Shadows of Obsession

Chapter 12: The Unraveling

The next day cast a dark shadow over the school. The usual sounds of laughter and chatter were replaced by quiet whispers and worried glances. Students gathered in small groups, huddled around their phones, exchanging news about a girl's dead body that had been found. The girl was Lim Jukyung.

As the grim details surfaced, a sense of unease settled over the students. Jukyung had met a cruel fate, her life cut short in a shocking and brutal manner. The atmosphere buzzed with speculation. Who could do such a thing? How could something so horrific happen here?

In a cozy apartment just a few blocks away, Suho and Seojun lounged together on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, sharing lazy morning moments. They exchanged soft kisses and playful banter, completely absorbed in each other. Sunlight poured in through the windows, creating a warm, inviting atmosphere that felt like a safe haven.

But their peaceful moment shattered when the news broke across the television. The news anchor's voice turned serious, detailing the tragic events surrounding Jukyung's death.

Suho's gaze shifted to the screen, curiosity piqued rather than fear gripping him. "Is that... Jukyung?" he asked, his tone calm, almost detached.

"Yeah, looks like it," Seojun replied, flicking through channels as if the news didn't faze him at all.

Suho leaned back, absorbing the information with a cool demeanor. "I wonder who did it," he mused aloud, his voice steady. There was no fear in his eyes—only intrigue.

Seojun raised an eyebrow, glancing back at Suho. "You think it could be someone from school?" He paused, smirking slightly. "Or maybe it was me?"

Suho turned to him, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth. "You? Really?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I doubt you'd go that far."

Instead of answering, Seojun leaned closer, a sly smile spreading across his face. He pressed a soft kiss to Suho's lips, their connection undeniable. "Come on, babe," he said softly, his voice low and inviting. "Let's not think about that. We have better things to do."

With that, Seojun swept Suho into his arms, carrying him effortlessly toward the bedroom. Suho felt a thrill race through him—not fear, but excitement. They entered the room, and the outside world faded away, replaced by the warmth and intensity of their desire.

Seojun laid Suho down gently on the bed, their lips meeting again in a passionate kiss. The chaos of the outside world melted away as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies entwined and breaths mingling.

But even in the heat of the moment, Suho felt a strange calmness wash over him. The news about Jukyung didn't shake him; if anything, it seemed to heighten his senses. He pulled back slightly, searching Seojun's eyes. "Are you really okay with all this?" he asked, his voice steady and curious.

Seojun chuckled lightly, brushing a strand of hair from Suho's forehead. "Why wouldn't I be? It's just one less distraction for us, right?" His grin was playful, but there was a sharp glint in his eyes that made Suho's heart race. "Besides, you know I'll always protect you, don't you?"

Suho nodded, feeling reassured by Seojun's confidence. "Yeah, I know," he said, his tone light and teasing. "But still... it's a bit shocking, isn't it?"

Seojun leaned in closer, capturing Suho's lips in another kiss, silencing any lingering doubts. "Let's just enjoy our time together," he murmured, his voice a soft caress.

With that, they fell back into their rhythm, their bodies moving together as the outside world faded away. The news of Jukyung's death became a distant echo, overshadowed by the heat of their connection.

Suho couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom in the chaos. He reveled in the excitement of being with Seojun, even as he acknowledged the darkness surrounding them. The thrill of their relationship felt intoxicating, a blend of passion and danger that ignited something deep within him.