Dark days (Yusol fanfic)

Hansol's house

Once both men got into Hansol's car, Hansol went into the drivers seat while Yuta went into the passengers seat. As the car started up and Hansol started driving away from the building, he started an awkward conversation. "So I'm guessing by your name, you're Japanese?" 

"Yeah" Yuta answers in a short reply. 

"When did you lean Korean, you're really good at speaking it. If your name wasn't Yuta and I didn't know you, I would have thought you were Korean." Hansol asks, impressed on Yuta's Korean.

"I learned Korean two years ago when I came to Korea, doing other unofficial business." Yuta explains, still looking outside the window. 

"Unofficial business, what do you mean by that?" Hansol repeats in a question.

"You don't need to know about that." Yuta responds, sounding annoyed. "Just to let you know, I'm actually not allowed in Korea, so we'll have some fun if we see the police and if they ever ask for my identification." Yuta explains in a calm tone like nothing was wrong.

"Y-You're not allowed in Korea, what the heck did you do that was so bad to not you allow into the country?!" Hansol asks in shock, taking a quick glance at Yuta before having his eyes back on the road. 

"You don't need to know about the backstory. What's your position in your gang anyway, what do you do?" Yuta asks, looking at Hansol, waiting for an answer. 

Hansol continued to look forward and answers "well I'm either a lookout or a fighter..." 

"They put me to live with a fighter?!" Yuta asks to himself, sounding more annoyed and a bit disappointed. 

"Yah, what's that suppose to mean?! What gang are you from and what's your position!?" Hansol asks, sounding more offended and angry. 

"I'm Japanese, isn't obvious what gang I'm from? I'm the right hand man for the Yakuza gang." Yuta explains in a calm tone. 

"R-R-Right hand man!? Yakuza gang?!" Hansol repeats, his eyes opened wider and he looked at Yuta for a split second with the same shocked expression on his face. "I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be rude to you earlier!" Hansol says in an apologetic way, trying to sound nice. 

"You're annoying me, shut up" Yuta says, picking his ear because of Hansol's 'annoying' voice. 

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Hansol says in a quick response, looking forward with a straight face which was trying to hide his intimidated expression. 

Once they got to Hansol's house, Hansol went to the trunk of the car and started pulling out Yuta's suitcases for him. "Your family is awake, the light is on." Yuta points out, walking to the back of the car where Hansol was. 

"I see, I'll walk in with you, don't worry about it. You grab the last bag and I'll grab these two" Hansol says, grabbing two suitcases himself. 

Yuta grabbed a hold of one suitcase and closed the trunk. Once the trunk was closed they walked over to the house and Hansol knocked on the door. "Eomma, open the door my hands are full!" Yuta exclaims in a yell. 

"Aish this kid, why can't you put something down and open the door yourself?!" Hansol's mother calls back, walking to the door and opening it for him. She had an angry expression on her face, but once she noticed Yuta was there, her angry expression turned into a smile. "Oh, you must be who's staying with us" she asks in a polite smile.

"I am" Yuta replies in a short answer, going inside after Hansol did. 

"Your room is upstairs to the right, Hansol will show you where you're staying. After you're done unpacking you can come downstairs and eat. We just finished having dinner so you're welcome to have as much as you want. We have a lot of leftovers." Hansol's mother explains in a smile as Yuta came entering the house.