FLUFF | SMUT | Unprotected Sex | Kissing Murder | Biting | Confession | RickKid Heeseung | Praise | Slight Choking | Song: Chaconne |
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Your chauffeur drove you till your shared home, as you try your best to clear your mind of today's work.
Some problems occured at work and you were tasked with figuring out a solution for it. which you did, but even with the mission accomplished your mind is still stressing about it.
Talk about involuntarily overworking.
Taking off your shoes, you instantly head to the bathroom to wash hands and face, before walking into your walk in closet to find the most comfortable clothing you own to rot in at home, now that it's friday.
Although the silence of the house is quite comforting, along with the gentle pitter-patter of the rain outside, you feel as though you're missing something.
Something so fundamental in your life that it would truly be a sin if you forgot.
In this cute—but very modern and expensive—house with people attending to your every need and a hidden reserved reputation of glory, breathing the same air as chaebols is truly life changing.
Late at night, an hour past midnight, moon so bright and full tonight, with rain falling as replacement for your tears, you just enjoy the quietude for a while.
Laying back down on your bed, duvet so soft it's as if you're melting into a cloud—solving your back pain, solving your sleepless nights and cathcing your frustrated tears—and gaze up at the chandelier in the middle of your bedroom.
And then it hits you.
"Where the fuck is Heeseung???" You wonder, sitting up straight, reaching over to the bedside table to grab your phone, but you accidentally clicked on youtube, so you kinda of got trapped in the shorts and forgot about your main quest of calling Hee.
It wasn't unusual of him to be out at night. He just needs to ride his stress of by riding that motorbike of his and all that jazz, but with all of these serial killings on the rise, you fear for his safety even more.
"The Real Life Vampire" is how the media dubbed this case. Bodies of men have been popping up all around Seoul. Dead men who have done horrible deeds, but have yet to be caught or cannot be caught by the corrupt police. Their bodies are always found around full moons, with their jugular veins being punctured by two thin needle sized holes. No finger prints or anything identifyiable left on the bodies.
A weird analogy was that all the victims are actually perpatrators that sexually assulted women and children.
Many people, you included, find him to be the Dark Knight or Anti-Hero of the modern century. Somw deranged people on Tik-Tok have made fan fics and other crazy dark romance plots.
Honestly, you don't really find this serial killer to be much of a threat. I mean, murder is bad, yes, but raping someone should also be equivalent of murder and many rapists get away with it.
So, maybe an hour passes? Or two? Maybe half an hour? I don't know and neither, but you hear the front door unlock downstairs.
There only individual who is allowed to walk in and out of your house without any prior notices.
You jump out of bed and rush down to see the love of your life walking into your cleaned shared house all drenched and dirtied like a wet dog.
"So, where have you been?" You march down, arms crossed inspecting your hermit of a charming boyfriend.
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