Chapter 6:
Haunted
Hwoarang's eyes grew wide.
'Are you satisfied now?'
The Korean scanned the room franticly, trying to find the source of the strange voice talking to him.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"
'You asshole. You deceptive asshole.' The voice sneered in complete disgust, its volume rising a little.
"What the hell?" Hwoarang whispered in confusion, still glancing around, looking for any form of life other than himself. "I know that voice..."
'You're cheating him. You're cheating him! YOU LIED!' The voice suddenly took shape in a matter of moments, lunging itself at Hwoarang. The redhead had no time for defense and did not need it for the dark shape of the voice soared right through him and disappeared into the shadows of the darkened room. The curtains stood still as if nothing ever happened. The wind had completely stopped. No sound hung in the air. The silence was deafening.
"Hwoa?" Hwoarang screamed as his body lurched and toppled over the edge of the bed onto the floor at the sudden sound and the cool touch of a hand on his chest. The lamp switched on and light illuminated the room, giving it a warm feeling. Hwoarang opened his eyes to see Jin's face looking over the edge of the bed in concern although seemingly still half asleep. The redhead gave a sigh of relief and his muscles eased completely. "Hwoa? What's wrong? Are you alright?"
"Sorry if I woke you up. I was.... Just... Uh..." Hwoarang rubbed the back of his head as he climbed roughly back to the top of the bed where a now more awake and ruffled Jin was waiting in concern.
"Nightmare?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." The redhead answered and nodded. "Something like that." Jin chuckled and wrapped his arm around Hwoarang's waist.
"Do you want anything?"
"Other than you, no." Hwoarang smiled at the Japanese before taking his hand and kissing the tips of his fingers lightly.
"Hwoa...." Jin's deep mahogany brown eyes sparkled with love.
"Hmm?" The redhead looked up into his eyes as if he had called him. Jin blushed and shook his head.
"I.... I just.... I like to hear your name." Only a moment after, Jin realized he had said something that would drive the Korean into another one of his seductive moods. "Are.. Are you alright now?" Hwoarang noticed the look of realization on Jin's face and grinned at his change of subject.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Lets get some sleep, ok?" Jin nodded and laid down on his left side and watched Hwoarang as he turned out the light. Hwoarang laid cautiously down on his right side and faced Jin.
"I... I love you Hwoa-ka." Hwoarang touched Jin's face and kissed him lightly.
"I love you too," Jin smiled and drifted off into a soundless sleep. Hwoarang glanced around the room before looking at Jin again, "my angel. But I still don't have you. And maybe I never will if this.... " He grit his teeth in the agony of things that could happen and closed his eyes. Hwoarang relaxed a little more and fell asleep.