𝙆𝙥𝙤𝙥 𝘽𝙭𝘽 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 [𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙]

ㅁYeosang x Sanㅁ

MinSugaAugstxD
Ateez
Angst
Resquest
Warnings: Kidnapping, Violence
Psycho San  

"S-San?"

The boy pauses in his cooking, the hand holding the small wooden spatula hovering above the frying pan.

He slowly turns, a bright smile on his face.

"Yes Yeonsangie? Did you need something?"

Yeosang swallows, his throat becoming rough and dry.

"U-um, w-when do I get to go h-home?"

San chuckles, turning back to the stove and continuing to make the omelet, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"What are you talking about? You are home silly."

He shakes his head gently, humming to himself as if to indicate that the conversation was over.

"My family will be w-worried about me."

San blows a puff of air out of his mouth, using the spatula to flip the omelet, pressing the flat part down on top of it.

A soft sizzling fills the kitchen as they both remain silent.

"A-and we have sch-"

San whirls around, the spatula pointed directly at Yeosang's face.

"Why do you keep bringing this up? Are you not happy?"

San steps closer towards Yeosang, the spatula resting limply against his thigh. The hand that holds it twitches slightly.

"A-are you not happy here with me?"

Yeosang quickly shakes his head, noticing the air of danger radiating around San now.

"N-no, I love it here, it's just..."

Sadness takes over San's face, turning his lips downwards and dimming his eyes slightly.

"You don't love me."

"NO! I do love you."

Yeosang clamps his hand over his mouth, a million thoughts running through his head.

Slowly he goes to speak, taking advantage of the surprised look on San's face.

"C-can I just text my mom so she knows I'm safe?"

San smiles gently.

"Of course, don't move."

Yeosang hears the threat in San's voice and sits still as he watches San disappear down a hallway to retrieve his consficated phone.

He doesn't listen, jumping of his stool and bolting towards the front door.

He instantly unlocks the top lock and grabs onto the knob, turning.

His fingers slip off as he crumples to the ground, a bolt of pain radiating from his skull and down his spine.

He can faintly hear the soft melody of 'Pop Goes the Weasel' and the blurry outline of the frying pan as he's knocked out cold.

. . . 

Yeosang awakes with a start, attempting to leap up, the thick ropes tying his wrist behind his back preventing him from going anywhere.

He darts his head side to side, looking for anything to help him to escape, nothing.

He exhales sadly, letting his chin rest against his chest.

"Why are you so sad Yeosang?"

Yeosang jerks his head up at the sound of San's voice, mentally slapping himself for not noticing him sitting in the corner.

San stands, the light from the naked lightbulb hanging above Yeosang glinting dangerously off the knife San holds loosely in his hand.

His heart rate spreads up as San walks closer to him, eventually standing right i front of his knees.

"Why are you so sad?"

He repeats again, anger and insanity edging the words dangerously.

Silence

When yeosang looks up at San again he notices tears streaming down his face and can't help but feel sorry for him.

In one quick move San leans forward, swinging the knife upwards, slicing through the ropes.

He remains silent, looking over the back of Yeosang's shoulder even as he dashes towards the door.

He smashes straight into the door, locked in just like all the other times.

Crazed laughter fills the room as Yeosang slowly turns around, fear marring his features.

"You don't love me..."

San looks at him, his bangs falling across his eyes, his hand shaking as he points the knife towards him.

"But don't worry, because I love you... so much."

•MinSugaAugstxD here once more. Anyway I actually don't recall who requested this *Speed scrolls through iMessages to find the screenshot*  ah, @diabolicdeceiver (any relations to Diabolik Lovers??? Jkjk) anyway, id like to personally thank you for this request because I lowkey love yandere type fics and eventho I'm disappointed in the story I wrote for you I'd like to say that I LOVE crazy stories, sadistic, psychotic, insane, mental asylums, phobias, mental illnesses, the spoopy stuff.•

•Not sure how many people are actually gonna read the author note but please request anything, especially the darker themes ;)•