before this.

06. ( ss )

WARNING : THIS ONESHOT INCLUDES THE MENTIONS OF BLOOD AND RAZORS— PLUS A PSYCHOPATH MAIN CHARACTER, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.

TITLE : love play
DUO/COUPLE : seoksoo ( joshua+seokmin )
GENRE : actor au
WORD COUNT : 679 words

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the moon was high tonight— shining it's light on an array of razors with dried splatters of crimson blood. the boy giggled as the razor dug itself deeper into the skin of his victim with each pressure he pressed down. the victim screaming in extreme agony every time the sharp metal cut through her skin and bleed more each time— running down her fairly white skin.
"minhyung," he shouted as his smile grew bigger with the razor heavy in his hands.

"what is it you psycho?" the boy with his blonde locks spoke, with lazy eyes and bruised knees— he still replied as his nose scrunched in disgust at the smell of the already dead corpse by probably a few minutes if so.
"clean this up will ya?" jisun smiled, washing his hands and placing down the still blooded razor on the table.

lee jisun was the chilling psychopath with the need of having screaming to fill his displeasure of the world he was born in.
his once white clothes covered in bloods of his victims— and all of them had something in common.

they all liked a boy named kim taeyang.
and jisun just didn't like that.

"and cut!" seokmin immediately bowed— done playing the character his main character jisun. seungkwan shivered as he quickly took off the fake-blooded clothing off his body.
"oh my god i hate this so much, why did my company decide i should make a few cameos in this?" he complained as he watched the multiple stylist carefully keep the clothing seungkwan had worn alongside seokmin's clothing to be used in the next scene if they had enough time to shoot it.

"alright, that's all, we'll see you all tomorrow!" it was technically already tomorrow but seokmin was just ready to crash into his bed and allow himself to be in the warmth of his boyfriend's arms circling around his waist and pulling him close.

"let's go?" his manager spoke, handing him the cold water bottle and his bag. "let's, i wanna see jisoo right now."
"of course," mingyu rolled his eyes.

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the set faded from seokmin's eyes and the sight of an all too familiar apartment was nearing— the younger's heart was beating against his ribs, saying a quick goodbye to his manager.
his hands fished down his pockets, trying to find a familiar piece of metal that would be able to unlock the shared apartment with his boyfriend.

the door snapped opened, and seokmin whispered out, "shua?" because he knew very well that the boy would hear him even if he was quieter than a mouse.

the apartment was dark— and the younger hated that, he turned on the apartment lights and found an all too familiar scene.
there stood his boyfriend, hong joshua with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and an angel smile.

"welcome home baby," spoke the older after the younger had ran into his open arms.
even though the older was a centimeter smaller than the younger, he noticed that the younger had slightly lowered himself to feel joshua's chin on the crown of his head.

he chuckled at that detail.
seokmin loved the warmth of the older— which also meant he loved sudden back-hugs and kisses from the older (it came also be himself wanting those but he didn't care).
"baby, let's eat dinner, i cooked." to which the actor nodded— but before they could separate from each other's grasps, seokmin's grip tightened, "let's stay like this for a while.."

they finally ate dinner that night with an added bonus treat at the end. the makeup artist could cover up the multiple hickeys on the actor's jawline and neck.