One Way Or Another | Sansang

- Sirens -

The gunshots literally made yeosang jump, looking away not waiting to see any more gruesome things although he was the one who shot him first; but he had no choice. He couldn't shoot San even if it was for million of dollars. San kicked at Yeonjun's lifeless body; the other was gone, he was dead after years he finally got rid of him, San's father would be very proud. His father probably was already watching from the sky with a proud smile; He moved away from Yeonjun's body towards the others. "You three look around for anything, we need to get out of here." San spoke to them looking into their eyes, his eyes meeting with yeosang's. "But you stay here with me, we need to have a deep serious conversation." The others scattered, heading upstairs to look around; one headed outside. Yeosang turned back to watch them leave the two alone, jumping when he turned back to face San the gun pointed right at him; was San just going to kill him? I mean, yeosang thought he deserved it so did he? He caused pain and chaos ever since he met with San and knew some things. But if it wasn't for Wooyoung then the two might have never met; they could've stayed as strangers who just had eye contact and one awkward moment.

Words were replaying in yeosang's mind; the words he spoke and said to San about his father. He wanted to apologize a lot, this was his fault and if he wasn't stupid to just run out of there and not head back into the room with the others. None of this would've of happened but maybe he should of never left, A simple apology could of just fixed everything at that exact moment although those words should never been said or even thought of. He eyed the the gun being pointed at him, his lips quivering trying to speak he looked up at San's eyes; dark. They were always dark and nothing could be seen in them as always. "Right here." He moved the gun; which signaled yeosang to move closer in front of him which he listened. He sighed in relief, when San slid the gun into his pocket. How could he think San would just straight of kill him out of nowhere like that. He felt San's big hands cup the side of his face; their foreheads pressed against each other, he couldn't help but smile small though he tried to fight back from doing so.

He wouldn't lie if he said he missed this, finally feeling San's touch and being reconnected felt very good. A shiver trailed down his spine and almost took over his body realizing how cold it was getting and when San spoke; but being with San he could feel heat. San's lips curled into a grin. "I missed this. I missed us. I miss being around you sangie, I thought I lost you for good." The words he took in made yeosang feel butterflies in his stomach; it was so cute to yeosang to see and know San was caring and was loving endlessly no matter what but then he realized a few mistakes he made, and with that he muttered a small apology. "I-I did too, I'm so sorry for what I said. I should of never said or thought of saying that at all, it's all my fault." Guilt and shame was taking over his body but he didn't know it was also taking over San's, he looked up at San when he lifted yeosang's chin up; the two making eye contact. 

He felt relief when San's lips laid on his, the two sharing a soft kiss that was filled with love and was very passionate; he enjoyed this but was confused on how San wasn't mad like he was in the hospital, he knew San he was ready to be yelled at but he wasn't complaining about the kiss. A few seconds later, San pulled away caressing yeosang's cheek with his thumb as he spoke gently. "Oh love, It's alright. It my fault as well, we both are wrong and right but I won't let a fight break us apart. We can overcome this together, I know you would never want to hurt me, right?" Yeosang let out a small chuckle as he nodded in response. "You're right, I don't want my stupid self to ever hurt you again in any way, I love you a lot and I-I get if you don't love me anymore or actually change your mind about us but what if--" San made yeosang shut up, his finger placed on his lips.

"How many times do I have to say it? I love you so much, I would do anything for you."

He continued with his speaking, "If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have escaped the hospital and try to save you. I would never leave you, you can't escape from me and I won't let no one take you from me again. You are mine sangie." Those words touched some part of yeosang, he felt secured and well protected but despite the fact he was told he was loved he felt a wave of guilt again. He didn't know exactly what to do with the fact he was in love with a killer and there wasn't exactly a way to deal with it; he felt weird, the fact he still loves San and San still even loves him; he hated how he couldn't make his mind up about what to do.....

but being forced to do with something somehow managed him to do so.

He almost forgot about that; he was about to speak but the sound of someone rushing down stairs and sirens...police sirens were head. San looked at Seonghwa; a horrified look on his face, he was almost out of breath the sirens were getting louder and louder which signaled they were getting closer, San had no expression on his face but he let go of yeosang's face and grabbed his hand tightly; yeosang gulping when he heard words he knew the others would not like to hear or say.

"The police...they- they're somehow here! What are we going to do San?! Kill or run away?"