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Jongwoo's body stiffens when he feels Moonjo walk aggressively toward him. He's getting tired, so he wouldn't be able to keep up with the dentist anymore. As much as he thought he'd be able to beat Moonjo, he soon realized that the man was stronger than he looked. He remembered the fact that he saw him shirtless once, and he did look in a pretty well fitness state. Jongwoo tries to think of a way he could escape, and just stop before he gets killed. The closer Moonjo walked toward him, the more he started to panic.
Finally, as stupid as it was. Only one thought hit his mind. If he could freeze Moonjo even for a split second, it would give him the upper hand to run away, right? Although his idea wasn't the best one, it was something. "Wait!" Jongwoo finally screamed, and he was surprised to see the dentist slightly slow down. A confused look was now on the older man's face. However, Moonjo still wasn't stopping and only kept walking towards him with a slower movement. Oh, fuck it. Before the taller man could reach him, Jongwoo reaches up to grab the collar of Moonjo's shirt. He immediately pulls the man down closer to his level - earning a slight stumble from the dentist.
"What-" Moonjo tries to question, his eyes wider than Jongwoo had ever seen them. The writer doesn't hesitate to press their lips together, and to his surprise; Moonjo froze almost immediately. Jongwoo didn't think he'd actually get that reaction, if anything he thought his idea was beyond stupid. It was a desperate one, but seeing the older man that he grew to hate stiff was enough.
Jongwoo pulls away from Moonjo, stepping back to get a better look at him. Moonjo could only stare at him, with the same wide-eyed look he had before. God, it almost made Jongwoo laugh until he realized this was still the insane stalker who was about to kill him just a few seconds ago. He starts to back up, getting ready to run away - only to stop when noticing Moonjo slowly bring up his hand to touch his lips; his eyebrows furrowing after he made contact with them.
Honestly, he didn't know why he wasn't running. Jongwoo didn't know why he wasn't taking off to get Jieun and leave, but the state that Moonjo was in made him realize something. The usually scary and intimidating man that lurked around in all black, could be vulnerable.
Why did he care about that? Jongwoo hated him. This man was responsible for ruining his life. He killed Jaeho, he killed Seokyoon - hell, he kidnapped his girlfriend. But he couldn't help but stare. Jongwoo couldn't help it, a loud laugh escaped his lips which made Moonjo immediately look up at him. "I hate you," Jongwoo admitted, still laughing.
Moonjo only can stare. It was the first time he saw the dentist silent, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. "Seriously, I hate you. You've ruined my life... But why the hell are you so surprised by a stupid little kiss?" Jongwoo shook his head, letting go of the hammer he was still holding.
The older man seemed to stand straight again, inhaling deeply.
"What? Huh? Did I take your first kiss or something?" Jongwoo snapped. "Whatever, bastard, you took my entire life."
Jongwoo watches Moonjo inhale again, which surprised him. Jesus, why was he acting like this? It was freaking him out to see what seemed like Moonjo trying to collect himself.
"Ahjussi," Jongwoo starts to say. "Why did you do all of this to me?"
Moonjo finally locks eye contact with him through his wet hair. "Why did you do that?"
"Why did I kiss you?" Jongwoo huffed.
God, how pathetic.
"Yes, why would you do that?" Moonjo asked again.
Seriously? Was this guy that naive to kisses or something? It's not like Jongwoo was proposing to him.
"To stop you, I guess. It worked, right? You're not trying to kill me, anymore - I mean..."
Moonjo took another deep breath. "I wasn't going to kill you, Jagiya."
"Oh, god, why do you call me that? You sound like you're seriously trying to seduce me, but even after I kissed you - you're not doing shit. Do you like me or not? If you have some weird crush on me, did you think ruining my life and hurting people around me would gain my affection?"
"That's not why I did it," Moonjo replied.
It was a simple answer, yet it truly answered nothing.
"Why did you do it?"
Jongwoo was angry. In what world did Moonjo truly have a reason to do this to him?
"I don't like you," Moonjo practically spat those words in disgust. "I don't romantically like you. I only see myself in you. Until you did that."
Until he kissed him? Funny. Jongwoo can only stifle a laugh.
"Here I was, thinking you liked me romantically. But it was all for some stupid groomy shitty reason instead, right?"
Moonjo brings his hand away from his lips, and both his arms limply are by his sides. "That's a vile accusation to make."
This prick was homophobic too?
"Mark homophobia to the list of shit wrong with you. You're already fucked up for being a serial killer, but now homophobic too? Damn, you're a mess," Jongwoo smacks his lips.
It was as if this guy trying to make him hate him even more. Was that even possible? Jongwoo already hated him, but now? There was not a single likable thing about him.
"You wanted to fight me, Jagiya."
Jongwoo glared at him. "No-" he thinks about it. He did initiate the fight by lunging at Moonjo from his room, but that wasn't his fault. He told him to kill his goddamn friend. "You started it by asking me to make some stupid decision."
A slight chuckle escapes the dentist's lips. "So, you thought lunging at me with a knife would do the trick? I never initiated a battle between us. You could've said no."
"No? Do you think I had a choice or something? Saying no to you? A serial killer?"
He only gets a hum in response.
"You're fucked up. Do your parents know that you're such an awful person?"
Moonjo only gave him a small shrug. "I doubt they're watching me from heaven, Jagiya."
Shit, why did that actually gain a slight moment of guilt from Jongwoo? What was wrong with him? He hated Moonjo, there was no reason to pity him.
"Oh, big whoop. You're parents died, but that doesn't mean you can be a serial killer!" Jongwoo snapped. "Do you think I'd feel bad?"
Moonjo tilts his head back, stretching his neck slightly before he looks at him again.
"Run away then. Why are you having a discussion with me?"
"Because-" Jongwoo stops. "-Because... I don't know."
His hands move to entangle his hair in frustration, pulling at the strands.
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you," Jongwoo repeats, staring at Moonjo. His eyes tear up as he kneels down to cry properly. The voices that he constantly heard started to die down, embracing that he was crying properly for the first time in days. "Because I want to know why you did this to me."
Moonjo was too quiet. It annoyed Jongwoo. The man was always speaking a little too much. To the point, he started asking openly if he ever shut up. Moonjo would always smile innocently and keep talking, though.
"Must I have a reason?" Moonjo whispered, barely bearable. "Isn't that what human beings are made for? To gnaw on the weak?"
Jongwoo looks up from him, despite his blurry vision from the tears making it hard for him. "Who taught you that bullshit? A demon?"
"The landlady."
What? Why the fuck would she corrupt his mind with that shit? Who actually believes in that? You'd have to be a person with a god complex.
"God, she's fucked for that. And you're even more stupid for believing in that shit. What? She raised you into believing that?"
The silence makes him stand up again.
Moonjo's staring at him again. "Is she wrong? Don't you enjoy it too?"
Jongwoo laughed.
Did he enjoy gnawing on the weak? Jongwoo thought he was in the category of weak. "No, you devil. If you keep gnawing on the weak to survive, you're just as weak. You need the weak to keep strong, so without them. You're just like everybody else. Look at this," Jongwoo lifts his arm, showing the cut he had that was bleeding from Moonjo's needle. "Lift your sleeve."
Moonjo slowly lifted his sleeve, exposing the scars he remembered seeing on the man when they showered.
"Answer this, did you bleed when you got all of those?" Jongwoo asked him.
"Yes."
Jongwoo groaned in annoyance, stomping over to grab Moonjo's arm properly. "No matter what. You bleed like every other human that you disregard as weak. You're just like them, idiot. A weak person. We're all weak. Wake the fuck up. You're no better just because you have some weird god complex. Did you forget you're human too? You bleed, cough, choke, everything. In the end, you are a vulnerable person too. Got it, demon?"
The dentist snatches his arm away.
"Let me go, Moonjo."
"Let you go?" Moonjo repeats, his eyes narrowing. "Why should I do that?"
Jongwoo stepped closer to him. "Or I'll spook you with a kiss."
A slight laugh escapes the older man's lips, catching Jongwoo off guard.
Moonjo looks down at him. "You cheated on your girlfriend. And you still want to save her?"
"Cheated-" Jongwoo instantly realized that Moonjo was technically right. "I was going to break up with her. After she kept pushing me off, I realized she'd do better without me. We're technically not together. Because of all the stress from the residency."
"Is it from the residency? Or is it because she wasn't believing you."
Jongwoo looks up at him. The thought crossed his mind, but Moonjo saying it out loud made him feel pathetic. "The only person who really believed me was you, but you ended up being crazy. Every time I ranted about the residents, you stood there and listened and made your own creepy commentary here and there, but you didn't exactly deny it. I fucking hate you, but the times you'd let me rant were the times I tolerated you. Because nobody - nobody at all, fucking believed me."
Moonjo took another deep breath. "Then run away with me."
"Eh?" Jongwoo immediately replied, a shocked look on his face.
"You hate me, but I'll always believe you if something happens. I protected you from harm, and I'll always do the same. I was never going to kill you. I'll let you do whatever you want. I'll let you live the way you want, but I only request you come with me."
Jongwoo almost wanted to laugh as if it was the most hysterical suggestion. Why would he go with this crazy bastard? But the suggestion didn't scare him, which confused Jongwoo. Why was living with Moonjo after the man said all that oddly relieving to hear? Live the way he wanted? Have a person who would somehow respect the way he was? Who else could he be like that with? Moonjo was a fucked up person, but he still treated him somewhat better than most.
Why did he hate Moonjo and not Jaeho? Why did he not despise his girlfriend for not believing him? Did he really hate Moonjo? He thinks about it. Would he kiss Jaeho- fuck no. Jongwoo almost puked at the thought. Then why did he kiss Moonjo?
"Do you seriously not like me?"
Moonjo scoffed. "Romantically? No."
"You're not going to ever try and do something romantic with me, right?"
"I'm not interested in that, no."
Jongwoo raised an eyebrow. "I'll have my own room?"
"Yes, Jagiya, you'll have your own room," Moonjo sighed, almost as if he was getting tired of Jongwoo talking so much.
"You seriously don't like me?"
"Aish... Why do you keep asking me that? No, Jongwoo, I do not like you. Do you understand? I have never liked a person romantically. I don't find a romantic attraction to you. This is the last time I'll say that." Moonjo snapped, stepping back from the writer.
If it was anyone else, Jongwoo would've smiled. Being rejected wasn't something he couldn't handle. Especially if it was because he wanted that person to find no romantic interest in him. However, Moonjo saying that angered him.
"Why don't you like me? Is it because I'm a guy?"
"No."
Jongwoo stepped closer to him. "Is it because you're a psychopath?"
"Sociopath," Moonjo corrected.
"Am I ugly?"
"You're decent..."
Jongwoo steps closer again. "Why did you freeze when I kissed you?"
"You surprised me."
"Have you ever been kissed before?"
Another step closer, Moonjo took a step back this time.
"No."
Jongwoo grabs Moonjo by the collar again, pulling him closer and making it so that he was unable to step away. "Did it make you feel uncomfortable? Isn't that a weak thing to feel?"
Moonjo only stiffened again.
"Isn't it better to say what you want to say? Versus keeping it all inside you, right?" Jongwoo mocks the man's previous words.
Moonjo tries to pull away from him, not actually giving a solid attempt.
"Are you trying to seduce me? You said you hated me."
Jongwoo only laughed.
His grip on Moonjo tightened. "I'll run away with you. Keep working on that 'I feel nothing' act of yours. Your cheeks are red."
The dentist's eyebrows furrow.