strawberry shortcake

62. failed responsibility

Hyunjin stretched his neck tiredly and sighed.

Their deals were hard lately. Since Jisung got shot a shit ton of shady things were happening.

It seemed as if everyone thought they could do anything since they were heavily weakened by their boss' injury. Even though Jisung was fine for the most part and working as he used to, the other gangs viewed them as a prey.

Although they had no trouble putting them to their place, it took a lot of energy and other new injuries to work their way up again and prove themselves.

"I think Han should step up. I'm tired of the disrespect." San huffed quietly to not wake up Wooyoung who was already fast asleep leaning on his shoulder. "I agree. Though I don't know how he would do that."

"Maybe he should kill someone again. Works perfectly every time." Seonghwa shrugged, texting away on his phone to Hongjoong who was worriedly waiting for him at home.

"He doesn't do that stuff anymore. He's got plenty of blood on his hands already." Hyunjin muttered.

"Can't you encourage him to do something? I'm tired of getting my ass kicked." Jongho groaned, leaning his head against the window. As he moved, Wooyoung who was squeezed between him and San stirred in his sleep and with a dissatisfied whimper pressed closer to his lover, almost laying on him fully now.

"Jongho lower your voice, don't wake him, you know he's barely got any sleep." He hissed towards the younger Choi and carefully wrapped his arm around Wooyoung's waist to hug him.

"Sorry, didn't mean to." Muttering the apology, Jongho went back to pressing a clean t-shirt to a cut on his upper arm that was still oozing blood. He was looking forward to finally showering and having Yeosang stitch him up once again.

He could already picture the angelic face of his scrunching up from distress at the wounds.

Everyone felt uneasy with the events that were happening around. Having numerous people hurt everyday meant trouble despite their enemies having suffered more consequences.

A crease formed between Hyunjin's brows as he frowned while staring at his phone. He could have sworn there were new messages and missed calls from Yongbok, but once he opened their chat everything disappeared. He tried restarting his phone but it didn't work either.

Finally he put it down to fully focus on the empty road leading to the mansion and sighed upon the lack of energy he had. He's never been more excited to go to sleep.

In a while he reached the big house and sighed in relief. He gathered his things and opened the door, leaving the engine running. "Thank you for today, you all did good despite the injuries. Get home safe and say hi to the others from me. Jongho try not to bleed out." He chuckled at the last sentence earning their grins in responses. They bid their goodbyes and Hyunjin left.

Seonghwa, sitting in the passenger seat turned his head to the back. "San, you drivin'?"

"No, Wooyoung's sleeping on me." The man opposed softly as if his reason for declining was the most obvious thing.

"Just put his head on Jongho." Seonghwa tried to argue quietly, really not in the right shape for driving all the way to their home.

However Jongho's face scrunched up in disgust upon the offer and he shook his head. "Ew no, what if he tries to kiss me again?" The oldest rolled his eyes at his friends arguing like little kids and with a heavy sigh went to the drivers seat to drive himself. What else was there left to do? They needed to get home preferably as soon as possible to get some proper sleep.