"Hongjoong where are we going?" Seonghwa questioned their leader who was more silent than ever.
With reason, Hongjoong was stressed. He knew that they needed to leave Seoul for awhile until everything with that rival gang was toned down, but they were quite limited to where they could go.
See the issue was, Hongjoong had a lot of enemies, but they weren't really his, they were his father's enemies. When Hongjoong was young, he found out that his father was apart of a huge gang. It wasn't until his mom had died that he found out the truth. His father was to blame for his mother's death because he had done something behind their backs and the gang wanted revenge. Their term of revenge was for his father to watch as they killed all of his loved ones.
They killed Hongjoong's mother and were going to kill Hongjoong too if his dad hadn't forced him to leave. In a way Hongjoong was thankful that his father valued his son's life, but at the same time he was furious with the man. Hongjoong was brought up on the streets with not very good people to look up to, and because of his father's actions, he was a target.
Thats when Hongjoong and his bestfriend from elementary school, Seonghwa, got together and formed their own gang. Their main goal was to take down the bastards that killed both of his parents, even if he was a target. He would show them how strong he could be and how much more of a fighter he was than his father. In Hongjoong's eyes, his father was a pathetic man who deserved what he got, but his mother deserved none of it.
"I'm thinking maybe New York," Hongjoong stated.
The car was filled with silence. Everyone (except for Wooyoung) knew the exact reason why Hongjoong would want to go to New York. It wasn't because the rival gang was there, nope, they were solely based in Asia. Hongjoong's mother's ashes were buried in a cemetery in New York, one of her favourite cities in the whole world. If Hongjoong was given the chance to go to New York, he would take it no matter what.
After about five more minutes, they arrived at the private airport they used. Sure, there were other people that used the airport, considering it was private unless you had enough money, but they used it so often that they had their own jet. A nice gift from a connection.
"Okay, get on that plane everyone! We are going to New York!" Hongjoong cheered, causing everyone else to cheer as well, except for Wooyoung, he was still sleepy.
"What's going on, Sannie?" Wooyoung mumbled, lifting his head off of San's chest.
San looked at the boy and chuckled. "We're going to New York,"
"New York?!" Wooyoung was wide awake now. Seonghwa and Mingi, who were the only two left in the van looked towards Wooyoung (who was still seated in San's lap) and grinned. The boy was super adorable. "I love New York!" Wooyoung cheered.
San opened the door, motioning for Wooyoung to get out so San could get out himself. Once everyone was out, they all headed towards the private jet. Wooyoung was pressed to San's side, with the man's arm wrapped around his shoulder. Seonghwa and Mingi followed behind the pair, while everyone else walked infront of them—kind of like their position when they were dodging bullets.
Once they all boarded the private jet, Wooyoung was quick to pick his favourite seat, deciding which one was the most comfortable and best position.
"Woo, you do realize they are all the same, right?" Yeosang chuckled, sitting in the seat across from the two that Wooyoung was debating between.
Wooyoung shook his head quickly. "No they are not! One is an aisle seat the other is a window, the comfort is completely different," Wooyoung stated.
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I got you kid - ateez/woosan
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