Sweetheart (Minsung)

36. Shots Fired in an Empty Room

TW: Graphic description, swearing and insults

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Eun draws a gun, pointing it at Minho, and starts to walk towards the couple.

"Everyone leave!" All the customers seem to be startled from the sudden voice, but all start to run out of the building until it's empty. Minho points his gun at the other, glaring at him as he walks closer.

"Now, now. I don't want to deal with you today." He says, a smile growing on his face as he moves his gun to point at Jisung. His boyfriend's confidence falters after seeing the younger with a gun pointed at him.

"You're going to come with me, and nobody's going to get hurt." He places the gun to the youngest's forehead. "Step forward and follow me, and I won't shoot." His eyes grow wide, and he takes a step, moving his gaze to look at his boyfriend.

Minho is frozen, clockworks trying to figure out a plan in his head while his gun hangs lazily in the air. Jisung turns back, staring at his ex with a look that could kill. He knows he won't win a fight, but he also pretty sure that Eun wouldn't shoot him. He was more worried about the other.

He snatches the gun in his right hand, pulling it away and kicking his stomach. The elder goes stumbling backwards as Jisung throws the gun a few meters away. He looks up, still hunched over and holding his stomach, and charges, hitting his shoulder against the boy's stomach.

He runs forward, holding the other in a grip that he can't escape from. Jisung scratches at his back, desperately trying to escape his grip. He was being pushed backwards, stomach starting to hurt from the rough hit.

He gasps when he hits a wall, air escaping his lungs. Eun steps back, punching him in the face before he can recover his breath. The next hit gets caught by the boy, who twists him arm and pushes him to the ground. Jisung crawls on top of him, pinning him down and starting to punch him back.

He hits his face, chest, shoulder, neck, anywhere he can access. Eun tries to defend himself, dazed from all the attacks. When the younger takes a break, the elder knees him in the back. The boy yells in pain, the other able to grab him and roll them over. He elbows him in his stomach and watches as he writhes, trying to escape his grip.

From behind the elder, Jisung can see Minho, still standing with his gun pointed at Eun, trying to find a moment he can shoot him. Their eyes connect, and it seems that he snaps out of his trance, running over to the two.

Eun lands a punch before being dragged up from behind and thrown to the floor. The younger painfully sits up, holding his side as he watches. His boyfriend was wrestling with the elder on the ground, both trying to pound the other's head in.

He stands up, a loud hiss escaping his lips from the shooting pain in his body. By now, Minho was straddling Eun, just as the boy had before. He was choking him while Eun scratched at his hands. The noise Jisung made from standing caused both of their heads to turn to him.

The eldest seizes the opportunity and in an instant, they were flipped. He tried to punch the other, but his hands were caught. Eun was able to wrestle a hand from his grip, pulling it back to hit him. The youngest's eyes widened and he ran, as fast he could, and tackled him to the ground.

They slid for a moment before the elder grabs the gun previously thrown away that they were near and stands up. He drags the boy up with him, holding an arm around his neck from behind with the gun pressed to his temple and a victorious smile on his face.

Jisung's entire body ached, he could feel the bruises forming on his stomach and side. Blood smeared his face, some dry and crusty. The other two weren't looking any better, Eun being the worst. Minho stumbled a few meters in front of them, drawing his gun and pointing it at them with a death glare.