MADE IN KOREA

MIK 46

46: Let's die together.

"What?" Minho's question got interrupted when a loud gunshot was heard in the air making Jisung to jerk his bike to the other side of the road, accelerating the speed momentarily.

"Hold tightly!" Jisung yelled loudly, taking another turn, moving his bike in zig-zag motion, occasionally inspecting the direction of the car chasing after them. His eyes widened when he noticed the man, who had his head outside the car, aiming at them with a gun.

Jisung once again jerked the bike at the side, as the gunshot hit the road. He wasn't afraid to fight with the people single handedly, but he wasn't alone, Minho was there, who didn't know how to do real fighting. There upon basically, he has to make sure that Minho wasn't hurt and at the same time he has to look after himself too.

Minho closed his eyes, feeling slight dizzy from the frantic movements, but still he held his grip tightly.

"Sit tight! Don't fall out, okay?" Minho nodded, making Jisung worried. He knew the latter would feel dizzy with the movements, but he had to save them, most importantly Minho. If something happens to him, then Jisung won't be able to forgive himself.

Jisung knew who they were. The man who he just a few moments ago was the same man who he rescued the lady from. Seems like they are planning to kill them, afraid of getting arrested by chance.

Minho looked behind and immediately exclaimed, "Why are these people chasing us?" He then looked at the front, glancing at the rear view of the bike. "Especially on our date?"

"For god's sake, Minho! We are not filming an action movie for you to say cringe dialogues!" Minho gasped.

"Did you forget what I do for a living!?" Wrong move. Jisung got distracted with Minho's talk, which made him unable to notice the bullet. The back tire of their bike got hit by the bullet causing them to lose control.

Both of them –along with the bike– fell into the side of the forest. The car stopped momentarily, but the couple were fast enough to get up and ran into the woods, not caring about their wounds.

The men got out of the car, since it was hard to get into the woods with the car.

"Shit, we lost them. What will we do now?" One of them asked.

"Let them be, they aren't going to see the sunrise since they got into the woods where carnivorous animals are living." The men nodded upon hearing his words and left the place.

Minho and Jisung stopped on their tracks, still holding their hands, panting in exhaustion. With his free hands, Jisung took his phone out and pressed the flashlight on.

"That was terrific." Minho exclaimed, as they proceeded to walk with the help of the source of light they have, "But why were they chasing us? They aren't thieves, I am sure about that." Jisung didn't say anything for a moment, afraid that Minho would scold, which surprised him.

They walked aimlessly in the forest, not taking paths that looked less used. Jisung was glad with the fact that his phone has eighty-two percent charge, but would that be enough?

Would they even survive in this forest where wild animals lived? He doesn't know. However he hoped to find the village, before his phone died out. Minho didn't bring his phone with him as he was busy annoying Jisung.

After the moment of silence, Jisung decided to speak. " We have to find the village." He exclaimed looking at Minho, before he could continue he saw Minho's painful expression and his staggered movement. That's when his eyes landed over the wound formed around his shoulder.

"Minho! You are bleeding!" Jisung immediately gave his phone to Minho, asking him to hold it and took out a kerchief immediately wrapping it around the most bleeding part, making Minho hiss.

"You… old man! Why didn't you tell me that you were bleeding? Huh? Do you wanna die here?" He exclaimed, grabbing the phone from Minho's hand.

"It will be good if we find some Chromolaena odorata plants, it's good for wounds." Jisung stopped babbling when Minho held his face, rubbing the tears away from Jisung's face.

"Why are you crying?" Minho asked, almost in a whisper, "I am the one who got hurt, then why are you crying?" Jisung glanced at Minho's eyes, his eyes watering without his knowledge.

"I don't want anything to happen to you." Minho chuckled, flicking Jisung's forehead lightly.

"Silly, I am not gonna die with this wound," Minho hissed at Jisung's playful hit, giggling, "Where did my sassy boy go?"

"I'm still sassy. I can kill you if you want. Wanna try?" Said Jisung, raising his eyebrows, eyes still moist.

"Who am I to try? I don't want my angry wife to do that."

"I'm your husband!"

"Okay, husband."

They continued their adventurous journey for hours, but all the way Jisung was concerned and occasionally interrupted Minho's blabbering self by asking how he was, which made Minho whine in annoyance. Therefore Jisung stopped asking, looking around for any sign of danger.

After a few minutes, Jisung felt a weight going down which made him immediately stop on track – along with Minho– and glanced at him to see Minho shaking his head violently to get away with the dizziness.

"Minho, are you okay?" Jisung asked in a panicked voice as he held Minho in place who weakly smiled.

"I guess, I am losing consciousness." He exclaimed, trying to open his droopy eyes.

Jisung without giving any thought, he removed his sweater, only by wearing a shirt underneath, and throw it away. He then placed the phone over the shirt pocket, adjusting it in a way the light would be illuminated outside the pocket, and crossed the elder's arms over his neck, picking him up by his thighs, carrying him in a piggy back.

"Jisung… you will get tired." 

"Shut up!" Jisung exclaimed, feeling his chest churn in fear. "I don't care, we will find the village soon and treat you there. Please don't fall asleep okay?" He exclaimed while walking. "Please talk about anything, just don't stop talking, okay?" Minho let out a weak chuckle.

"You are such a softie." Said Minho, nuzzling his face closer to Jisung's neck, inhaling his lavender scent. "And beautiful."

"Stop…" Jisung felt his eyes tearing again. Why does it feel like this will be Minho's last words, especially for him?

No, I shouldn't panic. He will be alright. I will save him, if it costs my life.

"Jisung… I feel like sleeping."  Jisung felt Minho's weight increasing, making his eyes wide.

"Minho.. Minho! You fucker, don't sleep!" However, he didn't get any response from the elder. He crouched down – removing Minho's hands away from his neck– turned around to see Minho breathing slowly, his eyes closed.

Jisung wrapped his arms around Minho's weak body, and saw the kerchief stained with blood, some flowing from it. He tapped Minho's face in panic.

"Minho! Can you hear me? Minho! You moron old man! I told you to keep talking!" He yelled loudly as tears started streaming down his face. He clasped his hands around Minho's wrist and in his utter horror Minho's pulse was getting weaker.

Suddenly he heard voices around him. Jisung glanced around seeing nothing, he then looked down and hugged Minho close to him, crying.

"I'm sorry. If only I had the guts to confess to you, we would have happily spent the time together. It's all my fault." He cried out, hiccuping as he felt his head throbbing in pain, his chest tightening at so many negative thoughts. He started hearing the sound nearing, making him close his eyes.

If we are going to die, then let's die together.