Never | Lee Haechan

His reasons pt.1⚠️

"I want to be with you, it is as simple as complicated as that,"

- Charles Bukowaski

Playlist

Kick it - NCT127
Him & I - G-Eazy, Halsey
Can we kiss forever - Kina, Adriana Proenza
It's you - Henry

(this chapter isn't proofread sorry-)

Disclaimer: ⚠️ violence, assault, blood, etc

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Taeyeon had left a few hours ago. Jiae felt a lot more energised and relaxed though. Enough to be able to stay alone. The girl mostly stayed in her room, binge watching a series she'd been looking forward to all summer. Often, it was easier for her to watch all of the episodes at once than watch them one at a time - she was too much of a curious bitch to sit through a wait.

Jiae was comfortably chilling in her duvet when she heard the sound of the main door unlocking and there was racous noises followed by muffled strangles. With concern and apprehension, the girl cautiously left the soft mattress that was engulfing her and pattered her feet out of her door.

It was dark and everything was just as she had left it. Even the food on the table and glass of water stayed in place. The nightstand in the corner of the living room which was lighting the area in a yellow soft warmth. She then took note of the distant voice of a man coming from the slightly cracked open door that revealed a stair well. She bit her lips down, ruminating on whether to head downstairs or walk back to her room— recalling what Haechan had specifically told her.

"Since it's your place, you've got any specific rules?"

The brunette simply shrugged, unbothered as he got up from the couch to saunter to the kitchen, "Not really. I already know you keep clean so- oh wait," he abruptly stopped in his tracks and turned around with a grim look, eyes hardened, "Don't go downstairs unless I take you there myself,"

"Okay geez why you gotta make it sound like a threat?" She uncomfortably tried to laugh the sudden drop in his mood away but it didn't exactly work.

"It sounds like one cause it is one,"

Just then a loud shriek travelled up from downstairs making her gulp nervously.

What if it's an intruder?

Her stomach did a sickening twist as her feet instinctively, and inquisitively, took her down the compact stairwell. It was most white and grey which eventually lead to a dead end with three different doors, one straight ahead, one on the right and the other on the left. One of the door were left slightly open and presumably that's where the noise had come from.

What she saw was what she wished she could unsee. Haechan stood leaned against a wooden table, unruffled and coldly played with a little circular device in his hands which had four buttons on it.

"The camera. You did it. Why did you and who made you do it?" He asked to the man infront of him that Jiae didn't have a full view of but from the feet that she saw of the man, she could tell he was tied to what appeared to be a metallic chair.