Fetish [NamGiSeok]

8

"Go ahead." Suga coaxed slipping his hands into his pockets.

The two men had fought and the blonde had let his guard down for a moment letting his gun drop from his belt. Namjoon had grabbed it immediately aiming it straight towards the other's face.

Namjoon wasn't a murderer. Hell, he'd never even killed a spider before. He'd always capture them and let them back out. There wasn't an ounce of strength in him to allow himself to kill a human being, even if they did deserve it.

Suga stared down at the younger man cocking his head to the side. "You didn't even know that man, did you?" He asked.

Namjoon glared at him holding his hands as steady as he could. He was sure that the blonde knew he was shaking. There was no way that Namjoon would dare to drop his only weapon.

"Why do you care so much? For a stranger? Tell me."

"It's none of your business, asshole." Namjoon replied.

"I mean.. did you fall for his good looks? Is that it?" The older continued.

"Just shut up."

"And if I don't, will you kill me?"

Namjoon froze at the sudden question. Just the thought of taking someone's life made him sick to his stomach. He'd never be able to live with himself. He didn't understand how Seok and Suga could just murder people and sleep like babies at night.

How they could just go about their lives like normal, smiles on their faces..

"Namjoon.. give me my gun." Suga said calmly taking a small step towards the panicked man. Namjoon backed away more.

"Joon."

"Stay the fuck away from me. It doesn't matter if I didn't know the guy. You killed an innocent man. In my house, and you try to be all lovey with me? What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Namjoon snapped. His back was against a wall.

A smirk graced Suga's face as he took slow steps towards the younger watching the man's many expressions change. The fear in his eyes excited the older to no end. Namjoon cursed at him, but Suga didn't listen. He stopped directly infront of the gun that Namjoon held infront of himself.

"Pull the trigger." Suga coaxed. He reached towards the gun wrapping his fingers around the silencer. "Come on. Hold it steady. You'll miss if you keep shaking like that."

"Stop.." Namjoon said yanking at the other's hold on the gun.

"I said shoot. You have your chance. Take it. You're upset I killed your new friend, right? Get your revenge."

".. I'm not.."

"What? A killer? Like me? That's a shame, really. I wanted you to help me hack up his corpse and dump it over the bridge-"

That familiar click of the gun echoed throughout the room as Namjoon pulled the trigger without hesitation. He squez his eyes shut as he did so, hands trembling more now. Suga stared at Namjoon in shock, eyes wide. Namjoon opened his eyes slowly to see the blonde still standing infront of him. He pulled the trigger again.. and again making himself anxious with each sound of the empty click.

Suga snatched the gun from the younger's hands sporting a sly smirk as he gazed at the panicked expression upon the other's face. "Think I used the last one on your boyfriend. Sorry." He said dryly and with no hint of remorse in his voice.

Namjoon glared at the other man.

"But, more importantly.. you were going to kill me, Namjoon-ah.." Suga said. Namjoon couldn't look him in the eyes. The blonde's stare was cold, and unforgiving. It was haunting.