𝚁𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢

Chapter six

- ʟᴀsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ.

- ᴅᴏɴᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ.

He gasps as he sees his poor precious son, cuffed to a bed. With red prominent marks all over his back. His eyes look down where he sees a bloody gauze wrapped around his thighs. He slowly make his way to the poor boy. He's asleep.

Beomseok looks around for the keys. When he finds the key, he quickly begins to unlock the handcuffs, but gets interrupted. "Well well Mr. Choi, I wasn't expecting to see you up here." Soobin says as he smiles sadisticly at the male.

"I was gonna kill you downstairs, but now that you've found him. I guess he'll see you die." He lets out a sadistic chuckle.

Soobin lightly lifts his shirt. Showing the sparkly pistol. He pulls it out from in between his pants and underwear, and aims it at Beomseok.

However Beomseok isn't dumb. He's been in a few situations like this. So he zig zag sprints at soobin. Punching him in the face as he reaches him.

Fuck. He dropped the gun. So he punches Beomseok back. Throwing in a couple more hits, to give his a better chance of winning.

Both of the males completely distracted, not noticing the other small male escape his chains. He watches them, as he tries to unlock the lock. He's scared. They're both psycho. When he has all four cuffs off he quickly begins to change into his clothes.

Fuck. He can't walk. Well not that good anyways. Soobin didn't hold back last night. He pissed him off. He never even knew soobin could get mad. He's never seen him like that. The memory of soobin screaming and hitting him making him shudder in fear.

Soobin spits out some blood, as he got his head bashed against the wall. His gun is so close, yet so far away.

He still gets ahold of it though. Only to get it semi taken away. Him and Beomseok pulling on the gun, trying to take it from one another. Soobin's long slender fingers on the handle, and Beomseok's on the barrel.

Beomseok is strong. So when he tugged a little harder, soobins finger slipped, accidentally pulling on the trigger. Both of the males stopping as they heard a choked sob. They turn to see Beomgyu, with his hands over his heart. Blood pouring out of his mouth, and wound.

"NOOO!" Soobin screams, aiming the gun and Beomseoks head and firing. His brains flying all over the room. He quick runs over to Beomgyu. "HEY. BEOMGYU. HEY ITS OKAY IM RIGHT HERE." Soobin shouts quietly, as fat tears roll down his face.

"It's okay. We'll be okay. It's okay." Soobin sobs into the boys chest. He knows he's dead, but he can't accept it. He'll never accept it. "Come let's clean you up." He stands up. With Beomgyu in his arms. Only to fall back down, dropping the dead boy in the process.

"No. No. No. Why me. He his can't be happening to me. WHY ME!" He yells crawling next to Beomgyu. He kisses him on the forehead, then intertwines their fingers. "I'm coming" he says. Holding the gun to his heart.

"I'm coming baby."

-ᴡᴇʟʟ