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TWENTY-NINE 🧬
1 AM.
Yuta sharpened his knife, trying to sort out his thoughts. Today was the day they were going to give Taeyong to that creep that bought him.
He looked at Jaehyun who was going through ammunition, laying out his choice of weapons on the table.
He was able to note the fact that Jaehyun was being unusually quiet. The male would ramble on and on about a feast whenever they scored a jackpot.
But definitely, not today.
"You know," Yuta began, finally putting down the knife. "If you wanna lecture me, you always can,"
Jaehyun didn't even had to think twice about the opportunity. He grabbed a knife and stabbed it into the table, trying his best to not picture Yuta being the table.
He finally looked at the older with an unrecognisable anger that rested in his face.
"What the fuck are you thinking?" Jaehyun asked,
Yuta raised a brow, "I honestly don't know," He replied, pulling the knife out of the table.
"How is that a valid answer?" Jaehyun asked again, taking his anger out on loading a revolver.
"Because you can't read my mind. Therefore, you need to take or leave my answer." Yuta replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I don't give a shit about what's going on in your head now," Jaehyun said, slamming the revolver onto the table.
"But what happened in there when you decided to fall for Taeyong again?" Jaehyun asked,
"Again?" He repeated Jaehyun's words. He scoffed, "You can't use 'again' when you hadn't stopped in the first place,"
Jaehyun fell silent, staring at the hopelessly lovesick male. "Even after all he put you through? Even if he was the reason your old man threw you back in that dungeon and tortured you again like the little boy you were?"
"None of that was his fault," Yuta replied, clearly pissed that Jaehyun would even dare to accuse Taeyong of it.
"Yuta, he doesn't even remember you," Jaehyun spoke, much more calmly those time around.
Yuta could've swore he heard his heart shatter. He smiled though, "But I do," He replied,
"That's how I remember how much he did for me, how I remember how he would've died for me," Yuta added, watching Jaehyun cringe upon hearing Yuta speak.
"God, you're so.." Jaehyun groaned, wanting to bash his head into a wall seeing how lovesick Yuta was.
"And Taeyong? He doesn't remember how much you did for him," Jaehyun placed his hands on his hips,
