Sinner | ONEUS

02

"Give me your wallet." Son Dongju said for the nth time as he pointed the tip of the gun on his hand to the head of the old man.

"P-please, have mercy—" he had ran out of patience and he had no time left so he quickly dug the man's pocket on his coat. When he soon took out the man's wallet, he smiled in satisfaction.

"Thanks." he said to the poor old man before running away.

"There he is! Come back here, thief!" the security guard ran after him, the thief that also barged in the bank just a few minutes ago. The latter ran around the busy streets of Seoul, jumping over and sliding on top of the obstacles that was blocking his way.

Sirens of the police cars could be heard from afar. Cursing under his breath, he decided to go through the dark alleys that has many corners and split side ways that anyone could get lost in. But being used of passing by the place, he didn't have any trouble of finding his escape.

He climbed over the dead end wall and jumped on his feet as he landed on the ground. He walked a few more steps before reaching the abandoned building which he calls his home. "Oh, you're here." he nodded at his brother that was laying weakly on the sofa.

He placed the duffel bag where a huge amount of money was in it from the bank. Taking off the mask that was covering his identity, black cap and leather gloves, he released a relieved sigh.

"We'll get you treated. Don't worry, we have enough money for your medication." he said calmly with a soft smile. Dongmyeong tried to sit down, clasping his left hand on his stomach where a bullet was dug in. A few drips of blood came out of his wound. The stubborn guy winced in pain.

"Hyung! Don't try to get up! Just take some rest, I'll call for help. Stay here." Dongju helped his twin lay back on the comfortable furniture.

He stood on his feet to get up and was stopped by a bloody hand. He turned around to look at the pale and weak man. "Dongju, don't get yourself in trouble because of me." he said in a cracked voice.

"It's the least that I can do for you for saving my life." he placed his hand on top of the older one's. "You know that I don't like having debts. I'll pay you back instantly with all I can do." he said before leaving to the kitchen.

Dongju took out his phone and dialed a friend's number to help Dongmyeong with his wound. "Okay, I'll be there." satisfied with the elder's answer, he ended the call.

He grabbed a cloth and a small pail, filled with the cold tap water before going back to the living room. He washed off the blood that stained Dongmyeong's milky skin and ripped of the cloth to cover it up on the wound to stop it from bleeding.

"I hope it would get better." his brother gave him a small smile before nodding. "I will be fine." a few minutes had passed then they heard a knock on the metal door.

"That must be him."

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"You." Dongju gritted his teeth from saying those words like it was a poison that was threatening a life. "Yes, me. You got it right. I was the one who killed your father. It wasn't my fault if he didn't pay his debt at the right time." Taeyong admitted whilst dipping his hands inside the pocket of his trousers.

"What do you mean, "debt"?" for all he knew, his father is a good man and doesn't do any illegal businesses. He saw how his father cared for him and his family. He wouldn't do such thing.

"Yes. Remember when your mother was giving birth to you and your twinie brother? The three of you were at risk of losing your lives. Luckily, the doctors saved both of you from death but the thing is, it was my family's money that saved you." Taeyong started telling how the story started making Dongju raise his brows.

"That time, your family was having problems with financials. Monthly rents, food, medication fees and of course, the hospital bills that was supposed to be paid first before the hospital would do anything to you." the guy chuckled for a bit before continuing.

"I still remember how your father cried in front of my father, desperately begging for a money to borrow. I was a little five years old back then. I was sitting next to my father while he was reading me a silly fairytale book."

He stopped to fill his glass with an expensive wine and sipped the bittersweet liquid. "My father ended the fairytale story saying, 'Son, not all fairytales end up with a happy ending'. I was confused of what he said. Of course, I was just five. But now I know what it meant... by taking your father's life as a payment of his debt while you all will mourn at his death."

Dongju's veiny hands curled up in fists. His nails were digging in his skin that anytime, it would bleed. "But I realized, one life isn't enough for paying three lives. I'm not good in math but I'm not stupid enough." Taeyong took out a gun from his pocket.

He put down his glass of wine and brushed the shining silvery metal with the tip of his slender fingers. "And the other life that I'd be taking is yours." he pointed the gun at Dongju's direction. He pulled the trigger and the latter closed his eyes.

Bang!, It sounded. Dongju felt no pain but Dongmyeong did.

He opened his eyes only to find out his twin brother lying on the ground, groaning in pain as he bled. "Hyung!" he ran to him.

"Oh, I see. Your brother sacrificed. How sweet." the blonde sarcastically said, still smiling. "Well, it's okay. I'll see you around!" Taeyong waved calmly walking out of the room leaving the two men.

"Hyung! Why the fucking hell did you do that?!" he shouted at the helpless man and he just smiled weakly.

"You're my brother, remember?"

"Yes, but don't be so stupid for taking the bullet for me, you idiot!" he him picked up and carried him out of the place.

He turned around once more to look at the building where the devil was in. "Just wait and see, Taeyong. I'll make you regret the things you've done to my family."

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Dongju is still our cutie baby, alright?

UNEDITED