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"Taehyun!" A voice shouts from behind the two.
Beomgyu looks back, only to have his head turned back towards the scenery. "Taehyun?? What's happening?"
"Keep your head low and don't show your face to that man there." Taehyun whispers, putting a face mask on Beomgyu and pulling his hood over his head. "There, you won't be recognized."
"Recognized? Taehyun what is going on and why now?-" Taehyun covers his mouth with his hand.
"Don't worry Beomie. I'm so sorry I got you into this mess.." he whispers, a smile on his face.
Before he could react, Taehyun was harshly pulled onto the ground, making him grunt from the impact of the floor.
"Taehyun! I need that money now! It's been weeks now and still no money. Also, who's this with you?" A guy, taller than Beomgyu with dark brown hair says.
"He's none of your concern." Taehyun replies, standing up with his unsteady feet. "And I already told you. I will not give you a single bit of my dad's flesh and bones!" He shouts, a slap earned in return.
"Don't yell at me. Your dad is dead. There is no way that money is him."
"No!" Taehyun shouts again, this time with tears running down his cheeks. "He earned that money with all his hard work, day after day I hear him tired from work! And you? You just laze around while asking for money like you some bitch who can't handle themselves!"
Beomgyu stood there in shock from the information he just got. "Why now?! Not now!"
He shouts his thoughts out loud, gasping when he realized. The man stares at him with a weirded look.
Without thinking, Beomgyu grabs Taehyun's hand and takes off running, pulling Taehyun along with him.
"Hey! Don't you two run away on me now! Taehyun!!!" The man shouts, chasing after them. Sucks that he's too slow.
Finally in school territory, they could walk. The man couldn't get into school territory without a student ID.
And about Taehyun's motorcycle, it's still at the bridge. See, Beomgyu didn't think before running away.
Lucky Taehyun still has the key in his pocket.
"Taehyun-ah.. about earlier." Beomgyu starts, his arm floating in the air as he hesitates to wrap it around the other's arm.
Taehyun caught onto that and leaned in a bit, their arms bumping into each other and Beomgyu finally wraps his arm around Taehyun's.
"Earlier.. that man. He's my dad's brother. He would be my uncle, then. But, he's no uncle to me. He just wants my money and the money my dad had when he was alive."
Beomgyu rests Taehyun's head on his shoulder and they continue walking. Taehyun continues his lil rant because he needs it.
"The reason I didn't want you to be seen was because he would recognize you. Your family is one of the richest people in Korea and if he saw you he'd probably go as far as kidnap you for riches.."
"Ah.. makes sense." Beomgyu whispers. He was glad Taehyun protected him.
"As you can tell, it's been weeks since my dad died. Even so, I feel like it's been years. That man has been chasing me down for the money, but no, he can't since I sent the money to my mom down in the U.S. That money is the only thing left of my dad besides of this picture frame of him and me." Taehyun said with a smile.
They're now in front of the school. Looking up at the dark a gloomy clouds, it seemed like it was going to rain.
"I.. I miss him so much.." Taehyun mumbles.
Beomgyu gives him a sort of sad smile. "I know how you feel. I know how it feels to lose someone you love. My parents both left me when I was about twelve years old. They got into a car crash and all I could think about was, it should've been me.. afterall, I was the one who caused the crash." He sniffles at the memory. "But, Taehyunie. I will be here for you, alright? Even if he comes back, I'll be here to protect you from your uncle."
They smiled at each other, both out of happiness and sadness.
On drop, two drops, three drops, four. It was raining gently, the water dripping down from their heads to their chins.
They quickly made their way inside the building, a worried Yeonjun ran into them.
"Oh my god, where have you two been?! I searched every primacies of this place!" He exclaims, shaking their bodies.
Beomgyu winced in pain. His arms were still hurting from the beating.
"Yeonjun! You found them!" Soobin yells from down the hall, running towards them with Huening kai behind his back. "Thank god you two are alright! I was so worried!"
"Yeah! I second that!" Huening exclaims. He looked like his eyes were ready to burst with tears at any moment.
"Well, we're here aren't we? Now come on, let's head back to the dorms. Beomie and I will need to change." Taehyun says with a giggle, leading the way up to the dormitory, dorm #14.
Even after they were finished up, it was a sleepover of just the 5 of them.
A movie night of watching anime until they passed out (actually just the maknaes & Beomgyu), snacks all over the carpet floor (not spilled), and a whole ton of paper from when they were drawing pictures (actually just Beomgyu).
When the movie was over, Soobin and Yeonjun cleaned up after them all. They washed the bowls from the popcorn and cleaned up any trash was from the mess they made.
Beomgyu's drawings were hanging on the fridge as the two stared at it like very proud parents from their toddler's first drawing. Except, this drawing was a masterpiece.
A drawing of a really realistic picture of the 5 of them watching the TV together.
The very first picture of all 5 of them together.
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"Well that wasn't nice."
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