Space Agent ※ Seongjoong

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It fell steadily Yeosang's body slamming against the interior. Everyone watched as the horrible scene unfolded before them. His father's blood stained the window.

"Yeosang!" Wooyoung cried out.

Tears streamed down Yeosang's face as he let his body fall with the ship. A weak smile spread across his face when the ship turned and his body slammed against another wall. The ship crashed into the side of the building at a weird angle tearing off the wing before skidding on the ground. Wooyoung and San were the first to move to the ship that was starting to catch on fire. Hongjoong and Seonghwa landed waiting to see what would happen next. The Callisto fleet was in a panic as they relayed messages back to Callisto. San smashed the window there Yeosang laid bruised from the fall.

"Yeosang," they crouched down next to him but recieved no answer. He was just unconscious.

Hongjoong set a glass of water down for Seonghwa along with painkillers for Yeosang. Ever since that happened Seonghwa had been nursing Yeosang who fell ill shortly after.

"How is he?" Hongjoong's hand rested on Seonghwa's shoulder.

"He keeps waking up and falling back to sleep, he no longer has a fever so that's good." Seonghwa slumped into his seat his head resting on the hard backing awkwardly.

"Get some rest Hwa, I'll watch over him for you and you can sleep in my bed." Hongjoong pulled the exhausted male to his feet and ushered him off.

Seonghwa slowly made his way to Hongjoong's room. Once he was in he wasted no time jumping into the bed. His back ached from hours of sitting and helping Yeosang with the nightmares he was probably having.

Even though Seonghwa had seen plenty of men shot down, something about watching that whole ordeal was different. The way Yeosang new that would be the end for him and how content he looked with it. Seonghwa squeezed his eyes shut before relaxing to attempt getting some sleep.

The phone on Yeosang's bedside table buzzed. Hongjoong examined the caller ID to find what seemed to be Yeosang's brother?

"Hello?"

"Who is this?" The voice on the other end seemed hushed as if they were hiding from something.

"Hongjoong, Yeosang's friend?"

"Why doesn't Yeosang have his phone? What have you done with my brother?" His voice grew aggressively.

"He's really ill right now and needs to rest. I promise you we haven't done anything to him. Is there a message you want me to relay to him?" Hongjoong wantd this conversation to end completely. He knew he should've just given the boy up when he had the chance to.

"Tell him that I want his ass home as soon as he's on his feet no ifs, ands, or buts about it." The angry brother hung up. Hongjoong rolled his eyes, his specialty, and set the phone back down. Once he turned to check on Yeosang he noticed the boy was awake.

"Was that my brother?" Yeosang asked weakly. Hongjoong only nodded making the room fall silent as Yeosang stared at the ceiling.

"I didn't want this to happen..."Yeosang trailed.

"You know, me killing my father and surviving somehow." Yeosang elaborated. Hongjoong had no idea what to say, but all he knew was that Yeosang had his reasons.

"Are you going to be okay, with the situation and going back to your brother. He seems very...angry."

"I've caused enough trouble for you all, I think I'm fine enough to go back tomorrow,"

"You should stay at least another day before you go, you still look pale." Yeosang nodded.

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Sorry for the extremely late updates I've recently learned that ive been dealing with strep throat for the past 3 days so ive been getting some much needed rest
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