Butterflies | Chan ✓

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Third Person
Pov

      “Come on Junnie, I've been craving you for weeks.”

The brunet had spent all night drinking with her flatmate. It was no stranger to anyone that Chan never sleeps and this time, he managed to drag her into his shenanigans. She had finally caught some shut eye around six in the morning and spent all day sleeping in, only to get up extremely late for work. When she got to the club, a brunet she frequently see next to Hajoon came searching for her, disclosing that the person she hated the most, wanted to see her.

“I want to go see Yuna first,” Minjun hated the position she was in so much. It was the usual whenever he was aroused. Straddling her and locking both her hands above her head.

Ever since they were younger and she longed for when it would finally be over. She knew that day would come, a day she would finally lose her senses and impale his heart out with a blade.

Hajoon pressed a light kiss on her lips, pulling away with a frown. “I'm afraid you won't be seeing Yunnie again,” he sighed, taking in how confused Minjun looked.

“What does that mean? You can't stop me from seeing my sister! You haven't unlocked that level of stupidity yet.”

The black haired leaned down, resting his body of hers. “Why do I like you this much?” he huffed, letting go of her hands. “I would've easily killed whoever said that to me.”

“Then kill me,” Minjun seethed.

“Not a chance,” Hajoon scoffed, finally getting off the brunette with a gloomy sigh. He sauntered to the desk by the window, his steps drab. “I sold Yuna.”

“What do you mean?” Minjun sat up, tossing her shirt he had ripped. Hajoon was completely insane, he couldn't possibly mean that, right? He just wanted to scare her, maybe she was being too harsh on him and he wanted to make her behave again. So many thoughts raced through Minjun's mind, her eyes getting welled up with tears. “Min Hajoon!”

The black haired refused to turn back, his grip on the table tightening. He knew he had pushed the limits this time, what he did was out of anger and enormous jealousy that weighed his heart down.

He never really wanted them to be separated and had worked extra hard to avoid that ever since they were younger. They had already gone through enough, having believed that their parents died in an accident. But that was aldo fabricated, Hajoon's parents had staged the whole thing, they knew Minjun was there and purposefully said that, to cover up the fact that their parents were murdered by them and both girls were now their property to use however they liked.

But they were so little, of no use.

“Stop yelling,” Hajoon turned to her. “It's all your fault. You think I wouldn't notice your little service with Chan?”

“He was a customer! And I was only doing my job.”

“Exactly my point, I've given you too much freedom,” in a fit of blind rage, Hajoon had auction Yuna off to the highest bidder, but he regretted that. He should've been more patient and organized a better one with their partners, so she'd have a buyer that wasn't even in Korea, completely annihilating Minjun's chances of ever seeing her sister.

He had been meaning to do this, cut off any form of distraction and then revoke any connection Minjun had with the outside world, so she'd only focus on him. After all, he did own her.

“Where is Yuna?” Minjun could tell he wasn't joking, he wasn't the kind that jest like that, especially with this expression on.

Hajoon reached his hand out, wiping away the tears that kept rolling down her cheeks. “I'm sorry, I keep hurting you.”

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Took me five hours to write these four chapters, I need to sleep

Or I'ma die
I'm not fucking kidding

Never have I ever: screamed during a scary movie.

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