☆Starry Hwa☆

"Did I do well?" San was walking towards you, showing you drops of blood falling from his hand to the ground and pieces of flesh, while holding an internal organ of your boyfriend, Yeosang, which you couldn't identify. The forest was cold, desolate, and dark; there was no one here except him, the body of your boyfriend who died a few minutes ago, and you, tied to a tree.

"Won't you praise me? I saved you from him." You couldn't speak. If San hadn't tied you to the tree, you would have fallen to the ground already. Your head was spinning, and everything felt like a dream; this couldn't be real. The only word that came out of your mouth was a small "why?"

San came right up to you, bent down to your eye level, and held out what was in his hand. "I'll eliminate everything that prevents us from living together." As he squeezed what was in his hand, more blood and tissue fragments fell to the ground, making a nauseating sound. "Don't you want to taste your ex-boyfriend?" You didn't know what he was talking about. He was just talking, but his words weren't reaching you.

You looked at your boyfriend lying on the ground, his limbs twisted in a disturbing way. If this wasn't a dream and you were really living this, you'd lose your mind. "You've been lovers for years, why don't you say goodbye to him one last time?" He brought the remaining tissues in his hand closer to you, but you immediately pulled your head back. If you looked at the thing in his hand any longer, you could faint, and the smell of blood continued to make you dizzy. All your muscles were aching from shaking with fear, and the tears that hadn't yet flowed due to the shock you were experiencing were starting to flow down your cheeks.

Nighttime was starting to become colder, you could feel the breeze pick up as you stood outside the old church. Autumn was here, and here to stay until the bitter coldness of winter wanted to take over. You’d miss the summer, when the world was alive and free. The sunset was your favorite part, but that would always be with you.

You’d hoped he wouldn’t take long. Then again, he did whatever he pleased, and everyone loved him for it. Well, most people. Others, like you, saw through his charade and knew he was utterly insane. But somehow his charm and manipulative words made people look past that, and only saw a man who could bring hope to this small town.

As much as you didn’t want to oblige, your father insisted it would be good for you. Perhaps you could see that he does mean well and only wants the best for everyone, he encouraged. It made you want to scream your head off, but you weren’t in the mood for a fight tonight. So, you said you’d go for only a little while.

Hongjoong specifically requested you at the church for seven, and it was now seven o’three. Your patience had begun to thin, and you were this close to just going home. However, you heard footsteps approaching from the side of the building, and low and behold, there he was. Confidence and cocky as ever.

His attire remained the same from when you saw it earlier. An all-black outfit with his signature boots and eyepatch. You were convinced it was fake, and you’d prove it one day. Maybe then you could convince everyone that Hongjoong was a fraud and could not be trusted. What a glorious day that would be.

“Ah, you’re here. I was worried you wouldn’t show up. You didn’t attend my service today,” Hongjoong called out as he stalked towards you.

You shook your head. “I had other . . . obligations to attend to. Very important ones.”

“Understandable. Maybe next time, my service can be another important obligation of yours,” he commented, which made you dig your nails into your hands. You couldn’t react, that’s what he wanted. It was best if you just kept your mouth shut.

You simply ignored his comment and crossed your arms over your chest. “You asked me to come here, and I showed up, so what do you want?”

A smirk rose on his face. “So hostile, it’s all good things,” Hongjoong reassured you, but you felt everything but reassured. “There’s something I want to show you. Come.”

He pushed open one of the church doors and your gut immediately began to scream. This wasn’t a good idea, especially when it would get dark soon. God knows what he wanted to show you.

“It’s getting really late. Monsignor Pruitt doesn’t like it when people go to church after services end. Can’t we come back tomorrow morning? At a normal time? When people are out and about?” You tried to reason.

“Are you ensuing that I am going to harm you, Darling?” He asked. “Didn’t realize your hatred for me ran so deep.”

“I don’t hate you. I just don’t like you, and what you’re saying to the town,” you fought back. “But in all seriousness, this is very creepy, so can’t we just do it tomorrow morning? I’ll show up, I swear.”

But Hongjoong only shook his head. “But you’ll miss the big surprise if we don’t go now. Come, it won’t be long.”

You rolled your eyes as you watched him disappear into the church. With a dramatic sigh, you followed, your nerves increasing by the second. Surely if you were to die, then everyone would know Hongjoong did it, and he’d be sent to prison. There was some comfort in that.

It was different at night. Darker, obviously, but also calmer. Like you could just be alone in your thoughts and not worry about what others had to say. You used to come here a lot, but you couldn’t recall why you stopped. Maybe it was a sign to start going again. If the town allowed it, now that Hongjoong was weaseling his way in. You still didn’t see the appeal of his little group. You hoped you never would, and you prayed that someone would slap you if you showed the slightest bit of interest.

The uneasiness arose again once you began to walk upstairs, down a hallway you had never seen before. It was most likely to the Monsignor’s office, but still, no one was allowed back there. You wondered how he’d react seeing the both of you walk down his hallways. Hongjoong would most likely manipulate Monsignor Pruitt into making him believe it to be his fault. Or throw you under the bus. Either option was feasible.

When you reached the top, you walked out onto a balcony. You could see the sky blending into pink and orange, the stars sprinkling around it. It was truly a magnificent sight, one you never noticed before. You always knew the sunsets were pretty, but you didn’t realize

“I never knew you could see this kind of view from up here,” you spoke, memorized. You couldn’t take your eyes off of the skyline. “It’s beautiful.”

Hongjoong observed you, arms behind his back. “Neither did I. I need somewhere to escape to whenever I need to clear my head. My cabin isn’t good enough.”

You didn’t say anything, you just leaned against the balcony with your arms. Silence filled the space between you, and you couldn’t tell if you needed to say something, or if the silence was good enough. It was nice like this, quiet. You could actually hear your thoughts for once.

“How did you convince—” You started.

“Why do you resist me?” He cut you off.

You weren’t sure how to answer that. There were many reasons. It would take you forever to name all of them. So, you only shook your head. “I don’t really know. I’m content with where I’m at, I guess?”

“Are you really, though?” He asked, to which you wanted to answer No but chose to refrain.

You shrugged your shoulders. “My life is fine, and that’s all you’ll get from me. I have a loving family, friends, and a community that looks out for each other. What more could I want?”

“Stability, purpose, love. There are many things one can achieve in their lifetime, it doesn’t have to be a select few,” Hongjoong explained. “You could be happy. With me. The group.”

“And why would I do that? Throw away everything for a prophecy that is absolute bullshit? No thanks, I would rather live in the real world than play pretend and go insane.”

“Because it is real. And you are a big part of it. I need someone brave, someone strong. That person is you. It has always been you. You truly think the real world gives a shit about you? They don’t. It is boring and bleak and miserable. But I see you. You don’t want that, you don’t want to do the same thing everyday. You want more. You want confidence, power, strength. I can give you all of those things and more. We can. You just have to trust yourself to do the right thing. Trust yourself to join me. We can do wonderful things together, Darling. You have no idea,” Hongjoong explained.

The sun had officially fallen asleep for the night. The moon and the stars were out to shine. You were quite honestly dumbfounded by his words, he was right about some things. Sure, you wished your life had more adventure, and you didn’t want to settle and do the same, boring thing everyday. But you couldn’t fall into the trap of some cult-horror bullshit. You wouldn’t allow yourself to fall for that nonsense. You couldn’t. You needed to be true to yourself, and that was not something you wanted.

You? A big part of Hongjoong’s prophecy that could change the world? Yeah right.

He snapped you out of your thoughts by grabbing your hand and bringing it to his chest. His actions startled you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away. “Look, I know this shit isn’t easy for you. It’s hard for anyone to trust someone they’ve never met. But trust me when I say that you should seriously reconsider your decision. Come to a meeting. It can be with everyone, or the core members, it can just be with me and how I run things. Just . . . give us a chance. Give me a chance. And I’ll prove to you that there’s more to this.”

Before you could respond, your phone buzzed. Saved by the bell. It was just your mother asking if you needed any laundry done. You didn’t answer right away, but you cleared your throat. “It’s my mom, she wants to know when I’ll be home.”

“Of course,” he rubbed his thumb against yours. Within a few seconds, he dropped your hand all together. It felt cold. “Don’t want to keep her waiting. I’ll walk you to your car.”

He led the way down, and you didn’t hesitate to follow him. It didn’t take you long to reach your car, to which it miraculously didn’t get slashed or destroyed while you were away. The silence had killed you this time around, and neither of you wanted to suffer through it. “That view you showed me… I never knew that balcony existed, or how pretty the sunset looked from up there. So thanks for that. I really mean it.”

Hongjoong shrugged his shoulders. “It’s a special spot I would only show to a special person,” he answered. “And I mean it when I saw your special. There’s something about you that just pulls me in every time. Maybe it’s the prophecy, or maybe it’s me getting my hopes up of having someone remarkable join me, but you are. You should know that.”

You could only crack a small smile. “Thanks.”

He took your hand and pressed a gentle kiss to it. “Have a goodnight, Darling.”

“Goodnight, Hongjoong.”

And with that, you bid farewell. His touch and warmth still lingered on your hand as you began to drive away.

Run Away Together pt1 pt2

Side story

A day with them

Jealousy left unwrapped

From Passion to Punishment , pt2

Dark Side , pt2

Asks:

Are they have a physical relationship with you?

Do Hongjoong and Seonghwa have a physical relationship with each other?

Is Seonghwa also obsessed with you like Hongjoong is?

How long has it been since you and Seonghwa were kidnapped?

Joong's first time with you

Did y/n ever felt scared or totally intimidated by Joong?

What would Joong do if one or both of his captives completely broke?