the kids don't wanna come home | SVT BXB

"no, please dont"

sorry for the long wait, school's a pain in the ass >:( 

ah yeah, chap is kinda sad and the starter to some big ass shit for meanie...

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only half an hour had went by and the boys were already at hansol's again. just this time, it was a deep silent and cold-atmosphere meeting, since everyone was kinda fearing for their lives.
kihyun and changkyun had escaped, meaning it was only a matter of time until they would show up to kill all thirteen boys. 

seungcheol was leading the whole meeting - like always - but to be honest, he was probably the most scared out of them, so he didnt do much. seeing this as his chance to finally act accordingly to his age, jeonghan had started to try and calm down everyone. but it wasnt going very well, since nobody listened to what he was yelling/saying.

seokmin and jihoon were fake-crying over how they "wont be able to tell their loved parents their last goodbye", jisoo was basically shaking in fear and seungkwan was very loudly beating mingyu's sorry ass. hansol tried to save the tall boy, but without success, seungkwan can be like a hurricane when angry (lol i just had to, im sorry...naegaHOSH).
junhui was silently considering wether he should just confess to minghao so the two could die as a happy couple or not, but he was waay too much of a coward for that, so this idea went down the drain pretty quickly.
as for minghao, he wasnt too fazed by all of that, why worry about something that hasnt even happened yet? maybe the robber-duo wasnt even going to do anything. so he had settled down on hansol's bed, watching his friends chicken out with interest.
soonyoung was next to him, laughing his ass off at the whole scene.

well, and wonwoo and chan, the two poker-face dudes, were just doing the usual - sitting around and giving everyone the "dont give a fuck" attitute.

"guys, guys, please calm down!", jeonghan screamed at the top of his lungs, "we have to calm down and think properly!"
it was like he had pushed some sort of button - everyone froze and slowly sat down, lining up as if they were 5 and jeonghan was the angry mum.
"woah, it worked!", he exclaimed in amazement, smiling proudly to himself. he already knew what he would use to tease seungcheol for the next few yea-
wait. did he even want to know seungcheol for that long? 
wasnt this like...a temporary friendship they would be losing in a few years anyways?
nobody had ever said this would be for longer than this year, right?
was he just overreacting?
or his brain stupid?
or-

"ehm hannie..." seungcheol's voice brought him back to reality.

"hannie?!"

"shit" the younger turned crimson red.
"that was just...it kinda...slipped?"
"o-okay..."

both stared at each other, red to their ears and totally forgetting the eleven teenagers watching them like this was some kind of romance movie.
until seungkwan killed the fun.

"yeah yeah, i know, you are straight blah blah blah i smell bullshit-
just fuck already, do it like the china line, they're basically already a thing. dont wait too long, you might be dead by tomorrow.
anyways, can we kinda...move on with everything?"

"o-of course...as i was saying - we-we...what was it?"
jeonghan stammered, bright red and ready to dig himself his own grave and disappear.

"you didnt say anything yet, just yelled at everyone to get their shit together", hansol helped him with a roll of his eyes, for the first time since he knows him agreeing with seungkwan.

"w-well...thanks." jeonghan gave up, gesturing to seungcheol to continue; but the latter was even worse, not getting out a single word.

chan sighed dramatically, standing up and coughing to get everyone's attention. 
"well guys, i kinda know the two.
they're not bluffing, so no chance we'll get out of this alive. either we kill them - which is surely no option - or we better get out of here. fast."

"thanks, im now way calmer and definitely NOT panicking", jisoo mumbled.

"should i lie to you?", chan snapped immediately.

"so...like...we're basically dead?", junhui spoke up. crap, now he would NEED to confess to minghao as soon as possible...#helpmeiamwenjunhuiacowardandneedtoconfessasap

"yeah, except we disappear from here."

"wouldn't even be that bad. i mean, nothing holding us back here", wonwoo whispered, too quiet for anyone to hear.

the discussion went on for a good two hours, until it was already starting to get dark outside and they still hadnt come to an end.
so everyone parted, their minds filled with scared thoughts and worries, hoping they would be able to meet tomorrow and still be thirteen.

mingyu made his way home, his thoughts full of guilt - he was the one who had let kihyun get away and later, when kihyun had turned up and freed changkyun too, he had been the one who tripped over chan and pinned him down by accident. he had helped these two, basically being the reason his friends were now in danger. heck, he would be responsible if one of them died!

absendmindetly opening the door to his apartment, he wasnt even thinking as he walked in. halfway to his room, it struck him.
his parents had surely seen him, shit. he had forgotten to sneak in through the window.

almost in the same heartbeat, he could already hear the hoarse voice of his father from the kitchen. 
"boy, where are you coming from?"
he didnt sound as fucked up as he would normally do, and mingyu honestly didnt know wethever to thank god for it or be even more scared.

"i was out with a friend", he responded carefully.

"and you think that's okay?" now, his mother was speaking - she was surprisingly clear, too. 
it was suspicious, they would normally already be waving around with their joints at this time, why not today?

"well, i-i thought-"

his father cut him off impatiently: "save the bullshit for your friends and come here right now, we need to talk."

>>oh shit shit shitshitshitshitshitsh-<<

slowly, mingyu made his way to the kitchen, standing in front of his parents, who were sitting at the kitchen table.

"what-what do you n-need?", he asked carefully.

"we Need money", his mother simply stated. without context, cause that wasnt needed anymore. mingyu knew what to do, and it made him shudder.

"s-sure"

it came out as an unsteady whimper, like a little girl. 

tears started to blurry his vision, but he managed to hold it back and smile a broken smile.

"then everything's clear, you can go boy"

ten minutes later, mingyu was breaking down in the bathroom, crying and shaking uncontrollably. 
he didnt want to, he didnt want to, no no no, this was just a nightmare, a bad dream-

but it wasnt.

it was way worse, making his skin crawl and his brain shut down.

>>i would rather die<<

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poor mingyu, but meanie is lifeu and i need it to have couple-scenes....

sigh, the struggle

thanks,

theDarkWolf7