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Donghyuck woke up in a dark room, with only one light. His hands were tied, what was he feeling? Afraid.
"Oh, you are finally awake, by precious," he said.
"W-What do you want with me," he stuttered.
"Oh, nothing" he cupped Donghyuck's face, giggling like a maniac. Donghyuck felt tears falling, out of fear. He doesn't know what he could possibly do or possibly could even kill or torture him.
"Now, I have some business to attend, stay here and be a good boy," he said, smirking like the devil. Donghyuck felt his body shake as the boy closed the basement door, with a click of it locking.
Donghyuck was afraid of being alone in the empty basement, but he managed, it was oddly cleansed. Like someone made a deep ass cleaning...
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When Mark got back, he came in with a knife.
Donghyuck was scared. He slowly came closer, and closer... The crazy look in his eyes, as if he was planning to hurt him, either wanting him dead or to torture him badly.
Donghyuck shut his eyes in horror, tears dripping off of his face.
"Oh~ darling, no need to cry," he cooed.
"Look at me," Mark cooed, he pulled his chin, facing himself. Donghyuck opened his eyes, still wet and glossy.
"Let's see how long you can last, darling," he said, smirking like a maniac. Then, a knife went up and down his skin, he shivered from the coldness of it.
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Donghyuck woke up, he sighed in relief. It was only just a dream. He got up, changed his clothes...
Going into his basement.
"Oh, Markie! Good morning~, how did you sleep, dear?" Donghyuck asked, smirking.
"I fucking hate you," he spoke, hands tied behind the chair.
"How could you say that I've been feeding, and treating you very well. You'll like it here, and you won't escape. Never will and never can," Donghyuck giggled.
"They hurt... Can you get my out of this, Haechannie?" he suddenly asked in a sweet voice, throwing Donghyuck off guard. Donghyuck smiled, he leaned over the boy, untying it for him. That was his mistake.
Mark threw himself over the boy, trapping him in his arms. Donghyuck couldn't move, his legs were trapped between Mark's thighs, and his hands were above his head. Mark went through his pockets, finally finding the phone.
He immediately called 911. Donghyuck didn't realize that he was actually weaker than the older.
"Hello? My name is Mark, I've been missing for almost a month, my kidnapper is tied under my arms, please send the police to my location," Mark spoke.
"O-oh! I'll send them right away, please stay on the phone with me," the first responder said.
"I shouldn't have done that. I should've killed you when I got the chance!" Donghyuck yelled, but he quickly got shut up with Mark's lips on his.
The police arrived, and they quickly arrested him.
"So that kiss was for nothing, huh?" Donghyuck thought tears flooded his eyes. Guess, karma and love got the best of him.
Mark was returned to his usual family life. Finally free from his kidnapper.
"50 years! No probation!" the court said.
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"NEWS! A prisoner, who was a kidnapper for 20-year old Mark Lee escaped out of prison." the news spoke. Mark felt a presence behind him, Lee fucking, Donghyuck.
His wife, stood in hear, immediately called the first responders. Donghyuck threw his arms around Mark, sobbing on his shoulder. Mark signaled his wife to just stay there, because he didn't want her, who was also pregnant, to get hurt.
" I see you are married now... I would kill her, but... you seem happy... you weren't like that with me. I'm jealous," he muttered.
"You kidnapped me. That's a different story," Mark replied bluntly.
"But, really. I have a question. Why did you kiss me that day?" Donghyuck asked, then police broke through the door.
Donghyuck got arrested once more. Heartbroken he was, but he deserved it for kidnapping Mark, 7 years ago.
That same night, Donghyuck committed. (I don't like the s-word. It reminds me of my suicidal 'daughter' [1 year age gap]. She's still here, for now...)
He didn't need himself anymore in this world.
"I kissed you because I actually liked you before I was kidnapped by you," Mark said, staring at the bag of Donghyuck's ashes. Then, a droplet fell from his eye.
"God, I shouldn't be crying," Mark mumbled, dumping the ashes in the drain of his sink, washing it down with water.
