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⚠️ warning (this chapter onwards): read at your own risk. (includes blood/torture.)
"jay-ah, jay. do you never learn?" he chuckled, coldly.
the male struggled, tied to the metal chair.
"let me fucking go, sim jaeyun," he spat.
jaeyun frowned and approached jay, "I don't like the way you're talking to me, baby boy."
jay didn't care.
"I don't care what you have to say anymore, I know you won't hurt her."
jaeyun chuckled, "who? eunhee or nara? my nara."
jay clenched his teeth, "she isn't yours!"
"yes, she is," jaeyun spat.
"she loves me, jay. she loves, me. not you, me," he smirked.
"you only tell yourself that because you know it's true, so you have to convince yourself otherwise!" jay yelled, laughing, "if she knew the real you, she would never love you."
the statement jay had made, made jaeyun furious.
he walked around the room before grabbing a metal bat.
he walked towards jay and harshly swung the bat the hit the elder's face.
he stared as the elder bled, laughing.
"not so strong now, are you, jay?" he spoke.
"f-fuck you, s-sim j-jaey-yun," he stuttered.
jaeyun held the other's cheek as he frowned, "now don't be so mean, jayie. I was only playing," he sniggered.
he analysed the male's features as jay glared at him.
"don't look at me that way, jay-ah. you make my heart flutter," he teased.
"y-you're... f-f-fuck-kin-gg in-ns-sane," he muttered.
"I know, isn't it wonderful?" he smirked.
he removed his hand from the other's face and squatted down, placing him hand on the male's thigh.
