Yuta looked up at Kun, his eyes broken, and Kun nearly cackled with glee at how much the Japanese was breaking in front of him. "I- I don't believe you, Sicheng wo-would never-" Kun rolled his eyes, and pulled out the knife that was used in that assassin attempt, making the fishermen's eyes widen.
"Well he did, darling. He's not in love with you, he has his own fiance. And if you don't believe me.." Kun grabbed Yuta, and pulled him up from the chair, yanking the older down a few halls, and they came in front of a room. Yuta stared through the window, as he saw Sicheng kissing the stranger.
He could feel the lump in his throat, and he pulled Kun away from that room.
"Wh-what do you want with me.. And what do you mean I'm dead." Kun chuckled, and gripped Yuta's chin, forcing the japanese to look into his eyes. "You know exactly how it feels to lose someone, and so do I. I know what it feels like because of you, and you know what it feels like because of me. So we're even." "You think we're even?" Yuta growled.
"You think we're fucking even? You just kidnapped Taey-" Kun slammed him against the wall, the siren didn't bother to be gentle. "And I want you to remember I could easily drown any of your so-called friends. So, are we even?"
Just as Yuta opened his mouth to speak, Kun cut him off. "Actually, we're not even. If you want your precious Sicheng to not come into any harm, or if you want him to actually think of you positively, you own me something."
Yuta bowed his head, because at this point he didn't care. "What do you want?" he asked slowly. "What do I want? I want you to stay here." Yuta's eyes widened at that.
Whatever it was he expected, it wasn't this. "Why would you-" "You're the only one that understands, so stay and obey my orders. And I'll let your friends live nicely."
"Bu-" "No retorts. Or else." Kun glared at him, and Yuta nodded slowly. He had no idea what the Chinese would want from him, but he did not expect what was to come.
Yuta spent the rest of the month in Kun's room, and whenever he heard a single creak nearing him, he was told to dive straight into Kun's wardrobe. And Kun used him. Yes, used him. Kun used him for his pleasures and also as a toy to let out his anger. The siren was never gentle with him, he sometimes even bruised him on purpose to see the japanese suffer.
In other words, Kun had three moods. One, his good mood, when he was actually civil and kind of nice to Yuta. Two, when he was annoyed and fucked Yuta senseless, and three, is when he was angry and he would just unleash all his anger on the Japanese. And I'm sure you know which mood of him was the most dominant.
Mark had been swimming around, he was worried about Yuta, but he just couldn't find the Japanese anywhere. His house was trashed up, and although he went to the police they helped with nothing at all. His only lead was Taeyong, who had fainted and was in a coma at hospital after being found on the beach.
YangYang had decided to go on a walk around their house, and he passed Kun's room while heading to the kitchen. And he heard something he probably shouldn't have.

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Lured [Yuwin]
Fantasy"I have killed much of your kind," Yuta spat, glaring at the eerily flawless siren in front of him. "What makes you think I won't kill you?" Winwin stammered, staring at the far too beautiful male in front of him. "Be-because I love you." The fish...