Hemlock was giving Hoseok the chance to kill him.
"I had to stab you so he would trust me. But you'll be fine. I stitched you up myself. So now he's all yours."
Hoseok stared at the knife; this is what he wanted, wasn't it?
This was his revenge.
But he felt sick thinking about killing the man, now that the opportunity had actually arisen.
He couldn't hurt anyone, even though he hated him. And oh did he hate him.
Hemlock gave him a look before nodding.
"I figured you wouldn't do it. You're too good for that."
Hoseok didn't have time to respond to the possible compliment, because Hemlock had casually dragged their knife across the man's throat.
There was a squelching sound; Seungho was dead.
Hoseok passed out.
~
He woke up, this time in his own bed.
There was a faint whisper in the air; it could've been his imagination.
"Goodbye."
End.
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Hemlock - Jung Hoseok
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