Obsession (SeChen)

viii

  Jongdae is asleep upstairs. Baekhyun sips on his orange juice, complete nonchalance even under Sehun's hard stare. He's changed his style, Sehun notices. His hair is no longer as bright as when he was 'alive', and Baekhyun's skin is contrastingly paler now.

  The older lifts his gaze up to glare at Sehun; "I'm still not over the fact you used my own pills against me."

  Sehun only smiles, "It was for the best. I need to ask you something."

  "What?"

  "This pill of yours... It doesn't have a limit, does it? To how many times a week a person can consume it."

  "If a person consumes more than 10 pills within a week, the effect is permanent," Baekhyun tells him, a tight-lipped smile on his face as he sips his juice once more.

  "I'm guessing you've fed him even more? Once he consumes 15 pills, don't give him even more. If you do, he'll overdose, and there's a large chance of him dying. Judging from the bottle in your hands, you've fed him 12."

  "Y-Yeah..." Sehun trails off sheepishly, rubbing his nape. He hands Baekhyun the bottle. "Here you go."

  "You're desperate, Sehun-ah," Baekhyun chuckles, taking the bottle of pills into his bag. "Be thankful that you weren't too late in asking. But that can't be the only reason why I'm here, right?"

  Sehun is quiet for a moment—Baekhyun really knows him too well and he almost hates this fact. He gives in anyways, sighing as he crosses his arms over his chest.

  "Junmyeon. Need to get rid of him."

  "How about I lure him in and you finish him off? I don't feel comfortable killing someone off," Baekhyun suggests, fiddling with his fingers.

  "You don't feel comfortable killing someone off? What about those three guys who tried hitting on Lu—"

  "That, my dear friend, was an utter emergency! It's different."

  "Whatever you say, but okay, let's go with that. I wouldn't feel satisfied if someone else killed him anyway."

  A loud cry of 'Hyung!' comes from upstairs and soon, Jongdae crawls down the stairs, crying and sniffling as he looked for his hyung.

  Sehun rushes to him and hugs him tightly. "There, there, kitten. Did you get a good, nice nap?"

  "Y-Yes, b-but Hyung, wasn't there with me, and I--thought Hyung left."

  Jongdae sniffles again, rubbing his teary eyes with a slight pout--And it's so fucking cute that Sehun just really can't help but tighten his embrace around his kitten. Baekhyun shifts his gaze awkwardly, muttering a low, "And this is what happens when you consume two too many pills."

  Sehun sends Baekhyun a fleeting glare and the older doesn't even shrink, not one bit intimidated.

  "Hyung just had to talk a bit with his friend, okay? Hyung will never leave you, kitten," he assures as he peppers kisses over his kitten's tears.

  "P-Promise?" Jongdae whimpers, and Sehun nods, rubbing their foreheads together. "Of course, kitten. Hyung promises."

  Jongdae looks around, his eyes landing on a certain brown haired male sitting in the armchair. He points towards him. "Hyung, who's t-that?" he asks.

  Right, Sehun forgot that Jongdae has no recollection of anything that happens before he took eight pills.

  "Ah, that's Hyung's friend, Kitten. He's Baekhy--Hee. Baekhee," Sehun smiles, only realizing now that Baekhyun was considered dead to the world so he might as well have his kitten refer to the older as Baekhee. Baekhyun only frowns, though he eyes Jongdae's mannerisms worriedly.

  "O-Oh, okay. Is he nice?"

  Sehun gives it a thought. "No, he's a pervert. If you come close to him, he'll bleep bleep bleep (insert unimaginably terrifying things here). Stay away from him."

  Baekhyun slams his orange juice on the table and Jongdae flinches from the sound of the impact. "Oh Sehun, what the fu--"

  "Scary!" Jongdae endearingly hides behind Sehun.

  The brunette lets out a loud, loud sigh, exasperated. "Fucking hell. Anyways, Sehun, I need to talk to you about something. In private."

  "No! Scary man is trying to take Hyung away from Dae! No! Bad!" Jongdae screams, hitting Baekhyun's head before running back into Sehun's arms.

  "Fucking brat," Baekhyun mutters.

  Sehun glances at him irritatedly. He turns back to his kitten. "Kitten, go play with your stuffies first, okay? Hyung still has to talk to his friend."

  Jongdae pouts, but nods, stealing a kiss from Sehun's lips and giggling. He gathers up his stuffies that were laid on the ground before playing with them, cuddling with his white kitty plushie.

  "Sehun, are you really sure...you want him? In this kind of state, too. He can't even take care of himself. Do you really want him?"

  "If Luhan were also in this state, would you still want him? Would you leave him?"

  "There's a difference between you and I, Sehun. It's that I'd protect Luhan as much as I could, but I won't push him to the corner like what you did to Jongdae," Baekhyun huffs indignantly.

  Sehun scoffs. He didn't particularly liked how Baekhyun had made him sound. "The corner I'm pushing him into is the safest place Jongdae could ever be in, far away from bad--"

  "Far away from the people who might steal him away, you mean?" Baekhyun interrupts, and Sehun remains silent. "I--It's just, as a doctor, I get a bit worried about being all ethical, you know? This psychological state of Jongdae's.. Isn't exactly the healthiest. His mind order will fall apart."

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Okay, let me clear some things up.

Remember the part where Sehun asked himself how many pills it took to brainwash Baekhyun?

In the first chapter, Baekhyun was actually brainwashed and he was unconsciously spying on Dae for Sehun? So his 'death' was just a cover to break dae down and for there to be a reason for Sehun to suddenly get close to him and comfort him.

Like at first Baek refused, so Sehun brainwashed him and it was actually Sehun controlling his actions. I mean, at first he really did work for Sehun, but for things like hacking and etc. and he didn't feel comfortable spying on someone but Sehun deemed him the most reliable for the job and all that happened.

If you have anything to clarify, please ask.