I sat there dumbfounded on Yeonjun's couch. He offered me drinks which I politely declined because I felt too frustrated to accept anything at this moment.
After Wonwoo talked to Yeonjun, both of us went back to our apartment. He offered to make me come inside his apartment to talk and as for this moment I did not feel like talking
As he stirs some coffee in his kitchen, he then spoke softly,
"I know you have alot to ask."
Oh heck yeah! How do you think I felt when I heard that you were one of the experimented kids from that evil oganization?
"Who exactly are you? No, is your name even your real name? How did you escape such a place?"
Before I knew it all of my words spat out uncontrollably which might have left Yeonjun dumbfounded. After a moment of silence, I realized I was overreacting as I spoke,
"Sorry.. I didn't mean to lush out on you like that. I'm sorry I just.. It was really hard to believe."
Yeonjun looked at me as he smiled softly, and God did it hurt so bad that he was just smiling even though the past must have hurt him so much.
"You have alot to ask and I'll try to answer all of them. So relax first, and let me bring this coffee to you okay?"
I merely nodded. Maybe I did have alot of questions to ask and maybe I'll take some coffee for awhile.- -
Yeonjun sat at the opposite side of the couch, holding his coffee mug in his hands. He looked at me with a light smile.
"Talk to me?" He asked. More like requested.
I sat there silently, collecting some of my thoughts before I replied.
"Are you okay?" Was the only words that had come out of my mouth.
Yeonjun lowered his head, looking over his half empty mug.
"Hm. What can I say... It was hellish? Well, it was like hell itself. I couldn't quite determine if I was in my right state of mind while I was living there. Or worse, if they drove me half crazy on that plain white metal room. So I guess I'm not okay."Beomgyu furrowed his eyebrows as he sighed heavily.
"Don't joke about it, please? I want to know what happened. From the beginning."
Yeonjun shook his head,
"No, no, I can't. I just, I can't yet. I'm not prepared, as well as you are. You won't even believe anything I'll say."
Beomgyu scoffed, quite loudly.
"Is everything even believable now? People tend to decieve, just to take advantage of that person, and you! You are one of the victims. I don't know, how do I know if we're not getting deceived? If I'm not?"Silence had filled accross the room. The words lingered through Yeonjun's mind like an echoing cave, repeating the words over and over again.
'How do I know if we're not getting deceived? If I'm not?'The thoughts came into a blur. And then...
It suddenly became clear.
Like water.
He spoke,
"You're not."
It was a lie.
"You're not getting deceived."
A lie.
Yeonjun can't comprehend his thoughts as he feels guilty for deceiving Beomgyu about his identity. If this is how he reacts about his real self, how would he react to his other self, 'KOU'?
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•IBTTBL• [Yeonggyu]
ActionA Beomjun story, wherein Yeonjun is a serial killer on the loose, and Beomgyu is a secret agent on a mission to kill him. Will they fight, to kill each other, or will they fight for their love? -Story Closed Temporarily-