"Well, I don't want to," answered Yeonjun, stubbornly narrowing his eyes at him. "Let me go."
The older shook his hand off his arm and sped-walked away. Soobin followed, jogging behind him.
"Please, listen to me."
"I don't want to talk to you."
"Just give me 5 minutes."
"No."
Soobin jogged ahead and blocked the elder's path. Yeonjun tried to go around him, but the younger grabbed his arm and pulled him into a nearby alley.
"Please, just listen to me!" he exclaimed. "I'm sorry! Okay? I'm sorry about what I did to you, the things I said. I want to fix us." He grabbed the elder's arms. "You're important to me and I'm sorry I made you feel otherwise."
Yeonjun didn't reply and refused to look him in the eye, choosing to stare at the ground, instead.
"Yeonjun, please..." Soobin pleaded.
"What can your sorry do if you've already hurt me?" he finally said in a soft voice.
It stabbed Soobin's heart and he couldn't help but pull the older into his arms, holding him tightly. Yeonjun didn't fight him but didn't hug him back either.
He couldn't remember the last time he held Yeonjun like this, so close to his heart that he could feel him breathing, feel the elder's heartbeat against his own.
How could he have been such a fool to almost let him go?
"Well, what do we have here? A pair of scorned lovers?" a foreign voice interrupted the moment.
Feeling himself go cold, Soobin turned around to see a group of four men all dressed in ragged clothing and generally looked like they were up to no good. His protective instincts flared, even though he knew that Yeonjun could take care of himself.
Sure enough, beside him, Yeonjun had pulled away from his hold and was frowning, disapprovingly, at the newcomers.
"We were just about to leave," he stated, grabbing Soobin's arm and trying to pull him out of the alley.
But one of the men blocked their way, looking sadistically amused. "Hmm, no way, you gotta pay the toll," he stated, smirking.
Yeonjun's frown deepened. "What toll? There's no-."
"Give us everything you have," another man said, stepping up.
Soobin scoffed. "No way."
The men laughed in response.
The first man's eyes gleamed. "Then I guess we're going to have to take it by force."
The next thing Soobin knew, he was struggling with two guys attempting to take his wallet and cellphone. Yeonjun was hitting one guy with his bag of purchases, screaming bloody murder. Obviously, the men did not expect the two to fight back.
Something glinted from the corner of Soobin's eye and he caught sight of the first man coming up to Yeonjun with a blade.
It was all adrenaline from there. Soobin didn't know where he got the strength from, but he kicked those two men away from him and ran with all of his hardest towards Yeonjun.
First, he felt a sting in his side and then the overwhelming pain as his flesh was ripped apart.
"Soobin!" Yeonjun shouted, catching the younger in his arms as Soobin stumbled, and sinking to the ground.
"Shit, man, what did you do?!" one of the men growled at their companion with the blade. "I'm out of here! I didn't sign up for this!"
And without another backward glance, he ran out. The rest of the men panicked and followed him, leaving Yeonjun and a bleeding Soobin behind.
"I'll remember your faces, you assholes!" Yeonjun yelled out after them, angrily. "I'll get you arrested and I'll sue-."
"Y-Yeonjun," Soobin called to him with a smile, happy to see the older act like his strong, resilient, and stubborn self again.
The elder's attention went back to him and his eyes were wide with worry and glistening with tears.
"B-binnie," he stammered, attempting to stop the flow of the blood from the younger's side with his jacket. "H-Hold on, okay? I-I'll call for help."
He tried to break away from Soobin, but the younger grabbed his arm, forcing him to stay.
"Soobin, I have to get help!"
"Are you hurt?" he asked, worriedly, lifting a hand to touch his tear-stained face. "They didn't hurt you, right?"
"I-I'm fine, you ass! Why did you do that?! That's so reckless of you!"
Ahhhh, how he missed that nagging voice. His thumb caressed the elder's cheek, affectionately.
"I'm glad... you're okay," he managed, as breathing felt more laborious now because of the pain. "I only want... you to be... safe..."
His eyelids were getting heavy now, feeling himself getting drowsy.
"S-Soobin? Y-Yah! Stay with me!" Yeonjun began lightly slapping his cheek, his voice worried.
"I'll always... stay with you... if you still... want me..."
He was sleepy now.
"S-Soobin! S-Soobin-ah! B-bin! Don't sleep! Come on! We must get you help! Binnie!"
But, Soobin's eyes were already closing and he drifted into sleep, his lullaby the worried voice of his beloved Yeonjun calling for help and nagging him to "stay awake, damnit!"
Despite the pain on his side, he only felt happy because finally, he was with Yeonjun again.
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well, sorry :(
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