Room 412 (Previously White Corridors)
Description
They call him the Monster. Baekhyun is ok with this. He knows he is good at what he does - breaking people. It's almost a boring nothing now. Routine.
Or it was - Until that one Guest in Room 412, with his wide dead eyes and bowed lips, refused to break.
Foreword
This one is different.
His eyes look dead even as they are bringing him in. Unlike all the others who come with crazed eyes and wild hands scrabbling at walls and their captor’s faces, thinking they can tear their way out of this place through their epithelial cells.
It’s not that he looks defeated. No, his head is not bowed, his shoulders aren’t hunched. It’s just his eyes, his half-lidded dead eyes.
As they pass each other by the man’s dead eyes cut across the endlessness of the blinding white corridor for a flash of a second and Baekhyun’s steps falter. The masked assistant next to him glances side-ways at him with questioning eyes and Baekhyun picks up his pace as if nothing happened. And nothing really did. Just a momentary distraction, just a single pair of eyes that he has already forgotten by the time he takes his next step.
And Baekhyun doesn’t think of the man again for a long time.
A Monsters/Lucky One! au BaekSoo fic based on Monster lyrics.
WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT, VIOLENCE, DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, BLOOD, HEARTBREAK, AND MEAN AS HELL BAEKHYUN
A/N: This happened because I like writing things at the person who introduced me to BaekSoo and torturing her.
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