𝗜 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵☆彡 - Taegyu✔️

☆20

'Taehyun-ah, where are you?'

Cold sweats muzzling down his face as he shouted the younger's name, Beomgyu was totally exasperated and terrified of what the younger would have run into. He had been searching around the neighbourhood, none of his messages was returned. He called his number-

Noona, you're so pretty

(Looking at that girl, I go) Crazy

(But now I'm tired)

Replay, replay, replay

'This sh*t still got his phone!' The man raised his voice and the other man from the same gang confiscated Taehyun's phone from the pocket of his pants, smacking it to the floor and stepped harshly on it.

The phone stopped ringing at once, replaced by the sound of cracking as the screen crumbled, small fragments scattered.

Beomgyu held his step at a dusky alley with his heart fluttered, great fear swashing his pupils as he took in the view like amplifying lens-

Dark in the shade, Taehyun was surrounded by a gang, falling on his knees, his scruffy hair, the bruises on his face, limbs and his muddy shirt...what's worse? The fluid trickling down from his forehead and the red stain soaking up the garments on his knee...

'Seems like justice is on our side. You weren't at the dorm, but we found you at the court. My dear sister is very 'unhappy' with you. Hyejin is an angel, it's heart-breaking to see her crying, you know.' The bulky man said making another merciless kick on his leg, Taehyun groaned, face scrunched at the additional pain.

'Stop it! I am calling the police.' Beomgyu rushed to the younger by instinct, stretched out both arms to protect him.

'SH*T, Beomgyu RUN!' Taehyun yelled at him but it was too late, Beomgyu was caught by another man. His hands were locked to the back, the grip was so strong that he failed to resist no matter how hard he struggled. He cursed himself for being a girl like how could he manage  these burly men.

'Don't hurt him, please! You can do whatever you want with me, just leave him alone!' Taehyun begged the gang in desperation.

Like he would listen to Taehyun, the man said to be Hyejin's brother, held Beomgyu's chin with his fingers.

'Your little friend look pretty, huh?' He looked into Beomgyu's features as he turned his head from side to side. Beomgyu trembled like a goat under a butler's chop.

Taehyun grouched beastly, with all the anger in his eyes glaring at the man. The gang scoffed at him.

'Easy easy. Well, you are lucky, I don't hook up with guys.' The man said, eyes scanned through Beomgyu one last time.

Beomgyu was wearing layers of men's fashion, the neutral beauty of him made it hard for the man to tell his true gender.

'Bro, people may hear us.' One of the inferiors reminded.

'Alright, let's knock them out.' Right after his words, the gang gave the two quick strike on their heads.

They were shrouded by gunny sacks and carried on the men's shoulder.

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Beomgyu's POV

I felt cold exceptionally, despite being hugged tightly. A stream of warmth flew through my fingers...

'Thanks God. I thought I'd lost you.' It was Taehyun, he was rubbing my fingers.

I looked around, it was a small room with several metal racks, stockpiling some frozen food or liquids. Above them, there was a roll of fans with white gas percolating through the gaps...