~Save Me~

~Protecting Him~ Part: 2

Long chapter, you have been warned!

|Yoon Bum's P.O.V.|

"He doesn't belong to anyone!" [M/N] defended, walking over to me and helping my aching body up. "You okay?" He asks, frantically checking me for wounds, eventually finding the cut under my neck had reopened slightly. I cowered in pure terror when Sangwoo audibly growled, "That is my toy!" He yelled, throwing his fist at [M/N]'s snarling face, connecting with it slightly but he managed to dodge enough to steady himself. My heart shattered when I heard my old crush state that, I was just his toy. My eyes blurred with tears as I watched [M/N] dodge another punch from my captor, followed by a kick to the stomach with sent him tumbling down.

| [M/N]'s P.O.V.|

Rolling over as I took another hit from Sangwoo to the leg, and shot back up. "Sangwoo, come one we shouldn't be fight-" I stopped when I heard a choked sob and whipped my head around to see Yoon on his knees bawling his beautiful steel gray eyes out. That got me going, turning back to Sangwoo I got into the best fighting stance I could muster. Leg still feeling like it would break, I swung at my brother, fist connecting with his jaw and he stumbled backwards, falling to the ground. Walking up to him, I could barely react when he lunged at me with a knife in hand. Cutting me once in the shoulder, and once in my thigh, I groaned out in pain and shoved Sangwoo off me, rolling over to lay a few punches in his face. Finally after what felt a year of punching the life out of my brother, a loud siren went off that scared the living Jesus out of Yoon Bum. Yoon Bum. I had completely forgotten he was here, getting off my now bloodied and bruised sibling I looked around to see the cops rushing in and detaining the ombré fucker. I kept searching until my eyes met weeping grey ones, we were only a few yards away. The police were yelling and shouting orders around us but, all I focused on was Yoon, not even listening when they kicked the door down. Yoon's tearing eyes watched me as if scared I would attack him, and then I did it.... I ran to him and gently picked his fragile frame up, and kept running until I was far away from the scene. "[M-M/N]" The male in my arms said in a whisper, I almost didn't hear him as I looked down to gaze upon his teary face. Pressing my forehead to his, I silently said, "You're safe, you can rest now" and with those words he fell limp in my arms, snuggling closer to grab onto more body heat.

And it started to pour.