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TWENTY-SIX 🧬
Johnny walked into the bar, he already knew it was a trap but at least, he'd have a chance to bust a tooth out of Yuta's face.
The bar was elegant and grand, soft and quiet chatter was heard. He cringed at the entire place, from the pearl-white ceilings covered with paintings to the wooden floors.
It was the place Johnny finally found Taeyong's parents hiding from him. They were discussing business when Johnny took a moment of their time.
He remembered how Taeyong's parents acted as if Taeyong wasn't their child.
They said they didn't care wherever he was because they knew he'd always end up in hell.
Johnny slapped his mother across the face and swore that he wouldn't want to spend another second breathing next to her.
He hated how Yuta knew every single weakness he had, how he knew every memory that killed him inside.
"Johnny Seo?" A waiter approached him, making sure to keep his head held down.
"Yes?" Johnny replied, unsure of when the waiter knew his name.
"Please follow me," The waiter walked ahead of him, leading to elsewhere more quiet.
Yuta's face lit up with a smile, "Hello there, darling~!" He sang, lifting an entire bottle of soju.
Drunk. Completely.
Johnny rolled his eyes and turned his back on the older but the waiter already had a gun in his hand,
"Wow," Johnny mused, turning towards Yuta.
"Get your fatass over here and drink up," Yuta popped another bottle open for Johnny.
"I'm not wasting my time," Johnny remained stubborn, surprised to see Yuta so vulnerable.
"That's right! If you don't drink, you'll be wasting our time!" Yuta laughed alone and downed the alcohol he had opened for Johnny.
Johnny entered the room, "Get up, Yuta." He spoke firmly.
"What if I don't want to? What are you going to do?" Yuta asked,
Johnny snatched the bottle away from Yuta before he could drink anymore. "What am I actually here for?"
Yuta smiled, "Because I miss you," He sang, pulling Johnny onto the couch to sit down.
"Did Taeyong miss me?" Yuta asked, handing Johnny a bottle of alcohol as well.
"Yuta, are you ever going to let go of Taeyong?" Johnny asked, placing the alcohol onto the table.
"Taeyong? Let go?" Yuta laughed, "I owe everything to him, Johnny."
