When I was in the bathroom of the casino, I heard someone storm inside.
It was you, stumbling with your hands extended into my direction. They wrapped around my body, your lips against mine; it made me moan into your mouth as you touched me. I felt pretty again.
You had me pressed against the tiles of the wall when the door opened and one of the men from before stepped inside. He smirked.
"I didn't know you liked incest."
But we weren't siblings, it wasn't incest. It was alright, wasn't it?
Your reaction was different than me being in shock, Chanyeol. He may have been with us but he wasn't your friend, thus you made no intentions to keep him alive. You swirled the knife between your fingers nonchalantly as he let out heavy breaths, before his chest stopped rising and falling.
"It's shall remain our secret."
You whispered that night before you pressed your lips on mine again