My Son, Beomhyun

Chapter 88

Note: I'm sorry for the delay guys. I've been so busy with school lately so I haven't been updating as frequently.

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"Oh uh... hey uncle Gyu hehe," Woosan chuckles nervously, pushing Yeo-jong who was on top of his back to whom toppled onto the ground.

"So mean," Yeo-jong grumbled.

Beomgyu rose a brow, "Well? Care to explain this shenanigan of yours? And shouldn't you two be with Soojun instead of eavesdropping on our conversation? And I see that Seokjoon and the others are here as well." the latter points out as he narrowed his eyes at the semi-blond male and his companions.

"U-Um... we uhh..." Seokjoon strutters as his eyes went from Beomgyu and the to Taehyun, who was looking at them with curiousity.

"W-We didn't mean to eavesdrop uncle Gyu. The gang and I just so happened to be passing by when we saw Woosan and Yeo-jong so we..." Seokjoon trailed off guiltily, looking at his other companions for help but all them were to stunned to speak.

Especially Yoonji who looked literally frozen.

"So you all decided to join them?"

Seokjoon bit his lip, he was about to answer when Yeo-jing spoke up.

"I'm sorry uncle Gyu, it was my fault. Woosan and I just came back from the hospital when we saw you and the others. We didn't mean to eavesdrop but..." Yeo-jong bit his lip and fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"We... we were just worried about Byun," he whispered.

Just then Woosan stood beside Yeo-jong, placing a hand on the latter's shoulder and bravely looked at Beomgyu.

"Along with the fact that we want to help save him."

"That being said," Seokjoon utters, somehow coming back to his senses. "We may not know Beomhyun long enough, but the kid's already considered as family ever since Team Choi took him in." he utters while his comrades nodded.

It didn't take long until Beomgyu's eyes softened at the eihht kids before him.

"Although I'd love to let you guys help..." Beomgyu utters. "But you guys shouldn't be asking me that."

The older male gestured at Taehyun who was looking at the teens before him. "You should be asking him."

All the teens snapped their heads at Taehyun who was also looking at them. They gulped as they dared to look straight into the eyes of the former dalbich jegug ace.

The teens only heard of Kang Taehyun, aka the night flower from their parents and sometimes from their friends from other gang associates.

And let's just say all the rumors about Kang Taehyun were true.

Like how he had such beauty that could rival the moon itself.

And how he carried himself proudly like every ace should do.

His eyes stared straight into the teens' eyes, not blinking in a second.

However, the stare that was given to them did not hold any killing intent nor does it give them chills that felt like thousands of needles piercing into their skin.

Instead it felt like a soft yet gentle and warm gaze that worried parents would give their children whenever their kids want to do something that could possibly hurt them.

Along with the fact that Taehyun's hair was no longer red. To which the teens pressume that he had probably dyed it.

"Taehyun-ah?"