Deadly Playground | Yoonkook ✔

F O U R 🥀

"He held me. Held me tight and close when I cried. That was one of the best nights of my life. He made me cry, but I could care less about that now. I miss him already, even if it's been day. Should I dial the killings down so he won't get even more suspicious? Maybe I should. But those people are touching what's mine (though he hasn't claimed me yet, I've claimed him, he just doesn't know it). I hope we see each other again soon. I want him to hold me again, and not just because I'm crying. Come hold me, my love."

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Jungkook hid the book and twirled the bloody, barbedwire coated bat in his hands. He tasted the crimson on his lips and felt excitement bubble in him.

The crying, tied-up man yelled out muffled cries for help, but it was useless. He'd looked at Jungkook the wrong way for wearing fishnets.

"Oh, no. Are you sorry for looking at me like that? Don't you think they're sexy?" Jungkook straddled the man and skimmed a blade with blue roses across his cheek. It didn't draw crimson, but if he'd push it any harder it would.

The man let out a cry and nodded his head. Tears soaked through his shirt from where they fell. Jungkook giggled and swiped his finger across the crimson spread on his cheek. He tore the tape off of the man's mouth and held his finger to his lips.

"Taste it." He ordered.

When the man didn't do it, Jungkook gripped his hair and began to insert the blade up his nose. "I said fucking taste it!" He screamed, pushing the blade deeper in ao the man cried and yelled louder.

He licked Jungkook's finger with a sob.

The boy grinned and pulled the blade away, blood coating the tip. "Now since you did it, I'll give you a riddle. If you guess the right answer, you get to go free," he traced the crimson over the man's sweaty forehead, "but if you get it wrong, I'll end you." He smiled.

He got off of the man and fiddled with the fishnets, thinking of a riddle.

"Ah, got one!" He clapped his hands and sat in a wooden chair turned backwards, facing the man.

"What word starts with E and ends with E but only has one letter in it?" He asked, a smirk plastered on his lips. Jungkook ran his tongue over them once more, the crimson now gone.

"You have twenty seconds." Jungkook drummed his slender fingers on the wood, waiting patiently.

Jungkook noticed the bead of sweat dribble down the man's face and giggled once more. When the twenty seconds were up and the boy stood from the chair, the man gasped and cried out.

"An envelope!" He shouted with wide eyes, panting heavily, hoping he was correct.

Jungkook, who had the bloody bat risen, slowly let it down, a pout evident. "Bastard." He mumbled and cut him free, letting the man run out of the area.