Treasure on street

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No one's POV

In Seoul are many parks and alleys. In one of the alleys is small tent. It is dirty and old and if you saw it you wouldn't think that someone lives inside. The truth is that someone lives in the tent, exactly two men but only one is acting like a grown up man. It is Yoongi's father. And Yoongi? He is eighteen but he is acting like a small child. He doesn't know that he is eighteen because he was never in school and just doesn't care. All he needs is his daddy and plushie dog Holy. Every day he is begging with his father on streets and then his daddy buys food and on really good days even some clothes. Unfortunately these good days aren't frequent so their clothes is dirty and full of holes. But Yoongi is happy anyways. Yes he sometimes wonder why he doesn't have such nice clothes as people passing them on streets but then he always remember that he has the best daddy on world and the pretties plushie so he doesn't need anything else.

Yoongi's father POV

I wake up and see that my little Yoongi is awake too.

"Good morning Yoonie."

Yoongi smiles at me and I change his diaper. It isn't diaper from shop, it is layers of clothes wrapped and tied around his waist and crotch. After the accident when car hit him he is like this. He was in coma for few weeks and his brain was damaged. The damage is so big that his brain stayed like two years old, that is how old he was when the accident happened. We were poor before the accident but then the medical payment ruined us completely. Because I and my wife spend every minute with Yoongi in the hospital, we lost our jobs. We lived in Busan and because of the loans from mafia we had to ran away. I cant find job in Seoul so we have to live on streets and I am afraid that the mafia will find us so it is better to live in anonymity. My wife went to China and we didn't hear about her. Actually I think that Yoongi forget about his mom. It is 16 year from time when we saw her last time. Do I miss her? Yes, but I have Yoongi and she did one thing that I will never do. She left him. We are homeless because of the medical bills but it isn't Yoongi's fault but the bastard's who were driving on red light and hit him. The fucker even didn't stop, he just speeded of and police couldn't find him. It has to been some rich bastard because the car was European brand and that police couldn't found him? Bullshit, it was just someone too powerful. I swear if I could have that bastard in my hands I would kill him. That is why I don't let my little Yoongi close to men in suits. Money are dangerous, they will darken your mind.

"Daddy!"

Yoongi always brighten up my mood.

"What happened my sweetheart?"

Yoongi put his hands on tummy and whines.

"Hungwy!"

I gave him stale bread because we don't have something better and go outside. I kneeled on ground few steps from our home. Last few months my coughing become worse and now every morning after waking up I cough for few minutes and spit blood. I wipe my mouth and go back in tent. The pain on my chest isn't good today and I have troubles with walking.

"Yoonie you have to stay here okay? Daddy will bring you something yummy."

"Wanna go with daddy!"

"No, you can't Yoonie, it is too cold for such small boy. Be good boy and stay inside okay?"

Yoongi nodded and I kiss him on his cute tiny nose. I wrapped him tightly in old blanket, so he is warm and leave him inside the tent. Winter is almost here and I am scared that he will get sick so I am going to beg alone. I sit on our regular spot near to the shopping mall and around lunch time I have money for cheapest kind of pastry and expired can of tomato soup. It is Yoongi's favourite one, so I will eat just few spoons and leave it to him. I go back to our tent and see that Yoongi is awake. I changed his diaper again and start small fire. I put the can close to the flames and pour rain water from metal barrel to small bucket. I wash the dirty cloths and put them over rope next to our tent. The soup is warm and I carefully lift it. I take spoon and go back in the tent. I feed Yoongi and wrapped him in blanket again. He is playing with his only plushie and looks so happy. It is hurting me that he has to live like this, I would do everything for his well being. I go to the homeless shelter if they have some job but the lady in office just shakes her head like always. I sigh and go back on street to beg some money for dinner. I just hope that I will have enough money for food for Yoongi and me too.

No one's POV

Yoongi's father is sitting on piece of paper carton with metal cup on ground in front of him. People are rushing around him and almost no one see him. Luckily man in expensive grey suit and with black Gucci bag saw him. He just bought ridiculously expensive gift - watch - for his husband Seokjin and when he spotted the homeless man he feels pang of guilt. He pulled out few bills and put them in the man's cup. The beggar quickly bow deeply, his forehead almost touched the ground. The man is gone but Yoongi's father is so happy. Now he can buy food and go back to his little boy who is waiting for him. He got up from ground and heads to shop close to the alley where they live. Unfortunately another beggar who wasn't so successful today and has no money saw how the guy gave him the money. He is slowly walking behind unaware Yoongi's father who is thinking about what he should buy to his boy. He is so lost in his thoughts that it is too late when someone catch him around neck and throw him on hard wall. Hands are searching in pockets of his old ragged coat and he made the mistake that he tries to protect the money.

"No! I need them for my boy!"

But the second beggar is stronger, his lust and vision of money makes him deaf to the man's plea. He finally clutched the money between his dirty finger but Yoongi's father is still fighting. But he doesn't know that the man has weapon, until the knife is stabbed through his skin, deep into his flesh. Blood is pouring from the wound and the thief ran away. He collapsed on the ground, shocked that he lost the money and that he will leave his little Yoongi alone.

"Yoonie ..."

His last thoughts belong to his beloved son but despite he is fighting like a lion, the death cannot be defeated.