Story With No Plot

Guns

When two people in the same gang fight, it ends with one or both dead. Those are the rules. When Jinyoung and Jaebum held their fists up towards eachother, Jackson saw. That's where they were now. A gun with a single bullet in each of their hands. "Friends fight all the time, but in this gang we are a family. If you choose not to live with them anymore, kill them. You could both change your mind, or one of you. But we do not fight eachother here." The leader eyes both of the boys who held their guns up, many emotions showed in their eyes and facial expressions, all except one. "What's it gonna be?"
The two held their ground. Hearts racing. Not knowing what the other was thinking was the scariest thing ever.

'what if he doesn't change his mind and shoots me?' They both thought. All eyes were on them and Jinyoung wanted nothing more than to embrace his friend in a hug. Jaebum wanted to comfort his friend and apologize.

"You guys are friends, are you gonna let a fight end one of your lives?" Jaebum's gun lowered a bit. "I've seen how close you guys are. But I'm telling you now fighting will get you nowhere. Now is your chance to back out, either drop your guns or shoot." He spoke, tone holding power yet was softer than usual.

Jinyoung threw his gun down and tears started falling. Jaebum dropped his and ran to his best friend. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

"I-I forgive you Bu-Bummy." They could feel each other 's heart beating out of their chests as they sat holding on to eachother. "T-thanks for not s-shooting."

"You should have killed me, I was wrong..." He wiped his tears and held the younger closer.

"I would never."

IDK what this is but it popped in my head, if anyone wants to write a book for this feel free to do so.