‼️DISCOUNTINUED: SIREN: a yeonbin ff

chapter 43

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Yeonjun swam with determination in his room. His eyebrows furrowed as he paced back and forth whilst mumbling precise calculations under his breath. His eyes closed and he sighed in exasperation, not being able to find the exact solution for his problems.

Throughout the days, he had come to a realization that he would love Soobin, and only love Soobin till the day he dies. He felt his aura, his magic coursing through his veins, laugh being replayed like a mantra in his head. He finally knew, he was made to love Soobin, his soul was set on Choi Soobin, and only him. The very starlight that flowed through his arteries remained connected to the stars orbiting Soobins.

The universe had it all planned out, their meeting, their memories, the to,e they had spent together. It was all sorted out by fate, from the god of the sun to the goddess of the moon. Yeonjun had always felt great power at night, when the pale moonlight hit his face was when his thoughts were truly clear. He loved the nighttime, because nighttime meant seeing Soobin, it meant seeing his beautiful face basking in the moons glow, his already etheral faced being illuminated by the dark purple hues of midnights, eyes shining brighter than the brightest star in the galaxy; nothing could compare to the way his darling scintillated.

Yeonjun was smiling like a fool when he heard a faint whisper. He furrowed his brows, eyes still closed. It got louder, bolder, more powerful than before. It sounded like pleas of help, cries of pain and prayers. He instantly recognized the screams. They belonged to none other than Soobin, his soobin. His eyes shot open at an instant, finally realizing his darling was calling out to him, he heard his name repeated over and over again like a broken record, nonstop and desperate.

"d-darling.." he said softly. Suddenly the screams hushed a bit. "yeonnie?" he heard the faintest whisper. He almost cried in relief. "y-yes, its me. Yeonnie is right here, baby don't cry please, I am right here" he sobbed softly while holding his chest near his frozen heart.

"j-junnie i-im so sor-" Soobins voice was then cut off by a bloodcurdling scream, making yeonjuns ears rings and bringing tears in his eyes. It sounded so painful, like it was filled with so many emotions, so much hurt, and he couldn't even do anything about it. His Soobin, his darling, was beong hurt somewhere, somewhere far away from him, somewhere out of his reach. He slammed his fist against the wall, causing bubbles to rise near him. "shit" he mumbeld under his breath as he tried to listen in more at what soobin was saying. But he heard nothing. Not one breath could he hear from his lover, and it pained him to know that his one true love was out there in the world feeling anguished and hopeless when really, Soobin was the one in need of an apology. Yeonjun had fucked up so bad, let him starve and force him into loving him. He wanted to he loved on purpose.

Wait. He stopped for a moment. How was he able to hear Soobin? The two weren't anywhere near eachother and Soobin couldn't be that loud, and neither him or Soobin had well enough hearing to make out even the smallest breaths and whispers, especially not from miles away. So how was this possible? Yeonjun wonderd as he hugged knees to his chest. Thats when it hit him.

He needed to save Soobin, his Soobin.

His mind raced as he tried to come up with ways to rescue his love. Behind closed eyes, his brain whirrd around to find solutions, but most of them seemed to end in failure. "ARRGH!" he yelled and yanked at his hair, he felt stumped. His anger slowly melted away tho, when he heard a cry in the back of his mind. The scales on his ears twitched as he tried indentifyng where it came from and what it said, "y-yeonnie please, *sob* t-they're hurting m-me-" his voice was muffeld by screams of agony. Yeonjuns blood boiled when he heard the sound of skin slapping radiating against the walls of his mind like a curse, taunting him and making him even more angry.

"yeonnie please!-" he wailed loudly. The sounds of discomfort that came from Soobins lips pained Yeonjun. With every scream, every strained breath and choked sob, it made him flinch and shed a few tears along with his lover. He quickly cleaned up and sniffed his emotions in, he must stay strong in order to save his darling. "y-yes darling, your okay, my baby will be okay, everything will be okay, yeonnies here" he stutterd at the beginning, but sucked it up till the last word. He almost broke down in tears when he heard the whimpers of his lover on the other side, the hurt imprinted in his tone.

Suddenly, his eyes went blank white, empty like a canvas. His expression became void and in his eyes were an angelic white cast, clouding his once atlantic eyes and turning them foggy instead. Images of Soobin being tied by chains appeared in his mind, he was able to see visions of every wound that lay on the latters fragile body. Tears began to well up in the botoom of his crystal white eyes, turning them into what looked like was glossy quartz.

Visions of wooden paddels, candels, and sexual assualt filled his mind, along with the illusion of a whip sound. Cries from his lover could be heard in the back of his mind, it was unbearable, the small thought of Soobin, his soobin being touched, being raped, and feeling the anguish of all of it. It weighed too much, all the emotions, all the visions of his lover that he had missed, all this time he spent wallowing in self pity when all along, it wasn't him that needed saving, It was Soobin. All along, it was Soobin, everything was soobin, for Soobin. Every breath he forced himself to breath, every stroke of the water against his scales, every single time he woke up, this whole time he used it as a bad excuse to torture himself when in reality it was all for saving his darling.

His eyes glossed over with tears, making the white substance in his sockets appear glowing and brighter, making his complextion look magical. He dropped down to the floor, eyes still tearing up and white. He tried curling himself up in a ball, but failed as his limbs were forced apart and his brain was still replaying the same movie of his precious treasure being hurt, over and over like some sort of cruel prank.

Soobin must've felt so disgusting, so foul to be touched like that by other men. The older knew that he never really liked physical touch, but when the two were together, physical touch was basically something they both craved for. Yeonjun noticed every deatails about the younger, from how he flinched at Yeonjuns hand, to every twitch in his face when he smiled. Everything about him was so beautiful, so ethereal, sometimes Yeonjun wonderd if it was all real, Soobin looked like an angel that came from heaven, blessing the world with his pureness and godlike features.

Yeonjun finally snapped out of it, irsis fading back into the beautiful aquamarine they were meant to be. He was sure of it, he knew this time what to do.

He must save his darling.

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im sorry for the short chapter, i felt sick lol