100 | jaeyong [1]

twelve (m)

"You have the worlds most feared and best soldiers coming after you all. Why would we let you stay here? Especially considering you brought the Prince along with you" He gestures towards Yuta who is still unconscious in his seat.

The brown haired male looks to Jungwoo with a pleading gaze. The blue haired male could easily knock out this man and help them out.

Jaehyun noticed the conflict within his eyes when they first confronted him. Something here isn't right and he is guessing it has something to do with the man who is currently touching Taeyong's knee.

The blue haired male simply moves his gaze away, pretending as though he hadn't seen the other.

"Based on the people you used on us" Taeyong still manages to keep his cool. "You have an impressive army yourself. If Taeil arrives and can't see us, he won't be allowed to search through this city without having Doyoung here to supervise. Especially if you refuse to let him in. And I can promise you that Doyoung never ventures out on these errands."

The blond haired male pulls himself onto his feet as he seems to be taking what has been said into consideration.

He walks over to Jungwoo who avoids the older's gaze at all costs. His stance grows awkward as his upper arms are grabbed by the other.

Speaking lowly, the blond haired male's words can't be heard as he talks to the blue haired male.

After a few moments, he lets go and looks to the intruders again. Jungwoo's hands gently caress the areas where he was just touched, almost as though he was trying to get rid of the older's touch.

"You can stay for a few nights" The blond haired male remarks. "You may refer to me as Sangpil. I'm the leader here. Jungwoo will show you to your rooms and I hope you'll enjoy your stay but please keep in mind that when Taeil arrives, that gives you 24 hours to leave us. It doesn't take that long to go and get that lover boy of his."

"Agreed. We thank you for your generosity" Taeyong swallows as his gazes flickers down to look at his feet.

"Un-tie them" Sangpil orders before walking out of the room and out of sight.

Jungwoo pulls the knife from his belt and walks over to Taeyong first. After freeing his hands and feet, the blue haired moves to Yuta who has started to stir.

Taeyong rushes to Jaehyun, a look of worry on his features as he works to cut through the rope with the daggers which were left on his body.

"Are you okay?" The silver haired male questions.

"I'm fine" Jaehyun can't help but feel relieved as he hears his own voice again. "I'm just glad that creep stopped touching you."

The older tilts his head slighting, pausing in his task of cutting the rope at the brown haired's ankles as he hears the tone from his voice.

"Are you getting jealous of an old man?"

Jaehyun scoffs at him. "He isn't that old and no I'm not jealous. The look in his eyes wasn't right. Did you see the way Jungwoo was when they were interacting? Something isn't right."

Hearing this, Taeyong finishes cutting the final bit of rope before grabbing the younger's knee with his hand, meeting his gaze.

"You're right. I can sense something is off also, which means we need to stick together and not allow for any of us to be left alone while we stay here. We can't do too much as Sangpil is providing us with shelter for a few nights. So just bear with it for a while and as soon as possible we will leave."

The brown haired male doesn't like the idea of staying here at all. Then again, he knows that Taeyong is a great fighter. He can feel safe when he is with the older.