BTS Imagines 3

Hoseok ♡ Dismemberment Song

"Hold still, my dear." I whisper softly as I tug on the leather restraints. "This'll all be over soon."

I slip on my blue medical gloves, making a snap sound as I pulled them up my arm. I then take a tape measure and start measuring the length of his arms, legs, and torso. I hum to myself as I take a few notes on the length of his body parts.

"Your legs are very long." I comment, dragging a gloved finger down the span of them. "It's a shame you won't be needing them."

Hoseok's eyes are wide as I uncover my tray of many sharp tools, glimmering under the fluorescent light.
"Don't look at me like that." I chuckle. "You got yourself into this mess."
"Wh-what are you planning to do?" He stuttered.
"I'm going to cut you up into little pieces, my sweet. But don't worry." I lift up a syringe, flicking it a couple times. "I won't start until you're nice and numb. You won't feel a thing."
"You're gonna dismember me?!"
"Of course I am." I giggle. "It's so exciting!"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because, darling, you treated me so unfairly."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
I let out a hysterical. "Oh, don't act like you don't know."
He looked up at me, blinking a few times
"I caught you cheating on me with someone else."
"It was an accident! I swear!"
"You call making out with someone else an accident? I saw you slip your tongue in her mouth." I looked at him sharply.
"I-I'm sorry! I don't know what I was doing."
"It's too late for that, love." I purr, injecting him with the numbing agent.
He hissed, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Now we wait." I hum to myself, hooking up the anesthesia and strapping the plastic piece over his nose and mouth. "Laughing gas can be so much fun, can't it?" I giggle.

The fear in Hoseok's eyes doesn't bother me at all. It fuels me. He had the nerve to go behind my back and cheat on me. I'm sure he thought I'd never find out, but I have my ways.

"Y/n. I'm begging you not to do this." He said, his voice muffled by the mouthpiece.
"Begging won't do you any good." I twirled his hair. "You should have stayed loyal to me. Instead of going behind my back like the slime ball you are."
"I-"
"I don't want to hear your excuses, honey. I just want to cut you up." I trailed my finger down his jawline. "This'll be so much fun!"
"You're gonna get caught." He spoke up.
I let out a maniacal laugh. "That's cute."
"My friends will know I've gone missing and you'll be found out."
"They won't. I have an alibi." I whispered.
"No you don't. I've already told my friends how insane you are." He spat, his eyes starting to become droopy.
"Look at that, the laughing gas is starting to kick in."
I hover my hand over my tray of tools, picking up the scalpel. "If you think I'm so insane, why don't I just start cutting now?" I grin. "I won't even wait until you're passed out. How does that sound?"
"You're a nut job!" He shouted, pulling on the restraints.
"But I'm your nut job, Hoseok." I remind him. "You love me."
"Not anymore." He grimaced.
"Hm." I frown. "What a shame. I was hoping maybe deep down inside you still loved me. Seems I was wrong."
I watched as his eyes closed, the anesthesia completely knocking him out cold. A smirk plays at my lips as I see him in his unconscious state.
"Alright my sweet Hoseok. Shall we begin?"

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THIS IS REALLY SHORT
I wanted to get straight into it rather than coming up with a backstory so it's a pretty short imagine. It's a bit dark too, something I don't usually write, but I enjoyed it!