Precious - SeongSang

47

We got a weird question from San that same night that Mingi warned us. He wanted to know if he could participate in one of our runs.

He literally busted it in at like three in the morning.

It scared the shit out of Yeosang. "Are we getting robbed?" He whispered. He then giggled. "The robbers are getting robbed how ironic."

I rolled my eyes. I swung open the door and San was there. "I was about to beat the shit out of you. Why the hell are you here?"

"That wouldn't have been nice. Can I help you guys on of your runs like Joongie?" He sat on the bed.

"No."

"What?! Why not?! Hongjoong helped. That's not fair."

"We didn't ask for his help. He did it on his own. I've already told him that he was a fucken idiot for doing it."

"He could have gotten caught." Yeosang crawled over and sat next to San.

"Exactly. Do you know what he fucken did? He pulled us into the studio. He is fucken lucky the cameras didn't work. He was lucky that the police hadn't caught up to us at that point.

He seriously could have lost his career and gotten himself arrested. Not only that, they would have been able to figure out who the hell we are, and then next thing you know we are all caught.

Yeah, Yeosang and I would have gotten it worse but you guys can seriously ruin your lives too.

Don't ever ask again. I'm serious. This isn't something to get excited about."

"It's not fair! You guys get to do it for fun!"

I grabbed him. "I'm dead serious San. Don't ever get yourself involved with us when we are on the run.

We have been doing it for years and now you just want to get into it. No. Never. I don't want you to go down the same route as us. You are already successful. Don't throw it away."

He nodded.

"Im sorry if I was harsh but you need to hear it."

He got up and left. He slammed the door shut on his way out.

"Great now he is upset with me."

Yeosang brought me back into bed. "He'll get over it."

"I seriously need Hongjoong to talk to him. I need him to talk to Mingi too."

"Ugh." Yeosang flopped back onto the bed. "When are you going to stop relying on him?"

"Yeosang. They seriously won't listen unless he also tells them. It's just a precaution." I laid next to him. Turning him over and pulling him closer. "We need to make sure they stay out of it."

"Yeah, I know."

"How about tomorrow we invite them all here and have a group discussion about it?"

"I think that would be better."

After waking up in the morning I grabbed my phone and texted everyone to come over.

I didn't notice that Yeosang wasn't in bed until he came back in.

"What is this?" He held up a gun.

Shit. I honestly forgot about that.

He spun it around. "Where did you get it from?" He doesn't sound mad. "Is it yours?" I nodded. "When are we going to use it?"

"You want to use it? For what?"

"Slowing down the police. Duh. Getting rid of their tires. Only when we need it but why do you have it?"