rough touch
rough touch
( 17 ) Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.
Today is the day Minho expected to come some time in his life since the day he escaped the blood stained hands of his father seven years ago. Seven years however, was not enough to prepare him for what might happen if the got caught. What he fears isn’t the consequence he will receive for his betrayal, it’s Jiyeon he worries of.
Minho and Jiyeon decided on a little walk seeing as she’s finally free from her crammed schedule. They both spent the earlier hours of the night together in peace consisted of nothing but a light conversation and occasional laughter. As they both were enjoying the night they were both encountered by several men whom Minho recognizes and this signals danger. The men began chasing them down the dark street and the both of them had no choice but to pick up their pace to survive. After several minutes with their lives hung on their speed they both came across an abandoned building. Minho only has a handful of skills in martial arts and he’s confident he’ll be able to take down several though with how prepared the men appeared to be he’s certain that open attack isn’t going to help both of them survive.
“Minho what’s going on-” Jiyeon shot the question directly at Minho who’s eyes fixed behind them. Without providing her of any answers he pushed her into a dark opening of a wall with a minimum space only two people could fit. His back against one side and hers on another. Her trembling hands grip tight onto his leather jacket he grew to appreciate several minutes ago as it would probably protect him from any blades to an extent. “Shon Minho you answer me right n-” Before she could utters out another word, his hand presses against her lips silencing her. The only way she could communicate with him at all is through her tear filled eyes. “Co-operate..Jiyeon you speak another word the life you know could change”
