Torment and Torture

II

Yoonbum woke up and looked to Sangwoo, who was fast asleep. He didn't dare leave the bed for fear of getting hit. He stayed in the bed until Sangwoo woke up.

Sangwoo eventually turned over and woke up, stretching his muscular arms and yawning.

"Hey, Yoonbum."

"Good m-morning."

"Why do you stutter so much? Just spit your words out."

"S-sorry..."

Sangwoo sighed and pushed the covers off of him, pulling them off of Yoonbum too. Yoonbum looked down at his legs in utter horror. It would seem that in the night, Yoonbum's cuts had bled rather badly, staining the white bedsheets with dark red blood.

Yoonbum shook with fear as Sangwoo stared at the blood stains. He didn't say anything.

"Well. Would you look at that. You ruined my bedsheets."

Yoonbum was so scared he couldn't even get out an apology. It was as if he had lost the ability to talk to defend himself.

Sangwoo grabbed Yoonbum's shirt and pulled him up. He stormed out of the small bedroom and dragged Yoonbum behind him. Yoonbum's cut legs scuffled about the floor, desperately trying to get away.

Sangwoo opened the door to the basement and pulled Yoonbum towards the top of the stairs. Yoonbum shut his eyes tightly.

"Say hello to your new bedroom, Yoonbum."

"N-no! Please!"

"It's not up for discussion."

Sangwoo let go of Yoonbum's shirt, causing him to fall down the stairs onto the cold floor of the basement. He cried a little in pain, the wooden stairs hurt to fall down and the stone floor didn't help.

"I'll be back in a moment."

Yoonbum was terrified. Sangwoo was coming back, possibly to kill him out of sheer anger. Or Sangwoo would come down to care for him.

Yoonbum lay face down on the floor awaiting his fate. Awaiting the creaky door opening and the footsteps on the stairs.

The door opened and Sangwoo walked down the stairs humming the familiar tune he had heard.

"Yoonbum....you ready?"

Yoonbum didn't even know what to be ready for. Ready for pleasure, or ready for punishment? Sangwoo knelt down by Yoonbum and stroked his black hair softly.

"Your head is bleeding a little."

"W-what?-"

"Just kidding. Relax."

Sangwoo continued to stroke Yoonbum's black hair while singing a little.

"Killing me softly....with his words..."

Yoonbum was still shaking, but it did kind of relax him. After all, the man he loved was touching him tenderly and there was no reason why he shouldn't like it.

Yoonbum smiled as tears fell from his eyes.