Determination

Would you please calm down? WooHyun said, yet his plead was left unheard, as SungGyu paced around MyungSoos and SungYeols living room, which was now in some sort of order, but the bright blue sign on the wall was still there. SungGyu WooHyun tried to call other, but with no response. I knew it. I just knew it. Hoya muttered, sitting on a half broken chair next to the wall. I knew he had something to hide. He had his reasons to hide it, dont you think? DongWoo, who was sitting on the floor next to Hoya, said. DongWoo-hyung is right. He couldnt just tell us. SungJong agreed. He was still picking things from the ground and putting them where they should be. He had arrived to the apartment a bit before everyone else after receiving a stressed phone call from DongWoo with only a brief explanation of what was going on. Ordering things in their rightful places kept him calm. SungYeol could have said it to us. Hoya said, resting his chin in his hands and then covering his face with his palms for a moment. Admit it, your reaction wouldnt have been the best. DongWoo rested his head against Hoyas knee. One can not react well to How can all of you can be so calm? SungGyu finally said his voice louder than ever. This MyungSoo Jiu what ever is a criminal and we are now hiding him! SungGyu WooHyun tried to reach other again. No, WooHyun. Dont even say a thing! SungGyu turned to other, who was sitting on the couch. You could have got killed because of him! SungGyu is right. Hoya said and stood up. You both he looked at DongWoo could have got killed. But we didnt, because MyungSoo knew what he was doing. WooHyun opposed That is exactly the problem! He KNEW what he was doing! He shouldnt know things like that! SungGyu exclaimed. And you still got hurt. The last part he muttered. Listen WooHyun stood up and already went to SungGyu when the bedroom doors opened and SeongWoong came out. I would like to ask you to stop screaming. He needs rest. He said. He will be okay? SungJong, who had sat down moments before, jumped out of his seat as soon as SeongWoong came out asked. He tried to keep calm, but he had got attached to his newest hyung and now he was more than concerned about laters health, not to mention how stressed he was about SungYeol being missing. He has obviously been trough much, much worse. Probably things you guys cant even imagine, so this is nothing. He did loose quite an amount of blood, but you called me quick enough, so he should be awake in the morning. I assume not able to move around a lot, but well enough to regain conscious. He took few bottles and bandages from his bag and handed them to WooHyun, who was standing closer to him. You will need to change the bandages every few days and such. He said and already headed to the door, when SungGyu stopped him. Hyung, dont you think we should report Wont you report? he asked I dont think so. It would get me in trouble, as I treated his wounds without documenting them and didnt gather any usual data for paperwork. Secondly, that would get WooHyun in trouble too and thirdly, why would you give in your friend? he said the last one with a faint smile. Call me, if something goes wrong. He said and left, going back to hospital, as he was a doctor there. It was their luck SungGyu knew him well enough to call him over as soon as WooHyun and DongWoo basically dragged in an unconscious MyungSoo. I should look up on him. WooHyun said and headed to the door, yet SungGyu caught his wrist. I really dont think you should be that friendly to him. He said, his voice low. What do you mean by that? We should call the police and tell about SungYeol and talk him into giving himself in as soon as he is well enough. SungGyu said. Are you insane? WooHyun pulled his hand out of SungGyus grip. Police will just mess things up! And what are you going to tell them about MyungSoo when they arrive? What kind of testimony can he give? Do you expect me to lie? He nearly shouted. But WooHyun, what do you propose to do? Hoya stepped closer to them. We wait till MyungSoo gets better so he could tell where to his mind they had taken SungYeol and then we go get him. I am not listening to ideas of a criminal and his plans, not to mention letting you to get involved in them. SungGyu blocked WooHyuns way to the door.

And I am not letting you, to ruin someones new life because of no particular reason! WooHyun said and tried to push SungGyu out of the way, yet the later grabbed him by the wrist again. Listen to me, Nam WooHyun No, you listen to ME, Kim SungGyu! It was almost like worlds most intense staring competition as none of them was willing to give up. Better both of you listen to me. Hoya stepped in. We need him to know where SungYeol is. We can make an anonymous call later and tell that at that place something is strange and police would get SungYeol out and then we would decide on what to do with MyungSoo. Why would we need to do something with him? Dont you think that SungYeol would mind? DongWoo finally decided to join the conversation. If we want SungYeol to finally get a normal life back, we will have to make him to make a sacrifice. Hoya sighed. Are you all blind? Dont you see that he is happy with MyungSoo? WooHyun finally broke the staring contest between him and SungGyu and turned to Hoya. He is kidnapped! Do you call that happy? Hoya seemed to finally loose his temper. We just run out of luck to get him back already. Just few minutes late. Next time There will be no next time! SungGyu almost yelled. You are not going anywhere to act like a hero! Hyung! SungJong finally couldnt hold it in. Stop yelling! You heard what Dr.Lee said. Please, dont get in to this, okay? SungGyu turned to him just for a second. I already am in this. Dont you think I have something to say as well? he asked to SungGyu, who just turned away. SungJong~ah, you dont know people well enough to judge them yet, so, really, dont interrupt. Hoya said, his voice being a mix between harsh and the one someone could use to talk to a child. I dont know people well enough? What does that suppose to mean? SungJong looked rather shocked. You are still young and you just cant tell good from bad. Hoya said, still using the same tone of voice. Am I 11? Or maybe you think Im 5? SungJong asked, raising his voice. SungJong DongWoo went closer to the younger one and tried to put a hand on his shoulder but other shook it off. If I dont know people, why I was one of those few that didnt walk away when you admitted loving DongWoohyung? he asked, looking straight in Hoyas eyes and then turned to WooHyun. Why didnt I tell WooHyunhyung to go to hell after what he did when he arrived at my doorstep? he turned to SungGyu, his eyes already swelling up with tears from all the tension Why didnt I arrogantly walk away when your diner was demolished? Why I did all my best to help even though I didnt have to? one disobedient tear run down his cheek Why did I never stopped believing that SungYeol-hyung is fine and that he will come back? SungJong was on verge of sobbing. I know people. And I know that MyungSoo-hyung is not what he used to be and and the first sob broke out and SungJong cover his mouth with his hand. SungJong This is a serious matter. SungGyu finally stepped away from WooHyun and went to the youngest. One feeling doesnt mean a thing. There are facts No! SungJong shouted and pushed SungGyu out of his way headed straight to the bedroom and went in, closing and locking the doors behind him. He sank on the floor and his is face in his hands. He was not a young fool like some thought. He knew things better than some of them. SungJong~ah, open the door, please. WooHyun pleaded from behind the door, but SungJong refused to reply or open the said door. SungJong, Im sorry. SungGyu joined in, but SungJong didnt even think of moving. Maybe you should open the door? a raspy, hoarse voice spoke from inside of the room and SungJong looked up. MyungSoo was sitting in the bed, his torso almost completely covered in bandages, as well as his left arm. His face had few bruises and few plasters on it. Hyung SungJong sobbed, stood up and without even thinking much went to the bed and hugged MyungSoo, not forgetting about his injuries. I know that youre not what they think you are. But what if they are right? MyungSoo asked. He wasnt quite sure what to do with the sobbing teen, but he knew he had to do something, so he placed his rather well arm around others middle. They are not. Because me and SungYeol-hyung cant be wrong. SungJong said and pulled out of the hug. SungYeol-hyung wasnt wrong about liking WooHyun-hyung, things just were meant to take a different road. And he is not wrong about loving you either. The teen said, sniffing a little.

SungYeols name as if hit a trigger in MyungSoos mind and he got out of the bed immediately. He went to the wardrobe and took out the first comfortable clothes he could find a black t-shirt and deep grey sweatpants and put them on, ignoring the pain that rushed trough his body when ever he stretched a little more What are you doing? SungJong stood up and went closer, while MyungSoo already zipped up a hoodie. Going after SungYeol. He replied and grabbed a pair of sneakers that were lying on the bottom of the wardrobe. You cant! In less than a second SungJong was already next to him. Dr.Lee said you need to rest. I can rest later. MyungSoo sat on the edge of the bed and started to put on his shoes, wincing in pain when he had to bend down. You dont even know where he is! I know exactly to what kind of place they moved to. They probably chose something my style. He stood up and looked around. My blade Its in the kitchen. WooHyun left it there. SungJong said and stood in MyungSoos way when he headed to the door. You need a plan, you cant just go. I have a plan. Go in, get SungYeol, get him out. MyungSoo stopped in front of SungJong. Only him? What about you then? SungJong didnt hide his concern. The task is to get him out. MyungSoo said. He decided that using his old mind set with a task that needs to be done no matter what would help better now. And you are planning on going alone right? SungJong asked and did his best to block the door. I can not put anyone under danger again. MyungSoo said. Is WooHyun okay? Some bruises, but miraculously nothing serious. SungJong said and eased his stiff stance a bit. Good. MyungSoo sighed. "I shouldn't have allowed him to come with me. This time it's a definite no." I will go with you then. SungJong said out of the blue. No. MyungSoo put his hands on SungJongs shoulders. Not because you are kid, because you are not, or because you wouldnt help. I just dont want anyone else to get hurt. SungJong nodded once and sighed. Now, I need to somehow get my blade, because I cant walk trough parade door. Other would probably try to stop me for various reasons. I will get it. SungJong said and stepped away from the door. He glanced at the wardrobe mirror, checking on his puffy eyes. Crying does not look good on me. They will pay. He frowned and headed out of the room. SungJong! DongWoo jumped up from the floor when he was sitting. The fronts in the room were obvious as DongWoo and WooHyun were sitting against one wall, Hoya was in the middle between them and SungGyu sitting one the same half broken chair, while the later was frowning on the couch. I just need a glass of water. He said in a cold voice and went to the kitchen. He had to move fast, but it wasnt that easy as the blade was extremely sharp. He had to think of something, so he watered a towel and wrapped the blade in it. He didnt forget of the water as well. Youre going back in? WooHyun asked, also standing up. Yes. SungJong replied. Why the towel? WooHyun asked, walking closer and SungJong for a second forgot his excuse. MyungSoo-hyung has a slight fever. He said and hoped he sounded confident in his words. Maybe I should go in? WooHyun already moved toward the door but SungJong jumped in his way. No. We can switch later or something. He said and quickly went in to the room, locking the door behind him. Hyung? he asked after turning around and seeing MyungSoo sitting on the bed, his face hidden in his palms. His frame shook a little and it didn't take much for one to understand that it was from pain running trough his body. Mmm? MyungSoo raised his head. That was quick. He said and stood up. He flinched a little and grimaced after taking a step closer to SungJong. Here. SungJong handed the towel to MyungSoo, who unwrapped it and took the blade out. Are you really okay? Maybe rest for few more hours?" SungJong asked and was ready to catch his hyung as the later swayed a little. "No. I can't. I can't waist time. SungYeol needs me. "MyungSoo breathed out and tried to regain his balance as his head span madly because of the pain. He didn't feel it that much before after the fight, as adrenaline made it bearable, but now, after the stitches had pulled his skin together, it felt agonizing and the painkillers the doctor gave were obviously too weak.

"Will you really be fine going alone? What if we need to find you? SungJong asked, his voice so full of concern it actually hurt MyungSoo a bit more. The teen was nice and he didn't want to hurt him in any way, just like any one else. If there will be a need, I will call you. MyungSoo said and headed to the window. Dont tell others until you have to. He said and after receiving a nod disappeared trough the open window. SungJong rushed to the window and looked at the street, that was now empty. How one could jump out of second floor window so quietly and disappear so quickly, especially after being so hurt? What could make one literally become a superman? Does SungYeol-hyung even know how much MyungSoo-hyung loves him SungJong sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, squeezing the glass of water in his hands.
Shot

It hurt. It hurt so much he could barely stand, but he had no choice but to bare it and move forward. His body had been wounded, broken and nearly ripped apart so many times, that the usual pain-killers and anesthetics that were used by most doctors took no effect on him his body just absorbed the medicine like water giving no relief. Only few knew what kind he needed to take to prevent him from feeling mind-blowing pain. The ones that were given to him definitely were not the ones. He moved as fast as the burning sensation on his back allowed him to and headed straight to the nearest new construction site there was. They probably moved from the warehouse to something more in to the city center, something still uninhabited, but good enough for hideout and possible place of staying for a longer period of time. Beside, if they assumed that he had survived, they wanted to settle as soon as possible and probably were close enough for one to know where to search to find them. It could be a trap. No, it most definitely was a trap, but nothing mattered nothing apart from getting SungYeol out of there safe and sound. It was his entire fault that this had happened. It was the fault of his past self who gained enemies by finally disappearing from their sight and leaving nothing behind. He died, but his past haunted him and wanted to pull him back in its pitch black depths again. He couldnt allow that. Too many things and lives were now at stake. He had to finish this. The construction area, where a new, modern block was being made from a scratch, with apartment and business buildings appearing from ground like solid concrete sprouts, was not that hard to find if one knew what to search for, and he knew. This was the basic pattern of a kidnapping which he used to be so good at. The white van he had seen taking SungYeol away from the previous location was parked next to a business type of a building, obviously to attract his attention. It was a trap, but he couldnt turn back now. He straightened out, as he was half bent-down most of the time, not so much to hide himself as the pain was pulling him closer to the ground and went to the front door of the building. Faint voices were being heard from the inside, proving that if not all of them then the biggest part of them was there. MyungSoo took a deep breath and pushed the door open, getting his blade ready. The only sources of light in the room were still with plastic covered windows, making it rather dim. Forms of humans were scattered here and there around the darkest places of the room, but one figure, sitting on a chair, was left in the brightest spot across the room. MyungSoo didnt even have to think twice to understand who it was. SungYeol. He looked rather passed out, his long messy hair covering his face. His hands were pulled back, probably tied behind the chair; his legs were tied together. The urge to call his name just to check, if he can hear, if hes conscious, almost took over MyungSoo, but he remained calm. He had to focus. He wanted to run across the room and just get other out, but the shadows moving around the dim light made him to stay still and wait. This was a trap and he was not willing to fall in to it completely. Youre here. A voice that seemed rather familiar spoke from behind SungYeol and a frame, wearing a disgustingly yellow tailcoat and blindingly purple pants stepped out of the shadow and stood next to SungYeol. Joker. MyungSoo uttered trough clenched teeth.

The ridiculously clothed males face was covered with a mask that represented the face of an American movie villain that once he used to draw on his own; his green-ish hair reminded more of a wig and his voice sounded more like gargling, but was still recognizable. How good to hear that you havent forgotten me. Joker said in a mocking tone. Its been quite a while. He continued and placed one of his gloved hands on SungYeols shoulder, making MyungSoo to tense. A lot has happened, a lot has changed, am I right, Jiu? Or should I call you MyungSoo? he said with a bit of raspy laughter. Shouldnt you be dead? MyungSoo asked. He remembered how he sliced the man that was standing in front of him now. Beside, he couldnt have survived the explosion. Shouldnt you be too? Joker asked in the same mocking voice. What do you want? MyungSoo had no time for others games, which the said one liked to play way too much. Hes quite beautiful. Joker ignored MyungSoos question and instead curled his fingers under SungYeols chin, raising his head up. SungYeols eyes fluttered open as if he just woke up from a sleep. He almost immediately noticed MyungSoo across the room, almost as if he could sense him, and his eyes opened as widely as possible. He gave a muffled scream of other;'s name trough the duct tape covering his mouth and started to struggle in his seat. The urge to run forward ignoring all possible danger stirred up in MyungSoo again, but he was aware of consequences so he stayed still. I asked, what do you want? he said, trying not to focus only on struggling SungYeol, though it was probably the hardest thing he had ever done. He had to stay focused, as the shadows started to move around the room a bit faster. Nothing much. The Joker said, forcing SungYeol to turn his head to him and smirking as the tied up one tried his best to struggle out of his hold and return his gaze to MyungSoo, Just you to be dead. He said with a smirk and at the very moment two of the shadows launched in to the light and straight at MyungSoo. He was quite ready for that and it didnt took more than few seconds until the two men attacking him was already on the floor with deep cuts in their chest. What he wasnt ready for was the front door open and to receive a strong hit or rather a kick on his back, right where the chasers blade had split his flesh hours ago. He could feel the stitches being broken and collapsed on the floor on his fours with a loud cry of pain. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to calm his breathing as he almost started to hyperventilated from the shock his body now felt, but a muffled yet loud cry made him to look up. Joker had forced SungYeol on his knees, the chair being thrown somewhere in the dark. He had twisted his gloved fingers in SungYeols hair and forced him to look at MyungSoo. The other was struggling to get free and as it seemed to crawl to MyungSoo with all his might but just ended up hurting himself. I never thought I will see the day when all mighty and unbeatable Jiu will fall. Neither did I imagine seeing someone crying for him as if he would be the center of ones world. The Joker said mockingly first looking at MyungSoo and then at SungYeol. Maybe we should have included other participants too? he asked with an obvious disgusting smirk in his voice. Maybe the owner of the diner? He would probably put on a quite a show. MyungSoo tore his gaze away from SungYeol and turned to Joker. Or maybe his co-worker. He has quite the fighting spirit as I heard. Or maybe the one with the bright smile. Wasnt his name DongWoo? MyungSoos eyes went big and he started to slowly stand up. Joker knew them, which was not a surprise, but if he was thinking about involving them in to this he might do it and MyungSoo couldnt allow him to ruin their lives. Or even better, Joker continued. how about that high schooler? MyungSoo froze. SungJong wasnt hanging around with them as much as other, so he was pretty sure he would leave SungJong out of this. He seemed so worried when you left. I think he wanted to join in. Joker said with a laugh. What did you do? MyungSoo hissed as he finally straightened out and tried not to sway, as his head started to buzz because of pain. Ouh, nothing. Some of my men just made a home visit. Joker said. MyungSoo looked at SungYeol, whose eyes were now filled with pure terror and it was all still MyungSoos fault. First SungYeol, then WooHyun, now SungJong and everyone else. That had to be stopped. You will regret that. MyungSoo said and started to move forward. He didnt run, that would tire him out and he wasnt capable of running anyway. He walked in slow pace, taking each step slowly and firmly, so if anyone would decide to attack him, if would be harder to knock him down. I really doubt that. Joker said and nodded toward the shadows.

Shadows, that were walking around, launched at MyungSoo, but didnt even had a chance to touch him as they were left with deep wounds on which ever body part came closer first and second to MyungSoo. Few actually did hit him but he switched of his sense of pain. He had been selfish concentrating on it not on his main task ending the nonsense he had created himself and getting SungYeol out no matter what happens to him. No, he wasnt Jiu who went in to a mission without thinking of the result other than success despite the lost lives on his side, he was MyungSoo with a purpose to keep his side safe. Soon the stream of men from shadows ended and the few that had remained stepped back toward where Joker and SungYeol were. Joker had let go of SungYeol and now seemed rather scared, though the mask hid his face. I see you havent lost your grip, Jiu. Joker spoke trying not to show his fear, as there was a row of moaning and groaning bodies behind MyungSoo, from which those who were capable enough run as fast as they could to leave the place, and the said male was just hand reach from him. MyungSoo had walked trough them like some sort of angel of death making them fall down like leaves in autumn. All that was between the angel of death and the Joker were two shaking men that were trying to find a way to escape. This was a test. You can come back and serve to our purpose again. Joker said, his voice shaking a bit, his amusement long gone. He had felt the cold radiating from Jiu now before, but never so strong and overwhelming. This was not the same person he knew before. Come back to what? Serve to what purpose? MyungSoo asked, the hand he held his blade in ready to attack any second. New World Order. We can still accomplish our dreams. Joker said and swallowed loudly. Those are not my dreams and they have never been. MyungSoo said and launched himself in to attack, knocking one of the two remaining men out, making other to run for his life. Joker stepped back and then headed out running, tripping over his own feet. As soon as Joker was out of sight, MyungSoo kneeled next to SungYeol. I am so sorry. He said and started to open SungYeols bounds, starting with the one covering his mouth. Are you okay? were the first words from SungYeol. He didnt even breathe in enough air and ended up coughing. I should ask that. MyungSoo said and untied others hands and then legs. Im serious. SungYeol said and without any hesitation wrapped his arms around MyungSoos neck, pulling him in to a hug. You have no idea what kind of theories about you they had here for discussion. They were talking about this professional that was sent after you at the previous place and SungYeol stopped when he felt MyungSoos arms finally tightening in a hug around him. Im okay now. Other said and SungYeol sighed, letting his hands to drop from MyungSoos shoulders to his lower back but as soon as he did that he drew back and looked at his hand that was now colored in red. Youre bleeding! he exclaimed and didnt hide his shock an fear. Hopefully that will help him to die for once! Jokers voice rang from behind them and said one came in, holding a gun in each of his hands. Right when Joker pressed the trigger for the first time MyungSoo jumped up, pulling SungYeol along by his shoulders and straight behind and alcove in the wall. The bullets flew pass them and then stopped. Come out! Lets finish this, Jiu! Joker yelled. I need to go out. MyungSoo whispered and already leaned forward when SungYeol clenched in to his hand. Dont you even dare thinking about that. He whispered back. You promised not leave as long youre not being left and I am not leaving. The mission is to get you out. MyungSoo replied and pressed his lips against SungYeols for a quick kiss. This time I might break my promise. He backed away and spun his blade in his hand once before detaching it from the wire he had around his wrist to hold in place. When you see a chance, run. He turned back to SungYeol who was still holding on to MyungSoos sleeve. No. he shook his head. I cant. SungYeol tried his best not to cry as it wouldnt help at all in this situation. Please. MyungSoo said barely audibly and gently shook SungYeols hand off. He leaned forward, not enough to be seen out of the alcove, but enough to probably hear what was going on outside of it. He prepared the blade and with one swift move threw it out. A cry of pain echoed around the room and he run out of the hideout to knock bleeding and nearly hand-less Joker of his feet.

The blade had left a deep cut on others wrist making him to drop one of the guns he was holding, giving a chance for MyungSoo to attack. The plan had one flaw, as Joker knew the only week spot MyungSoo had at he moment as soon as MyungSoo turned around for a split second to lift his blade, Joker kicked his lower back as hard as he could making MyungSoo to stumble forward and almost trip and fall, yet the said male kept his balance and the blade flew toward Joker again, this time catching the edge of his mask and splitting it, making it fall on the floor, revealing others burned, scar covered and distorted face. How do you like it? Joker said with a laugh after seeing MyungSoos shocked expression. Not everyone can get out of an explosion and stay who they used to be. He said and raised his well hand to shoot, but MyungSoo was faster he launched forward, grabbed his blade from the floor and left a deep cut in Jokers thigh and with one twist also in his back making the later one to scream in pain. Bastard! Joker cried out and turned around, pressing the trigger ending up shooting the wall as MyungSoo was already behind his back again, using his blade to split the disgustingly yellow fabric of the jacket and Jokers flesh. Run! he quickly turned toward where SungYeol was still hiding and yelled. The later obeyed but just few seconds too late. Joker turned around and aimed at running SungYeol. MyungSoo had no time to aim the blade so he used the most primitive move he could. He launched his whole body at Joker and knocked him down. Unfortunately he landed on something with his back, that probably was the chair Joker had threw away before, and pain shot trough him, clouding his mind for a second. In that time Joker had already stood up and got his gun back. You fool. You have no idea who are you fighting against. Im the mighty Joker and you are nothing. Joker said, pulling his hideously scarred face in to grimaces of anger and triumph. This time you will die for sure. He said and was ready to press the trigger when a shot echoed around the room. MyungSoo looked behind Joker, who had frozen in mid air. SungYeol was holding the gun that Joker had dropped in both of his slightly shaking hands, aiming straight at its owner. Joker turned around to shoot at SungYeol, but the later one directed two more shots at Joker, who collapsed on the floor right after. It took a second or two for MyungSoo to snap out of what had just happened. He stood up and went, or rather limped to SungYeol, who was still holding the gun, aiming at nothing. Give it to me. MyungSoo said and only his voice snapped SungYeol out of his weird trance. He placed the gun in MyungSoos outreached hand and looked at it for a moment, until MyungSoo walked away with it to one of the men that were lying on the floor. He carefully rubbed the trigger and the holder with corner of the either dead or passed out guys jacket and then placed the gun in his hand, wiping the barrel afterwards. He stood up, picked up his blade and went back to SungYeol who was just standing and looking at him. Im really sorry, that you had to see all this. He said quietly, looking at SungYeol who let his gaze wonder around the room once and then focused back to MyungSoo. I should have the pain in his back was back, as the adrenaline had worn off and it hit him harder than before, as now all stitches were probably broken. He could feel blood soaking his clothes and running down his back. He kneeled on the floor, squeezing his eyes shut. He opened them only when he felt a familiar hands lifting his face up. We need to go. SungYeol said, looking straight in MyungSoos eyes. He let go of others cheeks and wrapped his arms around MyungSoos shoulders and helped him to stand up. Need to find phone check on others. MyungSoo breathed out and did his best not to trip over his own feet or anything that was on the floor as they headed out. His strength had finally left him and he just sagged against SungYeol. We need someone to pick us up too and get you No hospitals MyungSoo interrupted with a murmur. I know. We need to get you to some sort of doctor. SungYeol said and kicked the half shut front door completely open. Funny. One could think youre rescuing me. MyungSoo said and SungYeol could swear he heard a bit of laughter in his voice. I am so sorry, SungYeol. He continued, this time seriously, but still as quietly. You dont have anything to be sorry about. SungYeol said, tightening his grip as he had the feeling that MyungSoo is slipping away and not only out of his grip. I have so many things to be sorry about. He said, his voice week and sleepy. Later. SungYeol said and tried to somehow adjust their positions so he could move faster, but he couldnt tale a step further, when a dark blue min-van stopped right in front of him.

Hes back The doors of the van opened and two bodies tumbled on the ground. Both were men, wearing something close to black suits. They were tied up, their mouths stuffed with cloth. They were obviously alive as they were moaning and whimpering, but someone had beaten them up pretty bad and now they were partly unconscious. SungYeol took few steps back and tightened his grip around MyungSoos body, as he felt the later tensing up as if he was ready to jump out of his grip and attack who ever would come out of the van. Get in! SungGyus head appeared from the car and after seeing MyungSoos sagging against SungYeol he jumped out himself, stepped over the two guys on the floor (not missing a chance to kick on of them) and went to MyungSoos other side. Lets move. He said, as soon as he got hold of MyungSoo. SungYeol nodded and both of them half carried MyungSoo to the car. DongWoo was sitting behind the wheel and SungJong was next to him in the passenger seat. Lets exchange places. SungJong said as soon as MyungSoo was settled in to the car between SungGyu and SungYeol, half laying on the taller one. SungGyu nodded and they quickly switched before DongWoo started the engine and the car rolled out of the construction site. How did you find us? SungYeol asked first looking at SungGyu trough the rearview mirror and then at SungJong who looked away the very moment. Hyung asked me not to tell them that he left, but I couldnt just left him go without anyone knowing. SungJong murmured. And its a good thing he came out of the room to tell us, as those two we dumped out there had decided to pay a visit. SungGyu said and MyungSoo obviously moved next to SungYeol. Losers. They were planning on taking SungJong as he was alone in the room. They obviously failed and we forced them to tell where exactly they held you. You should have seen how angry SungGyu got. DongWoo said driving in to one of the many side streets that snaked around the new construction sites. For a second we thought he will kill those guys. Yah, dont exaggerate. SungGyu stopped DongWoo from saying anything else. But hyung, you really did I said dont. he interrupted SungJong as well and turned to the back. We will switch back to our car as this is the one those losers drove to the bookstore. We thought it would cause less fuss appearing there with a care the rest of them know and no one would see out car there. DongWoo stopped the car and all of them get out just to move few meters to DongWoos car that was parked in the alleyway. SungGyu helped SungYeol to support MyungSoo while SungJong rushed forward, opened the door and prepared a blanket to wrap around MyungSoo, as the later was slightly shaking. SeongWoong-hyung will be already there when we get back. SungGyu said moving back to the front seat next to DongWoo, who had already started the engine. This fool. He should have talked to us first. He looked at MyungSoo, who, as it would seem for anyone who didnt know the situation, was just sleeping on SungYeols shoulders, his frame wrapped up in a blanket, a red-ish spot forming on the part that covered his back. You wouldnt have listened. DongWoo said, not hiding his disagreement of others possible reaction. I know. SungGyu sighed and turned a bit to face SungYeol. How are you feeling? The bespoken one raised his head, as he had looked at MyungSoo all the time. Im fine. So He made it in time Like, before they hurt you SungGyu said. I guess so. SungYeol sighed and returned his gaze to MyungSoo. The rest of the short car ride was quiet. They arrived at the book store and doctors car was already waiting in front of it. Getting up the stairs was quite a challenge as each step could hurt MyungSoo even more and it stabbed SungYeols heart when ever he heard a hiss of pain breaking from MyungSoos lips on their way upstairs. You are probably the worst male-nurses in the history. Dr.Lee said as soon as SungYeol and SungGyu half carried MyungSoo in to the bedroom. We have probably the most disobedient patient as well. SungGyu replied and together with SungYeol carefully laid MyungSoo on the bed on his stomach. Probably. Dr.Lee sighed and leaned over MyungSoo, raising his hoodie and shirt up, to take a look at his back, which was, as suspected, covered in blood trough the bandages. The stitches he had put on the cut earlier that day were probably broken and the wound had re-opened and started to bled again. Will need something to clean the blood and help to remove his clothes. Dr.Lee said and turned to his bag.

The last I can do myself. MyungSoo said weakly. Youre conscious? doctor sounded quite shocked and turned back to MyungSoo who had already sat up enough to rid himself from the blood soaked clothes with small help from SungYeol. Not for long. He replied and as soon as the clothes and soaked bandages were taken off lied back down. Okay, then someone get a towel or a bucket of water, I dont even know, to clean up the mess and then I will put a new set of stitches. Ill get it. SungJong said and rushed to the kitchen. I should probably stay. SungYeol said, though his head spun from the sight of MyungSoos blood covered and ripped back. No, you should go out, wash your face or something and wait. WooHyun, who had came in to the room as soon as they entered it minutes before said, took SungYeols hand and dragged him out. You obviously cant stand that sight, so how about you do what I told you and wait. He said with a smile and guided him to the kitchen sink, letting SungJong with a big bowl of water pass them first. I should have stayed. SungYeol frowned. Stayed and fainted and made MyungSoo to worry while the doctor is sewing him together. WooHyun poured some water in to a glass and handed it to SungYeol. Are you feeling okay? he asked after SungYeol drank the glass empty in one-shot. Kind of. A bit worried. He put the glass on the counter and turned the water on, washing his hands and face furiously. He felt like he's in a trance and the things that had happened today were some kind of strange mirages, a bit too realistic ones. He still felt how a gloved hand grabs his chin and forces to look at a masked face with a disgusting grin drawn on it; he heard MyungSoos cry of pain echoing around the empty room; he felt the scent of MyungSoos blood hitting his nostrils; he felt the weight of the gun in his hand. SungYeol stuck his head under the stream of the water and stood like that for a moment, until he felt a weight of a hand on his shoulder. He straightened out and looked at WooHyun, who handed him a towel. Thanks. He murmured and rubbed his wet hair with it. This had been one hell of a day for you and for all of us. WooHyun said and led the way to the living room. The bright blue writing from the wall was gone, a bucket and a scrubber still standing next to the wall indicated that someone had put in quite an effort to get rid of it. The furniture, that wasnt entirely broken, was back in its rightful places and positions, all trashed one were taken away, the floor was clean and if not some missing chairs and previously mentioned cleaning utensils, the room looked like every other day. Hoya seemed to notice SungYeols small surprise. We needed to relieve our stress while you all were gone, so we did a bit of cleaning. He said with a small smile. Thanks. SungYeol murmured and sat on the couch, but jumped right up as the door of the bedroom opened and SungJong came out, carrying the same bowl he took from kitchen earlier, followed by SungGyu. Sit down. SeongWoong-hyung will finish soon and then all he will need is rest and stuff like that. SungGyu said while SungJong took the bowl to the kitchen and rid it of its content. Yes, no need to worry, hyung. SungJong cam back to the living room and sat on the couch pulling SungYeol along. I should go in. SungYeol murmured and tried to stand up but was held in place by SungJong. Sit and rest for a moment. Doctor Lee even kicked us out. Because you are the worst male-nurses. Dr.Lee said exiting the room. Your friend is conscious enough to understand my scolding and complain about too weak medicine, so he will be perfectly fine. Just dont let him go anywhere. I will go now. He said and headed to the door. Thats it? SungGyu asked. What else? doctor stopped for a moment. No questions? I asked your friend and he answered me, so I have nothing to ask you. Now, excuse me, but my wife and daughter are waiting me for dinner. He said with a faint smile and walked out of the apartment. You have very weird acquaintances. Hoya said. Not was weird and stupid as my friends. SungGyu sighed and sat on one of the chairs. Are you really feeling okay? he turned to SungYeol.

Im fine. SungYeol sighed. I should really go and check on MyungSoo. He already stood up when the doors of the bedroom opened once again. MyungSoo! he jumped from his seat and went across the room with two big steps, supporting other, who just came out of the room. You should rest. Korean medicine is really weak, including sleeping pills. MyungSoo said and went to the couch with SungYeols help. If youre awake, we should have a talk. SungGyu said. Maybe lets wait? Hoya suggested but SungGyu waved him off. Fine. MyungSoo nodded. We are now aware of your past and what you have done. Not again, hyung. SungJong whined and was shushed down. I think it will be completely impossible for us to forget all that, especially what happened today. And its not a lie when I say no one of us will be able to act like we dont know it. Seriously! SungGyu, I though you kicking those dudes till they were crying for their mothers and screaming at them for trying to ruing MyungSoos new life was a sign that you are not a fool! WooHyun interrupted and received a death glare from SungGyu. Could you please let me finish? he hissed and turned back to MyungSoo. What I wanted to say, is all that doesnt change how we saw you before and the way you acted toward us. So, we might not look over that, until we forget, but we will he took a deep breath not judge you. Beside, you are willing to risk everything for SungYeol, so, youre okay. Hoya added. What should I say now MyungSoo said quietly. Nothing, because everything they said is self-evident. DongWoo said with a bright smile. You were a part of us before this misshapen, and you are still, because who doesnt have dark things in their past? My past is darker than any of you could imagine. MyungSoo said not quite looking at anyone in the room. Does it matter? SungJong asked. It should matter. MyungSoo replied glancing at the youngest one for a second. But it doesnt and wont. SungYeol said resting his head on MyungSoos shoulder. I have never cared about your past, I dont care now and I will not care. Neither will we. Hoya said with a nod. But you should. This could happen again. Joker was not the main in the organization. Then we will deal with them together if that happens again! SungGyu stood up. Listen, you probably heard how I acted earlier. Im sorry, but I was just worried about WooHyun and I admit about you and definitely about SungYeol too, so dont mind all what I said then and focus on what I am saying now. He sighed and took a small pause. Were all in to this now anyway, and we are not backing up. Beside, do you really think they would come at you again, after you got rid of that giant? WooHyun joined in. What giant? SungYeol looked at MyungSoo. The professional you heard them talking about. He replied and turned to WooHyun. I didnt want to involve any of you. I just failed to keep all SungYeol and now all of you away from that. Stop. SungYeol raised his head from MyungSoos shoulder and looked at him. What happened today We will deal with it if it happens again. I will be more careful, we all will. But you had to I would do that again and let us not mention it, please. Did you guys just switch to Japanese again or I am the only one who didnt understand the last reference? DongWoo asked, sounding indeed confused. Its nothing. Really. SungYeol said with a faint smile. What ever you say. DongWoo shrugged. So, I think this is cleared out. SungGyu sighed. We should probably each return home and rest a bit. You two especially need some rest. I dont think. MyungSoo started to speak but was cut of my DongWoo. "Well take SungJong home first, then SungGyu and WooHyun to their diner and then we will go to our apartment. Safe, as no one will stay alone for a moment, right? MyungSoo nodded. Good, then see you tomorrow, as we will stop by. He smiled his wide smile, waved, grabbed Hoya by his hand and dragged him out, while other just barely could wave a goodbye. Rest well. SungJong said and briefly hugged MyungSoo and then SungYeol. We will. SungYeol smiled and waved a goodbye.

As this is not a trauma from job, I will not pay your medical bill. And you can take few days off while you get better and stuff. SungGyu murmured. What he meant was, that dont even dare showing up in the diner until your well. WooHyun said with a sigh. If you need anything, call us. He said and left, taking SungGyu with him, leaving MyungSoo and SungYeol alone. Im still really sorry. MyungSoo said, wrapping his arms around SungYeol, after the taller one rested his head on MyungSoos shoulder again. And I still forgive you. SungYeol said, being careful with placing his hands around MyungSoos middle. Those are things you shouldnt forgive that easily. MyungSoo rested his head on top of SungYeols. But I do and thats it. Lets just not bring today up without real need and lets just live like nothing happened. He said with a sigh. SungGyu said it wont be that easy. SungGyu obviously says a lot of things. SungYeol raises his head from others shoulder to look in his eyes. Lets at least try. Okay. MyungSoo said with a nod. SungYeol smiled as bright as he could and pecked MyungSoos lips, resting his head back on other shoulder right after. This had been one really long day. Warning Are you sure you can work? SungGyu leaned against the doorpost of the kitchen and observed how MyungSoo tied the apron around his middle. I wouldnt come here if couldnt. MyungSoo replied and rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt and went to the sink to wash his hands. Does SungYeol know? SungGyu asked and took a step in to the kitchen. MyungSoo turned his head toward SungGyu for a moment. His face read that SungYeol most definitely didnt know. Dont you think that he will freak out, when he comes home from receiving the results of university entrance exam? SungGyu crossed his arms on his chest. I left a note at home and texted him. MyungSoo replied and started to cut carrots that were placed on the counter in front of him. He will still freak out. You heal fast and the stitches were taken out pretty quickly, but you still should have rested some more. SungGyu said with a sigh and placed a bowl for cut carrots next to MyungSoo. I have never rested so much in my life. I already read almost everything in the first floor book-store during those weeks, so I need to do something else. MyungSoo said and SungGyus eyes locked on how fast the knife in MyungSoos hand was moving, how smooth and precise each movement was. No mechanical device could cut with accuracy like that, SungGyu was sure of that. The realization of from where this amazing skill came from made SungGyu shiver a little, but he snapped out of it pretty fast. He had made a promise not only to SungYeol, WooHyun and everyone else to forgive, forget and accept, but also to himself. He was the one in their little group of friends, who had no right to judge and blame MyungSoo for anything, as he understood why he had made the choices he made. He once had pretty similar choices to make. SungGyu. MyungSoo spoke louder than usual and SungGyu finally draw his gaze away from MyungSoos hands that looked like they stopped the action of cutting already for a while and looked at MyungSoos face. I called you already for the third time. MyungSoo said calmly, as if understanding where to SungGyus mind had wondered off. Ouh. SungGyu said, not hiding his surprise. Pass me the cabbages, please. MyungSoo asked casually and that calmed SungGyu down. One thing he definitely liked about MyungSoo was that he did not ask questions in any kind of awkward situation. He just let things go their flow and SungGyu had to admit he wanted to learn that. Without any further words, he did what he was asked to, and soon the precise movements of the knife started again. This time SungGyu decided not to fall in the strange stage of trance and thoughts as before, so he left the kitchen, just to meet and angry SungYeol standing at the counter and quite guilty looking WooHyun behind him. Where is he? SungYeol asked. He looked like he was ready to punch SungGyu in the face, though it was not his fault for sure.

First of all, I am older than you, so you have no right to talk to me in a tone like that. SungGyu said to SungYeol and turned to WooHyun. We can handle this. Customers are waiting. WooHyun nodded and left. Listen SungYeol started, but was immediately cut off by SungGyu. He came here because he wanted to. I did not call him and ask him to come, I even offered him to go home, but he refused. We are not letting him to carry the trays around. He is just cooking in the kitchen and thats it. SungGyu said while SungYeols mouth was still hanging open. Now, go and talk to him yourself and give the order sheet WooHyun will bring over now to him as well. I will not give him the order sheet, because I am taking him home. SungYeol said and reached the door to the kitchen in few big steps. Good luck with that. SungGyu sighed. What do you think you are doing? SungYeol asked as soon as he stepped in to the kitchen, where MyungSoo was currently preparing everything for serving stew or something of that sort. Iamcooking? He rather asked than stated and placed the spoon he was rising to his lips before on to the counter. You should be at home and resting. SungYeol said, trying his best to stay calm, as a true panic hit him when he returned home, as he had forgotten his papers and phone, and he found no one there as in MyungSoo was gone, leaving only a small note that said Dont worry. I went to work. M. Almost the same was said in the message that was sent to him. At that moment every thought about university left SungYeols mind and he had rushed straight to the diner, where, as soon as WooHyun saw him and guilt appeared on his face, he understood that MyungSoo is there. The fear washed away a little, but he was still worried. He knew how fast and almost miraculously MyungSoo can heal, but that did not mean that he was ready to walk around with heavy trays of food and rush from kitchen to hall and back when ever needed. The urge to punch WooHyun and then SungGyu was great, but somehow a small voice at the back of his head, that used to talk to SungYeol when he was on the streets in Japan and kept him from doing ridiculous things, came back to life and talked him out of hurting the two previously mentioned ones in front of their customers. Beside, knowing MyungSoo, it was not their fault at all. You know as well as I do, that I have rested enough. MyungSoo said and took a different spoon to stir what he was cooking. He then took one of the trays, that were piled up next to the door and several other items, SungYeol had seen in diners and placed them on the tray, along with the freshly cooked stew. Without much effort, MyungSoo passed SungYeol and called out for WooHyun the number of order that was ready and the bespoken one came almost right away and took the tray. I was worried SungYeol said quietly. His panic had washed away along with his anger and now he was even a little ashamed. How could he know how well MyungSoo was feeling? He had known his condition better than any doctor before, so why was this time different? Im sorry. MyungSoo said with a small sigh and took few steps closer to SungYeol, so that there was almost no distance between them. You would have had a surprise dinner cooked by me here after youd return from university with results, but now the surprise is pretty much ruined, as you didnt go anywhere, but, I guess that is my fault. He said and cupped SungYeols face in his hands. Im sorry. Really. He said and pecked SungYeols lips. I was so worried. SungYeol pouted. You really think this will make up for it? MyungSoo pressed his lips against SungYeols again, this time giving SungYeol enough time to respond and a peck to turn in to a decent kiss, but as soon as that happened a loud sound of dishes crashing on the floor and few shrieks came from the hall. What was that? SungYeol gasped the very moment the kiss was over and MyungSoo was already rushing out of the kitchen. The customers seemed shocked and a bit frightened and at first it wasnt clear what had happened, until MyungSoo saw SungGyu helping WooHyun to get back on his feet. The later had obviously fallen, taking the tray with empty dishes along, scattering them on the floor. What happened? MyungSoo came closer to help clean the mess and SungYeol soon followed him. I saw him. WooHyun turned to MyungSoo, his face full of shock and terror. Saw who? MyungSoo asked, not being completely sure he wanted to hear the answer.

The foreign giant. The one we He He was standing behind the window and looking inside. WooHyun said, his gaze focusing on MyungSoo, as if emphasizing that what he just said was true. Are you sure? MyungSoo asked and received a nod as a reply. Without thinking much he rushed out of the diner and looked around the empty street. A shadow moved in a side-way across the main street and MyungSoo already launched forward to run to that alley, when someone grabbed him by his hand. Do you have to do that? SungGyu asked his grip strong enough to keep someone like MyungSoo in place. If its really him WooHyun saw then, yes, I have to. MyungSoo said. I need to check at least and right now he, who ever it might be, has time to get away. I am going with you then, or the two of them SungGyu nodded toward the diner, obviously speaking about SungYeol and WooHyun will rip me to pieces. I am not willing to allow this, but I cant waste time. MyungSoo said and SungGyu let go of his wrist, letting him to finally move across the street, other following close behind. The alley was located in such way that it would be hard for a simple passer-by to notice anything there, if he or she wasnt paying extra attention. It was a pretty classical type of place between two buildings where garbage containers were placed. At first look it seemed empty, but then a figure stepped out of the shadow and MyungSoo froze, making SungGyu to almost run in to him. That really was the chaser. His posture was a bit crooked not as stiff and straight as before; he seemed to limp with one leg and his right hand looked like one after a wrongly healed brake misplaced and misshaped. His neck, which at first looked like it was covered in thick black scarf, was actually locked in some sort of device that reminded more of a futuristic wonder from Star Wars, than something real medicine would use, but then again the chaser was not from those who used the services of hospitals and real doctors. The chaser moved and MyungSoo took a careful step back, pushing SungGyu along. Even a kitchen knife would have came in handy now, but right now MyungSoo was unarmed and even though the foreigner didnt look as one that could fight at the moment, it was still a bad thing. The foreigner reached inside of his long black coat and pulled out his blade the same MyungSoo once felt on his back and spun it once in his well hand. SungGyu obviously tensed between MyungSoos back and MyungSoo took the needed position to launch at foreigner as soon as a chance occurred. He had no other strategy and he hoped this one would work. The giant spun the blade once more and drove the blade in to the ground next to his feet. NWO is pleased with your performance, but not pleased with your behavior. The foreigner spoke, his voice sounding like something close to Darth Vaders. The cut in his throat, left there by MyungSoo on their first meeting, had probably cut the vocal cords or rather destroyed them. I have nothing to do with them anymore, so I dont care what they think. MyungSoo replied, still remaining ready to attack. You might not have anything to with them now, but there will be a day, when they will come after you. The chaser said. As for now, youve won. He said and stepped back from his blade. Won? MyungSoo asked and straightened out from his half bend attack position. Won freedom and time. The foreigner said. I respect you and accept my own defeat, but I am not the only one and it will only take time till next one appears. He said and took few more steps back. How much time do I have? MyungSoo asked. A month, two, maybe a year or more. No one can tell, but they will hunt for you, that I can say for sure. The foreigner said and took few more steps back, before disappearing in the shadow, just like he appeared. That means SungGyu, who seemed almost inexistent before, spoke. That means eventually someone will come after me. MyungSoo finished others sentence and took few steps closer to the blade. And we cant know when, right? SungGyu asked and followed. Like he said. MyungSoo replied and took of the apron he was wearing, to wrap it around the blade first around the handle to pull it out of the ground, and then around the blade itself. That means we should always be ready. SungGyu said, but not with expected anger rather with determination in his voice. Ive brought life of never ending tension to everyone. MyungSoo said, looking at the wrapped in blade he held.

None of us is an angel, so we would eventually bring it upon ourselves anyway. SungGyu said and placed his hand on MyungSoos shoulder. Lets go back. Ill put that thing away. Shouldnt I do that? MyungSoo turned to other. No. You already have a weapon at your house and one of these is more than enough. Other said and took the blade from MyungSoo. Lets go, before WooHyun and SungYeol go insane. He said with a small smile and led the way back across the street, where the mentioned two were already waiting outside of the diner. Was it him? WooHyun asked. It sounded like he wanted to receive a negative answer. Yes. MyungSoo said with a nod. But he is not and will not be a problem. Well talk about it later. SungGyu spoke. Right now we will continue to do what we had to do. He said and received three nods in reply. All of them returned back to the diner and soon SungYeol left to university, just to come back later together with DongWoo, Hoya and SungJong. So, they will come back Hoya said with a sigh and leaned back in his seat. Those are not pleasing news. Even more of the fact that we dont know when... WooHyun said. And who they will be. DongWoo added. We will just have to wait and see. SungGyu said and poured everyone apart from SungJong and MyungSoo a round of soju, as one was too young, but other just didnt drink. We dont have many other choices. Hoya nodded and drank his shot of the alcoholic drink. Theres always the possibility to find them first. MyungSoo said, attracting everyones attention and making SungYeol next to him to tense. But that is not an option and, no, I am not going to do that. He said and looked at SungYeol during the last part. Then we just wait? SungJong asked, looking at his hyungs. Yes. We wait and live as normal as its possible for us and that is it. SungGyu said and emptied his glass. Its not said, that they will ever come, though. WooHyun said and looked at SungGyu. Threatening to come and coming are two different things. You know that. Coming right now and after some time are two different things as well. SungGyu replied. Again secrets I dont understand. DongWoo frowned. Not only you. SungYeol said. Care to explain? Not right now. SungGyu said and poured some more of the drink for himself. A complicated story that will be told some other time. You know, that after telling it, some might be angry about your attitude, right? WooHyun asked. I am pretty much aware of that. SungGyu said with a bit of sad smile and emptied his glass again. The I guess we will wait till some other time. MyungSoo said and SungGyu nodded with a smile. He could see a similarity between himself and MyungSoo and at the same time major difference. On one hand it was great when SungGyu asked too many questions and sometimes rushed with conclusions, MyungSoo didnt ask and waited for things to reveal them selves slowly that was the great, but pleasant difference. On other hand, he felt this dark similarity that was hopefully not ready to reveal it too soon, as that could endanger their merry company of seven as much as MyungSoos past. Smile We should change the subject. SungJong frowned. We have great news to celebrate, but all we do is talk about the bad stuff. SungJongs right, WooHyun said with a smile. We have better things to talk about. For SungYeol getting accepted in university with perfect exam results! Hoya raised his glass and everyone did the same, raising their glasses from the table. Good thing you managed to arrive before closing to get your results. DongWoo smiled and put his glass back on the table after taking a sip. That could be a sign that everything will start to get better from now on. WooHyun said. Since when do you believe in signs? SungYeol turned to WooHyun. Well, everything happens for a reason and with its own aftermath, so you could count some things as signs. The bespoken one said with a faint smile and glanced at SungGyu for a brief second. That was cheesy. DongWoo said acting out a shiver. Then how about this? WooHyun made a heart with his arms over his head and threw it across the table to DongWoo, making the later to cringe. And this? he turned

to SungGyu, made peace signs with both of his hands and started to make probably the weirdest-supposed-to-becute noise ever. Ouh, dear lord. SungGyu turned away automatically, causing others to laugh. Gyuu~ WooHyun whined in the same supposed-to-be-cute voice and lightly hit SungGyu shoulder making others to laugh even louder until they all suddenly came to silence, including WooHyun who was amusing everyone with his cute act. The laughter that stopped only few seconds after everyone else stopped was the reason of everyones silence. They all looked at the source with wide eyes, making other to look back at them with the same expression mixed with confusion. What? MyungSoo asked, looking back at the six pairs of eyes looking at him. Whats wrong? he asked again. Hyung SungJong finally spoke. You laughed. His voice was full of shock. I did? he looked at SungYeol, who just stared at him wide-eyed and looked as if he had stopped breathing, and then turned to Hoya, who nodded. I he looked at the table in confusion. You laughed! DongWoo finally said louder and clapped his hands once before going of in shouts of laughter. That is great! he cheered. You cant even imagine how many times Hoya had said he doubted that you can actually smile! he said and continued to laugh. See, I said things will go better from now on! WooHyun started to laugh as well. And all thanks to my aegyo. He said and threw another round of hearts this time to Hoya and MyungSoo, making the later to laugh again and cover his mouth with the back of his palm. This turns out to be a really great day after all! SungGyu said with a small laugh and poured the drinks again. SungYeol, are you okay? he asked when he reached SungYeols glass. The later one was still frozen, his eyes glued to MyungSoo. He had seen glimpses small flashes of smile on MyungSoos face or rather in his eyes, but never something one could really call a true smile. And now out of blue air MyungSoo was laughing, the sound of his laughter making SungYeol deaf to anything else. He had waited for so long, wondered for the reason why other didnt smile for so long, that after all disasters that happened, he had forgotten his quiet resolution to find out why other didnt show this wonderful emotion and how to make him show it. Now it had happened and SungYeol was at lost of words. Not because it wasnt him, who made other finally reveal his smile, but because he felt like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time no matter how ridiculous it sounded. SungYeol? MyungSoo turned to him his eyes bright and shining and SungYeol almost felt like he could cry. Are you feeling okay? he asked, looking straight at SungYeol. I dont know SungYeol said quietly, still looking at MyungSoos face. When the bright expression that had mesmerized him slowly started to fade and turn in to concern, SungYeol finally snapped out of it. I was just surprised. He quickly said and tried to force out a smile of his own, but suddenly he felt like all his ability to smile had run away from the surprise. Are you sure? MyungSoo asked. The mood at the table was serious again and it made SungYeol to feel bad. Yes. He nodded and finale smiled. I was just really surprised. He said and looked at everyone at the table and then returned his gaze to MyungSoo. Really. He said, reassuring other that he was fine. Okay. MyungSoo said. His lips twitched a few times and formed a smile afterwards, making SungYeol to freeze a little again. He had no idea such a simple thing could leave such an impression him. The shock had washed away and now was replaced by something between joy and a feeling he couldnt quite describe. It was like his heart got grabbed by something, this time in a good way; like the little voices in the back of his head had gone crazy and started to whisper to him things they usually talked him out off. You dont look good, though. WooHyun said with concern. Maybe we should go home? MyungSoo asked, his smile gone. He rested his hand on SungYeols, who was still a bit frozen. Maybe the later said quietly. Well continue this some other time then. SungGyu said and stood up. Its pretty late anyway and we actually had a pretty long day. He said and swayed a little trying to take a step back. And you drank a lot. WooHyun said with a sly grin on his face. That does not mean a thing. SungGyu narrowed his eyes at WooHyun. As you say. WooHyun stood up as well and others followed him. We will leave first then. MyungSoo said and wrapped his arm around SungYeols middle, steadying the taller one as he seemed dazed.

Okay. Go home safely. Others said almost in unison as MyungSoo led SungYeol trough the door. You really dont look well. MyungSoo said when they reached the door of their apartment. The way home was quick, as MyungSoo half dragged half carried dazed SungYeol there, but others condition hadnt changed much. It was more than just weird, as not more than 30 minutes ago SungYeol had been perfectly fine laughing and smiling but then as if he remembered or saw something that just flipped his mood upside down he turned in to the daze man he was right now. MyungSoo led him to the couch, made him to sit down and then rushed to the kitchen to bring a glass of water. Maybe you drank too much? he asked, handing the glass to SungYeol, kneeling in front of him. SungYeol shook his head in denial. Are you still worried about what happened earlier today? SungYeol shook his head again and looked at the glass he was holding just holding, he didnt take a drink from it. Did something that I dont know happen? SungYeol shook his head yet again and put the glass of water on the small table behind MyungSoo. You happened. SungYeol finally spoke, looking straight in MyungSoos eyes. Me? Did I do something wrong? He asked, not being quite sure, what was going on in SungYeols mind. No. You just did something I forgot I wanted you to do. SungYeol said and it still made no sense to MyungSoo. What? he asked, this time waiting for a decent answer. You smiled laughed SungYeol said, his eyes leaving MyungSoos face for a moment and then returning. MyungSoo was at lost of words. Why would such a thing affect SungYeol so much? As if hearing MyungSoos thoughts SungYeol took a deep breath and started to speak: When I first met you I was sure that you dont smile because you didnt have a reason or/and because of what you did. Then, I started to notice small glimpses of smile, but none of them really led to a smile, so I assumed you just cant. SungYeol sighed. But you can and I was just thrown back to the first time I saw you, and I was as positively shocked as back then and just MyungSoo gently cupped SungYeols cheeks, his lips curling in to a small smile again. It always takes time to learn how to do something. He said, still smiling a little. Or rather understanding or feeling that doing it is right, like with everything. He smiled a little wider and leaned forward, pecking SungYeols lips. He tried to return the distance they had before, but SungYeols arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer again and pressing their lips together in a kiss that soon grew too passionate to breathe trough it. SungYeol grew dominant for moments, as if challenging MyungSoo and gave up almost as soon as MyungSoo took control over the kiss. He had a definite reason to do so, as it as if pushed a switch in MyungSoo, making him to act in a way he had learned is right as well. His hands found their way around SungYeols middle, raising others shirt as if on purpose and letting his fingers to as if accidentally skim over the bit of skin that appeared. SungYeol shivered and tangled his fingers in MyungSoos black hair, pulling him as close as possible before breaking the kiss to gasp for air. He rested his forehead against MyungSoos and breathed heavily, looking straight in others deep eyes, getting lost as he always did nothing had changed, he was still a dumb pigeon when it came to MyungSoo. The later one let his hands to fully go under SungYeols shirt, making other to shiver slightly. So many things had happened that SungYeol had already forgotten how it was to feel MyungSoos hands on his skin, not to mention anything else that resulted from that. He reached for the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head, shivering this time from the cool air of the room hitting his already heated skin. The realization of how long he had lasted without touches he craved so much was mind-blowing, but he had to end the undetermined time of waiting now, as certain things had happened and triggered something in side of him. He leaned closer, as he had had to lean back when he removed his shirt, and captured MyungSoos lips in a kiss again. The later one stood up slowly, pulling SungYeol up from the couch and wrapped his arms strongly around SungYeols waist, pulling him against his body. His hands started to trace SungYeols sides thumbs dancing over his ribs, and his lower back fingers redrawing his spine. I guess youre fine after all. MyungSoo broke the kiss and said with a smile, making SungYeol to gasp. He will need time to get used to it, but right now was not the right time to think about it.

SungYeol unlinked his arms from around MyungSoos neck and started to fondle around the buttons of others shirt, but they seemed rather disobedient and his long fingers were near ripping them out, when MyungSoo came in help, slowly unbuttoning each button. SungYeol stepped back a little to give space for other and to have a better view, of how the white fabric left MyungSoos torso, letting SungYeol to admire others body for the hundredth time. He was sure no matter how many times he would see other, he would never stop being amazed, how none of the scars managed to ruin the perfect lines of MyungSoos toned body, how they rather completed his image and draw SungYeol even closer, like a stupid pigeon he was. MyungSoo took the small needed step back to SungYeol and wrapped his arms around SungYeols waist again, pulling him closer and letting their skin to touch. He didnt say a thing; instead he just smiled, pecked still and again dazed SungYeols lips and took him by the hand, leading the way to their bedroom. As soon as the destination was clear for SungYeol, he took the initiative and dragged MyungSoo in to the room. He let go of others hand and immediately tried to rid himself of his pants and almost fell over, if not MyungSoos arms wrapping around him from the back. No need to rush. He said calmly and pressed his lips against SungYeols shoulder, his hands going down from SungYeols abdomen to SungYeols hands, that had stopped halfway done with the belt of his pants. He linked their fingers together and kissed SungYeols shoulder again, this time leaving a trail of kisses afterwards from the very edge of the shoulder to the spot behind SungYeols ear. Lets have this my way this time Okay? MyungSoo whispered against the shell of SungYeols ear and other tried his best not pass out form the sensation of others hot breathe against his skin. Okay. SungYeol nodded weakly and let himself to be spun around by MyungSoo and guided back until the back of his knees hit the bed and he securely sat down and moved back until his feet no longer dangled over the edge of the bed, never breaking the eye contact with MyungSoo, who looked straight at his face like did both previous times they had got this far. This time other didnt hesitate for SungYeols invitation to move further and crawled upon the said one almost immediately, locking their lips in a kiss. SungYeol wrapped his long arms around MyungSoos neck, trying to keep him in place and deepened the kiss till maximum, but failed, yet he didnt regret failing. MyungSoo broke out from SungYeols hold and broke the kiss as well, just to place one on SungYeols jaw, then leave a few down his neck and over his collarbones, down his chest and abdomen and then back up till curve of SungYeols neck. What ever MyungSoo tried to gain with this was working pretty well, as the rain of kisses and others hands caressing his sides and still clothed thighs had drove him close to the edge of shameless moaning and pleading for something he didnt even know what exactly, at least he though he was just close to that. The trail of kisses, which was now accompanied with small bites, had yet again reached SungYeols lower torso and MyungSoos fingers just briefly skimmed over the outline of SungYeols still covered yet fully erected member as he laid kisses along the edge of SungYeols pants and the later cried out louder than expected, with pleads leaving his lips. Only then he realized he had pleaded and moaned already for a while and he just was so overwhelmed with all those wonderful sensations he hadnt registered his own voice bouncing around the room. Even more, till the moment when MyungSoos fingers this time definitely on purpose, glided over the tent in his pants, he hadnt registered that other was teasing him and was awfully good at it. MyungSoo Please SungYeol finally breathed out, registering his own voice which was raspy and a bit hoarse saying that. In a second MyungSoos face was above his and he finally was able to understand where his hands have been all this time, as he had obviously lost control of them. MyungSoos hair was a complete mess and SungYeols fingers were still tangled in them and the later could only briefly remember pulling something when others lips hit and extremely sensitive spot on his skin. Can can I take over? SungYeol breathed out and received a mischievous smirk as a reply. No. MyungSoo said, the smirk not leaving his face. You agreed on this being my way this time. Then please SungYeol managed to say before he had to moan again, as MyungSoos hand skimmed over the front of his pants. Where had MyungSoo learned this, as most of the time they spent together? Not that SungYeol minded he rather loved it, but he was just curious. He stopped to think about that as soon as he felt others body leaving him and looked around, to find MyungSoo going trough his bag, which he usually took with him to work and which was now standing on a chair at the corner of the room. He returned as quickly

as he left and was obviously carrying something in his hand according to the way things were moving SungYeol knew more than well what he was carrying and probably from where the knowledge came from. WooHyun. But this was absolutely not the right time, place and conditions to think about the said male. SungYeol had other more important things to think about rather than the idea of WooHyun having THE talk with MyungSoo. SungYeol sat up on his knees and as soon as his arms could reach MyungSoo he hooked his fingers in to the beltloops of others pants and pulled MyungSoo closer to the bed, until his knees hit the edge of the bed. His crotch was now around SungYeols eyes level and SungYeol would be a liar, if he wouldnt admit liking the bulge in front of his eyes. He looked up to meet MyungSoos eyes filled with the same mixture of emotion he remembered seeing before lust and something that seemed so strong and intense that it burned SungYeols soul with the most pleasing flames ever. He leaned forward and kissed MyungSoos lower abdomen along the edge of his pants and slowly start to undo them, but switched to fast as he didnt receive any resistance. But as soon as he was ready to pull off the incredibly annoying pieced of clothing MyungSoo was wearing, MyungSoo put his hands on SungYeols shoulders and pushed lightly, making later to fall back in to the bed. My way remember? he said with a sly smile and almost copied the way how SungYeol had opened his pants moments ago doing the same to SungYeols, only the later was sure MyungSoo was somehow better in this. A gasp broke from SungYeols lips when MyungSoo didnt stop and finally took of the unbelievably uncomfortable attires he was wearing, letting the heated up, but still chilly air of the room hit his naked form. Youre no longer too skinny. MyungSoo said with a smile, crawling over SungYeols frame to leave kiss on his lips. I know I agreed on doing this your way, but if youre not taking your pants off right now I will lose my patience. SungYeol said with a pout and before he managed to add anything MyungSoo was gone to return literally few seconds later. Better? he said and SungYeol shivered in agreement from all the skin contact. Much better. He gasped out and entwined his arms around MyungSoos shoulders, just to let his hands roam over others back and upper arms, while their lips were locked in a kiss again. MyungSoo broke the kiss again, leaving SungYeol breathless and not letting other to regain normal breathing, as on his way south he now laid kisses only on the places of SungYeols torso that were extremely sensitive. SungYeol lost conception of the world around him, when MyungSoo started to kiss his inner thighs and he was pretty sure his moans could be compared to ones of a wanton whore, just like his actions of spreading his long legs further apart and clenching on to the sheets. He regained the ability to actually judge about his surroundings when a slick finger started to circle his entrance. He had no idea he had missed the sensation that much, but he tried to thrust back just of the rather simple touch and by that he lost the touch at all. You should calm down. MyungSoo said, his voice somehow sounding deeper than usual, but SungYeol blamed that on his own currently clouded reality. Please SungYeol breathed out as he could no longer take the teasing. He loved it never the less, but he had waited long enough. His body was aching for a release and he didnt want it any other way than with MyungSoo inside of him. The lost sensation of touch returned and probably the loudest moan of night so far broke out from SungYeols lips as the first finger finally entered him. The movements were slow and careful, but at the same time they somehow managed to drive SungYeol insane, especially when the second and third finger joined in. All that time he had managed to stay as still as he could, not thrusting back on MyungSoos digits that were stretching his entrance and not ruin the actually perfectly slow, still teasingly pace they had, but he no longer could take it. He had held back as much as he could because he actually enjoyed it more than he should. Sweat already broke out on his body and he finally lost control of himself, as he thrust down on MyungSoos digits, moaning louder and louder with each of his own move until the feeling of being full was lost and he already thought he ruined everything when the sensation returned, yet this time those were no fingers. SungYeols back arched from the bed and he quite automatically clenched on MyungSoos forearms. He rolled his hips, not waiting for his body to adjust and cried out louder than ever before. The hint was understood correctly by other and with just few seconds apart from SungYeols attempt of getting a movement he wanted, steady and dead-on precise thrusts took his breath away.

Each move was precise to millimeter and millisecond, not leaving SungYeol wanting for more as it was perfectly what he wanted. His mind seamed to finally clear enough from ridiculous amount of desire and he registered another hot breath filling the air; a pair of hands holding him steady by his hips. He opened his eyes, which he had such at some moment, and looked at MyungSoo. Shear layer of sweat was covering his skin, his black hair stuck to his forehead, lips parted letting heavy breaths to escape them, eyes shutting and opening as if trying not to get lost in sensations, not to lose control too much. Weakly SungYeol reached his hand out for MyungSoos upper arm and pulled other down for a kiss. The grip on his hips was gone as MyungSoo laid both of his hands on either side of SungYeols head and SungYeol could wrap his legs around MyungSoos lower back, rolling his hips and enjoying the response he received both in form of thrust and in their kiss. Lose control. SungYeol mouthed against MyungSoos lips. He could feel how other was holding back from something and he wanted him to let go. Do it. He said and the very moment dug his blunt nails in others shoulders. The movements became wilder, still as precise, still dead on, but faster and, dear lord, SungYeol loved it. One particular thrust finally threw him over the edge and everything before his open eyes became bright white in mere seconds, as he screamed out MyungSoos name from the top of his lungs, not quite hearing that maybe someone could hear him. His body shivered and he couldnt stop moaning as MyungSoo was still moving, but he as well didnt last much longer and came with a brutal growl (SungYeol noted that he wanted to hear more of those for sure). It took a good moment from SungYeol to come down from his high, but he when he did, he was already in MyungSoos embrace, something that reminded of a blanket, but SungYeol wasnt sure, wrapped around them. I guess I will need to thank him or something. SungYeol murmured. Thank who? MyungSoo asked, his voice sounding almost as tired as SungYeols. Who ever I dont know how to say it You know SungYeol said, running his fingers across MyungSoos chest. Ouh other said. I said that I read almost every book from down stairs So you probably should thank inanimate objects. He said and SungYeol looked up from his comfy pillow in form of MyungSoos upper arm to meet a smiling MyungSoo looking at him. I should just thank you. SungYeol said and rose higher from his position to kiss MyungSoo. I would have been dead, if not you. He said looking in others dark eyes. Or because of me. No. SungYeol shook his head. I am alive, here and happier than ever in my entire life because of you. Me too. MyungSoo said with a smile, that SungYeol loved more and more. I would still be Jiu, hiding somewhere in Tokyo and being a part of something that wasnt me. he briefly kissed SungYeols lips. I should thank you. Were even. Even though Im a stupid pigeon and youre an angel. SungYeol said and laid back on his previous place. What? Nothing. SungYeol smiled and hugged MyungSoo a little bit tighter, receiving the same response. Like WooHyun said - everything in life had its reason and aftermath, even the bad things. Sometimes the bad things even lead to possible the best ones like love and happiness even if its between a ridiculous combo like a pigeon and an angel.