Here's a sneak peek for the Inhun/Sangihun Cult AU story I've been working on....
Gi-hun stared at the motor, willing it to just fix itself. The car had broken down hours ago and as night creeped closer his hopes of fixing it drifted further and further away. Despite his years as a mechanic, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the car. Maybe it was stress. From the move away from Seoul, from Ga-yeong moving to America, from the grief still fresh in his mind from the loss of his mother. He shook his head slightly at that.
No, it was just a broken car.
His eyes flicked over to Sang-woo, who tutted as he continued to stare down at his phone. His boyfriend sighed, “Still no signal.” He met Gi-hun’s gaze as he walked towards him. “Any luck?”
“No.” Defeatedly, Gi-hun sighed and began to close the hood of the car. “I just can't figure it out.” He muttered, his tone slightly whiny. This whole ordeal made him feel as useless as a chocolate teapot. Sang-woo shrugged and began rummaging through his pockets before pulling out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. He opened the box and slipped one slim stick between his lips before offering the packet to Gi-hun.
“You’d think being a mechanic for years would help me in something like this, wouldn’t you?” He tried to lighten the mood, taking one of the cigarettes. Sang-woo scoffed lightly as he lit his cigarette, before moving the flame towards Gi-hun. “Don’t be so self insulting.” Sang-woo muttered around the stick, clearly not appreciating Gi-hun’s attempt at humour. Gi-hun looked at his boyfriend with a face that resembled that of a kicked puppy as he took in a drag of his cigarette.
Sang-woo sighed. “Sorry.” He conceded. “It’s just… this is meant to be our fresh start and we can’t even get there.” The other man slowly paced as he lamented about their situation.
Knowing how stressed his partner was, Gi-hun sighed, twirling the cigarette around in his fingers. In the last few months, Sang-woo hadn’t been himself. He’d been completely the opposite. He seemed paranoid, stressed and incredibly erratic. It felt like Sang-woo was always looking over his shoulder, like he was always being watched. At times, it felt like their heads had switched - Gi-hun now being the more rational of the two, whilst Sang-woo has been transformed into a hot mess.
Just as Gi-hun was about to try to offer Sang-woo some more words of support, he spotted something in the distance.
Prologue and chapter 1 coming soon (date tbc!!)
