LET’S COUNT THE CASUALTIES
The first thing he saw after waking
up were the beautiful eyes of an angel staring at him, as if they were looking
deep into his soul. The hypnotizing dark brown eyes were belonging to a
wonderful young man; his eyes were slanted like his, but his hair were dyed
dark blue, in some places cut longer, in other shorter. His fringe was
partially falling on his forehead and eyebrows, but the boy swiped it off with
a quick move of his hand. His skin was a bit darker than usual if it came for
Asians, but was also flawless and Zelo felt his hands sweat a little and his
heart flutter in his chest. When the intriguing man noticed that the blonde
awoke, he smiled to him reassuringly, and Junhong hoped that he didn't see the
blush that creeped into his cheeks, making him look like a big, sweet cherry
tomato. Then, the man shouted something to someone, and his angelic voice made
his body tremble; suddenly he felt very nervous.
"Himchan Hyung, Yongguk Hyung, I think he woke up" the two figures rushed to him with an extremely worried expressions on their faces, and in time Junhong wondered why they were like that, he noticed the bloody stains on his shirt. In the next second, all events from last night flooded his mind.
"Himchan Hyung, Yongguk Hyung, I think he woke up" the two figures rushed to him with an extremely worried expressions on their faces, and in time Junhong wondered why they were like that, he noticed the bloody stains on his shirt. In the next second, all events from last night flooded his mind.
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When the kidnapper decided to take
the blindfold off of frightened Zelo's eyes, he saw that they were in kitchen.
He didn't know how they ended up here, as it seemed they were walking around
for at least twenty minutes, but the boy assumed he did this to trick his sense
of direction. He didn't really know what for, as it was his home and he knew
every place here like the back of his own hand, but well. Even if the mansion
had three kitchens in various parts of it, it took Junhong one quick glance to
make sure they were in the second floor's west wing kitchen, which was rarely
used, but fully furnished.
The blonde gulped loudly and looked with fear at the man, who took out a big butcher's knife and smiled at him with pure craziness and satisfaction in his eyes. He then started to sharpen it more, humming some melody to himself and looking at him from time to time, like he was wondering and trying to decide, what to do with him first. Zelo felt his eyes stinging with tears, but tried to stop them from falling. He didn't want to give the man a next reason to feel contented. He tried to move his hands behind his back, but they still were firmly bounded and the teenager hissed uncontrollably, feeling his skin being cut by the strong rope. The kidnapper looked at him from his work and laughed maliciously, suddenly putting away the knife away. Zelo tensed when the man walked up to him, crouched beside him and grabbed his chin, raising it so the boy had to look him in the eye. He shivered and tried to avert the gaze, but the firm grip and a low, warning hiss from the man's throat stopped him. He felt anger and disgust bubbling in him, when the man licked his lips and looked at him with lust in eyes.
"When you think about it, you really look cute, kiddo. Hmm... maybe before I end up with you and look for the other bitch, I will play a little game with you?" his voice became hoarse and Junhong flinched nervously, trying to think of a way out. Once again he tried to free himself from the bonds, but failed to do so. So in an answer, he spit out a short, all-telling "Fuck you."
The man frowned and slapped him so hard Zelo's head turned and he saw stars behind his closed eyelids. He couldn't hold the quiet whimper that escaped his lips when, once again, he felt his chin in the man's grip. His cheek burned so badly he wanted to curl up in a ball and just cry, but he endured the pain and looked daringly into the kidnapper's eyes. He only hoped that his Appa, Himchannie Hyung and Marzia were safe, and that someone, somebody will eventually come and help him.
His heart sank though, when the man said viciously " Well, I think I would rather fuck YOU, kiddo. And don't expect it to be nice."
The blonde tried with all his might to become one with the wall behind him, and he felt his back become sore from the pressure he was putting on them. He had to think of something, quickly. He didn't want to be raped by all costs, so he was prepared to do everything to escape the insane man. He searched around himself to find something that could help him, and his gaze stopped on the butchers knife lying on the table. The kidnapper's stare trailed after his and he smiled widely, standing up and picking it up.
"So... you're in the bondage, kiddo? You little kinky bastard." Zelo flinched when the cold steel touched the sensitive skin of his Adam's apple, a lonely tear fell from his eye, and his kidnapper laughed hysterically with a high-pitched voice. "Good, because I also like that kind of stuff."
Junhong shivered in disgust when he suddenly felt the man forcing his lips on his, trying very hard to push him off of himself. The knife travelled to the nape of his neck, pressing harder and drawing a few drops of blood in warning, and the blonde hissed from the stinging pain. Slowly, he started to lose every last drop of hope that was left in his heart. There was no way out of this situation, the only thing he could do was to just give up. Suddenly, it hit him. This was it, this was his way out! When the rapist's tongue tried to force his way into his mouth, Zelo parted his lips slowly, hesitantly. The man stopped, not really knowing what was happening, and looked at the boy suspiciously.
"There's no way out, so I might enjoy it as well." he lied, forming a plan in his head and wishing the kidnapper believed in his words. On his face there was this victorious smirk that made Junhong's stomach nauseous, but in response he didn't say anything, turning his gaze away and blushing.
"In that case, I will free your hands, but don't you try anything or this knife will end up in your throat." he warned him, leaning against him to unbound his hands, and the blonde tried really hard to suppress the laugh. He was his kidnapper, and yet he was more naive than any kid in his orphanage, but Zelo was totally okay with it. One obstacle down. While undoing the rope on his hands, the man was literally lying on the boy, huffing hard into his neck, obviously already really excited. Junhong even felt it on his thigh, when the erected member of the rapist pressed into him. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to suppress the urgent need to shake the disgusting man off of himself. It wasn't the right moment, and Yongguk always taught him the right moment was the key to doing your job right.
His heart sank a little bit more thinking about his father, who probably was worried out of his mind about him. He had to escape, better quickly, and find his Appa, along with the others.
When he felt the ropes falling from his wrists, he massaged the red, sensitive skin of his hands with relief visible on his face. His attacker on the other side wasn't so patient, as to wait for the boy to enjoy his newly regained freedom. Without much further thinking, he yanked the boy's shirt up, revealing a delicately toned stomach, white and flawless like porcelain. While the kidnapper was taking in his body, licking his lips in a disgusting way that was supposed to be seductive, Zelo sensed his chance.
In one swift movement he ripped the abusive hand from his clothes, and one of his legs travelled between the ones of the crouching man, making him shout out in pain when his knee hit his crotch with all force Junhong could still find in himself. He let go of him, falling to the floor and holding to his junk in a desperate manner. Listening to the string of curses that left the man's lips, the boy crinkled his nose and stood up, grabbing the butcher's knife the attacker let go.
He had to find Yongguk and Himchan Hyung quickly, before the intruder comes to his senses after the painful blow he received. Zelo should have at least enough time to get out of the kitchen and this wing with his quick running. His expectations turned to ashes though, when a glass shattered just beside his head on the tiled wall. Instinctively, the blonde jumped to the side, just in time the next glass ended it's life the same way the previous had, in place his head was just a second ago. He turned around to see the enraged man, still half-sprawled on the floor, with one hand still between his legs. The other hand decided to stop throwing the tableware that the kitchen was equipped with, and instead reached behind kidnapper's back. Junhong eyes widened when a big, loaded and unlocked gun was presented to him. When it pointed in his direction, ready to fire anytime now, the boy gulped loudly feeling some sweat falling from his forehead. Maybe this really was his end, no matter what he did. Did his fate really look like that? He was going to be shot by an incompetent kidnapper, who additionally was a pervert for underage kids? He was not allowed hist first, and true love? Maybe God decided that he didn't deserve a happy life with his family. But then, what did he do wrong? Okay, he belonged to mafia, but it wasn't really his decision from the start. Also, he didn't do anything wrong, he hasn't killed anyone, well, not yet. Wouldn't it be better to punish him after he had done something wrong?
Someone must have been listening to his thoughts, because the same second his would-be rapist pulled the trigger, Zelo got an idea. He opened the door of the fridge he was standing beside to, and hid behind them. A loud bang resonated in the room when the bullet hit the stainless steel and pierced through it, making the orange juice just above his head to explode. Before he could even comprehend what happened, the door burst open and three figures came into the room, screaming something. Momentarily deaf from the shot, Zelo stared at them, before his vision started to become blurry. Once again he tried to fight his weakening body, but this time it was also futile. Just before there was only darkness before his eyes, he saw something that resembled an angel, and he smiled to himself a little.
The blonde gulped loudly and looked with fear at the man, who took out a big butcher's knife and smiled at him with pure craziness and satisfaction in his eyes. He then started to sharpen it more, humming some melody to himself and looking at him from time to time, like he was wondering and trying to decide, what to do with him first. Zelo felt his eyes stinging with tears, but tried to stop them from falling. He didn't want to give the man a next reason to feel contented. He tried to move his hands behind his back, but they still were firmly bounded and the teenager hissed uncontrollably, feeling his skin being cut by the strong rope. The kidnapper looked at him from his work and laughed maliciously, suddenly putting away the knife away. Zelo tensed when the man walked up to him, crouched beside him and grabbed his chin, raising it so the boy had to look him in the eye. He shivered and tried to avert the gaze, but the firm grip and a low, warning hiss from the man's throat stopped him. He felt anger and disgust bubbling in him, when the man licked his lips and looked at him with lust in eyes.
"When you think about it, you really look cute, kiddo. Hmm... maybe before I end up with you and look for the other bitch, I will play a little game with you?" his voice became hoarse and Junhong flinched nervously, trying to think of a way out. Once again he tried to free himself from the bonds, but failed to do so. So in an answer, he spit out a short, all-telling "Fuck you."
The man frowned and slapped him so hard Zelo's head turned and he saw stars behind his closed eyelids. He couldn't hold the quiet whimper that escaped his lips when, once again, he felt his chin in the man's grip. His cheek burned so badly he wanted to curl up in a ball and just cry, but he endured the pain and looked daringly into the kidnapper's eyes. He only hoped that his Appa, Himchannie Hyung and Marzia were safe, and that someone, somebody will eventually come and help him.
His heart sank though, when the man said viciously " Well, I think I would rather fuck YOU, kiddo. And don't expect it to be nice."
The blonde tried with all his might to become one with the wall behind him, and he felt his back become sore from the pressure he was putting on them. He had to think of something, quickly. He didn't want to be raped by all costs, so he was prepared to do everything to escape the insane man. He searched around himself to find something that could help him, and his gaze stopped on the butchers knife lying on the table. The kidnapper's stare trailed after his and he smiled widely, standing up and picking it up.
"So... you're in the bondage, kiddo? You little kinky bastard." Zelo flinched when the cold steel touched the sensitive skin of his Adam's apple, a lonely tear fell from his eye, and his kidnapper laughed hysterically with a high-pitched voice. "Good, because I also like that kind of stuff."
Junhong shivered in disgust when he suddenly felt the man forcing his lips on his, trying very hard to push him off of himself. The knife travelled to the nape of his neck, pressing harder and drawing a few drops of blood in warning, and the blonde hissed from the stinging pain. Slowly, he started to lose every last drop of hope that was left in his heart. There was no way out of this situation, the only thing he could do was to just give up. Suddenly, it hit him. This was it, this was his way out! When the rapist's tongue tried to force his way into his mouth, Zelo parted his lips slowly, hesitantly. The man stopped, not really knowing what was happening, and looked at the boy suspiciously.
"There's no way out, so I might enjoy it as well." he lied, forming a plan in his head and wishing the kidnapper believed in his words. On his face there was this victorious smirk that made Junhong's stomach nauseous, but in response he didn't say anything, turning his gaze away and blushing.
"In that case, I will free your hands, but don't you try anything or this knife will end up in your throat." he warned him, leaning against him to unbound his hands, and the blonde tried really hard to suppress the laugh. He was his kidnapper, and yet he was more naive than any kid in his orphanage, but Zelo was totally okay with it. One obstacle down. While undoing the rope on his hands, the man was literally lying on the boy, huffing hard into his neck, obviously already really excited. Junhong even felt it on his thigh, when the erected member of the rapist pressed into him. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to suppress the urgent need to shake the disgusting man off of himself. It wasn't the right moment, and Yongguk always taught him the right moment was the key to doing your job right.
His heart sank a little bit more thinking about his father, who probably was worried out of his mind about him. He had to escape, better quickly, and find his Appa, along with the others.
When he felt the ropes falling from his wrists, he massaged the red, sensitive skin of his hands with relief visible on his face. His attacker on the other side wasn't so patient, as to wait for the boy to enjoy his newly regained freedom. Without much further thinking, he yanked the boy's shirt up, revealing a delicately toned stomach, white and flawless like porcelain. While the kidnapper was taking in his body, licking his lips in a disgusting way that was supposed to be seductive, Zelo sensed his chance.
In one swift movement he ripped the abusive hand from his clothes, and one of his legs travelled between the ones of the crouching man, making him shout out in pain when his knee hit his crotch with all force Junhong could still find in himself. He let go of him, falling to the floor and holding to his junk in a desperate manner. Listening to the string of curses that left the man's lips, the boy crinkled his nose and stood up, grabbing the butcher's knife the attacker let go.
He had to find Yongguk and Himchan Hyung quickly, before the intruder comes to his senses after the painful blow he received. Zelo should have at least enough time to get out of the kitchen and this wing with his quick running. His expectations turned to ashes though, when a glass shattered just beside his head on the tiled wall. Instinctively, the blonde jumped to the side, just in time the next glass ended it's life the same way the previous had, in place his head was just a second ago. He turned around to see the enraged man, still half-sprawled on the floor, with one hand still between his legs. The other hand decided to stop throwing the tableware that the kitchen was equipped with, and instead reached behind kidnapper's back. Junhong eyes widened when a big, loaded and unlocked gun was presented to him. When it pointed in his direction, ready to fire anytime now, the boy gulped loudly feeling some sweat falling from his forehead. Maybe this really was his end, no matter what he did. Did his fate really look like that? He was going to be shot by an incompetent kidnapper, who additionally was a pervert for underage kids? He was not allowed hist first, and true love? Maybe God decided that he didn't deserve a happy life with his family. But then, what did he do wrong? Okay, he belonged to mafia, but it wasn't really his decision from the start. Also, he didn't do anything wrong, he hasn't killed anyone, well, not yet. Wouldn't it be better to punish him after he had done something wrong?
Someone must have been listening to his thoughts, because the same second his would-be rapist pulled the trigger, Zelo got an idea. He opened the door of the fridge he was standing beside to, and hid behind them. A loud bang resonated in the room when the bullet hit the stainless steel and pierced through it, making the orange juice just above his head to explode. Before he could even comprehend what happened, the door burst open and three figures came into the room, screaming something. Momentarily deaf from the shot, Zelo stared at them, before his vision started to become blurry. Once again he tried to fight his weakening body, but this time it was also futile. Just before there was only darkness before his eyes, he saw something that resembled an angel, and he smiled to himself a little.
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The first thing they saw after
entering the kitchen, was the all-embracing mess; shattered glass was lying
everywhere, alongside with some unidentified food from the fridge, all leaking
with the orange juice.
Yongguk blinked in confusion, trying to find a starting point he could go with. A slight movement from the fridge’s direction made him flinch and tense his muscles, ready to attack anytime now and Jongup and Daehyun directed there their guns.
"Whoever you are, I sincerely advise you, put your gun down if you have one" Yongguk's voice was a low growl, a deep frown on his face; if this person did something to Zelo, he was going to rip her apart and hand her intestines on trees as a warning for others. When the person beside the fridge raised a little with an unconscious look in her eyes though, he felt how his whole world was crumbling down. Himchan's friends were still ready, their stares uncertain what to do; the blonde waved his hand, showing them that the boy was the one they were looking for. He watched in vain as his son slumped hard to the ground, simply in shock after the blow. The frown on his face deepened as he scanned the kitchen cautiously, looking for the intruder and clenching his teeth in anger. For a moment there was this perfect silence, that makes your imagination create unbelievable things, and your sense of hearing to suddenly hear your every breath and the beating of the hearts around you.
Something fell to the ground on the other side of the fridge's door and without any warning Jongup and Daehyun directed there their guns, shooting at the same time. Two loud bangs still were resonating in the room when Yongguk jumped in the direction, a sight of a dead body holding a gun, with blood pooling around the wound in his chest welcoming him. Even if Jongup and Daehyun were shooting in the same direction, it seemed that only one of them reached the target. He hissed in hatred, seeing the man's face, freezed in a grimace full of fright. It was the man that escaped Zelo and Marzia - his people tried to find him, but he was pretty good in hiding. And now, he came to him, and made Yongguk hate him even more. He kicked the corpse and turned to the unconscious boy, who was now comfortably laid on the floor with dark leather jacket under his head, thanks to Jongup. He was looking at Junhong like hypnotized, with light touches moving away the damp locks from the boy's forehead and eyes. It was really cute in some way, but at the same time the almighty boss of the mafia family felt pissed off even more.
How dare he look at his boy with such a perverted (in Yongguk's opinion) look on his face!
With a loud hum he cleared his throat and crouched beside the blonde boy, making the blue haired flinch a little, and move away with a bright blush visible on his cheeks.
"Zelo, hey, wake up son. Zelo..." he shook him a little, trying to get any kind of response from him, ignoring the surprised look of the younger male. It was time to show him where he belonged, thought Yongguk, satisfied when he didn't find any serious wounds on the teenager. Jongup looked away, a little embarrassed, and looked around himself.
"Yongguk Hyung, have you seen Daehyun Hyung?" It was pretty crazy, but after Himchan's explanation Jongup lost all of the grudges he held against the older male, eagerly calling him his Hyung from now on. Once again he looked around himself, searching for a familiar figure, but he didn't find it. The older raised his head up and shook it for a silent "no". In that time, they spotted a large stain of blood near the door, and the whole blood from their faces escaped somewhere.
Yongguk blinked in confusion, trying to find a starting point he could go with. A slight movement from the fridge’s direction made him flinch and tense his muscles, ready to attack anytime now and Jongup and Daehyun directed there their guns.
"Whoever you are, I sincerely advise you, put your gun down if you have one" Yongguk's voice was a low growl, a deep frown on his face; if this person did something to Zelo, he was going to rip her apart and hand her intestines on trees as a warning for others. When the person beside the fridge raised a little with an unconscious look in her eyes though, he felt how his whole world was crumbling down. Himchan's friends were still ready, their stares uncertain what to do; the blonde waved his hand, showing them that the boy was the one they were looking for. He watched in vain as his son slumped hard to the ground, simply in shock after the blow. The frown on his face deepened as he scanned the kitchen cautiously, looking for the intruder and clenching his teeth in anger. For a moment there was this perfect silence, that makes your imagination create unbelievable things, and your sense of hearing to suddenly hear your every breath and the beating of the hearts around you.
Something fell to the ground on the other side of the fridge's door and without any warning Jongup and Daehyun directed there their guns, shooting at the same time. Two loud bangs still were resonating in the room when Yongguk jumped in the direction, a sight of a dead body holding a gun, with blood pooling around the wound in his chest welcoming him. Even if Jongup and Daehyun were shooting in the same direction, it seemed that only one of them reached the target. He hissed in hatred, seeing the man's face, freezed in a grimace full of fright. It was the man that escaped Zelo and Marzia - his people tried to find him, but he was pretty good in hiding. And now, he came to him, and made Yongguk hate him even more. He kicked the corpse and turned to the unconscious boy, who was now comfortably laid on the floor with dark leather jacket under his head, thanks to Jongup. He was looking at Junhong like hypnotized, with light touches moving away the damp locks from the boy's forehead and eyes. It was really cute in some way, but at the same time the almighty boss of the mafia family felt pissed off even more.
How dare he look at his boy with such a perverted (in Yongguk's opinion) look on his face!
With a loud hum he cleared his throat and crouched beside the blonde boy, making the blue haired flinch a little, and move away with a bright blush visible on his cheeks.
"Zelo, hey, wake up son. Zelo..." he shook him a little, trying to get any kind of response from him, ignoring the surprised look of the younger male. It was time to show him where he belonged, thought Yongguk, satisfied when he didn't find any serious wounds on the teenager. Jongup looked away, a little embarrassed, and looked around himself.
"Yongguk Hyung, have you seen Daehyun Hyung?" It was pretty crazy, but after Himchan's explanation Jongup lost all of the grudges he held against the older male, eagerly calling him his Hyung from now on. Once again he looked around himself, searching for a familiar figure, but he didn't find it. The older raised his head up and shook it for a silent "no". In that time, they spotted a large stain of blood near the door, and the whole blood from their faces escaped somewhere.
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When they reached the second floor's west wing, a two loud bangs from the guns ensured them they were going in good direction. Himchan sped up, clenching his good fist to endure the tears that were gathering in his dark eyes. Everyone was okay, there was no doubt. He tried to give himself some more courage, but his body could only shake in fear, thinking of his friends, Yongguk and Zelo. Oh God, how he could be so stupid and leave the three alone! If something happened to them, he won't be able to forgive himself...
A warm hand squeezing his arm tightly made him go back to reality from his dark thoughts, and he looked up. Youngjae gave him a warm smile, his eyes full of worry, but also hope and certainty.
"Everything will be okay, Himchan Hyung. Yongguk Hyung won't let anyone harm them." Himchan also smiled at him, a bit uncertainly though.
When they reached the kitchen's door, they where wide open; inside was a total mess - food, shattered pieces of glass and blood mixed together created a horrendous sight, making Himchan's level of worry shot up high like never before.
Seeing two unconscious figures, one surrounded by a pool of blood, he felt like dying in that moment. He wanted to scream, but his vocal chord's weren't listening to him. Zelo was lying on the side, with a jacket under his head, bruises on his delicate face and slightly shown stomach. At Daehyun's side there was Jongup and shirtless Yongguk. He was pressing his shirt hard to the boy's abdomen, trying to stop the heavy bleeding, and Jongup was trying to wake his Hyung up with a shaky voice.
Suddenly Yongguk shot his head up, locking their stares together, fear and determination in his eyes. The dark, mysterious orbs were telling him "I won't let him die" and the raven felt tears on his cheeks.
"Youngjae, come here quickly!" the blonde doctor appeared in a second by his elder's side, taking over the young man and telling one of the guards to go fetch his medic bag.
When the man returned, Youngaje decided to lie the brown haired man on the table, cleaning it a little beforehand. Then he softly pushed away the two men; Himchan still too shocked and terrified to move, tears were flowing from his eyes, making them bloodshot red; his heart felt like bursting into million pieces.
The only thing he could do, feeling the, slightly unsure, embrace of the older man, was to sob even harder, his voice harsh and hoarse, and try to believe in Yongguk's words he was whispering softly into his ear.
"Everything will be okay, I promise."
When they reached the second floor's west wing, a two loud bangs from the guns ensured them they were going in good direction. Himchan sped up, clenching his good fist to endure the tears that were gathering in his dark eyes. Everyone was okay, there was no doubt. He tried to give himself some more courage, but his body could only shake in fear, thinking of his friends, Yongguk and Zelo. Oh God, how he could be so stupid and leave the three alone! If something happened to them, he won't be able to forgive himself...
A warm hand squeezing his arm tightly made him go back to reality from his dark thoughts, and he looked up. Youngjae gave him a warm smile, his eyes full of worry, but also hope and certainty.
"Everything will be okay, Himchan Hyung. Yongguk Hyung won't let anyone harm them." Himchan also smiled at him, a bit uncertainly though.
When they reached the kitchen's door, they where wide open; inside was a total mess - food, shattered pieces of glass and blood mixed together created a horrendous sight, making Himchan's level of worry shot up high like never before.
Seeing two unconscious figures, one surrounded by a pool of blood, he felt like dying in that moment. He wanted to scream, but his vocal chord's weren't listening to him. Zelo was lying on the side, with a jacket under his head, bruises on his delicate face and slightly shown stomach. At Daehyun's side there was Jongup and shirtless Yongguk. He was pressing his shirt hard to the boy's abdomen, trying to stop the heavy bleeding, and Jongup was trying to wake his Hyung up with a shaky voice.
Suddenly Yongguk shot his head up, locking their stares together, fear and determination in his eyes. The dark, mysterious orbs were telling him "I won't let him die" and the raven felt tears on his cheeks.
"Youngjae, come here quickly!" the blonde doctor appeared in a second by his elder's side, taking over the young man and telling one of the guards to go fetch his medic bag.
When the man returned, Youngaje decided to lie the brown haired man on the table, cleaning it a little beforehand. Then he softly pushed away the two men; Himchan still too shocked and terrified to move, tears were flowing from his eyes, making them bloodshot red; his heart felt like bursting into million pieces.
The only thing he could do, feeling the, slightly unsure, embrace of the older man, was to sob even harder, his voice harsh and hoarse, and try to believe in Yongguk's words he was whispering softly into his ear.
"Everything will be okay, I promise."
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