NCT Imagines

Hot Chocolate - Jisung (pt. 2)

"What the hell do you mean by that? Are you saying..?" I started.
"He- he attacked me. He said I had to stay away from you.. and that you were his next victim. Y/N, please you've got to believe me." Jisung said, as he sat himself up.
"You've been through something stressful, Jisung. Let's take you home." I started, helping him to stand.
"Don't you believe me?" He asked, his eyes wide as he stumbled back.
"I do, I do. We just need to get you home, and get some ice on you. You're bleeding and bruising a lot. Then we'll call the police, okay?" I smiled sadly.
How could I tell him I didn't believe him? Jeno was lovely, yes, he was scary at times, but he wouldn't go this far.
For all I know, Jisung was upset with me and didn't like him, so he was lying so I'd leave him.
But it was the only way I could get him to leave with me, so I smiled and agreed.
As I helped him into the passenger seat of my car, he groaned.
"You okay?" I asked.
He just nodded. "I feel like I've been hit by a train, but yeah, I'm fine."
As we were driving along, he closed his eyes, resting back.

That's when I saw hands come from the back seat in the car, as I quickly pulled over.
The hands froze, as I glanced into the back.
I screamed, as Jeno covered my mouth, a knife by Jisungs neck.
"Don't make a peep, darling, or I'll split his neck open." He whispered, sending chills down my spine.
I just nodded, as he released his grip.
"Isn't this just romantic." He smiled. "You, me, and this bastard who I left for dead all come together!"
Jisung looked dead, in honesty. His eyes were shut as he breathed shakily.
He must have fallen asleep.
Jeno pulled himself closer to Jisung.
"Oh? He's sleeping. How adorable." He murmured, licking his lips as he ran the knife across his cheek.
"Wake up sleepyhead." He whispered, as he stabbed his knife into Jisung's shoulder.
He awoke with a start, gripping at his arm.
"Ah fuck me Y/N- Jeno?" He asked, his face paling in recognition.
"Guess who." Jeno smiled, before he turned to me.
"You're going to drive me back to my house, my darling Y/N. Then we'll settle this. Make an attempt to call the police, and I'll slit the both of your throats."

I just nodded, as I started driving off again, wary of him.
He kept brushing his knife along Jisung, to which Jisung shuddered.
When we finally got to his place, Jeno waited for me to get out, before he got out.
He opened Jisung's door, and threw him out, and onto the floor.
"Slacker." He hissed, as he kicked Jisung in the side.
"Jeno that's enough." I said, my voice shaking.
He looked to me with wild eyes.
"Call me babe, darling." He pointed his knife down at Jisung, who had curled himself into a ball.
I but the inside of my lip. "Babe, stop."
"Good." Jeno smiled, as he grabbed Jisung by his collar, dragging him inside.
I followed slowly, looking for someone to help me.
But there was no one, and there would be no one.
As he opened the doors to his apartment, he pushed Jisung in, waiting for me to walk in, before he locked the door behind us.
"Go on, sit. Make yourself comfortable." He smiled.
Jisung just stared up at him. "What do you want."

Jeno just scowled. "For you to shut the fuck up, honestly."
Jisung stood up weakly, his body covered in scratches and blood, his shoulder still running down in rivers as it seeped from his shirt.
"What. Do. You. Want." Jisung asked again, glaring Jeno down.
"You're not in a position to make orders, my friend."
"You're just afraid. So what do you want." Jisung repeated, his voice low as anger bubbled in his throat.
Jeno pointed his knife at me. "I want them, and I want you to die."
With that Jeno lunged at Jisung, causing him to stumble back as the knife grazed at his cheek.
He pushed in, punching at Jeno's stomach, making him stumble in response.
Jeno spat, as he ran forward, knife in hand.
Jisung held his arms in front of him, and I did what a definitely normal person would do.
I ran in front of him, holding my hand forward.
Pain seared through me as I felt the knife tear at my flesh, the warm blood running down my hand.
Jeno just looked at me. "You idiot. Why did you get in my way. I thought you were smart? You're all the same." He scoffed, reaching for his knife.

I pulled my hand down, taking it out myself, my head feeling faint.
It hurt so much, but I had to protect Jisung. He was worth protecting.
"You bitch." He said through his teeth, as he lunged at me.
Jisung grabbed at my hand, taking the knife from my grip, as he moved forward, reaching in front of him.
I heard a noise, like metal against rock. A slicing noise.
Then I saw Jeno stumble back, a cut running along his eye, blood dripping down.
"Y/N, I want you to run. Go and get help. I've got it." Jisung said, as he glanced at me.
His eyes were cold, and there was this fire I had never seen before.
I nodded, giving him a quick peck on the cheek as I ran out.
Jisung felt himself blush as he watched Y/N leave, before he turned back to Jeno.
"So you're the infamous murderer, huh? I wouldn't of expected that." Jisung said with a shrug.
"Don't lie you asshole. You're a murderer too." Jeno scoffed.
Jisung just smiled. "Am I now? What makes you say that?" He asked, as he cornered Jeno, knife against the boys throat.

"I saw you. I've seen you. I was protecting Y/N." He scoffed.
Jisung just grinned. "No one will ever know, Jeno. I don't plan on hurting them, just whoever gets in my way. Now disappear." He whispered with a smirk, as he stabbed Jeno in the chest, over and over, until he fell to the ground, barely breathing.
Jisung then turned the knife on himself, slicing randomly at his skin, some deep, some closer to the surface.
"You're crazy." Jeno breathed out, as his eyes glossed over.
"I know." Jisung grinned, as he hobbled out the room.
He met Y/N outside, running to their arms.
"I'm sorry Y/N. I- it was an accident. He was coming at me and I attacked and I-" Jisung stammered.
I hugged him back, as the police sirens hummed in the background.
"It's fine, I understand. It's self defence, you won't be sentenced or anything." I smiled weakly, as he rubbed my back.
I pulled away as I noticed the amount of blood staining his body.

"When the arrive, let's get you to a hospital, and then we're having a hot chocolate date. Deal?" I smiled.
He grinned back. "Deal."
Then he kissed me, pulling away almost instantly.
"Took you long enough." I scoffed, pulling his face into mine as we kissed again, happily.
Even though I knew nothing about his true intentions.
I never would.