WARM UP WITH SUNG JIN-WOO

Cockroaches

Jin-Woo was not afraid of anything, not after having become the strongest in the world.

Fear of being stabbed in the back?

They couldn't even get close before even thinking about it.

That's why when Jin-Ah asked him if there was anything that scared him, he didn't know what to answer.

It had been strange, his whole life he had been two things, either too worried about an uncertain future in which he had to fend for himself and take care of his sister or worry now about keeping everyone safe and avoiding a disaster.

Currently waiting for Jin-Chul and Thomas André, it had been decided that both hunters would keep each other company to clean some doors now that they had settled their differences.

So, there he was, waiting patiently for the smug American man who had recently given him some daggers and, don't take this the wrong way, he likes the guy, the only thing he can't stand is the way he flirts so much. shamelessly, yes, it's not like he was an idiot, he is dense and sometimes those things get over his head, but come on, HOW COULD HE AVOID FEELING THAT LOOK AT HIS BUTT?

May the Lord have mercy on his soul if one day he dares to take it to something more, HE would not hesitate to break his face.

Jin-Woo sighed frustrated, he had already been waiting for half an hour and nothing, what the hell were those two doing?

Wait... he better not thought about it.

his mental health first.

He rested his body in a better way on the transport boxes that were waiting outside with him, he was not allowed to enter without the supervision of Jin-Chul or the idiot André so he resigned himself. What difference did it make if he stayed outside? He could wait.

About twenty minutes later, the sound of the car arriving at the place woke him up. He had fallen asleep in a not comfortable position with his back torn to pieces by the boxes.

He personally greeted them, raising one hand in greeting while the other brought it to his face to gently rub his eyes. He was tired. How long had it been since he rested?

Ah... Rest, yes, it would be good to rest.

He adjusted his clothes, black sweatpants and a loose black t-shirt, black sneakers and a slightly fluffy jacket because of the coolness of the place, yup, if he was going to end up with a door in André's company, he could at least be comfortable and let him do all the work. .

Calmly, he approached the other two, noticing how they still looked slightly passionate, ugh, this was something he hated, well... Not really, but knowing that who you sleep with also sleeps with whoever wants to fuck you, it's something. ... Uncomfortable.

He ignored the strange feeling of all that and preferred to continue with the protocol.

They exchanged a few words and that's it, they grabbed a couple of weapons and that's it.

Inside the door everything looked strange, it looked like walls of mud, the shoes stuck to the floor and the air felt hot and stinking, he would say it was like a swamp.

They continued forward, struggling more than anything to pass over the sticky ground that stained their clothes with a lumpy, sulfur-scented substance.

In the background, small strange sounds caught his attention, they were like insect calls that reminded him of Beru immediately.

One of the shadows came out without being called and flew ahead, hitting hard a strange surface that resembled a honeycomb.

The sound stopped and immediately hundreds of things shot out from within.

Jin-Woo's eyes widened, his breath began to fail and his legs trembled before he screamed when he saw one of those things approaching him.

If again, Jin-Ah asked him, "What are you afraid of?"

He would definitely tell the damn strange door that brought mutant cockroaches.

He threw his body against André's and didn't know more, if they made fun of him, what did it matter, if he had looked pathetic, he didn't care.

The only thing he was grateful for was not having to enter a place like that again.

When he regained all his senses they were already outside, the door slowly closing and he in Beru's arms.

The dismayed looks of Jin-Chul and André did not go unnoticed, he lowered his gaze to the ground and with a tinge on his cheeks he spoke.

-Not a word about this, you two-

André's laughter caught everyone's attention, as well as the force with which Jin-Chul's face transformed from a smile to a neutral face, avoiding laughing out loud.

No one knew what had happened, but it had been a surprise to see the strongest in the world emerge in the arms of his deadest shadow completely KO.

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This book's edicated to 195Seojoon thanks for alwasy supporting me and believeing in me <3