His Love Letter (ON HOLD)

Chapter Three; My name Is Taehyung....

I shot up from the tub covering everything that should not be seen by a creepy doctor dude who is absolutely gorgeous. He jumped back water splashed everywhere. He shot up sponge in hand and a furious expression, slightly growling he sticks his hand in his pocket and takes out a a sharp curved knife. I backed up against the wall slowly panting harder than a fat guy who just ran a mile. He walked closer to me with a creepy expression. His eyes were cold and dark, his muscles were flexed and his mouth was pulled into a wide sick smile. "Avoiding me Kyungie?" He asked. I slid down the wall in fear, I'm going to die.. Alone.. He was dangerously close now smirking at me. He put the knife to My neck and pressed, I tilted my head to the side and pushed my head against the wall. "I DO NOT LIKE TO BE IGNORED KYUNGSOO!!" He shouted. Flinching, I push him away with all the strength I have he stumbled back with a startled expression. Oh my god! I felt Like a real super hero right at the moment all I need is inspirational music. He brushed himself off and glared at me. "I'm going to get you Kyungsoo.." he walked off leaving me with no clothes and a huge fright. Woah! I didn't know he was this crazy?! Crazy enough to attack me with a knife.. What is this? I got up and scurried around looking for clothes, I ended up with boxers and a white t-shirt not enough to hide my aching member.. Yes I did get turned on! How would you expect me not to? He's so hot it's illegal. I heard people nearing the door so threw myself right on the bed and leaned forward so they wouldn't see.

Are you hard Kyungie? The way he purred my name, drove me crazy. It might seem crazy, but I'm seriously lusting after my stalker/killer. I'm not madly in love with him but am falling in love with his sexy body. What the heck?
It sounded normal in my head but when I said it out loud is just didn't seem right.

"Hilo DO...Lyon..doo?" A french guy with a Hitler mustache walked in with 4 other nurses.

"Oh, he-hello! My...name..is Do KYUNGsoo.." I explained slowly, I was super good in English but it seemed as if this guy didn't know any language but french. He tried to speak KOREAN to me but it all came out weird. Like a mixture of French, gibberish, and Korean. I told one of the nurses who actually spoke a language I knew, to just do whatever they had to do. One by one they came closer to me with trays with doctor equipment and some food. They first attacked my left arm then my right. After saying good luck they left. I tried to go to sleep and forget about everything, but I couldn't. My boner was gone and I was left alone again in a white walled hospital. I was told that being alone led to dark thoughts, which had me thinking am I alone? Is this stalker guy the only one who appreciates me? Is he the only person I can run to? Are these dark thoughts? I sighed and suddenly felt tired maybe tomorrow I can leave and look for him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time pass

I rummage through my things and stuff important things in my blue duffle bag. It's been 2 weeks and I haven't seen my stalker friend in a while. I think he got fired or something, he probably quit so he could plan for his attack. I stand in the middle of my messed up room, I turn to stare in the small blood stained mirror. I stared at my died red hair, and smiled. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't be as good looking as my stalker, I changed my hair and worked on my health. I now had a six pack and a rockin' jawline. I secure the bag around my body and run toward the open window, I could feel the wind smacking against me as I fly out landing on my bended knees. I run towards the fence and quickly jump over it, which was pretty scary because Im a pretty small dude standing at 5'5, the fence was literally one half an inch bigger than me luckily I didn't fall on my face. I bolt to the bus stop and sit on the bench. Finally, I got a chance to sit down and breath I couldn't believe I ran away to find a hot killer guy I'm crazier than Amanda Bynes! I watched the double Decker bus pull up next to me smiling at the driver I hopped in. Honestly I did not know where I was going, you can't just look up a killers name and his address will pop up on the screen, plus I didn't know his name so that wouldn't work. I sat in a empty seat and stared out the window. Come to think of it, my uncle never was in the house he probably went on one of his bar trips. As I start to drift off, a tall man with orange hair that covered his eyes sat next to me. He was wearing dark jeans and a white collared shirt, with a black tie that hung around his neck. He held two luggages and on his back was a hicker pack. Our eyes met and he smiled a little reaveling perfect white teeth. Finally he sat down, and looked over at me.

"Hello I'm Taehyung." His deep voice sent shirvers down my side. I smiled and held out my hand "I'm..." I didn't want to tell him my name, I was trying to leave everything my uncle, My school, just my life in Gangdam. "D.O" I finally said, I didn't feel bad because it was partially true.

"Cool" he said. We smiled at each other and looked away, I quickly fell asleep. I couldn't wait to arrive in Seoul. I just wanted to sleep, every bone in my body ached. I hope I find my stalker, we seriously need to talk. I don't know what I was going to say to him but I just need to talk to him, It felt sort of like separation anxiety. I hope this feeling dies down, It's hurting my heart and I keep on thinking about the time in the hospital. "Are you hard Kyungie?" I couldn't stop replaying that in my head It was like a broken record.