YOURS FOREVERMORE (finished)

30. NO TIME TO DIE (PT.2)

Beomgyu stared at the closed entrance door in front of him.
Taehyun had told him to stay in his apartment, but Beomgyu had left his bag in the abandoned building.
All of his stuff was inside.
His phone or his wallet.
His battery might had died and his wallet had been empty, but he still needed it back.
That were the only things he had.

He looked back at the window Taehyun had been standing at, when he had arrived last night.
The sun was shining right through it and made the brown parquet floor glow golden.
Beomgyu would be back in a few minutes.
He just wanted to get his bag back and Taehyun wouldn't even find out, that he went for something similar to a walk.

Beomgyu stepped out of the dirty hallway of the apartment complex, right onto the street he almost had left his life on.
In the daytime, it only looked half as threatening as it had last night.
Especially because he was alone now.
There was no self conscious teenager, ready to actually kill him.
Just him and the distant sound of traffic.

When he stepped outside of the building again, cleaning his bag from any dirt and dust, his eyes catched a small trail of blood on the ground.
It had already dried, so maybe it was his.
As his eyes followed the inconspicuous blood trail, it lead him to a small thing on the ground.
It was just a few meters away from the entrance, but into the complete opposite direction, than his blood trail should've lead him.

Beomgyu reached for the small thing on the ground and when he turned it around, he realized that it had been Hyeon's name tag and that the blood he had been following, wasn't his blood to begin with. Over the black written name had been some more blood splashes, that almost made it unreadable. When he looked at the broken wall, there had been a lot more blood than the few drops on the ground. The big splashes still looked a bit wet.
What had happened, when he passed out?

Beomgyu swallowed as he looked around.
He suddenly didn't feel as safe as he had before.
His gaze fell over to the wall he had been leaning on, after he had pushed Hyeon away from him.
It also had some blood splashes on it.
This time, definitely his.
He remembered how Taehyun had tried to help him up, but Hyeon interrupted and Taehyun had to let go of him again.
After that, his memories all were blurry or non-existent.

He looked back at the name tag and closed his hand around it.
Did Taehyun really fight against all 7 of them?
That wasn't possible.
No one would be able to survive that, but what about the bloody name tag then?
What happened to Hyeon or Insu?
Or their friends?
Taehyun had had a few wounds this morning.
His red knuckles and the bloody lip, but how could a high schooler win against them.

Beomgyu put the name tag in his pocket and went into the building again.
He didn't knew if he could trust him, but he had helped him out last night and brought him up into his apartment, so he just tried to ignore the uneasy feeling that got bigger the more he thought about it.

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Taehyun stepped back into his apartment.
He almost had fallen asleep in the bus as he drove back home.
After last night he hadn't slept much.
Besides the unfair fight, he also had to treat Beomgyu's wounds, before he would have lost even more blood.

Taehyun threw his bag into the corner next to the door and loosened the tie around his neck.
A deep sigh left his throat as he stared at the ceiling, trying to relax for a short moment.
When his gaze fell down into the room again, he immediately had noticed Beomgyu sleeping.