Yours (Taekook)

chapter 1🍀

It was a dark night. A boy with cinnamon hair was running. He was running without any care of anything like his life was dependent on it. He was pantibg and his body was giving up. He was now lacking the physical strength but his heart wasn't giving up, his mindset can't be that easy right now. He has to be strong, he has to be in sone safe place for himself.

Where can he find himself a safe place? He doesn't even know any region around. His tears started to pour down and he now felt his legs giving up. He doesn't want this, he wasn't going to let it go. All his efforts from last 2 month, just can't go in vain right now.

"E.. eomma.. I can't anymore "

He said and gave up. He sniffed while sitting on the road that was all empty but only he knew that this soon gonna be crowded and he was again going to go to that hell. Like he thought, the siren of police car was soon heard and he looked back. He gulped hard and stood up. He was now shaking all the way but this is the last time he will try.

"Y... You can't stop now..."

He said to himself and now ran again. He ran as fast as he could but seeing the vehicle coming closer to him, he was loosing his hope. He looked around ehke running and now turned to the left side. He sat down behind the tree and saw all the car driving to the same direction. He stood up and ran from there to the opposite dure tion of the vehicle. He ran as far as he could and when he finally felt that he was very far from them, he stopped. He looked around the road and it was all isolated.

He sniffed and started to walk armeay now. He was just walking until he felt that the cars were now coming to the same direction. Yet he again positioned himself to run. He tried to run again but this time he bumper into a hard chest.

He looked up in fear. He looked at thecperson who had a straight face abdwas looking or more like staring at him.

"H.. help me..."

Was all he could say right now. He fell down on the leg of the person and started to shed tears while holding his leg.

"H.. help me.. i... I don't wanna go.."

"Who are you.. Mr. Cinnamon?"

That was the genuine question asked by that man. He looked really annoyed by his presence and seeming to hate everything right now. The crying boy was now loosing his all hope to get saved because the person already found cold.

"I.... I'll tell you about these all b.. but take me away from here. I don't want to go there."

"Why should I help you?"

That man asked and this helpless boy know that this man mean. He now gritted his teeth and stood up. Why in this world everyone just see money?

"Say a yes or no!! Don't do drama cause I have no time for that!!!"

He said and started to walk away from there. He soon heard the car sound getting louder and he gave up. He looked back at the person and said..

"F.. fine.. whatever you say... J.. just save me. Take me away from here."

The cinnamon boy requested the man with raven hair. He was looking at him with hope and to his luck, the man too now turned to him.

"As you say.."

He said and walked to the boy. He held him in his arms and pinned him to the tree on left. He took off his jacket and whispered in a low voice.

"Throw your shoes.."

"Ha... Han?"

"Hear me out you cinnamon head."

The boy gulped down his saliva and nodded. He push his omshies off and kicked thenaway from there. He now saw the nan covering both of them with the jacket. The small boy with cinnamon head koked at him with confusion. He felt this unknown man hands on his waist and they stayed like that.