Lost Boys {Book Two}

You Brought Your Fists to a Knife Fight

Yukhei looked around in confusion. He blinked, trying to get his eyes to adjust and when they finally did, he could barely see a foot in front of him. He sat up, wondering when he fell asleep and more importantly, what woke him up? 

He froze, fingers tightening over the gun he held in his lap when he heard low voices at the end of the alleyway.

Yukhei couldn't see them, but their footsteps grew heavier and the whispers grew louder. Yukhei didn't think they knew he was there, and they would definitely see him if he turned and went inside. Yukhei didn't want anyone knowing where they were staying, and especially with the many mobs after him and Jisung for robbing them, it would be disastrous.

He quickly stood up and felt around for the dumpster that sat a few feet away from the door and shoved his body between that at the stack of crates that leaned against the building to his left. He could barely fit, but he forced his way in, ignoring the pain in his shoulders and the crushing of his ribcage. He gripped his gun in one hand, a knife in the other and waited. He didn't plan on jumping out and killing anyone, he hoped he could just hide there until they passed.

As the footsteps grew near, a dark figure made its way into view. It was big-not very tall but still broad enough to make Yukhei question himself if he ended up having to fight.

"Sang, you idiot-"

"Fuck off, okay? You're the one who lost the kid."

Yukhei squeezed his eyes shut and let his head fall back against the bricks behind him. He bit his lip, hard, and the strong, metallic taste filled his mouth. Of course there was more than one.

The two fell silent after a few seconds of bickering, and Yukhei's eyes shot open. Slowly, he crept forward and poked his head out just enough for him to see what they were doing.

His heart dropped to his stomach when he saw the outline of the smaller one inspecting the second door that was boarded up, the one only Yukhei and Jisung knew how to open. Though, it wasn't difficult to figure out, if enough force was applied, it could be broken open fairly easily. Still, it was better than nothing.

"Look at this." The smaller one nudged the other and nodded towards the door. Yukhei gripped the knife tight in his hand as he slowly pushed himself out from his hiding place, somehow managing to not make a sound. He was glad it was still dark, and they wouldn't see him until it was too late. Hopefully. 

Yukhei had hoped they would move on, maybe try the door a few times before giving up, but when the larger figure started slamming his shoulder into the boards, all Yukhei could think about was Jisung on the other side and how scared he had been earlier. How scared he must be now. He knew they all had to be awake now, if they weren't already.

Yukhei shuffled forward, his jaw clenched as he held the knife out from his body, just enough to avoid cutting himself accidentally if either of them made any sudden movements.

Yukhei figured his best bet was to take down the bigger one first, before they knew what was even happening, then he had a good chance at getting rid of the smaller one once he knew Yukhei was there. He kept his back against the wall, side stepping towards them with wide eyes. He watched as the two pounded against the door. A few of the boards had cracked already.

Yukhei took a few quick steps forward before stabbing the knife into the only place Yukhei knew would kill immediately. The medulla oblongata is the body's on/off switch-something he never thought he would need to know, but now he was glad he accidentally listened in on one of Sicheng's study sessions a few years ago. Yukhei had listened to Taeil help Sicheng with memorizing human anatomy, not that he ever had much of an interest in it. But ever since the supposed 'end of the world' which turned out to really only be intense climate change and a new plague, Yukhei decided these were things he would need to know.