HOUSEKEEPER - JAEHYUN x READER

like my drug

From darkness to my vision slowly returning,

I noticed I was right back at where I was starting. Back at the start of the game.

Only this time I was chained up on a stool down in the old basement. I was now feeling every single wound on my body, and it hurt so much. The pain was indescribable. My body was crushed down to the bottom, shattered and broken. Even though I was freezing cold, my body was on fire. The fever had kicked in from the time I was outside in the snow. But my biggest concern wasn't even the state my body was in. My biggest concern was that I had the chance to get away, to save myself, but I was now once again trapped in this familiar place that I feared so much. 

Suddenly, the light flickered on in the middle of the room, shining brightly down on the most disgusting person that I had ever encountered. He stood in front of me, a wide grin plastered on his face. Never letting my figure out of his sight.

"You don't understand me, do you?" Juwon asked as he sat down on the floor, with his back leaning against the wall. His hand held a bottle of liquor.

"Ever since I was a child, no one loved me. Not even my own mother." He paused and took a sip from the bottle he was holding and he let out a grunt.

"My dad hit me so much, but my mother just pretended she wouldn't see it. Like it never happened." I looked over at him, his eyes were staring blankly out in the thin air.

"When I got bruises, she put makeup on it and sent me to the school on the same day. They both smiled to me when others were around, but when we were alone, I was their doll."

He let out a grunt again and took another sip of the alcohol. 

"I was getting used to wearing the mask. I got used to shielding my feelings around others, and eventually, I was not wearing a mask in front of others anymore, I had become the mask." His glare into infinity stopped as he looked down at the floor, tracing the ground with his finger.

"I had to run away one day because I feared getting killed by my own father. As I grew older, his punishments became crueler. One day he would drown me in the sink, the other day he was making me kill my dog."

Silence appeared for a few seconds before he spoke up again. My mind was running wild. Never had I heard of his childhood, it was always something he ignored. It made me realize how he became the monster he was today just a little more.

"I lost interest in everything and everyone as if life began to lose its meaning. I don't really feel anything anymore. Not happiness, not guilt."

"But I got addicted to you, you became like my drug. I couldn't get enough of chasing you and to make you feel scared. I still love watching you fear me. I love every second of it."

He now looked up at me with his empty eyes.

"I wanted to completely own you, and you were already broken from before. You were so easy to fool. You are still so stupid and naive. You still cry every time that I touch you, and it makes me want to own you even more."

He stood up from the floor and dragged his feet towards me.

He knew that I would die soon, and I knew it as well.

"When you are gone, I won't be able to own you anymore. I won't be able to see the frightened look in your eyes as my hand touches your skin."

He put down his bottle on the floor and brought something out of his pocket.

It was a gun.

He spun it around a few times, before putting it up against my jaw.

"Since I can't have you for much longer and keep you alive, I want to be the cause of your death."