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From: Wooyoung 17:58
Mayday Mayday
Maaayyyydaaay maydaaayyyyy
S.O.S
S.O.S
...
...
Yo!
Heeeeeellllllppppp
Brrroooooo!!
...
Dude
WHat the actuaL Fcuk
If i was asking u to save my life i'd be dead by now
Fuck u 2 bro!
To: Wooyoung 19:34
Bro!
Chillthefuckax!
I was taking a shower?! You breathing bro?
From: Wooyoung 19:36
Barely! Tnx to some
I'll kick ur juicy ass later now i'm in need bro
To: Wooyoung 19:37
No homo bro!
From: Wooyoung 19:38
Bro! Shut the fuck up let me talk i need u to be my date tonight thwres an auction at San's
my date bailed on me i neeeeeeeeddddd u brooooo
To: Wooyoung 19:40
What's in it for me?
From: Wooyoung 19:41
I'll get u anything u want from the auction my dude
doll up
ur one in a life time sugar daddy will be there in 30 minutes
To: Wooyoung 19:43
But I haven't said yes yet :'(
From: Wooyoung 19:44
Your NO HOMO ASS will kill me skin me and put me on the wall as decoration for two dollars Yeonjun
To: Wooyoung 19:45
Fair enough
*****
"So tell me again, why exactly am I here?"
"San's been dating that dickhead from office for the past couple of days since we broke up."
"And again why exactly am I here?"
Wooyoung ignored him with a 'you-are-good-for-no-shit' look.
It had been nearly an hour since they had arrived and Yeonjun couldn't be any less interested in whatever was put up for sell.
'Everything seems a waste of money even if it's not his money and even if the one spending the money is a waste himself.' He thought to himself.
"I should really look for some new friends." He told ... No one??
"That piece of shit really left me all alone out here, didn't he?" He spat out to no one in general just to notice every single pair of eye at their table and a few from tables around them look at him with horrified eyes. 'What? It's not like he had taught the bad word to their babies!' Yeonjun just went for a charming try-not-to-look-so-fake smile. It was always easier this way than try to deal with these pretentious snobs who saw nothing but themselves. He looked good and he knew it, so after he made them feel like they were the bad guys with giving them another one of his seductive smiles, foxy eyes wrinkling around the edges; He tried to focus on the auction again. Thinking even if it comes to buying literal trash, he'd go for that, just so he could get his petty revenge.
So far the auction was offering everything and nothing, from ugly ass so called modern paintings, like legit painting 2 lines on a canvas with a ruler and calling them parallel universe (that was a thing these days apparently) to boats, luxury cabins in the middle of nowhere and rare breed animals, some alive some preserved that in his opinion should have been kept in museums like that Puma one.
"That's a peculiar cage!"
"I bet it's just another dead animal."
The two next to him were murmuring to each other. The cage was indeed peculiar though, one Yeonjun had never seen before.
It was relatively small and was being pushed by some strong looking guards to the prepared stage for the day. It was round in shape and wasn't made of the typical steel bars or glass; instead, the cage was surrounded by long arrows shot at the edges to form some kind of a fence. You could see there had been a fire or some kind of firework, but for now there was no trace of anything lighted or anything inside the cage for that matter. 'What's the point? Is the cage for sale?' He wondered, not liking the idea of how alluring this empty cage seemed, like some invisible hands were grasping his shirt's collar, wanting him to get in there with them.
"It's not empty" someone shouted from the crowd.
"Something is... is moving" someone else added, and soon there was all kind of voices and sounds filling the room.
"Oh my God a beast"
"Is this safe?"
"Is that thing alive?"
"What is it? What is in that cage?"
"I think it's handcuffed!"
"But it's moving towards us..."
"It's a bear... Ohhh my… my God It's a bear"
''GOD have mercy on us''
"A beast!"
"A hybrid." Yeonjun finally said, his words lost in all the shouting.
''He's… scared?!'' he breathed out catching the petrified eyes looking around the arena in horror.
He wanted to say something, to shut them all up. 'Can't you see how you're making him shake in fear because of you?' he wanted to; but all he did was sit there and look. It was as though he had been mesmerized, sworn to be quiet by the quick lock of eyes with the hybrid. One second later and the hybrid had retreated into his safety zone, somewhere in the corner of the cage, between the arrows.
"Who would want that thing? Gosh! I'm disgusted... Is this even legal to bring such things into our households?!!" A woman from the table next to him cried when she made sure the cage looked empty again.
"Don't bother Lena! This thing's not worth it."
Yeonjun didn't initially plan to go for such a big move, but that clutching feeling since the cage was brought into the spotlight and how the hybrid had tried his best to make himself smaller by crouching down and covering his head and ears, even injuring his back by the pointed arrows with going back and forth in the small cage made him somehow nauseous, made him remember who he was and how he didn't belong there, made him remember someone who had stolen his dreams, sweet and warm dreams long forgotten.
"I'll take him, whatever the cost!"
Yeonjun announced proudly standing, making the whole room except one in steel hand-cuffs look at him.
"Mamma told me: You ain't anybody's bitch son!"
Yeonjun smirked, whispering the last words to the ones sitting at his table, the ones he preferred not to refer as human if not beast.
*****
"You WHAT Now?" Wooyoung almost shrieked, making heads turn in their direction for the nth time that night.
"I own a hybrid now!"
"Since fucking when?!"
"Since you were fucking San in the bathroom bruh!"
"Bruh!!!"
"I Knoooow!!! Couldn't help it... He was looking at me."
"No shit?!"
"Could you pleassssse for once in your life be a bit of help? I'd appreciate the effort." Yeonjun whined hopelessly.
"I AM helping you! I'm paying for your damn hybrid! And he cost me like what? An office?! A company?" Wooyoung gulped down the rest of his drink in one go. They were standing in the hall where food was served and both of them were stress eating causing the waiters to look at them both in worry and suspicion. Yeonjun couldn't care less, neither did Wooyoung. His love & hate relationship with San was making him go haywire, not that he was any better before but now it was just plain obvious. He did stuff, that well; a sane Wooyoung wouldn't, if that was ever a thing.
"You didn't. I paid for him myself. I might be a total nutjob, but even a nutjob has boundaries." He pouted more with his head low.
Appetite long gone, he put his drink down, feeling like even the slightest smell of anything made him feel sick. Thinking he was going home tonight with a hybrid under his protection when he couldn't make pasta to save his life without flipping the whole pan over, was sickening. He was worried sick and the butterflies were all over the place.
"You don't have to do it. Forget about your pride and take what you said back." Wooyoung said matter of factly, putting his hand over his shoulder, pressing it to calm him down.
"I know I don't have to and it's not about pride. I'm just a teeny tiny bit ~"
"Scared?" His friend finished for him.
"Yeah..." Yeonjun sighed.
"No matter how scared you are, he's probably more scared than you... Yeonjun we are no strangers to hybrids. Remember Kai? Do you ever regret~?"
"NO. NEVER. I neve~"
"Good, Now man the hell up and go get'em... San is lurking around somewhere and I might pee my pants any minute."