Save Yourself [Soukoku]

1:Wires

The taller male was cleaning and singing  about double suicide. the basement smelled strongly of bleach. He wasn't too worried about his victim escaping  as he was chained to a metal pole.

When the smaller male woke slightly more, the strong smell of bleach and blood had him choking down on his own puke. That vile taste ran through his throat as he made the attempt to not throw up. However, he still ended up leaning to the side, then spilling the contents of his barely full stomach onto the floor. The taste mixed with the current smell in the air made him choke and cough multiple times.

“I see you're  awake and giving  me more of a mess to clean up.” The brunette sighed, but his voice was somewhat muffled due to the mask he was wearing. His boots could  be heard on the concrete as he walked closer to the small frame on the pole.

He couldn’t really respond to that, seeing as to how his tongue currently felt like lead in his mouth. His migraine was horrible. The worst he’d ever gotten before. Instead, his head turned to the direction of the voice. That voice seemed familiar, but he couldn’t quite place where he had heard it before.

The male crouched over Chuuya and slid his knife under the blindfold, ever so slightly cutting Chuuya's cheek as he pulled on it, cutting the blindfold  like it was made of air. The lights had been dimmed on one side of the room and the side Chuuya was on had no lights on. “Hello sleeping beauty.”

With the mask on, Chuuya couldn’t see the other male’s face, but even through this intense haze, he couldn’t help but vaguely recognize that voice. “.....” He doesn’t say anything yet. He can’t really say anything yet. The most sound he made was was that of confused and afraid breaths that were slower than usual because the drugs still hadn’t gotten out of his system yet.

“Are you thirsty? You've been asleep for a few days.” The male said  as he removed the top part of the mask leaving the bottom part on so only his eyes were barely visible in the dim lighting.

He wouldn’t completely believe anything this guy says just yet, especially since he’s got him tied up. But he would take that into hypothetical consideration later. As what if that was true. But at the moment, he’d nodded without thinking. He may as well play along for now.

The male disappeared and came back a few moments later with a gallon of water and bottle of unopened  aspirin. “Open up,” he says holding up the bottle and water.

Chuuya had no other choice but to do just that, especially since his hands were tied behind his back with handcuffs. His eyes showed confusion and perhaps even fear, but it wasn’t like he had another choice if he wanted this headache to stop.

The taller male opened the bottle of aspirin and put two pills in Chuuya's mouth before  putting the jug of water up to his lips and tipping but back a little so he didn't drown the small male. The only spare clothes the brunette had that would fit Chuuya were women's clothes.

Chuuya swallowed the water and the pills. However, afterwards, he ends up somewhat curling in on himself as if to block out even more light. In reality, it was that he was dizzy for some reason. His mind was still completely disoriented.

“The drugs should wear off in about  an hour.” The taller male said as he walked on the other side  of the room to get something. The sounds of metal hitting metal  could be heard throughout the basement.

Chuuya eventually found enough strength to lift his head enough to semi glare at the man from where he was. At least it looked like a glare from the way he was straining to focus clearly on the man’s figure.

The man comes back and puts something on Chuuya's ankle freeing his hands. “This should be more comfortable, and you can reach the bed and bathroom now.”

Chuuya glances at the other for a moment before just closing his eyes and laying back down to rest. His head still ached, but he just had to let it rest. He would be drifting off a bit pretty soon.

The taller male turned off the lights and walked out of the basement but not  before whispering something under his breath. “Good night Chuuya.”