Baby Boy | MinGi

Opening Curtains

" my father? " She cocked her eyebrow, nothing made sense for her past days, she had thought that she knew Mingi very well, she knew, somehow, that he was in a gang, but nothing else. The power he held or anything. Nothing else was known to her.

The only information she knew was that Mingi's father, whose name is not written in the news articles, was killed in 2010 by a police officer. Right infront of the family.

He nodded his head several times, giving her an expression that told her " why are you so amazed? ", He continued.

" There is something your father is hiding from you. Anything he told you, you know, during that phone call you had with him? " He took a serious face and Trinity had to double check what she had heard. How the fuck did he know?

" There is nothing he told me! He never talked to me about his business! " She dragged a chair from the corner, harshly putting it down, the dust particles flew around at the impact.

" Is there anything you want to tell me? " She leaned her head to the side.

" I mean, let's be real, I know I snooped around on you! I asked my friend for the info and because of your dumb friend, I almost got her in trouble. Is there something I should know! Mister Song? " She leaned forward, putting her face in her hands, examining Mingi's face.

He blinked several times before biting his lower lip, thinking or debating about something in his head.

" I will tell you, you are neck deep in this anyway, you won't be able to tell anyone anything. Listen well. My father was not killed by a police officer, definitely not. I used to eavesdrop on my mother, I used to listen to her conversations with my uncle at night. She cussed out other people, people whose names have been erased from my mind. I couldn't remember much, but one thing is sure, my father was never killed by a police officer. He didn't wear a police uniform when he came in our apartment and shot my father in the chest, he went out so briskly. He was not a police man. Police don't act like that! " He sighed out, leaning one of his hands on the back of the chair he looked down, trying to remember his father's face and appearence that time. Eight years have passed and the only things he has left of his father are his photos and a pocket knife. A silver sharp blade, the handle made with high quality black leather.

" Do you at least know where to search?  There must be something you must know at least. " She asked calmly.

" I remember his face, he looked me in the eyes, of course he might look different today, but those eyes never leave my head, even at night. " He sighed out again, scratching his head, trying to get the image out of his head.

" I get everything now, but where is Yeosang? Did you try to talk to him? Anything that came out of his mouth? " Her gaze started searching throughtout the hall, his from still on the floor, probably passed out from tiredness and beating up.

" What do you think why was I beating him up all this time?! " He raised his eyebrows. " Isnt it obvious woman? " Mingi pitched his voice higher. She let out a laugh but soon turned into a serious expression.

" Let's take him to the dorms, there is a saying, talk sweetly and even the snake will come out of its hole. " She looked the boy, Mingi nodded to her, as much as he didn't want to take him to the dorms, only beating up the guy wouldn't do the job.

" I agree! Wooyoung! Drag him to the cab, we are going home! " He stood up and shouted out, making Wooyoung whine out.

" Oh come on hyung why should we take him with us? Why not just leave him here, huh? " He whined and wiggled in his form, throwing a childish tantrum.

" Do as I say! " That was the last thing he said before Mingi headed to the exit.

" Oh by the way, you didn't need those rings, did you? " He smirked at Trinity, his gaze landing on her gloved hands. Hongjoong.

" I will make sure not to tell you anything anymore. " Trinity hissed trough her teeth as a laughing Hongjoong stood beside her and then left her to catch up with the tall boy.