𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 [𝘠𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘣𝘪𝘯]

8

Soobin yelped as he was slammed against the wall, a hand around his neck in a tight grip. He grabbed onto the hand trying to pry Seunghun's hand, he was losing oxygen as he kept squirming, sobbing and choking. 

"Guess what? I'm going to kill you and rape your little slutty body." He said, sending chills down the sobbing boy's spine. Seunghun chuckled, his grip tightened a little more, enjoying the sight happening in front of him as he watched the younger struggle to free himself. 

Just like a butterfly stuck in a container. 

Soobin's vision started to blur but luck was on his side, with one last kick, it unexpectedly kicked Seunghun's knee causing him to let go off the younger from the sudden action. He groaned and took in the pain for a few seconds before glaring at the younger who's coughing and catching his breath. 

It happened really fast. 

Without Soobin knowing, a knife was striked towards him. But with his fast reaction, he fell down to the right side avoiding the knife that was stabbed into the wall, right beside his head. 

He heard a growl and the knife was pulled back. He knew, that he had to try his hardest as he's caged. 

The knife came striking towards him again but this time he quickly stood up straight and pushed himself off the wall turning to the left side, his body leaning against the wall for support as he almost lost his balance. His heart rate and pants increased. More sweat were forming on both boys as one tries to kill and the other tries to survive.

Soobin glanced at the open door and pushed himself off the wall to run- but was once again pulled back by his ex. Letting out a yelp as his back was harshly met with the wall. Seunghun held Soobin's shoulder with one hand tightly, his angered and lusted yet psychotic eyes staring intensely at him. 

The knife was once again brought back up and aimed at the younger's eyes.

He screamed, quickly holding his ex's wrist tightly with both his hand, resisting as hard as he can. More tears streamed down his face, the knife was few inches away from his eye. Both of their hands were shaking from the amount of force exerted. One forcing and one resisting.

"P-lease no.." He whispered out shakily, his vision blurry from the tears. He could feel his strength slowly losing, but he noticed a white bottle beside him on the washing machine. He blinked away his tears, immediately using one hand to get the detergent bottle while the other held onto his ex's wrist. 

Since the detergent bottle was near him, he grabbed it and swung it against Seunghun's head, he watched as he stumbled back in pain, holding his head in pain. Soobin was glad that the detergent bottle was still quite full. 

In panic, he briefly kicked Seunghun in the nuts and threw the bottle at him before dashing out of the laundry room, running across the living room and when he saw the door, his eyes sparkled and a slight relief washed over him. 

He was getting closer.

A little bit more and he could run away from his crazy ex. 

But luck just wasn't by his side this time. 

"Ah-! g-get off me!"