🍄 [HIATUS] he died » the boyz

𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹

trigger warning: slight gore

"you're joking.", kevin snorted and crossed his arms, clearly not amused with juyeon's 'antics' though he had to admit, his heart was already thumping as if it'd rip out of his chest at any second. "that's not possible."

kevin was fond of joking around.

"do i look like i'm the type who'd joke around with this matter, kevin? do i?!", juyeon was now fuming as he groaned and ran his fingers through his jet black locks in a frustrated manner. he clearly looked as if he was in such a dilemma, making the rest of the guys have goosebumps at the thought of sunwoo being undead. kevin gulped.

and he always thought of him as a joke.

juyeon paced back and forth like an overly stressed person, muttering random scenarios under his breath. "we gotta hide, that way we can.. yeah, we have to think of something. we have to leave-", he rambled but sangyeon halted him almost too quickly by grasping his shoulders firmly and keeping him in place.

"lee juyeon, you need to calm down.", he reassured the latter, being the older brother figure that he was. juyeon can't be right, right? the undead does not exist and ghosts can never bother them since they've never even attempted to communicate with such beings.

sangyeon repeatedly coaxed himself that everything will be fine and with that, he quirked up a smile - he couldn't deny the fact that his palms grew cold, however. "juyeon's probably just seeing things.. we just watched a horror movie after all. right, juyeon?", he chuckled nervously but managed to hide his anxiousness by sending juyeon a comforting grin.

sangyeon took care of everyone.

juyeon's eyes wandered along the others' faces, fright and confusion obviously painting their faces and he couldn't help but feel somehow guilty for causing a stir at this time of the night. "you're right.. i was probably just seeing things.", he tried to smile but no matter how he tried to curl his tiers up, the gruesome image of kim sunwoo flashing him a pale mischievous grin with blood slightly staining and dripping along the side of his lips and bullet holes decorating his temple and chest crowded his visage.

"alright boyz, let's sleep.", sangyeon beamed and ushered everyone to start heading back to their shared bedrooms to which all of them complied at an instant.

but he was never taken care of.

as soon as everybody was inside, the eldest took the honours of shutting the lights off and locking the doors. sangyeon was strong, that's for sure. he even managed to do that. but why was he trembling in front of the entrance door? the lad's palms and knees were shaking as he held the door knob firmly. just the mere thought of his late companion standing on the other side of the door had him petrified.

like kevin said, it's not possible.

sangyeon heaved the deepest exhale ever as he finally gathered the balls to pull it open - and as he half expected, there was no sight of a single soul wandering about the front porch. there wasn't even any person walking around the streets. he felt stupid. juyeon was definitely hallucinating. it felt as if heavy boulders had been lifted off of his shoulders for some reason and he was relieved.

"fuck. what was i even thinking?", he laughed by himself and shut the door close, automatically proceeding to lock it. but just as he turned around with the plans of grabbing himself a glass of water to suffice his thirst, the sight before him made his stomach sink.

he wasn't even able to utter a single word as the sharp blade of the knife sunk into his chest as hard as ever, directly impaling his throbbing muscle from inside his ribcage. sangyeon choked in his own blood as he gripped on the cold wrist of his attacker all the while sinking down on the floor, knees first. he whimpered in agony, eyes already brimming with fiery tiers as he bore them unto the person's face.

all he could hear now was that deep familiar chuckle and the distinct cracking of his bones as the murder weapon had been twisted inside him afore getting pulled out, therefore leaving him to bleed to death.

for the first time, sangyeon felt weak. extremely weak.

"one.", was the last thing he heard before receiving a kiss from death.

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(a/n)
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