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junhyuk picked up the knife, gunil cowering in terror at the sight of the knife. "hey, calm down and put the knife down..." gunil lifted his arms, sweating bullets. junhyuk chuckled psychotically, narrowing his gaze and glaring at gunil, "calm down? you hurt my darling, how could i forgive you, hmm?" his 'sweet' tone and words sent a shiver down gunil's spine, his fear worsening with each step junhyuk took. "l-look i'm sorry !" gunil squeaked in fear, backing up further into the corner. "sorry doesn't change anything, gunil," junhyuk hissed, spinning the knife between his fingers. gunil's heart pounded against his ribs like drums being played, he was pretty sure junhyuk could hear his heartbeat at this point. junhyuk scoffed, kicking him in the stomach, "you understood what you did to him right? i'll pay you back double of what you did to my darling, so you never mess with him again~" gunil clutched his stomach in pain, groaning at the force of the kick. then with a psychotic grin, jungyuk lifted the knife. "j-junhyuk wait !" suddenly, a panicked voice cut through the tense air. junhyuk snapped his head sharply, narrowing his eyes, "mako, what are you doing here. this is my business, darling." mako rushed in, placing a hand on junhyuk's shoulder while he caught his breath. finally, he spoke up, "junhyuk-ah... this isn't like you-" although his stomach churned with guilt at the sight of the guy he hurt, gunil's eyes glimmered with hope at his words, was he about to be saved by the very person that he hurt? "... to do this without me, how could you~" mako whined, hugging junhyuk from behind. a sinister grin flashed on mako's face as he glared down at gunil, sticking out his tongue and taking out a knife of his own. gunil thought he was about to be saved — he was wrong, in fact, very very wrong. he had underestimated how dangerous the couple was. junhyuk grinned, leaning against a nearby wall and crossing his arms. "do your worst, darling~" he ran a hand through his hair, watching mako verbally torture gunil. "m-make it stop..." gunil begged, still clutching his stomach. "aww, is the poor baby begging~?" mako smirked, kicking his stomch again. gunil coughed out some blood, hands slightly trembling as his eyes widened. mako, grinned sadistically, kicking his stomach again. "you mess with me, you mess with what's mine." then he lifted the knife and stabbed gunil in the shoulder, enjoying his reactions. gunil coughed up more blood, begging softly, "please... let me go..." mako wiped the blood off his knife, smearing it on the wall. "how about... no." mako kicked him in the stomach again, blood splattering on his shoes. "you two are psychos !" gunil shouted in a strained voice as a last resort, clutching his stomach harder as his stomach twisted in pain. mako stepped back and junhyuk stepped forward, spinning the knife in his hands again as he smirked and tilted his head, "so what~? those words just motivate me more." gunil was petrified, the fire in junhyuk's eyes was burning brighter, and it was now that he had realised what he had shouted. junhyuk let out a chuckle, exclaiming in a sickeningly sweet tone, "let the fun begin !" gunil shut his eyes in fear as he spotted the knife moving in junhyuk's hand. just as he opened his eyes, he registered that the knife wasn't in the attacker's hand anymore and his side started burning intensely. as he reached out to his side, his eyes widened in horror when he spotted blood on his hand. then he heard giggles, growing louder by the second. "aww is the little baby scared of a little blood~?" junhyuk taunted, leaning in and sticking out his tongue. then without mercy, junhyuk pulled out the knife, making gunil lean forward at the sudden sharp pain in his side. mako watched from the side, smirking at gunil's pain — he had messed with the exact people he shouldn't have. gunil felt more dazed by the second, blood streaming out of his wounds and the metallic taste of his own blood on his own tongue. his wounds stung, and the fact that the couple in front of him were chuckling didn't help. just as he tried to say something, he felt another object strike the area between his ribs. not even noticing, gunil soon 'collapsed', succumbing to the darkness of his mind and injuries. junhyuk finished him off, pulling the knife out of gunil's chest, drenched in blood. "we're done here," he exclaimed, cleaning the blood off his knife onto his already bloody shirt. mako just nodded, pulling junhyuk closer as they left.