Rotten and Defective //NCT//

十九(Luwoo)

Jungwoo's world seemed to keep on falling. Each day, things keep on getting worse, but he never told anyone; keeping his angelic smile on his face. It was like his shield from all the bad things in the world, except it started to slowly fade away.

\He hated the feeling that in every move, someone; somewhere, was watching him. He felt uncomfortable with every movement, every step.

He always felt controlled. There was only one place he felt comfortable-Yuhkei. Yuhkei had become a safe zone for him and he knew sooner or later he would have to make a choice.

He knew what consequences would come if he kept Yuhkei hidden from the truth. But in all honesty, he wasn't ready to loose Yuhkei. Yuhkei, was like a diamond. He was so valuable, so precious, that he couldn't and shouldn't ever be handed away.

He had to do it. He needed to break away from Yuhkei. For Yuhkei's safety, for his life. Jungwoo was willing to throw his away. Anything to keep him from the dangers that were about to come. 

It scared him thinking of the pain, they may put Yuhkei through, if they got his hands on him. Jungwoo couldn't handle the thought, so he grabbed his things and left. He had to protect Yuhkei, it was his turn to do the protecting; not Yuhkeis'. 

It scared him to even start thinking about what they may or may not do to him. He didn't realise that he had started running as fast as his legs could take him until his breath lacked him and his hands were placed on his knees. 

He doesn't feel the burning in his lungs and keeps running as fast as he could. Not caring about the fact that some people were staring at him, like he was crazy. 

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He was faced with Yuhkei's house, but something seemed off. The curtains were all shut closed and he could see shadows moving around behind them. He walked up to the door and noticed the handle was twisted off the wooden frame and dropped to the ground, the door itself was open, hanging limply by it's hinges. Panic and worry filled him to the brim, shoving the door open he stormed into the house.

He noticed things were thrown everywhere, mirrors and glass broken. Explains why the house was shut off from outside. It was a living breathing crime scene.  He walked as quietly as he feet could, but It didn't feel quiet enough. 

He slowly made his way into the lounge room area. Stopping behind a wall when he saw Yuhkei, bruised and battered sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. He felt the tears forming in his eyes. It wasn't a pleasant sight, but the dimmed lights made it easier to bare. 

He looked around at the men and then the man in the middle. Lee Sungmin. A smirk wore his face and his hands; layered with blood. A small squeak left Jungwoo, catching the attention of some men, but was left to be.

Many things happened in much quicker then a flash and soon a knife was bared by sungmin. Panic filled Jungwoo, and before he knew what he was doing he was running towards him. But you can't always be a hero.

The knife laced into Yuhkei's skin, Jungwoo knowing it missed his heart. He felt anger rush through his body but held back and ran to Yuheki. A smile was apparent on the Chinese males face and Jungwoo laughed. 

"Why are you smiling, you idiot?"

"Because your here. Even if we are surrounded by people who want me dead."

"Yuhkei, this isn't the time to be a flirt." Jungwoo felt warm tears falling slowly and placed onto the youngers face. 

"Boo hoo, I'm gonna cry. Get this shit over with. I'm on a schedule and I have plans after this." Sungmin was getting pissed off. 

Jungwoo held Yuhkei in his arms. His breathing slowly fading. Yes they had called an ambulance, but Jungwoo knew that he would have to leave Yuhkei long before they arrive.

"We warned you, we warned your mother. But you fuckers were so slow, so we have an offer to make.

Your life for pretty boy down there."

"Yuhkei, I love you okay. I always will." He placed a soft kiss on his lips and looked at him one last time. It pained him that he was going, but he knew it was for the best. 

He removed the boy from his arms and walked over to them. A smirk covering the sungmin's face.

"Lets go now." Jungwoo stated. His voice cold. He wasn't going to stay here when the ambulance come. 

"Oh don't move so fast. Your going to be staying with me for a while." Sungmin's voice cocky. He slithered his way over to Jungwoo, resting one hand on his ass, while one was still holding the knife. 

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This was going to be one hell of a ride. And Jungwoo was just about ready to get the hell out of it.