My Butterfly [Hansol x Reader]

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You tried to reposition your posture since you seat started to become terribly uncomfortable.
The TV turned off, you guessed it had something to do with the electricity.

It's tough to keep track of time when you can't see the sun or moon shine through the locked up window.

"How long has is been?" You wondered as you licked your dry lips to keep them hydrated. The tape on your mouth has come a bit loose after many attempts of removing it with your tongue. But it left a terrible taste in your mouth.

It sure has been at least a few days, your stumach is rumbling and you had to do your droppings in the hole of the chair, which made it smell horrible in the room.

"How long is Mr. Mask letting me stay like this?" You asked out loud, feeling like you would lose your mind soon.

You already tried to scream your lungs out, seek for help. But it seems that no one can hear you here.

'I don't think I can stay sane for much longer...'

Suddenly a rustling sound made you joint your head towards the door.

'He's back... He finally came back!'
'Why am I happy about that...?'

He walked in, but there was something different. He wore a different mask?

"Holy shit, it smells terrible in here..." Were the first words he spoke after leaving his so precious butterfly alone for so long.
"Tsk, you look terrible too." He added with a shake of his head.

"Sorry for bursting your bubble there, for I am not a doll but just a human being." You snapped back at him, which surprised him.
"Wow, didn't know he decided to take a fierce one with him..." He mumbled under his breath as he cleaned the chair, removing the bucket underneath.

'He?'

"Okay, I'll let you freshen up, here." He untied you and pointed at a bowl with a clean towel.
"If you make any strange moves, you'll regret it." He said as he pointed a cleansing brush towards you.
"Okay." You obeyed for now, since he's too unpredictable.

As you cleaned yourself up, you kept your eyes locked at him.
Firstly, you didn't want him to creep on you or stare.
Secondly...

To make sure it was the same person.

His way of talking and behaviour is completely different, he even mentioned that someone else took you in...
But he has the exact same bodybuild, his voice is the same too, just less jolly and strange.
He did dye his hair though, it looks blonde but you can't tell because of the hoody.

"Is the staring at me a sign that you're done?" He asked after he saw you stare at him.
"Uh... Mhm." You responded with a soft nod.
"Here, put this on. He bought it for you." Mask handed over a purple dress that could've been made in Alice's Wonderland.

It was doll-like with a poofy skirt and corsetted top. With purple heart, shades, spares and clovers. The back had a black butterfly on it, which made it look like wings.
"He sure has an interesting taste." You putted alot of pressure on the word 'he'.

"He does, but it looks good on you." The man responded as he checked you out.
You cleared your throat and tried to change the subject.

"If he cares so much about me, why did he leave me alone for so long?" You asked, curious about the reasons.
"Well, first off all. The work we do isn't just 'work till 6 o'clock'. It goes on and doesn't stop, ya know?" He started to explain it, but it was still rather vain.

"You have to please fans, write, produce, one time you're busy 24/7 and next you're feeling like you don't do enough." He added.
"So... You're a writer?" You concluded.
"...Yeah, sure, we're both writers." He shrugged with a soft chuckle.

The same familiar chuckle.

"Your chair is all clean. Now for food..."
You jumped up a little when you heard the word food, it has been a while since you ate.
"I brought some noodles and snacks, that will do." He pushed you back into the chair and chained your legs and waist. Your left arm was free for the most part.

"Here, don't eat everything in a whole. It might take a while again for him to get back." He placed the bag with foods and drinks on your lap.

"Leaving so soon?" You asked as he stepped out of the door.
"Yup, got better things to do. I did everything this note asked me to. See ya." He shook his hand and closed the door.

'Note?'

'This is all so strange.'

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H

is POV

"This bastard sending me on errands..." I grunted out as I clenched the note in my hand.
"Just because he doesn't come out often, doesn't mean that I have to take care of his pet!" I shouted and hitted the wall.
"Yah, are you all right?" The leader walked in and leaned on the door.

"I'm fine." I responded softly and decided to go outside for a while.
"I have to get some fresh air, that's it." I patted his shoulder and walked through the hallway.
"Don't forget your coat!" He yelled behind me and tossed it towards me.
I caught it and waved as I putted the coat on.

The cold air hitted my face, I rubbed my hands and placed them in my pockets.
"It sure is getting colder..." I murmured as I watched the fog that my breath created.

I walked towards my haven, a spot with almost no city lights and no humans.
It was a small park filled with trees and bushes.
I wrote down a small note for him in the phone and looked back at the sky, sighing out loudly.

Suddenly I felt it coming, the migraine, the pain...
I grabbed my head and screamed, luckily no one heard me.

"Dang it this hurts!" I shouted as I felt on my knees, pulling on my hair, hoping that would make it stop.

"I don't want to go yet!" I screamed untill there was nothing left but darkness.

...

"Ah, what happened? I'm at this place again?" I wondered as I walked out of the small park.
"Another note?" I whispered to myself as I read it.

'The doll has been taken care off.
Cute dress, btw.'

-G

'What the hell is this?!'
'Where are these messages coming from?'
'Why don't I remember what I've done?'

The phone started vibrating which scared me.
"Hello, Sangdo?" I answered the phone.
"Hansol, where are you? We're all waiting for you!"

Ah right... The cinema... Now I remember that we would go to watch a movie, I guess it's Friday already...

"Yeah, I'm on my way. Sorry." I responded as I massaged my temples.
"Okay, yeah, see you there." I hung up and quickly placed my hand back in my pockets.
"It's cold..."

'I seriously have been away for 4 days, I can't remember a thing since Monday.'

'I need to see a docter, or even worse... A psychiatrist.'

'I wonder if Y/N arrived back home safely... I haven't received a message from her yet...'

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