"You’re under arrest." - micah & hyuk
from a meme i can’t remember.
it takes him a few seconds to recognize the voice. a few seconds to bury thoughts of fight or flight into the back of his mind. the street is dark, the truck filled with – people. they were people, he could never call them products, items to be transported. but that is exactly what they became right ? the moment the guys he worked with picked these people up, sought them out, kidnapped them and would bring them to either to lady luck so they could be sold in the auction or be forced to work in the brothel - they lost everything that made them human. they became simple products to red lotus. hyuk, by far, didn’t think he was a good person. how could he call himself that when he aided these practices ? that the same hands that danced across the piano keys also tied people together, decided their fate by assigned them to their respective locations. his back faces the one who had become his best friend in a span of a few months, the one he never thought he’d bond so quickly with. the truck that held all his secrets (that was about to ruin lives of many) had long driven away, with a pat upon the back, the driver already on his way to drop the newest load to red lotus’ warehouses.
hyuk doesn’t want to turn around, doesn’t want to see micah’s face, doesn’t want to see that look upon his handsome face. whether spoken words were serious or a mere jest –it didn’t matter. micah must have seen what had transpired earlier. slowly does the pianist (human smuggler) turn around – apologetic smile barely seen under the dim light of the streetlight. the bleak light casting eerie shadows upon their face. gaze lowers towards micah’s hip, there were hyuk knew was the male’s gun. did he carry handcuffs with him ? was he actually going to arrest him ? again, it was difficult to differentiate between jest && seriousness when events had unfolded themselves before the law enforcers eyes. ❝you caught me.❞ and he isn’t sad, nor angry or disappointed that it had come to this. no, he is happy. because this means that he’ll finally will get to pay for his crimes. maybe his parents did a good thing in selling him away, treating him as if he were a product && left him in the faith of criminals && murderers.
maybe they knew he was worthless to begin with. he even takes a step forward at this point, another before he swings long limbs across his friend’s shoulders (his best friend, his ride or die) && maybe he hugs him a bit too tight, maybe this feels too much like a goodbye. hyuk knows that this will be the last time he’ll be able to see micah like this. and he just needs some more time. the reality of the situation dawning on him when he can see the glowing red lights, the sirens. this was no joke. this was real. and in some way this was how micah wanted to protect him. better caught by him than be shot by the other’s co-workers right ? with head ducked into micah’s neck does he whisper.
❝if you tell me to run away now. i will. if you want me to stay and get arrested. i will stay. just tell me – tell me what to do–.❞ sirens by now louder, deafening && he hears shouting and screaming but he waits. bets his own life upon micah’s answer.
