Author's pov..
Minho's laugh echoed through the dimly lit room, a sound that felt almost unnatural in the tense atmosphere.
It was mocking, cruel, and it fueled Junseo's anger even more.
"Do you really think you betrayed me with Jisung?" Minho's voice was dripping with amusement. "Bro, I was his stalker... I knew this all along."
The laughter continued, a constant reminder of everything that had unraveled.
Junseo's grip tightened around the knife in his hand, and his patience was quickly running out. He could feel the rage building up, threatening to spill over.
Without a second thought, Junseo took a step forward, ready to silence the man who had caused so much pain.
But before he could make a move, a hand grabbed his wrist. It was Jisung.
"Don't get your hands dirty because of a bastard like him," Jisung's voice was calm, but there was an edge to it. He took the knife from Junseo's grasp and walked toward Minho.
Junseo froze as he watched Jisung's every move. The tension was palpable.
Everyone had their own thoughts in these situation but jisung's thoughts were shown even more complicated when he smirked as he got closed and closer to minho.
He didn't hesitate, stepping right behind Minho and placing the cold blade just beneath his neck.
"Aren't you scared?" Jisung's voice was a whisper, his lips brushing against Minho's ear as he leaned in close.
Minho smirked, his confidence unwavering. "You aren't gonna hurt me anyways."
"so true," Jisung responded with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Junseo's shock was evident on his face. He hadn't expected this. He thought he knew Jisung, thought he understood everything.
But now, standing there, watching Jisung hold the knife to Minho's throat with such ease, everything felt like it was falling apart.
Before Junseo could say anything,
Gunshot was heard ..
And he fell onto the floor..
The sound of footsteps echoed through the space, and Soobin appeared, laughing.
"You both did him dirty," she said, smirking as she took in the scene.
"Ikr," Jisung laughed along, his fingers still lightly tracing the blade against Minho's skin as he untied the ropes that had bound him.
Minho's eyes flickered with amusement as he glanced at Jisung. "Honestly... you looked really hot with that confidence in your laugh," he teased, his voice low and almost flirtatious.
Jisung leaned in even closer, his face mere inches from Minho's, their eyes locked in an intense gaze.
"Ey, ey, ey..." Soobin scolded, breaking the moment. "No funny business. First, help me hide junseo's body."
Minho and Jisung shared a look, the playful energy between them fading as reality set back in.
With a sigh, they pulled away from each other, walking towards Junseo's lifeless body.
"Oh, by the way," Minho said, glancing over his shoulder at Jisung, a teasing smile on his lips. "You called me a bastard earlier."
Jisung's smirk was unapologetic as he rolled his eyes. "Aww, I couldn't have said 'honey' in front of him, right?" he responded sarcastically.
With one last shared glance, they set to work, moving Junseo's body out of sight.
