ELEGANT ||WonKi||

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The omega was sleeping peacefully, his eyes covered with the same blindfold, covered in sweat and tears.

Soft pants leaving his mouth as he slept, his head resting on his own shoulder, in a weird manner.

The door to the room opened, but the little omega was busy sleeping so when ice-cold water touched his pretty face, he gasped and almost fell down with the chair.

His head low, he gasped softly, his hair falling over his eyes, the blindfold was rushed-removed, he blinked his eyes to get normal with the artificial light from the light bulb hanging above his head.

He looked up and wasn't shocked to see the godlike beauty infront of him again.

She grinned seeing his annoyed face. Her hands still held the gun from before.

"What? Annoyed already? Well, I guess not for long tho. Your little master is coming here, I guess. So, looks like you gonna go to your grave."

"Don't worry! I'll make sure to have your whole name written on that gravestone of yours, ‘Yang Jung-Won, the slut and the filthy male omega of the soon-to-be King’"

She laughed, at that moment he saw a shining necklace on her neck, it had ‘NK’ engraved on it, he remembered the moment his father-in-law gifted him that.

His father told him, it's the sign of his son —Riki— on it, only the VIPs get it and by VIP, he meant their life partner.

He said that, his son had gifted it to his ex too, she refused to give it back, but it's of no use, he had mistaken his ex as his life partner, who in reality couldn't even stay beside him for two years.

She broke his heart and promised to fix it again with care and love, but now he knew it was just lust and wanting, not love.

Her brother was his bestfriend, or so he thought, it was all a plan, a fucking plan.

But, Jungwon didn't knew that.

So, he got scared what if Niki doesn't found him, or not wanting to find him?

He hoped the god to help him, prayed, but the only someone who can help him was his own self or the devil himself.

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The boy sat in the cafe, cold sweat running down his face, though he drank his favourite —bubble milk tea— it came bitter.

The woman infront of him had files on her hand, she fixed her specs before keeping the files down, she took a sip of her coffee, before looking in the boy's eyes.

Her eyes were like of a corpse, but he had seen worse.

"So, she is your Omega?" She asked questioningly, the gulped before answering.

"Yes" he said like an eleven-year-old, who's scared talking to a stranger.

The woman scoffed, before saying.
"I'm sorry I can't help you" she stood up and walked to the door.

"No! Please stay! Help!" The boy pleaded.

The woman looked around before looking at him with eyes full of disgust.

"I said, I can't. Because, according to what you showed me, she is dead" she said before she turned around and never looked back.

The boy ran home, or just a four-walled room, with no comfort and warmth.

The people around him, looked at him weirdly, and cursed at him.

But, little did they know, it was the curse by the devil that worked, not those useless and pathetic words that they threw at him.

And, it was also the last time they saw him, saw him with those eyes, because, tomorrow, when he will be dead, those eyes will hold that fake Sympathy, that everyones' held.

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Riki looked around to see if someone followed him, coz even if he knew that Ryujin sent him the location and even the bracelet of Jungwon's showed he is here, he is still not sure.

It can be a trap, what if Ryujin sent him the wrong location or that if his husband's bracelet dropped there, or even worse she found the GPS in his bracelet.

He walked inside the building, he walked over the debris, balancing well, he would have laughed when he remembered that Jungwon probably would have fallen because of his clumsiness.

But, it was a serious moment, and he has to be alerted in all the cases, possible.

A chuckle echoed into the building, he would have missed it if it wasn't for his ears, and his alert mode.

He looked around to look for the reason of the chuckle, was it him himself?

No, ofcourse not, it was a faint one after all.

So, he walked ahead, he flinched at the sight of a male's body falling down from the roof, before him.

He looked up but he saw a figure of a girl,  a little too fragile for Ryujin, the figure held a rifle in her hands her head twisted painfully.

The mirror on the ground—which he didn't even knew was their—, glared at him.

The sun light itched into his eyes, he closed his eyes and when he opened them again, the figure that layed before him.

Was found of no-other than of Jungwon.

It was no lie when he felt his whole life flashing before his eyes. Tear drops fell, which he didn't even notice.

"Jungwon!" A female voice echoed, Riki looked Back in a haste, he saw Ryujin standing their, holding a gun.

She looked at RiKi with her widened eyes.

"R-Riki! I swear, It wasn't me, I didn't do that!" She defended herself, he looked at her with fire in his eyes.

"Ryujin! Get out!" It might have sounded a little too simple too an average human being, a little too normal.

If it wasn't for the expression and the tone, it held a different authority, which had Ryujin's knees go weak.

She ran away from there, without uttering a single word.

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The boy held the knife to his neck, he looked at the broken mirror on the floor before splitting it. Blood flew out.

It felt like thousands of needles targeted his neck, it was like his skin was on fire, his mouth got dry, and the next, his breathing got so fast.

Till he couldn't breath at all, he died in the cold weather of his room, when the world was on their way to work, home, school, college, jobs, shelter and what not. He died.

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Hey! Guys so sorry for the veryyyy late update, it's been a whole month and two-three days.

I'm sorry really, I wanted to make a 1k special chapter but I got so busy with exams. And now it's 2k.

So, thank you very very very veryyyy much!!!!! ×100000000000...

Thank you for the love I don't even deserve, y'all.

Keep warm and happy!

Sincerely, Ahna.

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