"So why are you walking with us now?" Woohyun asked warily as he stood between Sungjong and Myungsoo.

"Well I've been stalking you guys since the beginning of the school year so this isn't really that different... to me that is," Myungsoo shrugged nonchalantly.

"I hate to say this and I sorta hate myself now... but you were right," Sungjong murmured before cautiously holding Woohyun's hand, to which the older was more than willing to hide the younger a bit more.

Myungsoo smiled gently at the sight as though absolutely nothing was wrong, "Aw~ how cute~. But seriously you guys should stop that before I feel the need to sever Woohyun's arm from his body with a knife~."

Obviously something was wrong with everything so they quickly let go before said thing actually happened. By the time the three reached Sungjong's home they heard a giant thump inside.

Cursing under his brearh, Sungjong unlocks the door to have a bullet nearly miss his head and hit the side of the entrance instead.

"Foul play!" Hoya yells before grabbing a familiar looking yankee's wrist and flipping him over and taking the gun. He finally seemed to notice them as he smacks a yankee charging behind him with said gun, "Oh, welcome back home. By the way, you also might need to get a new microwave."

"You should wait outside and wait for me to clear this up and make them suffer, okay Sungjongie~?" Myungsoo smiled sweetly as he stepped into the house before closing the door to the couple's faces.

The two couldn't help but be dumbfounded as they stand outside the house as more crashing and groans of pain occured inside the house.

After a minute or so, Hoya opened the door with a bit of blood strawberry jam on the side of his cheek, "Okay, they're tied up in the kitchen right now... also Myungsoo is terrifying."

"Yeah I got the gist of that like three hours ago," Sungjong couldn't help but sigh as Woohyun patted him sympathetically on the back. The three of them carefully stepped around anything broken within the living room as they entered the kitchen to find not-quite-bloody-corpses groaning on the ground with an innocently smiling Myungsoo standing in the middle of it all with a bloody knife.

"Couldn't we have just killed thm off?" Myungsoo asked.

"As much as I would like to kill these guys and even thought I'm part of a kkangpae group I try to stay as legal as possible," Hoya puts his hands up as he cringed.

"Soo now what are we suppose to do about these guys?" Woohyun asked while awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well first we have to knock them out, clean up anything on them that makes it look like they got hurt on purpose, and then ditch them in an alley far away from their base," Hoya said.

"Although that seems really complicated it's probably the most logical thing I've heard today so let's go with that plan."

~2 hours later~

Sungjong unlocked his door yet again to see his ruined house and huffed, "Now what am I suppose to do? They're after my head right now and they just found out where I lived..."

"Well you have a boyfriend who wouldn't mind letting you stay at his house," Woohyun hummed with a smile, making Sungjong manage a small smile in a long time.

"Excuse me." Myungsoo deadpanned and basically got a kitchen knife out of nowhere but before he could get to the stabby-stabs part Hoya quickly restricted the yandere's arms.

"Just for your information I'm not restricting a psycho again for you Woohyun," Hoya said as he tried to continue properly restricting Myungsoo's hands.

"The one time I'm thankful for a yankee living with you until he completely heals," Woohyun murmured before hiding behind Sungjong a bit.

"So any explanation as to why I'm getting ambushed by kkangpae members on basically a daily basis now?" Sungjong asked.

"Isn't that easy? You are the son of two of the wealthiest people in South Korea," Myungsoo blinked.

"Wait you are?! Since when?!" Woohyun asked with the same shocked expression as Hoya.

"Did I never tell you?" Sungjong blinked innocently.

"NO!"

"Huh, I thought I did. Well it's like the only reason why I have a fancy two-story house to myself and why my parents are never at home since they're always travelling around the world."

"Then that makes it two reasons to go after you, huh?" Hoya sighed., making the three of them look at Hoya oddly. The yankee realized what he just said and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Next things he knew there was a knife underneath his chin and pointing at his throat. Myungsoo then asked threateningly, "You couldn't have fallen for my Sungjongie... right?"

"W-What?! N-No!" Hoya yelled but could feel his ears burn up.

"You freaking kidding me." Woohyun deadpanned, making Sungjong blink in shock.

"How is that even possible?! Three guys that are in love with me?! What's even so likeable about me to have everyone go gay for me?!" Sungjong yelled in frustration.

"Well you're like the cutest thing ever-"

"And pretty but handsome-"

"Plus when you smile or laugh our days literally lighten up-"

"And you're really nice and sociable-"

"But also sassy, which that makes you more interesting-"

"And you have no fear in being yourself-"

"Also did I mention the cute part?"

Sungjong just stared at them as he could feel his face turn bright red. His shocked face turned into him staring at them in an unimpressed way (that was still blushing), "You guys are dumb. I'm staying at Jiae's house instead."

He turned around as he grabbed his phone to call Jiae before leaving the house.

The three guys stared at the door.

"But it's not a lie," Woohyun pointed out, to which the other two nodded in agreement for once.

~Over at Jiae's house~

"I can't believe they said all of that with so little shame!" Sungjong yelled before burying his still blushing face into one of Jiae's pillows.

"Well girls would die to be in your place instead, you know, being surrounded by extremely handsome guys," Jiae patted Sungjong on the back.

He looked over to Jiae, "Would you?"

Jiae blinked before putting a finger to her lips in thought, "Woohyun: too greasy, plus flirts too much with girls he's not even interested in. Myungsoo: a complete psycopath and stalker that carries knives around. And from what I hear about how you describe Hoya: decently nice but place in kkangpae group is questionable. So really, overall: hell no."

He sighs in relief, "I'm so glad I have at least one normal friend."