The Underground - 3RACHA

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Jisung was looking down at the floor as he entered The Underground for the first time since he'd started the process of moving house, which was at least a month. He was following a few steps behind Chan and Changbin until he felt someone grab his wrist and pull him out of the building. He wanted to scream but his mouth was covered by a hand. Chan and Changbin didn't realise as he was pulled away.

"Where have you been?" Hyunjin asked after shoving him into the empty alleyway. It was dark and empty and Hyunjin loomed over Jisung like a black pillar. He could see the fire in his eyes and it put Jisung at a loss for words, unable to explain what he wanted to. "Hey, I'm talking to you," Hyunjin said, jabbing at Jiusng's shoulder with his index finger and sending him stumbling back a few steps, "why did you smash up my car?"

"Car?" Jisung frowned, "I didn't touch your car, Hyunjin."

"Then who smashed it up!?" He yelled, making Jisung flinch.

"I...I don't know, please don't be angry," Jisung begged, hating to think what Hyunjin could do to him in a dark alleyway with nobody around. He silently begged that Changbin and Chan would come an find him but he didn't have much hope. Neither of them knew where he'd gone.

"Why aren't you at your aunties house anymore? Where did you go?" Hyunjin pressed further, stepping closer to Jisung who took smaller steps backwards until his back hit a large dumpster.

"I moved out..." Jisung mumbled, his words as quiet as they could be. Jisung hoped that by making himself small Hyunjin wouldn't want to hurt him, especially not when he wasn't fighting back, but that's not how Hyunjin worked. If Jisung looked vulnerable, he'd seize the opportunity.

"Where? Who did you move in with?" Hyunjin asked, placing both of his hands either side of Jisung's body, trapping him in his hold like a fence. Jisung could feel his heart start to race. "Jisung, who did you move in with?" Hyunjin asked again, calmer, which frightened Jisung more than his yelling. If he was calm now, he'd explode later.

"I-I moved in with..." Jisung began but couldn't get the words out. He felt as if he was being choked by Hyunjin's presence alone.

"Who?" Hyunjin asked, moving one of his hands to Jisung's cheek which he gently stroked across. It sent chills down Jisung's body. He'd rather Hyunjin hit him. "I won't be mad."

"Please...please don't touch me," Jisung begged, trying to push Hyunjin's hand away from him as tears filled his eyes. Hyunjin's hand snapped to Jisung's neck at the speed of light and he started to grip it, fingers digging into his skin. Jisung gasped, trying to push Hyunjin off him again but breathing became harder and harder. The hand on his neck tightened.

"Tell me who it is, you fucking whore!" Hyunjin yelled, making the tears fall from Jisung's eyes like a waterfall. He thought Hyunjin was going to kill him.

Suddenly, Hyunjin's hand was yanked away from Jisung's neck and he toppled backwards onto the floor. Jisung stared down at him as Hyunjin groaned in pain. When he looked up he saw a familiar boy with a not so familiar one standing behind him.

"Jisung," Felix said, stepping over Hyunjin who he had thrown on the floor and placing a hand on his shoulder, "are you ok? Did he hurt you?"

Jisung could only start crying harder at the question. Felix wrapped his arms around him in a hug and let Jisung cry against his shoulder until their attention was brought back to Hyunjin by the stranger Felix had been with. "We need to go," he said, pointing at Hyunjin on the floor who was starting to sit up, fury burning in his eyes.

"Fuck. Yeah, ok."

Felix reached for Jisung's hand and the three boys started to run out of the alleyway. Hyunjin was yelling behind them, curses, threats and insults, but Jisung tried to block them out.