"Oh... detective, isn't it? I'm glad you're awake. It took you long enough."
His brows furrowed at the sound of the familiar voice, a voice that so easily caused a shiver to run up his spine.
"I was hoping you'd wake up sooner. Give me a bit of a show as you try to save your partner but, unfortunately for you, it's much too late for that."
He's not at all awake enough for this. He's having way too much trouble trying to process where he is and just what it is that's going on, let alone what's being said to him. A few moments pass and his brows are pulling together again. The other notices and watches him for a moment, the detective over his lips.
"Tasting blood, right? Good," the other male chuckles lowly, a sound that seemingly echoes off of the walls and reverberates in the detective's gut, "I punched you pretty hard. Either you can't take a hit or it was harder than I thought. Not that it really mattered though. The fact that you can still taste blood is what makes me happy, especially since I made sure to clean your mouth for you."
"I... where am I?"
"Your basement. Well, den? I don't know what you call it but we're at your house. I considered taking you to mine but I figured it'd be much less stressful for you to wake up to familiar surroundings. Besides, I don't mind the bloodstains but I could only imagine how annoyingly hyper and hysterical you'd get seeing your par- well, former partner in pieces. I can only handle so much. Also, I didn't get much time to clean up considering I didn't know when you'd wake. Though, I would have had I known you'd take so long."
"You... You killed him?"
He raises a brow, "Baby, of course. I had taken a liking to him so it's quite sad. I tried to make it painless for him. He was such a good boy for me, too. , makes me kind of want to tear up thinking about it."
"Why the hell are you doing this?"
"I'll get right to it. You won't leave me alone. I have plans and, since you're so determined to stick to me, I'll give you a reason and recruit you. If you're good and obedient enough, I'll even let you turn me in. You'll get all the credit for handling an infamous serial killer."
"What if I-?"
"What if you don't want to work with me? I'll just kill you and move on to my next prospective partner. You just happened to be first on the list since you won't leave me the hell alone, and despite all the warnings I've already given you."
"You'll really let me turn you in?"
"I'm a man of my word, no matter what sharp tool I have in my hand."
"Then... I guess I'm your pawn... Hyunjin."
"Good boy, Detective Han," Hyunjin steps closer, a butcher's knife in hand, and moves to stand behind the detective, draping his arms around the other's shoulders. Leaning in to whisper in the other's ear, Hyunjin smiles widely, gaze cold though.
"Keep it up and I promise to take the absolute best care of you, Jisung."
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*A/N: I'm finally feeling better physically, around 99%, but it seems that's not the case mentally. I've been questioning my mental health a lot after watching some of the awareness tiktok compilations and I just... I'm not self-diagnosing anything. Just... really questioning if I'm okay lately. And, today, I'm just...sad. I keep having episodes of wanting to breakdown and cry out of nowhere. But that's all unnecessary information for me to just say that I apologize if my replies are slow. I'm kind of popping up here and there where I can. We love when motivation ≠ mental energy. Here's for trying. But, anyway, I hope you enjoyed this little read. In my head today, I ended up with a universe for this though not everything is mapped out but, yeah. I guess we'll just see if anything happens with it.
Besides all that, thank you for reading (and commenting if you so choose to do so) and please remember that you are important and you are loved no matter who you are and no matter where you are. ♡
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