Our Time Together [Johan x Zack]

Not up for hire

Brrrrrrrring*

Shuffle*

"Hello?"

"Oh hello there... is this-"

"Who?"

"Huh?"

"Don't 'huh' me who the fuck gave it to you"

"Gave me what?"

"My fucking number 'cause i know i fucking erased it"

"Oh ha.. don't you remember me?"

"Course i do.. why wouldn't i forget that bitchy voice?"

"..bitchy? You're calling me bi-"

"Uhh yeah who else damn hoe.. mad he hates you now?"

"Hah shut it.. so any-"

"Not up for hire kiddo"

"First im not a kid-"

"To me you are"

"Second you have no choice but to work with me"

"You sound arrogant.. so what ya got?"

"Info"

"On what"

"You"

"Bout what?"

"Your family"

"And?"

"...? You're not worried?"

"No"

"Why no-"

"Cause they all can kill you with a flick dumb fuck"

"Then what about Jay?"

Shift*

"How do you know?"

"Now I've got your attention-"

"Who-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP"

"Who gave you that name?"

"You sound irra-"

"Was it the crows?"

"Nope"

"Then who?"

"Why should i tell y-"

Cut*

"Heard that?"

Nod*

"Looks like i gotta call him now"

The silvette stared

"Nah I'd doubt she'd go for em but to be sure look over him k?"

Nod*

"Ni-"

Rrrrriiiinnng*

"This bitch- what?"

"Don't what me i want you to-"

"I know what ya want buuuuuuuut i dont wanna"

"And why not i can give-"

"Don't want your shit money i have loads of em right next to me"

I stared at my hus- oh yeah forgot to say i'm chichi or well-

Shut the fuck up dont break the fourth wall

Ok... as i was doing i stared at my husband my fuckin' rich and loaded husband right next my chest i grin-

"Oi are you there?"

"...Unfortunately yes"

"... as i was saying i have info on your beloved Jay-"

"UAGH dont call him that, fuckin' disgustin' ... go on"

"... i have info on him-"

"Aaaaand what you gonna do about it.. he can kill you off too with a flick of his card-"

"FOR FUCK SAKE SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME SPEAK"

"Nah.. bye bye"

Click*
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UNKOWN'S POV

Click*

I threw the phone across the bedroom

"ARAAAAGH FUUUCKK THAT BASTARD IM GONNA FUCK-"

*Breath Daeva breath take it slowly*

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHH that bassssstards annoying... how the hell am i suppose to kill him now?"

*i can just walk up to them right... kill him for doing this to me... kill him for abandoning me*

"HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH HA Ha ha haaaaaaagggh... lets just go after him for a while"
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GONGYO'S POV

*fuuuuuck it hurts to breath*

I blinked my eyes open to see a familiar white room-

*ohhhh fuck what the hell happened*

I tried to get up.. however someone pushed me back down i looked to see boss- i mean Mangjeol-ssi

"Mang-"

"Shut it and rest"

I blinked at him

"Ma-"

"Quite"

"MANG-SSI"

He flinched

".......yes hyung"

"What happened?"

"..nothing"

"Really?.. then why the hell am i in the nursing room.. and why are they here"

I pointed at the four kids

"They.. no the tar.. the one with the weird hair.. eyeliner insisted in coming with us"

I raised an eyebrow

*he's not the one to let people in easily*

"You sure they're not here for interrogation?"

He looked away

"..no..."

I stared

"...yes......"

I got up again only to be softly pushed back by........ Zack.. yeah Zack

"You shouldn't really be moving.. focus on your breathing though"

I raised my brow again

*what happened at the fair?*

Then it hit me

*SHE was at the fair... fuck.... fuck...fuck..fuck.fuckfuckfuckfuckfucfuckfuck.. shit*

My breathing got harder as i realized

*FUCK  SHE WAS THERE*

"Gongyo! Breath!"

I held onto Mangjeol tight

"Fuck... she was there wasn't she.."

Mangjeol looked away

"MANGJEOL ANSWER ME!? WAS SHE THERE?!"

I stared to cry.. i started to punch him

"YOU TOLD ME SHE WAS DEAD... YOu tOld mE shE WaS DeAd... you.. you......"

I softly spoke

"...you told me........"

"Shhhhh i thought so too..... i thought she was dead and gone... unfortunately she's alive..."

Hic*

"what?"

Mangjeol smiled

"Nothing just saying how i thought she was dead too..."
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BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAYY PRESENT FIR YOUUUUUUUUU MY BABYYYYYYYYYY PUMPKIIIIIIIIIIN also veryyyy sorry for long break i forgot this thing existed