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"What brings you back to Korea, Fan?" She asked him in a cheerful voice, setting a glass of wine in front of him and sat across the coffee table on one of the couches in the room. She had poured some tea for herself, and was not surprised that he had asked her for alcohol so early in the day.
Yifan looked around the living room for a moment, yearning for everything that was there, to the smallest detail. On one of the shelves rested a wedding photo--Hani and Junmyeon with their arms around each other, sharing their first kiss as a married couple. Yifan didn't go to their wedding, despite the couple pleading for him to attend and the fact that he had been chosen as Junmyeon's best man. It stung to much to think about, let alone actually attend.
Next to it was another picture. This one much older, of three teenagers standing together happily. Junmyeon and Yifan with Hani in between them. It had been from around the time when they had been friends for the first few months, before both boys decided that they were in love with Min Hani.
"Business." Yifan replied plainly to her question after what seemed like an eternity.
"I thought you were still mad at Jun and I. You didn't even come to our wedding, and it was such an important moment for us." She said with a sorrowful sigh, remembering the way they begged him to attend. He promised that he would, but when the day came he never showed up. It was the very same day that he left the pack, with five of their main members taking his side. Last she had heard about him, he started his own mob with the members that followed him and held steady illegal businesses in China. Both Yifan and Junmyeon knew that she had always felt guilty for tearing their friendship apart. But neither of them blamed her. Instead they blamed each other for it.
The leader of The Coven gave a shake of his head. "I was deadly pissed at Jun, but not you. Never at you."
"Jun still misses you." Hani told him, bringing the porcelain cup to her lips for a sip. Yifan subtly rolled his eyes at her words, but she didn't notice him. He didn't think Junmyeon ever even cared about their friendship when he took Hani from him. As she placed her cup of tea back down on the coffee table, she continued, "You're his bestfriend, Yifan. You're like a brother to him. I think you two should talk."
"That friendship is broken." Yifan said with a sigh.
"If you would just try--"
"No, Hani." Yifan said, a bit more firmly. Normally his tone with her was very gentle. But talking about Junmyeon--her husband--made his blood boil. Sucking in a deep breath, he decided to cut the small talk. Leaning back on the couch where he sat, he informed her, "Your husband owes me money from his gambling at my casino. A lot of it. And I want it back as soon as possible."
She shook her head in denial. "How does he still owe you? He took the money from our emergency safe just to pay off the debt."
"He used it to try to win his losses back, and he lost all of it." Yifan explained.
From the moment that Junmyeon started going to his casino, Yifan had him monitored. He was very lucky to have won the first couple of times, but as he continued going there, he started losing more and more money until he was heavily indebted to Yifan and his casino.
"He'll get the money for you, just give him some time." She pleaded for her husband, eyes suddenly watering up.
"There's no more time. I need that money now." Yifan responded with a slow shake of his head. "And you know what happens to people who can't pay up..." He trailed off. He didn't need to finish for her to know what the consequences would be. Growing up in a family like hers, she knew the way people like them dealt with things. Someone who couldn't repay a debt was killed to prove that no one could mess with the lender's mob.
In a heartbeat, Hani flung herself off her seat on the couch and onto her knees. She crawled herself to his feet and begged. "Don't kill Jun, you can't do that. I don't know how, but we'll get the money for you." She assured him, tears already streaming down her lovely face.
Yifan grinned, knowing that he had her right where he wanted her. In a voice that he tried to pass off as casual, he informed her, "I challenged him to a poker match and offered to clear the debt if he wins. He's the one who offered his head in exchange for the debt being cleared if he loses. I didn't give him an answer. I wanted to talk to you about it first, so that you'd know what he's planning and wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't come home one day. He probably wasn't planning on telling you, to spare your feelings."
Without even hesitating for a moment, she quickly shook her head, making an offer of her own. "Not him. Take me instead. I know you would make his end a miserable one because you're still poisoned against him. But if I take his place...I know you would never hurt me."
"Hani, you should think about this." He said.
Despite the fact that he was much closer to getting what he wanted, there was a part of him that ached because she was only choosing to go be the debt payer in the place of her husband. She loved him enough to decide to take his place because she preferred being unhappy over seeing his die. He would probably get her in the end, but she would always yearn for returning to her husband's side.
She shook her head, having already made her decision and she would stick to it until the end. "There's nothing to think about, Fan. My husband's business is my business. His problems are my problems. His debts become my debts too." She replied to his words, unwavering.
Yifan downed the rest of the wine in his glass with one gulp and got back on his feet.
"We're meeting up again tomorrow for the match that will literally define his life." He said, walking towards the front door. As he opened it, he looked over his shoulder at her, adding, "I expect to see you there too."
With that, he left the house.
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this is such a fun story to write. i think next im going to write one about exo being wolves or vampires or something. i know those are cliche and over done, but im a twlight fan, and i like those kinds of stories.
thank you all loads for reading this story and i really hope you are enjoying it.
have a wonderful week!
