stockholm syndrome. ʚ SEUNGSEOK [ON HOLD]

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"wooseok...you want to live right?" seungyoun asked with a low voice.

"yes...please let me go," wooseok begged.

"then why didn't you say that when i asked you?"

wooseok stayed silent.

"will you obey me to live?" the boy thought about it for a second, "of course, anything to survive."

"come over here wooseok..." the boy walked over hesitantly to where he was sitting. 

seungyoun had his arms crossed and legs crossed.

what is he trying to do?

"come sit down."

"i-i'm sorry but i don't seem to see any chairs in the room," wooseok muttered under his breathe.

"oh i know, that's why you're going to sit on my lap." seungyoun's eyes met wooseok's.

wooseok felt uncomfortable, it didn't help that he couldn't go out of the room. 

"i don't...i don't want to..." 

"then i'll make you." wooseok was pulled by seungyoun into his lap, his arms snaking around his waist.

he wanted to leave, wooseok's buttons were being pushed, he wanted to cry.

"why are you crying? is it because you won't see your family again?" seungyoun pouts jokingly. 

"i don't have a family." wooseok mutters while seungyoun laughs. 

"i guess we aren't so different." 

we are not the same.

"so why don't you join me?" 

i don't want to.

"and we can be friends." seungyoun smiles.

i don't want to be your friend.

wooseok nods softly and the grip on his waist got tighter. 

"i'm glad." 

seungyoun reaches over to the drawer in the table and pulls out the small phone that wooseok owned. 

"here, your contacts are wiped but everything else is the same, a little reward for you." seungyoun lets go of the boy and smiles at him. 

"so...can i leave?" wooseok asked. 

"sure, back to your room of course, yohan is outside.

wooseok leaves the room with the blindfold back on and is lead back to the room.

wooseok was glad he still had his phone.

even if all his contacts were wiped off, he still had his playlist of music.

♫ 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨... ♫
𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘓 𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘊𝘐𝘈𝘓 𝘣𝘺 𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘊𝘌   ✔
⏭ ⏸ ⏮

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴,
𝘋𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦,
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘮.
𝘈𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺,
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙉𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮,
𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙚.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭,
𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘦,
𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰,
𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡.
𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡,
𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚.
𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚,
𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡..

𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘋𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥.
𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨,
𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭...

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wooseok felt something wet on his cheek, it was tears. 

a non stop flow of his tears.

oh how much he related to this song.

his memories of his bullying experiences began to pop up in his head.

"maybe it's time to give you a haircut!" the group of boys  slowly approached wooseok with scissors, smirks lingering on their faces.

"stop! please! why are you doing this?!"

"because you're ugly! you should fo never existed! you disgusting thing!" the boys 

"fuck, lets go the teacher is coming." the boy shouts before running of with his other friends.

"I can't deal with his anymore..."

wooseok sighed under his breathe.

would it be better just to stay here?

𑁍 𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 4 𑁍
Hey guys! I finally updated since a while ~ My school holidays just started so I will be able to update often. Also thank you so much for 350+ reads on this book! I honestly didn't think I would get this much but here I Am. Make sure to vote and comment because I really appreciate it 💕

Have a great day everyone ~
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( seungyoun in a cropped blazer at Thailand kcon is 🔥🔥🔥)

:,D re-edit #2