lethal

930502, human — assassin

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/he gasps in air, trying to ignore the unimaginable pain in his leg and instead focusing on how much he hates giving the other man the satisfaction of seeing him suffering. he considers forming a retort, but the pain is too much for him to properly form words, and he lays sputtering instead. he tries to ignore the horrible memories the words ‘if you ever want to walk again' bring back, but tears sting his eyes anyway] Yeah…you better…fucking look forward to it. [/considers using his remaining energy to roll over to the other and stab him in the foot with the knife hidden within his shoe, but decides against it, and glares with disgust at the male as he touches his head] Can't even…finish the job…[/pants the words, sarcasm dripping as he tries to hide his exhaustion] How honorable.

[zitaodbd]

(`skillfully suppresses his undeniable pleasure at the image of the other in pain, reminding himself that he cannot maintain a civil mindset with such thoughts) You're bold; I'll give you credit for that. (`spares that male a pointed stare, as if actually considering the mentioned job. after all, it's not like the boy's life has any value to him. the death would be widely unnoticed, and no one would give a shit. unless the kid had some friends with a similar sanity level, he would be generally untouched if he took the injured boy's life. yet, something told him to withhold his urges) I'm sure that poison will do the job for me. (`replies curtly, eyeing where the blood is pooling) Remember that you have until sunset. (`graciously gives the reminder, offering a sweet smile before heading off)

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[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

Oh like I’m feeling really fucking jolly right now. (/rolls his eyes in annoyance and the absurdity of it all) God, you need to find a new hobby. This whole killing thing is so… — (/stops midway, choking on the intensity of the male’s grip around his throat. his gaze shifts towards the male hovering above, eyes challenging. instead, he chooses to remain defiantly silent)

[zitaodbd]

I wouldn't really call it a hobby. (`responds tersely, registering a struggling pulse beneath his fingertips) It's more of an obligation. (presses his lips together in discontent before releasing his grip) Still aren't going to speak up, huh? (`examines the other's expression) If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're in love with the guy. We all know you aren't capable of that, though. (`sighs heavily, nonchalantly taking the male's wrist, slicing a deep gash in the boy's palm) Let this be a little reminder. (`lets the blood drip onto the ground, returning the favor to the other hand) I have no intentions of killing you. Whether you like it or not, I'll find out who you're hiding, and he'll be gone before you know it. (`smiles before finally standing) I'd enjoy your last moments with him while you still can.

[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

(/chooses to remain silent, unwilling to agree with the taller male hovering above him) Don’t be stupid. (/scoffs, he shifts his gaze away, feeling uncomfortable with the thought of myungsoo even getting slightly bruised because of him. just as he’s about to retaliate, his eyes widen and his head shoots up, obviously taken aback by the other’s suggestion) No — Zitao. (/his breath hitches when he spots the gun) He hasn’t done shit to you just — (/bites his lower lip in deep thought) Don’t hurt him. Why waste your time right? Don’t hurt him please.

[zitaodbd]

So what? (`stares down at the gun, temptation rising) I've killed strangers before. How is this any different? (`drags the mouth of the weapon down the male's chest threateningly) There's a certain benefit this time, too. If he were dead, I doubt you'd be in high spirits. (`chuckles lowly) At this point, everything is a waste of my time. At least this is halfway entertaining. Now, tell me— (`carelessly tosses the pistol aside, fingers locking in a choke around the boy's throat, leaning down until their faces are mere centimeters apart) What's your little boyfriend's name, hm?

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/he gasps in pain, then instantly drops to the ground, trying to hold back tears. although the pain was excruciating, the memories the leg injury brought back were worse, and he thrashed around in panic before finally clasping his hand over the wound to stop the bleeding] Fuck, not again…[/mutters the words through gritted teeth, then looks up at his attacker, although he can’t get a decent view of him from his current position] How merciful of you. I know it won’t kill me. [/laughs at the man’s next words, then winces in pain] Poison…[/ponders briefly over whether his immune system will let the poison do its job or not] I doubt it…you’ll probably…see me again. [/he takes in a deep, shuddering breath, but it fails to calm the terror brought on by the thought of having a dysfunctional leg again]

[zitaodbd]

(`casually, he watches the injured boy, the sadistic side of him placing a grin on his expression) You really find this a situation to be laughing in? (`questions, a brow raised inquisitively) Regardless if you die or not, you should still remove that if you ever want to walk again. (`his gaze drops to the wound, eyeing the puddle of thick blood that's piling beneath it. at least he had been gracious enough to save the kid a shattered bone, and that was on purpose. he gives second chances on very rare occasions, and this happens to be one of them) I'm so thrilled. (`sarcastically responds, taking deliberate steps towards the male) I look forward to it. (`with the distance now closed between them, he cheerfully pats the other on the head, turning to depart)

[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

If it’s so unenjoyable then how about you — oh, I don’t know — stop? (/his breathing becomes slightly haggard, with the pain almost unbearable. he’s never been too good with physical pain. his eyes trail the blade, wincing when he notices the gash of blood) Fuck off Zitao. (/makes a face at the other, eyes creasing up in annoyance) Can you just… leave him alone? (/his breath hitches, staring angrily at the other) Hurt me if you want I don’t give two shits just — don’t hurt him. (/the spite in his voice is replaced by pleading) 

[zitaodbd]

(`rolls his eyes, ignoring the comments from the male beneath him) You've always been a bit of a feisty one, haven't you, Baekhyun? (`mutters in disapproval, pursing his lips at the next claim) I don't think so... (`releases his grip, eyeing the splotches of purple that were forming underneath the skin) I think injuring him would put you in more pain than anything I could inflict directly upon you. (`voices his conjecture, taking the gun he had used previously, turning it in his hands) How about a bullet through his heart? (`tests that idea out, finding it suitable, darkly warning afterwards) I'd watch my mouth if I were you. By now, you should understand that my threats aren't empty.

[dodbd]

oh, i'm curious yeah || zitao && kyungsoo

{‘looking through a pile of rubble, he found something shiny and rose it up into the daylight breaking through the store front window to examine it} Pretty… {‘turns it in his hands and tucks it into the pocket of his pants, saving it for further analysis— a sound made his defences build up and he turned to see a dark haired male stroll past on his way, he didn’t know} Hm? {‘standing up slowly and cautiously, he made his way to follow the other, in past a door with a girl sign hanging crookedly, barely, on the door but he didn’t notice it at all} … — {‘he was going to ask what the male was up to, was this the proper bathroom for boys this whole time? but he couldn’t put his thoughts into words and watched silently as another male spoke quickly and quietly to each other, exchange something, and almost in a blink the different male had set on a course out the door he was near and dodged to avoid being caught before heading over to the original boy} Were you trading medication? Food? Maybe something special, like to get rid of powers?

[zitaodbd]

(`sneaks through the hidden alleyway that has somehow remained intact despite the wreckage surrounding it, grateful he's vaguely hidden from the prying eyes of whomever wishes to intrude on his personal matters. reaching the intended location, he groans once he realizes the other party is tardy, glancing around nervously, although he seriously doubts anyone unwelcome would be wandering in here. the moment the expected male arrives, he's hasty in dealing with their business, not allowing a meager second for tedious small talk and the likes. after that ordeal is done with, he packs the surplus back into his bag along with the ammunition he's received in return. dragging himself back into daylight, his heart nearly stops entirely at the sudden appearance of a stranger) Uh... (`quirks a brow, as if seriously wondering if the male is that naive, not even trying to pretend that little exchange was something else) Why don't you find out for yourself? (`smirks to himself, digging through his belongings and producing a few tablets, dumping them into the other's palm before he can hear a protest) Take it, or I'll shoot you. (`mutters the empty threat, subtly brushing back his jacket to reveal the gun he's currently equipped with, though he has no true intentions of using it)

[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

Ha ha ha, you’re hilarious. (/he finds no reason to hide his displeasure or to correct the taller male) Fu— (/winces at the pain, body aching from having been thrown off. he nearly yelps when a bullet brushes pass him and turns to the other with wide eyes. with what little strength he has in his arms, he tries sliding away but to no avail. he bites his lower lip, the position sending him mixed signals in ways he’d most rather not admit. he chokes back a scream when he feels the knife meeting his skin, trying very hard not to make the pain evident) We never really got along did we? Now I remember how I got that fucking scar on my foot. (/shoots the male a look, biting his lower lip harshly to hold in the scream threatening to leave his throat)

[zitaodbd]

(`gives the male credit for even daring to speak in this situation, exercising mercy by only twisting the knife fully clockwise before removing it, blood dripping from the weapon) I'm glad I could rejog your memory. (`his tone contradicts with his words, voice leaking detest) Trust me, this is much less enjoyable for me than you think. (`nonchalantly drags the blade down the same forearm, drawing a gash of crimson liquid) I was so looking forward to doing this to your little boyfriend. (`relays his disappointment through a sullen expression, smirking as he let the tip of the knife trace the other's jawline) You wouldn't mind sharing him, would you? (`absently leaves incisions everywhere, his left hand coming underneath the boy's jaw, clutch at the point of bruising) After all, he looks very capable from the marks he left.

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/laughs bitterly and shakes his head, because his survival thus far wasn’t all luck, but the stranger didn’t need to know that. a sad smile stretches across his lips] Your opinion seems to match that of just about everyone I’ve ever met since I was born. [/continues to watch the other’s movements, swallowing any remaining fear with a gulp before staring down the gun, unfazed] You don’t. I heard you the first two times, I’m just too tired of living with myself to really care. [/smiles crookedly, attempting to shut down any part of his brain that might try to remind him of people that could care if he dies] Just do it already, stop wasting your time.

[zitaodbd]

(`that's all he needs to hear. as a second instinct, he aims thoughtlessly at the male's calf and harshly tugs on the trigger, feeling his rage waver at the sound of the gunshot. he sighs in relief, glad that's over with) I'm sorry to say, but that won't kill you. (`retires the pistol to its rightful location, wiping his dirtied hands against the fabric of his pants) Well, at least not immediately. (`glances to the horizon, judging the hour of day) In a few hours, the poison will shut down your vital organs, so I'd remove that if I were you. (`shrugs indifferently, hardly caring if his advice is considered) You have until sunset. 

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/rolls his eyes, fairly aggravated by the stranger’s assumptions]I survived, didn’t I? That has to say something about the amount of experience I have. It’s a different kind of experience than yours, maybe. [/he snorts and shakes his head, looking down at the stranger’s feet] I’m 20, but I doubt you actually care. [/keeps his eyes trained on the gun, pondering over whether it would be wise to simply leave the man alone now, but he decides against it. he mentally scolds himself for choosing to go down at the hand of someone else’s gun instead of a more honorable death] Maybe you should follow your own advice.

[zitaodbd]

Your survival was an instance of pure luck. (`states in a drawl, adding in a lower tone) Or, in my opinion, a misfortune. (`as predicted, he hardly blinks when the other informs that age, only mentally noting that it matches himself. currently, with the steel held between his teeth, he can't really speak effectively, so he drops the subject. producing another bullet, similar in shape and size, he loads that into the magazine before relocking it in place, merely shoving the normal one into his pocket) I said not to be a brat. (`reminds testily, disengaging the safety of the pistol and tugging back on the slide, cocking it towards the male) Do I need to repeat myself again? 

[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

(/grimaces, choking when he feels the added pressure. he begins to gasp for air, finally letting out a long breath when he feels the grip loosen) What’s it to you Zitao? (/flashes the taller male a crooked smile) Too bad you’ve never had a taste of this ‘slut’ huh? (/he snorts, knowing fully well that his tongue would get him in trouble. his eyes trail the other, gaze meeting a revolver in curiosity) What? (/his eyes shoot up and he suddenly has the urge to hide the bruises around his neck and jaw) You don’t have to go around killing him. (/frowns, contemplating as to whether or not protect the man in question) He was just a good fuck, there’s no point either way.

[zitaodbd]

(`narrows his eyes, his words enunciated and dripping detest) You've lost your desirability ever since you agreed to be fucked by anything with a pulse. (`practically growls at the response, harshly throwing the boy aside, using enough strength to have the male meeting the ground. purely driven by aggravation, he aims and tugs on the trigger, purposely missing the shorter by a hairlength, bullet bouncing off the floor and leaving a dark scorch. he saunters over to the other, legs on either side of the boy's waist as he lowers himself to his knees, producing a jagged knife from his belt) I don't like being told what to do, Baekhyun. (`stabs downwards, meeting the male's forearm and sinking beneath the skin, eventually twisting the weapon slowly) Not one bit. 

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/looks up at the other with an eyebrow raised, feigning innocence in what he hopes is a convincing manner] I didn’t say I was a danger to you, did I? It was just a question. [/looks away for a moment again, lost in jumbled thoughts, before he stands up and takes a step closer to the other man] Ah- from my experience the people that think like that are just setting themselves up for trouble. If you don’t watch out some underdog is going to probably take you down. [/he tilts his head to the side, curious] Like you, huh? And who would that be?

[zitaodbd]

I never said you were a danger. (`reminds hotly, tone laced with a certain temper) I'm sure you have a ton of experience. (`the sarcasm returns, eyeing the male with a rude gaze) What are you, fifteen? (`groans at the bombardment of questions, unable to smother his irritation) I don't see how that's any of your concern. (`casually kicking against the underside of a pistol, catching it swiftly, he ejects the magazine and empties a single bullet out. holding that between his teeth, he digs in his pocket for ammunition of a similar appearance, though that was deceiving) Listen, I'm giving you the advice now; don't be a brat. 

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/laughs again at the other’s sarcasm, then slides down the bark of the tree so he’s in a sitting position] That’s even less fun. Understandable, though. I’m really bad at dying anyway, you’d probably have to shoot me at least three times for me to go down. [/his gaze stays fixated on a distant point on the horizon past the stranger’s head and he sighs, not really in the mood to speak anymore. he sits in silence for a while, then smiles slightly] Do you kill people that are a danger to you? 

[zitaodbd]

(`just stares at the stranger now, admittedly frustrated that the boy isn't departing already) What a pity, that is. (`mutters under his breath, willing the other not to get under his skin since he really would find pleasure in fulfilling that wish) A danger? To me? (`gestures to himself, amusement lining his features) Come on, kid. No one's a danger to me. (`pauses briefly, trying to find the correct wording to answer the question) I kill people like me. 

[zitaodbd]

✱ execution — bbh & hzt

[rkteatime-deactivated20230615]

(/yelps, grimacing at the force of it all) Ow, what the fuck Zitao? (/he crinkles up his nose, trying his best to straighten his back though to no avail) Obviously, I’m alive because I haven’t died right? (/rolls his eyes as though it were the most obvious thing in the world) Get your arm off me I can’t fucking breathe —

[zitaodbd]

(`presses his arm against the other with more purpose) That's kind of the idea. (`lessens his strength a tad, a discoloration of skin catching his eyes, though it's not blood as he would've hoped. he grabs the male's jaw, forcing his head into a tilt, eyes narrowing at the assortment of bruises patching the boy's neck) You've been having a little fun, haven't you, Baekhyun? (`releases the hold) Then again, you've always been a slut. (`reaches to his waist, finding an 8-shot revolver, expertly releasing the cylinder, taking his sweet time in reloading the few bullets missing, replacing everything and spinning the cylinder clockwise, producing a click) Who is it? I'll kill him instead. 

[zitaodbd]

✱ bullets — hzt & ltm

[xtaemindbd-blog]

[/only momentarily caught off guard, he flinches, his eyelids flying shut for a split second when the gun goes off. when the stranger speaks again he looks at him and laughs] That’s pretty impressive- kind of a waste of bullets, though. You seem like you know what you’re doing; I take it you missed on purpose? That’s no fun. [/he stares ahead, silently challenging the other to shoot without missing this time] Me standing still is probably too easy for you, huh? Are you one of those types that refuses to kill somebody if it seems too easy? I can start running, if you want. Evasiveness is one of my only strong suits.

[zitaodbd]

(`dismisses the peculiar reaction, not even bothering to set his gaze on the stranger anymore, tone leaking with sarcasm in his next response) No. Not at all. That was totally on accident. (`half smiles at that assumption, shaking his head absently) Not really. I'm one of those types that refuses to kill somebody with a death wish, and you evidently have that. (`crouches back down, arming his belt with the necessities, more or less shoving the rest into his bag after fixing the security checks, not keen on the idea of shooting himself in the leg again) You can run around if you'd like. (`shrugs in disinterest, pointing behind the male) As long as it's that way. Keep a straight path, okay? 

[hdxvictoria-deactivated20141010]

Who Are You? | Suho & Zitao

[hdxvictoria-deactivated20141010]

After a few moments he felt his eyes become heavy, the droplets were putting him to sleep, that was until there was the sound of foot steps coming from outside his bedroom door. A shock of fear ran through his body as more sounds occupied his ears, things dropping onto the floor as he could feel the vibrations through the floor. Shit. The only word that went through his mind. Had the people from before come again? Why couldn’t he just be left alone? As a sheer moment of curiosity and stupidity, Suho exited his room with caution, trying not to make a sound. When he looked down the hall he could not see anyone but a faint shadow of something moving. Someone is here! With that he made a swift dash to the kitchen. There was a wall that separated the living and the kitchen along with a hole that Suho could easily see who occupied his home. Slowly he made himself to that same spot, crouching down ever so slightly in hoping the floor boards would not make noise. As his eyes peered through, all he wanted was to run away. The amount of artillery the figure had caused Suho to jump, making him ram his head into the corner of the marble counter, hissing in pain as he clenched onto his head, not realizing he just made a shit ton of noise.

[zitaodbd]

Really, he shouldn't have been screwing around with that kid earlier. That had severely put him behind on stock, and it's not like he was going to pry used bullets from a fucking tree. Groaning inwardly, Zitao dug through the contents of his bag, tossing out unwanted items. This satanic rain had somehow seeped through the fabric, wetting a few of the objects inside. Whatever. He'd lay it out to dry and could set off by dawn. Over the pattering of raindrops, his ears picked up on more dominant noises. There was a mixture of clattering and creaking of floorboards, having the male instantaneously tensed. He wasn't alone. Purely for precaution, his fingers found the nearest weapon. Just by the feel, he could determine what he was holding. 9mm pistol, fully loaded. It would have to suffice. Teasing whomever dared to lurk in the shadows, he tugged back on the slide of the barrel, producing that delicious sound that indicated ammo entering the firing chamber. Hell, he could spare a few more bullets. It was all for entertainment purposes. Blindly, he aimed behind him and pulled the trigger, the satisfying shattering of glass reverberating off the walls. Resetting the gun again, he cautiously crept over to where the noise had initially erupted from, kicking open the door that evidently led to the kitchen. There, he found a person practically laying pathetically on the ground. Taking deliberate steps towards the figure, he stared down at the other male, pistol pointing directly at the stranger's forehead. 

[hdxvictoria-deactivated20141010]

Who Are You? | Suho & Zitao

The rain poured hard against the roof above his head, watching the droplets escape through the cracks of his home. He always found the sound of rain calming since ever since he was young  since all he heard was chaos. It gave him some piece of mind whenever his day ended in misery, like today. Someone had raided his home while he was out, everything was gone, food, his clothing he had collected. The only few things that manages to stay hidden was his first aid kit that hid under the staircase. Now he just hope the day wouldn’t get worse. The next thing he needed was to feel was threatened. That’s why he stayed in this place, away from making any contact with others, they would just leave in the end.

[zitaodbd]

Goddamn rain. Zitao cursed under his breath as he peered through the sheets of raindrops, searching for some shelter. Last time, the downpour had soiled a majority of his belongings, and he wouldn't allow that again. Within a reasonable five minutes, he came across a building that appeared to have an intact roof. Without thinking, just grateful that he could spare getting soaked, he ducked into the safety. Once he was undercover, he brushed his hood from his head, shaking the clinging droplets from his hair. Sighing in exhaustion, he probably would've sensed another being if he wasn't so drained, but his thoughts were blurry. He tossed his bag onto the ground carelessly, detaching his belt that contained an assortment of guns. Stretching now that the weight was lifted from him, he moved to crouch down to rifle through his bag, figuring now was a decent time to check his ammunition supply.