flowers [kim doyoung]

ten

"you've got to be kidding me, asshole"

"and now you're cussing at me but you scold me when i'm cussing? what the heck doyoung? yes, your eye became black for a minute and now it's normal" yuta slapped his forehead and slapped doyoung's thigh.

"ahh! goodness shut up" doyoung touch his face. he can't believe what just happened to him. they sat still for a while and a sound of someone laughing startled them.

it irks them to be honest. it wasn't cool when they had they blood ran cold when hearing that.

"so, you found out about me" a woman's voice echoed inside doyoung's room, making the two men stand up in instant.

"who's there?!" doyoung yelled. he was getting creeped out.

doyoung looked around his room. yes, this guy is a rich one and he had a mirror that is long enough to see his full appearance there and he saw himself in the mirror, but a woman was there as well.

yuta took out doyoung's baseball bat that he hide under his bed, positioning him self to hit anything or anyone that causes chaos.

"yuta, look" doyoung whispered and nudged the others arm , for him to look at the mirror.

"what the— who are you?!" yuta exclaimed. he looked at the mirror and then he looked at doyoung. no one was beside doyoung except him but in the mirror, a woman— in their age, probably, was sitting on doyoung's bed.

"woah woah, calm down gentleman, i mean no harm. hmm is it?" she lets out a devilish chuckled,

"first of all, who the fuck are you? second, what do you want from us" yuta stood in front of doyoung, as an act of protecting him but at the same time— doyoung's heart starts to glow and it starts to cause him great pain.

"ahh.. stop.. why?" doyoung hold his chest and he kneed down, as the petals and blood flows out from his chest.

"oops.. did i overdo it? hmm seems like it's a pleasure" the woman chuckled and laugh.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!"
yuta roared and the woman suddenly hugs yuta from behind making him hitched. it's like he is controlled with something.

his veins on his head started to become purple as if he was electrified.

"shut your mouth baby boy. i just need my love here to yeah, make my happy. right babe?" she came to doyoung and caresses his body.

"let me tell you a little something. well, maybe not so little but first is first.. my name is zaya. lee zaya. and you ask why i'm here? it's because of this boy, my lover.. minhyuk right? i can't let his heart chase another girl— i should keep him right? keep his heart ache like he did before this when i was alive"

she held doyoung and surprisingly the boy now was sitting on his bed, sadly, he can't do anything. his heart ached so much and didn't know if he cant take it no more.

she sat on doyoung's lap, ignoring the boy suffering her game of torture.

"for your information, you fucking idiot. h-his name is not minhyuk— he is doyoung. k-k-kim dongyoung to be exact.... and shit, you should be in— in hell if this is what you do for a fit" yuta spatted out some words even though he gets weaker as seconds passed.

"i don't care. i just want him. he looks the same with minhyuk and i can't forgive what minhyuk did to me. so.. in order to satisfy myself, can't i have him? let him suffer what i suffered until i die?"
zaya chuckled as her eyes became dark. she actually looks beautiful, yuta and doyoung couldn't say less but she was around their age, by her appearance.

doyoung was already at the corner of the bed, suffering the great pain that zaya gave him.

he was sure he was hurt because he loved keiko and he didn't tell her anything about his love for her but surely, this zaya just make it worst than it supposed to be.

"y..you are a m-monster" doyoung whispered as tears welled in his eyes, waiting to fall down.

"i'm glad to hear that, kim doyoung"
she smirked.

doyoung couldn't take it anymore, yuta too.
soon both of them passed out.