Psycho | SEVENTEEN FF [ON HOLD]

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Minghaos POV:
I continue to glide the knife, from his forearm to the side of his nap, applying more pressure so that it creates more marks.

He was drenched in both dry and fresh sweat. I remove the gag from his mouth, so he could be able to speak.

He breathes heavily in relief, and coughs out blood before looking up at me.

"W-Why don't you just kill me now? It's already been over a month, I can't take this anymore!" He screams out of frustration.

I shake my head at this, unbothered. "That's boring, my guy. You still have a month and a half left, until that happens. Until then, you still have to play with me." I fake whine. He shook his head swiftly in disagreement.

"Y-You're disgusting, how can y-you be this c-cruel?"

I chuckle in amazement at this. "I'm glad you think so. I take that as a compliment." I say, before looking at him straight in the eyes darkly.

He gulped.

"How about we play a game? Since you've been here for over a month, you should know more about me, right? One wrong answer equals a poke with a needle. Sounds fun, right?" I smirk, as I go to the cabinet, and grab a box with thick sharp needles inside.

I see the man weeping terribly, as I walk back towards him. I grab a chair, and sit down in front of him, leaving almost no gap between us.

"Save your tears for the game. Let's get started."

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"Beep! Wrong answer!" I say sassily, and pushed the needle deep into his collarbone, making him groan, before pulling it back out.

I swipe the oozing blood with my thumbs, and putting it in my mouth to taste the blood. I moan out of pleasure and disgust.

"Aww man, you taste like shit. Too bad, otherwise I could've taken out most of your blood." I fake whine, making him feel nauseous at my words.

"Oh wait, do you want to try? To see how shitty you taste?" I ask like a kid who's ready to show his new toy to his parents. He shakes his head, clearly not wanting to try, but I don't give a fuck at all.

I grab another needle. "Hmm, as I'm feeling generous today, I think I should take some blood here." I stab the needle deep in his waist, before pulling it out. I swipe it on my thumb, and smudge it on his lips.

"Lick it unless you want another round of needles." I threaten, as I see him cautiously licking his lips to taste his own blood.