Sinister || YeonBin/TaeGyu AU✔

Part 2: chapter 22

It was late. The boy locked in the dark room didn't even know if it was midnight or morning since there was not even a single window inside. He was numb. He had been sitting in one position for already hours. Not even one tear was visible on his face, only a blank expression, his eyes dull and empty. It was hard to think. It was hard to breathe. His body was heavy from the inside, his eyes blankly staring into the utter darkness.

He was in danger. He was aware of that, however, there wasn't even a trace of fear inside him. He was so fed up he didn't even care about what would happen to him. The images of Taehyun were swirling in his mind though, but the boy was too weak to even be concerned about it. He only knew that he had failed. He didn't succeed to find the cure for him. He had ended up in his enemies' hands and he didn't even know what Sungjin was planning for him. The only thing he knew for sure was that it wasn't anything good. It had to be something really dangerous since Sungjin was too satisfied with his plan.

Did it mean that everything was over? That his life had come to an end? That after every torture and affliction he had gone through, he was still there, hopeless at his enemies' mercy, waiting for the minute of his death?

Beomgyu didn't even flinch when the door cracked open and two formally dressed guards entered the room. They didn't say anything to him. They just approached him and seized his arms from either side of his body before pulling him upwards forcefully.

Beomgyu didn't ask where they were taking him. He just followed them with stumbling steps, feeling too weak to even walk normally.

It was 7 am. He got pushed into another room. The door closed behind him with a loud slam and Beomgyu's eyes accidentally caught sight of Jaemin who had gotten on his feet at his presence, his eyes looking at the boy with unknown emotions glistening inside them.

The tension was obvious. Uneasiness was flying between the two of them. The air was thick. The coldness was lingering in the atmosphere, however, all Beomgyu could feel was awful hotness swirling in his body. His eyes were directed to the ground and his head was hung low. He had difficulty making eye contact with the male while Jaemin kept looking at him with sympathetic eyes, obvious affection radiating through them.

"Beomgyu"

His hands weren't fortunately chained anymore, so he could easily go to the male and do something he had been longing for during the years_ to wrap his arms around him and embrace him to his chest tightly, but as soon as he found enough courage in himself and attempted to do that, Beomgyu jumped back with small whimpers, tears forming in his eyes as his emotions started thundering down on him because of the other's presence.

Neither of them said anything. Jaemin just watched the boy with an aching heart and watery eyes as the flood of tears started streaming down the younger's cheeks, small, unwanted sobs breaking free from his mouth as he kept his head low to hide his soaked face from the older male. His hand was wiping his face continuously, but his skin didn't even have time to get dry since it was being drenched by other streams of fresh tears every second, not leaving any part of his cheeks untainted.

Jaemin knew very well that a hug and warmth from another person was what the boy needed the most at the moment, even if Beomgyu was trying to refuse it, so he leaned towards him and caged him in his arms even though Beomgyu tried to shift away again, piercing pains appearing in his heart when he was met by the firm chest of his old love.

Jaemin remained silent. In his opinion, his heartbeat and warmth would say much more to the boy than his words. He kept him in his arms, trying to fight off the deadly pain his miserable sobs were triggering inside him, his hand raising up to gently hold the back of his head and massage his scalp, doing everything to let the crying boy know that he was there for him. "I'm such a failure. I failed to protect you"