𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 [𝘠𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘣𝘪𝘯]

7

Heading downstairs, and sprinting to the kitchen. As soon as he reached, he quickly went through the drawers, fumbling with the things inside. Searching for knives, or anything that could protect himself. 

Much to his dismay, he heard fast footsteps running down the stairs and the footsteps were heading to his direction.

Soobin swallowed dryly and looked around trying to find a hiding spot. His eyes were wide and shaky, the fear of not surviving is getting to him. 

No time, the footsteps were coming closer... and closer..

"Fuck fuck fuck-" He mumbled to himself, frantically looking around. 

Seunghun on the other hand was grinning as he ran downstairs, across the other rooms to the kitchen. He halted, his grin turning into a frown. Annoyed he trudged around the kitchen, scraping the knife against the marble counter as he slowly looked around with eyes that are filled with killing... and lust.

"Come out Binnie.. stop hiding and make this easy for me aight?" He mumbled in a sweet yet evil tone.

Meanwhile, Soobin had his hand over his mouth. Eyes shaky as he looked through the tiny crack in between the closed cabinet doors. Slight light shined on the scared boy's brown, watery eyes. He pulled his knees in closer to his chest, luckily, he could fit into the cabinet under his island table. Though, it is pretty claustrophobic. He had no choice.

He could hear the ear raping sound of knife screeching against the marble counters and the footsteps.

"Come the fuck out, don't play this shit anymore Soobin." 

He heard. A tear escaped his eye as his breath hitched. He watched silently as a shadow passed by the cabinet and slowly, the footsteps were disappearing. Soobin slowly pulled his hand away from his mouth as he shakily sighed in relief. He shakily breathed out and mastered the courage to slowly open the cabinet door, peeking out, no one. 

It's now or never. He thought.

Quickly, he crawled out of the cabinet and lucky for him, he saw a bat sitting in the corner of the kitchen, near the fridge. His eyes widened and ran to grab it, he was about to run out of the kitchen when his ex appeared out of nowhere scaring the shit out of him. He halted. His heartbeat increased as cold sweat dripped down from his forehead. They were standing right in front of each other. One holding a knife and one holding a bat. One fearing for his life while one just smiled. 

He's fucked.

Seunghun smiled widely, creepily. Staring at the younger with psychotic eyes. 

"Found you~" 

A chasing game had just started. 

"Fuck! Get away you fucking psycho!" Soobin screamed, throwing ceramic mugs at the other who's charging at him. Soobin ran around the island kitchen, opposite of where his ex is and threw more mugs, aiming at him. Which did help. 

Mugs breaking into pieces were heard, screams and groans too. 

Seunghun held his cheek, hissing at the cut he got from the broken pieces of the mug. His arms and were also littered with small scratches. While Seunghun was distracted, Soobin took his chance and gripped his bat tightly. Walking around the island table, slowly inching closer to his ex. He swung his bat against Seunghun's back creating a loud 'whack' sound. 

"AH fuck!" 

While his ex was in pain, he dashed out of the kitchen and ran past the living room, making a sharp corner turn and headed into the laundry room. After locking the door, he slumped onto the ground, on his knees, panting heavily as he stared up at the locked door.