A killers kiss

Part 13

It had been two weeks at Moon Jo's house. An unexpected two weeks to say the least. Moon Jo had been chasing after Jong Wo's affection this whole time, and now that he had it, he was no longer interested.

"Where are you going?"
"Does it concern you?" Moon Jo grimaced. He couldn't stand to be around Jong Woo any longer.
Jong Woo shot up from his chair.

"Fuck you" "You treat me like shit for months on end, following me around every corner. And now that you've got what you want, you want nothing to do with me."

"Ah yes. It's all my fault. You are so easily influenced." Moon Jo tutted sarcastically. He swung on his coat and headed for the door.
"You didn't answer my question." Jong Woo sighed.

"I'm going to fucking work. So I can pay for us to live. Someone has to." Moon Jo snapped.

Jong Woo gulped. The two weeks had felt like two years. Or maybe even an eternity. He hadn't had any interactions with people other than Moon Jo for a long time, even before being taken to his house. And because of that he'd grown some sort of sick attachment to Moon Jo, almost like Stockholm syndrome.

"You brought me here. You destroyed my life. Why did you do this to me?" He cried hopelessly.

Moon Jo backtracked from the door. He walked towards Jong Woo, looking down on him with a villainous smile.
"You are my creation. And now I have grown tired of you." "Like how a singer grows to resent their most popular song, singing it day after day would become tiring to anyone. That's exactly how I feel about you."
Jong Woo stood in confusion. "This was your plan all along? Keep me captive until you can't stomach me anymore?"

"Now you're getting it." Moon Jo grinned, patting Jong Woo on the shoulder. He made a swift exit, leaving Jong Woo baffled.

"That son of a bitch.."