My Psycho|Hyunlix|

~Game of Cards~

Felix POV-

Felix lay on the bed, his heart racing, the cold metal of the chains still biting into his skin. The shadows danced around him, the dim light filtering through the curtains casting eerie shapes on the walls. Each creak of the floorboards outside sent a jolt of panic through him. He had never felt so helpless, so completely at the mercy of someone else.

But deep inside, something stirred—a flicker of hope. Hyunjin's twisted game was far from over, and Felix refused to let it break him. He began to strategize, assessing his surroundings. He needed to understand Hyunjin, to figure out how he could use his captor's obsession against him.

The door creaked open again, and Felix's breath caught in his throat. Hyunjin stepped inside, his demeanor calm and collected. The unsettling smile that had haunted Felix's dreams returned, a mix of charm and menace that sent chills down Felix's spine.

"Ah, look at you," Hyunjin said, his tone dripping with mockery. "So beautiful when you're angry. It makes me want to keep you here forever." He took a step closer, leaning against the doorframe, his eyes glinting with a predatory gleam.

Felix pressed himself further against the headboard, glaring defiantly. "I won't let you win, Hyunjin. You can't keep me like this forever."

Hyunjin chuckled softly, the sound echoing through the room. "That's where you're wrong, my dear Felix. You already belong to me." He stepped forward, closer to the bed, and Felix felt a surge of adrenaline. "But I'm not here to fight today. No, I think it's time we had a little fun."

Felix narrowed his eyes, suspicion rising. "What do you mean?"

Hyunjin reached into his pocket and pulled out a deck of cards. "A game. Just a simple game. It will help us get to know each other better. Besides," he added with a smirk, "I could use a little entertainment."

"Why would I play any games with you?" Felix shot back, his voice filled with disdain.

"Because you have no choice," Hyunjin replied, his tone darkening slightly. "And I promise, it'll be much more enjoyable than just sitting here, bound and afraid."

With a swift motion, Hyunjin placed the cards on the bed, fanning them out like a peacock showing its feathers. Felix stared at them warily, his heart racing as he weighed his options. Part of him wanted to refuse, to assert his defiance, but another part recognized this as an opportunity. If he could play along, maybe he could find a way to turn the tables.

"Fine," he said finally, his voice steady despite the fear simmering beneath the surface. "What's the game?"

Hyunjin's eyes sparkled with delight. "It's simple. We each take turns drawing a card. Each card will have a consequence—some good, some... not so good." He leaned in closer, a predatory smile stretching across his face. "But I assure you, they'll be interesting."

Felix hesitated, his mind racing. He had to be careful; he couldn't trust Hyunjin. But the risk was worth it if it meant gaining some semblance of control over the situation.

"Alright," Felix said, determination flooding his veins. "Let's play."

Hyunjin's grin widened, and he settled onto the edge of the bed, his presence overpowering yet captivating. Felix couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking a tightrope, the ground beneath him crumbling away with each passing moment.

"You go first, Darling," Hyunjin said with a teasing lilt, gesturing for Felix to draw first. Felix reached for a card, his hand steady despite the tremors of fear running through him. He flipped it over, revealing a number two.

"Two—interesting," Hyunjin mused. "That means you get to ask me a question. Any question, and I have to answer truthfully."

Felix's heart raced at the opportunity. "Why are you doing this?" he asked, a lump forming in his throat. "Why me?"