lee chan never felt more alive than in choi seungcheols arms.
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! this story includes smut, death and mentions of blood, please proceed carefully !
the two boys pulled in for a handshake, grinning at each other. chan finished their ritual by patting minghaos shoulder.
the two boys had been friends since basically forever, nobody had ever really seen them alone, they were never separated.
both liked to fuck around - in both senses - and cause trouble, becoming known around town for their graffiti and regular visits at the local police station.
minghao was skinny but held way more strength than was good for someone with his mindset. he was basically addicted to the sweet rush of running from the cops, chasing high after high through stupid stunts.
chan was way broader, muscles bulging through his clothes with every step he took. but a big part of all that scary looks was just nothingness and he was painfully aware of that - no amount of steroids or dark clothes was gonna make the scared and miserable teenager he really was disappear. yet he still tried, and he had them all fooled. people cowered when they heard his name, they made way for him to go through so he wont go after them next. sure, the prize for it was high, so high, but he would pay anything with a smile on his face.
and he had found a new way to bury his true self one step deeper underneath the ground, something he was looking forward to with excitement by now.
minghao and chan might be inseparable, but every Thursday, you could see chan walking through the gates of his high school on his own, a sadistic grin on his face and sometimes strange red and blue marks on the parts of his pale skin that werent covered by his clothes.
he loved Thursdays. they were the only days of the week when he could just forget, forget and live in the moment.
forget his wrecked home, the family that didnt even exist anymore.
forget minghao and his stupid ideas, his crazy mind and dumb addiction.
and forget himself, the weak and pathetic boy who was playing dress up, acting like he was all that cool and grown up when in reality, he still cried himself to sleep.
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Thursday. chan smiled to himself, circling the date of today with his thumb. finally, after seven days of torture, he was gonna get his reward once again.
humming to himself, chan knocked on the door of the small apartment. he didnt have to wait even a full minute, before someone opened the door and he stepped inside the small, but cozy apartment.
"hi, scoups", he mumbled, a smirk dancing across his features when the black haired boy infront of him nodded.
"nice to see you again, dino."
they didnt waste another minute talking.
both knew what the other wanted.
chan discarded his shoes and coat on the floor, while scoups started to unbutton his shirt.
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"lee chan."
chan froze in his motion, turning around, one shoe still in his hand, the other on the floor of scoups apartment.
"why did you call me that", he whispered, anger bubbling up, "its dino for you. I told you that!"
"chan. chan. chan." scoups was taunting him, enjoying the anger flaring up in the youngers eyes with every time the name left his lips.
"lee chan you bastard, what is this?!"
the boy gulped, staring at the phone screen infront of him. it was the page.
the page where he had been uploading his videos of scoups whenever they fucked.
without his consent and he was painfully aware of how wrong it was, but he couldn't stop once he saw the comments viewers left.
"im-im sorry."
"you know damn well that's not gonna make everything undone."
chan knew that. of course. but he had still hoped.
scoups clicked off the page again, leaning against the door with a heavy sigh. he looked at chan with so much betrayal, the younger wanted to curl up and die.
"you know how much I hate you. I was expecting to be killed one day. but not this. this is far worse and you know it. you knew what would happen yet you did it."
"I-"
"no. it's over, dino." now the name was to mock him, make him feel even worse. "I endured everything - you beat me up multiple times. your damn friend beat me up. remember the time you spread all those rumours about me? yeah, I had to convince my catholic, very furious parents that I'm not gay - even though I am, but nobody except of you knew that. you put me through hell and even worse things, yet I still did this for you. and I DIDN'T ENJOY EVEN A SECOND WITH YOU!"
scoups raised his voice for the first time since chan had known him, making the black haired flinch and back away a step.
"you know damn well what I like! I dont enjoy the damn torture! you might get off on pain, but I dont. i didn't like your stupid ideas with the ropes, neither did i like it when you were so fucking rough. but I endured everything. but this, this is where the line was crossed.
dont ever, ever come back here, lee chan!"
scoups might be submissive, but his body possessed way more strength than chans, so it was easy for him to push the younger through the door.
chan stood infront of the door, the sound of the lock turning on the other side piercing right through his heart.
he knew he had done wrong, but that didn't make the pain go away.
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"I go by seungcheol now."
chan didnt know what to respond. he felt empty and so many things at the same time, pressed against the chest of the boy who had been haunting him in his nightmares.
"sleep well, chan."
something hit the back of his head and the younger fell into darkness
