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Yeosang just blinked and tried to process what to do, should he tell the truth or lie? yet again, if San knows everything maybe he should just tell the truth; but what if he does and San takes his final breath and leaves him there to do? A bunch of thoughts ran through his head especially about San; who did he think he was just to ask that out of nowhere, even though yeosang did do it...he felt angry at San for thinking it was him. He had to think fast about what to say or do, his eyes just went as he saw San raise an eyebrow, arms crossed as he let out a sigh.

"I'm waiting for an answer, sangie."

San was impatient, too impatient his foot began tapping on the wooden floor; yeosang looked around before deciding to tell him the truth, he was afraid San would kill him or either leave him but trust goes into a relationship and communicating does; he knew he was thinking about it and tried multiple times but his thoughts always got at him, but this time he was forced to just as he was forced to kill San and go on yeonjun's side. Speaking of him, was he even dead? Despite all the gunshots and wounds his body now sadly has. It made yeosang wonder if he was dead, what if he just passed out from the blood loss? Or maybe he was actually dead because who would survive that many gunshots? He cussed himself out for being dumb before opening his mouth to answer San's question, but no words came out as a knock on the door made him jump.

San grumbled under his breath meanwhile yeosang felt relief for whoever knocked since now he had to keep quiet though he was also thinking it could be the cops but he was positive they left, and it couldn't be a random stranger because who would come out in the middle of nowhere in an old house, and then there's where he thought about asking San a question about the house; why wasn't it taken down and why was San addicted to coming here at times?

"Hey guys It's us!" A loud voice called from outside the shed, it was Wooyoung's.

"Dude lower it down a bit, who knows who's still out here dumbass." Seonghwa's voice was heard, but it wasn't as loud as Wooyoung was. Wooyoung only grumbled. 

Yeosang looked at San then the door before rushing towards it to move things out of the way but a grip on his wrist stopped him, it was getting tighter and tighter, San pulled him back staring down at him as if he was prey as he mumbled in a deep dark tone only the two could hear.


"Just so you know, you're not gonna get away with avoiding my question. You will tell me."

Yeosang could just nod as he mumbled a small "Okay i know and I will" before San let go of his wrist; it was a bright red almost. The grip he had on the other's wrist was very tight and strong, San was strong. He rubbed his wrist as San just walked away and moved things away from the door and lifted up the board that shut the shed door very well, he opened the door a cold whist of wind made it's way inside causing the smaller one to shiver as he wrapped San's jacket closer to him; making his way to stand on San's side looking at the others. He didn't know what was more shocking the fact they got away and ran very far or the fact San wasn't even showing any side of coldness, "We should be safe for now but what should we do? how did they know people would be out here?" Seonghwa asked, Wooyoung and Hongjoong mumbled curiosity they all looked at San as he side-eyed yeosang. 

Yeosang's eyes wander looking at the gun to avoid any eye contact with the others before looking up at San as he started speaking. "I bet Yeonjun planned this all, to take yeosang and to lure us here and made sure the police got us. I think he forced yeosang to call the police on us as well, cause we all know he wouldn't do it if we were here in time, right?" Yeosang sighed in relief before faking a cough and speaking, however he was very cold so his stuttering didn't help him; but he was confused on why San would ask that question especially if he was smart enough to know Yeonjun's plans. But yeosang had no choice but to tell the truth, he was very afraid though. What if they leave him alone in the woods? with nothing, no food, water or his personal things. He was scared he even teared up a bit explaining things. "I-I'm sorry! I ratted y-you out Sannie..I-I know I'm not suppose too but I was forced too and then I-i was suppose to kill you so then Yeonjung c-could get his stupid ass money! I-I regret doing it, I should've of fought back but I had no choice. I'm sorry I-I really am!" 

Silence, it was all silent; the wind was howling as leafs fell from the trees. Wooyoung licked his dry lips as Seonghwa and Hongjoong looked a bit disappointed and not sure what to say, San was looking down at yeosang who kept rumbling on and on. "I-I get if you guys hate me or don't trust me or want to kill me but---" And that pushed San off the edge, he pulled the other close cupping his face; he decided to speak after the others gasped saying things as if they would never ever did that since he was forced. San looked into yeosang's eyes, wiping the tears slightly as the three others bickered on how yeonjun's plan was smooth and all but now they had to think of what to do now. San whispered softly comforting the other, "Baby no no, you were forced and you were scared. It's alright, okay? There's was nothing you could do expect do what you were told, don't ever say anything like that again? He's gone so you have nothing to worry about."

San leaned in closer, a bit too close in yeosang's ear as he smirked; that smirk was up to no good as always, yeosang hitched his breath when he felt San's warm breath on his neck as the words he said, scared the other to death. Literally.


"Luckily you, you would've of been dead but I love you a lot. I couldn't do that but you would hide me if I'm on the news, right?"


But that would be impossible since everyone knows Choi San; and he could get away with it especially with his ways and tricks, but the police would've of needed evidence right? Yeosang gave them everything he saw, seen, thought of and heard of...but how would he hide them if they knew where they lived now? Since yeosang gave them everything the police needed.

Everything.




I'm fucked....we're fucked, They're fucked.

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