When there were you and I ~ a 707/Luciel/Saeyoung x MC story

Chapter 30

She hugged him from behind, before going back into the kitchen. She'd explained most of everything to him. How Rika had come to her those many years ago, asking her to live with her, to be her loyal little pet, how Sarah had refused. It had something to do with who her parents were. How she'd threatened to take her away by force, but the old lady she lived with protected her, as legally she was the guardian. How the whole neighbourhood blew up the next day. Rika had told her that it was her fault, that she'd killed everyone. He'd offered to find her parents but she said she didn't want to know. It was easier for her this way. She would hold him randomly, feed him, remind him to stretch. It was a good life.

The ringing of a phone distracted him. He looked up and saw that she had already answered it. "WHAT?!", he heard her yell. She scooted over to him with a look on her face of shock and surprise. Her phone was on speaker and he listened in. "One of the old folks whacked him on the head and knocked him out cold. He was asking for a 'Sarah'."

~Sarah POV~

You felt the color drain out of you and you looked over at Saeyoung, who had paled. "Describe him to me?", you said weakly. "Urm.. Tall. The kids say he kinda looks like your husband, but with pinkish hair. His eyes are weirdly greenish-bluish- I don't know. He's got some weird colouring that's running out on his right arm that looks like an eye." "We'll be right there. Don't let him out of your sight. He's not dangerous but tie him down. Thank you Cheeno!", you said, throwing Saeyoung's shoes at him, and putting yours on.

And with that you grabbed Saeyoung and started running out the front door. "Saeran is here?" "Apparently so," you replied." But that means we need to be very careful. We don't know what it means, if he found us and if it's a trap or if he escaped Mint Eye. Either way, let's go get our family back." You didn't even realise the things you were saying. All you could think of were Saeran and Saeyoung. Your two boys. Together. Was your dream coming true? Or was it going to unravel?

As you ran, you couldn't believe the days you'd had. So much had happened. But with him so much always happened. The whole of the past week had been.. more.. Just more. More colourful. More meaningful. More life. More - love.. You wanted to tell him that you loved him over and over again. That more than anything in the world, you wanted him by your side. When you'd opened up, you expected to hear the most cliché' things, like 'That's alright. We'll get through it' 'You're stronger. I'll always support you. I'm here for you'

You'd expected that after a while, he'd shut down again and move away. But he'd stayed. You'd opened up and he listened. More than you thought he would. And now you were his. Or so you wanted to believe. And now you were hearing about Saeran. You were moving closer to some smaller huts. This was the village. This was the first time he was seeing it. It was cosy and quaint.

You wondered what he thought about it. Would he consider moving here for you? Not that you wanted to right away, but it did seem like a good place to live out the rest of your life if you'd decided to, once you were too old for anything else. But it wouldn't be fair. What the hell are you thinking about at a moment like this? You couldn't believe yourself. As you slowed down to catch your breath, Saeyoung slowed his pace to match yours. You looked at him. He had a look of the utmost.. joy, shock, fear, so much. There was just too much. But his eyes burned. They wanted to see his baby brother. You did too.

You reached the crowd gathered outside the village doctor's hut, and pushed through. When you turned around, Saeyoung wasn't with you. You looked ahead and back again. You saw a bit of red poking up from the behind the crowd. You walked back to him and held his hands. Both of them. They were trembling. His eyes were scared. "Lets go, Saeyoung. He's waiting for us." "What could I say to him? How can I face him? I left him behind and now.. now he hates.. me", he muttered. You knew it would be hard on him. You reached up and pulled him into you, patting his head. "Breathe, my love", you whispered. You felt his chest heave, slowly, pulling in and pushing out forced breaths. Finally, you pulled away from him, and only holding one of his hands, led him into the hut.