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4. once unscathed

"Hongjoong will come for me and you won't end well." The black-haired male hissed earning a humorless laugher from his captor.

Han ran his tongue across his lips, causing them to glisten in the dim light of the room, before he took in another dosage of smoke from the cigarette that was until then resting between his fingers.

"You're an adorable little thing." His voice came out raspier than normal due to the smoke that was still partially stuck in his throat. That was until he lowered himself to Seonghwa's face and breathed out the last bits, taking in the view as the latter started coughing when the smoke clogged his nose and mouth, making him feel suffocated.

Han waited until the man under him significantly calmed down before he flicked the cigarette from in between his lips and pressed the red hot end to Seonghwa's once unscathed skin.

Seonghwa's body tensed from the pain that was running through his whole torso and enabled him from breathing properly.

He wished nothing more than to go home, back to his Hongjoong. Back to the others. He never really realized how much they meant to him until there was the possibility he could never see them ever again, or anyone else for that matter.

He was terrified of what could happen to him. From what his boyfriend had told him he knew that Han was capable of dreadful things and he surely didn't want to find out to what extent would his captor be willing to go.

Han retorted his hand back from the latter, throwing the cigarette bud on the floor before the same hand grabbed Seonghwa's hair at the top of his head, pushing him more into the mattress.

"Truly breathtaking," he said, lowering himself even closer to the pouting male who's body was still slightly trembling from pain and his wound throbbing.

"That body of yours is so tempting..." He leaned down to his ear, connecting his lips with the tender skin under the latter's earlobe. "No wonder he's so eager to have you." He hummed before harshly biting down on the skin which earned a muffled scream from the latter and a soft whimper that only made Han almost purr in satisfaction.

"He's going to kill you." Seonghwa groaned though the pain that was now consuming his whole body, drawing an amused laughter from the latter. "Oh is he?"

"You're in no place to be talking to me in such a way sweetheart, you're so lucky I'm in a good mood, or you'd be six feet under already." He straightened up once again and shook his head in disappointment.

"Unfortunately for you lovely, you won't get a piece of me, because your Hongjoong promised me a compensation." Smiling as he watched the black haired male squirm in pain he ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

To say he didn't feel full filled after causing fear and pain to his victims would be a lie, but did he truly feel like that because he was a heartless monster..?

There isn't evil without a cause. His was buried in the deepest corner of his mind, resurfacing only when triggered or when he was left alone with his thoughts.

Those were the times he wished he wouldn't be so alone in this big terrifying world. But those were the things that he would never bring himself to admit even to himself, the more so out loud.

Seonghwa's breathing quickened at the empty expression on Han's face. He had experienced a very similar situation a few times before and it just ended up with bruises and cuts all over his body.

"P-please." He pushed out through his tightened throat and scooted up on the bed to get away as much as he could. To his surprise Han only looked away tucking his hands in his pockets and turned around to leave the room.