Ying&Yang °•Minsung•°

2.

"What do you mean I can't come home!? Felix, stop playing around. This guy is seriously injured, he needs Changbin right now"

Minho was saying, anger building in his chest.

He had brought the rescued to one of The Strays' safe havens near by and called for backup: he was still unconscious after all and he couldn't bring an unconscious person on the bus.

But that phone call hadn't gone as he had expected.

"Then we'll send Changbin there, I don't know dude" said a nervous Felix from the speaker:

"Chan said we can't bring him here yet"

"But that makes absolutely no sense I-"

"That's what the boss said" Felix repeated, trying to get the blame off him.

Minho sighed.

He trusted Chan with his life but at least he felt he deserved an explaination.

"Pass Chan the phone"

"But-"

"Felix."

The younger let out a shakey breath.

"Ok..."

A few minutes later Minho heared his mentor's voice.

"Minho. I was busy."

Minho felt a wave of rage at that but as usual, he kept it at bay.

"It'll be quick, no worries. Why can't I just bring him home?"

Chan sighed.

"You'll never learn to just follow orders, will you?"

A moment of silence.

"I saw something yesterday"

Minho's eyes widened.

"Oh. Is it bad?"

"Yes. That's why I insisted on sending you to the scene."

"I don't understand..."

"I'm afraid the young man you rescued is also the one who caused all that damage."

Minho's words froze in his throat.

Instantly he searched the other with his eyes: sleeping like that, he looked like an angel.
His body was still full of dust, instead his cheeks had been cleaned carefully by Minho himself just a little earlier. With that soft hair and heart shaped lips...

"Him??" Minho exclaimed, shocked:
"You mean to tell me that this kid killed his parents??"

"Yes. I'm afraid so."

Chan's visions were never wrong.

And yet...

Minho's brain just couldn't grasp such a concept.

"It's because I can nullify, right? That's why you sent me"

"Yes. My instinct told me there would be no other way."

"So what?? Should I be touching him at all times? You know my power doesn't work otherwise..."

"This isn't exactly <<quick>>, Minho."

He just groaned in annoyance.

"Just tell me what to do, will you?"

"Wait until he wakes up. See what happens. If things go overboard, restrain him. If they don't, still restrain him. Then bring him home."

"See? Wasn't that hard" Minho pouted.

Chan let out a small laugh from the other line:
"Guess you're right."

"Thank you"

"Be home safe."

Were Chan's last words, then the line was cut.

Minho slipped his phone in his pocket and pinched his nose bridge.

"Great. So apparently this guys is a criminal and I'm stuck here alone with him- Just lovely."

As he sat down on the floor next to the couch where the other was resting he tried to convince himself of this reality. Some part of him still couldn't.

There and then the murderer let out a gasp and got up violently.

Minho reacted in a second, jumping far away from him, to the other side of the room, hands up in a combat stance.

"Goodmorning." he stated carefully.

The young man looked at him, confused.

"Wh- what's going on?? Where am I?? Who are you??"

His head flopped in his hands as he mumbled:
"I've just had the most awful nightmare..."

"You've been rescued from a disaster site" Minho explained, keeping his voice neutral:
"I'm here to help"

The other boy's eyes widened in horror:
"Disaster site...? What are you talking about!?"

"Does he not remember?"

Minho frowned.

"This is going to be harder than I had anticipated"

"Yes. Your house was destroyed. We still don't know what happened." Minho lied.

When he did, he found himself sounding so much like Chan...

"My house..." the young man was now trembling:

"Was it not a dream after all...?" he mumbled, voice breaking.

He turned to Minho, looking so so fragile:
"Wh- what happened to my family? I had a mum...a dad..."

Minho's lips pressed into a line.

The other seemed to understand.

His fingers dug into his cheeks, nails breaking the skin in multiple places:

"No..." he breathed.

His pupils shook.

Then his eyes started changing color.

"What the hell is going on now!?" Minho thought.

"NOOOOOO!!" the young man screamed.

Then chaos unleashed.

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