She looks at her watch.
Four minutes.
He walks towards her, his legs slowly propeling his body forward as he takes his time.
He's listening to the music.
The beating of her heart.
The rushing of her blood.
He stops in front of her and crouches down.
Three minutes.
He grabs a handful of her hair and jerks her towards him as she tries to cower away.
She gasps in pain and he buries his nose into the side of her neck, inhaling the euphoric scent.
He moves his face so he's inches away from her own.
Those unseeing eyes lock onto hers.
"I wish I could see the look of terror on your face."
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Silent Night | BTS ✓
FanfictionSilent night, unholy night All is chaos, nothing is all right Don't say a word Don't make a noise Or he'll hear you And make you his toy Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace
