hanse was huddled up in the corner of the room, his body swinging back and forth at a slow pace. he was so stressed.they were only three now. three people, one murderer. they stood no chance.
"subin... it's subin. i swear on it all, it's fucking subin" hanse whispered to himself. it felt like he was going insane. he wasn't sure why he was feeling this way, though, since it was the fourth time they found someone dead.
but still. hanse took a shaky breath. what if chan was dead right now? what if subin was dead? hanse closed his eyes. he needed to check. just in case.
but was it safe? hanse almost chuckled at that thought. of course it wasn't. you were apparently never safe in this house. after another deep breath, he stood up. his legs made popping sounds after him sitting in that corner for hours.
his eyes were stinging after crying for so long. he just wanted it all to be over. he wanted to go home, to all of the members. where everyone was alive and well. hanse reached for the door and opened it after a moment of hesitation.
the house was unsurprisingly very quiet. he had no idea where he should start looking. so he decided to just check the rooms on the floor he was currently on.
there was no one in the bedrooms they were assigned, there was no one in the living room, there was no one in the storage rooms. the second floor was empty. hanse then walked downstairs.
chan was sitting by the kitchen table, drinking coffee. he looked absolutely horrible. his hair was unwashed and greasy, and judging by the bags under his eyes, he hadn't gotten a good nights sleep for a while.
but he was alive.
hanse must've let his sigh of relief out too loudly, because chan was quick to turn around and look at him. "oh, sorry for scaring you. i was just taking a turn to make sure everyone is alive" hanse gave chan a side smile.
chan looked unamused. "i know it's you," he muttered. "stop lying" hanse sighed when those words left the older's mouth. "what is this brainwash? i didn't do shit, it's obviously subin! i don't know why you keep believing that little brat" he said, really not caring if subin heard him.
which he did. while hanse walked further inside the kitchen, he saw subin standing by the sink. he looked... offended. "what the fuck are you talking about? i haven't done shit! you are the one that keeps sneaking off all the time! we only see you when we find out someone died!" subin yelled.
chan looked at the two of them. "you are both brainwashing me. one of you are lying, because it's for sure not me" that angered hanse a little. "and how are we so sure that it's not you? there is no one to say that you are completely innocent. we don't know if you were actually just drinking your coffee innocently when we found byungchan!"
this time it was chan's turn to look offended. "hanse, stay the fuck away from me! it's you, i know it! stop blaming us and just admit it!" he said, voice growing louder for every word. "will you shut up?! you are so fucking stupid! stop believing that fucking bitch, he's just manipulating you to make himself look innocent! he's the one you should watch out for!"
"stop saying those fucking things about me like i'm not here! it's hanse, one hundred percent!" subin was back with the yelling. "i hate you both so much!" hanse screamed before stomping up the stairs.
it wasn't until he was back by the corner inside his room he actually thought about what had happened. he said he hated them. he really didn't, but they were being unreasonable. hanse was innocent. he didn't do shit.
but what if one of them died right now? his last words to the dead person would have been i hate you. hanse felt his eyes water. he was so stressed out. he was so confused. he was so scared. he was so incredibly scared.
he leaned his head on the wall as he silently let his tears fall. he was not sure if he actually felt genuinely sad or if he was just feeling too numb to stop the tears.
whatever it was, it made him feel like shit. why couldn't the psycho who was doing all of this just give up and come forward?
meanwhile, subin was in the bathroom, washing the blood away from his hands. he sighed silently while using the soap bar to get rid of the blood that was stuck by his nails.
he had noticed that was the most effective way to get rid of the blood after all the other times he had done this.
he double checked the bandaid before walking out of the bathroom. he made sure it wasn't leaking. there was a surprisingly big amount of blood coming from such a small scratch.
he had fallen when he was on the beach earlier and his knee managed to hit a rock, making it bleed. subin sighed again. he wondered where the others were.
after hanse had wandered off, he and chan talked about how scary hanse could be when he was angry. an angry hanse was not fun to deal with.
subin sat down on the bed in the closest room he could find. he had not gotten a full nights sleep for a while, so he felt very tired. plus, it was like a routine for him that whenever he got hurt, he slept the pain away.
although, usually seungwoo or chan or maybe seungsik were there to help him. he didn't know why they always did, it just became a normal thing. whenever subin fell and scratched his arms or something, they would help him clean up and then tuck him into bed.
subin chuckled a little when he realized how babied he was. it almost felt weird to think about it now, considering how independent he had to be in this house. he couldn't trust anyone.
subin yawned. he was incredibly tired. he got underneath the blanket, grabbed a pillow to hug and fell asleep in a heartbeat, not caring that it was 3pm.
a/n: hii, sorry for the short chapter and i'm again apologizing for slow updates lol, i really have a total amount of zero motivation right now sooo the updates will most likely be slow for some time now. i hope that's ok lolzies okie bai <3
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Mistério / Suspensethere was not a single sound coming from the seven boys who were staring at the lifeless body on the floor in horror. in fear of their lives, they one after one began sobbing quietly. they had no escape from whoever it was that had just killed a man...