Running Away
It's a Hip-Hop World, Baby!It was almost bedtime.
The five of you were anxiously waiting for Jiyong to be released. Finally, he came out, haggard, cold, and hungry.
“Oppa!” You ran over and hugged his waist as tightly as possible. You started to cry, relieved to see him again.
“I’m okay.” Jiyong patted your head. The two of you sat down.
“Aren’t you hungry?” Seunghyun asked, concerned.
“I’d rather starve than eat something that woman cooked. God, I hate her so much.” Jiyong muttered. You were still holding onto his waist.
“Hyung,” Taeyang seriously whispered, “I don’t think any of us can take any of this anymore. I don’t want to see Jiyong going back into that room again and I hate seeing ~~~~~~~’s red eyes every morning. We don’t belong here. We need to leave here as soon as possible.”
“Don’t you think I know that? But I don’t know how to. If we get caught, there will be more trouble.” Seunghyun muttered.
“Still, hyung, we have to do something.” Even Daesung was pushing him.
Seungri nervously looked at the faces of his elder hyungs.
“Time to sleep.” The warden said.
You squeezed Jiyong tighter, “I don’t want to go to sleep.”
“You have to. Come on.” Taeyang picked you up and carried you to the girls’ room.
You hugged his neck, looked into his eyes, and whispered, “Oppa, can’t I just sleep with you today?” “
No,” He shook his head, “You’ll get in trouble by the wa
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