"Kim Dongwoo.
Dongwoo looked up to see his bonded, Lee-Tang Yifan, standing over him, a sad look on his face. His best friend, Do Seungri, stood behind him, worry and concern clearly visible on his face. Dongwoo hadn't moved from the sofa since he came home and it took all his will power to keep the pain down at manageable levels
"Hyungdeul." He whispered.
"What the hell happened?" The Chinese born Korean gingerly sat next to the younger man, stopping him from sitting up. He gently reached out and pushed Dongwoo's hair out of his eyes so he could get a better look at Dongwoo's face. "Who did this to you?"
Seungri disappeared into the house and came back with a first aid kit in his hands. Handing over the kit to Tang-yi, he slipped behind Dongwoo, allowing the younger man to lean against him and ease his breathing.
"They tried to rob me. I already gave most of the money to Song-Chul so he could deposit it for me. So they didn't get much. I made enough for rent and food for this month." Dongwoo said. "At least they didn't hit my face."
"Let go of the pain." Seungri ordered.
"Huh?"
"Let go of the pain." Seungri said with a bit more sternness in his tone. "I can't take your pain if you don't let go."
As Dongwoo let go of the pain, he could feel the pain disappear. While he hated the fact that Seungri had to do this multiple times a week, he was grateful that the older man was willing to do this without being asked. He often bullied the Dongwoo into letting him help him, going far as to just hugging him and take away the pain anyway if Dongwoo was being too stubborn.
"You need someone to look after you." Tang-yi muttered angrily in Chinese as he started to treat the younger man's wounds. He gently tugged on Dongwoo's arm, wanting him to sit up so he could wrap Dongwoo's ribs.
"That's why I have you both, gege." Dongwoo replied in kind, a cheeky smile on his face as he carefully sat up with Tang-yi's help. While korean was their prefered language, they spoke more than four languages between the three of them. And switching it up made it fun, espically when an outsider was listening in on their conversation.
Tang-yi quickly finished what he was doing before swatting him gentle across the arm.
"Have you told Jun-ah yet?" Tang-yi asked in korean as he helped Dongwoo lean back against Seungri. The fact that Dongwoo hadn't told their youngest what he did for a living was still a touchy subject between the two.
"No. It doesn't matter. I'm looking for another job." Dongwoo reached out for Tang-yi and pulled him in for a hug. "I am sorry I worried you."
"I wish you'd quit fighting." Tang-yi let out a sigh and tightened his arms around Dongwoo. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you. We can't look after Minjun on our own. My lifestyle is not suited for him."
"And mine is?" Dongwoo asked softly as he pulled away. "Hyung, I am worried about you guys too. I want to know what's going on with you."
Despite living togather for the past three years, Dongwoo still didn't know what Tang-yi and Seungri did for a living. He knew that their job was more dangerous than what he did to make money but he could never get Tang-yi or Seungri to talk about it.
"I am fine, Dong-ah"
"Hyung." Dongwoo whined. "You look after us so well, hyung. Please let us look after you."
Tang-yi ruffled Dongwoo's hair and getting up, gently pulled him up, a smile on his face "Let's get some sleep. We have to pick up Minjun in the morning."
"Ne, hyung." Dongwoo wrapped his arms around the shorter man before realizing that there had been another person in the room with them. Cursing himself for forgetting the man who had helped Tang-yi look after him, Dongwoo looked at Seungri and could see a sadness in his eyes.
Dongwoo pulled away from Tang-yi and moved towards Seungri. "Hyung."
"Don't" Seungri whispered, raising a hand to stop him in his tracks and taking a step backwards "Please don't."
"Hyung?" Dongwoo's sadness at being rejected was clear in his voice. Seungri was never one to refuse physical affection from him. so why was he doing it now?
Tangi Yi made his way around the sofa and stood in front of his best friend. As Tang Yi read out for the younger man, Seungri couldn't help but flinch. Tang Yi let his hand drop and frowned. Seungri's reaction was really starting to worry him.
"What's wrong?" he asked softly in an effort not to scare the other man into running.
"Nothing." He said. "Just go."
"Can we please talk about this?
"No." Seungri walked out the door, angry that he let it effect him. On a good day he could ignore what he was feeling but the physical toll of taking not just Dongwoo's pain but some of his injuries as well was making him sensitive.
The other two men watched as their friend disappeared, worried about his state of mind.
"What's wrong with Ri hyung?"
"I don't know." Tang-yi sighed. "I'll talk to him tomorrow. Let's get some sleep"
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Seungri walked to the garden and lay down in the grass, staring at the stars hoping it would help clear his mind. More often than not, he was able to control his powers. He was the only one in the world who possessed "God's hands" - a set of powers he wishes everyday he could get rid off - despite the number of people he has helped. Not only could he read a person or an object's past through physical contact, he could kill or heal people just by touching them. the tricky part about the healing aspect of his powers was that the only he could heal some one was if he took whatever was wrong with them into his body
'Why me? Why cant I be the normal one? Why did I have to promise him not to do anything rash? I almost blew it today. I cant even do the simplest things right. A'Fang was right you are a worthless, good for nothing pabo, Do Seungri. They are going to hate you. They hate you already don't give them any more reasons to hate you'
He hated everything about himself. He let Tang-yi drag him around because he felt that he owned it to the younger man. Some days, it was the only thing that kept him going. He had managed to keep his depression hidden from the rest of them. But these days, good days were virtually non existent.
Knowing that the others would have gone to bed by now, he walked into the house and to his room. He knew that the others would want to talk about what happened earlier. But knowing Tang Yi, he would be waiting to talk to Seungri first thing in the morning. As he drifted off to sleep, he came to a realisation that he wasn't mentally prepared to talk to the others.
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Tang-yi woke up with arms wrapped around his body. He smiled down at the young man cuddling with him before looking around to make sure that it was Dongwoo who had wondered into his room and not the other way around. When they had first met it was little off putting to find Dongwoo cuddling up with him in the middle of the night after a bad day at the ring.
He never expected to have three arions. When he was three, his powers were forcefully taken from him when they first presented. When he reached the age of bonding, he was told his ability to bond had been irrevocable damaged. So he spent his entire life not expecting to bond. Bonding with the underground boxer sleeping in his arms was the best and worst thing he had ever done. The bond allowed them to use the other's powers and it saved him more than once. But it also put Dongwoo in danger. The fact that the were walking around with matching scars was still a sour point for Tang-yi. He also was forced to look for their third and fourth arions. Living the lives that they did made finding their other arions both dangerous and a nesscity.
Seungri had been his rock during this time, putting himself in the line time and again to protect Dongwoo and Minjun. Tang-yi's friendship with Seungri was unexpected but not unwelcome. Tang-yi had known Seungri for as long as he could remember. When he thought about it he found it ironic that he had met his best friend at a police station as a teenager and found out that their loyalties lay with the same man. Going through many hardships together had cemented their friendship. They had discovered their powers togather, training togather while struggling to hide their powers from the rest of the world.
Something was off with his friend and Tang-yi had a feeling that he was to blame. This had happened once before resulting in the death of his best friend. A chance meeting with Dongwoo and wish granted by the All-Father was the only reasons he hadn't lost him.
Tang-yi gently moved Dongwoo off of him and got out of the bed. They had an hour before they have to pick up Minjun. The maknae of the house had gone a trip with his friends - a graduation present from his hyungs. And Tang-yi would be lying if he said that he was not looking forward to having their maknae back in the house.
He walked into the kitchen to find Seungri already up and making breakfast.
"Hyung"
Seungri turned to the younger man and smiled. "A'yi"
"Are you ok?"
"Yes."
There was a minitue of near akward silence before Seungri quirked an eyebrow. "Tang-yi stop trying read my mind"
"Then just tell me whats's going on."
Nothing is going on."
"Don't lie to me!"
Seungri felt a blast of power coming and braced himself. The power hit him stright in the chest and he felt the pain a second later.
"Hyung!"
Seungri felt arms around as he dropped to the ground. He shook his head and tried to focus.
Tang Yi tried not to freak out. He hadn't ment to hurt Seungri. He reached out to Dongwoo through their bond.
'DongDong! Wake up!'
The reply was almost immediate. 'Hyung! What's wrong? Where are you?'
'In the kitchen with the Seungri.'
I'm on the way. What happened?'
'I lost control of my powers and hurt him.'
Less than five minutes later, Dongwoo slid in next to him and took control. Wearing nothing but his sleep pants, it was clear that he had been asleep when Tan-Yi called for him. He gently patted Seungri's face and tried to wake up the older man up. Getting no response, he turned to Tang Yi and tried to get his boneded to respond to him.
"Gege! i need you to focus. I can't wake up Ri hyung up. I need you to call Yibo gege and get him to come here. Can you do that for me?"
He watched as Tang Yi got up on shaky legs and head out of the kitchen to make the call. He turned to his younger hyung and ran his finger through Seungri's hair.
What's going on with you, Ri Hyung. Why are you pushing us away?
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YIbo slowly closed the door to the bedroom and sighed. He had spent the last three hours trying to save the life of his sworn brother and he hated every miniute of it. He slowly dragged himslf to the kitchen and ploped himself on the kitchen counter. When he had walked in, he had noticed the brusies on Dongwoo's face and set a personal reminder to deal with them after taking care of the more pressing matters at hand.
Dongwoo handed him a cup of tea and smiled sadly. " How is he?
"He'll make it." Yibo gently romved the band aids on Donwoo's face, and, after gently probing the the cuts to make sure they were healing well, he reapplied the the band aids. "Where is Tang Yi?"
"I sent him to pick up Minjun." He watched as Yibo took a sip from his tea.
They enjoyed the silence for a few minutes before Yibo gently set the cup down and pulled Dongwoo closer. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine."
"You dont have to be." Yiibo wispered "It's ok not be ok."
Like a deflated ballon Dongwoo collapesed on to Yibo and started to cry. "I dont get what's going on with Ri hyung. He refused to let me near him yesterday and today he got in an arugment with Yiyi gege and just collapased. You gege would never hurt him. You have to believe me gege. I know he would never hurt him."
"I believe you, Woo-yah" Yibo held onto to the younger boy a little tighter and let him cry out all the hurt and pain. Yifan did understand what Dongwoo was trying to say. It was stange to see Seungri hurt when he had gotten hurt worse before, both as Tang Yi's left hand and as his best friend.
Being the left hand ment that Seungri had a more hands on dealing with secuirty issues at the comapny while Yibo dealt with the administrative duties as the right hand.
"Let's go cuddle in the living room" Yibo said, leading the younger man to the couch. The moment he sat down, the younger boy wrapped himself around the older man and closed his eyes, quickly drifitng off to sleep.
The door opened and Tang Yi ushered in the maknae of the house. The younger of the two bowed to him and he smiled at both of them, not letting go of the man in his lap. From the way MInjun was glaring at Tang Yi, Yifan assumed that Tang Yi had told him what at happened. He wasnt sure if it was in blame or something else in the makne eyes but if looks could kill, Yifan had a feeling that Tang Yi would have been dead a hundred times over. He also notice that both Tang Yi's arms were covered in bandages. Using his years of pratice, he pushed away the worry and focused on masking his thoughts so the telepath beside him wouldn't stress out over what was going on in Yibo's brain.
Tang Yi sat next to his brother and sighed. Nethier man said anything, letting the silence rule the atmosphere. Less than 20 minuites later, Minjun stomppted over to where Tang Yi was sitting and, much like his brother was doing to Yibo, wrapped himself around Tang Yi. When Tang Yi tried to move, the makne pulled away long enough to glare at him before snuggling up against the man. Knowing how futile any attempt to escape would be, Tangi Yi relaxed into the couch and wrapped his arms around the man on his lap.
"Yiyi gege tried to kill himself today." Minjun wispered
Yibo looked at the pair sharply "What?!"
"He walked right in front of a truck while I went to the convience store. I barely managed to save him. He said that he had killed Seungri hyung and deserved to die. I knew that he wasn't dead; I felt him through the pack bond. I don't understand why he kept insiting that he killied Ri hyung." The maknae laid his head on Tang Yi's chest, letting his heartbeat assure him that he was alive.
Yibo couldn't understand either but it was a problem for another time. "Both of you get some rest. We'll talk about it after we all get some sleep."