ᴼᵁᴿ ᵀᴵᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ~|ᴴʸᵁᴺᴸᴵˣ~|

80

TW ⚠️: Violence, millions of swearing, death. Read at your own risk.

Hyunjin grunted as he finally gained consciousness. His eyes gently fluttered open, and the ache from his head was the first to immediately greet him. His head has been pressing against the horn for the whole time and once he pulled his head away, the noise stopped.

It was dark, pitch blank everywhere. He couldn't see shit. He tried turning their headlights on to see where they currently were but to his misfortune, it's not working.

"Fuck this s-shit. Yongbok-ah, are you *COUGH* *COUGH* okay?" The older one asked. However, he obtained no response. It drove him to the highest peak of worry thinking Yongbok was badly hurt.

'FUCK! WAS HE SEVERELY INJURED?! WHY IS HE NOT ANSWERING?! OH GOD PLEASE NO. NOT MY ANGEL!'

He fumbled on his pants, looking for his phone. He was able to grope it so he hastily took it out, turning the flashlight on. He turned it to his side to check Yongbok and as he pointed the torch towards it...

"The fuck?! YONGBOK?! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The seat was empty. The person who used to sit there was missing.

If Hyunjin was already worried, now he's skyrocketing himself to losing his sanity.

"YONGBOK! WHERE ARE YOU, YONGBOK?!" He yells, thinking that Yongbok was probably only around the corner and got out to seek help from potential passersby. He decided to attempt dialing his phone.

While he finds where the noise is coming from, Hyunjin was hoping Yongbok would also be there - hitting two birds with one stone.

"YONGBOK!" "YONGBOK-AH, WHERE ARE YOU?" He was searching every single corner he could get to find Yongbok but the fact that he's weak and his head stings so bad is not helping his current situation. But Yongbok's safety is way beyond crucial. He couldn't afford losing him or acknowledging that he's suffering from pain.

He kept calling Yongbok's phone to track the sound, and the tune was becoming louder the more he steps further.

And finally, he tracked the source of the noise. He found the phone lying on the mud, ringing and buzzing on the soiled ground.

But still, no Yongbok was found around the area.

He picked up the phone and sobbed, the hope inside his heart was flickering and withering out. He hugged the phone despite of how dirty it was, he gave zero fucks. If there's one person that can help him out of this misery other than Yongbok, it's Sam.

"Sam? What should I do? I'm scared. I can't find Yongbok and I don't know where he went. I need your help." Hyunjin squatted down to gain some strength, catching his breath. However, he received nothing from his other identity. "Sam? Samuel? Hey, where the fuck are you? I need you here. Are you sleepi-"

*RING* *RING*

Seeing the caller ID, Hyunjin answered the phone and weeped in strong guilt of what he have done. "Hyunjin?"

"H-Hyung."

"What the- Are you crying? What's going on? Where are you guys?"

"H-Hyung. O-Our car c-crashed."

"WHAT?! ARE YOU GUYS OKAY?! WHERE ARE YOU?! SEND YOUR LOCATION!"

"I-I'm not f-fine. I'm lost. I'm in the middle of the woods around here at Yeongji mount. I don't know what to d-do. The car is not working anym-"

"Wait wait. You keep on saying "I". Where is Yongbok?"

That only made Hyunjin cry harder. "I-I d-don't know. He's l-lost, hyung. He's m-missing when I woke up. I-I don't know w-where he w-went."