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Felix ran away from the older, his heavy footsteps and breaths were the only things to be heard. He didn't have a choice and ran out the front door, hoping he could find shelter somewhere out there.

Felix tried to look behind him, which was a really stupid idea, and he tripped over his own feet. He looked back up and tried to find a place where he could hide. When he looked back at the mansion, he saw a slim figure standing in the doorway just looking at him.

He stood back up and tried to focus on calming his frantic breaths. He stupidly ran in the forest, hoping he could hide there. He leaned against a tree and tried to catch his breath.

He flinched when he heard a branch crack near him, his breath stopped and he prayed he would get out safe.

Jisung woke up in the middle of the night, missing the warmth of the other by his side. He looked at the time and groaned, it was 1:06 am. Jisung got out of bed and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

He put on his bunny slippers and turned on the lights. Jisung stretched his limbs and yawned while stepping out of the room to get a glass of water.

When he came down the stairs he shivered, feeling the cold breeze against his exposed skin. He looked up and frowned at the open door. Jisung went to the open door to close it but was surprised when he saw a heavy breathing Minho run towards him.

¨What are you doing outside?¨ He huskily said, his voice still rough from just waking up.

¨I couldn't sleep and went for a walk.¨ He quickly said, a bit too fast, but Jisung just shrugged it off.

¨Just close the door behind you, it's cold.¨ He said and went to the kitchen. Minho smirked as he remembered the past events.

Minho listened closely to the heavy breathing and the small footsteps. He got excited when he came closer and closer. ¨Felix~¨ He sing-songed, ¨Where are you?¨

He heard leaves crunching again, meaning that the younger started walking again, ¨Don't run away from me, I don't want to do anything bad.¨ Minho tilts his head to the direction of the noise.

¨I promise I won't hur-¨ Minho got cut off by a blood-curling scream. He rushed over to the noise and found Felix stuck in a bear trap. Minho smiled at the sight.

Felix's leg was already covered in blood, his cheeks were already soaked in tears, his eyes held a fear that made Minho so happy, even though the pain was bad he still tried to crawl away, the cries of pain that slid past his perfect lips.

Minho loved all of it, it made him feel powerful. He felt like a god when Felix looked up at him like that.

Minho crouched next to the suffering boy, he wiped the tears away and leaned close to his ear.

¨You should've never came.¨ He leaned back to look at the younger's face. ¨This is all your fault you know,¨ Minho put a stray strand of Felix's hair back behind his ear. ¨If you just stayed away from Jisung, this would've never happened.¨

¨G-Get away from me, you psycho bitch.¨ He cried.

¨Now now, don't be a naughty boy. But if you really want me gone, I'll gladly go.¨ Minho stood up and watched The other's face fall into a frightened look.

¨W-Wait, no. H-Help me, please.¨ He begged, Minho turned around and left the younger there. He left Felix to suffer on his own, he let him bleed to death, he let him die an agonizing death.

What?

He made Minho jealous.

He shouldn't have done that.

It's his own problem.