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𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟼 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟻 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟽♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟼 : 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚗

“Good morning beautiful,” the man said, moving closer. “There’s no need to be scared, I am a doctor.”

Y/N attempted to speak but spit dribbled out from her lips instead. 

“Don’t worry, I sedated you so that you won’t feel any pain,” the man announced as he picked up a scalpel holding it over her face. He stared at Y/N for a few minutes before beginning to laugh, “but even with the sedation, you still will feel a good amount of this.”

Y/N gurgled trying to get some words out but with no success. 

“Look, if you want to communicate with me, blink once for yes and twice for no,” the man smiled. “There's solutions for every problem in this world, you just gotta look for them.”

Y/N blinked once then stared at the man to see what he was going to say next.

“Do you want to know what fun we’re going to have here?” he asked.

Y/N blinked once.

“Well, originally I was going to attempt to switch your heart out with a pigs to see if it worked but Kun told me no. He said he’s not ready for you to die yet.” the man frowned for a second then immediately smiled, “but then he said he needs a body part removed to send as proof of having you.”

Y/N blinked twice in a panic. She attempted to scream but only more drool dribbled down her chin. 

“I was examining this beautiful body of yours,” the man said as he gently rubbed the scalpel down Y/N’s torso. The cold metal of the blade sent shivers through her body. “And then I saw this,” he pushed the point of the scalpel into Y/N’s lower abdomen where Seonghwa’s name was tattooed.  “This is unacceptable.” he scowled.

The man bent down and licked the blood that was dripping out of the wound from the scalpel. “We can’t have any blood yet, in case YangYang comes in for a little peek a boo.” he started laughing.

Y/N looked up at the man standing before her as a tear streamed down her cheek. “Oh don’t cry beautiful, this will be over soon,” he comforted, gently rubbing her cheek. “And atleast you’re gonna be alive after its over. See you gotta look at the positives.”

Y/N blinked once.

“I will not cut off your fucking hands,” the man yelled enraged. 

Y/N stared with wide eyes, unsure where that comment came from.

The man started laughing “unless you want me to.”

Y/N quickly blinked twice, waited a few seconds and blinked twice again.

The plastic moved and a younger looking man entered the room. 

“What are you doing in here, xiaojun?” The boy asked. 

Xiaojun turned around to look at him, “Yang Yang go away.”

“Oh my god, this is where she is,” yangyang sighed running over to yn laying on the table. “Hey baby. I’ve missed you so much.”

“Jesus fucking Christ stop saying that!” Xiaojun yelled looking at the wall. 

Yn looked at yangyang with fear in her eyes, trying to beg for help but still unable to speak. 

“What are you doing to her,” yangyang snapped standing up to look at xiaojun. 

“Kun said he needs something for proof that we have her so I’m getting him that,” xiaojun explained. “Now get out of here.”

“I will see you soon,” yangyang smiled. “I promise.”

Xiaojun started laughing “or stay, I like an audience.”

Xiaojun walked over to a stereo that was sitting in the corner of the room. He pressed a button and classical music started to play. He picked up his scalpel and started dancing around the room freely waving the medical equipment around as though it was a prop. He started slow dancing with an imaginary person before stopping and pretending to crush that person's skull. 

“Time to start,” he announced. 

Yangyang leaned down and kissed Yn on the cheek, “i will get my surprise ready for you and after you and Dr. Xiaojun are done having your fun, you can come get my surprise.”

Yn blinked repeatedly, in a state of panic, hoping she could deter the younger boy to stay and help her. 

“WHY DO YOU HAVE TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT?!?” xiaojun yelled staring at his hands. 

Yangyang laughed, while staring at yn still frantically blinking, “he’s so funny sometimes. You two are going to have so much fun.”

Xiaojun walked over to the bed where yn laid helplessly.

“Alright,” he announced, “let’s make you even more gorgeous.”

Yangyang got up and headed towards the entrance of the room, “I just hope you’ll like my present as much as you like this,” he stated, walking out of the room. 

Xiaojun traced yn’s body with the scalpel, barely making contact with her skin. Yn winced at the anticipation of what was coming. 

Xiaojun stared at her tattoo, eyes coldly locked onto the name, concentrating on all the curves and details. He took his index finger and traced the lettering then lowered his head and retraced it again using his tongue. 

“Once this nasty thing is off your body, I want to see you trace this with your tongue too,” xiaojun informed, not looking at her for a response. 

He started to hum as he slowly inserted the scalpel into yn’s lower abdomen. He slowly dragged the knife down then made a 90 degree turn and carved along the bottom of the writing in a straight line. 

Despite being sedated yn could feel the incision, but was unable to move or scream out in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes until they could no longer be contained. They streamed down her cheeks until she passed out. 

The clock struck 4 and everyone made their way into Seonghwas office. He was sitting on his desk, smoking a cigar, in the dark. 

“Ok boss man what’s the plan?” Mingi asked 

“We’re going to go to se7en’s place and kill as many as those mother fuckers as we can and bring yn home,” Seonghwa growled before taking a sip of the glass of whiskey he had sitting on the desk next to him. 

“But I thought we weren’t just going to go in there and start killing all reckless and shit,” San said. 

“We’re not,” Seonghwa snapped. “We’re gonna be in the front causing a distraction while you and Wooyoung sneak in the back, unnoticed.”

“What kind of distraction?” San asked.

“Leave that to us,” Seonghwa smirked.

They all gathered their things together and headed over to the main mansion of Se7en.

San and Wooyoung went a different route, parked their vehicle a few blocks away and walked to the mansion. 

Seonghwa got out of the vehicle waiting for yunho to work his magic. Yunho exited the vehicle and with a smile he pulled the pin out of the mini grenade he was holding and threw it at the mansion causing a minor explosion. 

Jb, bambam, and mark ran out the front door with their guns in hand. 

“Hand her the fuck over,” Seonghwa growled. 

“You didn’t have to wreck our place,” jb snapped. “You could have just asked nicely.”

“The time for pleasantries is over,” Seonghwa snarled. 

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” mark scoffed. 

“Jokes on you fuckers,” Mingi laughed “we don’t wear panties.”

Mingi looked at Hongjoong proudly and nudged him, “did you hear that one?” he asked.

“Yea, good one man,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes.

“Enough fucking around,” Seonghwa snapped. “Give us Y/N!”

“You got here too late, she’s gone,” BamBam smiled.

“Oh my god,” Mingi said, exhaling slowly. “They already killed her.”

“We didn’t get the chance to kill the bitch,” JB snapped. “She was taken before we got there.”

Seonghwa pulled his gun out of his holster, aiming it at JB’s head, “call her a bitch again and I’ll blow your fucking head off.”

San and Wooyoung entered the back door and crept throughout the house. They made their way into the basement and found the empty cage.

Wooyoung frantically searched around the room, finding Y/N’s clothing thrown in the corner of the room. “She was here,” he announced, smelling her clothing.

“What do we have here?” Yugyeom asked, entering the room with his gun drawn and pointed at Wooyoung. “I don’t think you were invited.”

“Where is Y/N?” Wooyoung asked.

Yugyeom took a few steps closer to Wooyoung, unaware of San’s presence in the room.  

“You don’t get to ask the questions here,” Yugyeom smirked, cocking his gun. “This is my playground.”

San whipped Yugyeom’s head from behind with the butt of his pistol, knocking Yugyeom onto the floor. 

San laughed, “looks like it's our playground now.”

Yugyeom rubbed his head and snarled, “go fuck yourself.”

Wooyoung walked over and kicked Yugyeom in the ribs, “where the fuck is Y/N?”

“Before or after I fucked her?” Yugyeom asked with a smirk on his face.

Wooyoung kicked him in his ribs again. “She wouldn’t do that to me.”

Yugyeom curled up in the fetal position, he opened his mouth to speak but spit out blood before he was able to. “She couldn’t get enough of this big cock. She was begging for more.”

Wooyoung grabbed the gun he had stashed in his holster, pointed it at Yugyeom’s head and before he could say another word, Wooyoung pulled the trigger.

“I hate fucking liars,” Wooyoung snarled as he watched Yugyeom’s lifeless body slump onto the floor.

San smiled at Wooyoung, “I’m pretty sure I heard him say he shot Jongho too.”

“He didn’t say that,” Wooyoung said, confused.

“Oh my god, Woo, think about it,” San rolled his eyes. 

“I still don’t get it,” Wooyoung huffed.

“We’ll worry about that later, let’s search the rest of the house and get out of here before Yunho does the real damage,” San ordered.

San and Wooyoung went room to room searching for any member of Se7en and Y/N with no luck with either one.  They made their way out of the mansion, leaving out the back door. Informing Yeosang through their earpieces. 

“They’re out,” Yeosang said to the other guys who were still in front of the house. “House is cleared.”

An eerie smile crawled onto Yunho’s face as he retrieved a larger grenade from his pocket. “It’s time to shine,” he smiled.

“It’s been fun gentlemen,” Seonghwa said getting back into his vehicle, “we’ll be seeing you all soon.”

Yunho pulled the pin out of the grenade and threw it at the house, “Maybe I’ll come back for your bodies,” Yunho yelled before getting into the vehicle. 

The guys drove off as the grenade exploded causing a fiery inferno of the mansion.

Y/N opened her eyes, tears dried onto her cheeks. She was in excruciating pain on her abdomen. She noticed she was in a different room and Doctor Xiaojun didn’t seem to be in the room. She was positioned on a chair in a dark room. She attempted to move her legs but they were tied to the legs of the chair. Her arms appeared to be tied together too. But she was relieved that she regained her mobility. The door to the room opened and she realized she was stashed in a closet. She looked up and saw Yangyang’s smiling face.

“It’s about time you woke up, sleepy head,” he smiled. 

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked, panicked. 

“Oh how I missed hearing your voice,” Yangyang said, “i like to believe its what i will hear when I reach heaven’s gates.”

“That's sweet of you,” Y/N said, coldly. “But what’s going on now?”

Yangyang ignored her questioning as he dragged the chair that she was tied to out of the closet.

“We’re getting married,” Yangyang announced with a huge smile on his face. “Just like I always promised you.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟻 : 𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢

Exam day is finally here. You try to focus the best you can on your work, excited for what is coming after. You know Donghyuck has plans to meet Yeji at a cafe to finally end things with her. He’s going to finally be yours and yours only. Once the announcement is made that the time is up, you drop your test off on the instructor's desk,

following your friends out of the classroom. You don’t waste any time on small talk though, you say some pleasantries and hurry out of the university. You stop at a store on the way home, to pick up some fresh vegetables and steaks to cook a special meal for YOUR man and race home, waiting on Donghyuck to finally come over.

♡♡Meanwhile♡♡

Donghyuck sits at a table in a local cafe waiting on Yeji to show. She’s already fifteen minutes late. He pulls his phone out and shoots her a text.

DONGHYUCK: I’m at the cafe, where are you?

He doesn’t receive a text back though. He can’t understand why she wouldn’t even respond. Something just doesn’t feel right. He continues waiting another ten minutes before deciding to call her. The phone rings without being answered. Frustrated he instantly dials her back. Finally the call is answered.

“Where are you, Yeji?” he snaps, shocked by what he hears.

He runs out of the cafe and hurries to where Yeji is. Donghyuck walks into a hospital room, seeing his girlfriend peacefully sleeping in the bed. She is hooked up to all sorts of wires and tubes. Donghyuck is at a total loss for words. He runs out into the hallway to find a doctor to get some answers, returning to her room feeling defeated. He pulls his phone out to text you, wanting to inform you of what is going on when his phone dies. 

You wake up on the sofa, looking around realizing you must've slept through the night. You check your phone and don’t see any missed calls or texts from Donghyuck. You unlock your phone and dial his number but the call goes right to voicemail. 

You feel your heart break in half. He didn’t come back to you like he swore he would. Did Donghyuck decide to stay with her? Did he decide to forgive her and now they’re going to be a happy couple again? This is all your fault, you knew better than to get involved in a situation like this and a guy like him.

You meet your friends to finish up some missing assignments for your classes. Even though you aren't being too productive you can’t explain to your friends what is actually distracting you. You have to keep lying to them, pretending that everything is fine.

“I am so hungover,” Hendery complains, rubbing his head.

“Who’s idea was it to go out?” Doyoung asks.

Before anyone could answer, Jaemin, Jeno, and Johnny walks over to your table. 

“Don’t you get a break after the exams?” Jaemin wonders.

“Well…we still have some work we need to hand in,” Kun explains.

“We’re lucky you’re here,” Doyoung smiles. “Could you help with this part?” Jaemin leans over the table to get a better look. “This part?” Jaemin asks.

“Yea,” YangYang nods.

“Eh, to be honest, I'm not that good at this. Donghyuck is the expert, it’s a shame he’s not here with us,” Jaemin explains.

“Where is Donghyuck?” you ask, slowly looking up at Jaemin. You have to ask, you need to know where he is. Even if it’s going to destroy you, you know that you still need to hear it.

“His girlfriend was in a really bad car accident so he slept in the hospital last night,” Jaemin explains.

“Yeji woke up this morning though,” Jeno adds. “We just got back from the hospital. She seems to be ok now.”

“That’s good to hear,” Kun sighs. “Ok, let’s get back to work so we can get this shit finished.”

Yeji sits in her hospital bed, alone. Feeling an array of emotions, when Donghyuck walks back into her room. “Oh you're awake,” he states. “How are you feeling?”

She looks at him, not knowing what to say. She feels so much guilt  that she isn’t sure how to put what she needs to say into words.

He walks over to the table in the corner of the room and pours a glass of water, handing it to Yeji. “Here,” he says, handing her the glass of water. “I just talked to your mom on the phone, she should be here shortly.”

Yeji stares at him for a few seconds, “what about…the man who…”

“Oh the man who was driving?” Donghyuck interruptes. “He’s alright. He’ll be going home soon. He’s actually in the room next to yours. Do you want to go see him, Yeji?”

She stares down at her bed, internally panicking. “Donghyuck…”

He sits down on the bed next to her, “I’ve actually known for awhile now.”

“I’m sorry,” she whimpers as tears start to form in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Donghyuck. I know I really hurt you, Hyuck, didn’t I? I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t cry,” he sighs, wiping her cheek with his hand.

Once Yeji is released from the hospital, Donghyuck brings her home to her dorm. They walk inside together, he places two bags down on her desk then turns to look at her. “This is your medicine and this is dinner. Don’t forget to take your meds after dinner or your scar won’t heal,” he explains.

Yeji nods, looking at him with wide eyes.

He looks around, uncomfortable, “well, call me if you have some kind of emergency.” He turns to walk out of her room when Yeji grabs his hand, pulling him back towards her. 

“Are you leaving?” she asks, pouting.

“You weren’t here for so long, the room smells musty,” he says, changing the subject. Donghyuck walks over and opens the balcony door to let some fresh air inside. He steps out onto the balcony, Yeji following.

She takes a deep breath before speaking, “his name is Hyunseung. He’s a senior in my faculty. He knew that I had a boyfriend, but he was very persistent.”

Donghyuck slowly turns to look at her, “and you still talked to him?”

“He…he knew how to take care of girls. He took me to a lot of new places, places that I had never been to,” she explains as tears start to stream down her cheeks.

“And that includes him buying you things,” he adds. “Things that I can’t afford to buy you.”

“At first, I was just going to toy with him,” Yeji states. “But eventually I…”

“Had feelings for him?” Donghyuck interrupts, finishing the sentence for her. He leans over the railing to look out over the balcony then back at her. “For how long?”

“About…two months now,” Yeji confesses.

“Did you sleep with him,” he wonders.

“It was a mistake,” she insists. “This whole time, he wasn’t serious with me. He hangs out with so many other girls.”

“How do you know?” Donghyuck sighs.

“He never cared, Hyuck. Even when I was in the hospital. If he cared, he would have gotten a hold of me by now,” she cries.

“So you’re upset that he hasn’t contacted you?” Donghyuck huffs.

“No,” she denies. “I didn’t mean it that way. What I meant is, it made me realize that the only one who stands by me is you.”

She leans over, wrapping her arms around him as the tears continue to flow. “Hyuckie, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so so so sorry. Please don’t break up with me.”

He fights back tears when he sees you standing on your balcony, staring at him. Your eyes meet for a moment before he quickly looks away. You know what that means, you know he was staying with her and there is nothing you can do or say to change that. You turn and return inside your room as a tear runs down your cheek.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.14 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 14 : 𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢

𝔠𝔥.13 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.15

The night went on, while Y/N laid restless in her bed, unable to fall back to sleep. She tossed and turned thinking about everyone and everything. She had some regrets about rejecting Jungwon. She thought she might have some feelings for him but she wasn’t sure. She also thought about how she might have feelings for Jungwon and even Heeseung. Her emotions seemed to be getting jumbled and she could no longer distinguish the difference between rage, love, like, or just lust. It was all so confusing.

The morning light shone through the curtains in her dorm.

“A new day, a new beginning,” Y/N said to herself, getting up out of bed. She was hopeful that today would be a better day. After all, it couldn't be much worse.

Y/N got dressed in an outfit that was suitable to attend a carnival. She had no idea what kind of carnival a school like this would be hosting but how different could it really be?

After her hair and makeup was perfect, she made her way down to the dining hall for some breakfast. She only recognized a few of the people in the room but decided to sit alone at a table to eat in peace. 

“Good morning, sunshine,” Felix said, walking over to her table.

Y/N looked up to see Felix standing in front of her with Jeongin and Han. She hadn’t seen Han or Jeongin since the incident that happened in the study and it made her extremely uncomfortable being so close to them again. But she forced a smile onto her face, “good morning,” she grunted.

“You look pretty this morning,” Felix smiled. 

“Thanks,” Y/N sighed, continuing to eat her breakfast.

Felix sat down across from Y/N at the table. “What’s wrong with you? Are you mad at me?” he asked.

“No,” Y/N stated, coldly.

“Something is wrong,” Felix continued. “I can tell.”

Y/N glanced at Han and Jeongin who were both analyzing her with different expressions on their faces then went back to looking at her food, not responding.

Felix smiled, “sit down guys. I think you’re making sunshine nervous.”

Jeongin and Han groaned but sat down without saying anything else.

“Is that better?” Felix asked.

Y/N appeared to become more uncomfortable as she dropped her fork onto her tray of food. “I guess,” she sighed.

“Is it them?” Felix wondered.

“Well they did try to kill me,” Y/N whispered.

“Heeseung tried to kill you too,” Han grunted. “But you just keep trying to bang him.”

Jeongin laughed, “we would just like the same respect.” His smile dropped from his face and a scowl appeared.

“First of all,” Y/N snapped, “Heeseung has never actually tried to kill me. And second I would never try to bang him. That’s just disgusting.”

“You act like people don’t talk,” Han snarled. “You can’t keep your dirty little secrets hidden around here.”

“I’m not trying to keep anything hidden,” Y/N argued. “And I don’t want lies being told about me.”

“You don’t like lies and yet you’re the biggest liar of them all,” Jeongin smiled, cocking his head while looking at Y/N with wide eyes.

“Why did you bring them over here?” Y/N bluntly asked Felix. “They clearly don’t like me.”

“They wanted to apologize for their bad behavior towards you,” Felix stated. “Don’t you believe in second chances?”

“Of course I do,” Y/N nodded. “But if that’s the case then why are they treating me so meanly now.”

“This is mean,” Han laughed. “I am more than willing to show you mean if that’s what you’re into.”

Y/N exhaled deeply, purely out of frustration, she moved her chair back and attempted to stand up, unable to complete the action. There were two hands on her shoulders holding her still. She panicked, turning her head to see who was behind her.

“Good morning, all,” Chan smiled. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything.”

“You have the worst timing,” Jeongin snarled.

Chan ignored the boy’s comment, continuing to smile down at Y/N, “Is it alright if I join you for breakfast?” he asked.

“I was just about finished eating,” Y/N sighed, looking down at her almost full tray of food.

“It looks like you barely ate anything,” Chan argued.

“You need to eat your food to keep your strength up,” Felix added. 

“Little bitch is just too excited to eat,” Han laughed. “I have that effect on sluts.”

Y/N shot him a look of death before speaking, “I actually lost my appetite because of your disgusting behavior.”

“I knew you’d like it filthy,” Han smirked. “You’re a dirty little bitch.”

“Jisung,” Chan snarled. “That’s enough.”

“But I didn’t do anything,” Han argued.

“Go get ready for the carnival,” Chan ordered.

“I am ready,” Han snapped.

“No you’re not,” Chan growled. “Now don’t make me repeat myself.”

Han huffed before ultimately standing up and leaving the dining hall. Chan breathed a sigh of relief that Han didn’t put up too much of a fight, he turned to face Y/N with a giant smile on his face.

“May I join you?” he asked.

“Sure,” Y/N nodded, “but I told you I think I’m pretty much done eating.”

“It looks like you barely touched your breakfast,” Chan stated, glancing down at the tray of food in front of her.

“I kind of lost my appetite,” she sighed, glancing at Jeongin then looking back down at her food.

“Eh,” Chan smirked, “why don’t you just eat a little more. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I always make sure all of my boys eat a proper breakfast. Isn’t that right, boys?”

“I love breakfast,” Felix smiled, innocently. 

Jeongin rolled his eyes, “you’re such an ass kisser.”

Felix’s smile dropped from his face as he reached into the waste of his pants, pulling out a switchblade.

“What the fuck did you just call me?” he snarled.

“What the hell Felix?” Y/N gasped.

Felix slowly turned his head to look at her, a smile slightly growing on his face as he lowered his hand, “I was clearly joking. I was just trying to lighten the mood,” he laughed.

Jeongin ran his finger across his own throat while making eye contact with Felix, “your time will come mother fucker,” he growled.

“Knock this shit off,” Chan snapped. “I just want to enjoy a nice breakfast with my new friend. So anyone who isn’t eating needs to leave the dining hall right now and get ready for the fucking carnival.”

Jeongin stood up and stormed out of the dining hall, Felix wasn’t as quick to leave though. He gently smiled at Y/N before speaking, “I hope we’ll get to hang out today at the carnival. I’d love to go on some rides with you.”

“I’d like that too, Felix,” Y/N smiled back.

Felix’s smile dropped, “hopefully no accidents will happen though. Rides can be awfully dangerous.”

“Umm,” Y/N hesitated. “Yea I hope not too.”

“I’m just kidding,” Felix said, laughing, “accidents on rides are very unlikely.”

“That’s enough, Felix,” Chan grunted. “Go get ready.”

“I’ll see you later, sunshine,” Felix stated as he walked away from the table, leaving the dining hall.

Chan sighed heavily, “sorry about my boys. They can be a lot sometimes.”

“I don’t know,” Y/N said, pushing the food on her tray around with a plastic fork. “Felix has been really nice to me. But he’s the only one.”

“Hmm,” Chan said, raising an eyebrow. “I’m glad to hear that Felix has been nice. Well I’ll still apologize for the other ones. You’re just new things will get better, I promise.”

“It’s whatever,” Y/N sighed. “I think I’m starting to get used to everyone treating me like that.”

“That’s not a good thing,” Chan stated. “You shouldn’t have to get used to anyone treating you poorly.”

“What can I do?” Y/N asked. “I’m human and I’m no match for anyone here.”

“There’s more to defending yourself than just physical strength,” Chan stated. “Words can cut deeper than a knife. You need to learn to be smarter than everyone in the room. Make sure you always keep your eyes open and see every situation for what it actually is.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Y/N asked.

“I don’t like to see anyone getting bullied,” Chan said. “Are your parents coming today?”

“My parents?” Y/n repeated. “Why would my parents be coming here today?”

“Parents are allowed at the carnival,” Chan smiled. “Didn’t anyone tell you that?”

“No one really tells me anything,” Y/N sighed. “But to be honest, I’m not too interested in seeing my parents right now.”

“Why’s that?” Chan asked.

“They sent me here without any warning. I don’t know why either. I just woke up one morning in my new bed with Ryujin smiling at me,” Y/N explained. “It doesn’t make sense why they didn’t want me with them anymore.”

“I’m sure they had their reasons,” Chan sighed. “Maybe it would help you and give you some kind of closure to ask them their reasons.”

Y/N sighed, dropping her fork onto the tray of food, “maybe…but to be honest I think I’m a little scared to hear their reasons.”

“I hear that,” Chan smiled. “That’s neither here nor there, let’s not think about such things now. We should probably head out to the carnival.”

Y/N stood up, picking her tray up to return it before leaving, freezing in her tracks when she saw Yeonjun and some girl enter the dining hall holding hands.

“This is such bullshit,” Y/N snapped, dropping her tray back onto the table and storming out of the room, fighting back the tears.

“Hey, Y/N,” a voice called out from down the hallway. “Wait for me.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.10 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 10 : 𝔨*𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔰

𝔠𝔥.9 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.11

Chan and Minho walked together through the academy, making their way to the room where they were meeting all of the other boys. 

“This is fucking stupid,” Minho complained. “Yuqi was coming to my room but you went and fucked that all up.”

“Knock it off,” Chan ordered. “I guarantee she’ll still be waiting on you when we get done with this shit. That girl is obsessed with you, she’d wait all day for you if you told her to.”

“If she’s not, I’m gonna be even more pissed and there will be hell to pay,” Minho threatened.

Chan stopped walking, turning to face Minho, “are you threatening me?” he growled.

Minho smiled, smoothing Chan’s shirt out with his hands, “of course I’m not threatening you. I’m not that stupid. You’re the alpha and I fully know and understand my role. Remember Mr Bang, I’m not new to all of this.”

Chan continued to stare, coldly, analyzing Minho’s explanation. A slight smile grew on his face before speaking. “As long as you understand the pecking order, I’ll let your behavior slide this time.”

“Oh,” Minho smiled, widely, “so are you saying I can skip this meeting?”

“Absolutely not,” Chan stated. “Come on, we’re going to be late.”

Minho groaned but ultimately followed Chan into the room.

“Finally,” Jungwon said to the two entering the room.

“It’s about time you decide to grace us with your presence,” Sunghoon snarled, rolling his eyes.

“This better be important,” Minho snarled, “I have important shit I’m skipping.”

“Important wolf business?” Younghoon chimed in, with a smile on his face. “Like what? Killing some chickens?”

Sangyeon smacked Younghoon’s arm but didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to say anything in order for Younghoon to know what he wanted. Sangyeon didn’t mess around and Younghoon didn’t want to mess with him. Younghoon’s smile dropped from his face and a snarl appeared as he didn’t dare to say another word.

“Kill chickens?” Minho repeated, disgusted. “How fucking stupid are you that you think I spend my time killing chickens?”

“Minho,” Chan stated, causing him to stop talking about the chickens.

“I was gonna get laid,” Minho bragged. 

“Awww you were finally gonna break your cherry,” Yeonjun teased.

“Yeonjun,” Taehyun said, hoping it would shut him down.

“What I do?” Yeonjun asked.

“Knock it off,” Taehyun ordered.

“Why?” Yeonjun asked.

“So why are we here?” Chan asked, interrupting their little spat.

“Ok,” Jungwon sighed. “Getting right to the business, I see.”

“Well I’m not here for a slumber party,” Chan smiled.

Jungwon smiled in return, “take a seat and we’ll get started.”

Chan and Minho sat next to each other at the table where all of the others were already sitting.

“What’s this about?” Chan asked, bluntly. “Did my boys do something?”

“No, for once it’s not about the wolves,” Taehyun stated.

“It’s about the human,” Jungwon interrupted.

“Yea ‘the human’,” Sunghoon laughed.

Chan cocked his head at Jungwon and Sunghoon, “are you two implying that she isn’t human?” he asked.

“Not entirely,” Taehyun said.

“This isn’t make any sense,” Chan grunted.

“Have you ever heard of the First Family?” Jungwon wondered.

“Yea kind of,” Chan nodded.

“OK well…” Jungwon started.

“What the hell is the first family?” Minho interrupted.

Sunghoon laughed, “I figured ignorant wolves wouldn’t know anything.”

“SUNGHOON, enough,” Jungwon snarled, causing his companion to pout a little.

“The ‘First Family’ are the first vampires ever created,” Taehyun explained. 

“Ok and what does that have to do with anything?” Chan asked.

“The legend states that the family was a normal viking family and they were living their lives as they did in that time, just trying to exist. They lived in a colony where men lived that had the ability to transform into wild beast creatures under the full moon,” Taehyun continued explaining.

“Werewolves,” Chan sighed.

“Exactly,” Taehyun smiled. “The matriarch of the family was a powerful witch who dabbled in the black arts. She loved her family very much and would do anything to protect them. Under the one full moon, one of her sons snuck out and was killed by one of the beasts and this traumatized her. She vowed none of her other children would ever succumb to the same fate. And so she created the first vampires.”

“One of the children wasn’t the same as the others. The legend says that the mother had an affair and the one son ultimately had a different father than the other children. His father had the ability to transform into a beast,” Jungwon explained.

“A hybrid,” Chan gasped.

“Yes, a hybrid,” Taehyun smiled again. 

“This story time is fun and all but can we get to the point,” Minho snarled.

Chan elbowed Minho in the side, telling him to shut up without actually saying the words.

“When they noticed that the boy wasn’t the same as the others, the mother put a curse on him, preventing him from invoking the werewolf side. However, over the years to come he figured out how to break that curse and now he’s a full blown hybrid, a truly immortal creature. He cannot be killed,” Taehyun explained.

“And?” Chan asked.

“There are rumors going around between the witches that say that the hybrid had a child with a witch, a miracle baby if you will,” Taehyun stated.

“A tribrid?” Chan gasped.

“Precisely,” Taehyun nodded. “She’d be a mix between Vampire, Wolf, and Witch.”

“She?” Minho asked. “Don’t fucking tell me.”

“Y/N is the tribrid,” Sangyeon stated.

“Well we’re not entirely sure of that,” Taehyun corrected. 

“Ok so what now?” Chan asked.

“We need to find out for sure,” Jungwon grunted.

“How?” Chan wondered.

“There’s a lot that doesn’t make sense,” Taehyun started. “I can’t seem to figure out, if she’s all of these things, why can’t I sense any of it.”

“But she’s definitely something,” Yeonjun stated. “A regular human doesn’t possess any of the abilities she has been showing.”

“I think you all might be grasping at straws here,” Minho grunted.

“Yea I thought the same thing,” Sunghoon nodded. “Have you seen that bitch? You would think if she was that special she would be a hell of a lot hotter.”

Jungwon shook his head in disgust, “we all gotta continue finding out as much as we can and figure out who or what she actually is.”

“But I don’t understand,” Chan sighed. “Why is it that important?”

“I had a vision,” Taehyun stated, noticing Yeonjun looking down at his silver bracelet he had on his wrist. “And let’s just say if she is what we think she might be, things could end very badly for all of us.”

Yeonjun leaned over to Taehyun and whispered, “she pushed her bracelet. She needs me.”

Taehyun closed his eyes for a few seconds and whispered, “she’s in our library.”

“I’ll catch up with you later,” Yeonjun said, standing up.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Younghoon asked.

“I uh I…” Yeonjun stuttered looking around at everyone currently staring at him. “I gotta shit like right now.”

Yeonjun didn’t wait for a response, he ran out of the room, leaving everyone behind to continue their course of action.

Y/N was sitting at a table, working on homework, alone, when Heeseung entered the library.

“Funny meeting you here,” he smirked.

“Is it really?” Y/N rolled her eyes. “Something tells me that you knew I was here.”

“You’re starting to get a little more outspoken,” Heeseung stated, appearing in the seat next to her.

“What do you want, Heeseung?” she asked.

“I figured we could use some alone time,” Heeseung smiled, seductively placing a strand of Y/N’s hair behind her ear.

“I don’t want alone time with you, I want to do my homework,” Y/N stated.

“Is that because you don’t like how I make you feel?” Heeseung whispered into Y/N’s ear, sending shivers throughout her body.

“Stop that,” Y/N ordered.

Heeseung's smile turned into rage as he grabbed Y/N by the neck. Before her knew what was happening Heeseung had her pinned up against the wall, gripping her neck tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.

“Heeseung,” she managed to get out. “You’re hurting me.”

Heeseung smirked, “and you like it.”

He let go of her neck bringing her arms above her head, holding them still.

“Ooooh we have company,” Heeseung smirked, before flipping her over so his back was against the wall and Y/N’s body was against his. He grabbed her head, forcing her to kiss him.

The door to the library flew open and Yeonjun entered.

“What the fuck,” Yeonjun snarled.

“Oh my,” Heeseung smiled, releasing Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“What the fuck is going on?” Yeonjun snapped.

“Yeonjun,” Y/N gasped. 

“Why would you bring me here for this?” Yeonjun snarled.

“I didn’t,” Y/N said. “But I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I think she wants you to join in,” Heeseung announced.

“You’re fucked up, you know that?” Yeonjun snarled, storming out of the library. 

“Please don’t go,” Y/N begged.

Yeonjun ignored her pleas and continued to leave the room. He was extremely angry but didn’t understand why. This was all a game to him anyways so why was he actually bothered?

“What the fuck did you do?” Y/N yelled.

“He was getting in our way,” Heeseung smirked. “I want you all to myself.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟸 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟹♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 : 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎

Y/N layed on the ground on the roof as blood continued to pour out of her gunshot wound, soaking her sweat pants.  

“We gotta get you to the hospital, baby,” Wooyoung panicked looking down at her thigh.

“No,” Y/N snarled. “I’m not going to a hospital.”

“But you were shot,” Wooyoung argued with concern written all over his face.

“Give me your knife,” Y/N commanded, putting her hand out for him to place his knife into.

“What?” Wooyoung asked.

“Don’t play dumb,” Y/N snapped. “I know you have a knife…give it to me now.”

Wooyoung swallowed harshly before grabbing the knife he had strapped to his ankle. 

“Ok,” Y/N nodded. “Now I need duct tape and super glue.”

“For what?” Wooyoung wondered.

“Now’s not the time, Wooyoung,” Y/N snapped. “Just get me what I need now.”

Wooyoung quickly got up and ran into the house to retrieve the items that Y/N needed.

She lifted her butt off of the ground using the strength from her uninjured leg, pulling her sweatpants down to expose her thighs. Wooyoung returned to see Y/N using the knife to dig into her thigh with hopes of retrieving the bullet from her leg. 

“Are you nuts?” Wooyoung gasped.

Y/N stopped digging around to look up at him irritated, “there’s a fucking bullet in my thigh, it can’t stay in there, so THIS is my only fucking option.” she snapped. “If you’re just gonna complain about it, maybe you should just go check on the person who put the bullet there to begin with.”

“I’m sorry babe,” Wooyoung sighed, leaning down to get closer to her. “I just don’t want to see you in pain.”

She smirked at him as a red glint flashed through her eyes, “who said I was in pain?”

Y/N finally retrieved the bullet and dropped it onto the ground. She lined the hole with super glue and pressed it closed, sealing the skin together, then placed duct tape on top.

“See,” she said, smiling at Wooyoung, “good as new.”

“I don’t know if I’d say that,” he argued. “But you did a pretty good job.”

Y/N placed her bloody index finger, seductively into her mouth while making eye contact with Wooyoung, “it would be a shame to let all this blood go to waste.”

Wooyoung smirked as he moved closer to her, pressing his lips firmly against hers.  “God I love you,” he whispered.

“I know you do,” she said, grabbing a handful of his hair.

San ran into Seonghwa’s office, still carrying Jongho bridal style. “We need to get Jongho to the hospital,” he yelled.

“What the fuck happened to him,” Seonghwa panicked.

“I don’t know,” San said. “I just found him like this, but he’s in and out of consciousness.”

Yeosang entered the room, shocked when he saw the current situation. “Where’s Hongjoong? I thought he was the one who was shot?” he asked.

“He’s fine, he was wearing his vest,” Seonghwa explained. “But Jongho wasn’t that lucky. We gotta get him to the er now.”

San started walking out of the office, Seonghwa and the others following closely behind. They ran outside to a hummer parked in the driveway, San placed jongho into the backseat and Seonghwa crawled in next to him, gently holding his head. San got into the driver's seat, yeosang in the passenger's seat and they drove off headed towards the hospital at top speed. 

“Come on buddy,” Seonghwa whispered, “you can’t leave me.”

Jongho opened his eyes, “bit shot he…” he managed to gurgle before losing consciousness again.

“What did he say?” Yeosang asked, turning around to look at the two in the back seat.

“Bit-sho-he,” seonghwa repeated, still rubbing jongho’s head.

When they reached the hospital, San pulled up to the front door, throwing the car into park. He got out and assisted Seonghwa in getting Jongho out of the back seat. Seonghwa carried Jongho inside as the other two followed.  

Seonghwa, San, and Yeosang were forced to sit in a private waiting room as the medical staff took Jongho into emergency surgery. Shortly after Yunho, Mingi, and Hongjoong arrived at the hospital.

“How’s he doing?”Hongjoong asked.

Seonghwa lifted his head from where he had it resting in his hands, with tear stains on his cheek and said, “no word, yet.”

“Where’s Wooyoung?” Yeosang asked.

“I couldn’t find him,” Mingi announced.

“I also couldn’t find Wang’s body,” Yunho said.

“What do you mean, you couldn’t find it?” Seonghwa snarled.

“I went down to where Y/N said she killed him,” Yunho started. “And his body wasn’t there.”

“Yunho,” Seonghwa snapped. “Are you sure you didn’t move his body into your room?”

“No I swear,” Yunho exclaimed. “I was planning on maybe doing that, I mean I wanted to touch him and see if it would be the same but like I said, the body was already gone. Blood was everywhere but no body.”

“Did anyone else move the body?” Seonghwa asked, looking around, everyone shook their heads. “What the fuck, why won’t this mother fucker stay dead?”

San stood up and left the waiting room without saying anything. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed his friend. After a few rings, Wooyoung answered, annoyed, “what?”

“Where are you?” San asked.

“At home,” Wooyoung answered.

“You need to get your ass down here now,” San ordered.

“Why?”Wooyoung asked. “I hope that mother fucker dies.”

“You need to knock that the fuck off, Woo,” San growled.

“He shot my girl, he got what he deserved,” Wooyoung said, proudly.

“That maybe but for now we’re gonna continue to let everyone think this was the doing of Seven,” San said. “I told Seonghwa I didn’t know what happened to him and I just found him like this. He won’t give a shit about your reasoning at this point.”

“What if he manages to survive?” Wooyoung asked. “He’ll be more pissed that we weren’t honest.”

“The chances of Jongho surviving this are slim,” San stated. “Just get your ass down here and pretend you're concerned.”

“Whatever,” Wooyoung snarled, hanging up the phone.

A few hours later Wooyoung and yn arrived at the hospital. They entered the hospital room to see everyone but Seonghwa sitting in silence. 

“Any news?” Wooyoung asked.

“No, he’s still in surgery,” Yeosang sighed without looking up from the laptop he had positioned on his lap.

Unbeknownst to Wooyoung, Y/N secretly slid her hand inside his jacket pocket to retrieve his cellphone and shoving inside her pocket. She turned to Wooyoung and whispered into his ear, “I’m thirsty, I’m gonna go find something to drink.”

“Ok baby, be careful,” Wooyoung smiled before walking over and sitting next to San who gently patted Wooyoung’s thigh.

Y/N walked out of the waiting room and strolled down the long hallway towards the vending machine room that she had previously visited. “I doubt this hospital visit will be as eventful as the last one,” she laughed to herself.

She entered the room and saw Seonghwa standing towards one of the machines with his head down, unaware of her presence. She crept up behind him and gently touched his back, “everything will be ok,” she whispered.

Seonghwa turned to her, with bloodshot eyes and said, “I don’t know if it will be this time. By the time we got Jongho here, he was completely unconscious and lost so much blood. I don’t know if he’ll be able to pull through this one.”

“I’m so sorry, Seonghwa,” Y/N whispered. 

“I failed him,” Seonghwa announced. “I promised to always protect my family and I wasn’t able to protect Jongho. I don’t know if I’ll be able to move on if he doesn’t pull through.”

“Seonghwa, come on. This wasn’t your fault. You had no control over this and you did everything you could to protect your family,” Y/N argued. “You can’t blame yourself for something like this.”

“That’s a lot easier said than done,” he argued as another tear escaped his eye causing him to look away not wanting her to see.

Y/N grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her, “you don’t have to be embarrassed to cry. It’s ok to be upset in this situation. It doesn’t make you any less of a man.”

“I’m not embarrassed, I just don’t want YOU to see me like this,” he announced.

“Why not?” Y/N wondered.

“You and I have been through a lot of ups and downs,” Seonghwa started. “I haven’t always been the nicest to you and I’ve done quite a lot of really fucked up things. I’ve been trying to make it up to you though.”

“I know you have,” Y/N agreed with a slight smile on her face.

“I need to tell you something,” Seonghwa sighed. “But it has to stay here between us.”

“Ok,” Y/N nodded, holding her breath, waiting for what the confession was going to be.

“When we cooked dinner together, I started feeling something towards you,” Seonghwa started, “and then we had a wonderful evening at the aquarium. I had so much fun and I really enjoyed watching you and seeing all the excitement you were experiencing. I kind of want to be able to keep doing things like that for you, no with you.”

“Seonghwa…” Y/N said.

“No just hear me out,” Seonghwa interrupted. “I never felt like this towards anyone before and I’m not sure how to explain this but I think I’m developing some serious feelings and I don’t know what to do with them, because I know you and Woo have something special too and I would never do anything to hurt him.”

Y/N looked down at the ground, feeling some guilt about everything but only momentarily. She pondered the situation before speaking.

“I think I might have some feelings for you too, but I can’t say for sure,” Y/N confessed.

Seonghwa wrapped his arms around y/n pulling her close against his body so he could feel her heartbeat against his. “I wish I could feel this every day,” Seonghwa whispered before releasing her and heading to the entrance of the room. “But I have to face reality for now and I have to go back and tend to the important matters at hand.”

Y/N didn’t know how to respond so she silently watched his departure from the room then returned to her task of getting a drink. She purchased a bottle of water and left the room with the bottle in hand. She strolled down the hallway in the opposite direction of the waiting room. “He’s gonna be in surgery for awhile, I'll find something to entertain me until then,” Y/N said to herself before she started to skip down the hall.

Half way down the hall a door opened and someone yanked Y/N inside the empty hospital room. Y/N turned around, excited to see who was ready to have some fun.

“I need you to tell me what happened before I came to the roof,” San said.

“Well hello to you too,” Y/N smiled.

“Seriously,” San rolled his eyes, “what happened up there?”

“I don’t know,” Y/N continued to smile, “a lot of things happened. I got shot then Jongho got shot then you came out and stopped the party.”

“The party?” San repeated. “That’s a fucked up description of a fucking party.”

“I’m not using the word, literally,” Y/N snapped. “It’s a good thing you got there when you did though. Because if not we would probably be dealing with a completely different situation.”

“I know for a fact we would be,” San nodded.

“You know San, I find you completely irresistible,” Y/N confessed as she seductively bit her lower lip.

“You do?” San asked, moving closer to her.

“I really do,” Y/N nodded as she placed her hands onto his chest. “Who wouldn’t though? Feel this body.”

“I find you pretty attractive myself but, Wooyoung really likes you and i couldn’t do that to him,” San said with his words but his body welcomed her touch.

She ran her right hand down over his abs making her way to the large bulge in his pants and lightly squeezed, “you didn’t think about that when you tried to sleep with me last time we were in a room like this.”

“That was then and this is now,” San argued. “I can’t do that to Woo.”

“Hmmm,” Y/N smirked, “I wonder what our good friend Wooyoung would think about you trying to fuck his girl while he was unconscious after his surgery. Maybe, I should fill him in on that fun fact.”

“You can’t tell him that,” San ordered. “It will kill him.”

“The truth will set you free, Mr. San,” Y/N smiled. “And to be honest, I’d feel alot better about myself if I came clean to him.”

Rage overtook San’s body, a feeling that he had trouble controlling. Before he knew what he was doing, he wrapped his hands around Y/N’s throat squeezing. “I will fucking kill you, bitch,” he snarled.

“Oh yesss, daddy,” Y/N managed to get out as she squeezed his dick with one hand and jammed her nails into his back.

San continued to squeeze her throat for a few seconds until reality sunk in, he quickly released her, “what the fuck am I doing?” he asked himself while looking at his hands.

“Why’d you stop?” Y/N asked between breaths, “things were just starting to get good.”

“You’re sick,” San announced before racing out of the room, leaving Y/N in the empty hospital room, alone.

“This sucks,” Y/N said to herself, “Nobody wants to play today.”

She regained her composure and happily skipped out of the room and down the hallway with another plan in her head. She made her way to the elevator and took it down to the basement. Y/N took Wooyoung’s phone out of her pocket and sent a text to Yunho.

Y/N: Let’s play a game

YUNHO: What game?

Y/N: Hide and seek

YUNHO: Here?

Y/N: I’m currently laying somewhere special. I’m surrounded by a lot of people who are unable to breathe. I’m cold and naked and waiting for you to warm me up.

YUNHO: but you’re breathing

Y/N: I’ll hold my breath

YUNHO: I WILL FIND YOU

Y/N placed the phone back into her pocket and entered a room labeled ‘morgue’. She took her clothing off, only leaving her bra and panties on and laid on top of a cold metal table, patiently waiting for her playmate.

It felt like an eternity until the door opened and Yunho silently entered. His eyes lit up when he saw Y/N laying still on the table. She didn’t look up, or move in the slightest trying to keep the moment alive.

Yunho crept over and caressed her cheek, “damn it,” he snarled, “this won’t work.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, exhaling slowly, “oh my fucking god, why not?”

“You’re not cold enough,” Yunho announced.

“Damn it, Yunho,” Y/N snarled. “Can’t you just pretend I’m colder?”

“I never had sex with a person who had normal body temperature, I don’t know if I can do it,” he explained.

“Come here,” Y/N said, signaling him to come closer with the movement of her index finger.

He leaned down closer to her face, staring at her wide eyed, not blinking once.

She grabbed his hand, placing it onto her breast, “do you like this?”

Yunho nodded with an eerie smile on his face. She moved his hand down her body and placed it on her panties. “Do you like this?” she asked.

Yunho nodded again. He pulled his hand back and removed his jacket, tossing it onto the ground. He pulled his shirt over his head and wrapped it around her neck. “I’m gonna have to try to kill you,” Yunho announced. 

“Try?” Y/N repeated.

“I fucking told you that I would never actualy kill you on purpose,” Yunho yelled getting very pissed.

“Oh yea that's right,” Y/N nodded a little confused but decided to go along with his plan out of complete boredom.

“You need to fight a little,” Yunho ordered as he started twisting the shirt as a tourniquet to constrict her breathing. “Then stop and lay fucking still. GOD DAMN THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUCKING HOT!”

“Stop it,” Y/N pretended to scream, “you’re hurting me.”

Yunho smacked her face, “Shut the fuck up, slut,” he snarled as he continued to twist the shirt.

Y/N was able to feel Yunho’s excitement from the situation developing in his pants so she pretended to fight him a little longer to make sure he would be at the point of no return. Once there was no longer a doubt that he was fully excited she closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side.

Yunho unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his ankles. He ripped her panties off with his hands like a rapid beast. He pulled her limp body to the edge of the metal table and forced himself inside of her, deeply thrusting inside. He leaned down and bit Y/N’s chest, above her breast leaving blood dripping out off his lips. She screamed out from the pain. 

“Shut up, dead bitches don’t yell,” Yunho snarled, pushing Y/N’s head down against the metal table. He continued thrusting in and out, his breathing becoming more and more intense, until he couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled out and busted his load over her stomach.

“Fuck,” he yelled throwing his head back. “That was almost better than fucking an actual dead bitch.”

Y/N smirked at him, as she sat up, “Eh, it was ok,” she said.

“We will be doing that again,” he announced.

“We’ll see,” Y/N smiled. “You didn’t have to rip my fucking underwear though. How am I going to explain that one to Woo?”

“Oh shit,” Yunho gulped. “I forgot about him.”

“And you get the award for best friend,” Y/N laughed as she wiped his cum off of her stomach then proceeded to get dressed. “Well, it’s been fun but I think I’m gonna go back to the waiting room.”

“Don’t tell anyone we did that,” Yunho ordered.

“I won’t mention it,” Y/N shrugged. “For now.”

Yunho stared, blankly as she exited the room, leaving him in his happy place.

She went back to the elevator. Once the door opened she walked inside and pressed the floor number that the waiting room was on. The elevator started going up but stopped on another floor and a man wearing a mask walked inside. He pressed a floor number then leaned against the wall.

Y/N looked down at her phone as she felt something being placed over her nose and mouth, everything started to become dizzy. Her eyes became harder and harder to keep open and she lost control of her body. Everything went dark….

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Sorry about my little break guys! I was really sick then I started a new job and things have been rather hectic but I’m back so I will start posting again.