jaebum.
in the night.
the wind and the sky
darkened.
the moon wasn't willing to shine
in response to what i'm going to do.
i find the house.
jinyoung's house.
the door wooden and poorly lit.
i toggle the door open.
the night air seeping into the undisturbed house.
each step i take
a silent curse.
the floor creaking
like it's in pain.
i walk up every step.
each and every.
and i make my way to the devil's room.
i open the threshold to hell,
and he sleeps, devilish grin covered by a façade of sleep.
i creep up next to him.
"fuck! what the hell, jaebum!
i thought i was just a hookup-"
"you thought you were slick.
but if i catch you talking shit
about my boyfriend again
your throat being slit will only
be one of the rumors."
"oh, do you think i'm scared?
it's just a fucking party. who
cares who gets caught in the
crossfire? and plus, i'll call
the fucking police on you."
"and have yourself arrested
for child pornography?
i know who you have on your phone
and you're quite a bit more old
than you say you are, right?"
silence. i can hear the wind howl in pain.
"mess with my boyfriend again,
and you'll see what happens."
the window opens, and i blend with the darkness.
