guilt | o.sh

➳ twenty

| s + !

"oh sehun, you should be ashamed of yourself" he jerks his head around, his red, swollen eyes instantly falling on a visually worn out middle aged lady.

his eyes widen with both surprise and fright as he watches her charge at him, her eyes filled with nothing but rage.

"you must've forgotten that there are always consequences for your actions" she reminds as she roughly pulls sehun up to his feet. "now you've gotta pay the price"

sehun stumbles his way back inside his house while the lady roughly pushes him from behind.

stumbling into his living room, he quickly takes his chance to turn back to speak to the lady but to his surprise, she isn't there.

a frown makes a return onto his face and his mind begins to run with all kinds of different thoughts.

how did she manage to break into my house?

did she see everything that happened with junmyeon?

where did she g-

"please, no" he hears a very high pitched and childlike voice desperately plead from upstairs, disrupting his thoughts. without even thinking, he rushes towards the staircase and practically flies up the steps with anticipation.

frantically looking around, he realizes that he's not in his own house anymore. the wooden floor sits cold and uneven underneath his feet and the stained walls reek of cigarettes and sorrow.

he feels his body freeze as soon as his gaze falls onto a young boy's figure whom is hiding in the tiny space between the door and the wall. the boy brings his index finger up to his lips, silently begging sehun to be quiet and not make any noise.

sehun parts his lips to mouth something to the visibly terrified boy but an ear piercing scream startles him, making him jump in shock.

his gaze follows where the sound has come from, stopping at a wooden door. only a millisecond passes before the door swings open, revealing the same lady that had barged into sehun's house just a few moments ago.

"you brat!" she yells in a deafening voice that makes sehun's ears ring in pain. he opens his mouth to say something but the young boy shakes his head frantically.

he goes to mouth a 'please' but the poor boy doesn't even have the chance to do so before the lady yanks his arm, harshly pulling him out from behind the door.