Zico sped down the trail and stopped. He pulled his helmet off and looked around. *Damn. I thought I saw their van go this way.*
Zico heard a couple voices. He turned the engine off of his motorcycle to listen better. Zico hung his helmet on the handlebar and snuck over.
The men in black suits and dragon tattoos were lighting cigarettes and murmuring something. They nodded and went into the van. His eyes widened *That’s it! That’s the van!*
The van left.
Zico came out of his hiding spot and darted towards the garage.
Meanwhile, you were looking for a way out. You tried to slide the door open but it was locked from the outside. *Dang! What do we do now?!* You thumped on the door and screamed for help.
“It’s no use.” Seungri grumbled, “This place is deserted.”
Before you could give up hope, you heard the chains rattle from outside. Your eyes widened in fear *Oh no.* You stepped back as the door slid open. You expected to see Junyup but was shocked to see Zico instead. Your eyes widened, “Zico! What are you doing here?!”
“Zico?” Seungri mumbled and looked up hopefully.
Zico glanced at your brother and looked back at you, “I came to spring you, of course. Why the hell did you follow them?”
“They had my brother.” You mumbled.
“You could’ve called for help. Goddamit, you always try to solve things yourself. That’s why you broke up with me in the first place, isn’t it?” Zico snapped. You stayed quiet. “Let’s get the hell out of here.” He pushed past you and wound Seungri’s arm around his neck.
Seungri flinched as Zico helped him up. “You coming?” Zico asked.
You snapped out of your daze and followed.
Before you could go two steps, a rush of footsteps came to the door. You gasped with wide eyes. The Dragons were really back this time.
*.* Zico thought.
Seungri’s hope deflated like a flat tire.
You swallowed hard.
Junyup came over, “We have a visitor here. Oh, so you’re ~~~~~~’s boyfriend. I was going to go after you next if she didn’t willingly come along.” He laughed. You stiffened *I knew it.*
Zico glared at him resentfully. “Take your brother.” He growled dangerously. You took Seungri and walked to the side. You worriedly watched the men surround Zico. He circled around and eyed the men through his bang. Zico flexed his fingers and tightly curled his hand into a fist.
Out of nowhere, one man sped towards to attack. But Zico was fast and kicked him in the chest on time. A wild fight broke out.
You fearfully gulped. What if something happened to him? You wouldn’t be able to live with it.
It seemed as if Zico was beating them at first but then endless men appeared with weapons. Zico was all on his own without anything. Even though he was a good fighter, no one be able to beat that. Zico landed on the ground and touched his bruised rib with a painful wince. He struggled to get up but was kicked in the face.
“Zico!” You screamed. He spat blood on the dirt floor.
Junyup came through the men and looked carelessly at him on the floor. Junyup held out his hand. One of the men put a golf club in it. “So you see why people shouldn’t meddle into other people’s business. I’ll teach you the same lesson I taught to Jiyong’s girl.” He raised the club.
“NO!” You shot out and covered Zico protectively. The golf club stopped in midair. Junyup gave you a curious look. You spitefully glared at him, “If you hit him, you have to go through me, too.”
“No. Move.” Zico tried to move you out of the way but you wouldn’t budge.
“Aww, how sweet. Your brother couldn’t even protect that Minyoung girl and here you are, trying to protect your lover.” Junyup crooned, unimpressed.
“Die!” You spat. “You deserve to burn in the deepest pits of hell.” You growled with gritted teeth.
Junyup furrowed his eyebrows, displeased. “I will not let you talk that way to me. Before everyone else, you should learn your lesson first.” He raised the club.
“No!” Zico grabbed you and shielded you with his body.
Before the club could land on both of you, 6 motorcycles zoomed in without warning. Shocked, the men scattered.
“Get up!” U-Kwon stopped his motorcycle and held his hand out.
Zico grabbed it and quickly scrambled up. Using the distraction, Zico ran over to Seungri and put him on the back of Taeil’s motorcycle. “Take him to the hospital.” Taeil nodded and raced off with Seungri. Zico grabbed your waist and put you on the back of P.O.’s motorcycle.
You shook your head with wide eyes, “I don’t want to go-“
“You have to.” Zico snapped.
“I don’t want to leave without you.” You blubbered tearfully.
Zico softened, “So you do love me after all.”
“Of course I do, you babo.” You bawled as you weakly punched his shoulder. “I love you, too.” He whispered and kissed your forehead.
“ARGH! STOP THEM!” Junyup barked.
“Go!” Zico told P.O.
“Zico!” You reached out but the motorcycle swept off. You had no choice but to cling onto P.O. You felt numb from the cold and worry. *I hope the rest of Block B will be okay. I have to contact my oppas soon-*
You looked up as a familiar car passed by. Momentarily, you saw the faces of Jiyong, Taeyang, Daesung, and Seunghyun. Your eyes rounded *No…don’t tell me…they came themselves.*
You stared at the back of the car.
The license plate belonged to Seunghyun.
For a minute, you couldn’t believe it. Then you started to scream and struggle, “P.O., stop the motorcycle!”
“What?” He asked, confused.
“LET ME GO! MY BROTHERS ARE IN DANGER!”