SOTUS: I am YOUR Bodyguard!

11. The Truth?!

The next chapter, the hardest chapter for me to write :( I'm no happy with the result but hope you'll still enjoy it... The chapter is long so it'll take long for the next chapter, sorry

The song is Best luck-Chen of Exo (It's okay, it's love OST)

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Krist sat there on the ground, still frozen on the spot and shocked to see the situation in front of him. The hot fire engulfed the entire house, it looked like hell fire broke out and swallowed the poor house completely. His body shook, his heart quivered, his red lips trembled to mutter a word but the words were stuck in his throat. His world seemed to come to a halt, he slowly stood up and dragged his feet forward. It was more like forcing his heavy feet to move toward the flames, as if they were calling him to embrace them. At that moment, Krist forgot the pain that came from the wound on the back of his head, the pain in his heart was the only thing that mattered. He had to put his heart at ease and relieve the pain by finding his bodyguard. There were only one person in his mind: His P'Singto. He had to get to him and help him out of the fire. Only if he found him alive, would the pain in his heart alleviate.

A Crowd gathered around the house, they were curious spectators observing the situation but they maintained a distance to be safe from the flames. A man in his middle twenty ended the call with the fire department but noticed a young man approaching the danger as soon as he hung up. He grabbed at Krist's wrist, „Where are you going?"

Krist's eyes were glued at the fire, he didn't turn to face the man holding onto him. „I have to get to him... I have to...", he couldn't end the sentence, the last words remained in his throat and were gulped down with the fear. He finally looked at the older man, his eyes revealing a sad emptiness. Apparantly he was trapped in his own sadness and couldn't show an emotion at all, his eyes were filled with tears.

The stranger was taken aback by the sudden emotion played in Krist's beautiful face, the grip he hold him with loosened at the mere sight of the younger man. Somehow he got a familiar feeling around the man before him, as if he saw him somewhere before. He couldn't explain it to himself but he couldn't let go of him or take his attention away from him. The helplessness in Krist's empty eyes awoke his intuition, warning him not to abandon him or else he would regret it later.

Krist pulled at his arm to escape the stranger's grip but the latter wrapped his arm around his stomach and pulled him tigher onto his body to prevent him from running away. Since he was held against his will, Krist started to struggle and scratch at the man's wrists while screaming. The flames rised, approaching the place where the both of them were standing. Everyone else backed away but Krist wad determined to rush in there. The air was very hot due to the heat, warm sweat dripped down both men's forehead. Krist twisted on the man's middle finger in a painful way. The pain forced the stranger to let go of him, Krist rushed forward, however, a strong hand suddenly grabbed at Krist's wrist and yanked him back. The person ran in another direction and dragged him with him. The sirene of police trunk and fire truck echoed in the atmosphere, they left the stranger back. He gazed at them till they disappeared from his sight.

The shorter man looked forward, the back of the person holding him was familiar. That lean figure, the strong back, the broad shoulders and the firm body language, the person emitted a strength that Krist was very familiar with. Only after the pain in his heart disappeared, did the pain coming from the injuries on his head and on his foot started to act up. It hurted now. All the sudden, the person who hold tightly onto him stopped behind him without a warning. The hand he was holding, trembled in his grip. Singto waited and turned back to gaze at Krist. He was surprised to see Krist fighting against his tears. The younger man yanked his wrist out of Singto's hand and squatted on the ground, holding his head in his palms, his eyes were wide open, his lenses dilatating. His whole body was trembling from fear, shock and pain due to the thought of losing another bodyguard. Singto was alive, only had few scratches on his cheeks and bursted lips but he survived the explosion. However, the fact that he survived, didn't calm down his heart. He couldn't get rid of the anxiety that Singto nearly died and left him alone, just like Jun did. Somehow his fears were mixed with anger and disappointment. He couldn't believe that P'Singto played such game with him without warning him first. He broke down.