7 Chapter 6
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In Changkyun's house...
Jooheon was snuggled up to Changkyun's chest, listening to the breathing from the younger.
"Joo?"
"Yes kyun." Jooheon mumbled out, since his cheek was squished up against Changkyun's chest.
"You okay?"
"Mhm...but there's something I wanna tell you" Jooheon sat up.
"What is it?" Changlyun sat up with him.
"Uhm..the other day when you left, I heard shouting and yelling coming from downstairs? I got confused since no one should be down there, y'know, since you shot Mrs. Chou" Jooheon fiddled with the hem of the sweater Changkyun had lent him.
Changkyuns expression darkened.
Didn't he tell Tzuyu to be quiet?
Changkyun grabbed Jooheons wrist, unconsciously digging his nails into the skin.
"Ah- Ch-Changkyun that hurts-"
"I did shoot her, but I missed..hey, how about you shoot her? I always wondered, from the day I saw you, how you would look shooting our bastard teacher and getting her blood all over your pretty face hm?" With every word Changkyun spoke, his nails dug further and further into the skin of the elders' wrist.
"Ch-Chankyun, let go-"
Changkyun dug his nails in harder, starting to draw blood.
Jooheon gasped and shoved himself away from the younger, causing him to fall off the bed.
Changkyuns expression didn't change at all, he was still sat there, staring at the older with a deadly smirk in his face.
Jooheon teared up and ran across the hall to his room.
He shut the door and drove into his bed, placing himself under the duvet and putting a pillow over his ears.
His body was shaking and it didn't stop when he heard footsteps thudding downstairs and a door slamming open.
He heard a few shouts, gunshots and screaming.
Then the house went a deadly silent.
He kept shaking when he heard thudding coming up the stairs and stopping outside his room.
"Jooheon~" Changkyun cooed from outside the door.
"Baby, I have a surprise for you~" the younger opened the door and frowned when he saw a lump if blankets and not the love of his life.
"Jooheon." Chankyun spoke firmly, scaring the elder into sitting up and facing him.
The younger's hands were dripping with blood, his right hand holding a revolving pistol.
The blood soaked his once white sleep shirt, and stained his cheeks.
Changkyun chuckled and tossed the empty gun onto the table in the middle of the room.
He turned around and lifted the hand of their now dead teacher.
Jooheon choked and tears started leaving his eyes.
None of this was 'fun' anymore.
He didn't like this anymore.
He didn't wanna feel what it felt like to fall for a kidnapper.
He was just scared now.
Scared to do anything wrong, and end up like Mrs. Chou.
With a bullet between her eyes, on her chest in between her breasts, and one in her stomach.
Changkyun dropped the hand he was using to drag the body and walked over to Jooheon.
He leaned down and placed two blood covered hands on his cheeks.
"Awe baby...now you know what happens to bad girls right?" Changlyun wiped the tears from the elders' cheeks, frowning when he didn't receive a response.
He squeezed Jooheons cheek, causing the older to let out a sob.
"Y-yes, I know now. I'll be good, I promise." Changkyun was satisfied with the response.
"Hmm, good answer" he smirked and grabbed Jooheons hand.
"Come on baby, let's get you cleaned up~" Changkyun lead a hesitant Jooheon to the bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet lid.
He wet a washcloth and rubbed away the blood on his hands, Jooheons cheeks, and the stains on Jooheons hand.
He noticed the semi-healed scars on Jooheons wrist.
He smirked again and kissed the marks.
"My pretty baby..so pretty, you look so pretty with scars from me on your wrist..so pretty with someone else's blood on your hands and face~" Changkyun praised Jooheon and rubbed his now wet cheek.
"I can only imagine how you would look with your own blood on your skin, bleeding all pretty for me, hm?"
Jooheon nodded and blinked away the tears forming in his eyes.
This is it.
He officially fell into Changkyuns trap.
And he doesn't particularly know if he wants to leave.
"Baby..if you don't mind...I have another person downstairs, if you wanna finish it off for me?"
Jooheon shooke his head.
"M' kinda tired" he made grabby hands towards Changkyun.
Who knew witnessing someones last moments of life leaving their face could fuck someone up this badly.
Changkyun chuckled, picking the older up and bringing him to his room.
He got under the fluffy duvet and pulled the elder into his arms.
"Go to sleep, love" Changkyun mumbled against Jooheons scalp.
Jooheon nodded his head and fell asleep shortly after, Changkyun smirking when he did.
He finally got the younger where he wants him.
Scared and vulnerable.
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Jooheon woke up the next morning and felt sick.
He ran from Changkyuns bed to the bathroom, avoiding the decaying body of his teacher in the hall.
Once he made it to the bathroom, he kneeled in front of the toilet and emptied the contents of his stomach.
Which was close to nothing, as he hasn't eaten if four days.
Changkyun walked into the bathroom with a confused look on his face and kneeled next to Jooheon when he saw him dry-heaving.
When Jooheon finished, Changkyun pulled him into his lap and flushed the toilet.
He got up and sat Jooheon on the counter so he could brush his teeth.
He's not THAT heartless.
Well, maybe.
"Come on, let's get you some food and water." Changkyun sighed and picked Jooheon up from the counter and stepped around the body at the end if the hall to access the stairs.
When Changkyun safely made it to the kitchen, he grabbed a granola bar from the pantry and gave it to Jooheon to hold him over until he finished breakfast.
Which is omelettes, because that's all he can cook.
Jooheon stared off into space until he was given a plate of the eggs.
He thanked Changkyun and sat at the table.
They ate in silence, until Jooheon cleared his throat.
"I'll do it."
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