Cross my heart and hope to die || Sehun & Yifan
He was sitting on the bed with his face stuck in a book, humming to himself as his brows creased at the sight of those annoying Chinese letters when a sound came from the door. Not thinking much of it, he let a grunt of a greeting and kept reading quietly only to be yanked by his wrist and up to his feet. With a gasp, the book dropped to the ground and he was almost about to yell at who he assumed to be his lover about not being allowed to treat him like that only to be spun around and get pressed tightly against a stranger neck, a knife pressing to his neck soon after.
His eyes widened as he stuttered out "Wh-who are you?" only to hear the hoarse voice of a stranger as his hands were tucked painfully behind his back and suddenly it seems like everything he was once taught about self defense escaped him. "Show me everything in this place and I might let you live."
