Killing Stalking

Episode 8: Don't Recall

Grey stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Yoonbum was waiting for him in the room. Most likely like a scared child. He was always anxious or worried like that killer he's been talking about is going to bust down the door any second. It was pretty funny--but not his fear. The things the man had done to Grey's smol bean was real.

"Yoonb--"

Grey had opened the bathroom door to see Yoonbum stroking his c*ck. He was bent over slightly with obvious ecstasy.

"Starting without me huh?" Grey shook his head in mock hurt,"Honestly--I feel left out." Grey tried to keep the serious face he had plastered to his face but his familiar grin slipped on to say hello as always. Grey hid his grin behind his hand and watched Yoonbum tuck his d*ck back into his jeans.

"I-I just needed--" Yoonbum flailed his hands trying to explain himself but no other words came.

"Its fine really." Grey waved his hands nonchalantly,"We've all gotta stroke our big daddy D to get some sleep." Grey chuckled when Yoonbum gave him a confused look.

"So can I join or what?" asked Grey beginning to slide his towel from his hips.

Yoonbum gazed at the widening slit of Grey's towel and bit his lip. He felt Grey's eyes poking at his every feature. Slowly, Yoonbum looked up to meet his eyes. When they met Grey raised a questioning brow. 

Yoonbum nodded.

"Does it look like I'm in any fucking mood to want to be with anyone?!" Sangwoo boomed and smashing a fist into the bathroom mirror. Glass fell into the sink and shards slid onto the floor shattering more. Kim Yeong was at his side looking shook as fu*k.

"Okay I'll tell everyone you had to go." Offered Kim helpfully.

Sangwoo slid his bloody hand through his hair,"No I'll tell them." 

Kim was the only friend that knew Sangwoo was like this. Not that he was a killer, of course. Only that he had a dark side to him. He didn't have to keep close tabs on Kim because Sangwoo could basically see the damn f*g would do anything for him. Though looks can be deceiving. Sangwoo, more than anyone, knew that.

Sangwoo peeked into the karaoke room everyone was in, "Guys I'm heading out for first." Sangwoo felt the sadness before everyone faces fell in melancholy. Sangwoo sighed and smiled at them and shifted to lean against the threshold,"I'll make plans for tomorrow,okay?" Sangwoo suggested eyeing everyone to see if they'd accept. When they scoffed in reluctance to answer him he chuckled,"I won't skip out on you guys early  this time." He lifted a hand,"I promise."

Kim Yeong watched as Sangwoo crossed his fingers behind his back and shook his head in disbelief.

"Unless something comes up." Sangwoo smirked, his eyes slitting a bit.

Everyone sucked their teeth and waved Sangwoo off to do whatever the hell he had to do. Sangwoo chuckled once more before turning his back to them and walking off. He rolled his eyes, and refrained himself from not wanting to go back and bash their heads against that damn karaoke machine they kept singing on. They weren't fucking Kpop stars for Jesus sake!!

"Your not coming with me so stop following me." Sangwoo was already irritated and the damn puppy behind his back wasn't making it any better.

"What are you about to do?" Asked Kim Yeong shuffling nervously behind Sangwoo.

Sangwoo let out a long sigh and Kim watched as he rubbed at his temples impatiently,"About to mind my damn business unlike someone fucking else."

Kim Yeong mouth opened and closed at a loss for words.