See ya 'round
Pairing: Xiumin/Luhan
Summary: Hannibal!au, Luhan is turning into a psychopath and Minseok clings to the sanity left in him.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ~1600w~
Luhan arrives the crime scene. He cleans the lenses of his glasses with the cotton fabric of his sweater
Agent minseok called him earlier saying that as they as always need him. His nearly mythical skills to know the killer, feel him, analyze every cut and what the intention was and he manages to live the scene just by a few looks at the dead body, A gift. Although day by day everyone around seems to think less of that and more of how inappropriate that word is to describe his condition.
Luhan has solved many crimes, but with each one he starts doubting his true being more and more. in luhan's mind he is the killer.
"Luhan this way" Minseok guides him "7 dead bodies, however there is only one face left, we couldn't find the rest"
Luhan stares at the arms, legs, skulls. he stares at the bones forming some sort of mountain. his eyes follow the rotten pile until it reaches up and he sees the face, black, dirty and luhan is pretty sure it will turn into dust under his hands.
"Alright, everyone clear the scene" Minseok announces "whenever you're ready to talk luhan" He smiles
Behind luhan's back they go one by one, leaving only luhan and minseok, watching him from a distance
Luhan closes his eyes and breathes.. He can feel minseok's gaze on him, the corner of his lips twitch a little.
He begins his trance
I tie one arm covered in frozen blood to the empty space between an arm and a foot, I smile looking at my last victim on the ground in front of me.
I leave my last victim alive, i want it to watch me work, He stares at minseok's face, mouth hidden behind duct tape
face colored blue, frozen despite the scarf luhan wrapped around his neck. I want him to know my design..
I approache him kneeling down trailing kisses all over his face and neck. I grab my knife from my pocket, dig it into the middle of his chest dragging it along his abdomen, His eyes stop moving and he stops shaking and flinching.. I then takes his knife and cross it over his throat, Ignoring the
voice of flush being cut..
He's back to reality, Luhan walks up to minseok and says his last words
"I leave one kiss on the cheek of my victim before setting it's face on top"
He kisses minseok "This is my design" He smirks and walks to his car..
Luhan seems to be getting more into minseok than the case and it's hard for everyone, they tell minseok to stop calling him to the crime scenes that he doesn't do his job as well as he used to, That he needs to check what state of mind Luhan's in before he tells him to come. On lucky days Luhan observes, analysis and gives them the answers everyone's mindset is too average to figure out. on not so lucky days luhan observes, analysis but gives them half answers wrapped in fantasies about Minseok which is too disturbing and confusing for anyone to listen to. only minseok listens, arms crossed in front of his chest, luhan leaves before minseok can come up with a reply though, he leaves him dumbfounded everytime.
"We can't be together"
Minseok visits his wife's grave on the same day Luhan hands himself in for murder
"But he didn't do it, something tells me it's not him" Silence "Sometimes i wonder what would have happened if you were still here.." he digs his hand inside the dirt
"are you mad at me? I'm sorry. I love you still and always" He smiles, he can feel her smiling back telling him it's okay and she doesn't regret spending most of her life with him, That she died without a single regret. And The sky seemed so bright on a day that will forever be marked as dark.
Luhan is losing it, Minseok figures one day, No not figure out, he confirms as he looks at luhan's drawing of a clock. It's not luhan's awful drawing but the numbers outside the clock's outlines he scrunches the paper in his hands and throws it in the trash. grabs a notebook and places his mug on the paper, the black coffee staining the white paper, He draws a perfect circle around the bottom of the mug with his pencil the clock
hands pointing at 12:30. He wipes the tears furiously.
"Luhan what is this?"
"What's wrong?" this is the first time he sees Minseok crying
"Nothing, just what is this?" he lies, voice breaking as he emphasizes the last word
"A clock, now why are you cr-"
Luhan feels warmth and the fabric of minseok's coat on his cheek. Minseok digs his nose in Luhan's hair, No matter what he hears, he will find a way to prove Luhan is still sane, He always finds a way, but deep inside Minseok knows denial won't make anything better.
"you are my center when i spin out of control" Luhan says in the dim light of minseok's office, smiling. He's been thrown in the dark, left by his own shadow, but he can still ask, think and answer brilliantly. Minseok looks up from the mugshots on the desk, adjusts his position and just stares at the sadness swimming in Luhan's eyes
Luhan acts smug but Minseok's sees behind it he sees the trembling of his lips and the pathetic glow in luhan's eyes and shuts up, They warned him not to come close to Luhan, that even Luhan doesn't know who Luhan is, And it's all bad enough Luhan approaching him is only making it worse, Minseok not moving from his seat doesn't mean he's playing dumb, Luhan knows they warned him. He knows that he agrees to whatever Luhan is about to do because he makes no sign of protest as Luhan puts his hand behind Minseok's neck, breath hot like fire. answering the unblurted questions in Minseok's mind, Luhan tilts minseok's chen with his other hand, he closes his eyes and locks their lips.
"Why are you doing this?" He breathes between kisses tears staining both their cheeks but Minseok remains silent and only pulls him closer, wrapping his arms around luhan's waist.
"No goddamit minseok why are you still talking to me?" He pins minseok to the chair "You can't escape this" minseok doesn't open his mouth so luhan grabs him and pushes the chair to the wall.
"If you continue being like this- If you continue to-" a sob cuts him off and lips are crashing into his before he can complete his sentence.
"Minseok i'm losing my mind" Luhan sees minseok's eyelids closing trying to escape this, but it's been put aside for too long.
"No, no, no minseok look at me" He cups minseok's face "Whatever i'm going through i'll be alright" His breath feels heavier on minseok's face "I'll be alright, we'll be alright okay? so just kiss me" Minseok takes Luhan's glasses off his face and swallows his fear of losing Luhan or losing himself to luhan, He's not sure, But he does that and he kisses Luhan so hard it hurts.
"You have a visitor" Luhan watches his cell opening, his freedom lies behind these bars and they laugh at him every night. He sees a familiar figure in a brown wool coat over a striped black and white sweater, it must be cold outside, He's covering his face with the flower bouquet he has in his hands, It's blurry and he looks for his glasses before getting out, a small smile lingers on his lips because for a minute it seemed like a flower bouquet came to visit him.
Luhan fishes a pack of cigarette from his pocket before sitting down at the table, minseok shifts awkwardly
"You're back to smoking?"
Luhan giggles but avoids looking up, he feels a lump in his throat as he looks at the face in front of him not sure how to start this
"Listen, luhan I'm sorry i didn't visit It's been crazy at the office and-"
"BULLSHIT!!" Luhan gets up and minseok is terrified he's going to flip the table
"You told me you'll visit if i hand myself in, You fucking promised me kim minseok" "Did someone at the office talk about the most trusted special agent meeting up with a psychopath prisoner? I fucking promised you i'll work this out and you promised me you'll wait"
Minseok is dumbfounded and it strikes a memory in luhan's head and it all changed, luhan asks the guard to take him back to his cell.
"Luhan..." Minseok sits in front of the cell "I'm sorry" He's suddenly aware of how naive he sounds, 'I'm sorry' worked when he broke his mom's favorite plate or when he hit his friend at kindergarten but not now and not when he stopped showing up at his house a few days before his wife died.
"Luhan, I know i'm always running away.. And I tried to run away from this but no distance kept you away from my dreams"
It's silent for a while
"I've been sleeping so many nights disappointed" Luhan starts and he doesn't know where to go with this because while staring at minseok's face his thoughts aren't processing
Minseok reaches for Luhan's hand
"I'm...so sorry luhan"
"I know you are" Luhan's eyes shimmer "But i don't think i can forgive you.. Goodbye"
“Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.” - E.E. Cummings
Summary: Hannibal!au, Luhan is turning into a psychopath and Minseok clings to the sanity left in him.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: ~1600w~
Luhan arrives the crime scene. He cleans the lenses of his glasses with the cotton fabric of his sweater
Agent minseok called him earlier saying that as they as always need him. His nearly mythical skills to know the killer, feel him, analyze every cut and what the intention was and he manages to live the scene just by a few looks at the dead body, A gift. Although day by day everyone around seems to think less of that and more of how inappropriate that word is to describe his condition.
Luhan has solved many crimes, but with each one he starts doubting his true being more and more. in luhan's mind he is the killer.
"Luhan this way" Minseok guides him "7 dead bodies, however there is only one face left, we couldn't find the rest"
Luhan stares at the arms, legs, skulls. he stares at the bones forming some sort of mountain. his eyes follow the rotten pile until it reaches up and he sees the face, black, dirty and luhan is pretty sure it will turn into dust under his hands.
"Alright, everyone clear the scene" Minseok announces "whenever you're ready to talk luhan" He smiles
Behind luhan's back they go one by one, leaving only luhan and minseok, watching him from a distance
Luhan closes his eyes and breathes.. He can feel minseok's gaze on him, the corner of his lips twitch a little.
He begins his trance
I tie one arm covered in frozen blood to the empty space between an arm and a foot, I smile looking at my last victim on the ground in front of me.
I leave my last victim alive, i want it to watch me work, He stares at minseok's face, mouth hidden behind duct tape
face colored blue, frozen despite the scarf luhan wrapped around his neck. I want him to know my design..
I approache him kneeling down trailing kisses all over his face and neck. I grab my knife from my pocket, dig it into the middle of his chest dragging it along his abdomen, His eyes stop moving and he stops shaking and flinching.. I then takes his knife and cross it over his throat, Ignoring the
voice of flush being cut..
He's back to reality, Luhan walks up to minseok and says his last words
"I leave one kiss on the cheek of my victim before setting it's face on top"
He kisses minseok "This is my design" He smirks and walks to his car..
Luhan seems to be getting more into minseok than the case and it's hard for everyone, they tell minseok to stop calling him to the crime scenes that he doesn't do his job as well as he used to, That he needs to check what state of mind Luhan's in before he tells him to come. On lucky days Luhan observes, analysis and gives them the answers everyone's mindset is too average to figure out. on not so lucky days luhan observes, analysis but gives them half answers wrapped in fantasies about Minseok which is too disturbing and confusing for anyone to listen to. only minseok listens, arms crossed in front of his chest, luhan leaves before minseok can come up with a reply though, he leaves him dumbfounded everytime.
"We can't be together"
Minseok visits his wife's grave on the same day Luhan hands himself in for murder
"But he didn't do it, something tells me it's not him" Silence "Sometimes i wonder what would have happened if you were still here.." he digs his hand inside the dirt
"are you mad at me? I'm sorry. I love you still and always" He smiles, he can feel her smiling back telling him it's okay and she doesn't regret spending most of her life with him, That she died without a single regret. And The sky seemed so bright on a day that will forever be marked as dark.
Luhan is losing it, Minseok figures one day, No not figure out, he confirms as he looks at luhan's drawing of a clock. It's not luhan's awful drawing but the numbers outside the clock's outlines he scrunches the paper in his hands and throws it in the trash. grabs a notebook and places his mug on the paper, the black coffee staining the white paper, He draws a perfect circle around the bottom of the mug with his pencil the clock
hands pointing at 12:30. He wipes the tears furiously.
"Luhan what is this?"
"What's wrong?" this is the first time he sees Minseok crying
"Nothing, just what is this?" he lies, voice breaking as he emphasizes the last word
"A clock, now why are you cr-"
Luhan feels warmth and the fabric of minseok's coat on his cheek. Minseok digs his nose in Luhan's hair, No matter what he hears, he will find a way to prove Luhan is still sane, He always finds a way, but deep inside Minseok knows denial won't make anything better.
"you are my center when i spin out of control" Luhan says in the dim light of minseok's office, smiling. He's been thrown in the dark, left by his own shadow, but he can still ask, think and answer brilliantly. Minseok looks up from the mugshots on the desk, adjusts his position and just stares at the sadness swimming in Luhan's eyes
Luhan acts smug but Minseok's sees behind it he sees the trembling of his lips and the pathetic glow in luhan's eyes and shuts up, They warned him not to come close to Luhan, that even Luhan doesn't know who Luhan is, And it's all bad enough Luhan approaching him is only making it worse, Minseok not moving from his seat doesn't mean he's playing dumb, Luhan knows they warned him. He knows that he agrees to whatever Luhan is about to do because he makes no sign of protest as Luhan puts his hand behind Minseok's neck, breath hot like fire. answering the unblurted questions in Minseok's mind, Luhan tilts minseok's chen with his other hand, he closes his eyes and locks their lips.
"Why are you doing this?" He breathes between kisses tears staining both their cheeks but Minseok remains silent and only pulls him closer, wrapping his arms around luhan's waist.
"No goddamit minseok why are you still talking to me?" He pins minseok to the chair "You can't escape this" minseok doesn't open his mouth so luhan grabs him and pushes the chair to the wall.
"If you continue being like this- If you continue to-" a sob cuts him off and lips are crashing into his before he can complete his sentence.
"Minseok i'm losing my mind" Luhan sees minseok's eyelids closing trying to escape this, but it's been put aside for too long.
"No, no, no minseok look at me" He cups minseok's face "Whatever i'm going through i'll be alright" His breath feels heavier on minseok's face "I'll be alright, we'll be alright okay? so just kiss me" Minseok takes Luhan's glasses off his face and swallows his fear of losing Luhan or losing himself to luhan, He's not sure, But he does that and he kisses Luhan so hard it hurts.
"You have a visitor" Luhan watches his cell opening, his freedom lies behind these bars and they laugh at him every night. He sees a familiar figure in a brown wool coat over a striped black and white sweater, it must be cold outside, He's covering his face with the flower bouquet he has in his hands, It's blurry and he looks for his glasses before getting out, a small smile lingers on his lips because for a minute it seemed like a flower bouquet came to visit him.
Luhan fishes a pack of cigarette from his pocket before sitting down at the table, minseok shifts awkwardly
"You're back to smoking?"
Luhan giggles but avoids looking up, he feels a lump in his throat as he looks at the face in front of him not sure how to start this
"Listen, luhan I'm sorry i didn't visit It's been crazy at the office and-"
"BULLSHIT!!" Luhan gets up and minseok is terrified he's going to flip the table
"You told me you'll visit if i hand myself in, You fucking promised me kim minseok" "Did someone at the office talk about the most trusted special agent meeting up with a psychopath prisoner? I fucking promised you i'll work this out and you promised me you'll wait"
Minseok is dumbfounded and it strikes a memory in luhan's head and it all changed, luhan asks the guard to take him back to his cell.
"Luhan..." Minseok sits in front of the cell "I'm sorry" He's suddenly aware of how naive he sounds, 'I'm sorry' worked when he broke his mom's favorite plate or when he hit his friend at kindergarten but not now and not when he stopped showing up at his house a few days before his wife died.
"Luhan, I know i'm always running away.. And I tried to run away from this but no distance kept you away from my dreams"
It's silent for a while
"I've been sleeping so many nights disappointed" Luhan starts and he doesn't know where to go with this because while staring at minseok's face his thoughts aren't processing
Minseok reaches for Luhan's hand
"I'm...so sorry luhan"
"I know you are" Luhan's eyes shimmer "But i don't think i can forgive you.. Goodbye"
“Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.” - E.E. Cummings