𝗕𝗜𝗡 | yeonbin

seven

he let out a pleasurable groan as the knife sunk deep into the old man's chest. a psychotic smile placed upon the masked male, his hand pushing the knife deeper and deeper until it broke through the other side of the elders skin.

the male had been dead for a while now, but for some reason he couldn't stop.

slashes.

grunts.

cuts.

beatings.

he was frustrated, "go." slash. "to." slash. "hell." stab. "beomgyu." he breathed out, no matter what he had done to man he wasn't satisfied. he let the man fall onto the ground, watching as the blood pooled around his slim figure.

a small giggle left his lips, why do you people still come out at night?

he rolled his eyes, and grabbed the purple spray paint that laid in the depths of his duffel bag. he hurriedly etched the name "bin" right next to the deceased body, and threw the can back into the bag. along with the knife.

he walked out of the dark alley, wind brushing against his tall frame. a sigh leaving his lips, was he satisfied? no. but he wasn't going to kill again, no he couldn't risk that right now.

he had already changed his m.o by torturing the poor man more than he intended to.

a sigh left soobin's lips, he pulled the black hoodie and facial mask that was damped with blood off, and threw it into the bag.

his bare torso on display, small cuts littered his chest from his victims fingernails that would dig deep into his pale skin.

the night wind caressed his body lightly, pushing his purple hair back. his eyes scanning the empty streets of seoul, eyes longing on a diner that stayed open 24/7. his stomach rumbled, "i guess a bite won't hurt." soobin muttered out, pulling out a white tshirt and pulling it over his sweaty body.

his feet guided him towards the diner, his hands pulling the door open. the aroma of fresh pancakes engulfed soobin in a warm hug, causing the male to smile. he loved pancakes.

soobin walked over to the counter, eyes looking at the floor, "welcome to kangs diner! how may i help you?" a familiar voice spoke, causing soobin to look up.

the familiar blonde boy stood behind the counter, his lips slightly parted. "s-soobin?" yeonjun muttered out, cheeks holding a cherry color, "good to see you to love." soobin said, a slight smirk on his pretty lips.

yeonjun was shocked, and quite embarrassed. out of all diners, why did taehyun decide to make one that was open 24 hours. he didn't want soobin seeing him in his work outfit, with his tired eyes.

yeonjun's thoughts engulfed him, causing him to fall into a trance.

"yeonjun?" soobin called out, "y-yeah?" he muttered. "i said i want two pancakes with a black coffee..." soobin said in a low tone, sending shivers down yeonjun's back. yeonjun nodded, "ye-yeah! sorry, i'm sorry" yeonjun stuttered out, quickly ringing up soobin's order.

soobin paid yeonjun, and went to sit at a booth. his eyes watching as yeonjun worked behind the counter. a small smile on his lips, truly soobin had taken a liking towards the petite blonde.

five minutes into waiting, yeonjun brought the plate over to soobin. "i'm so sorry for earlier...i just didn't want you to see me like this." yeonjun stated, as he put soobin's plate and coffee down.

soobin chuckled, "you look beautiful yeonjun." he whispered out, eyes longing into yeonjun's.

"thank you..." yeonjun muttered out, a faint blush dancing across his pale cheeks.

"c-can i get you anything else?"

"yeah, actually you can."

"and what might that be?"

"a date with the pretty blonde boy that's in front of me."

"i think i can get that for you..."