GANGSTA ▪︎ Hwang Hyunjin

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▪︎The night before▪︎

The man quivered in fear as a gun was held to his head. He couldn't think clearly, barely even capable of keeping his breath steady.

"Please let me go"

He wanted nothing more than to go back home. His desperate pleades went unheard of.

He began to cough up blood once more as he was kicked in tye stomach. His hands wrapped tight around his abdomen to ease the pain.

The music covered his whimpering and constant begs for mercy. The man didn't even understand why he was placed in the situation. What did he do to bring him here?

One moment he was having fun flirting with some girls and next he was dragged to the bathroom.

Even with the awful pain the man still managed to go on his knees. He kept his head low before making eye contact with the man on the other side of the gun.

"Please give me mercy"

The man finallu muttered before hearing the ringing of the gun.

Blood covered the bathroom floor seeping underneath into the other stall where another man lied.

Jisung held his stomach tightly as he to vomited over and over. He clinged to the toilet desperately, beggingto get rid of the pain.

He regretted everything. He might have went a bit overboard by drinking so many shots, but at that moment he thought it was worth it.

And to be honest he found it odd to be this sick when he was just beginning.

His back hit the wall as he could vomit no longer. His mind felt foggy and all he could feel was the pounding head ache.

What was it that brought him over the edge?

It couldn't have been all the drinks before, but suddenly for one brief second he remembered something.

Hyunjin.

That Whiskey he drank tasted off. He knew the taste by heart, but when be drank it with Hyunjin it felt like a different drink.

Maybe it was his mind messing with him, but he was positive it had to be the drink.

Though his body was aching, he needed to check. He had to before he would forget, but his legs were too weak.

His hands fumbled in his pockets pulling out everything to find his phone. His mind was already going blurry and that head ache was drifting him off to a sleep.

He wouldn't allow it, but it was too late. At the very least to save you, he had to remember.

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"Why not stay?"

Jisung chimed in while you tried to push him out of your apartment.

"Because he's very busy"

You excused him. Hyunjin continued to hold his ground and shook his head in disagreement.

"Not at all actually, and I am hungry after walking the whole way here"

Hyunjin smirked noticing you stopped pushing him.

"It would be kind of you to pay me back"

He added on to annoy you some more.

"Of course"

You said through gritted teeth while giving Jisung a death glare.

You swore once Hyunjin left you were going to murder him. You didn't know why he would even invite him to stay when he himself seemed to been surprised.

Most things he did were stupid, but even this was crossing the line for him. You tried to keep a straight face as you signaled for him to go into a different room.

To be honest you kinda did want to talk to Hyunjin, but just the thought of it sent chills down your spine. You couldn't shake off the odd feeling from before.

Hyunjin was still a bit suspicious to you, but he knew the full story of those other nights. At the very least you wanted to know the full truth.

And since the chance came you were going to take it.

"Since when have we started meeting?"

Hyunjin seemed taken aback as he rose his eye brow a bit.

"Why are interested all of sudden? I thought you hated me"

"Maybe I do, but I have questions and you have answers"

"Fair enough, I met you about a month ago. I approached you and since then we hang out each Friday"

You wanted to assume he was lying, but he had no reason to. You mught have had no memory of the past nights, but at this point you've realized it's been your drinking habits.

"Is that not what you wanted to hear? Is there something else you've been wanting to know? A temptation you have been holding back"

Hyunjin walked closer to you leaving only a few inches between. You could feel his breath fanning against yours. He smirked slightly as his hand reached out to caress your cheek.

"You remember those nights, don't you? You want me to show you all over again"

His words sent shivers down your spine as you felt his hand trail down to your waist. He pulled you in closely leaving barely in your room to breathe.

"I can help you remember, I can be everything you need right now"

The silky tone of his voice made your heart loose track of it's beat. You closed your eyes afraid to loose control.

You knew you couldn't continue this way, he had you tied around his finger. And you hadn't even realized.