DAY 88 {a kaisoo fanfic}

Chapter 3

"Oh come on Kyung! Are you a pussy or what?" Chen shouted at the boy. "Yes I'm a fucking pussy, I'm not gonna eat a freaking Habanero pepper you psycho! Do you want me to die or something?" Kyungsoo answered in a very annoyed tone. "Okay then, but if you won't do the dare you have to do a truth!" Lay - the taller of the two friends - said excitedly. "Fine," Kyungsoo sighed and repositioned himself between the pillows, "shoot." Chen started making gunshot noises while holding an imaginary rifle. "Ha ha very funny, now what do you want to know?" Kyungsoo shot the older a death glare. "Whoa okay okay, tone down the Satan man." Then Lay interrupted the two, "can I ask the question?" He went on after a little nod of consent from Chen, seeing as it was his turn. "Kyung, you always seem like you're not scared of anything. I mean you walked through that haunted house in one go and I cried like a baby," he laughed. "So I wanna know, what's your biggest fear?" Kyungsoo looked out the window and said without any hesitation, "stalkers."

This earned him a 'huh?' from two puzzled-looking boys. "Why? What's so scary about stalkers?" Chen asked in a confused tone. "Have you guys ever been stalked?" The boys shook their head and Kyungsoo went on, "it's like, you're never alone. There is always someone watching. No matter where you go there is always someone lurking in the shadows. At first, you think you're just being paranoid. But after a while, you're sure you're not imagining it when you hear the footsteps of someone tailing you on a completely empty street, or when you see a dark silhouette standing outside of your window. I'm telling you, just pray that never happens to you 'cause it'll drive you insane." He looked at the two dumbfounded boys in front of him and laughed nervously, "well, that's what I imagine it would be like anyways."

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"Hello Soosoo, I missed you. Did you miss me too?" Kai asked the terrified boy in front of him. "You did, didn't you. You look bored. You know what, let's play a game! What do you want to do?" He paused for a few seconds and made a humming noise as if he was deep in thought. "I know, let's do spelling! If you get it right you'll win a prize..." He spoke in a singsong voice. "Okay, I dare you to write my name." Then he made a disapproving clicking noise with his tongue, "tsk tsk tsk, I know what you're thinking. No, you're not getting a pen. For this one I want you to use a special kind of ink. You know what I mean right?" Kyungsoo looked up at him confused and Kai laughed. "You don't? I'll give you a hint, it's red and I love the smell. Now you know right? Good."

"Shit..." Kyungsoo muttered to himself and shook his head in disbelief. Blood? That's disgusting!

"Did you say something love?" "No..."

"Okay, well here's a piece of paper to draw on," he giggled, "and oh, I need to remove your bracelets now right? Otherwise, it won't look pretty." He walked over to Kyungsoo and clicked open the handcuffs with a little key that seemingly came out of nowhere. "That's too bad, I liked them, they suit you. Oh well," he shrugged, "and you know what, if you draw the letters nice and pretty I also won't make you put them on anymore."

Kyungsoo sighed. He didn't want to do it but at the thought that his hands would remain free and he would probably get something else to eat - this time hopefully more the two cookies - he gave in and decided to just do what Kai wanted. Then he sighed again, and this time even deeper, because how on earth was he going to get blood to write with? He looked around for a sharp object but didn't see any. He tried digging into his skin with his nails, but that didn't work, seeing as his nails were still ruined from the last 'game'. He even tried biting his arm but he didn't have the willpower to bite through his flesh. Then he saw the piece of paper Kai had placed before him to write on and got an idea. Paper cuts bleed sometimes! He picked up the piece of paper and started to move the edge over his finger repeatedly, the way he had always thought people accidentally got paper cuts.