His To Control ✔

Twelve Bullets

"I'm not from here, I'm imported."

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I slept earlier than usual yesterday as Chanyeol wasn't there for me to argue with.
At first I thought that he was lying about the whole going away thing, so I checked other rooms but he really was gone.
Light was entering the room from the balcony window. I felt something warm beside me.
Why does this feels like a de-ja-vu?

I instantly opened my eyes to see a sleeping Chanyeol beside me.
Sleep alone, my ass.
Liar.

I tried to wake him up but it was of no use. Neither could I get up from my place due to his heavy arm resting on me. So, I gave up and tried to sleep.

I was looking at his face when I saw his lower lip was busted and there was a cut above his left eyebrow. My eyes grew wide in shock as I tried to wake him up. Shaking him with double the intensity.
"Chanyeoooool!! Wake uuuuppp!"

"Aaggh.." He turned away from me closing his ears.

Ah..what to do? Should I call Yixing? But still this stubborn giant won't wake up and let us examine him.

Oh!

"Opppaa! Wakey wakey!" I hate myself for doing this. I slight nudged his shoulder. Before I could say anything else, he suddenly jolted up and spoke up, "Yup, Oppa at your service."

"Eww..don't call yourself that. I just said that to wake you up. Pfft.." I flicked his forehead and then leaned near his head to see the injuries. But I guess he thought that my actions meant something else and he quickly closed his eyes. I tried to control my laughter.

His busted lip wasn't in a bad condition but the cut above his eyebrow looked painful and a bit deep. "Doesn't that hurt?" I said as I tried to touch that cut. He opened his eyes, slightly disappointed and shrugged. His knuckles were bruised and it was obvious that wherever he went yesterday, it didn't ended on a good note. He saw me looking at his knuckles, "It's nothing. At least you should know that for people like us this is quite normal."

This made me suddenly come back to reality. I realised that the two days I spent here laughing and having fun wasn't going to last forever. It was all temporary. We had to go back. Back to the rotting hell, where no one was safe. Where we had to fight for our lives and for a few loved ones, if we had any.

"Why can't we stay here? Like this..in peace. Forever." I mumbled to myself but Chanyeol seemed to have heard that. I didn't want to voice out my thoughts but it happened automatically. I felt him gently hold my hand and smile. Well that's new.

"Our situation doesn't allow us to do so, but I can promise you that once we get out of this, I hope you won't hesitate to run away with me to Japan." He chuckled.

His statement made a big impact on me. Even bigger impact on my heart. "Why would I run away with you? Who exactly are you to me?" I raised my voice and took my hand out of his grip.
"What do you want us to be?" He spoke up in a calm voice, still smiling. "Or what do you expect me to be for you?" He continued.

I knew where this conversation was going to head and I was scared of myself, because I'm known to mess up things.
"I've stopped expecting anything from anyone, a long time ago." I deadpanned, not trying to hide my rudeness while remembering the incidents from past. The reason why that rival gang was still searching for me. The reason why 'Ryu Minjae' was still searching for me.

I stood up and started packing my bag. He stayed at his place and sighed.
"Let's be partners."

I turned my head to look at Chanyeol. "What? Why?" I questioned. I really don't get what goes around in his head. "Well first accept my proposal and let's be partners. Then I will tell you why." He grinned.