HYUN JOONG POV

I dropped the hot chocolates; it spilled all over the ground.

Some of it soaking into my shoes.

 I made a mad dash to jaejoong’s warehouse.

Please don’t do anything to so min.

Please don’t….

His capable of doing anything, capable of anything…

I repeated in my head, as I urged myself to hurry.

I kicked down the door roughly as I heard so mins high pitched screams echoing through the halls.

How stupid can he be, not changing his location.

I checked in every single room, I rushed up the stairs, two steps at a time as I continued flung open each and every door.

I flung open the last door, down the hall, and there she was.

So min sprawled on the bed struggling to loosen the rope, so that she could escape.

But there was no use in trying.

 jaejoong was sitting on the bed with so min, her face ever so slowly.

Her face was stained with tears.

She winced at his every touch.

I began to approach them quietly, hoping to shock him.

“YAH, get away from her creep” I shouted as I pushed him off the bed.

He landed on the floor with a loud thump.

I punched him several times in the face.

“DON’T. EVER. TOUCH. HER. AGAIN” I said in between punches.

By the time I was finished with him; he was stained with blood on his face, and was his clothes were dripping with blood.

“this is what you get for messing with my so min” I said as I got up.

I quickly went and untied the ropes that were tying so min to the bed.

“Oppa” her voice barely audible.

She choked back tears.

I looked at her wrists; it had burn marks from the ropes.

“Don’t cry, oppa is here” I said as I wiped away her tears.

‘That bastard…’

I carried her to my house, as she cried into my chest.

“I won’t let him ever touch you again” I whispered into so mins ear encouragingly.

“And jaejoong, you’re going down, mark my words” I said at his warehouse.

JUNG SO MIN POV

I cracked my eyes open, I sat up from the bed.

“ey, how come I’m not home” I thought out loud.

“Oh, right, that incident… oppa must have brought me here” I thought as I got up and rubbed my eyes.

“oppa?” I said as I walked down the stairs slowly.

“So min!” hyun joong said as he ran up to me and gave me a bear hug.

“Are you okay, so min?” hyun joong asked worriedly.

“I’m fine, oppa” I replied.

I sniffed the air, as the familiar smell of pancakes filled my noise.

“PANCAKES” I screamed with delight, forgetting the incident that had happened the other night.

I haven’t had pancakes since omma died.

It was almost 13 years ago.

I sadly thought.

I sat at their kitchen table as I grabbed a fork and spoon and waited for the treat hyun joong had prepared.

He finally placed the pancakes down onto the table in front of me, where I was drooling over the smell.

“MMMM, YUM” I said with a big mouthful.

I stuffed it in my mouth, devouring the taste of it.

This taste…

It was utterly familiar.

“yah, slow down, you’re going to choke” hyun joong warned, but he was a second too late.

“Water” I gasped.

I quickly drank the water in big gulps and sighed as hyun joong patted my back.

“hehe” I laughed half-heartedly.

“Did by any chance my omma teach you to make these delicious pancakes?” I asked.

“hehe, u could say that” hyun joong said.

“And oppa, I didn’t know you could cook” I said.

“Hey, don’t under-estimate what the amazing hyun joong can do” hyun joong said as he smirked.

“Oppa?” I said softly.

“Who is jaejoong…?” I whispered as I diverted my eyes to the floor.