My Son, Beomhyun

Chapter 10

"You what?!" Woosan and Yeo-jong shouted.

Currently the two frenemies decided to visit their leader (Soojun) at his ward. And of course, they also wanted to tease him a bit because it was rare of their young and overly arrogant leader to get stab on the stomach and had become bed-ridden for the day.

Beomhyun sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I'll be accompanying you guys tomorrow night, uh... surprise?"

The two older boys averted their gazes to Soojun who only sighed. "Yup, Bear-squirrel's gonna come with you guys."

"But it's dangerous! Do you even know who Shin Jimin is?!"

Beomhyun rolled his eyes. "Gawd why do you guys make such a big deal out of her?"

The two Choi's locked gazes at each other before giving Beomhyun a disbelieving look.

"After all the info Soojun told you, you still don't understand that this is a risky mission?! Do you have no sense of fear?!" Yeo-jong bellowed.

"No," the younger said plainly.

"Welp, we can't really do anything about that now. Since Sir Beomgyu already agreed and all," Woosan spoke, earning a glare from his frenemy.

Soojun cleared his throat. "Anyway, the important thing now is that we need to train him—" he pointed at Beomhyun. "To handle a gun and how to defend himself from those bulky goons of the Senator's."

"Well I can just ask Ryu-yeong for help. She did say she was gonna go practice shooting." Beomhyun suggested.

Yeo-jong scoffed and crossed his arms. "As if she'll agree, that girl's a witch in modern-day clothing. She doesn't give her services for free, y'know?"

The young brunette only gave him a smug grin. "And I don't give mine for free either."

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"No."

Beomhyun rose a questioning brow. "No?"

The bluenette, Ryu-yeong lowered her gun from the target before averting her gaze to the latter. "No," she repeated. "I won't teach you, end of conversation. Now go away–" she says nonchalantly, bringing her attention back to the target, arms back to the position seconds ago. "I'm busy."

Beomhyun scoffed. "After I practically saved you from Doctor Choi's supposed wrath. You won't even repay me?"

Ryu-yeong stopped her shooting and snapped her head to meet Beomhyun's eyes. "What?"

The brunette gave her a sly grin, "My services aren't for free Yeongie. I thought you knew that by now."

The lady scoffed, taking off her protective glasses. "Look Beom I know your services ain't free but I'm super duper busy right now. So why don't you run along and find someone else, ey?"

"Now now, Ryu, don't be such a no-game. Where's your Themis side in that?" A voice says.

The two snapped their heads to where the voice is and what greeted them was none other than Choi Soojun. And to make it more amusing for Beomhyun was that he was in a wheelchair, pushed by Yeo-jong while Woosan was beside him.

Minus his hospital clothes though, the tall male was now wearing sweatpants and a white tank top which hugged his figure. Beomhyun could still see the bandages wrapped around him too.

"You look like a grandma," Ryu-yeong commented, earning a hearty laughter from Woosan which earned a painful slap on his shoulder from Yeo-jong.

Soojun rolled his eyes. "Ha-ha, very funny."