Healing Scars

Ch: 2 Diseases & Drugs.

"What the fuck,Hoseok,where are you taking me?" Hyung complained,totally annoyed by the fact that he was in a dumpster-like place,but it was an emergency,I couldn't care less about his whims and fancies. Tracing my steps to where I was previously looking for spare parts for my makeshift skateboard i.e a wooden plank.
"See this.."I stopped and turned to look at him lazily making his way to where I was standing now.

"I swear if it is something stupid,I'll cut your b-MOTHER OF A SON."He cursed out loud,eyes widening to saucers,which was hard to imagine also,because Yoongi hyung had quite small eyes.

"what is this?!"He excalimed again,taking a few steps forward to observe my discovery,it was a boy,who seemed quite tall,curled up in a ball,scratches and wounds covered his otherwise flawless skin,his arm bleeding too. A pained look on his face,even if he was unconscious. Dirty clothes and black smudges painted his skin.

"it's called a boy and we need to help him." I replied,in an obvious tone. "fuck no."Came the immediate reply from hyung. I turned to look at him with a sad face, "how can you be so heartless? Look at him,poor guy,we can't leave him here to die,can we?" I exhaled audibly,of course, we had to help him,we had to reach out we couldn't just leave him there and for that if I had to all 'world-peace'-ish,I'd do it.

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he guy would die here,and I had enough people dying. I looked up to find hyung,with a somewhat strange yet familiar expression whilst staring at the boy in the ruins.
"Hyung?"I snapped him out of his daze,his eyelids fluttering in confusion and body shifting to find composture.

"uh-uh y-yeah..but we need to take consent from Namjoon too, you know"He replied,eyes shifting to that figure again. "For now,let's just take him home,yes?"I asked,with hope in my eyes. "fine."Came the reply and I grinned big.

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Namjoon was just filling up the last tank before closing up, he decided. Wondering where the two had gone,it was becoming late,the sky,a dark hue of pink.

"why the fuck so late?"He muttered under his breath,it had been five hours since they had gone to attend to that 'emergency',and well,no fucking word from them.

Just as NamJoon decided to go look for them himself, heard footsteps coming towards the gas station,bringing the faces to light.

"sorry,we are a bit late~"Hoseok said,as cheerful as ever.

Well,Namjoon was quite mad at them and with a swift turn and a death glare he faced the two

A bit? Do you realize it has been five h-what the fuck?! Why are you carrying a guy,Yoongi?!"

Namjoon was taken aback as his travelled to a slim boy snuggled up against Yoongi's chest.

"So..we can't help him?"

Hoseok,furrowed his eyebows,

worried.

"that's not what I meant..i-I was a bit taken aback,is he alive?"Namjoon took a few steps forward to look at the boy peacefully sleeping in his hyung's arms.

At this,Yoongi made sure to pull the boy as close to him as possible,somehow,he didn't like Namjoon's gaze on him.

"..let's take him to the motel,he can clean himself once he wakes up,for now let's just tend to his wounds,'kay?"Yoongi declared and the other two had to nod,agreeing.

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