➿Love horror➰

Hoseok's POV

I gulped, seeing the blood-covered on his face. His blonde bangs falling over his icy blue eyes. He stared at me coldly, the knife in his hands and the body in front of me.

Terrified, is too weak to describe my emotions. I was horrified, traumatized and deceived. All by my crush...

Min Yoongi.

He smirked. The corners of his lips forming into a devilish grin. "I know what you're thinking." He said lowly. "You're scared of me. You want to run and hide." He chuckled, which quickly turned to a psychotic laugh. "But no. I won't let you escape.."

I gulped, tears rolling down my face. My mouth was forced closed by the bandana in my mouth, and my face and body were covered in cuts and wounds.

Yoongi chuckled darkly and caressed the dull side of the knife across my cheek. "You know I do this because I love you... right?" He asked lowly, sudden sympathy in his voice. I hesitantly nodded. "Good. Because I do love you. Very.. very much.." Yoongi growled and kissed my cheek, moving towards my jawline, caressing it.

He sat on my lap and kissed my neck in different spots, clearly trying to find my sweet spot. But I didn't even know where it was...

Yoongi growled lowly. "Hoseok.. Tell me how you want me to pleasure you." He said. His eyes burning into mine. I shook my head and looked down. Completely trapped, sitting on an old wooden chair, my hands and feet tied around it, and my mouth covered, unable to speak. Yoongi growled again.

"I'm asking you one. Last. Time. How do you want me to pleasure you!" He yelled angrily. His eyes spit fire, as he cut my arm roughly, slashing the knife across my skin. I cried out in pain and mumbled into the bandana. "I fwo- wan wfo be pweased!" I cried out.

Yoongi growled and removed the bandana. "Speak to me." I caught my breath for a bit before crying. "I don't want to be pleased! I want to go home! I want to-" "NO!" Yoongi yelled loudly, causing me to flinch. "You are mine now.. all mine." He laughed crazily.

I burst into tears again. "Y-Yoongi hyung... you were my crush! For the longest time I loved you, but now you're this monster!" I yelled in tears. "Don't call me a monster.. I'm Yoongi.." He said, grinning like a possessed child. "I used to love you..." I sobbed.

Yoongi's expression seemed to soften a bit. He used his index and middle finger to make me look at him. He leaned in and connected our lips roughly. He groaned lowly. I felt his soft lips on mine. The way that I wanted them to, not even weeks ago before he turned insane.

Just like the others... My turn was sooner or later. I may be the most scared, but I'm well aware that I'm either going to die, or turn insane like the others.

So I did what I could. I kissed back, imagining that this was before Yoongi went crazy. I felt him bite my bottom lip, and hesitantly I opened my mouth, letting his tongue explore my mouth. He groaned lowly and grabbed my shoulders, clamping himself onto them.

"You love me..." He breathed out, smiling. He began to pull down my shirt slightly showing my collarbone. He began to suck on it, creating dark hickeys. I didn't want this. Not this way at least...

I whined. "Yoongi hyung, stop!" I cried. Yoongi growled lowly. "You. Love. Me." He said darkly. He went off my lap and walked away, searching for something in the big pile of boxes. He let out a sigh of satisfaction. He smirked, walking back to me with a long choker. Was he planning on turning me into a cat?

He pushed my chin upwards slightly and put the choker on me. He caressed my cheek and pulled the choker slightly. I gasped and got pulled forward. "You'll love me... You'll obey me.." He whispered darkly, smirking near my ear.

I gulped. "I-I did love you... when you were normal..." I managed to breathe out quietly. Yoongi frowned and pulled the choker harshly, causing me to choke slightly. I coughed and looked up at him. "How dare you speak to me like that?!" He yelled angrily.

I gulped visibly. I made a mistake... Yoongi grabbed the knife once again and slid it across my cheek before cutting into it. I tried to stay tough, but I was already in tears. I begged him to stop, I was about to get on my knees for him. Just like the others.

Taehyung was the first to break from everyone... His sensitive skin couldn't take the pain. He helped Yoongi with getting all of his torturous equipment. He was just as much of a psychopath.

Not much longer after him, Jungkook and Jimin broke. They hated seeing their friend like that. Both of them. They learned to love the knives, to love the spilled blood. Now, they were just guards. Killing anyone who came close to us.

Jin couldn't bare to see the younger like that. He begged for Yoongi to stop hurting them, to stop turning them insane. And in exchange for their sanity, he promised to obey him. He took care of the place. Cooking with the blood and flesh of other victims of Jungkook and Jimin.

Namjoon was the last to break. It was not long ago. After being fed with blood and human flesh for too long, he started to like it. Begging for more, Yoongi let him go. He's nothing more than a killer now. Going around town to get more from Jin, because Jin told him: you'll get more if you can catch your own prey.

Now it was just me. Tied up for months, maybe even half a year. I can't remember. Yoongi never left, he never let me go. I can't give into him like the others. I can't become a psychopath like Yoongi.

Yoongi growled lowly and slid the knife down to my collarbone, and to my shoulder, cutting until my knuckles. A long line of blood left through the cut. I cried out of the sudden sting. My tears mixed with the cut on my cheek. Why did he like this?

"Come on Hobi.. Join us. Let me love you.." He whispered lowly. I shook my head. "Never... Never like this." I looked up at him and widened my eyes. He frowned and visibly gritted his teeth, his eyes watered and silent tears rolled down his face.

Was he crying?

He wrapped his hands around my neck and tightly squeezed them together. I gasped, feeling my ability to breathe getting smaller. "Why won't you love me?! I have done everything for you! I pretended to be sane for you! Why won't you accept me?!" He yelled.

He harshly removed his hands from my neck and walked away from me. He kneeled down in the corner of the room. I could hear him sob and cry in the silence of the room. Did I hurt him that much?

I looked down at my wounds. He hurt me, but he hurt me because he loves me. He tied me up because he loves me... He loves me..

That echoed in my head. Repeatedly, in the silence of Yoongi's sobs, that sentence kept going round and round in my brain. I scoffed and chuckled, which soon turned into a dark laugh. Yoongi turned around at me quickly. I didn't lose eye contact with him as I began to pull at the ropes around my wrists.

Yoongi stood up and ran towards me. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him once again. He smiled devilishly as I bit my bottom lip, still pulling at the ropes. I laughed insanely. "You love me.."

Yoongi nodded. "I do." I licked my bottom lip and bit it. "Come closer." I said quietly. Yoongi smirked and sat on my lap again, his face dangerously close to mine. I smirked and grabbed his bottom lip between my teeth, pulling it slightly. His eyes never left mine. His beautiful.. brown eyes.. with that ice-blue..

I placed my lips on his roughly. Yoongi wasted no time and kissed back. The pressure of our lips moving in sync, his eyes staring into mine, and his arms wrapped around my neck. How did I never notice him like this?

I pulled at the ropes once more, wanting to hold him. Wanting to feel his soft, bloodied skin intertwined with mine. Yoongi quickly got the hint and untied me. I didn't care about the burning sting on my wrists. I grabbed his waist tightly and pulled him closer to me. He bit my bottom lip harshly.

He growled lowly when we heard the door creak open. He turned his head around only to meet the dark eyes of Jin and Namjoon. "What do you want?" Yoongi asked, dangerously low. "Dinner is ready, hyung." Namjoon said hungrily. Jin chuckled. "Calm down Namjoon. You're getting your food."

I nodded. "We'll be there." Namjoon tilted his head at us. "Did we interrupt?" He asked, grinning darkly. "As a matter of fact, yes." Yoongi spat annoyed and stood up. I pulled him back down and kissed him roughly one more time. "Let's go."

Jin raised his eyebrow at us but shrugged and pulled Namjoon with him. My eyes went over everyone in the room. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was covered in blood. Taehyung looked up at me and smiled. "Hyung! Have you finally had enough?" He asked smiling. I shook my head. "I didn't snap like you. I realized and walked over." I said holding Yoongi's waist tightly.

Namjoon almost drooled onto the table when he saw Jin with the warm plates. "I still can't believe how you can eat like, seven plates of this stuff." Jimin said laughing. Namjoon didn't reply, he was addicted to that stuff. Worse than drugs. Jin didn't seem to mind, neither did anyone here. That he liked it was his own choice, and Jin was happy that someone would beg him for more.

Instead of sitting on his own chair, Yoongi sat on my lap again. He had that devilish smirk on his face, looking at me. I simply chuckled and leaned on his shoulder, beginning to eat. For the old me, the conversation would have freaked me out like a zombie coming near me with a shopping bag, asking me if I wanted to be its boyfriend. But now, it's okay... normal.

"Seriously! He wouldn't stop screaming!" Jungkook whined. "I mean like, a knife in your head isn't that bad right?" Jimin nodded in agreement. "Exactly! He could have been killed by Namjoon hyung." Namjoon growled. "I'll take it as a compliment, for now.." "Don't talk with food in your mouth Namjoon!" Jin said sternly. "I'm the one doing the dishes already, if you get this tablecloth dirty you're cleaning it." 

Namjoon whined and rolled his eyes. "Fine." "What did I just say?!" Jin yelled, slapping the back of his head. Namjoon growled and grabbed the butter knife, holding it up threateningly. "Hyung.. Don't make me do it.."

I chuckled watching the scene. They really changed...

"Yah! Tae!" Jimin whined and laughed at the younger when he used his shirt to clean his fingers. "Sorry not sorry hyung." He laughed. "I am not touching that shirt. It has Tae's bacteria all over them now!" Jungkook yelled. "I'm not that bad!" Taehyung spat back. Jungkook gave him a cold stare. "You break into people their homes to get torturous stuff, and you usually come back telling a story about how you killed a couple who were doing 'their thing'." He quoted.

Taehyung shrugged. "It's life. Couples do what they do, I'm someone who just loves to watch and destroy their fun." He said smirking. Jin groaned. "Seriously! We're eating!"

Yoongi chuckled coldly. "Does it matter? I mean, don't talk as if you're as innocent. I've caught you multiple times in a few days." He said lowly, causing Jin to widen his eyes and hide his face in his arms. "Aw, is our eldest hyung embarrassed?" Namjoon teased. Jin growled. "Shut up. Or else there will be no extras for you anymore." Namjoon immediately shut his mouth.

He loved it way too much. "Hobi hyung." Jungkook started. "What did you realize that caused you to step over?" He asked, curiously tilting his head. I looked up at him and quickly swallowed my food down my throat. I don't want Jin scolding me. "Yoongi hyung made me realize it. When he screamed at me that he did everything for me, I realized that I should hold him." I replied.

I saw Yoongi smile in the corner of my eyes. "I realized that I had to give in to my love for him." I said quickly. I wrapped my arms around Yoongi's waist and kissed his neck. Yoongi tilted his neck slightly and held my hands together. I smirked slightly. His skin was already bloody, but he marked my neck, so I'm marking his.

I quickly kissed his neck once more, creating my own mark on his pale skin. I continued to make hickeys over his neck, until he tensed up and tightened his grip on my hands. I smirked and softly grazed my teeth over that spot, causing Yoongi to let out a low groan.

Jin yelled. "Yah! Seriously! We. Are. Eating!" Yoongi and I looked up at the others, who burst into laughter. Yoongi whined softly when I removed my lips from his sensitive skin. "Hobiii!" I hushed him and smirked. "We'll continue this after dinner.."

The End

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