10 Seconds

The first time that Seungcheol met Hansol, he was running after him for fighting in the street and earning money from it.

He caught him as they fell on the ground, his two hands gripping his wrists.

"It's illegal to do street fight."

The boy struggled against his strong grip before sighing loudly.

"Come on man, give me just 10 seconds and you'll never see me again."

Seungcheol furrowed but took his handcuffs. "Sorry, but it's the law."

The boy looked at it. His voice was filled of exhaustion and sadness, "Please, you really think that I'm doing that to play ? I need this money for someone."

Seungcheol paused, their gazes locked on each others. Before he could say something, he received a hit on his guts making him fall on the ground completely in pain. The boy took the opportunity to run away but Seungcheol took his stun gun and shot at him making his whole body to spasm as he fell on the ground, screaming in pain. Seungcheol slowly stood up, a hand on his crotch.

"You... fucking liar."

When the shocks stopped, he slumped on the floor, breathing loudly. He sat on the cold floor.

"I... I wasn't lying ! You want me to tell you everything ?! I just... please, 10 seconds."

Seungcheol looked carefully at him.
Young, maybe nineteen or twenty, bruises on his face and lower lip cut, knuckles with blood on it, eyes determinate.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

"10, 9..."

He blinked and quickly stood up giving him a gummy smile before running away.

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The second time that he met Hansol was when this latter tried to steal him his wallet.

He caught the hand and looked behind him. He was completely surprised.

"You ?"

Hansol nervously rubbed the nape of his neck.

"H-Hey Seungcheol ! It's been a long time."

Seungcheol gave him a glare before asking curiously, "How the hell do you know my name ?"

The boy smiled, "You're the policeman who always stop our fun, so..."

Seungcheol lifted an eyebrow, "Your fun ? Really ? I thought that you weren't there to play, kid ?"

The boy tried to pull away his hand in vain. "First of all my name is Hansol or Vernon, like you want and second of all, the others are doing that to play but not me. I was speaking in the name of everyone and third of all, can you release my hand please ?"

Seungcheol smirked, "Nope, you're coming with me at the police station, Hansol, you know that is illegal to steal, especially from a policeman ?"

Hansol sighed, he looked at the opposite street, "What about going in a café ? And I'll explain you."

Seungcheol followed his gaze, "Fine."

They entered the café and sat on a table for two. Seungcheol ordered a coffee and Hansol a piece of cake.

Seungcheol looked at Hansol devouring his cake, "So, you tell me ?"

Hansol looked up before stopping eating. He sighed, "Okay, I'm doing that for my little sister." he looked out the window, Seungcheol listened carefully. "She's at the hospital, she needs to be operated for her tumor." he looked at Seungcheol, "That's why I need this money."