DLMLU ~ Hiatus ~

Destitute

Destitute

adjective:

Without the basic of life.

☆ミ☆彡~ 3 years later ~☆ミ☆彡

Blaring lights started lighting up the paths of the night. What was normally known as the administrative district also had hidden gems that filled the nightlife of the Yeongdeong-pu strip was decaled with florescent blinking lights. The bars that stacked along the strip. Music was starting to get louder, the side streets filling with late night Friday partiers. Seungmin was jumping up and down clearly with pure adrenaline as they roamed the streets, with no actual destination in mind, but it was better then living on that petty orphanage. It has been 3 years since running from the orphanage and frankly the three have been struggling to find places that were safe. Minho had the two youngest on his mind at all times. Part of him worried more and more that it was getting harder to keep Felix and Seungmin safe. While jumping around Felix was joining in on Seungmins excitement. Minho rolled his eyes but couldn't help internally laughing at their childish actions. As for himself, while keeping his eyes on the two gleefully floundering around ahead of him he was breathing heavily. Catching a whiff of the misty smell in the air; rain that has been falling in the distance soon to make its way to the city which meant he needed to get the three of them shelter, otherwise this would be a terrible first night in Seoul. But the overstimulation of lights, the cars, the noise that filled this atmosphere was captivating for them in. Minho mentally drew a picture in his mind for when he planned to sketch once again.

"Come on Felix, lets find shelter before that storm rolls in." Minho almost lost sight of the redhead that was glancing into the windows of some BBQ place. Minho's stomach growled; he hadn't eaten yet. He had made sure the two younger ones ate this morning after he seized a few breadsticks and apples from the fresh food markets. He grabbed onto Felix's arm pulling him closer to his as they were in a crowded area.

"Min- don't leave Seung behind!" Felix whined in a low baby voice. Minho rolled his eyes as he looked behind him to make sure his other straggler wasn't still gawking around and lone be hold, he was still behind them right on their heels. Seungmin had this switch when it came to Minho. It was like he knew when he could fuck around, and when he couldn't and obediently follow his orders. This was one of those moments.

"Seungmin can take care of himself. Just because I got him out, didn't mean I would protect him like I will you." Minho grumbled. Felix began pouting at his older brothers' spiteful words. Now he knows they seemed harsh, but Felix was 10 times more fragile then Seungmin and Minho was more than confident in Seungmin, he was sure he could oversee himself.

"Lix, its okay... I'm right behind you." Seungmin whispered softly to Felix as he eyes the boy.

"Doesn't mean my brother can be mean to you!" He threw back.

"He's just worried about you, its okay. Let's find shelter like he suggested and then you and I can cuddle how's that sound?" Seungmin had this way with Felix as well. He could calm him down instantly; he can talk him out of being a brat sometimes and even shows the affection Minho wouldn't, or rather he couldn't for past reasons he rather burned and forget then live them all over again. It turned out handy and Minho guessed it wasn't so bad having a straggler be able to manage him while he did the protecting.

"See Felix, do you want cuddles?" Minho said in a softer tone leading them towards a motel like shelter. It was a little rustic and run down and Minho was hoping to have save enough money to at least by them a few nights in the motel. When they got in it had just started to down poor, a heavy weight lifted off his shoulders the moment they made it in. He left Felix and Seungmin sitting in the common room on the couch making his way to talk to the front desk.