Sweetheart (Minsung)

24. Moon Through the Window

TW: Graphic Description

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Jisung scrolls through his phone, curled up on the couch with a random show playing in the background. His head snaps up at the sound of the front door being flung open. Eun walks through holding a bloody faced man with his hands tied behind his back.

The elder looks to his boyfriend, pausing his footsteps for a moment.

"Come on! Help me with this fucker!" He yells, continuing to drag him to the basement. Unsure, the younger follows. He's never been one to help with the torturing aspect of when they capture criminals. The blood always smelt too strong, and the screams pierced his ears to haunt his dreams for days after.

Jisung followed the shouting down into the basement, immediately slinking into the corner and watching Eun tie the guy up. Around the room were tables full of different weapons, knifes, axes, chainsaws, hammers, some he couldn't even name.

This was the part they kept secret.

The part that would ruin Eun's perfect facade.

The boy snapped from his thoughts at the first scream, a pocketknife having been stabbed into his thigh. He flinches as it's twisted around, making the other guy yell out in agony.

"Tell. Me. Who. You. Work for!" The elder spits out, stepping away and leaving in the knife. The other grits his teeth, sneering up at him.

"No." He replies. Jisung steps forward slightly.

"Um, what did he do?" He squeaks out, shuffling back when both snap their heads to him.

"I found him and his friends trying to break into the apartment next door." He pulls up the guy's sleeve, revealing a circle tattoo with intersecting lines and other random symbols.

"He's part of the gang I've been chasing down for years." The boy processes what he says.

"Doesn't Mr. Park live there?" The criminal grins, his head falling back as he lets out a laugh. Eun grabs the knife, twisting it and watching his laugh turn into another scream.

"Tell me where to find your leader!" He asks again, menacingly grabbing a hammer from nearby when the other doesn't answer. He leans his hand against the chair, holding the hammer up for him to see.

"I'm going to break every one of the bones in your hands if you don't answer." He threatens. The guy stays silent before grinning at him and spitting in his eye. Eun steps back, angrily wiping his face. He lifts his arm up, quickly bringing it down onto his hand.

An ear-splitting scream exits the criminal's lungs making Jisung slide down the wall. He buries his face in his hands, not wanting to witness anymore. The sounds of bones cracking reach his ears even though he covers them.

"Oh look, your pretty little boyfriend doesn't want to see this." The criminal laughs. Eun looks over, stomping towards him and pulling him up.

"Come on. You need to grow up and get used to this." He pulls him to stand in front of the grinning man. When Jisung sees his twisted and deformed hands he freezes, not even realizing the hammer being placed into his grasp. A warm breath on his ear catches his attention.

"Now it's your turn." The elder whispers, slowly stepping away. He glances back at his boyfriend unsurely and gulps at the creepy smile he receives. When he turns back to the trapped man, he smirks.

"Go on. Do it." He says, Jisung raises the hammer shakily above his head and closes his eyes. He brings it down, hard and fast but stops just above his hand, dropping it to the floor with a clatter instead.

"I can't do it." He starts repeatedly mumbling, starting to back up. Eun wraps his arms around his waist from behind.

"It's important, you can choose another weapon if you'd like."

"But I don't want to." He replies, eyes not leaving the criminal. His boyfriend leaves and picks up another knife, smirking at how it shines in the small amount of light from a window. He stands beside the man, pushing the blade into his skin as he looks at Jisung.

"Like this." He tells him, starting to drag the weapon along his skin, blood dripping out onto the floor. The tied-up man yells and tries to move away but only worsens the pain as he presses up into the blade.

Eun walks to the younger and hands him the knife.

"He isn't giving us any information, so just finish him off." He whispers, guiding his hand to the man and helping him press the tip to his chest.

"All you have to do is push. That's it." His boyfriend explains gently. His hands leave the boy's, allowing him room to do it himself. Jisung starts to push the weapon but stops quickly, trying to remove the blade but getting stopped and his hand put back. He looks to the side.

"I'll help you." Eun holds the younger's hand in his own and pushes the blade into the criminal's skin. A scream makes the boy flinch, but he can't let go. when the screaming stops and the man falls silent, the elder let's go of his hands. 

Jisung falls silent, just staring at the dead body in front of him.

"Can you deal with the body? I'm going to wash up." Eun says, leaving the room. The boy feels empty, as if a part of him has just been ripped out. He walks forward, removing the weapons stuck in his skin, then taking of the restraints. He pulls him from the chair, dragging the body to a door in the corner of the basement. 

Jisung opens the freezer and pulls the body inside, dropping it on the floor and leaving. He locks it up and goes to the dirty knives, taking them upstairs. The boy washes them and puts them back where they were from before having a shower and going to bed.

He tries to sleep, but whenever he closes his eyes, the image of the man screaming and bleeding appear in his mind. His agonizing yells ring throughout his head, not letting him have peace. Jisung wants it to stop, but it won't. 

The boy gets up, positioning himself to sit on some pillows near the window, resting his head on his arms and looking up at the moon.

Is Minho looking at the moon?