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Abusive - Chapter 17

Warning ⚠️ : Mature content. Read at your own risk.

“Why would you do this to me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, trembling with vulnerability. Heeseung wasn’t the person he thought he knew — the man he had loved, trusted, and shared his most intimate moments with. No, this was someone else. Someone he didn’t recognize.

"W-why?" Sunoo’s voice cracked as tears spilled uncontrollably down his flushed cheeks, the pain from Heeseung's slap burning his skin like a wildfire. His heart pounded in his chest, a sickening mixture of fear, disbelief and betrayal overwhelming him.

“You lied to me about your crush and now here you are, under me, trying to act innocent.” Heeseung, towering above him with an icy glare, spat back, his words dripped with venom, his voice low and menacing as he glared down at Sunoo, his eyes reflected nothing but a dangerous jealousy that chilled the air between them.

Sunoo’s mind raced struggling to keep up with Heeseung's sudden outburst. The cold sting of the slap still reverberated through him but what hurt more was the accusation — the mistrust. He had never seen Heeseung like this, so consumed by rage. Fear seeped into his veins but alongside it grew a burning anger of his own.

"What-what are you talking about?" Sunoo stammered trying to push Heeseung off but older's grip was relentless. His large hands pinned Sunoo down to the bed, his weight trapping him beneath. Sunoo’s heart hammered against his ribs along with panic rising as he squirmed in an attempt to free himself.

“Get off me RIGHT NOW!” he shouted, his voice cracking under the strain of his emotions. He tried to twist out of Heeseung’s hold, but the older didn’t budge, his body unmoving like a boulder. His fingers dug painfully into Sunoo’s wrists holding him captive.

But he paused, his chest heaving as he inhaled deeply and his eyes glowing with fury and beneath that was his jealousy. His voice dropped lower and much colder.

“You fucking lied to me. You said you forgot about your ex-crush, but you lied.” he growled with each word punctuated with a hard edge. He gripped Sunoo’s hair, yanking his head back painfully. Their faces were so close that Sunoo could see the dangerous glint in his eyes.

Sunoo gasped, the pain shooting through his scalp as olders finger tangled harshly in his hair. He trembled, the fear that had once simmered now boiling over. This wasn’t what he had wanted, not this. "Y-You went through my d-diary?" he managed to choke out.

Heeseung's eyes narrowed, and his lip curled into a cruel sneer. “Yes, I did.” he replied in a sneer, his emotions cold and unapologetic while his hand shifted from Sunoo’s hair to his cheek, squeezing his jaw with bruising force and his thumb pressed painfully into his skin.

Sunoo winced, his vision blurring from the tears. He could feel the bruises already forming under Heeseung’s fingers. His entire body shook with the effort to escape, but the grip Heeseung had on him was unyielding.

"Let go of me!" Sunoo cried out, his voice breaking as he shoved against Heeseung’s chest with all his might. Using every ounce of strength he had, he managed to push Heeseung just enough to scramble backward, retreating to the corner of the bed. He pressed himself against the headboard, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

“How dare you push me back?” Heeseung growled, his voice deepening with an almost primal anger. His eyes burned with rage as he slowly stood up, towering over Sunoo like a predator stalking it's prey.

Sunoo’s heart pounded in his chest, the blood rushing to his ears as Heeseung's looming figure made his skin crawl. His fingers clenched the sheets beneath him, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. Heeseung had never looked more terrifying and the realization hit him like a ton of bricks — this was no longer love.