Dissociation [SiChul] [19/?]
Title: Dissociation
Pairings/Characters: SiChul (more to come)
Rating: overall R
Warning: Violence, torture, use of drugs, rape, character death,...
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: One wrong decision can take you to hell. This is what many students have already experienced. All of them have disappeared. No one knows anything about them anymore. But someday, someone is going to find out, right? If it's still possible...
AN: Yeah, this will hopefully make you all a little bit happier :)
*13. February*
HeeChul jerked up in bed. Sweat was on his forehead and he was panting.
He looked around. He remembered dreaming about SiWon. He missed him terribly, but the thought of him being dead was killing him inside.
"Just a dream. It was just a dream," he repeated slowly while trying to catch his breath.
HeeChul wiped the sweat away with the back of his hand and ran it through his hair afterwards. He needed a shower. And after so many days, weeks, he finally felt the need to take care of his body and wash himself.
He stood up.
"KiBum, are you awake? I'll go and ask for us to take a shower, okay?" HeeChul announced and wanted to leave the room with a glance at his room mate's bed, but KiBum wasn't there.
HeeChul frowned. KiBum never left their room unless one of the men came to take them for some tests, but even for that, it was too early.
HeeChul hesitated, still thinking of where the other one was, before he left the room and looked for the man who took care of them. He found him and bowed respectfully.
The man nodded, allowing HeeChul to talk. "Where is KiBum?"
"Who's KiBum?" asked the man in return.
HeeChul sighed. "0589," he explained although he hated calling the other one by a number. They were human, not roboters. They had names, so why the need of numbers?
The man nodded knowingly. "He commited suicide last night," the man carelessly said.
HeeChul was shocked. KiBum killed himself. He knew, the other one became weaker with each passing day after HeeChul had told him about HanKyung, but the tests did their job in this as well. But why hadn't HeeChul heard about it before? The other student had been in their room as usually the day before.
"Now that you are here already, come with me," the man demanded and HeeChul had no choice, but to obey and follow the man into the big lab.
HeeChul was stripped. He was connected to some wires and unknown liquid was flowing into his body, but he couldn't defend himself.
HeeChul felt his heart beating faster, not due to fear, but due to the drug which started to fill his whole body quickly. There was nothing that could be done as his muscles became heavy until he couldn't move at all anymore. He just lied there, tired and helpless. His eyes were wide opened and bloody.
All of a sudden, he felt something cold on his skin. He shivered and yelped at the touch.
He felt hands on his lower body, roaming over him to attach some more wires.
HeeChul was trembling violently. His breath was uneven.
This was something new. This drug had never been used on him before.
Suddenly, something cold was inserted into him. He gasped for air. Breathing became harder as the thing was pushed further up his ass, but HeeChul didn't even find the strength to squirm.
It hurt. The liquid was burning his insides and the cold thing inside of him was too big. HeeChul pressed his eyes shut. He whimpered, but didn't show any other reaction. He was already too weak.
HeeChul had to endure all the pain for hours. Only in the evening, he was brought back to his room and carelessly laid on his bed.
HeeChul was still panting and naked. More scars were added to his skin. His insides were still burning. He squirmed in his bed.
"Shh, HeeChul, calm down," a voice above him whispered and HeeChul opened his eyes.
At the sight in front of him, he started to scream.
"Hey, it's me. Don't be that loud. They'll hear you!"
HeeChul opened his mouth. He tried several time to get something out and finally managed to stutter one word. "S-S-SiWon?"
SiWon held his hand closely to his chest. He stroke through his hair and kissed his forehead, before he met the older one's eyes. "Yeah. It's me," he breathed out.
Tears formed in HeeChul's eyes. "I thought I lost you! I thought...I thought...SiWon...," he stuttered, slowly realizing what had happened and that his boyfriend whom he had missed so terribly, stood in front of him and finally started to cry openly.
"HeeChul, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I-" But before SiWon was able to continue, HeeChul cut him off with tears streaming down his face. "No, I'm sorry. It's all my own fault. I was the one who let you down. It was me who ran away," he sobbed and finally, he felt SiWon's arms around his body. HeeChul sobbed into the other's chest. "I know, I made a mistake. I shouldn't have left you. I did everything wrong," he sniffed.
SiWon didn't say anything. He just concentrated on comforting his boyfriend.
HeeChul stayed silent as well and only pressed a shaky kiss to SiWon's lips. SiWon held him in place and deepened the kiss carefully.
HeeChul responded eagerly. He had missed SiWon so much. He was overwhelmed to see him again right now. He was still alive. He wasn't killed. He was here now. With him. SiWon came for him. HeeChul felt unbelievable happy and upset at the same time. It was a miracle how SiWon had made it inside, but how would they be able to escape? Where could SiWon hide? Had they a chance to survive? This was just like killing himself. DongHae even said that not both of them could survive. HeeChul had made him come, so it was his fault if SiWon died.
More tears fell down HeeChul's cheek, but SiWon thought they weren't due to another reason now, so he just kept on consoling him.
HeeChul suddenly backed away when he finally realized that he was still naked. He blushed and tried to pull the blanket up.
SiWon, who had sat on it, stood up for a moment to let him do so. "What has happened to you, Chullie?" he asked reluctantly.
HeeChul looked away. "Just the usual. I live okay in here," he answered quietly.
SiWon had already noticed all the new scars. "I have promised to protect you...," he stated barely audiable and looked away. He couldn't bear looking at his boyfriend who had been hurting so much.
"I'm okay, SiWon," HeeChul announced after gulping down his sorrow and fear. He smiled slightly. SiWon's sight made it possible. Then, he reached up and pulled SiWon down for another tight hug.
Pairings/Characters: SiChul (more to come)
Rating: overall R
Warning: Violence, torture, use of drugs, rape, character death,...
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: One wrong decision can take you to hell. This is what many students have already experienced. All of them have disappeared. No one knows anything about them anymore. But someday, someone is going to find out, right? If it's still possible...
AN: Yeah, this will hopefully make you all a little bit happier :)
*13. February*
HeeChul jerked up in bed. Sweat was on his forehead and he was panting.
He looked around. He remembered dreaming about SiWon. He missed him terribly, but the thought of him being dead was killing him inside.
"Just a dream. It was just a dream," he repeated slowly while trying to catch his breath.
HeeChul wiped the sweat away with the back of his hand and ran it through his hair afterwards. He needed a shower. And after so many days, weeks, he finally felt the need to take care of his body and wash himself.
He stood up.
"KiBum, are you awake? I'll go and ask for us to take a shower, okay?" HeeChul announced and wanted to leave the room with a glance at his room mate's bed, but KiBum wasn't there.
HeeChul frowned. KiBum never left their room unless one of the men came to take them for some tests, but even for that, it was too early.
HeeChul hesitated, still thinking of where the other one was, before he left the room and looked for the man who took care of them. He found him and bowed respectfully.
The man nodded, allowing HeeChul to talk. "Where is KiBum?"
"Who's KiBum?" asked the man in return.
HeeChul sighed. "0589," he explained although he hated calling the other one by a number. They were human, not roboters. They had names, so why the need of numbers?
The man nodded knowingly. "He commited suicide last night," the man carelessly said.
HeeChul was shocked. KiBum killed himself. He knew, the other one became weaker with each passing day after HeeChul had told him about HanKyung, but the tests did their job in this as well. But why hadn't HeeChul heard about it before? The other student had been in their room as usually the day before.
"Now that you are here already, come with me," the man demanded and HeeChul had no choice, but to obey and follow the man into the big lab.
HeeChul was stripped. He was connected to some wires and unknown liquid was flowing into his body, but he couldn't defend himself.
HeeChul felt his heart beating faster, not due to fear, but due to the drug which started to fill his whole body quickly. There was nothing that could be done as his muscles became heavy until he couldn't move at all anymore. He just lied there, tired and helpless. His eyes were wide opened and bloody.
All of a sudden, he felt something cold on his skin. He shivered and yelped at the touch.
He felt hands on his lower body, roaming over him to attach some more wires.
HeeChul was trembling violently. His breath was uneven.
This was something new. This drug had never been used on him before.
Suddenly, something cold was inserted into him. He gasped for air. Breathing became harder as the thing was pushed further up his ass, but HeeChul didn't even find the strength to squirm.
It hurt. The liquid was burning his insides and the cold thing inside of him was too big. HeeChul pressed his eyes shut. He whimpered, but didn't show any other reaction. He was already too weak.
HeeChul had to endure all the pain for hours. Only in the evening, he was brought back to his room and carelessly laid on his bed.
HeeChul was still panting and naked. More scars were added to his skin. His insides were still burning. He squirmed in his bed.
"Shh, HeeChul, calm down," a voice above him whispered and HeeChul opened his eyes.
At the sight in front of him, he started to scream.
"Hey, it's me. Don't be that loud. They'll hear you!"
HeeChul opened his mouth. He tried several time to get something out and finally managed to stutter one word. "S-S-SiWon?"
SiWon held his hand closely to his chest. He stroke through his hair and kissed his forehead, before he met the older one's eyes. "Yeah. It's me," he breathed out.
Tears formed in HeeChul's eyes. "I thought I lost you! I thought...I thought...SiWon...," he stuttered, slowly realizing what had happened and that his boyfriend whom he had missed so terribly, stood in front of him and finally started to cry openly.
"HeeChul, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I-" But before SiWon was able to continue, HeeChul cut him off with tears streaming down his face. "No, I'm sorry. It's all my own fault. I was the one who let you down. It was me who ran away," he sobbed and finally, he felt SiWon's arms around his body. HeeChul sobbed into the other's chest. "I know, I made a mistake. I shouldn't have left you. I did everything wrong," he sniffed.
SiWon didn't say anything. He just concentrated on comforting his boyfriend.
HeeChul stayed silent as well and only pressed a shaky kiss to SiWon's lips. SiWon held him in place and deepened the kiss carefully.
HeeChul responded eagerly. He had missed SiWon so much. He was overwhelmed to see him again right now. He was still alive. He wasn't killed. He was here now. With him. SiWon came for him. HeeChul felt unbelievable happy and upset at the same time. It was a miracle how SiWon had made it inside, but how would they be able to escape? Where could SiWon hide? Had they a chance to survive? This was just like killing himself. DongHae even said that not both of them could survive. HeeChul had made him come, so it was his fault if SiWon died.
More tears fell down HeeChul's cheek, but SiWon thought they weren't due to another reason now, so he just kept on consoling him.
HeeChul suddenly backed away when he finally realized that he was still naked. He blushed and tried to pull the blanket up.
SiWon, who had sat on it, stood up for a moment to let him do so. "What has happened to you, Chullie?" he asked reluctantly.
HeeChul looked away. "Just the usual. I live okay in here," he answered quietly.
SiWon had already noticed all the new scars. "I have promised to protect you...," he stated barely audiable and looked away. He couldn't bear looking at his boyfriend who had been hurting so much.
"I'm okay, SiWon," HeeChul announced after gulping down his sorrow and fear. He smiled slightly. SiWon's sight made it possible. Then, he reached up and pulled SiWon down for another tight hug.