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Himchan moved the strands of hair that hung over his face. He felt frustrated with a mixture of confusion. "I'm sorry- I didn't mean to-" Yongguk said after pulling away and seeing the man's shocked face,"It's just you moved closer so I thought you wanted to-." Yongguk said whispering the last five words. "We need to get you back to your cell." Himchan said, not acknowledging what Yongguk had previously said.
Himchan up at his phone. A voicemail was left from Jae-eun. He clicked on the notification. "Hey, honey it's me. Just been wondering where you been. You haven't been home in a couple days. Call me back. I miss and love you." The voicemail ended. Unlike normal where Himchan would call her back or smile as he heard her voice; he didn't do either. Her voice didn't make him happy as it would before. Himchan stood up and walked out his office. He walked towards the elevator, unborthered. He pressed the button and stepped inside as the steel doors slide open. He pressed the 13 button from memory. He felt the motion of the elevator go up, giving him slight nausea. He knocked on his boss's door, making sure to not here a response. Once the silence filled he opened the opaque door. He closed the door behind him, not locking it for a quick escape. The sent of tobacco filled the air from recently smoked cigarettes. He went behind the desk, kneeling down to a small locker drawer. He twisted the keys which were in the keyhole. Himchan slid the drawer open, revealing tan folders. He slid his hand in, searching for any 'Bang's. None, not even Yongguk's. Himchan slightly banged the desk. "Shit," he whispered under his breath. He looked on the computer screen, it was logged onto a porn site. Himchan ignored and scanned the desk. He grabbed the phone which was laying there. He turned on the screen revealing a dark screensaver and lock screen. Himchan typed in the password, which he had known as he caught his boss typing it in before. He clicked the message icon, scrolling through the recent contacts. He clicked on the messages with the contact titled 'Unknown'.

Unknown: You're sure no one will find out Yongguk didn't do it?

Me: Just trust me for fucks sake. I'm the one paying to keep you hidden.


Himchan took out his own phone and took pictures of the past messages, which all dated back to the day Yongguk was thrown in prison. "That bastard." Himchan said as he read more messages. He put excited out of the messages and placed the phone down. Leaving no evidence he was there. He re-locked the drawer and fled the room, closing the door behind him.
Himchan went back to his office. He quickly sent the photos from his phone to his computer to print out. After printing them out he slid them in a folder labled 'Yongguk's Case' where the rest of connections from the case sat. He then walked out of his office again. He went to the coffee machine. He brewed two cups. He then walked down to the cell room. It was dark like always, the only light came from the moonlight. He stopped in front of the familiar cell. Yongguk has his back turned from the bars. He faced the small amount of light that came from the full moon. He turned around feeling a presence. He felt relieved seeing the broad-shouldered man. Himchan sat down with his legs crossed, he looked at Yongguk with a look that read 'come over here'. Yongguk read his eyes and moved closer. Himchan held his hand through the bars, handing Himchan the warm cup. Yongguk grabbed the paper cup with both hands, pulled it close to his mouth, as he took a slip. "I could be trying poison yet you don't check. You make it so obvious you're not a criminal." Himchan stated. Yongguk looked at the man, confused as if the statement was a insult or compliment. Probably a mix of both. "I just trust you won't hurt me. You're not that type of person to do something like that. I trust in you, Himchan."

Himchan took a slip of the coffee, avoiding eye contact. He felt his heart throb, a feeling that not even Jae-eun made him feel. At least not in this way.
Yongguk moved his head trying to make eye contact with Himchan, whose head was turned away. "Himchan." Himchan mumbled "Hm" in response. "How do you feel about me?" Himchan slightly choked on the coffee he was still drinking. He placed the cup down. Himchan couldn't deny that even Yongguk's voice made his heart flutter. Yet he wanted to deny he was gay. He wanted to deny that he was in love with another being besides Jae-eun. He wanted to deny that he loved Yongguk the most. Yongguk, someone different from Jae-eun. Someone that was a guy.
Himchan bit his bottom lip, slightly frowning. He didn't know how to respond. He wanted to deny everything yet his mouth wouldn't let him say 'No'. Himchan dug his nails into his thigh, unsure of how to reply. Yongguk read the man's body and moves back,"If you don't feel the same way- It's fine. I understand not everyone likes a 'faggot'." Yongguk said in a tone, as if trying to insult himself. Himchan's heart hurt more as he heard Yongguk say those words. He moved his hand towards Yongguk's, intertwining their fingers. He looked Yongguk in the eyes. Himchan hesitated to speak, before letting himself. "I feel the same way." He said slightly shy. "I don't know why, but you make me feel a certain way. And it's a way I can't explain. I- I just feel the same way you do." Yongguk gripped on Himchan's hand harder, trying to contain his happiness. Himchan pecked Yongguk through the bars.
For once his stress, frustration, and confusion went away. He forgot about his problems, his boss, even Jae-eun. He forgot about everything he'd been feeling and just lived in this small moment.

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