𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 // minsung

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"W-What the fuck is h-happening?!?" the boy backed up into a wall.

"Jisung..." Saeyoung said, shushing Jisung. "We need to keep quiet. Or else he'—"

"How?! We are going to get found anyways. We'll be dead soon enough." Jisung slid down. "What's the point?" he deadpanned.

He has lost all hope. He didn't know what to do. At this point, he doesn't even know if help is coming. Jisung sees himself as tree in society. One moment, everyone cares for you. Then the next, they leave you, hoping that you are already old enough to take care of yourself and when you're gone, that's the only time where they actually care.

It hurts... internally.

Saeyoung came near the boy. He patted his hair and ran her fingers through his hair. With this, Jisung started to tear up. He missed his normal life. The life filled with happiness and friends. Now, he can't go a day without thinking something bad.

The two heard footsteps outside.

"Aha... I finally know where you are..." Soobin was outside. His voice was heard from the bottom. He was about to knock the door down.

Jisung curled like a ball.

Saeyoung stood up, ready to face Soobin.

Moments later, the door went to the floor, causing Jisung to start crying by how scared he was.

"Get out of my way Sae. You don't want to lose your face don't you?" he was holding chains; his arm ready to swing and hit someone with it.

"No." she was fierce.

"I said... GET OUT OF MY WAY!" Soobin tackled Saeyoung and pushed her aside, causing her to slam her back at the wall. "I have waited so long." he chuckled.

Saeyoung, weak from the impact, started to get up and regain her strength.

Jisung looked up and saw what was in front of him. He stared at the floor once he took a glimpse of the chains in Soobin's hand. The room's atmosphere drastically changed. The air was dead. Soobin held a smirk, eyes fixed on Jisung.

Was this his end?

Jisung's vision slowly started to fade once more. The feeling of feeling hopeless kicked in again. Soobin then started to hold Jisung by the wrist, dragging him through the hallway into a room.  As the boy looked back, all he saw was red.

Soobin smiled.

"Haha..." he started to laugh. "Do they really think that they are going to take you back? Pft. Pathetic. I'll kill you before you they can scream your name!"

Jisung was being held by his wrist. He was weak. Black circles started to form around his eyes. He was losing energy, his strength. 

Soobin held the chains near the boy's face. At this point, Jisung started to feel numb. He didn't feel any emotions whatsoever. 

"Hmm? What's the cold reaction? You don't want these being whipped on your back don't you? Aw... you poor poor squirrel."

Squirrel. Only Minho called him that. 

The boy stayed silent as he was being taunted. 

Soobin started to frown. He whipped the chains on Jisung's back very slightly, getting a groan from the boy as he fell down.