Death Threat

Two ❤

Jeno's POV

"Hey, Mark. Who was that guy you were staring at just now?" I asked the black-haired boy walking beside me.

"I don't know."

I hummed as we walked back into the school building to find the other guys, who were probably stirring up trouble somewhere.

My eyes fell onto a certain boy who was making his way towards the washroom after waving to his friend, the boy Mark had his eyes on all day.
Mark didn't seem to notice the boy who was hurriedly making his way towards the classroom, hiding his face from people by looking down at the floor, so I decided to just let him be.

Besides, my interest was on the one who just entered the washroom.

"I'm going to the washroom. Don't wait for me."

"Okay." He turned in the opposite direction and waved while looking forward and walked out of the school.

With large steps, I reached the washroom and opened the door to find the boy standing infront of the mirror, washing his hands.

He looked up and turned his head to meet my eyes, after which he quickly averted his gaze back to his hands with his hands moving quicker than before. The immediate change in expression upon my arrival was amusing to witness.

I walked up towards him and stood behind him, staring at his facial features which seemed to fit my type perfectly. My type for a target, that is.

"Hey."

His hands froze as he slowly looked up to look at me through the reflection, his eyes filled with fear, his hand trembling. He looked back down and turned off the tap while avoiding my gaze.

I heard him yelp and saw him lean forward, further away from me when I placed my hand on his arm and slowly pulled the sleeve up.

"What do you want?" He pulled his arm away and moved away to face me. His eyes exposing the trepidation he was trying to hide with his brave act.

"I want you." I stepped closer to him as he staggered backwards, pulling his sleeve back down. Holding the ends of his sleeves in his fists, he let his arms fall to his sides. His expression made it obvious that he wanted to leave, but I couldn't allow that.

"What.. what do you mean..?"

"You know exactly what I mean."
I leaned in to whisper into his ear.
His eyes widened as he stared at me horrified.

"No..?" He gulped as he tried escaping the space I had cornered him in.

"Then, let me explain to you so you won't ever forget." I pulled the neck hole of his shirt downwards and placed my lips on his pale skin as his body became paralysed with fear, afraid of what I'll do to him.

Sucking on his skin with force, I wanted to mark him with as many marks as I could to show him that he was officially the one I'll be targetting on from now on.

"You're mine."

His hands gripped my hair and he leaned his head backwards onto the wall as he tried pulling my head away from his neck as I made as many marks as my heart desired.

Through gritted teeth, he managed to muster up enough courage to speak up, "S-stop it!"
I look back up at his face and was caught off-guard by the tears that were already making their way down his face.

He seemed to immediately regret his action as he shut his eyes, probably waiting for a punch to come his way.

His trembling pink lips looked really inviting and I accepted the invitation due to his mouth being sligtly agape to kiss him.

His eyes shot open and he tried escaping the kiss as he struggled around in hold and moved his head as far back as he could, although the wall was preventing him from moving away any futher.

I slipped my hand under his shirt to grope around, feeling up from his hips. He reached for my hands and pulled them out, only for me to grab his wrists and pin it beside his shoulders.

"Do you know what it means to be mine?" My lips left his as I waited for his answer.

He wriggled his wrists in my grip, trying to losen it as he glared at me.
"Let go of me!" he snapped.

Placing my forehead onto his, I growled, "Listen. You do what I want. Got it? It's a simple rule, if you're unable to follow it, just know that I'm capable to ruin your life completely."

He avoided looking at me and instead had his eyes fixed on the door.

"No one's gonna come save you. I've already chosen you, so stop daydreaming about escaping."

"You're disgusting." Those words coming out of his mouth really ticked me off as I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him off from the wall.

Pushing him down forcefully, I climbed on top of him.
"I can be much more disgusting than this."

He covered his face with one arm placed over his eyes and the other over his mouth. His breathing was getting heavier and I could hear his sobs as he whimpered softly under me.

"Please, don't hurt me."

"Then, listen to what I say."

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