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#031

After their honesty filled conversation came to an extreme halt, silence ruled over the small house.

Hyunjin had to think about everything and Seungmin let him, fully understanding that he needed some time to deal with his thoughts.

Night came around, the two still hadn't talked. They were lying in bed, darkness covering their faces as the curtains were blocking a silver light from outside.

Seungmin was worried.

Will Hyunjin leave him if he drifts off to sleep?

Or worse, kill him?

He didn't know what to expect.

The younger had to accept his fate, if he dies then so be it.

At least it's Hyunjin, someone he loves with his whole being.

These thoughts lulled him to a peaceful slumber, his body facing the window and the fluffy covers giving him the much needed warmth.

On the other hand, Hyunjin was staring at the ceiling, not being able to sleep. His mind was full, his feelings were fighting in his heart vividly.

Right now there, in the center of the mess stood the image of his best friend, Felix. Dread swept over his whole body, guilt, shame, agitation and distress was shown through a bitter frown.

He was beginning to realize how his behavior was worse than any criminals. The way he acted towards Felix was something he should be ashamed of till the end of his life.

And what about Seungmin?

The boy was sleeping peacefully next to him, looking like a beautiful angel, light snores left his lips as he breathed.

Hyunjin felt his heartbeating increasing while watching Seungmin.

This is so wrong.

He shouldn't like him.

He lied.

He manipulated.

He killed.

He dragged him into running away.

His sweet words mesmerized him to follow everything he said.

Although Hyunjin wasn't aware of how his own actions affected the younger.

They both fell into each other's traps unintentionally.

In the end, there was no way of escaping the rough hands of tempting fantasies, this addicting but blinding habit called blissful obsession.

Remember when I mentioned that Hyunjin's love wasn't the most healthiest?

What about Seungmin's love?

Seungmin, the serial killer, seen as cold-hearted and arrogant in the past, but known as generous and innocent from his colleagues, family.

What was he thinking?

How is he really?

What are his real feelings?

The truth is, Seungmin accepted that he was madly in love Hyunjin.

But how?

Why would the master manipulator, the liar, the evil, the one who hates those kinds of people fell in love with specifically one of them?

Somehow he did not despise the thought about being the one under someone's control.

Two manipulator, two controlling boy who drove each other into a spiral of desperation and greed.

It was toxic, oh so toxic.

Hyunjin knew it.

Strangely, he liked the situation.

He finally understood.

He was fucked up.

Both of them were.

That's how society would and will think of them, but in their point of views, this was okay.

Seungmin and Hyunjin were mentally sick, that was clear for them.

What could they do about it?

Hospital?

Therapy?

Pills?

Jail?

They didn't care how wrong this was.

Hyunjin smiled as he gulped down the realization that two damaged people can't help each other sometimes.

This relationship will destroy both of them.

Once again, they didn't give a fuck about it. They welcomed the venomous reality with opened arms.

That was the reason why Hyunjin turned around and hugged Seungmin from behind, resting his forehead on Seungmin's nape, landing a feathery kiss on it.

His thoughts had been sorted out.

He will stay;

Until the very end.