Do you know who I am? | Yungi

12 (M)

Cold, dripping. Feels like a slimy frigid tundra which Yunho's body is entirely engulfed by. Still, his insides burn as if a fire was lit right in his core. The conflicting sensations causing his vision to blur as he looks around himself. Where was the light coming from? There was a soft orange glow, one which illuminated the space right in front of him.

Only his head surfaces the slime and he struggles to swim, finding no way out, his body stiffening by the second. 

"There's something so interesting about happiness." A voice echoes off of the undefined black nothingness, pulling Yunho's eyes to watch the sound almost cascading through the dark abyss. The light turns to a harsher red, and he finds himself sinking. Like quick sand, ever so slowly finding his end.

"Something you want so bad." He breaths shallowly the air which cuts into his lungs like a blade.

"Something you will never achieve like this, Yunho." It is calling his name but his brain is unable to recognize the voice. It is tormenting him as he is left in a limbo state with his mouth sometimes dunking into the unbreathable soup he is submerged in, barely able to suck in the painful oxygen. 

"Do you want to die now?" Suddenly he stops sinking, and his feet ground on a platform which stops him from angling backward. The voice echoes, reverberating and almost getting closer as the thick substance begins to harden around him. He is trapped he realizes almost too late as his body is constricted. He feels the way his body is squeezed into nothingness, how his organs begin to have no room to work the way they need to. His lungs collide and his breathing stops, but not before the voice becomes even clearer. 

Warm lips and then teeth. Grasping onto the top of his ear, the unknown figure speaks, and Yunho is unable to turn to look at it. His peripherals only seeing the even more intense red light which now lights up everything within his vision's radius.

"Because I'll kill you, Yunho. As slowly, as intricately, and as painfully as I can." Yunho suddenly screams, so loud it even hurts his own ears as his body is twisted within his casement of slime.

"I wouldn't doubt my ability to find you. To haunt you. To kill you. Unless you do it first, peach." Finally the substance twists his body so painfully so that his head faces the complete opposite direction. There is nothing there, the lips biting his ear are gone, and the red light fades back to a more dull orange. He is left there to suffer. Forever he shall suffer. 

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"Yunho wake up. Please? Come on. Fuck, get Yeosang." Yunho wakes up to his throat feeling like a match is lit deep inside it. He can't even speak as Mingi shakes him, seemingly trying to wake him up.

"Mingi-ah stop." He manages, tossing his strong grip off of his chest and sitting up slowly.

"False alarm, he woke up." Mingi sighs as he drops to the floor below Yunho's bed, and Yeosang and Hongjoong crowd over his head, both with perplexed expressions.

"Am I going crazy or is that-" Hongjoong looks almost scared and it makes Yunho paranoid, afraid to look down.

"It's a tattoo, on your chest. I might be mistaken, but that wasn't there yesterday, was it?" Yeosang asks the somewhat frightened Yunho who places his palm against his rapidly beating heart looking down to where they were mentioning. He notices first that he isn't wearing a shirt, looking over to the other side of his room where it is thrown haphazardly. He never sleeps without a shirt, so that in itself says something. Oddest of all, intricate ink designs in the most random but strikingly beautiful patterns decorate Yunho's chest down to the end of his rib cage. Flowers, leaves, shapes. It all looks like tangle art with much more feeling and detail.