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Minho x Jisung - Psychotic Love

UPDATED A/N
Okay, this is going to be turned into an actual story over on my other account, but I need names!
Give me name ideas for:

Chan

Minho (Main Character)

Changbin

Hyunjin

Jisung (Main Character)

Felix

Seungmin

Jeongin

I thought I would share the original 6 chapters in one of my drafts. This has little plot and is 12.9k words of something I'm a little bit proud of. I wrote this like four months ago, so cut me a little slack.

It was hot though.

Major TW: psychopath x sociopath love, masochistic and sadism, and a bunch of other stuff that I am too lazy to reread and check. Tell me in the comments if something is needed to be added, but this will take a while to read lmao

Just hit 13k

Enjoy~

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"You know I don't love you, right Hyunjin." 

Han Jisung stared at the taller boy, who stared down at him as he kept from crying. This made Jisung smile, he loved seeing people that said they loved him cry. It wasn't wrong, it was their fault. You don't love someone and not expect hatred, he's just the reason for it.

"You're stupid, and too pretty for your own good." He continued, raising an eyebrow as he watched Hyunjin get mad. "You don't know me at all, I've never loved you."

Hyunjin then made a mistake. 

Jisung watched as his boyfriend tried to get something out of his pocket. His mind immediately went to flashing images of the older repeatedly stabbing him, killing the monster his mother said he was.

He reacted with a heated impulse, reaching his hands forward to push Hyunjin on the ground. They were in the older's apartment, where he was currently staying at.

Hyunjin made the mistake of falling in love with him, he should've expected to get hurt. Hyunjin made the mistake of reaching behind him, so he tried to protect his life.

The taller hit his head on the kitchen counter, and as his body limply fell forward Jisung saw a pool of blood surround his head. A part of him worried, this was wrong wasn't it?

No, he reminded himself. Hyunjin was about to attack you, you protected yourself. You didn't do anything wrong.

He nodded to no one, kneeling down to the man he didn't actually care about. He took the blonde's hair into his fist, pullng it up before he saw the knife hidded beside it. 

He scoffed, he did protect himself. His boyfriend was ready to stab him. 

Grabbing the knife and settling it between his fingers, spinning it dangerously close to his boyfriend's neck. "You were going to fucking kill me. You deserve this, it's your fault."

He pulled Hyunjin's shirt up, the pink shirt showing abs that he licked last night. A V-line that he watched move in and out of him just hours ago. He laughed to himself before climbing to straddle the older, feeling a dick brush his thigh as he climbed the wrong way.

"This is your fault," he said, again. "All your fault."

He brought the knife to Hyunjin's side, the lower part of his right hip. "This is where you'll never be able to clean it, never sew it, never forget it." He giggled, happy with himself.