Hidden Treasure || ATEEZ AU

District 9 1/2

A few days had passed since he met up with Chan and Yeri, Yeosang was admittedly putting off for almost a whole week to talk about it with Wooyoung. He would've managed to 'accidentally' forget about it if they didn't text him again.

So Yeosang spent the first three classes thinking on a way to breach the subject with Wooyoung. He wasn't sure what really was going on. He had his old friends pushing him to get involved, but to be honest as long as Wooyoung was safe and okay then he didn't really feel like caring about it at all, it was none of his business,even if the secrecy rubbed the brunette the wrong way.

However if it had something to do with the treasure it would do him good to investigate. Just to be sure it wouldn't hinder his own plans. Whatever those plans were in detail now that he had seen the money in person, Yeosang wasn't sure yet.

He really couldn't think of a casual plausible way to bring this up in conversation so when his best friend sat in front of him at recess and started sipping on some bottled iced tea he just jumped straight into it.

"Look, I know you're in a gang." They were bffs, they could talk about anything, right?

"What?!" Wooyoung's high pitched shriek, followed by him comically choking on his drink, brought a resistant smile to Yeosang's face.

"The people you were with last Monday night, I know you're all in a gang. You don't need to lie to me anymore." Yeosang explained it further.

"I don't know what you're talking about." His best friend avoided his eyes, still coughing with a scowl.

"I saw you in the field." Yeosang accused him flatly.

"So it was you up there!" Wooyoung let out before realizing that didn't help his case.

The younger quickly went back to avoiding his gaze, but Yeosang wasn't letting up. A silence

settled between them, untold arguments and whines being exchange as Wooyoung finally met the older's eyes. A battle that Wooyoung knew he'd lose, as it often happened with the two best friends, the younger was used to just not being able to say no to Yeosang.

"Okay, I was out with a group of friends last Monday I admit, but it's not what you think, we're not a gang gang . That's ridiculous. Now my throat hurts, ugh." He finally said it, but still tried denying evasively as tried appeasing his sore throat with a bite of his sandwich.

Getting the truth out of Wooyoung seemed surprisingly easy and that was comforting in its own way, for Yeosang to know the younger trusted him enough to not insist on secrecy. If only he didn't have ulterior motives he'd be touched, but in actuality the older wanted Wooyoung to put up more resistance, cut him off from that part of his life. Wooyoung was being naive, Yeosang mused bitterly.

"I mean do you get into fights often? Like physical fights?" Yeosang continued to prod.

"Well, yeah, I guess..." Wooyoung admitted defeated. "But we try to avoid it. It's not like we are out there looking for people to punch, they are the ones that come to us looking for a fight. We're innocent!" He tried defending himself.

"How about money, do you get money from anybody?" Yeosang asked giving him a look.

"Well, some teachers give us a little cash at the end of the year, but it's not like that. It's a gift, like a 'job well done' gift..."

"You're in a gang, bro." The older one deadpanned at that.

"It's not like that." Wooyoung was getting loudly whiny by now.

"I'd say you're part of the mafia, if we were not both high school students." Yeosang continued, only half sarcastic.

"Look, okay maybe it's a "gang". But it's a good gang, like we're the school guardians and stuff. We do good stuff. It's fine." Wooyoung gave up and accepted it while munching on some cookies, still making quotations in the air with his fingers at the word gang. Yeosang just rolled his eyes. "How did you even know? You just saw us in the soccer field and assumed we were there to fight?"