I got you kid - ateez/woosan

12

San began to pick up the speed as he felt the boy's chest moving rapidly. He could feel the boy's heartbeat which was running a mile a minute and his shaking which was becoming increasingly noticeable.

"It's going to be okay, baby," San muttered into Wooyoung's hair.

The three men were trying to find a safe place to wait for Hongjoong and the rest of the gang, but there was almost nowhere that they could rest. They ended up entering a pathway that turned into a dead end.

San let out a small sigh before turning around. Now Yeosang and Jongho were right in front of San and Wooyoung.

"Give me my son," Mrs. Jung stated once she entered the pathway, blocking their way out. Mr. Jung entered right after her, standing next to her.

San could feel Wooyoung shudder from hearing his mother's voice. He hated her, he hated her voice, he hated her commands, he hated her for controlling him for so long, he hated that lady so much that he almost wanted one of the men to shoot her.

"Wooyoung, mom and dad are here, you are safe now," Mr. Jung stated with such a fake smile that everyone could see right through.

San set Wooyoung down and stepped infront of him. He was quick to pull his gun out and aimed it directly at Mrs. Jung. He could feel Wooyoung wrap his arms around his waist, resting his hands on San's stomach. With the hand that was not holding the gun, he held onto Wooyoung's hand to try and comfort the boy.

"Just hold onto me, okay?" San whispered to Wooyoung who nodded his head quickly, holding a little tighter.

Every terrible thing that could happen was consuming Wooyoung's mind. This in turn, was making the poor boy even more scared. He didn't want to go back with his parents, he wanted to stay with San and the gang. They loved him way more than his parents ever did.

"Give us our son back," Mrs. Jung seethed, stepping a little bit closer, making Yeosang and Jongho draw their guns. "You guys kidnapped him for Christ's sake! Give me my son!" She yelled at them, a little too loudly.

Hongjoong and the rest of the gang were quick to surround the Jung's, with their guns pointed directly at them, relieving San, Yeosang and Jongho just the slightest bit. Even Yunho was there so that he wouldn't seem suspicious.

"We didn't kidnap him, he was sick of you two treating him like a piece of shit. He ran away from home and into our arms. And we love him more than you ever will," Hongjoong growled. He took a look at the boy who was wrapped around San and smiled. He really was their family now, and this was just confirming it even more.

Mrs and Mr Jung each took a step closer to San, making everyone huff just a little bit more. They really were testing their limits.

"Take another step and I'll shoot you," San glared at the two people with fire in his eyes. He was known to be ruthless on the field, but he didn't want his anger to cloud up his mind, especially for Wooyoung's sake.

"You can't shoot us, especially not infront of him," Mrs. Jung chuckled to herself, before getting shot in the foot by Yeosang who was just about ready to kill them.

She screamed in pain but none of them cared, not even Wooyoung. He actually enjoyed the sound of his mother screaming in pain; she deserved it. For all that they've done to him, getting shot in the foot wasn't enough for him.

"Don't kill them," Hongjoong stated, making the Jung's sigh a breath of relief. Hongjoong wasn't just being nice though. He just didn't want anyone to die, especially them being Wooyoung's parents. If Wooyoung wanted them dead then they would let him decide, but he wasn't in the right mindset to make those sort of decisions. So killing them wasn't an option.