Scream

Chapter 13

Neon flashing lights illuminated the sleazy dance club as Sangwoo's dark eyes flickered from person to person. His gaze searched for a pair of familiar faces until a small disappointed sigh graced his soft lips when he concluded that the couple just wasn't on dance floor like usual.

The tall man took a lazy slip from his cold beer. It was only gonna be a matter of time until they showed up.
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Bum's eyelids weighed heavy with sleep, his consistent yawning reminded him how tired his frail body was.
His body was begging for a night of sleep but the images that flashed through his mind forced him to stay awake.
He could feel the undeniable heat that practically radiated off of his face whenever he remembered your sweaty body grinding and moaning against Sangwoo's muscular form as you jacked him off with another hand.

It was wrong, so wrong but he ojust couldn't find the will to look away.
The two most important people in the world were exposed, touching each other and showing a new side of themselves at that moment right in front of his eyes.

He looked up, his gaze settled upon your sleeping face. Your skin felt freezing even with the blanket covering your nearly naked form. Your leg hooked around his lower torso, a arm buried underneath your head as a cushion and your hand rested affectionately against Bums small chest.
If you never accepted that invitation to dinner that night you wouldn't be here right now. Your toes wouldn't be crushed and deformed. You'd still have both of your eyes. You'd be studying for a big test right now or maybe you'd be helping an injured classmate that had to much drink.

You wouldn't have your limps wrapped around his small body. You wouldn't be here to keep him company, remind him that you'd both get through this somehow.
A content sigh passed his smiling lips at the thought, he really was lucky.
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Honestly this was too easy.
Convincing two middle aged drug addicts to come back to his place with the promise of a good time.

The two strangers were fairly well known in the down town area as trouble makers. They're addicted to anything that'll get them hearing colors and seeing sounds.

"Fuck. That shits tight." The middle aged man stated as Sangwoo tightened the handcuff around the mans wrist, connecting the stranger to the metal pole in the basement.

"The tighter the better, right?" A raspy laugh that bounced off the damp room soon followed. "Aye, pretty boy, when are those two friends of yours gonna show up?" The women asked before taking a long inhale of her cigarette.

Sangwoo took his phone out, pretending to look to at the screen. "Perfect timing. They're just outside. I'll go get them."
The tall man got to full height and flashed a charming smile before making his way up the stairs. His eyes glanced down making sure the women wasn't watching him when he grabbed the metal baseball bat from the corner of the closet. He quietly slid the closet door closed before placing the metal bat against it, to prevent it from being opened from the inside.
Just in case.

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I thought this was a pretty boring chapter to write so my bad if it seems kind of slow or bad or both.
Next chapter will defiantly have a lot more things going on! Can you guess what going to happen next?!?

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and the story so far!!