𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 彡 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙

3.8 • the escapists

Jongho and San were having
breakfast on the table.

JONGHO:
“San, I think we should
move.”

SAN:
“move?”

JONGHO:
“i don't feel like the house
is safe anymore and–”

JONGHO:
“i don't want yuta's friends
coming after us or anyone.”

San put his fork down.

SAN:
“jongho, I'm sorry I've
been so troublesome.”

SAN:
“look, I'll just move.”

SAN:
“ive been searching for
apartments and places I could
afford and there are plenty.”

SAN:
“i will move out.”

SAN:
“i don't want to cause you
or y/n anymore trouble.”

JONGHO:
“san that's not my point.”

JONGHO:
“my point is that we will
move together.”

JONGHO:
“im sure y/n wouldn't be
pleased if you moved out.”

JONGHO:
“neither would i.”

SAN:
“i just don't want to cause
you guys anymore trouble.”

SAN:
“i have a lot of blood on my
hands.”

SAN:
“dont want you guys to be
responsible for that.”

JONGHO:
“san, I promise you–”

JONGHO:
“even if anything does
happen”

JONGHO:
“i won't hold you
responsible for it.”

JONGHO:
“you will be moving with
me.”

San sighed.

JONGHO:
“so I'm thinking to move
to Oxford Avenue.”

SAN:
“no that's not safe.”

SAN:
“i know another place.”

JONGHO:
“alright let's go see it today
then.”

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The group chat had been quiet
for a while now.
Seonghwa felt that he had behaved
very immaturely but what could
he do?

He hadn't expected to see someone
from that past of his.
He always thought that, that
part of his life would never
come back, but you can only
deny the past for so long.

So here he was, in his car,
going where he shouldn't.
To Jung Wooyoung's house.