The Boy With The Sad Eyes

16.

Sing led Y/n to what seemed like a garden. In the ground. The cement walls were covered in graffiti. The lights white and bright leaving their reflection on the marble floor. Heating lamps hovered over various flowers and plants. They were in rows of five. "You know the ground looks neat and all but why the cement walls?" Y/n questioned stopping as Sing came to a stop in front of a metal door. The door had various locks, and was also vandalized with the words 'you're so dramatic'. Y/n sweat dropped and watched Sing knock on the door. "Are you the one who vandalized the door?" Y/n asked with a smirk on her face.

Sing glanced at the graffiti and knocked on the door again seeing as Yue was ignoring him. "Nope. That was your brother." Sing replied. Jumping at the sudden sound coming from the other side of the door Sing clicked his tongue. "What do you want pipsqueak?!" Yut Lung shouted approaching the door and picking the book up from the ground. Y/n felt her lip start to tremble. She hadn't heard Yue's voice that close in a long time. Of course they had videos but in person it was different. The girl's eyes started to water. In a shaky voice Y/n spoke. "Yue?" Yut Lung stopped half way up. There was no doubt Y/n's voice had changed, but even so he still knew it was her.

The locks on the door started to unlock, the clattering filling all three of their ears. Sing couldn't help but glance at Y/n who seemed to be stuck in place. "You sure you want to see him?" Sing questioned setting a hand on Y/n's shoulder. Y/n turned to him and nodded just as the door swung open. Y/n stared at Yut Lung who seemed to lock eyes with her. It seemed almost as if he couldn't process what was happening. The girl's heart beat was blocking her ears as she stared at the love her life. Soon enough the faucets turned in her eyes. Without a second thought, she embraced him in a hug. Her arms wrapping tightly around his torso as she tried to hide her tears. Yue put his hand on her head as a smile played at his lips.

Sing knew that they loved each other, but for some reason seeing Yue smile so freely was a surprise to him. "You came back." Yut Lung muttered in a cracked voice, his bottom lip begining to tremble. Y/n opened her eyes and looked up at Yue. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes as he stubbornly pressed his lips together to avoid crying in front of others. Yut Lung covered Y/n's eyes with his hand. Bringing his fingers up to his eyes he wiped his tears away.

Sing slightly smiled but stopped himself as Yue moved his hand away from Y/n's eyes. "Sorry to ruin the moment but now that you've seen eachother we have to get down to business." Sing interrupted. Y/n turned to Sing and nodded. Letting go of Yut Lung she held his hand and gave him a small smile. Yue looked away but held onto her hand. Sing began to walk out the opposite direction.

They're happy. I'd do anything to keep it that way. But if we take more time than we have it's not going to stay this way for long. I have to keep things under control. For Shorter and Lao.

Y/n and Yut Lung followed behind. The silence was uncomfortable to say the least. After seeing eachother cry on camera it didn't feel the same anymore. Clearing her throat Y/n began speaking. "What have you been up to all these years?" She questioned looking around at the graffiti on the walls. "Working on new poison." Yut Lung replied. Y/n looked up at Yut Lung with a scolding look. "Poison for what?" She asked raising an eyebrow. Yue glanced down at her. Clicking his tongue he stared at the back of Sing's head. "You didn't explain the plan?" Yue asked with annoyance.

Sing sighed opening the door to reveal the staircase that led upstairs. "I was going to but I figured it would be easier if you guys saw each other first. That way if one of you dies you won't have to fret over it." Sing began waking up the stairs. Silence fell over the other two walking behind. Obviously when they saw each other again it's not like everything was going to be fixed. Sappy moments only lasted for a couple minutes, then the next were nothing but despair. "Hey Y/n." Sing started as he made it to the top floor. Y/n slightly tilted her head. "What is it?" She wondered. To Y/n Sing always seemed a little down. Even when he was just fourteen, something about him always felt off.

Y/n followed Sing to the couch in the living room, Yue walking next to her. "Is C/n really Seven's son?" Sing asked. Y/n noticed C/n was nowhere to be found. "What do you mean by that?" Y/n asked letting go of Yue's hand. Sing gave Y/n an unsettling smirk. "The details I told you about C/n's life ended up being nothing but rumors." He revealed. Y/n held her breath. "So, he's an enemy?" She questioned. Sing sighed. "Not exactly. The thing is, it seems C/n doesn't recall anything that happened to him before the age of ten." Y/n sat on the couch and looked at the table worriedly.

"I have my own spies reporting back to me. Their target was Seven specifically. But apparently everything that comes out of his mouth is lies. C/n's upbringing, his reason for being in the mafia, and all of his affairs with women. C/n's 'mother' wasn't the only one, and more than half weren't prostitutes, nor were they part of any mafia." Sing explained. Y/n looked at Sing with a smile. "Pardon my language but what the fuck?" She blurted out. They'd made a whole plan years ago only to find out they were basing it on rumors. "Seems C/n's story just got darker." Sing said standing up from the couch.

"Yut Lung. Stay in hiding, everyone thinks you're dead after all. Y/n, you're coming with me." Sing instructed. "Where?" She asked. Yut Lung gave Sing am angry look. "Bring her back alive." He demanded. Sing turned to him. "I will."

Y/n looked at Sing suspiciously. "I'm not going to kill you so don't look at me like that." Sing deadpanned. "Well it sure feels like it." Y/n grumbled crossing her arms. "Y/n listen closely." Sing suddenly said pulling Y/n into an alley way close to a bar. "There's someone in there I need you to kill. They've been doing everything in their power to keep us out of the Vietnamese's business. They know you're a part of the mafia and will probably trust you. Get as much information out of her, then kill her."

Y/n took a deep breath. "Got it." Sing nodded. "Don't die." He smirked. Y/n slightly laughed. "Don't bet on it."