[ Discontinued ] Sinister Desires || pjm

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Sin·ner

ˈsinər

noun

a person who transgresses against divine law by committing an immoral act or acts.

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[3rd pov]

He stood there like a king in his castle, swinging a key attached to a crimson lanyard. He smiled freakishly into the dark hallway, flicking on the lights to his left. He watched as the lights turned on one by one.

He sauntered down through the empty corridor which had rooms on each side of the wall. Slowly, he cranked the handle to room 307 and peeked his head in slightly. He watched in awe as his partner tore the skin from their patients arm with a blade, letting the warm fluid drip onto the floor.

The deep red clashed with the marble white as it pooled beneath the patient's chair. He closes the door and the corners of his lips go up into a devilish grin, leading to the tent in his pants.

He loved it.

"Hey, hyung. A new patient just came in," Jungkook said cheerfully to Jimin as he closes the door behind him carefully.

"Oh really?" Jimin cocks an eyebrow. He goes over to the younger and places a hand on his shoulder, "Show me."

Jungkook leads Jimin into another room, this time it's 310. In the room is a petite and scrawny figure in chains standing upright against the white walls. He's passed out and blindfolded.

"We're doing a new test. Namjoon says putting a blindfold on a patient can enhance the pain they feel." Jungkook points to the dense, black cloth wrapped around the man's eyes.

Jimin hums, "Fun," he says simply.

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[1st pov ]

You head to a nearby convenience store for a late night snack, trotting down the streets in your sweats. The door jingles as you walk in and you grab some ramen off the shelf. You pay for your instant meal and head outside to pour some hot water into the styrofoam cup.

The Cup Noodles is warm in your hands from the temperature of the water. You wait a few minutes before devouring your long awaited meal.

"Ahh, just what I needed," you say, patting your tummy.

You hang out in the storefront for a while before heading back home, deciding to use the alleyway as a shortcut.

Sure, it's shady, dark, smells of mold, and might be infested with god knows what, but it's a quicker way to your apartment.

You walk into the shadows, hearing your footsteps bounce against the walls of the alleyway. What threw you off was another sound of footsteps that came from behind you.

Out of instinct, you leap behind a dumpster, holding your breathe in the process. You watch as two men hold another man up against the crumbling wall of the building.

A shiny handheld object is pointed at the man's temple, and with the pull of the trigger, he was dead. The bang was still loud though it had a silencer.

A few minuets passed before a black van pulled up, the two murderers loading the dead weight into the back.

You watch as the van drives away out of sight and let out a sigh of relief.

You turn to your side, thinking it's safe, but you're abruptly greeted by an eye-smiling masked man. He covers your head with a black plastic bag. You screamed and fought back, clawing at the material, but your vision turned blurry and it faded to black.

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