black dahlia. | yeonbin.

two.

yeonjun let the fear run through his body as the words rolled off soobin's tongue.

yeonjun knew this was how it was going to end, there was no doubt about that. "i-isn't there another way?" yeonjun choked out, his eyes shaking. "i'm afraid not my love, unfortunately it'll end with you dying..." soobin spoke, a dry chuckle leaving his mouth, "see you soon love."

before yeonjun could even respond, the phone hung up. he let out a ragged breath, and dropped the phone. "w-why is he..." he stuttered out, gripping onto his knees. the fear was settling, and yeonjun was just going deeper and deeper into a state of shock.

how was he supposed to fight for his life? again? he barely escaped the first time.

"w-what if he k-kills me...o-oh" yeonjun said, biting down onto his lower lip.

his eyes widened, "no." he told himself, trying to force the scared feeling out of his body. "y-you won last time yeonjun." he whispered to himself, "you can do this. you GOT this." he spoke suddenly.

if you were to walk past his door, you'd think the male was crazy. i mean, talking to yourself? but yeonjun didn't care, no not at all. all yeonjun wanted to do was to ease his mind.

he could do this.

he can beat soobin.

all he has to do is gather all the rage that has been hiding at the pit of his stomach..."you got this." he said sternly, his eyes furrowing as he stared at the door. fearful that if he were to move soobin would just walk into the house.

his eyes suddenly widened, how could i forget? he thought to himself.

taehyun.

yeonjun abruptly stood up, and ran out of the house. leaving all of his belongings, except his wallet and phone in his house. not a single thought lingering in his mind, it was as though a light switch had flipped.

he had to get to his best friend.