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𝕴𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖌𝖊 𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖊𝖔𝖚𝖑 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖆 𝖕𝖘𝖞𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕺𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗. 𝕹𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊, 𝖕𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖗 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖚𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖙 𝖞𝖊𝖙. 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖆 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖇𝖔𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖘?

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- 𝕋𝕠𝕡 𝕋𝕒𝕖

- 𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕞 𝔾𝕘𝕦𝕜

- 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥

- 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥

- 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕕'𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ;-;

!Warning! A bit of bloodiness, a dash of violence and a pinch of identity alteration. If you can't stand these themes, I'd advise you skip the first half or so completely. Or the whole one-shot - Disturbing word, "f*ggot" used, I'm extremely sorry for that, it made me uncomfortable too.

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The screech of the knife against the wall rang across the deserted alley.

The only person there was cowering behind a garbage can. He was scared shitless as he heard a voice ring out, "There now, come out and stop hiding. I do hate hide and seek so much. Come out, come out wherever you are."

The voice was low, musical even. It made him want to give up his hiding position and walk towards the person in a trance. It made him want to lie down at the man's feet in surrender. But he focused and tried to keep his breathing inaudible.

After a while he heard the man's footsteps head away and let out a sigh of relief, thinking he'd given up.

Mistake number one.

The blade came slicing through the air and he cried out in surprise when it stuck in the wall, merely an inch away from his face.

A tall male appeared, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. He had cold icy blue eyes that looked like they were gazing below the man's bones and into his soul. His dark black hair seemed to absorb all light around him.

"Found ya."

Lowering himself he began to work on the man, humming as he ran his knife along the victim's skin, blood gushing from the areas cut.

The man's muffled screams hurt his ears. He sniffed in disdain before muttering, "Cowardly idiot," and driving his blade right through the wounded's chest.
The screams immediately died down.

The crouching man got up, not even bothering to hide the body.

Who'd find it anyways? All the weaklings were hiding at home like cockroaches under shadows.

The man twirled his blade on his fingers before putting it back inside. He cleaned himself of the blood, nose wrinkling in disgust. The streets were not completely empty, only a couple of stupid people walking around.

He increased his pace, going faster until he reached a tall building.

The door slammed behind him as he entered his house. Not paying attention to any of his surroundings, he walked straight to his room and headed to the calendar.

Striking off the 3rd of October he muttered under his breath.

"Eighteen in three days. Not bad," he smirked.

Hiding the knife away carefully, the man went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He got out, his head spinning and aching terribly. "What the fuck," he blinked, trying to get a hold of reality.

Before he knew it, he was out cold on his bed, shivering as he felt unconsciousness wrap its arms around him and take him prisoner.

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Someone was shaking him.

His eyes shot open and he panted heavily. It was like the last two days again. He had no memories of what he had been doing, only waking up after fainting all over the house.

It was the first time his boyfriend had seen him unconscious.

His gaze fell on the brown-haired boy beside him. "Hey," he got up slowly, smiling at his presence. The male had fluffy brown hair, large hazel doe-eyes and a worried look on his red face.

"What happened?," he spoke in a high voice, looking anxious.

"Oh nothing, just hit my head," he replied. "Hyung. What's wrong?" the boy pressed.

He looked close to tears.

The older boy sat up and pressed a soft kiss to his temple. "It's fine Jeonggukie, no need to worry," a reassuring smile appeared on his face. Jeongguk sighed before his boyfriend noticed something. "Gguk?" He hummed in response.

"Why're you blushing?," he smirked.

Jeongguk's gaze shot up to him before he looked away, biting his lip. "I-it's nothing Tae"
"No it is not nothing. Am I troubling you? Is this better?," he teased as he lifted the boy into his lap with the air of picking up a sheet of paper.

"Y-you're not wearing anything ex-except a towel," Jeongguk refused to meet his gaze.

"And that's flustering you? Oh, my innocent baby," the ravenette grinned and hugged him. "Taehyung," he whined. "Fine, fine, I'll wear something. You get out of your uniform too," Taehyung huffed.

As soon as Jeongguk left the room, Taehyung locked the door and sat down on the floor, heaving in shaky breaths.

Confusion ruled in his mind.

What had been going on? Why did he not remember what he'd been doing before he passed out?

Taehyung got up, slipped on jeans and a shirt and looked around the room for hints to help him.
"Hyung?" A knock sounded on the door. Taehyung nearly jumped out of his skin at it. Forcing himself to calm down, he opened the door, grinning.

"Better?," he asked, smiling. "Lots," Jeongguk looked down, still refusing to look at him.

"You sure nothing's wrong? Doctor Lee's free now, we can go to him," the younger frowned as he pressed his palm to the taller boy's forehead.

It felt clammy and Jeongguk felt the beads of sweat cling to his own hand.

Taehyung shrugged his hand off. "Let's watch some TV or something," he went over and switched the television on.

"Two more bodies have been found in the last four hours. Seoul remains terrorized by a murderer on the loose. Families of the victims say that they did not have any fight with anyone so we gather that the killer is murdering at random. Please stay inside and try not to go out as much as possible. We will continue to look into this and the person will be found and severely punished soon," police on the news spoke.

Taehyung's eyes narrowed and his heart raced for some reason. "Jeonggukie, don't go to uni for the next week at least. Please," he looked at the pale boy on his side and scooted closer, wrapping an arm around him.

Jeongguk shook his head. "Tae, I have exams, I can't miss classes."

"Then be careful. Don't go anywhere just head straight home. Don't go over to somewhere because you heard a gunshot or something," Taehyung pleaded, feeling more and more worried by every passing second.

The younger nodded, pressing himself into Taehyung.

He looked into the digital clock on his right as he wrapped an arm around the boy and let Jeongguk cuddle him. It was 11 o' clock. He didn't remember it getting so late.

"Get some sleep now, you must be tired," Taehyung announced and picked him up, carrying him to their room. "I'm not a child, Tae," Jeongguk pouted as the older tucked him in.

"Night, night, baby," he smiled and exited.

Two hours later, Taehyung was still awake, tossing and turning in bed. His loss of memories troubled him and he wasn't being able to sleep. "Go to swep hyung," Jeongguk murmured in his sleep as he felt the elder move for the thousandth time that night.

Taehyung, pulling Jeongguk in close to him and hugging him as he slept.

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The door creaked as he crept in, this time a gun in hand. The fearful whispers of two people in their last moments of life sounded through the house. "Now, now, no need to worry, you're going to die rather fast. I have been feeling rather generous today," the lean man stepped into the room.

His icy blue eyes swept over the room, wondering how to best terrify them.

"P-please d-d-don't kill him," a boy stuttered, moving in front of the other. "Aw, how sweet, giving your life for your boyfriend you little faggot?" Taehyung snarled.

The boy behind him whimpered in fear, clutching onto the other's arm.

"Whom do I kill first?," he mused, leaning against the cupboard. "P-please," the blonde boy whispered. Tears streaked down his face as he pulled in the other into his chest.

Both were around 15.

The one in front, trying to protect the smaller, was brown-haired and the other was blonde.

"Been abandoned by your families, have you? For being fucking gay?," he spat, knowing full well it was the truth. He felt a pang in his chest as he uttered the words.
After all, they applied to him as well.

The brunette winced.

Taehyung cocked his head and looked at the blonde male. He had light brown eyes and they had tears in them. Suddenly, Taehyung felt something stir inside him. He scowled and brushed it off, his fingers tightening around the gun.

"Say your goodbyes now," he said, lifting his gun and aiming at the blonde. "NO!," the brown-haired boy leapt in front as Taehyung fired.

"NO! SUNGHYO, NO, PLEASE," the blonde cried, tears streaming down.

"Eh, I think I'll kill you too now," Taehyung sneered and shot his bullet, blood spraying the front of his shirt as the boy slumped down, his arms around his boyfriend even in death.

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He woke up again at home, with a horrible headache. Taehyung staggered up, looking around him. Tripping into the washroom, he took his shirt off.

His eyes caught a flash of red on the shirt and his brows furrowed.

Taehyung held it out and his eyes widened. "No," he whispered as he realized what the red on his shirt was.

Clutching at his jeans pocket, he took out a grey pistol. His breathing ceased and he slumped down.

After a while, he got outside and switched the television on.

"Two boys found dead, holding onto each other. This is getting worse and we're no closer to an answer. The older, Lee Sunghyo was shot in the head first and then Kim Junghyun -," he switched it off.

All of a sudden Taehyung realized that Jeongguk was not at home.

But before he could panic, he fainted.

About a half hour later, he got up, his head filled with only one new knowledge. He'd had a flashback in his dream and he knew the inevitable now.

Taehyung was the murderer Seoul was terrified of.

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Jeongguk walked quickly, his heart racing. He wanted to reach home fast, get out of the outside world. At the school he'd gone to, two boys had been killed. Jeongguk knew one of them - the sweet yet overprotective of his boyfriend, Sunghyo, had always looked up to him.

Fighting back tears, he walked faster, keeping in mind how worried Taehyung must be.

He wanted nothing more than to just curl up in his arms, shielded and guarded from everything there. Because if there was something Jeongguk knew, it was that Kim Taehyung was his safe place.

Suddenly he heard a terrified scream.

And being the brave boy he was, Jeongguk couldn't help but head to the source of the sound, only wanting to help.

"Be careful. Don't go anywhere. Head straight home. Don't go over to somewhere just because you heard a gunshot or a scream, Ggukie," Taehyung's voice echoed in his head but Jeongguk only ran faster, wanting to save the victim.

He came out into a narrow alley. A woman was curled up in a corner, small frame wracking with sobs. A black-haired man held up his gun and said something before shooting her through the heart.

Jeongguk let out a gasp as the sound of the gunshot reached his ears.

The man whose back was facing him turned, a black mask over his face. Jeongguk recognized the shown part, though.

He'd know those beautiful blue eyes anywhere.

But they were different. Not as warm and electric as Jeongguk knew. They were icy cold.

Something flashed in the man's eyes before they turned cold again.

He took off his mask.

The part of his mind that doubted who it actually was gave in.

"Hyung? T-Taehyung?," Jeongguk whispered, stepping back. "What?," the man's harsh voice cut through the air. "Hyung, why would you -," Jeongguk whimpered softly, looking at the dead woman and back at his boyfriend.

As he watched, Taehyung's eyes returned to their normal kind glow, face reflecting confusion.

"Gguk?," he frowned before blinking and tripping over.

Jeongguk took a step forward this time and Taehyung's eyes closed, blank, before he fell, crumpling to his feet and completely unconscious.

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A.N. Well. Surprise update.

There's obviously gonna be a part two I just didn't wanna fit it all into one chapter ;)

Love you! Oh and tell me how it was please? Stay safe and happy! Bye bye!

~ Lesley ❤