Shadows of Obsession

Chapter 14: The Beautiful Work

Seojun blinked awake, a dull throbbing pain radiating from his head. As he slowly regained his senses, the realization of his surroundings sent a chill down his spine. He found himself in a dimly lit room filled with an assortment of sharp knives, gleaming needles, and other horrifying tools—each one more menacing than the last. The air was thick with an unsettling tension, and an eerie silence enveloped him.

As he turned his head, he spotted Suho standing in front of him, a twisted smirk playing on his lips. Rather than feeling frightened, a strange thrill coursed through Seojun's veins. There was something exhilarating about the situation, an unexpected rush that left him breathless.

"Ah, you're finally awake," Suho said, his voice smooth and almost teasing. "I was beginning to think I'd have to wait forever."

Seojun met his gaze, a smirk creeping onto his face. "What's all this?" he asked, gesturing to the grim décor surrounding them. "Planning a little arts and crafts project?"

Suho chuckled, his eyes glinting with a manic energy. "You could say that. I will remember you as my most beautiful work of art, Seojun." He stepped closer, a screwdriver in hand. "Don't worry. I'll make you into a beautiful doll. You'll be perfect."

Seojun leaned back against the cold wall, his heart racing with excitement rather than fear. "You think I'd make a good doll?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. "You must have pretty low standards."

Suho tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. "You have no idea how beautiful you really are. Your eyes... they're far too lovely to ruin." He raised the screwdriver menacingly, aiming it towards Seojun's left eye. Just as he was about to plunge it in, he paused, his expression changing.

"You know what? Your eyes are too beautiful for that," Suho said, lowering the tool reluctantly. "Maybe we'll skip that for now."

Seojun couldn't help but laugh, the absurdity of the situation sinking in. "This is quite the compliment, Suho. You have a funny way of expressing it."

Undeterred, Suho shifted tactics, moving the screwdriver towards Seojun's lips. "And these..." he mused, his tone serious. "They're too good to cut. I couldn't ruin something so exquisite."

Seojun could see Suho's frustration bubbling beneath the surface as he paced back and forth, running his fingers through his hair. "Why is it that I can't bring myself to ruin you?" Suho pouted, dropping the screwdriver onto the table with a clatter.

Then, in a surprising move, Suho hopped onto Seojun's lap, wrapping his arms around Seojun's neck as if he were seeking comfort. "Seriously, Seojun," he said, his voice a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "Why are you so beautiful that I can't even cut you or take out your organs?"

Seojun's smirk widened as he wrapped his arms around Suho's waist, pulling him closer. "Maybe I'm just that good looking," he teased, his heart racing at the closeness. "But if it helps, I'd rather not be a doll. How about you just keep me as I am?"

Suho pouted, looking adorably frustrated. "Hmm, that's not going to work for me."

"Then what's your plan, Suho?" Seojun asked, feigning innocence.

After a moment of contemplation, Suho's expression softened slightly, a flicker of vulnerability breaking through his manic exterior. "Okay, how about this? I'll drop the plan to cut you up... but only if you agree to give me lots of cuddles."

Seojun's heart swelled with a mix of affection and amusement. "Cuddles? Is that your master plan?" he asked, laughing.

"Absolutely," Suho replied, a grin breaking through his earlier frustration. "You have to agree! It's a deal."

"Alright, I'm in," Seojun said, grinning back. "Just don't think I'll be your doll."

Suho leaned in, resting his forehead against Seojun's. "Deal. No dolling up," he whispered, the thrill of danger still crackling in the air between them, but now replaced with a warmth that made everything feel a little more grounded.