Ryeji Oneshots

Devilish

"Ryu, come on! Its almost time! Hurry up!"

"Just leave her, dude. She is not going to make it!"

The brunette boy named Beomgyu said. Tugging on the arm of the blonde boy. Ushering him to go from that graveyard quick. Nervousness overrunned within their veins as they thought about what would come yet the blonde also couldn't help but feel nervous for the black-haired girl.

"Soobin, come on! Do you want to die?! Leave that bitch already!"

"Just go on! I'm going to wait for her."

He pulled away from the brunette's grip hard before continue to assist the girl whom was scrouching on the ground. Roaming her hands all around the ground she scrouched on. Trying to search for the missing belonging of hers that fell off her wrist while they ran earlier.

She knew her stubbornness was stupid, undeniably reckless but the missing thing was like the only treasure she owned and not because of the literal worth of it. Instead it was the sentimental value kept inside that encouraged her to go on with the searching. The watch was a gift from her late-father. The memories it held was priceless compared to any gold or diamond.

DING DDAENG DDEONG!

The bell rang loud. Indicating it was half through the night. Though, it was also a sign of warning to aware the villagers who were still wandering. Reminding the poor and the rich, the old and the kids about, her. About the consequences they would pay once they were outside of their property at midnight.

She was the curse sentenced upon the village centuries ago as a punishment. She became the embodiment of revenge at the law of god. No one could ever stop her taking what was rightfully given to her.

"Ryu, we have to-"

The raven was stilted. The groants and whimpers of the boy alerted her senses as she felt like burning on her back. At that, she was afraid almost petrified to even turn her face at the sound of the boy's torment. Guilts crawled, burdening her chest as her gut was twisted at the idea of the boy being killed because of her.

He was like a brother to her. He had been helping and always been nice to her ever since the first day she stepped into the orphanage house. What would she tell mother? What would she tell the other boys about Soobin was dead because of her own hubris act?

That was if she ever magically happened to be alive after this night.

Thud!

Something had fallen to the ground behind her and she believed it was the soulless body of her supposed big brother. Shivers ran down her spine as she was next in the menu.

Poor you. Poor you. Poor you..

Was it suppose to be like this?

The whispers above her ear got trembles wobbling her knees but her eyes were shut closed as the inside of her chest banged her rib cage never as loud before. Sweats be dripping from her forehead to the side of her face but her breath was also getting shorter and shorter when she felt the devil's figure against her back.

It was said that the devil's whisper would hypnotize the victim whilst luring them to the deepest pit of their lust and needs.

She felt how the cold hands rubbed against the upper layer of her neck's skin. How her other hand traced her stomach. Miserably slowly as it went upper to her torso. Tracing upper in between her chest. Grazing her throat and finally settled on her mouth. Parting her lips as the devil put her other hand across her stomach while her chin on the raven's slumped shoulder. Hugging her from the back as if she was a child within an embrace of a mother.