His Killdom

Lost

"One pack of gum." Beep.
"One pack of potato chips." Beep.
"One pack of sanitary nap-" the boy behind the counter stopped as his cheeks turned red. The girl squirmed uncomfortably. She quickly slams a few bills, grabs her grocery bag and heads out of the convenient store without taking the cash receipt.

"Hey! Miss! You forgot to take the receipt!" Baekhyun jumps over the counter and follows her out only to find out that she was already gone. "Tchk!" He sighed. The night was cold. He pull the hood over his head and shove his hands in the pocket.

As he was about to head back in, his ears picked up a strange noise. Something or someone was being thrown against a garbage can. The sound of a metal rod being dragged on the ground before hitting someone. "Aaargh!" A shrill cry. It was as if someone was getting a good beating. "Stop it!" He heard the voice again. It was coming from the alley behind the convenient store.

His instincts were telling him to go and check it out but then how could he abandon the store? He can't get fired again. He clenched his teeth and with a heavy heart he walked back in.

"That's enough. Bring him here." Choi Hyung Tae, the gang leader commanded and his underlings grabbed Taehyung's hair to lift his bloody-mess of a body from the wet ground and tossed him at their leader's feet. Taehyung was barely conscious.

Choi Hyung Tae bent down only to stare pitifully at the brunette boy. "Tsk tsk tsk! You're done for, boy. I don't like ruining a pretty face such as yours but what to do? You leave us with no choice." He grabbed his chin and lifted it, peering into his face. His lips were busted open, eyes blue and purple, swollen and bruised up. "Didn't I give you enough time to pay back the money your father loaned from us?"

The boy's eyes kept rolling up as he struggled to keep his focus on the ugly face infront of him. Even in his state of stupor he was disgusted by Choi Hyung Tae's stinky breath.

"Answer me, f*cker!" Taehyung managed a nod. "Where is my money then? WHERE IS MY MONEY?!" The red liquid was oozing out of the boy's mouth. He coughed some of his teeth out. He then looked at the leader's disgusting face and whispered something. "Huh?" The black haired man leaned in. "F*ck you." The boy said. Choi Hyung Tae furiously looked at him. He could see a faint smile on Taehyung's face.

Then all hell broke loose.

"Make him stand!" The infuriated leader commanded and when the boy was made to stand, Choi Hyung Tae smashed an elbow into the side of the boy's skull, the soft spot high on the temple. Taehyung absorbed the trauma, swallowing the pain, then kicked his way slowly back to the surface. He then got a boot in the stomach.
"Again!"
"Again!"
"AGAIN!"

Finally he held Taehyung's hair in one hand, got his other hand into his crotch. He then put his shoulder into him and lifted him off the ground and slammed him down on a garbage can. The boy grunted, and went limp. "Get my money ready by tomorrow. I can't wait any longer."

When the thugs were gone, Taehyung slowly, painstakingly opened his eyes and lay in the dark alley with his mouth open. He took a deep breath. It hurt his ribcage. He slowly exhaled and inhaled again. His head swam. He stayed that way for a bit, his eyes focused a little better. He suddenly felt his stomach tighten and he threw up, which hurt his ribs some more.

Before passing out, he saw a lean figure approaching him.