Weeks passed by. Every time you saw Jiyong, it was different now. Behind your bright smile was pity. You couldn’t help but think what would you do if something so terrible happened to your lover?
One Saturday, you were out at the market with Zico. The two of you had lost in a foosball game and had to buy ice cream for Block B. Holding hands, the two of you walked towards his home.
Suddenly, you felt the hair on your back go up. You casually glanced back to see a dark shadow. *Not good.*
Zico tugged your hand to turn towards his house but you froze. “What’s wrong, babe?” He asked.
“We have to run.” You whispered.
“What?” Zico asked, confused. But the expression on your face said it all. “This way.” He pulled on your hand.
You heard the sound of shoes running. “Run!” You yelled. You and Zico fled down the alley.
“We have to split up.” You said. “No way!” He snarled.
You stopped running. “I’m serious. If you keep running after me, they’ll go after you, too.” You turned to go another path but Zico grabbed your wrist and yanked you back. “No matter what we’re sticking together. I’m not leaving you alone to fend for yourself.” He snapped. “Come on.” Zico tugged you and numbly you followed him.
After some hectic running, you had lost the Dragons. You and Zico came back to his home.
“Finally!” U-Kwon took the bag and frowned, “Hey! The ice cream melted!”
Taeil took the bag, “We can just freeze it up again.”
“What took you two so long?” Jaehyo asked.
“We ran into some trouble.” Zico said.
“Is that codeword for something else?” Jaehyo wiggled his eyebrows.
Zico slapped him with the cushion.
“Wanna play?” P.O. held out the pool stick.
You gave him a small smile and shook your head. You sat on Zico’s bed and hugged the Hello Kitty cushion.
Zico came over, “Lucky pillow.” He sat next to you on the bed and held out his hand, “Come here.” You put the pillow aside and took his hand. You settled in between his legs and leaned your back on his toned chest. Zico wrapped his arms around you and propped one knee up. He kissed your temple and ran his fingers through your hair.
You spaced out; thinking what could have happened if the Dragons had found this place. *This place would get trashed and Block B would be homeless.* Your eyes swept across the room.
U-Kwon and B-Bomb were playing video games.
P.O. and Kyung were playing pool.
Taeil was in the kitchen making food.
Jaehyo was lazily lying on the sofa and looking at a playboy magazine.
The thought of any one of them getting hurt pained your heart. That was how close you had gotten to them. They had become one of the most important people in your lives. They were the friends you had never had and you hated to think of them getting tortured by the Dragons.
Zico tenderly kissed your cheek and whispered in your ear, “I’ll do anything to protect you, baby. I love you.”
*I love you, too.* You snapped to reality as your stomach sank. *What the hell am I doing here? How can I be so selfish? I’m on the run and here I am, dragging people into my world. I don’t want them to end up like Minyoung unnie. Especially not Zico. To see him bloodied and bruised or worse dead…* You flinched painfully.
You quickly stood up.
Zico blinked at you, surprised, “What’s wrong?”
“I- I have to go.” You stiffly strode out.
“Leaving so soon?” U-Kwon asked with his eyes glued on the screen.
“What about the ice cream?” Taeil innocently blinked.
“See you soon!” P.O. waved.
*No, you won’t see me.* You stormed out.