Deja Vu // Ateez

Fifteen

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"Put the gun down, Yuri."

San felt like he was having trouble breathing, the air inside of him barely going in and out of him. He calmed down a little when Hongjoong slipped his hand in his.

Seonghwa was aiming his gun at Yuri, a cold stone look crossed his face. "Put it down."

Yuri chuckled but kept her position. "You think I'm going to let my guard down that easily. You think so little of me, Hwa."

Wooyoung tried his hardest to not show that he was scared, but he couldn't control his body shaking a little. "Maybe don't be so loud next time."

Yuri sent a glare to the back of his head and placed the tip directly in his hair. Wooyoung could feel the cold metal hitting his skin. "You better watch your mouth, bitch."

San saw the look of death cross Jongho's eyes for a split second. Jongho was about to move to take her down when San spoke up.

"Why are you doing this? I thought you wanted us to be a part of Hala Hala?"

The moment her eyes met his, he instantly knew. "You're not really a part of Hala Hala, are you?"

"Look at you using your brain, brother." Yuri said, her eyes not straying away from him.

"You're with the Surge."

At that Yuri smirked. "I always have and always will be."

San was about to talk again when the sound of helicopters took over his hearing. The eight boys looked up right as long ropes dropped down all around them.

"Sorry, Sannie." Yuri said. "But I had to do it."

San looked at her, what was once loving eyes were now coated with hatred.

With Yuri not paying attention, Jongho took that time to push her gun away and pull Wooyoung behind.

But that only caused her to pull the trigger.

A loud scream echoed through the walls as Jongho fell to the ground, clutching his side that was bleeding out. His eyes started to flutter as his breathing became uneven. Wooyoung dropped down next to him, tears streaming down his face as he couldn't control the endless sobs that escaped his lips.

"No-No, please please..." Wooyoung managed to get out. "Jongho- Jongho, stay awake, please stay a-awake."

Wooyoung was having trouble breathing, and felt his world start to spin as hands gripped his shoulders pulling him back.

"NO!" His voice ripped through, nothing by pain excited his mouth.

"L-LET ME GO! PLEASE!" Wooyoung worked hard to find his strength to fight back, but with Jongho bleeding on the ground made it hard for me to think straight. "p-please I-I can't l-leave him. please..."

"Please don't let him die."

Hongjoong was blindfolded the second he entered the aircraft. He struggled against the restraints, trying to find a way out and beat the shit out people who laid their hands on him.