"Hyungs!" Beomgyu screams before he can even understand the situation in hand. Or register the fact that the gunshot is far too distant sounding for it to hurt any of the people on the floor.
the sound of the shot causes the person holding him to drop the cuffs, them making a clink sound as soon as they hit the ground. Beomgyu takes that chance to elbow the unknown man shadowing behind him.
as he's turning around, delivering a kick directed to the man's side. his face clearly showing the surprise from the change in power and positions. he tries to retaliate with an attack of his own but Beomgyu slides across the floor, under the man's arms while on his knees.
before he can end the man with a forceful and calculated hit, a gun coax to his side.
"stop." the armed man spits.
Beomgyu pressed his lips together, snapping out of the timely survival mode he was on to raise his hands, and look to the center of the scene. his breath gets stuck in his throat, and he clenches his jaw.
"..hyung.. " he chokes up. scanning Soobin from top to bottom. the limp and tired form, the eye bags and pale complexion. the blood scattering his face and clothes. he's being held up by two other guys, shoulders raised and head struggling to keep straight and raised.
Yeonjun stands to his side, hands behind his back while he gives Beomgyu a look that he had seen many times.
"play along, I have a plan." Yeonjun communicates with his eyes.
Beomgyu raises his eyebrow slightly, his hands still beside his head when a second later he feels them pulled back again, and this time the cuffs lock tightly around his wrists.
he glances at Soobin, then his worried gaze comes back to Yeonjun.
"drugs." Yeonjun mouths in the slightest, smallest movements of his lips. just enough for Beomgyu to catch what he's explaining.
Beomgyu once again gives Yeonjun a curious look, navigating through an entire conversation under the radar of the men wearing black. the noticeably elder one, the one Beomgyu had deemed the one in charge just by the sound of his footsteps.
Yeonjun looks around, his expression careful and on edge. when the timing is right, he quickly mouths.
"5 doses."
shit....
Beomgyu bites his lip, sighing quietly. he follows Soobin with his eyes when the men situate him to lean against the wall. it doesn't seems like he's restraint. probably because he's too woozy and subdued to do anything, even if he wanted.
the time has passed, the doors are locked by now. Beomgyu wonders where the gun shot came from. the short relief realizing that Soobin and Yeonjun are fine soon turned into fear.
Kai and Taehyun never left the doors.
if they did, Beomgyu wouldn't feel so restless. he wouldn't feel his blood turning cold at the thought of the two youngers.
Taehyun's anxiety is pulsing through his veins. making him shudder.
if it's not them-
wait.
Beomgyu looks around, expecting to see Hiyyih on the ground, in the same sitting position she was in when they got outnumbered. while that's an unrealistic expectation, he hoped they didn't noticed her eyes. her bright pink eyes, the eyes that lit up the entire hall.
Beomgyu heart starts thumping, so hard that it feels harmful for his own rib cage. he takes another full angle scan, hoping this time she would pop out with her annoying ass face and her way too bright pink hair and blow everything off like she did last time.
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Blue Flame-The Sequel
Fanfiction"hold on!" the whisper echos in the dark void. Soobin couldn't move. not a single bone in his body had listened to his mind's commands. "hyung..." he wants to call fearfully. but he lost his voice. clawing at his throat, the hands that block thr air...
