TW: Graphic description.
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Minho and Jisung's heads snapped to look at the judge. The younger was squeezing his boyfriend's hand tightly, heart beating fast for the verdict.
"Though they have taken into account the possibility of the things Jisung says Eun did, there is no concrete proof. In the end, you still killed him, and Minho stilled committed atrocious crimes." His heart broke at what the man said, knowing that was it.
He was going to jail. His life was over. He would never see Minho again. Once he got out of jail, would the elder still love him? Would he be able to get a job? Would he be able to do anything?
"I hereby sentence both of you to life in jail. Lee Minho will be going to isolation and will be having a psychotic evaluation. Han Jisung, you will go to the nearby men's jail. Dismissed."
He froze and tears started to fall down his face. Around him, people started to stand and leave the room, but he didn't register it. A hand pulled his, but he didn't move, absorbed in his own thoughts.
It wasn't until the elder moved directly in front of him and lifted handcuffed hands to cup his face and swipe away his tears that he broke his gaze from the judge's seat. Jisung focused on his eyes, confused not to see an ounce of fear, or worry.
"It's okay. We'll be okay. You'll be okay." His soft words did little to comfort the boy. He studied his face in silence instead, taking in every little thing. He couldn't forget him. He wouldn't let himself.
"Jisung, sweetheart, I need you to focus for me." His gentle words flowed through the air, weaved their way around the younger's invisible barrier of fear and sadness, and into his ears, barley registering in his brain.
But he nodded slightly as an officer walk over. He grabbed the boy's hands, and he soon felt cold metal around his wrists.
"We have to go now and get changed before being shown to our cells." Minho said as he dropped his hands and interlocked their fingers. Jisung nodded again and started getting dragged out the room.
His feet were heavy, and his shoulders slumped. He tried not to think about the daunting reality he was being faced with. Could he live with it? Could he live without Minho? No. Never.
The floor beneath his feet changed from wood to tiles as they were guided out. He kept his head down, blurry gaze concentrated on the ground as they moved. Suddenly the officer's hand on his shoulder seemed to be pulled off.
He heard grunting and looked up just as Minho was wrapping his cuffed wrists around a policeman's neck and slamming his face into his knee. Jisung's eyes went wide as he watched other officers try and attack the elder.
He swiftly squatted down and kicked one of their feet, sending him tumbling down. Another, he slammed into the wall by his neck strong enough for a loud crack to echo through the room. The boy stood there, looking around frantically for a way to help or even to figure out what was going on.
Minho pulled a knife from one of the dead guy's pockets and quickly turned around, stabbing the blade into an officer's eye as he ran to attack him. The elder quickly overpowered him, standing and pushing him to his knees with the weapon still embedded in his skull.
The man held the part of the blade still sticking out as blood dripped down his face and hands. His scream caused the younger to cover his ears in an attempt to block out the dreadful noise. With one last push, his boyfriend shoved the rest of knife into his face and pulled it out, letting the limp body fall to the floor.
Multiple officers around ran away after seeing the act as Minho stood up and wiped some of the blood that had splattered on his face, accidently smearing it over his cheek instead. His hands were coated in gloves of blood, a mixture of other's and his own from where the handcuffs dug into his skin.
Jisung scrambled to a body as the elder got ready to face more policeman. He quickly searched the man's pockets until he pulled out a set of keys. The boy fumbled to unlock his handcuffs as the fight started in front of him.
The officers were quickly overpowered by Minho, soon all laying on the ground. The younger was able to unlock his handcuffs and drop them to the floor as arms wrapped around him from behind.
He yelped and hurriedly threw the keys to his boyfriend before he was abruptly pulled to his feet and cold metal was held to his neck. He shifted his face to see a policeman he recognized from the courtroom.
Minho turned and froze when he saw his boyfriend being held captive by an officer who had slipped from his grasp. Jisung's gaze flicked to the keys on the floor and the elder looked to. He slowly picked them us as the younger slid his arm up to hold onto the other's wrist.
The policeman was too distracted with watching the elder's movements to notice a foot moving behind his leg. In a moment he was twisted on the ground, Jisung straddling him and the knife in his hand twisted to his neck.
His breathing quickened as his eyes locked onto the point that was slowly being pushed to his skin. His eyes grew wide and scared as the blade finally made contact with his skin, arms aching from pushing against the boy.
It slowly entered his skin, pushing past the layers as blood poured out. The man screamed as the searing pain tore through his neck. His painful yells didn't last long as just moments after his head lolled to the side.
Jisung pushed himself up and walked to the elder who took his hand and started pulling him to the exit of the building. Yelling could be heard as they left. The elder lead them past a garden, stopping for a second to pull out a blood covered packet of matches.
"Where did you get that from?" The younger asked as he lit one.
"I stole it from an officer. He doesn't need it anymore." He flicked the lit match into a bush, watching as it burst into flames that quickly travelled to the rest of the hedges. Both looked over as multiple alarmed policemen rushed out the courthouse, pointing at them.
Minho started running, dragging Jisung along with him as they bolted down the streets.
"Where are we going?" The younger asked after a couple minutes of running down the same streets as they were followed.
"Somewhere they will never find us."
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