you were beautiful[dopil]✔️

six

he walked aimlessly around his house at five in the morning, just to find his toothbrush.

after the search of a lifetime with dowoon mumbling curses if how early it was, he found his toothbrush in the cabinet that held his cups.

"how even-" he was cut off by a bang behind him. Suddenly the temperature dropped rapidly and his skin began crawling as he felt the feeling of someone breathing down his neck.

"hello dowoon," a figure from behind him said. their voice was as low as a whisper, and it sounded as if they were scared they were going to break dowoon, like he was a fragile teacup. "my names wonpil."