js - hush pt.2

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continuation from ↳ ❝ [𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗵 ; 𝗷𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗸 ] ❞

『 ↳✧・゚ ; tw: none? fluff,







you hear the rumble of the thunder outside the window as you stood before the stove, one hand stirring the contents with the electric whisk while the other scrolling through your phone, checking the recipe of the chocolate cake jinsik had wanted to eat so badly.

without warning, an arm sneaked around your waist, and you jumped and dropped your phone, surprised. a low chuckle from behind you tells you it's jinsik, and you let out a shaky breath, a hand on your chest before you relaxed.

"good evening to you too, darling. what are you making?" with his arms still around your waist, jinsik bent down to pick up the phone. "chocolate cake? for me?" he read the words on the screen, and you nodded, putting the whisk down and turning around.

jinsik was wearing a black outfit from head to toe. you frowned, raising your sleeve to wipe the blood splatter from his cheek.

"oh dear, i made a mess of myself, haven't i?" jinsik frowned, touching his cheek and glancing at the blood on your sleeve.

you should really be careful. what if junie sees you? you signed rapidly, giving him a small tap on his nose. and that annoying detective who keeps an eye on me in the shop... it's really uncomfortable!

"im sorry, darling. but you know i get carried away while hunting.." jinsik pouted. "besides, it's been a long time since i have hunted for something fresh."

i know, but really! your lips were pursed together and you put your hands on your hip. at least try to be more careful?

jinsik merely rest his chin on your shoulder. "m'kay. i will." he nuzzled slightly into your skin, arms wrapping around you tighter. "i love you, darling."

your cheeks flushed at his words. you tapped his shoulder slightly, moving away from him and signed the words i love you too.

at this point, you don't really even care that jinsik is a serial killer or a psychopath. what matters most is that he loves you, and you love him back too.

at first he will make you watch him kill. he would drag you out into the rain, making you stand under the umbrella and watch him stab random victims. a part of you feel disgusted and repulsed, but there was no hatred or fear towards jinsik.

he had you wrapped around his fingers.

jinsik is still respectful. he never forces you to kill with him, only making you watch occasionally.

because by making you watch him kill, you and him are technically in the same boat.

not that you're complaining, anyway.





440 words



a/n:
my laptop broke down and im in the middle of a freaking assessment and i cannot do my documents without my laptop. can't write in peace too (i prefer using my laptop to write rather than phone, i'm so slow here. ):)


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