( Steve's POV )
The streets of Seoul were busy, people walking up and down the street's, some leaving and entering shop's. Cars of all kinds were there on display, going to and fro from one point to the next.
The billboards displayed the news of the election, which is soon to happen any day now.
But what caught my eye, really, was what it showed afterwards.
« !?WHO IS THIRTEEN?! »
The word thirteen was enough to have me feeling uncomfortable with myself. I went down into the subway, not wanting to see those words anymore.
Not many people were in the subway, and that made me feel a little better. I walked over to a nearby corner, and waited for the train to arrive, but in the mean time, decided to text yoongi, telling him my plan's.
CAT FACE x SLEVE
CHATROOM
" HyuUuNg... wake up
I know your sleeping!"
CATFACE–" what do you want
Kid?"
A grin made its way to my face as I stared at the text, but I played serious and continued.
"Im coming to stay with you
tomorrow morning for a
few day's.
CATFACE– " and may I ask
why?
" I'm going to the cafe address
you wrote me, but its in busan
so I have to come by you.
The was no response for a few minute's, until he finally answered.
CATFACE– " Fine, but dont bother
me when I'm sleeping....
The hum of an engine could be heard from an ear shot, so I burrowed my phone back into my pocket and approached the side of the track. The brakes squealed and the train came to a stop, the door opening and letting me and other passengers inside.
WARING VIOLENCE AHEAD
I took a seat in the second coach of the train. Leaning my head against its metal wall and closing my eye's to relax. " Hahaha!". A ring of laughter sounded in the air, and I opened my right eye to see who it came from.
He was young, around eighteen years of age, with a pierced lower lip, and dirty blonde hair with black highlight's. His eyes held mischief in them, as though they were searching for trouble. He was accompanied by three other boy's, but one looked younger and more healthier than the other three.
"What you looking at? Punk". The blonde spat, looking in my direction. The train was silent, no one responded to this comment, but I kept my eyes locked with his brown one's. " are you deaf!? ". He shouts, his two older companions chuckling, while the younger stays quiet.
My eyes wandered off, looking outside the window in front of me, but I didn't completely let my guard down, knowing that he'll be brave and come to approach me.
And he did
From the corner of my eye, I saw his knuckles turn white from how hard he was squeezing the pole beside him, before he started walking towards me. I caught a glimpse of his left hand, going inside his sweater pockets, and coming back out with a small knife.
I didn't move, let alone blink. Not because I was brave and egotistical about winning a fight with a kid, but because I knew what I was capable of, so I stayed quiet.
His tall figure stopped in front of me, his hand which held the knife, was hiding behind his back. But I pretend not to take notice of it, but kept looking outside the window. " IM TALKING TO YOU, BITCH!". He grabbed the collar of my T-shirt, and that made me click.
My moves were swift and calculated, my right hand reaching up to get hold of his wrist. I twisted his arm to put it behind his back. He screamed, and people could do nothing but just watch in surprise and horror.
The knife that was in the boys hand, dropped to the floor. " You think your so big, huh? ". I whispered to him, he squirmed tirelessly in my hold, but I didn't let him go. " Let him go...". A soft voice sounded off into the silent train, and I turned and saw that the youngest out of the three boy's was standing seven feet away from me, his face twisted in horror and fear.
I dropped the boy in my hand's, and he fell to the floor face first. When his body hit the floor, he didn't hesitate to get up, grabbing his knife in the process. His hand swung to my face, but I dodged all of them. I wasn't so lucky though, because he ended up scratching my face with the blade, leaving a small cut on my face.
" Z, STOP". The younger yelled, who I believe is this boy's brother, as tears ran down his face out of fear, but he didn't listen. I swung my fist, and it came in contact with Z's nose, he staggered back from the force of the hit, falling on his brother who caught him.
He was tired, I could see it on his face, but the rage in his eyes didn't show any signs of exhaustion. " Just stop... Leave it here". His brother coaxed. He hissed through his teeth and got up, shaking his brother off him in the process while going to sit down in the farthest seat on the other side of the train.
It was night now, and the two boys weren't on the train anymore, for they got off at the first stop the train made. It was quiet, a peaceful one too. The dark patches of trees were visible outside the clear glass window, the scenery making me feel at ease. But I thought about the name of the woman who I was somehow married to.
Kim Roland
It made my heart skip a beat, but I shook off that feeling. ' remember what your looking for...'. I reminded myself while continuing to look outside.
" dont worry yoongi, I'll take good care of him".
" Thanks, Taehyung, I knew I could trust you".
This chapter is longer than the other's, maybe because it's full of action. Anyways, rate the chapter and dont forget to send your feedback!
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