‼️DISCOUNTINUED: SIREN: a yeonbin ff

chapter 44

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Soobins head laid low as he heard the sounds of heavy footsteps echoing throughout the dungeon. They seemed to come from the entrance. His breathing was ragged as he struggled to stay alive, crimson dripping from his lip and making his mouth bitter with the taste of his own blood. Hueningkai had been torturing him for weeks, or as much time as Soobin felt like was an eternity. He had loss track of time, his senses, and what was real and what was fake. He began to hallucinate, seeing and hearing things that weren't ever there.

It was cruel, almost imhumane how his brain was so merciless against his delusions. Every voice he heard, every warm smile he dreamt of on yeonjuns face, every caring gaze that came from yeonjuns beautiful azure eyes was all fake. A hallucination, a dream, all a figment of his imagination. It was something he wished for, something he craved and breathed for, only to not recieve it in the end. It was a hopeless wish, one that would never be granted.

He had convinced himself that conversation the two had was fake. His brain was physiologically damaged, causing him to believe that he would ever have the chance lf deserving Yeonjuns love one more time, to be with him one more time.

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The sound of whips rung in his ear as they mixed with his wails of pain. Sounds of torture could be heard beneath the surface of the ground, just under everybodys walking feet was a torture chamber, consisting of 3 mythical men and one cursed human.

"ARGH!" soobin moaned in pain as the sorcerer rammed into him aggressively while the other cackled devlishly with a leather whip in his hands. "how pathetic, the once so confident little human boy now being used like a doll." the gargoyle used his index finger to lift Soobins face by his chin forcing them to make eyecontact. Soobins dark chocalate irises feebly stared back, unable to break contact.

"i-im not anybodys fucking d-doll" he whisperd through his teeth so small that nobody would be able to hear. His body ached, mind even more and it got worse day by day. He would see visions of Yeonjun, warm smile and blue eyes coming into the came to rescue him, but they stayed dreams.

WOOOSHH the sound of a whip cracking against the males thigh could be heard, along with cries towards a person. Hueningkai stopped in his tracks. "what was that name I heard from your disgusting mouth?" he snapped his head back immediately and flew towards the boy hanging from the ceiling. "why the fuck should I tell yo-" His sentance was cut off by a scream, his very own plea for rescue. "answer the damn question" he had just turned one of soobins joints into stone, forcing it to be stiff and paralyzed.

Thats when he heard it, that name. Yeonjun, choi yeonjun. His mouth opend agape and stared blanky at the older who was writhing around in pain. "I.. I have to go.." the gargoyle mutterd under his breath as he fled from the room, taking his men with him.

There, Soobin cried. He sobbed and he sobbed, "will this torture ever end?" he thought. "yeonjun please, please save me.." he whisperd into the cold night air. "yeonjun please, i need you here with me, if you were, maybe this would all be fine, I would be fine, we would be fine, everything would just be fine" he hiccuped as the air around him felt to suffocating to breathe. If he just had yeonjun, everything would be fine, he would comfort him, hold him and whipe stray tears off his face until they stopped running, smile so warmly it would melt Soobins soul and stop him from crying.