6:23 PM
© lynneyh@livejournal
"Pinky promise!! If I lie, stick a thousand needles in my eye!"
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Everything was red. It was all he could see. He blinked a little, causing tears of pain to dilute the red liquid that was disabling his eyesight. He had to blink a few more times - although painful - to be able to see. His eyes met Junhong's - wide and excited. His fair fringe fell over his forehead, and his smile reached his ears, twitching.
"Junhong?"
"We're not done just yet, hyung!" Junhong replied in a sing-song voice. Jongup glanced around him. They were in a dark empty room - the only light source was over his head. He was lying against a metal surface - cold and smooth - and beside him was a metal trolley stacked with needles.
Junhong fiddled with the needles - examining one, then putting it down to pick up another and repeating the process. Jongup noticed some blood stains on Junhong's sleeves.
"Junhong, who's blood is that?"
"It's yours!"
Jongup stopped breathing for awhile, a million questions filling his head. He tried raising his hands and feet, but they were tied securely to the metal surface. His breathing quickened when Junhong started towards him, a thin needle about 3 inches long in his hand.
"Wait, Junhong don't--"
Junhong didn't hesitate to press the needle into Jongup's right eyeball, causing the boy to scream in pain. As the needle sunk into the mediumly soft organ, the scream went on, in hopes that the pain would release with his voice. Jongup's feet fidgeted in its place, unable to run. Blood leaked, blinding Jongup yet again. He couldn't blink - it was too painful. The bloody tears streamed down his cheeks.
Jongup didn't manage to catch his breath before Junhong pressed another needle into his left eye. Jongup gritted his teeth, his nails digging into the metal surface. It made an eerie scratching noise.
"Junhong, stop--"
"But hyung, we've only done ten!" Junhong said, smiling at Jongup as if he was a patient and Junhong was treating him. "Another nine hundred and ninety to go!"
Jongup couldn't blink anymore, but neither could he take the pain. As Junhong approached him with yet another needle in his hand - was it just his illusion or is this one even longer? - Jongup felt his energy drain out of him, and he let himself black out.
But he could still hear Junhong whisper as he leaned in to press the needle; "You broke a promise, hyung."
-END-
Labels: drabble. ideas, the unreal, violence
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