ toĀ hisĀ friendsĀ andĀ familyĀ sinceĀ NovemberĀ 30th,Ā 2025.Ā Soo-jin,Ā too,Ā hasĀ notĀ beenĀ heardĀ fromĀ sinceĀ NovemberĀ 30th,Ā 2025.
BothĀ menĀ wereĀ lastĀ seenĀ enteringĀ theĀ šššššĀ ššššĀ šššššššššššššĀ buildingĀ onĀ NovemberĀ 30thĀ 2025,Ā butĀ staffĀ ofĀ theĀ buildingĀ hadĀ mentionedĀ sightingsĀ ofĀ theĀ duoĀ inĀ theĀ buildingĀ fromĀ timeĀ toĀ time.Ā ItĀ wasn'tĀ untilĀ DecemberĀ 5th,Ā aroundĀ 11:00pm,Ā thatĀ notĀ evenĀ theĀ staffĀ hadĀ seenĀ themĀ since.
IfĀ youĀ orĀ someoneĀ youĀ knowĀ hasĀ anyĀ informationĀ regardingĀ theĀ whereaboutsĀ ofĀ theĀ lastĀ twoĀ membersĀ ofĀ šššššššššššš,Ā pleaseĀ callĀ theĀ SeoulĀ PoliceĀ DepartmentĀ asĀ soonĀ asĀ possible.
WeĀ willĀ updateĀ asĀ soonĀ asĀ weĀ getĀ moreĀ information.
šš Ā šššššššš,Ā ššāšĀ ššššššš.Ā HeĀ neverĀ letĀ hisĀ victimsĀ liveĀ thisĀ longĀ āĀ notĀ likeĀ heĀ hadĀ thisĀ group.Ā EachĀ ofĀ themĀ lastedĀ muchĀ longerĀ thanĀ anyoneĀ elseĀ heĀ hadĀ slaughteredĀ ;Ā andĀ soo-jinĀ tookĀ aĀ pieceĀ ofĀ eachĀ ofĀ them.Ā TheyĀ wereĀ specialĀ āĀ allĀ ofĀ them.Ā ButĀ noneĀ ofĀ themĀ wereĀ asĀ specialĀ asĀ Dae-ho.Ā HowĀ luckyĀ wasĀ he?Ā HeĀ wouldĀ stayĀ intactĀ whenĀ Soo-jinĀ wasĀ doneĀ withĀ him.Ā NotĀ aĀ singleĀ hairĀ wouldĀ beĀ outĀ ofĀ place.Ā TheĀ plansĀ heĀ hadĀ forĀ himĀ twistedĀ inĀ hisĀ mind,Ā becomingĀ moreĀ andĀ moreĀ unsettlingĀ toĀ most,Ā andĀ yet,Ā itĀ causedĀ theĀ grinĀ onĀ hisĀ faceĀ toĀ stretchĀ evenĀ widerĀ āĀ inhumanelyĀ soĀ asĀ heĀ lookedĀ atĀ theĀ otherĀ whoseĀ throatĀ wasĀ slottedĀ beautifullyĀ withinĀ hisĀ clawedĀ hand,Ā headĀ craningĀ toĀ theĀ sideĀ asĀ heĀ examinedĀ Dae-hoĀ likeĀ aĀ pieceĀ ofĀ meatĀ āĀ likeĀ anĀ objectĀ ;Ā tongueĀ glidingĀ alongĀ sharpenedĀ teethĀ asĀ heĀ studiedĀ hisĀ expression,Ā listenedĀ toĀ hisĀ heartĀ beatĀ strumĀ violentlyĀ inĀ hisĀ chestĀ āĀ theĀ smellĀ ofĀ Dae-hoāsĀ fearĀ wasĀ soĀ intoxicating.
āĀ Mmm,Ā youĀ almostĀ madeĀ it.Ā Almost.Ā DidĀ youĀ reallyĀ thinkĀ thatĀ youĀ couldĀ hideĀ fromĀ me?Ā ā
šššĀ šššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ ššššĀ wouldĀ chillĀ theĀ bloodĀ ofĀ most.Ā ThereĀ wasĀ somethingĀ darkĀ aboutĀ aĀ toneĀ soĀ sickeninglyĀ sweetĀ thatĀ wouldĀ makeĀ dreadĀ seepĀ deepĀ insideĀ theĀ bonesĀ andĀ sinkĀ itsĀ teethĀ deepĀ withinĀ theĀ marrow.Ā Slowly,Ā heĀ addsĀ pressureĀ āĀ barelyĀ thereĀ beforeĀ itĀ increasesĀ ā¦Ā andĀ increases.Ā Ā HeĀ canĀ hearĀ JiyongĀ &Ā Cheol-min'sĀ voicesĀ fromĀ Dae-hoāsĀ phone,Ā andĀ thereāsĀ aĀ pauseĀ asĀ heĀ glancesĀ towardĀ it,Ā thenĀ backĀ toĀ hisĀ prey.Ā AĀ smileĀ creepsĀ ontoĀ hisĀ features;Ā theĀ shadowsĀ aroundĀ Dae-hoĀ seemedĀ toĀ materializeĀ tendrilsĀ thatĀ wrappedĀ aroundĀ hisĀ formĀ toĀ keepĀ himĀ inĀ placeĀ soĀ heĀ couldnātĀ runĀ fromĀ Soo-jinĀ again,Ā theĀ demonĀ turningĀ slowlyĀ andĀ steppingĀ towardsĀ theĀ deviceĀ andĀ pickingĀ itĀ up,Ā laughterĀ echoingĀ hollowlyĀ withinĀ theĀ room.
āĀ YourĀ timeĀ hasĀ runĀ out,Ā Jungmin.Ā You,Ā myĀ descendantĀ andĀ yourĀ friendsĀ wereĀ farĀ tooĀ late.Ā IĀ toldĀ youĀ thatĀ IĀ wouldĀ getĀ whatĀ IĀ wanted.Ā ButĀ IĀ willĀ keepĀ myĀ word.Ā I'llĀ takeĀ excellentĀ care Ā of Ā him.Ā DonātĀ youĀ worry.Ā ā
āĀ āĀ Ā WasĀ your Ā littleĀ dealĀ worthĀ itĀ inĀ theĀ end,Ā Jiyong?Ā Ā ProtectingĀ yourĀ loverĀ wouldĀ haveĀ meantĀ makingĀ theĀ deal Ā for Ā his Ā brother,Ā Ā eh?Ā Ā NowĀ heĀ hasĀ toĀ dealĀ withĀ suchĀ aĀ tragicĀ loss,Ā andĀ yourĀ soulĀ stillĀ belongsĀ toĀ me.Ā Ā You'reĀ aĀ failureĀ throughĀ andĀ through,Ā Ā aren'tĀ you?Ā ā
šššĀ ššššššššĀ ššššĀ ššššššĀ šššššššĀ šššĀ ššššššĀ wasĀ boneĀ chilling.Ā IcyĀ andĀ sharpĀ andĀ filledĀ withĀ aĀ twistedĀ senseĀ ofĀ joyĀ fromĀ whatĀ wasĀ toĀ come.Ā HisĀ gazeĀ fallsĀ backĀ ontoĀ Dae-ho,Ā inhumaneĀ grinĀ spreadingĀ uponĀ hisĀ featuresĀ onceĀ moreĀ beforeĀ theĀ deviceĀ isĀ crushedĀ inĀ hisĀ handĀ andĀ droppedĀ ontoĀ theĀ floor,Ā theĀ shadowsĀ aroundĀ Dae-hoĀ dissipatingĀ asĀ Soo-jinĀ stalkedĀ closerĀ ;Ā handĀ findingĀ purchaseĀ atĀ hisĀ throatĀ onceĀ moreĀ asĀ heĀ startsĀ toĀ squeeze.
ššššĀ šššĀ šššĀ ššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ ššĀ šššĀ š šššĀ šššĀ ššššš.Ā Ā SinceĀ theĀ dayĀ Soo-jinĀ hadĀ stoppedĀ byĀ toĀ eyeĀ traineesĀ aĀ yearĀ agoĀ andĀ foundĀ Dae-ho,Ā heĀ knewĀ fromĀ thatĀ dayĀ onĀ thatĀ heĀ wasĀ somethingĀ toĀ keepĀ forever.Ā EmotionsĀ didĀ notĀ comeĀ easy,Ā andĀ whenĀ theyĀ did,Ā regulatingĀ themĀ wasĀ nearlyĀ impossible.Ā HeĀ didĀ notĀ careĀ forĀ theĀ feelingsĀ thatĀ heĀ feltĀ aroundĀ Dae-hoĀ āĀ andĀ theĀ onlyĀ wayĀ toĀ getĀ ridĀ ofĀ themĀ wasĀ toĀ killĀ him,Ā wasnātĀ it?Ā HeĀ couldĀ stillĀ keepĀ hisĀ bodyĀ andĀ careĀ forĀ himĀ ā¦Ā nothingĀ aĀ littleĀ demonicĀ magicĀ couldnātĀ help.Ā AndĀ besidesĀ āĀ humansĀ wereĀ suchĀ frailĀ creaturesĀ ;Ā heĀ wasĀ goingĀ toĀ dieĀ anyway,Ā soĀ whyĀ notĀ now,Ā whenĀ heĀ wasĀ stillĀ ā¦
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ššššššš šš?
āĀ DidnātĀ youĀ wantĀ toĀ beĀ withĀ meĀ forever,Ā Dae-Dae?Ā ThisĀ wayĀ ā¦Ā youĀ will.Ā YouĀ willĀ beĀ mineĀ FOREVERĀ ,Ā justĀ likeĀ youĀ wanted.Ā IĀ willĀ neverĀ letĀ youĀ goĀ āĀ andĀ IĀ willĀ makeĀ sureĀ thatĀ youĀ neverĀ leave.Ā āĀ Ā HisĀ laughterĀ isĀ hollowĀ ;Ā eerieĀ asĀ itĀ echoesĀ offĀ theĀ walls.
"Ā I'mĀ soĀ gladĀ youĀ didn'tĀ listenĀ toĀ yourĀ brotherĀ āĀ toĀ everyoneĀ else.Ā Now,Ā you'reĀ šššš.Ā "
to struggle, to fight for one's life was human nature ; the desire to live, breathe, and experience everything that you possibly could in the short time that you had was the entire human experience āā and it's that reason alone that dae-ho tries to fight.
he fights despite knowing that he's not strong, that he doesn't stand a chance when soo-jin had so effortlessly tossed furniture aside like it was nothing just to get to him. dae-ho fights, hands clawing at the other's wrist, pulling and scratching to try and get it off. every breath might be his last but that doesn't mean he'll stop fighting. even as he gasps for air, as soo-jin's hold around his throat tightens to something far beyond any pain that dae-ho had experienced before, he fights.
legs kick out, desperate to connect with something, anything that might give him an advantage, a means to escape. he knows he can't really hurt soo-jin āā whatever his boyfriend was, it wasn't human. a monster, maybe. stronger and faster that dae-ho had ever seen before. how could he not have known ? how could he have spent so much time with someone, shared a bed with him, loved and cared for him and not known what he truly was ? what his plans were ?
and then it clicks.
because he had known, hadn't he ? this entire time he'd known, he'd just refused to accept the truth for what it was, even when it had been so painfully obvious. dae-ho had been so eager to prove to everyone that he was grown up, that he could make his own decisions, that he'd blatantly ignored every warning, every red flag āā everything about soo-jin that had screamed DANGER ! cheol-min had told him from the beginning that soo-jin was no good, that there was something off about him and dae-ho hadn't listened.
it's a sob that escapes him, tears streaming down his cheeks and genuine terror in his heart when he realizes that this was nothing more than the consequences of his own actions. there was no one to blame but himself for the position he'd found himself in ; too blinded by what he thought was love to ever consider that those that cared about him were right all along.
" please āā p-please don't do this. soo-jin ? jagiya ? i-i love you, please ! " he gasps, pleads, begs āā as if it would do him any good. " i-i wasn't trying to hide. i promise ! i promise ! just please, i can't breathe ! i can't breathe let me go āā " as though some part of him still believes this is some sort of sick joke ; like soo-jin would let go of him and tell him he was just playing around. a kiss, soft and sweet, as he apologized for scaring dae-ho in the first place.
or maybe, maybe dae-ho was more delusional than he thought.
his begging only results in soo-jin squeezing tighter, a string of, " no no no no no no no no no please no āā " sounds, louder and louder as all reason leaves his body, as he tries with all his might to break free. nails dig into clawed fingers hard enough to draw blood, like the pain might shock him, have him recoil and give prey long enough to escape, to get to his brother, to safety. there's a brief moment where their eyes meet ; where soo-jin no doubt only sees fear in eyes that had once been so full of love and where dae-ho sees . . . nothing, like there had never been anything there at all.
the sight alone makes him feel sick, has him wondering if soo-jin had ever loved him at all. was it all fake ? had dae-ho been nothing to him all this time ? nothing except entertainment ? no, no no no. it's not true, it's not ! whatever they had was real, wasn't it ?
the very hands that were wrapped tight around his throat had once held him with such tenderness, hadn't they ? when ha-joon had died, it was soo-jin that had cradled him close to his chest, ran fingers through his hair and helped him feel safe. when things had gone wrong with cheol-min ; when argument after argument had taken place, it was soo-jin who had brought his favourite snacks and cuddled on the couch with him, comforted him, loved him when he'd thought he was losing everything and everyone.
what had changed ? when had it changed ? where had it all gone wrong ?
air floods his burning lungs all at once as the other lets go and for a moment, a flicker of a moment, dae-ho thinks that the nightmare is over. he waits with tears in his eyes, the words on the tip of his tongue that he forgives soo-jin for whatever had just happened - they could put it in the past, it was fine so long as soo-jin was sorry ! but alien-like tendrils, nothing that he'd ever seen before take hold of him, keeping him place while soo-jin turns toward his phone.
his phone. was his brother still on the other line ?
" MINNIE ?? MINNIE !! HELP ME, PLEASE. PLEASE, PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO D-- " sentence cut short as sobs overtake him, helplessness setting in as he watches his only lifeline fall in a pile of metal and glass upon the ground. head shoots up as the sound of heavy boots stalking toward him reaches his ears, pointless struggling at whatever it was that held him in place. dae-ho thrashes about in an attempt to keep soo-jin away, but hand finds his throat once again and whatever small reprieve he'd had is long gone.
" i did ! i do ! b-but not like this. please, please, please ! not like this ! y-you don't have to . . . you don't have to do this ! i -i won't go anywhere, i won't leave ! i won't even say anything just please, jagiya ! please don't hurt me, i-i love you ! i love you āā please don't do this ! "
šššĀ šššššĀ ššššššĀ šš Ā šššššššššĀ thatĀ cameĀ fromĀ Dae-hoĀ wasĀ endearingĀ āĀ orĀ laughable,Ā atĀ best.Ā BothĀ wereĀ theĀ sameĀ toĀ aĀ manĀ whoĀ heldĀ emotionsĀ asĀ farĀ awayĀ fromĀ himselfĀ asĀ possibleĀ ;Ā Ā forĀ whenĀ youāreĀ bornĀ withoutĀ emotions,Ā youĀ haveĀ littleĀ reasonĀ toĀ understandĀ themĀ whenĀ yourĀ mindĀ makesĀ youĀ tryĀ andĀ attemptĀ toĀ feelĀ them.Ā ButĀ watchingĀ thoseĀ whoĀ wereĀ slavesĀ toĀ theirĀ ownĀ emotionsĀ provedĀ toĀ beĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ pure,Ā unadulteratedĀ entertainment.Ā Ā Dae-hoĀ wasĀ aĀ primeĀ exampleĀ ofĀ thisĀ āĀ thatĀ boyĀ woreĀ hisĀ emotionsĀ onĀ hisĀ sleeveĀ asĀ openlyĀ asĀ heĀ didĀ hisĀ heartĀ ;Ā itĀ wasĀ soĀ easyĀ toĀ playĀ aroundĀ withĀ them,Ā toĀ manipulateĀ them,Ā toĀ driveĀ himĀ awayĀ fromĀ everyoneĀ heĀ originallyĀ caredĀ about,Ā untilĀ thereĀ wasĀ nothingĀ butĀ Soo-jin.Ā AĀ petĀ project,Ā oneĀ wouldĀ sayĀ āĀ HowĀ farĀ ofĀ aĀ wedgeĀ couldĀ heĀ driveĀ betweenĀ Dae-hoĀ andĀ theĀ closestĀ onesĀ toĀ him?Ā HowĀ quicklyĀ couldĀ heĀ makeĀ itĀ soĀ theĀ otherĀ couldn'tĀ seeĀ orĀ wantĀ anybodyĀ elseĀ butĀ him?Ā Soo-jinĀ gotĀ close,Ā andĀ theseĀ lastĀ fourĀ daysĀ feltĀ asĀ thoughĀ heĀ hadĀ reachedĀ theĀ pointĀ heĀ wanted,Ā withĀ hisĀ resultsĀ comingĀ inĀ withĀ highĀ marks.
šššĀ ššĀ šššĀ ššššš.Ā AĀ compliantĀ toyĀ wasn'tĀ nearlyĀ asĀ muchĀ funĀ asĀ preyĀ thatĀ ranĀ fromĀ him,Ā beggingĀ forĀ theirĀ livesĀ asĀ knifeĀ orĀ clawsĀ carvedĀ fleshĀ fromĀ bone.Ā Ā HeĀ wasn'tĀ asĀ muchĀ funĀ thatĀ wayĀ inĀ comparisonĀ toĀ Ha-joon,Ā whoseĀ beatingĀ heartĀ heĀ toreĀ fromĀ itsĀ ribcageĀ prisonĀ whileĀ heĀ wasĀ stillĀ breathingĀ ;Ā orĀ Jae-beom,Ā whoseĀ handsĀ heĀ hadĀ slicedĀ offĀ cleanĀ beforeĀ drowningĀ him.Ā No,Ā theĀ huntĀ wasĀ alwaysĀ partĀ ofĀ theĀ fun,Ā partĀ ofĀ theĀ gameĀ thatĀ heĀ enjoyedĀ soĀ much.Ā WhyĀ elseĀ wouldĀ heĀ haveĀ keptĀ COSMICĀ alive?Ā WhyĀ elseĀ wouldĀ heĀ tauntĀ themĀ andĀ watchĀ themĀ goĀ madĀ withĀ everyĀ littleĀ thing?Ā HeĀ turnedĀ oneĀ ofĀ themĀ intoĀ aĀ demon,Ā crushedĀ theĀ handĀ ofĀ another,Ā pokedĀ atĀ theĀ insecuritiesĀ ofĀ theirĀ leaderĀ andĀ stalkedĀ theĀ lastĀ one'sĀ littleĀ sisterĀ forĀ fun,Ā justĀ toĀ getĀ aĀ riseĀ outĀ ofĀ them.Ā AndĀ Cheol-min?Ā Dae'sĀ precious,Ā overprotectiveĀ bigĀ brotherĀ ;Ā hisĀ hero?Ā LipsĀ curveĀ ;Ā sadisticallyĀ soĀ asĀ heĀ leanedĀ inĀ closer,Ā takingĀ oneĀ moreĀ stepĀ andĀ hearingĀ somethingĀ crushĀ underĀ hisĀ boot,Ā gazeĀ flickeringĀ downĀ toĀ thatĀ preciousĀ CDĀ thatĀ Dae-hoĀ heldĀ soĀ dear,Ā laughterĀ leavingĀ him.Ā "Ā YouĀ loveĀ me?Ā IĀ knowĀ youĀ do.Ā WhyĀ doĀ youĀ thinkĀ I'mĀ goingĀ toĀ keepĀ youĀ asĀ myĀ perfectĀ littleĀ toyĀ forĀ theĀ restĀ ofĀ myĀ existence?Ā "
"Ā IĀ triedĀ toĀ killĀ yourĀ brotherĀ threeĀ times,Ā youĀ know.Ā ButĀ he'sĀ likeĀ anĀ annoyingĀ fuckingĀ roach,Ā isn'tĀ he?Ā "Ā AĀ confessionĀ toĀ incidentsĀ thatĀ Dae-hoĀ hadĀ beenĀ toldĀ manyĀ timesĀ byĀ hisĀ olderĀ brother,Ā andĀ theĀ youngerĀ choseĀ toĀ dismiss.Ā HeĀ choseĀ toĀ believeĀ Soo-jin,Ā becauseĀ theĀ olderĀ manĀ knewĀ howĀ toĀ playĀ theĀ partĀ ofĀ aĀ dotingĀ boyfriendĀ whenĀ heĀ neededĀ to.Ā NothingĀ butĀ aĀ trap.Ā NothingĀ butĀ aĀ game.Ā "TheĀ incidentĀ thatĀ nearlyĀ paralyzedĀ him?Ā It'sĀ easyĀ toĀ goĀ unnoticedĀ whenĀ youĀ canĀ teleport,Ā don'tĀ youĀ think?"Ā HisĀ freeĀ handĀ wavesĀ toĀ theĀ sideĀ ;Ā theĀ shadowsĀ pullingĀ apartĀ toĀ makeĀ aĀ portalĀ thatĀ seemedĀ toĀ openĀ itselfĀ toĀ aĀ roomĀ thatĀ wasĀ wellĀ litĀ ;Ā aĀ chairĀ inĀ there,Ā wellĀ upholsteredĀ whereĀ Dae-hoĀ wouldĀ permanentlyĀ stay,Ā andĀ shelvesĀ behindĀ theĀ chairĀ ;Ā aĀ JarĀ withĀ whatĀ wasĀ onceĀ aĀ beatingĀ heart,Ā andĀ anotherĀ withĀ twoĀ veryĀ familiarĀ handsĀ posedĀ delicatelyĀ withinĀ theĀ glassĀ proppedĀ uponĀ theĀ shelf.Ā HisĀ gazeĀ movesĀ toĀ lookĀ atĀ theĀ roomĀ forĀ aĀ momentĀ asĀ hisĀ gripĀ tightens,Ā asĀ heĀ feelsĀ theĀ otherĀ squirmĀ andĀ gaspĀ forĀ airĀ onceĀ more,Ā andĀ Soo-jinĀ turnsĀ hisĀ headĀ toĀ lookĀ atĀ himĀ āĀ NoĀ traceĀ ofĀ aĀ singleĀ emotionĀ onĀ hisĀ face,Ā now.Ā āButĀ heĀ neededĀ toĀ live,Ā atĀ least,Ā theĀ firstĀ time,Ā orĀ youĀ wouldn'tĀ debutĀ fromĀ grief.Ā HeĀ neededĀ toĀ beĀ outĀ ofĀ theĀ pictureĀ oneĀ wayĀ orĀ another.Ā IĀ wonderĀ ifĀ heĀ knowsĀ thatĀ yourĀ delayĀ wasĀ hisĀ fault?Ā ThatĀ hisĀ ownĀ popularityĀ wasĀ holdingĀ youĀ back?Ā ā
"Ā TheĀ incidentĀ onĀ theĀ stairs?Ā HeĀ wasĀ right.Ā "Ā HisĀ gripĀ tightensĀ asĀ heĀ loomsĀ overĀ theĀ smallerĀ likeĀ aĀ predatorĀ readyĀ toĀ unhingeĀ itsĀ jawĀ andĀ swallowĀ itsĀ preyĀ whole.Ā Ā Low,Ā hollowĀ laughterĀ leftĀ him,Ā theĀ tipĀ ofĀ hisĀ thumb'sĀ clawĀ movingĀ toĀ grazeĀ theĀ other'sĀ jaw.Ā "AndĀ theĀ lastĀ one?Ā IĀ don'tĀ evenĀ knowĀ ifĀ youĀ knewĀ aboutĀ thatĀ one.Ā IĀ buriedĀ himĀ alive."Ā HeĀ enjoysĀ theĀ wayĀ theĀ youngerĀ squirmsĀ andĀ pleadsĀ forĀ hisĀ lifeĀ āĀ that'sĀ whatĀ heĀ enjoysĀ theĀ most.Ā That'sĀ whatĀ madeĀ everythingĀ notĀ soĀ boring.Ā ButĀ soon,Ā withĀ moreĀ pressureĀ thatĀ Soo-jinĀ continuedĀ toĀ add,Ā Dae-hoĀ wouldĀ die.Ā ThereĀ wasn'tĀ muchĀ timeĀ leftĀ untilĀ he'dĀ runĀ outĀ ofĀ whatĀ littleĀ oxygenĀ heĀ had.Ā "IfĀ youĀ thinkĀ aboutĀ it,Ā thisĀ isĀ allĀ yourĀ fault,Ā forĀ existing.Ā IfĀ youĀ weren'tĀ involved,Ā yourĀ brotherĀ wouldĀ stillĀ beĀ anĀ idol.Ā HeĀ wouldn'tĀ beĀ injured.Ā TheĀ onlyĀ reasonĀ IĀ wentĀ afterĀ himĀ wasĀ thatĀ IĀ wantedĀ you." a pause.
"Ā You'llĀ growĀ old,Ā Dae-Dae.Ā WeĀ can'tĀ haveĀ that,Ā canĀ we?Ā IĀ don'tĀ likeĀ itĀ whenĀ myĀ collectiblesĀ showĀ theirĀ age.Ā AndĀ lookĀ ;Ā Jae-beomĀ andĀ Ha-joonĀ willĀ beĀ withĀ youĀ inĀ thatĀ room.Ā PiecesĀ ofĀ them,Ā anyway.Ā "Ā That'sĀ whatĀ heĀ wasĀ āĀ whatĀ heĀ alwaysĀ hadĀ been.Ā NotĀ aĀ person,Ā notĀ aĀ partner,Ā butĀ anĀ OBJECT.Ā AĀ toyĀ forĀ aĀ demonĀ toĀ collectĀ andĀ playĀ with,Ā howeverĀ heĀ pleased.Ā PROPERTY.Ā HeĀ couldĀ smellĀ theĀ fearĀ evenĀ strongerĀ nowĀ ;Ā hearĀ hisĀ heartbeatĀ louder,Ā andĀ itĀ nearlyĀ sentĀ aĀ shiverĀ downĀ theĀ spineĀ ofĀ theĀ beast.Ā SqueezingĀ tighter,Ā tighter,Ā TIGHTERĀ untilĀ heĀ couldĀ seeĀ discolorationĀ onĀ theĀ other'sĀ throat.
"YouĀ neverĀ hadĀ aĀ chance.Ā ItĀ wasĀ alwaysĀ goingĀ toĀ endĀ thisĀ way.Ā YouĀ wouldĀ alwaysĀ endĀ upĀ here,Ā Dae-Dae.Ā DeadĀ andĀ putĀ onĀ display."
"ĢøĶĶĢæĢĶĢæĢĢĶ̧ĶĢĢ«ĶĶY̶ĢĶĢ¢ĢĶ̨̼̳̔OĢ·ĢĢĶĢĶĶ Ģ³ĢĶĶ̳ĶUĢ“ĶĢ«ĢĶĀ ĢøĢĶĢ Ģ¬ĢØĢ»ĢØĶĶWĢ·ĶĶĶĢĢĢ̾ĢĶĢĢ”Ģ̣̯OĢøĶĶ Ģ³ĢĶĶĶĢ„ĢUĢ“ĢĢĶĢĶ̧̣̬ĢĶLĢ“ĢĢĶĶĶ ĢĶĶĢD̶ĢĢĢĶĶĶĢ̹Ģ̦̔ĶĶĢĀ Ģ·ĢĶĢ„AĢ·ĶĶĶĶĢ̧̰ĶLĢøĶĶĶĶ ĢĶĢĶ̢̮ĢW̵ĶĢ̬ĶĢ„AĢ“ĶĶĢĶĶĢÆYĢøĶĢĢĢĶĢĶĶSĢ·ĶĢĢĶĢĶĶĀ Ģ“ĢĶĢĢ̬ĢĢB̵ĢĶĢ̰E̵̿ĶĢĶĢĶĢĶ̬LĢ·ĢæĶĶĶĶĢĢ Ķ̻̩̣OĢ·ĢĶ̾Ģ̣̰ĢĶ̰̬̔NĢ“ĶĢĶ ĢĢĶĶĶĢØG̶ĢĢĶĶĢĢ̧Ķ ̵ĶĶĶĢ̾ĢĢĢĶĢ£TĢ“ĢĶĢĶ̲̰̺̦̔ĶĢOĢøĶĶĢĢæĶĢĢĢ̺̬ĶĢÆĢ ĢĀ Ģ·ĢĢĢ̣̩̳̩̼MĢ“ĶĶ̢̢̮EĢøĶĢ̧̨Ķ.̶ĢĢ̺̳"Ģ·ĶĶĶĢĢæĶĶĶĶ ĢØ
LIKE THIS and Iāll pick a stray kids song that reminds me of your muse and soo-jin. You must have interacted with soo-jin though.
LIKE THIS and Iāll pick a stray kids song that reminds me of your muse and soo-jin. You must have interacted with soo-jin though.
He'll be much more tolerable when he's no longer moving ... soon. Just a little longer.
me, who hates making posts like this:
so, long story short, as many of you know by now, I was in a relationship ship with my now ex husband for 9 years, for 6 of those years, I have been supporting us financially. We live severely pay check to pay check, have two elderly cats, and I decided it was in my best interest that I cannot do that anymore. So I left him.
Until heās able to find somewhere to go, I still have to pay for everything, and Iām currently behind on two bills that total up to $158.
I am very torn up about this situation even though it was my choice. I would like to *maybe* try and save up about $200 so I can pay those off and also ⦠I donāt know. Get myself something nice, as selfish as that sounds. Iām really going through it.
I do full packages for $60USD. That includes:
An icon border
A promo
A header
Pinned post
Divider
Dash icon
Banners ( answered/headcanons/plotting/etc. )
I also do these things separately so feel free to DM me about that for something cheaper. Prices are also negotiable. I have a couple I am currently working on that I need to finish from previous things. Just please mind the till be a bit slow because of this situation.
Just in case you donāt want to buy anything but do want to help, my PayPal is: [email protected]
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āYouĀ haveĀ onlyĀ yourselfĀ toĀ blame,Ā eh?ā
šššĀ šššššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ š šššššššĀ šššĀ unnerving,Ā atĀ bestĀ &Ā horrificĀ atĀ worst.Ā LikeĀ aĀ wolfĀ inĀ sheepāsĀ clothing,Ā Soo-jinĀ knewĀ whatĀ heĀ wasĀ doingĀ thisĀ wholeĀ time,Ā pullingĀ Dae-hoĀ alongĀ likeĀ aĀ puppetĀ onĀ aĀ pairĀ ofĀ stringsĀ &Ā andĀ baskingĀ inĀ theĀ aftermathĀ thatĀ followedĀ it.Ā TheĀ riftsĀ beingĀ causedĀ betweenĀ Dae-hoĀ andĀ hisĀ belovedĀ bigĀ brother,Ā watchingĀ COSMICĀ fallĀ apartĀ fromĀ theĀ stressĀ ofĀ itĀ allĀ aloneĀ ā¦Ā thereāsĀ aĀ softĀ huffĀ thatĀ leavesĀ himĀ āĀ aĀ soundĀ ofĀ darkĀ amusement,Ā asĀ clawedĀ fingersĀ restĀ withinĀ pocketsĀ andĀ hisĀ headĀ cantsĀ eerilyĀ toĀ theĀ side.
āĀ Mm.Ā ButĀ itāsĀ alreadyĀ working,Ā right?Ā NoĀ matterĀ whatĀ youĀ tellĀ him,Ā heĀ wonātĀ believeĀ you.āĀ HisĀ voiceĀ oozedĀ outĀ asĀ heĀ spokeĀ likeĀ honeyedĀ venomĀ ;Ā soĀ sweetĀ itĀ wouldĀ makeĀ youĀ sick,Ā andĀ soĀ sharpĀ thatĀ itĀ wouldĀ sting.Ā HeĀ takesĀ aĀ singleĀ stepĀ forwardĀ āĀ aĀ threat. āĀ IfĀ thoseĀ whoĀ wereĀ madeĀ toĀ huntĀ somethingĀ likeĀ meĀ havenātĀ killedĀ meĀ yet,Ā whatĀ makesĀ youĀ thinkĀ thatĀ youĀ can?Ā There'sĀ onlyĀ oneĀ thingĀ thatĀ canĀ killĀ me,Ā andĀ youĀ willĀ neverĀ haveĀ accessĀ toĀ it.Ā ā
ć ¤ Everything, of him, is sickening. The way he bears his teeth in a smile, like a SNARLING DOG. The egotistical nature about him, manipulative, calculating personality that's only GLIMPSED in the eyes and souls of humankind.
㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤Evil. He was evil. 㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤He thrived on the chaos being caused. 㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤The distress. 㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤 The misery.
He speaks of Dae, and Hyunwoo's own pulse, begins to hasten. It was dizzying, the amount of worry he'd fallen under. They WERE FRIENDS ; he was more than Min's little brother. Why this FREAK had found Dae so enthralling, Woo did not hazard to guess nor dare to ask. All that WAS KNOWN, was that he needed to get away from Soo - Jin. By whatever means necessary.
㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤㠤 ā He's stubborn - but that can be pushed past. ā
Brow furrows ; he wouldn't let DEMONS KNOW, that he had found out about the Honmoon. That, there were weapons, specialized for the sole purpose of eradicating demons. And if he could just get his hands on one, manifest it, create it, anything :
ā ... I guess I have more heart than they do. Don't I. They aren't resolved to kill you ; but I will, even if it's the last fucking thing that I'm ever able to do on this god - forsaken Earth. ā
ššĀ šššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ šššššš,Ā heĀ reveledĀ inĀ it.Ā TheĀ chaos,Ā theĀ miseryĀ āĀ watchingĀ everythingĀ fallĀ apartĀ āĀ watchingĀ themĀ tryĀ soĀ hardĀ onlyĀ toĀ LOSE.Ā ToĀ FAIL.Ā HeadĀ cantsĀ toĀ theĀ sideĀ ;Ā armsĀ crossĀ overĀ hisĀ chest,Ā andĀ hisĀ grinĀ widensĀ furtherĀ ;Ā almostĀ inĀ aĀ wayĀ thatĀ seemsĀ mockingĀ towardsĀ theĀ otherĀ man.
āIsĀ thatĀ whatĀ youĀ thinkĀ ?Ā HeāsĀ wrappedĀ aroundĀ myĀ fingerĀ ;Ā heĀ wonātĀ listenĀ toĀ you.Ā HeĀ doesnātĀ evenĀ listenĀ toĀ hisĀ brother,Ā now.Ā WhatĀ makesĀ youĀ thinkĀ youĀ wouldĀ beĀ soĀ importantĀ asĀ toĀ getĀ throughĀ toĀ him,Ā mm?ā
šššššĀ ššĀ ššĀ ššššššĀ ššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ ššĀ ššĀ ;Ā heĀ knewĀ thisĀ littleĀ groupĀ hadĀ figuredĀ itĀ out,Ā andĀ thatĀ wasĀ partĀ ofĀ whatĀ madeĀ everythingĀ soĀ enthrallingĀ regardingĀ thisĀ situation.Ā TheyĀ couldnātĀ proveĀ anyĀ ofĀ theirĀ claimsĀ toĀ anyoneĀ butĀ eachĀ otherĀ āĀ andĀ howĀ didĀ theyĀ expectĀ toĀ getĀ ridĀ ofĀ himĀ whenĀ thoseĀ whoĀ wereĀ trainedĀ andĀ hadĀ theĀ weaponryĀ toĀ doĀ soĀ couldnātĀ evenĀ killĀ him?
šššš-šššāšĀ šššššššššššššĀ šššĀ šššššššššĀ ššĀ šššš.Ā HowĀ pathetic,Ā howĀ naiveĀ !Ā Soo-jin,Ā atĀ thisĀ moment,Ā wasĀ impenetrableĀ āĀ aĀ forceĀ thatĀ wasĀ toĀ beĀ reckonedĀ withĀ andĀ oneĀ whoĀ couldĀ smearĀ theĀ pavementĀ withĀ theĀ others'Ā bloodĀ ifĀ heĀ soĀ wellĀ pleased.Ā ClawedĀ fingersĀ reachĀ outĀ ;Ā theyĀ curlĀ aroundĀ Hyun-wooāsĀ chinĀ andĀ pullĀ himĀ closeĀ toĀ hisĀ ownĀ faceĀ ;Ā brownĀ eyesĀ flickeringĀ moltenĀ goldĀ forĀ aĀ splitĀ moment.
āĀ YouĀ andĀ yourĀ littleĀ friendsĀ areĀ theĀ stupidestĀ bunchĀ IāveĀ everĀ met,Ā toyingĀ withĀ yourĀ ownĀ deathsĀ likeĀ this.Ā ByĀ theĀ endĀ ofĀ this,Ā allĀ ofĀ youĀ willĀ beĀ inĀ yourĀ ownĀ gravesĀ ā¦Ā andĀ Dae-hoĀ willĀ stillĀ endĀ upĀ asĀ myĀ property.Ā FickleĀ littleĀ thingsĀ youĀ areĀ ;Ā humansĀ areĀ so,Ā so,Ā stupid.Ā YouĀ willĀ notĀ winĀ this.Ā WhyĀ evenĀ botherĀ ?Ā ā
ššš-šššĀ šššĀ šššššššĀ šš Ā šššĀ šĀ ššššššĀ ššĀ šššĀ šššĀ šššš šĀ āĀ whetherĀ itĀ wasĀ rapping,Ā manipulationĀ orĀ murderĀ āĀ everythingĀ toĀ himĀ wasĀ doneĀ meticulouslyĀ andĀ withĀ someĀ sortĀ ofĀ goalĀ inĀ mind,Ā oneĀ thatĀ heĀ hadĀ beenĀ workingĀ onĀ forĀ centuriesĀ ;Ā appeasingĀ theĀ demonĀ kingĀ forĀ hisĀ praiseĀ &Ā admiration.Ā ThatāsĀ allĀ itĀ wasĀ toĀ himĀ āĀ aĀ giantĀ spectacleĀ ofĀ attentionĀ thatĀ heĀ soĀ desperatelyĀ cravedĀ byĀ somethingĀ soĀ muchĀ higherĀ thanĀ himself.Ā ManipulatingĀ Dae-hoĀ andĀ severingĀ theĀ boysĀ relationships,Ā however,Ā wasĀ nothingĀ ifĀ notĀ aĀ giftĀ forĀ himselfĀ āĀ forĀ didĀ heĀ notĀ deserveĀ somethingĀ forĀ himselfĀ everyĀ onceĀ inĀ aĀ while?Ā Dae-hoāsĀ bodyĀ wouldĀ lookĀ soĀ prettyĀ motionless,Ā likeĀ someĀ sortĀ ofĀ twistedĀ doll,Ā wouldĀ itĀ not?Ā Soo-jinĀ justĀ neededĀ toĀ waitĀ forĀ theĀ rightĀ time,Ā forĀ asĀ muchĀ asĀ heĀ hatedĀ toĀ admitĀ itĀ āĀ heĀ caredĀ forĀ theĀ guyĀ inĀ hisĀ own,Ā twistedĀ way.
šššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ š ššššĀ ššĀ ššššššĀ asĀ soonĀ asĀ theĀ otherĀ spitsĀ outĀ hisĀ wordsĀ toĀ him,Ā Soo-jinĀ standingĀ there,Ā oddlyĀ relaxedĀ asĀ hisĀ headĀ cantsĀ toĀ theĀ side.Ā āTrash?Ā Hardly.āĀ HisĀ tongueĀ glidesĀ overĀ pointedĀ teeth,Ā amused,Ā browĀ raisedĀ everĀ soĀ slightlyĀ asĀ heĀ staresĀ atĀ JiyongĀ aĀ littleĀ tooĀ long.Ā Mm,Ā heĀ wouldĀ lookĀ soĀ prettyĀ strungĀ up,Ā wouldnātĀ he?Ā WithĀ hisĀ organsĀ offeredĀ upĀ toĀ theĀ godĀ belowĀ ā¦Ā HeāsĀ pulledĀ fromĀ hisĀ thoughts,Ā shakingĀ hisĀ head. āIāmĀ hereĀ forĀ theĀ sameĀ reasonĀ youĀ are.Ā IĀ wasĀ nominatedĀ forĀ anĀ awardĀ āĀ itāsĀ cuteĀ thatĀ youāreĀ threatenedĀ enoughĀ toĀ tryĀ andĀ insultĀ me,Ā though.āĀ TheĀ wayĀ heĀ speaksĀ isĀ almostĀ asĀ ifĀ heĀ wereĀ mockingĀ JiyongĀ āĀ hisĀ wordsĀ beingĀ washedĀ offĀ ofĀ himĀ likeĀ waterĀ offĀ ofĀ aĀ duckāsĀ back.Ā AndĀ then,Ā heĀ mentionsĀ Dae-hoĀ āĀ ofĀ courseĀ heĀ would,Ā forĀ Soo-jinĀ knewĀ thatĀ JiyongĀ wasĀ theĀ boyfriendĀ ofĀ theĀ youngersĀ annoyingĀ brotherĀ ;Ā theĀ oneĀ whoĀ keptĀ stickingĀ hisĀ noseĀ whereĀ itĀ didnātĀ belongĀ āĀ theĀ oneĀ thatĀ Soo-jinĀ hadĀ injuredĀ twice.
āHeāsĀ busy.Ā Interviews,Ā photosĀ āĀ what,Ā doĀ youĀ expectĀ toĀ kidnapĀ himĀ fromĀ here,Ā too?Ā YouāreĀ luckyĀ IĀ didnātĀ getĀ theĀ policeĀ involvedĀ fromĀ theĀ stuntĀ youĀ &Ā hisĀ brotherĀ pulled.Ā UnfortunateĀ whatĀ happenedĀ though,Ā huh?Ā TheĀ guyāsĀ alreadyĀ injured,Ā toĀ sufferĀ aĀ secondĀ injury,Ā IāmĀ impressedĀ heĀ canĀ stillĀ walk.āĀ ThereāsĀ aĀ slightĀ shiftĀ toĀ hisĀ toneĀ āĀ bitterness.Ā Disappointment?Ā MaybeĀ aĀ littleĀ bit.Ā HeĀ shrugsĀ softlyĀ āĀ nonchalantly,Ā asĀ ifĀ everythingĀ wasĀ nothingĀ butĀ aĀ bigĀ gameĀ toĀ him.Ā heĀ stepsĀ closerĀ toĀ Jiyong,Ā leaningĀ downĀ slightlyĀ soĀ thatĀ onlyĀ heĀ couldĀ hearĀ himĀ āĀ tauntingĀ theĀ otherĀ wouldĀ proveĀ amusing.Ā HeĀ couldĀ sayĀ anythingĀ toĀ him,Ā andĀ theĀ onlyĀ oneĀ whoĀ wouldĀ notĀ believeĀ himĀ wouldĀ beĀ theĀ onlyĀ oneĀ whoĀ matteredĀ rightĀ nowĀ āĀ Dae-ho.Ā LipsĀ curlĀ intoĀ aĀ smirk,Ā closeĀ toĀ JiyongāsĀ ear.
āIfĀ youĀ twoĀ keepĀ pokingĀ aroundĀ placesĀ youĀ donātĀ belong,Ā IāllĀ makeĀ sureĀ yourĀ belovedĀ littleĀ boyfriendĀ suffersĀ fromĀ moreĀ thanĀ justĀ fallingĀ metalĀ andĀ aĀ kickĀ downĀ theĀ stairs.Ā GotĀ it?ā
šĀ šššš šššššš?Ā ššššš.Ā ButĀ thereĀ wasnātĀ anyĀ proofĀ āĀ whoĀ wouldĀ believeĀ JiyongĀ otherĀ thanĀ Cheol-min,Ā whoĀ Soo-jinĀ wasĀ tryingĀ toĀ convinceĀ Dae-hoĀ wasnātĀ rightĀ inĀ theĀ headĀ afterĀ theĀ accident?Ā Nobody.Ā ClawedĀ handĀ movesĀ toĀ firmlyĀ patĀ theĀ otherĀ onĀ hisĀ shoulder,Ā squeezingĀ slightlyĀ inĀ aĀ wayĀ thatĀ wasĀ clearlyĀ aĀ threat.
āIĀ suggestĀ givingĀ upĀ onĀ Dae-ho.Ā IāllĀ takeĀ goodĀ careĀ ofĀ him,Ā donātĀ youĀ worry.ā
anger courses through him like it's all he's ever known āā and maybe it is. from a young age all he'd felt was this inexplicable anger ; at the world, at his parents, at himself. he'd tried reeling it in, promised himself that when he finally got out of that shit hole of a home that he'd change, he'd be better āā but nothing had really changed, had it ? he was still the same angry child he had once been so many years ago, so desperate to find someone to take it out on in the hopes that it might make him feel better.
but it never did.
soo-jin has a way with words āā not in the charming sense, but in the way that he knows just what to say to get under jiyong's skin. it's like he knows intrinsically how to fuck with someone. though, if he really was a demon, if he'd been around for literal centuries then jiyong supposes that it makes sense. he'd had time to figure just what makes humans tick āā and that makes him more dangerous than what they'd thought previously.
" i'm not fucking threatened by you āā your face just pisses me off. " something about him just makes jiyong's blood boil with anger, his stomach twist in something that almost resembles fear. it's like his body knows that soo-jin is dangerous, instinct kicking in and every nerve ending in his body telling him to run, run, run.
but he doesn't, he won't. safety isn't guaranteed even when surrounded by countless other people āā what happened to cheol-min was proof of that, but he'd be damned if he's known as the one that ran away from a freak like this. he wouldn't be able to face himself, let alone any of the others if they'd found out that he'd turned tail and fucking ran.
it's a relief, at least, to know that dae-ho wasn't anywhere near soo-jin for once āā practically glued to the other's side these days, now that he thinks about it. their attempt at getting the younger away had ended badly ; cheol-min injured and, when they got to the car, dae-ho was nowhere to be seen. he could've throttled the kid that day, slapped him around and told him to stop being so fucking naive for once in his life. but what good would that have done ? all their rescue attempt had managed to do was have dae-ho run back into the arms of the one person that they were so desperate to keep him away from. they'd done more harm than good āā but they had to try, didn't they ?
and then, his gaze shifts, narrows at the mention of cheol-min. jiyong had never had someone in his life that he'd truly cared about before, you know ? his upbringing hadn't allowed for it, his parents had only ever made him feel undeserving of love. so to have someone, finally, to have their life threatened āā ? there wasn't a thing on this earth that jiyong wouldn't do to keep his boyfriend safe. he was all he had, really, and . . . if he lost cheol-min ? fuck, he just doesn't know what he'd do with himself.
āā what was he, who was he, if not his ?
to anyone looking on, it might have seemed like the two were just having a normal conversation - heated, perhaps, but jiyong had a reputation in the industry now, he'd had one for a while. hot-headed, reckless, prone to drama. anyone that might have been curious would simply notice that it was him and then look the other way. no one wanted to get involved when choi jiyong looked about ready to burst.
" āā the fuck did you just say ? " he heard it, of course he did. the closest to an admission that he'd get. jiyong had always thought there was something off about cheol-min's accident ; more safety checks than he cared to think about were always done before shows, and if anything was wrong there'd be a delay until it was safe to perform. the fact that the scaffolding, secure as it was had just fallen ? he might not have thought it to be anything other than a fluke at first, but the more time he dwelled on it, the less it made sense. with everything that had been happening with soo-jin recently . . . jiyong can't help but think that the demon was the cause.
it sounds like it'd be right up his alley.
" keep his name . . . keep both of their fucking names out of your god damned mouth. don't talk about them, don't fucking think about them, don't āā " fists are clenched at his sides, twitching like they want nothing more than to draw back and take a swing and his smug fucking face. but he doesn't. he can't. impulsive as he may be, doing something dumb might put dae-ho in danger, and that was just something that he couldn't risk.
" we're not giving up on him. "
ššĀ šššĀ ššĀ ššššĀ ššĀ ššĀ šššĀ ššššššĀ ;Ā howĀ thisĀ groupĀ ofĀ boysĀ thoughtĀ thatĀ theyĀ couldĀ doĀ anythingĀ toĀ stopĀ him.Ā WhenĀ Soo-jināsĀ mindĀ wasĀ madeĀ upĀ āĀ whenĀ heĀ hadĀ hisĀ eyesĀ onĀ something,Ā heĀ wouldĀ getĀ it.Ā HeĀ didĀ everythingĀ forĀ theĀ demonĀ kingĀ āĀ everythingĀ withoutĀ complaintĀ ;Ā soĀ heĀ couldĀ haveĀ aĀ giftĀ forĀ himself,Ā couldnātĀ he?Ā HeĀ hadĀ everythingĀ allĀ plannedĀ outĀ fromĀ theĀ beginningĀ āĀ Dae-hoĀ wasĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ anĀ object,Ā aĀ toyĀ āĀ aĀ doll.Ā SomethingĀ toĀ collect.Ā AndĀ eventually,Ā whenĀ theĀ timeĀ wasĀ right,Ā heĀ wouldĀ becomeĀ everythingĀ thatĀ Soo-jinĀ wanted.Ā AĀ pieceĀ ofĀ artĀ ;Ā beautiful,Ā sereneĀ &Ā motionless.
šššĀ šššĀ šššššššĀ šššāšĀ šššššššĀ &Ā ššš-šššāšĀ ššššššššššĀ wereĀ becomingĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ aĀ thornĀ inĀ theĀ demonāsĀ side.Ā InĀ hindsight,Ā perhapsĀ heĀ shouldĀ haveĀ madeĀ sureĀ thatĀ Cheol-minĀ diedĀ thatĀ dayĀ āĀ thatĀ way,Ā heĀ wouldnātĀ beĀ anĀ annoyingĀ littleĀ pestĀ diggingĀ aroundĀ whereĀ heĀ didnātĀ belong,Ā andĀ JiyongĀ wouldĀ beĀ distractedĀ withĀ grief.Ā However,Ā hindsightĀ wasĀ 20/20,Ā evenĀ forĀ aĀ creatureĀ suchĀ asĀ he,Ā andĀ Soo-jinĀ hadĀ toĀ adjustĀ hisĀ gameĀ accordingly.Ā ButĀ itĀ wasĀ alright,Ā forĀ Dae-hoĀ wasĀ stillĀ wrappedĀ aroundĀ hisĀ fingerĀ tightlyĀ withĀ noĀ hopeĀ ofĀ unravelling.Ā EveryĀ day,Ā heĀ wouldĀ bringĀ Dae-hoĀ closerĀ andĀ wrapĀ himĀ withinĀ hisĀ web,Ā pullingĀ himĀ furtherĀ andĀ furtherĀ awayĀ fromĀ everyoneĀ elseĀ whoĀ caredĀ aboutĀ him.
Ā š ššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ ššš-šššĀ šš Ā šššĀ šššššš?
ššššĀ šššĀ ššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ šššššššĀ ššššššĀ šššĀ ššššš?Ā Ā AlmostĀ instantaneously,Ā really,Ā theĀ similaritiesĀ inĀ appearance,Ā forĀ one,Ā wereĀ uncanny.Ā ThatĀ fireĀ withinĀ theĀ eyesĀ ofĀ theĀ youngerĀ sportedĀ aĀ familiarityĀ withinĀ theĀ demonĀ āĀ andĀ thatĀ temperĀ ?Ā Oh,Ā Soo-jinĀ knewĀ thatĀ farĀ tooĀ personally,Ā forĀ thatĀ wasĀ aĀ traitĀ theĀ twoĀ ofĀ themĀ sharedĀ wholeheartedly.Ā DespiteĀ theĀ others'Ā bloodĀ beingĀ diluted,Ā thereĀ wasĀ noĀ doubtĀ thatĀ theĀ twoĀ ofĀ themĀ wereĀ boundĀ byĀ blood,Ā andĀ itĀ madeĀ Soo-JinĀ wantĀ toĀ toyĀ aroundĀ withĀ theĀ bratĀ evenĀ moreĀ āĀ continueĀ gettingĀ underĀ hisĀ skinĀ andĀ watchingĀ himĀ squirmĀ asĀ theĀ demonĀ tookĀ everythingĀ fromĀ himĀ andĀ hisĀ loverĀ withĀ aĀ twistedĀ senseĀ ofĀ joy.
āĀ Mm,Ā doesĀ it,Ā now?Ā DoĀ youĀ sayĀ theĀ sameĀ whenĀ youĀ lookĀ inĀ aĀ mirrorĀ ?Ā ā
šĀ ššššššĀ šššĀ ;Ā aĀ hintĀ ofĀ relation.Ā HeĀ canĀ smellĀ theĀ angerĀ radiatingĀ offĀ ofĀ JiyongĀ asĀ thoughĀ itsĀ scentĀ wasĀ soĀ specificĀ (Ā andĀ itĀ wasĀ ),Ā headĀ craningĀ toĀ theĀ sideĀ idlyĀ asĀ heĀ watchedĀ himĀ āĀ eyedĀ himĀ āĀ nearlyĀ analyzingĀ himĀ toĀ decipherĀ hisĀ reactionsĀ andĀ whereĀ toĀ pokeĀ andĀ prodĀ atĀ next.Ā HeĀ mayĀ haveĀ beenĀ aĀ relative,Ā butĀ JiyongĀ wasĀ soĀ painfullyĀ human,Ā andĀ heĀ clearlyĀ hadĀ beenĀ bornĀ withĀ emotions,Ā unlikeĀ Soo-jinĀ ;Ā whoseĀ ownĀ wereĀ fabricatedĀ toĀ hellĀ andĀ back,Ā andĀ yetĀ āĀ theyĀ wereĀ stillĀ soĀ strikinglyĀ similar,Ā werenātĀ they?
āĀ Careful,Ā now.Ā YouĀ donātĀ wantĀ toĀ causeĀ tooĀ muchĀ ofĀ aĀ commotion,Ā doĀ you?Ā ā
ššššššāšĀ ššššššššĀ ššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ makesĀ aĀ chuckleĀ rumbleĀ deepĀ withinĀ hisĀ chest,Ā clawsĀ uponĀ JiyongāsĀ shoulderĀ grippingĀ tighterĀ asĀ heĀ leansĀ inĀ closerĀ toĀ theĀ younger'sĀ ear,Ā thatĀ smugĀ smirkĀ uponĀ hisĀ featuresĀ stretchingĀ wider.Ā āĀ Mm,Ā thereĀ isnātĀ anythingĀ youĀ canĀ do.Ā TheĀ deeperĀ youĀ goĀ downĀ thisĀ hole?Ā Well,Ā youĀ mightĀ asĀ wellĀ beĀ diggingĀ yourĀ ownĀ graves.Ā ā
āĀ Fine,Ā donātĀ giveĀ upĀ onĀ him.Ā ButĀ realizeĀ this,Ā bratĀ āĀ āĀ hisĀ gripĀ tightens,Ā voiceĀ lowĀ forĀ onlyĀ JiyongĀ toĀ hear ; voice hollow and void of any emotion whatsoever, like a switch being flipped.Ā āĀ GetĀ furtherĀ inĀ myĀ wayĀ andĀ IĀ willĀ notĀ hesitateĀ toĀ wipeĀ everyĀ singleĀ oneĀ ofĀ youĀ offĀ theĀ faceĀ ofĀ thisĀ planetĀ ā¦Ā StartingĀ withĀ Cheol-min. ā
ššĀ šššĀ š ššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ šššššššš.Ā WhenĀ theĀ realizationĀ hitĀ themĀ thatĀ heĀ wasnātĀ whatĀ heĀ portrayedĀ himselfĀ toĀ be.Ā HowĀ theĀ patternsĀ onĀ hisĀ skinĀ pulsedĀ andĀ litĀ up,Ā howĀ hisĀ darkĀ eyesĀ switchedĀ intoĀ aĀ moltenĀ goldĀ withĀ slitĀ pupilsĀ thatĀ wereĀ asĀ sharpĀ asĀ knives,Ā andĀ elongatedĀ caninesĀ thatĀ threatenedĀ toĀ biteĀ andĀ tearĀ flesh.Ā HeĀ enjoyedĀ seeingĀ theĀ facesĀ ofĀ hisĀ victimsĀ contortĀ intoĀ fearĀ whenĀ itĀ hitĀ themĀ ;Ā whenĀ itĀ allĀ madeĀ senseĀ asĀ toĀ whyĀ heĀ lookedĀ theĀ wayĀ thatĀ heĀ looked,Ā andĀ thatĀ theirĀ lifeĀ wasĀ noĀ longerĀ theirs.Ā ThatĀ heĀ wasĀ goingĀ toĀ takeĀ itĀ fromĀ themĀ inĀ aĀ wayĀ thatĀ wasĀ notĀ humane.
āĀ Aaaaaah.Ā Look at where pokingĀ yourĀ noseĀ aroundĀ whereĀ itĀ doesnātĀ belongĀ getsĀ you,Ā eh?Ā ā
šš-ššššĀ šššĀ ššššĀ šššššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ ššššššššĀ forĀ aĀ whileĀ now;Ā limbsĀ bound,Ā thoughĀ hisĀ bodyĀ squirmedĀ inĀ hisĀ grasp.Ā Soo-jinĀ hummedĀ asĀ heĀ listenedĀ toĀ theĀ muffledĀ protestsĀ ofĀ theĀ otherĀ gaggedĀ withĀ aĀ clothĀ tiedĀ aroundĀ hisĀ mouth.Ā AĀ clawedĀ handĀ movedĀ toĀ patĀ hisĀ assĀ asĀ ifĀ heĀ wereĀ tryingĀ toĀ comfortĀ himĀ inĀ someĀ way,Ā butĀ itĀ wasĀ clearĀ whatĀ hisĀ intentionsĀ wereĀ andĀ thatĀ thisĀ wasĀ inĀ noĀ wayĀ aĀ comfortingĀ gestureĀ āĀ butĀ aĀ mockingĀ one.Ā LipsĀ partĀ intoĀ aĀ wideĀ grinĀ unseenĀ toĀ theĀ otherĀ manĀ asĀ combatĀ bootsĀ thumpĀ lowlyĀ againstĀ whatĀ soundedĀ likeĀ aĀ concreteĀ floor,Ā theĀ areaĀ likeĀ aĀ mazeĀ withĀ hallsĀ thatĀ twistedĀ andĀ turnedĀ āĀ noĀ lightĀ sourcesĀ toĀ beĀ seenĀ asĀ theĀ demonĀ carriedĀ theĀ otherĀ manĀ downĀ theĀ darkĀ hallsĀ untilĀ heĀ stoppedĀ inĀ frontĀ ofĀ oneĀ ofĀ theĀ manyĀ doorsĀ downĀ here.
šššĀ ššššĀ ššššššĀ ššššĀ šĀ šššššĀ ;Ā Soo-jinĀ pushingĀ itĀ openĀ withĀ hisĀ freeĀ handĀ andĀ kickingĀ itĀ closedĀ behindĀ himĀ withĀ aĀ loud
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ššššĀ !
ššššĀ šššššĀ šššĀ ššššššĀ inĀ theĀ roomĀ asĀ itĀ leavesĀ himĀ ;Ā thisĀ roomĀ nowĀ illuminatedĀ withĀ aĀ dimĀ light.Ā HisĀ footstepsĀ echoĀ onceĀ moreĀ ;Ā slow,Ā loudĀ thumpsĀ beforeĀ heĀ laysĀ theĀ otherĀ manĀ downĀ onĀ whatĀ seemedĀ toĀ beĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ aĀ largeĀ slabĀ ofĀ concrete.Ā ClawsĀ hookĀ intoĀ theĀ fabricĀ ofĀ theĀ clothĀ inĀ hisĀ mouthĀ andĀ pullĀ downĀ toĀ allowĀ Ha-joonĀ toĀ speak,Ā ifĀ heĀ soĀ wishedĀ āĀ forĀ Soo-jinĀ wouldĀ loveĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thenĀ toĀ hearĀ himĀ begĀ andĀ pleadĀ forĀ hisĀ life.Ā Ā WouldĀ itĀ changeĀ hisĀ mind?Ā AbsolutelyĀ not.Ā TongueĀ glidesĀ overĀ fangedĀ teeth,Ā fingersĀ gripĀ ontoĀ theĀ otherāsĀ jawĀ toĀ forceĀ himĀ toĀ lookĀ intoĀ thoseĀ moltenĀ goldĀ coloredĀ hues.
āĀ AndĀ hereĀ IĀ was,Ā gettingĀ ā¦Ā attached.Ā YouĀ keptĀ thingsĀ interesting,Ā I'llĀ giveĀ youĀ that.Ā MaybeĀ youĀ wouldĀ haveĀ survivedĀ ifĀ youĀ keptĀ toĀ yourself,Ā mm?Ā Dae-DaeĀ isĀ goingĀ toĀ beĀ soĀ sadĀ whenĀ youāreĀ gone.Ā HowĀ selfishĀ ofĀ you.Ā āĀ Soo-jinĀ musedĀ ;Ā thoughĀ hisĀ expressionĀ andĀ toneĀ wereĀ voidĀ ofĀ anyĀ emotion.Ā ItĀ wasĀ somethingĀ darkĀ ;Ā hollow.Ā ClawedĀ fingersĀ trailedĀ downĀ slowlyĀ fromĀ Ha-joonāsĀ jawĀ toĀ hisĀ chestĀ ;Ā rightĀ aboveĀ hisĀ heart,Ā feelingĀ hisĀ heartbeatĀ pulseĀ asĀ aĀ smirkĀ twitchedĀ atĀ theĀ cornerĀ ofĀ hisĀ lips.Ā "Ā ButĀ I'llĀ makeĀ sureĀ thatĀ heĀ hasĀ aĀ niceĀ littleĀ partingĀ giftĀ fromĀ you.Ā "
āĀ AnyĀ lastĀ words?Ā ā
@moonscoped | It's time for you to die.
it's unnatural. everything about him is unnatural.
from the moment ha-joon had met him he'd felt something off about the other, something that he just hadn't been able to place. he'd pushed it away at first, seeing how dae-ho spoke so highly of soo-jin he'd wanted to assume the best, you know ? make an effort for someone that was so near and dear to him.
perhaps that had been his first mistake - thinking that anything about soo-jin could have possibly been good.
he thinks himself an idiot, seeing the warnings, allowing himself to get close despite them all. ha-joon might have argued it was just because he didn't trust the other, that he needed to get closer in order to understand the truth - but that was a lie, wasn't it ? selfish, he'd been. so lost in the grief of not being able to have dae-ho how he wanted, and so he'd taken to someone else instead - an arrangement that had worked well for the two of them, or so he'd thought.
he had no one to blame but himself for his carelessness ; thinking he could have his cake and eat it too. soo-jin was dangerous, he'd felt it from the second that they'd met, it was why he'd gotten so invested in the first place - anything to keep dae-ho safe from a monster.
but he couldn't even do that, could he ? what good was he tied up and slung over the monster's shoulder when dae-ho was off somewhere none the wiser ? what good was he dead ? so he struggles, not for himself ( at least in the typical sense ) but for dae-ho. because he has to get back and tell him the truth, he has to get out of here with dae-ho before something terrible happens, before it's too late.
soo-jin is stronger than he looks, holding on tight with seemingly little effort, totally unphased by how much ha-joon moves around. it's frustrating, terrifying, and it only makes him work harder - a desperate attempt to break free from the bonds that he'd found himself in.
try as he might to not appear scared ( least of all in front of him ) his heart betrays him, racing so fast that he can feel it pounding against the inside of his skull, feel it thumping against his ribcage as it threatens to burst free. ha-joon's mind is racing with ways to try and break free, to escape the situation he's found himself in, but his train of thought is cut off as he's dumped onto the freezing concrete that lay below. if he could just get his legs free he'd be able to run - if he can run, he can get to dae-ho āā they could get out of this fucking nightmare.
together.
the rag that stops him from speaking is removed from his mouth, jaw aching from the strain of having it there in the first place. insults on the tip of his tongue that fizzle out when a clawed hand grips him, forces him to look. ha-joon had never looked at the other with any particular fondness, truth be told, but there's still a sense of betrayal that it had ever come to this ; a disgust in himself that he'd thought, for even a second, that soo-jin was something other than what he'd suspected all this time.
" āā fuck you, leave him out of this ! " stubborn, desperate to defend dae-ho until the very end, like it was his life's purpose. as clawed finger hovers over his chest, a deep, sinking feeling settles in the pit of his stomach. whatever soo-jin was, it certainly wasn't human, and ha-joon can't just accept the fact that he's not making it out of here alive, ignores it and tells himself that he'll fight his way out of here if it's the last thing he does.
" let me go āā " anger takes shape, an ugly thing really, as he surges forward and tries to headbutt the other with all the strength he can muster.
šššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ ššššĀ ššššĀ ššĀ š šššššĀ ššĀ šššĀ ;Ā despiteĀ itĀ alwaysĀ beingĀ soĀ obviousĀ thatĀ heĀ wasn'tĀ necessarilyĀ human.Ā AtĀ least,Ā notĀ anymore.Ā HeĀ hadn'tĀ beenĀ humanĀ inĀ centuries,Ā hadĀ he?Ā HeĀ nearlyĀ forgotĀ whatĀ itĀ feltĀ likeĀ toĀ beĀ soĀ weak,Ā soĀ feeble,Ā soĀ ...Ā human.Ā PatheticĀ asĀ theseĀ creaturesĀ were,Ā Soo-jinĀ hadĀ beenĀ rebornĀ intoĀ somethingĀ muchĀ betterĀ ;Ā muchĀ stronger,Ā andĀ hisĀ bloodlustĀ wasĀ allĀ butĀ insatiable.Ā MostĀ humansĀ wereĀ stupidĀ enoughĀ toĀ believeĀ thatĀ hisĀ patternsĀ wereĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ anĀ aestheticĀ choice.Ā Hunters,Ā ofĀ course,Ā wereĀ justĀ asĀ uselessĀ asĀ otherĀ humansĀ ;Ā forĀ theyĀ too,Ā wereĀ easilyĀ manipulated.Ā ItĀ wasĀ howĀ heĀ wasĀ ableĀ toĀ beĀ protectedĀ forĀ soĀ longĀ āĀ WhyĀ noĀ oneĀ couldĀ strikeĀ himĀ justĀ yet.
šššššĀ šššĀ ššššĀ šššššĀ šššĀ šššššššššš,Ā šššš'šĀ šš?
ššĀ šššššššĀ ššĀ šš-ššššĀ ššššš šššš,Ā aĀ lowĀ humĀ ofĀ aĀ tuneĀ leavingĀ himĀ onceĀ more,Ā headĀ tiltingĀ fromĀ sideĀ toĀ sideĀ asĀ heĀ focusesĀ onĀ theĀ areaĀ ofĀ hisĀ chest,Ā nailsĀ diggingĀ slightlyĀ butĀ notĀ tearingĀ fabricĀ norĀ fleshĀ asĀ ofĀ yet.Ā GazeĀ quicklyĀ flickersĀ whenĀ heĀ seesĀ theĀ attemptĀ ofĀ aĀ headbuttĀ towardsĀ himĀ ;Ā handĀ lightningĀ fastĀ asĀ itĀ caughtĀ theĀ other'sĀ faceĀ withinĀ hisĀ palmĀ andĀ slammedĀ hisĀ headĀ backĀ downĀ againstĀ theĀ concreteĀ slabĀ āĀ notĀ enoughĀ toĀ makeĀ himĀ bleedĀ outwardly,Ā butĀ enoughĀ toĀ dizzyĀ him,Ā atĀ least.
šššĀ ššššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ šššĀ ;Ā theĀ shadowsĀ withinĀ materializingĀ andĀ wrappingĀ aroundĀ hisĀ bodyĀ toĀ keepĀ himĀ inĀ place.Ā AĀ tendrilĀ aroundĀ hisĀ throat;Ā oneĀ aroundĀ hisĀ abdomenĀ (Ā thoughĀ notĀ blockingĀ whereĀ Soo-jinĀ neededĀ toĀ beĀ ),Ā oneĀ aroundĀ hisĀ hipsĀ andĀ oneĀ atĀ hisĀ alreadyĀ boundĀ ankles.Ā TightlyĀ theyĀ pulledĀ toĀ keepĀ himĀ stillĀ ;Ā theĀ demonĀ hummingĀ eerilyĀ onceĀ more.
"Ā DidĀ youĀ reallyĀ thinkĀ thatĀ youĀ hadĀ aĀ chanceĀ withĀ him?Ā Mm?Ā "
šššĀ šššššššĀ ššĀ šššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ soĀ worriedĀ ;Ā aĀ knightĀ inĀ shiningĀ armorĀ ;Ā orĀ aĀ completeĀ idiot.Ā NeckĀ cranesĀ slightlyĀ asĀ heĀ looksĀ downĀ atĀ Ha-joonĀ asĀ ifĀ heĀ wereĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ justĀ aĀ pieceĀ ofĀ meatĀ toĀ beĀ butchered,Ā somethingĀ toĀ beĀ tossedĀ awayĀ whenĀ heĀ wasĀ done.Ā Unfortunately,Ā Soo-jinĀ heldĀ aĀ littleĀ careĀ forĀ him.Ā TheirĀ personalĀ situationĀ helpedĀ withĀ that.Ā HandĀ trailsĀ downĀ slowlyĀ fromĀ theĀ other'sĀ chestĀ toĀ hisĀ stomach,Ā browĀ raisingĀ softlyĀ beforeĀ lowering,Ā handĀ movingĀ backĀ justĀ aboveĀ hisĀ heartĀ asĀ clawsĀ toreĀ atĀ fabric.Ā TongueĀ glidesĀ alongĀ hisĀ lipsĀ asĀ sharpĀ clawsĀ alignĀ themselvesĀ overĀ Ha-joon'sĀ heart,Ā slowlyĀ startingĀ toĀ wedgeĀ themselvesĀ intoĀ theĀ fleshĀ asĀ bloodĀ oozesĀ aroundĀ themĀ andĀ seepsĀ ;Ā theĀ smellĀ ofĀ ironĀ takingĀ overĀ hisĀ sensesĀ asĀ hisĀ grinĀ stretchesĀ inhumanelyĀ uponĀ hisĀ features.
"ThereĀ isĀ nothingĀ youĀ canĀ do.Ā HeĀ willĀ beĀ mine,Ā andĀ mineĀ alone.Ā Permanently,Ā forever.Ā IfĀ youĀ stayedĀ outĀ ofĀ myĀ businessĀ ā¦Ā maybeĀ youĀ wouldn'tĀ beĀ inĀ thisĀ situation,Ā eh?Ā ...Ā WhoĀ amĀ IĀ kidding.Ā YouĀ wereĀ goingĀ toĀ beĀ culledĀ regardless.Ā NOĀ ONEĀ getsĀ inĀ theĀ wayĀ ofĀ whatĀ IĀ want."
š ššššššĀ šššššĀ ššĀ ššššššĀ ;Ā heĀ isnātĀ quickĀ aboutĀ it.Ā HeĀ wantsĀ toĀ seeĀ theĀ painĀ inĀ Ha-joonāsĀ eyesĀ ;Ā heĀ wantsĀ toĀ hearĀ hisĀ screamsĀ echoĀ inĀ thisĀ dimlyĀ litĀ room.Ā Soo-jinĀ coosĀ hollowly,Ā leaningĀ inĀ closerĀ toĀ theĀ otherāsĀ faceĀ asĀ lipsĀ barelyĀ brushĀ againstĀ eachother.
āĀ IāmĀ goingĀ toĀ missĀ ourĀ timeĀ together.Ā OhĀ well.Ā YouĀ hadĀ aĀ goodĀ aĀ run.Ā IāllĀ makeĀ sureĀ heĀ doesnātĀ missĀ youĀ tooĀ much.Ā ā
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