Wooyoung pov
I opened my eyes and felt a huge pain on the back of my head. I touched it and I saw dried blood on my hand. I carefully sat up and scanned my surroundings.
I was in a big room. It looked nice and comfy, but what was I doing here? I got out of the king size bed. I noticed a door, however before I could start walking towards it I heard someone approaching. The door swung open and there he was. The guy with the black and red hair.-What the fuck is going on?
—Good morning, beautiful. Looks like I don't have to wake you up.
The man laughed to himself with a gentle smile on his face. With a smooth motion he locked the door. I felt a sickening shiver run through my whole being.
—Wh-ere am I and who are you?
—Well Darling, you are in my house right now. I hope you like it.
The stranger said as he got closer to me. I began to walk backwards till my back touched the wall. He was getting close, too close.
—How ignorant of me, I haven't even introduced myself. My name is San.
He brought his hand up to my face and caressed it. I felt a shiver go down my spine.
—You are so pretty for a guy.
He said as he bit his bottom lip. He was very creepy. I was too scared to do anything so I just stayed quiet hoping he wouldn't kill me or something. The curtains were closed so it was a little dark in the room which made things even more eerie.
—Why am I here?
I asked with a shaking voice. He smiled at me.
—You're really- The first time I saw you, you just grabbed all my attention. I couldn't get you out of my head so I followed you home and kept doing it till now. I got bored of just staring at you. I wanted more. I want more.
He growled at the end of his confession..
—What do you want from me?
I asked quietly. His eyes darkened and I felt so small and weak. It was like being a small creature being towered over by a much bigger predator.
—I want everything from you. I want all of you and now you are finally mine, and will be mine forever. No one can have you, touch you, love you. Nothing. You're only mine, Wooyoung.
—You can't do that!
I felt both rage and fear build up in me. I wanted to cry. This guy was sick and all he did was just laugh.
-This is just a bad dream.
—Oh I can do anything I want sweetie.
I wanted to push him away from me, but he quickly grabbed my wrists making me unable to defend myself.
—Please let me go.
I begged, but he ignored me.
—You remind me of all those people I've hurt. They were pleading just like you did now. The only difference is that they were a bother. I did everything out of rage and hate. They annoyed me. But you? Oh you... you're much more precious than those lowlife scumbags. You're special.
This time he grinned with a crazy expression on his face. I just wanted this all to be a bad dream. I was so terrified that I began to shake with fear. I wasn't sure what to do, so I decided to behave and try not to not make him snap at me and worsen my already shit situation.
He leaned closer to me and kissed my cheek softly. I wanted to throw up.
-This is all just a bad dream. You can do this.
—Don't be scared sweetie. I won't hurt you, just a little.
He smirked and I wanted to die.
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TOY ◾ WooSan Ateez ✔ [UNDER BEING REWRITTEN AND FIXED]
FanfictionSummary: • Wooyoung is a sweet, innocent boy who has something that no one else has, but he doesn't know about it yet. •San is a psychopath with a fucked up past. • Will Wooyoung be able to make San's cold heart soft again? • Can he save San from hi...