Bad Boys Bring Heaven To You

Jeongcheol 45

Seungcheol was baffled, "Wait- what?!"

"Yes." Mingyu looked at him with wary eyes, "And not just killed, brutally killed I must say. It was like someone had smashed those heavy fire extinguisher thing on his face and then I don't really know how but managed to break every single bone in his body just fine."

"......."

Though Seungcheol was taken aback hearing that, Jeonghan on the other hand wasn't really that awake to adjust that statement. Mingyu was quite successful in making him sit back on the bed, but his eyes refused to be opened for more than mere three seconds.

Seungcheol knew he wasn't listening anything. Infact with his eyes closed, the man was practically swinging while dozing off. Sometimes his body would go a little forward, and with a little sudden jerk, it would get back at being straight. Overall, the man never opened his eyes to begin with.

Seungcheol sweared his heart almost came out of his chest when in between his drowsiness, Jeonghan lost his balance and was about to fall forword. His arms leapt out to catch him, and within seconds, Jeonghan was in his hold, his head now resting on his shoulders while Seungcheol made an attempt to wake him up.

"Han, wake up."

It was fruitless though, cause his voice was too soft for someone to take him seriously.

When Jeonghan hummed in response while rubbing his face on his shoulders, Mingyu scoffed from side, his face displaying the utter disbelief that he felt towards the oldest, "Hyung, it's not the time for princess treatment. Do you even know what the whole prison is saying? They literally believe we killed him, for real!"

"Who got killed?" Jeonghan finally opened his eyes, but his head still rested against Seungcheol's shoulders. He more than often did not really understand what was going on, and Seungcheol really couldn't blame him at this point.

But Mingyu's patience was as thin as an air for the day, "Your fucking ass grabber!"

"......."

The eyes, they widened in horror, and the next second, Jeonghan sat straight, "How- When did that even happen?!"

"I don't know exactly, but probably yesterday, when the lights went off."

"The fuck?!"

Seungcheol could see Mingyu was kind of satisfied with that reaction, and as he was, his tired shoulders slumbed down and he adjusted himself in between the two olders, "You all don't even know how bad it is outside. People are literally terrified."

"Of what? Jeon Wonwoo?" Mingyu was all of sudden taken aback with that name, specially when Seungcheol scoffed after commenting at his statement, "There is no one else who can do this other than him. And he has reasons as well, that man touched you, like you, i would have been more surprised if i didn't get to hear something like that in morning."

Mingyu, surprisingly enough, went silent over that matter.

As he sat in between them so it was easier for Seungcheol to look at Mingyu, and he could conclude that the statement did not make him feel any better. Even Jeonghan caught that silence as nothing but weird, "What happened?" He asked.

Mingyu on the other hand just shook his head, "He must be fond of troubles to do like that." The taller sighed, and the next second, he looked up, mainly at nothing, "I didn't ask for it, did i?"

Seungcheol's hands involuntarily went towards his side, patting his back a little to strengthen him up, "So, they don't exactly know who killed him by now, Do they?"

"No," Mingyu's voice was low, "The investigation officer is yet to come. But the main pointed fingers are on our side, me, you, Jeonghan Hyung and Wonwoo."