KILL AND CHILL | JAYWON

By Minshein29

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When Jungwon moves to a small town in South Korea, he falls in love with Jay, a mysterious classmate who reve... More

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Sequel.
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By Minshein29

A/N : just so you understand, Jay, Jake, Sunoo and Sunghoon are all adopted and lives together. They are not related at all but have the same mom and adoptive dad. But their adoptive mother is dead.

Jay lays in his bed, his record-player playing a song called "Tonight you belong to me". Jay loves old songs, unlike others teenagers who likes more recent things such as Nicki Minaj or Bruno Mars.

Jake walks by and stop when he hears the music, he walks inside Jay's bedroom and give him a traumatized look. Jay just look at him with no emotion as always.

- What's up with the creepy music? Jake asked with a nervous laugh.

- It's a nice song.

- Yeah... A nice song to get murdered. Jake laughed.

- That's what's going to happen if you don't get out of my room, Jay said.

Jake raised his hands in the air.

-Alright, just so you know, diner is ready.

Jake walked out of the room being followed shortly after Jay. Sunoo and Sunghoon were already at the table. Sunoo bit Sunghoon shoulder who slapped him, making Sunoo laugh like a kid.

Their dad walked in, giving them their diner. Jake and Jay sat next to each other's and their dad at the end of the table.

Sunoo looks at the other end of the table and then back to his dad.

-Dad, you didn't put food for mom, Sunoo said.

Everyone goes silent.

-Sorry I forgot, here you go. Their dad said as he went to get up. He came back with a plate, making Sunoo smile.

- Sunoo you should grow up, Jay said.

- Let him be, Sunghoon said.

Jay took a bite of his steak, sighing.

- Anyway, how was school today? Their dad asked.

- I had an B in calculus! Jake said proudly after sipping his water with a straw.

- I'm proud of you Jake. Any other good news?

- I didn't punch anyone today, Sunghoon said.

- Sadly, Jay said.

Their dad sighed.

- There's a new student at school, Sunoo said licking his fork full of mashed potatoes.

Jay head perked up and Sunghoon noticed that.

- Oh really? Did you talk with him? It's rare that we have new people around town, their dad said.

-Ahh is it the boy on fifth Avenue? I saw him with his father.

Jay slowly slid the knife that was on the table inside his shirt and stood up. Making everyone stare at him.

- Where are you going ? His dad asked.

- For a walk.

- But you didn't even eat all of your food!

- Don't care, Jay said grabbing his jacket.

- Be careful outside, they never catched that freak murderer, Sunghoon said.

Jay smirked and went outside.

Meanwhile at Jungwon house, Jungwon was taking a shower. Jungwon used to put some music on when he showered when he's alone at home. His playlist was on when suddenly the music stopped. Since it was on his radio, if the music stopped it would be because someone pressed the pause button.

- Dad?! Jungwon shouted.

No response.

He sighed and stopped the water. He pulled a towel around his hips, being careful not to slip down on the floor because of his wet feet.

Suddenly another song came on, that scared Jungwon a little. He opened the door fully.

"You're just too good to be true"

"Can't take my eyes off of you"

"You'd be like heaven to touch"

"I wanna hold you so much"

Jungwon grabbed his bag and took his pepper spray with him.

He felt like someone was watching him, like if someone was in his house uninvited. He turned the wall corner, seeing no one, when suddenly a hand touched his shoulder making him yelp in surprise.

- What are you doing?

Jungwon slammed the bottle on the person's head. When he looked down, he saw his father holding his forehead and mumbling things under his breath.

- Oh my god Dad you scared me ! I thought you were someone who came to kill me or something like that, Jungwon said as he bent over to look at his dad's forehead.

- You know, that's not how you're supposed to use that spray can, His dad said.

The both of them looked at each other and started laughing. His dad stood up and sighed.

- Did you eat?

- Yes, I made a bowl of kimchi noodles, Jungwon said.

- Great choice. You should go sleep now, it's getting late, his dad said making himself a cup of coffee.

- You're right. I'm starting to get paranoid. Good night Dad.

Jungwon started to walk up the stairs when his dad called him.

- Son...

Jungwon turned his head around.

- Yes ?

His dad, holding his coffee in one hand took a sip and looked up at Jungwon.

- I missed you.

Jungwon smiled, his dimple showing up on his left cheek.

- I missed you too.

Jungwon walked up the stairs, sliding his fingers through his now almost dried hair. He dropped his towel on the ground, shivers running down his now naked legs. Jungwon heard a cracking sound but decided to ignore it, thinking it was probably the house since it's an old one.

Jungwon pulled on some pyjamas pants with little planets on it and a black oversized t-shirt. He went to bed and looked at his ceiling fan. His mind going back to what happened earlier. He couldn't understand why people thought the boys he saw earlier were weird. They looked totally normal to Jungwon. But one of them catched Jungwon's eyes more than the others. That blonde boy was starring into his soul and no one ever looked at him this way before. That night, Jungwon fell asleep thinking about Jay.

And Jay, couldn't stop looking at him from his closet, the small light from the room glowing on his eyes.

After a whole hour, Jay walked out of the closet slowly. Not making any sounds, only Jungwon's soft snores could be heard and the low sound of the tv downstairs that Jungwon's dad fell asleep in front of.

Jay walked next to Jungwon's bed, pulling out the knife he hid under his shirt earlier. Jay slid the knife slowly on the bed sheets, the reflection of the moon shining on it. He didn't know why he wanted to stick that knife inside the poor boy. He didn't know why he wanted to see his blood everywhere on the bed, smelling the metallic red liquid in his nostrils.

Suddenly, Jungwon turned in his sleep, now facing Jay. The boy could now see Jungwon's face. How his eyes were closed peacefully, his eyelashes on his cheeks. How his lips formed a small pout, and his eyebrows a little frown.

Jay's hand on the knife became tighter. His mind went blank. He suddenly felt a wave of heat on his neck and shoulders. His lower lip caught between his teeths. He slowly came on his knees, to take a better look at the boy's face.

Jay slowly brushed a strand of hair that fell onto Jungwon's face behind his ear, carefully not to wake him up. He smiled, but then realized what he was doing.

- What are you doing to me...

Jay took his knife back inside his shirt and stood up, he slowly looked at the ground to see a shirt, probably of Jungwon's. He grabbed it, and made his way downstairs and outside the house without waking up anyone. Jay was like a cat, he moved fast and without any sound.

When he came back to his house, everyone was dead asleep. Like always, nobody cared if he was back home or not.

Jay walked to his bedroom,closing the door slowly behind him. He jumped into his bed and slid the knife under his pillow. Jungwon's shirt was still in his hand. Jay didn't even bother to remove his clothes, he fell asleep cuddling the t-shirt, like a kid would cuddle their plushies to help them sleep.

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