"You can run but you can't hide forever love..."
A man made of jealousy and insanity is never a person you want to be friends with. But poor Wooyoung didn't know that.
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Discontinued as of now. May changed in the future.
ATTENTION: THERE IS A RE...
Wooyoung wakes up to a yelling voice. He opens his eyes and tries to look around only to not see anything; the lights were turned off.
But it feels familiar, he was back in the room where he was first kidnapped.
The cold hard floor and the chains around his body. He gently feels around the chains feeling the spikes once again.
Oh god...
He then frantically moves around, careful to not touch the sharp spikes in the chains.
With all the noise the chains are making, a man walks through the door, Yeosang.
Light shines throughout the room from the opened door.
"Yeosang?" Wooyoung looks up to Yeosang.
Yeosang doesn't even pay any attention to Wooyoung. Instead, he goes to a table on the side of the room. He looks around a bit then picks something up. He puts it into his pocket and makes his way to the chained-up Wooyoung.
"Yeosang what are doing?!"
Yeosang goes right behind Wooyoung pressing a button. Wooyoung's arms are yanked up by the chains
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"Wooyoung be a good boy and stay quiet, will ya?" Yeosang whispers in his ear.
Wooyoung's body shivers from the soft whisper.
"Answer me." He says resting his hands on Wooyoung's hips.
He shakes his head up and down quickly saying a 'yes.
"Good boy," Yeosang stands up and he walks to the front of Wooyoung.
He squats down and admires him. He then brings his hand up to his face and gently caress his cheek.
Wooyoung stays silent, he looks anywhere besides Yeosang.
Ow!
Yeosang pressed his thumb into his eye.
"Why aren't you looking at me, you have both of your eyes," Yeosang brushes his hand over both of Wooyoung's eyes.
"and you're not blind, so why are looking around? There's no need to look around, the room is all empty with only a table in here."
Wooyoung gulps at the statement.
Yeosang then looks down at Wooyoung. He takes notice that Wooyoung is wearing a jacket. He lets his hands go to his zipper and he slowly pulls it down.
Wooyoung just watches as Yeosang pulls off his jacket. Wooyoung is wearing a black T-shirt under the jacket that was once on him.
Yeosang lets his hungry hands roam around Wooyoung's body.
"Such a pretty boy, you are." Yeosang then pulls out a small but sharp knife from his pocket from earlier.
Wooyoung quickly pulls back and tries to back away but the chains restrict him from doing so.
"Don't move,"
Wooyoung listens to him and stops his movements.
"there you go, what a good boy..."
Wooyoung looks up into Yeosang's eyes, his eyes are big as if they're trying to figure something out.
"Now don't look at me like that, now."
Yeosang grabs Wooyoung's face with both of his hands. The small knife balanced on his thumb, his index finger above the knife while the blade is resting on his middle finger.
He then kisses Wooyoung's temple, dragging the knife onto his neck.
Wooyoung pushes his body backward away from the danger.
Yeosang stands up and walks behind Wooyoung, pressing another button making Wooyoung stay in place.
"Yeosang-"
He is cut off when Yeosang brings his arm around his neck, choking him.
"Hush~"
Wooyoung's body stiffened.
"It's gonna be alright if you just listen, okay?"
"Mhm."
"Good,"
Yeosang then kisses Wooyoung's neck, licking the blood off.
Wooyoung twitches from the light stinging feeling.
Yeosang then takes his lips off of his neck, brings the blade to his neck once more.
He takes the blade onto the same cut and craves horizontal lines across the straight line. He does so, making it look like a stitch on Wooyoung's toned neck.
Yeosang sees as Wooyoung silently cries from the pain.
"We're done for today," Yeosang gets up quickly, leaving Wooyoung alone in the now black room.
