One hit [Gangjae]

SOLD MIND

I didn't know where I was I just wanted to get out of here before I last another day, did anyone even try to look for me? "This is so annoying for me. The constant phone calls you keep getting was tiring so I had to destroy your phone." Gangjae smirked, my eyebrows rose up as I looked at him. "You know they could have already tracked me by now, right?"

"That's why we're moving somewhere else, somewhere people will start to forget about you."

"I won't kill you. Just if you..mess up once more I will." He added while lifting my chin forcing me to look at him, "You're so sick." All he did was look away with a smile on his face, "You make everything so damn easy for me."

The second before I knew I was pushed on the ground as he went on top of me pulling my shirt up a bit while grabbing out his small pocket knife carving the old tattoo sign from 'Dongcheon's gym' The old tattoo was on the left side of my stomach but I had burned it years ago, Gangjae carving it while tracing it seemed easy for him. The knife was pretty deep which kept causing me to scream and try to push him off which only made it worse for me. "Will you listen now? Once people see this marked on you they'll suspect you..they'll come for you." Gangjae chuckled while looking up at me.

My head was tilted back on the wall while pressing my hands into the sides of my head, then he stopped so suddenly forcing me to look down at my stomach- tons of blood spilled down which caused me to feel uneasy.

"Dammit...You won this time, huh." I softly laughed as my eyelids began to feel heavy; trying to resist Gangjae sat up from squatting as he forced me up onto my legs. I could rarely balance or move due to how much everything hurt, I winced every move. "Poor Myeong couldn't get her way today." He pouted while patting the right side of my cheek.

I collapsed to the ground. Hard.

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Pain flooded my body the second I woke up, the room was familiar and had a familiar smell leading to me back in the room I stayed in for a while here, Gangjae was leaning against the door staring at me like he wanted to choke me out. I groaned just by trying to sit up, my stomach was all patched together while the blood stench was still getting to me, then that I felt like I was starving.

I kept glancing up at Gangjae, his tattoos distracted me so much a long with his chest, it's like he had gotten closer to me...considering he was standing right in front of me now. I could feel his breath getting close to me as he placed himself on the same bed I was on, I couldn't help myself as I reached a hand out and traced his neck tattoos along with me tracing the scar that was across his face.

"Look at what you're doing to me." I whispered to him, Gangjae bit his lip for a second while looking straight into my eyes making me flinch a bit.

What am I doing? What was he doing?

I then placed my hands in my lap while Gangjae sat up a bit placing me to lay myself down on my back as he placed himself over me analyzing my body language...he had a grin on his face which made me feel nervous all over.

"Good thing I didn't kill you back there." He laughed, I didn't reply as my eyes were too focused on his, the more I looked at him the more my eyes kept going to his lips. "I kinda want to kiss you but- would that be wrong?" I asked while placing my hand on his cheek, his response was just him leaning closer to my face placing his lips onto mine making my eyes widen a bit before slowly closing them.

What have I done? I can't fall in love with him, right? Maybe just...one hit from him was enough for this.