Time || YeonGyu AU✔

chapter 4

          Determination brewed beneath the boy's chest, causing his blood to crash harshly against the walls of his veins as his clammy hands squeezed the steering wheel firmly with his long and defined fingers. A pair of brown intent eyes of his were fixed thoroughly on the road through the windshield, watching the cars ahead of him, lined in a big row, shifting lazily behind one another and creating the traffic jam which was messing with his already agitated nerves. There were cold beads of sweat drenching his forehead, expressing the niggling nervousness which was biting holes into his heart.

          He applied a big pressure to the gas pedal with his feet as soon as the road got free and less congested and raced forward at high speed, heading to the house where his friends were probably waiting for him. Street lamps helped him to find his way along the freeway as he nervously kept picking at his lips, his muscles stiffened in his body from the great tension.

          He turned the steering wheel to the right side when he got close to the big house standing arrogantly on the land, like a lonesome person, and turned off the car engine after parking his car in front of the beautiful building. He pulled the key out of the keyhole and got out of the car, slamming the door shut with a swift motion of his hand afterwards.

          The light, which was switched on on the balcony of the entrance, glowed across his tense orbs and he marched towards the two hopeful boys who stormed out as soon as they heard the noise from the yard. His feet felt heavy, barely supporting his weight and his heart felt stuffed with huge stones when he heard his friend's hopeful voice.

          "Where are they? Did you find anything?"

          The black-haired boy, who had just entered the yard, looked at the two anticipative males in front of him, sparkles of hope swimming behind their eyes while his own orbs were full of sadness. He was feeling regret ruffling his peace, knowing he had to disappoint them with the answer neither of them wanted to hear.

         His chest raised up and down in a stressed manner as he shook his head in disagreement and saw how sparks disappeared from their eyes at once. Both boys let out loud groans at his gesture and the blonde one rubbed his forehead with his fingers as he tried to somehow soothe his agitated nerves.

          "We couldn't find anything either", the brown-haired one stated in a concerned voice, "We contacted everyone possible. Nothing works"

          The newcomer nodded in disappointment and then placed his palms over both boys' backs as a sign of compassion as he led them towards the house, "Let's go inside", he murmured and they entered the house with heavy steps before going straight into the living room where they used to discuss their problems and different things and look for the possible solutions to them.

          Even though it was already night, they had no time to rest because Yeonjun was in danger and they couldn't leave him like that. Neither of them had any idea how Namjoon managed to find out about their intentions because he and his men seemed very well prepared for their attack and that's why he managed to capture Yeonjun so easily. Fortunately, at least the three of them managed to escape, so they would do everything to find their friend and save him.

          The room seemed very cosy. It was decorated with soft and mild colours creating a calm and soothing atmosphere where one would manage to find comfort. There were brown curtains drawn over the window, and the light chocolate-coloured table in the corner was decorated by a vase which was turning the room pretty with colourful flowers inside it. The bookcases filled with a bunch of books stood in front of the red couch on which two boys had sat while the third one had placed himself on the armchair beside it. They were in deep thoughts, trying to find some way before sharing their ideas with each other, but the blonde one didn't seem to be able to hold his emotions inside him and even the other two could feel the tension, coming from his body, whirling in the air.