A week have passed before Seonwoo knew it.
Every night, he would watch the stars above and wish for Riki to come back home safe. And when the morning comes, Sunghoon would do everything to distract him.
Sunghoon have brought him to a garage, where Riki haven't brought him before. A garage were full of Sunghoon's collection, cars and motorcycles.
“Is this why your facade is a family driver?” Seonwoo asked as he was inspecting the cars in front of him.
“No, that was just Riki's lame reasons. I don't really go public but I am registered to be one of Jay's business investors,” Sunghoon said, dusting off his favorite motorcycle in the corner of the room.
“Driving is your specialization?” Seonwoo asked again.
Sunghoon frowned, giving Seonwoo a glance, “What do you mean?”
“You know, Riki's specialized with programming and hand to hand combat skills, Heeseung is a shooter—”
“We're all-rounder. We are trained to perfect every skills,” Sunghoon cut him off.
Seonwoo nodded, “But why do you not have missions like Riki?”
“Jay don't want me to go in one,” Sunghoon then said, voice sounding weak as he continued cleaning his motorcycle.
“I am always a back up, a escape if ever something happened. But that's fine, I appreciate his effort of keeping me safe, at least I can still taste thrill,” Sunghoon shrugged.
Jay's one of the most protective person out there. If he could just end this legacy, he would. But sadly, their names are all known in the black market. They are one of the biggest dealers and their father have manage to build a respectable position in the underground. If they suddenly stop, others might think they've gone weak and will attack them until they lose all their parent's hardship.
The least Jay could do was to protect Sunghoon by decreasing his appearance in underground. And to send multiple back-ups for their other friends.
“Why would he do that?” Seonwoo asked again.
“I told you, we're half-brothers.”
Seonwoo watched the sad look on Sunghoon's eyes.
Public always knew that Park Jay is an only child, Seonwoo have heard it in news as well. It was hard to believe Sunghoon, but Seonwoo is close to believing him now.
“Do you want a stroll around the whole place?”
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Seonwoo retracted his hands from Sunghoon's waist when he sees Riki's car parked in front of the house.
Sunghoon let out a laugh, “Hold on, you might fall.”
“Riki's looking,” Seonwoo said, only clinging into Sunghoon's shirt.
Sunghoon only laughs, slowing down his speed to make sure his backride wouldn't fall. And then they stop right in front of Riki.
Seonwoo unmounted the motorcycle awkwardly before going beside Riki, reaching for his hand.
“Ah, finally, I can go home,” Sunghoon says, tapping Riki's shoulder lightly.
“Thanks Hyung,” Riki only responded before dragging Seonwoo inside the house.
“We didn't do anything~” Sunghoon sing-songed from outside, laughing thereafter.
Seonwoo could only curse Sunghoon on his mind as he felt Riki's grip tightened.
They entered the kitchen, before Riki stopped and face him.
“Seonwoo...I killed a person again.”
And Riki turns into his most vulnerable state again, shaking and crying. Seonwoo could only hug the younger.
“I'm glad you're home and safe.”
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