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{10}

Yeosang whimpered quietly when Minwoo pulled out a knife.

He felt so tired sitting in this chair for hours as his whole body ached, just taking the hits and everything that Minwoo was doing to him as he was unable to move because of the rope around his body.

"What is it whore?"

Yeosang felt his tears roll down his cheeks when he shook his head, trying to speak without getting much of it, only a mumbles since there was a fabric around his face.

Minwoo chuckled. "What a beautiful sight. Too bad you won't last for long."

Yeosang desperately shook his head again, trying to stop Minwoo as he pulled the knife closer and closer to his neck. He tried pulling away by pushing his neck back, but nothing worked. Yeosang soon felt a cold tip of it being pressed against his throat.

"Say goodbye, Sangie.."

Yeosang jumped from the bed. His heart raced as he took a deep breath and placed his hand over his chest, feeling his heart for a few moments before sighing.

"It was just a dream...just a dream." He mumbled to himself before rubbing his face.

Yeosang sat against the headboard and thought about it. The dream seemed so real, and he was getting more and more upset. He took his phone in his hand, trying to see if it was even worth going back to sleep after this.

03:54am. The clock showed.

Yeosang let out a small sigh before he turned himself around on the bed and pulled the covers closer. He tried closing his eyes, ignoring the small light coming from the window and hitting him in the face.

It was awfully quiet, and Yeosang did his best to fall asleep again. He just felt so exhausted from crying and scared even if he slept for probably hours. And after minutes of throwing himself around and trying to make himself comfortable again, he just gave up with the groan as he pulled the pillow off his head.

Yeosang thought about waking Wooyoung up, but he realized how he must have been tired and just wanted to sleep, so he didn't have the heart to wake him up. So with a sigh, he took his phone in the hand and sat against the headboard as he scrolled through some apps.

And a couple of boring minutes later, Yeosang huffed before he just threw it away thinking about stuff he should do to fall asleep. It kind of made him feel useless remembering that he cried his soul out literally a few hours before, and this dream now.

Minwoo is really leaving a trace on him.

Maybe a warm drink or something will make him relax, and it was also a craving he suddenly had for it. Getting tea won't hurt, right?....

Yeosang got off the bed, walking over to the door, opening and closing it quietly. He walked on his fingertips downstairs, seeing okay even if it was slightly still dark outside.

He walked quietly to the kitchen, looking around to see if anyone was even awake and being glad he wasn't actually lost in this huge house. Yeosang once again looked around the shelves in the kitchen, seeing nothing but some cereals and things that are usually kept in the kitchen like coffee, but no tea in the sight.

He sighed, quietly taking one glass and just deciding that water would be a good enough option since he didn't know where the tea is.

"Why are you awake?"

Yeosang jumped, almost throwing the glass on the floor and quickly turning around at the familiar voice. Jongho stood there, looking way different than he usually is. He was wearing a plain black shirt and grey sweatpants, keeping his hands inside of his pockets.