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Taeyong realized something fishy about his roommate but it was too late.
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Taeyong used to go on dates with his friend Doyoung on fridays. But that monday he didn't show up in their meeting spot. Taeyong waited there for hours and called him several times but his calls were unanswered and Doyoung was nowhere to be found. Maybe he had a meeting and forgot to tell him about it, he thought and took the bus home.
He ringed the bell and his roommate Ten opened the door smiling. He waved and hugged him. Taeyong hugged back and stayed in his embrace for a while.
-He didn't show up and I can't reach him out either.I am so worried.
- Oh, he should be fine maybe he had some last minute work and forgot. Don't worry about him, he is a grown man afterall.
Taeyong nodded and went in. They had pasta with tomato souce and some wine. After the dinner Taeyong was washing the dishes and Ten told him he was going to drop the trash outside. Meanwhile he finished the dishes and got rid of his dirty clothes and picked up both of their piled up clothes from the ground.
Ten's shirt had some sauce splashes but it had chunks on it so he decided to wash it by hand before placing it to the washing machine. After rinsing it several times the sauce splash was almost gone but it left a brownish stain. Something popped up in his mind but that would be such a nonsense. He went to the kitchen after running out of dish soap. And as he got the soap from the sink he realized something was missing. One of the knives was missing. He toured the kitchen to find it but it wasn't there.
He was starting to feel anxious so he grabbed his phone to text Doyoung. Was he being delusional? He always made sure to keep things in place so that he wouldn't lose any belongings. Who would forget a knife at somewhere else in the kitchen. Maybe he ate a fruit bowl in the living room. It wasn't there either.
-Doyoung, can you call me back when you are available please?
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-I am not feeling so good.
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-Don't laugh at me but I am freaking out right now and I need someone to stay with me tonight. Can you come over?
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-It's really important.
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-Actually should I come over that would be for the better?
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-I found some stuff and i want to make sure im not being delusional you know me i like things to be tidy and i was tidying up the room and i found some stuff but you wouldn't believe it
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-It's about Ten
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-I am scared that he might be trying to kill me oh my god i sound like a freak but i swear i can't find a kitchen knife
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-Should I just leave the house until I am sure what do i do do i get the police to check up first
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-Doyoung are you ok why are you just...
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"Oh my god. No. God. Please oh my god. "
Taeyong dropped the phone to the ground and got a knife from the kitchen and ran to the bathroom and locked in. He was panicked, trembling and shaking.
He heard the keys clicking. Tightened his hold on the knife and hopped on the toilet seat. Slowy opened the vent.
"Taeyong, I'm home are you ok your phone is on the ground. "
Taeyong didn't respond. He was holding back tears and trying his best not to sob. And he heard his phone notification. It was the one he arranged specifically for Doyoung. He let out a breath. He was just overthinking everything. Doyoung responded to him and Ten probably used the knife to cut some wires for his mechanical fixing stuff. And maybe it was just a nosebleed. It was quite hot in summer. He felt ashamed for being scared of his cute roommate. He never hurt Taeyong, he was nothing but nice and understanding to him. So he showed the knife under the bathroom rug and opened the door.
"Sorry, I couldn't respond. I was in the bathroom. "
"No problem, are you ok? You look really pale. "
Taeyong smiled faintly.
"Yeah just really tired. "
"Let me make some tea for you to relax then. " He stroked Taeyong's back and left the room.
Ten came back with a nice hot daisy tea and Taeyong drank it all. After chatting a bit and he remembered that he still hadn't replied back to Doyoung nor took the knife to it's place so he got his phone and went to the bathroom. He messaged back Doyoung.
-Sorry, false alarm. You know I can't help my anxiety. Thanks for responding despite being so bussy!!! ily
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Taeyong heard a notification sound. Oh, fuck. Fuck his life. He felt his body hair straigthening up and cold waters running down his spine.
As he was bending down to get the knife under the rug he felt his consciousness slipping away. Oh now he was on the floor heavily breathing. The bathroom door opened. Ten was looking at him expressionless.
-But why?
Taeyong whispered.
-I love you Yong. More than he did. I would never harm you, how could I? You are my one and only afterall.
Taeyong was now sobbing.
- Ten please stop I never knew. You didn't have to do it!
Ten hunched down held Taeyong's face in his hands.
-You never considered me because you were so sure he was the one. Was he really the one? He was never good enough for you but you didn't want to open your eyes.
He swiped the tear running down Taeyong's face. Taeyong felt so numb, he couldn't move his body.
-We will be fine Taeyong, we will open our eyes to a fresh start tomorrow.
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