Another Day Without Love - Killing Stalking

III

When Sangwoo walked back to the kitchen, Yoon was staring at his finger. The rag around it was stained with his blood. He raised his eyebrows in realisation. "I nearly forgot."

He disappeared out of Bum's site. He look down at his feet, he remember the time when he tried standing up once or twice but always fell back on the ground. He thought that if he learned how to stand he would eventually learn how to walk again. It would also be easier for him to get out, but it was too painful to stand so he gave up.

Curiosity got to him, he slowly crawled his way to the staircase, but stopped by the bathroom entrance. There was a certain limit as too where he's allow to pass, he didn't want to be punished for a misunderstanding, it was bad enough that he was thrown back into the dark basement and was chained up again. His eyes set on the floor, a pair of feet popped out of nowhere. Yoon's eyes shot up when he heard footsteps, Sangwoo walking down the stairs. He came back with a small box in his hands and new bandages.

"Ohh good, you're here." Sangwoo walked passed the raven, into the bathroom. Yoon only stared inside with concern. "Hmm?" Sangwoo's head turned to face him. "Need help?" He smiled.

Bum shook his head and nervously smiled back, Sangwoo's smile was a terrifying thing. Yoon crawled inside the bathroom where Sangwoo was taking stuff out of the box. Yoon face burned up, he was amazed about before.

"Strip." Sangwoo demands, not even turning around.

Yoon looked down at his outfit. He was afraid of being judged. Bum slowly lifts up the stripped crop top with one hand, he manages to slip his left arm out then his head. He got on his knees, he was a little hesitant to take off the skirt. His eyes peaked up at Sangwoo, he was preparing a needle. Yoon started back at the floor with widen eyes and swallowed hard. He sat down slowly, his bottom lips started trembling.

Sangwoo looked down at Bum, he was holding onto the skirt with dear life. He looked at him confused until it popped into his head that maybe he couldn't take it off because of his split finger. He picks up Yoon from he floor, the raven's lowered his head. "Wrap yours arm around me and hold on tight."

He looked at Sangwoo with sad eyes. He wrapped his skinny arms around Oh's neck. Sangwoo leans down so Yoon Bum's feet touched the floor. He gripped the skirt on both sides of Bum's waist and pulled them down. After the waistband passed his hips Sangwoo let go and let the long black skirt fall on the floor. He placed his hands around Bum's small waist and pulls him back.

Yoon's losses his grip around the other's neck. He still hold onto Sangwoo's muscular arms to keep himself from stumbling, with his injured finger stickng up of course.

Sangwoo laughed, making Bum hang his head in shame. The raven looked up at the other with sadness in his eyes. Why his he laughing about? Did Sangwoo have a multiple personality disorder?

Why did he do this to him, break his legs..  They been healing but not properly, in the way they are Yoon Bum wouldn't be able to walk without crouches. Walking is something he'll never be able to do now but pain is something he'll have to live with for the rest of his life. If he were able to run off or never see the light of day it wouldn't matter. Pain was a huge part of his life, it's been everything he's every reserved by many people even by strangers.

Sangwoo helped Yoon back on the floor. Bum stayed quiet, he watches as Sangwoo took out another needle. He looked down at his finger, a small lump growing in the throat. He chews his lip and slow peals off the rag. Before he knew it, they younger one was on his knees, holding a bottle.

"Wh-what's that?" Yoon gulp down the lump.

"Disinfectant." Sangwoo took Bums hand and pours the liquid over the cut. Bum flinched but kept quiet. "I was thinking of giving you something so you wouldn't feel the pain. But I guess you'll have to suck it up, now won't you?" Sangwoo smiled.

Yoon Bum's mouth went dry, he chew his lip and tried his best to not let out a small squeak. Sangwoo twisted his body a bit to reach for the needle, he picked up Yoon Bum's finger. With the creepy smile still plastered on his face he sticks the needle into one side of the split finger before pushing it out the other side. Yoon's hand shakes.

"Stop moving or I'll make a mistake." Sangwoo said in a serious tone, Bum held onto his arm but couldn't get it to stop shaking the needle was going through the raw and swollen skin. It felt worse than what it should have and he couldn't do anything about it. After making a knot, to keep the first stitch from undoing, Sangwoo paused. "Now that doesn't seem right, I'll have to redo it."

"No!" Yoon's head shot up. Sangwoo looked at him confused. "It's fine,  y-you didn't need to go through all this trouble." Sangwoo went silent and so did Yoon. "It will heal.."

Sangwoo laughed. "Do you know what would happen if I didn't do anything about this? Sure the scar tissue builds up to fill in whatever gap in between." He turned Yoon Bum's hand, showing the scars on his wrist. "It will look just like this, but on your finger. Don't you think that would look weird?" Sangwoo rubbed his chin. "As if you're not ugly enough. It would be another reminder as to why you're so pathetic and how useless you are."