𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 // minsung

//34\\

Soobin opened the door. 

"Well Jisung... you're time's up!" he was still drunk and tipsy so he was clumsy on his feet. Minho was on the floor, looking like he was mourning. 

"Ohh? Little hoe is crying? Awww... so sad." Soobin taunted. Minho was crying. 

"Y-You... YOU KILLED HIM!" Minho screamed, eyes still focused in front of him. There laid Jisung's clothes and the blood stains that was on the floor. 

"You think I'm a fool to believe that?" Soobin started to punch Minho, giving him a bruise on the cheek. Soobin knelt down and saw that the clothes were a fake. He was set up.

"PATHETIC!" Soobin kicked Minho in the stomach. "Cowards. Do you really think you two would escape immediately? Where's Jisung?" 

"Somewhere... w-where you can't h-harm him." Minho wheezed.

Soobin stepped closer to the downed boy. His shadow draping over him as Minho looked up.

"Where. Is he?" Soobin placed his foot on top of Minho's abdomen. His step slowly getting heavier by the second. Minho was in real pain.

"If you won't tell me where that squirrel is... might as well kill you first."

Soobin's foot got heavy. Minho screamed in pain as he started to feel numb. His vision started to get blurry. He lost. Their plan failed....

or so he thought.

Few seconds later a glass bottle was heard being shattered. Shards falling on the floor. Minho opened his eyes to see another pair of feet and legs. It was Jisung, bottle in hand, fist on the other. 

Minho looked up to see Soobin's bleeding head.

"AHHH FU-! You little brat!" Soobin started to strafe towards Jisung.

Luckily, Jisung booked out of the way, causing Soobin to fall. His body tumbling on the floor. Jisung looked towards Minho and gave him a soft smile while giving a thumbs up; only for to get knocked down again.

"You really want to fight.. .don't you?" Soobin taunted.

"Sure, why not? You're the only one who is craving for a fight. You want one? I'll give you one." Jisung then proceeded to kick Soobin in the shins. Jisung took some blows. Soobin's fist felt like sharp thorns. It made him bleed, real bad. 

Minho just watched from afar since he was feeling some abnormal pain. He was supposed to be saving Jisung, but apparently, Jisung was saving him. What a turnout. 

Minho tried to get up and help his best friend, but fell down due to the severe pain. Soobin noticed this and kicked Jisung aside, proceeding to dash towards Minho and wrap his arm around the boy's neck. 

"Step closer, this boy will turn blue." Soobin said.

"J-Jisung!" Minho started to cough. He was losing air by how tight the headlock is. 

"Stay back." 

Jisung kept his distance. His mind started to think possible ways to free his best friend. His hands started to shake, succumbing to the nervousness. Shivers went down his spine. He couldn't handle this kind of pressure.

"Hmmm... so you only stop when you're friends are in danger huh?" Soobin said. "You're too scared to lose them yet you can't even move your ass to help them. Like this runt. He'll leave you."