[Yeonbam / Yeonjun Beomgyu Fanfic] The Person Who Must Be Hidden

The Person to Hide Episode 2

Silence descended with the sound of the door locking.

Beomgyu slowly looked around the inside of the old warehouse.

It was a small space consisting entirely of a dusty sofa, an old dining table, and a bed placed against one wall.

"Where... is this place?"

The Fed took off his wet coat, draped it over a chair, and answered briefly.

A hiding place known to no one.

"...a hideout?"

It is a place I set up just in case while working at the organization.

Beomgyu looked at Yeonjun as if he couldn't believe it.

Just a moment ago, he thought that person was trying to kill him, but now they were hiding him.

He was a person I simply could not understand.

"Why did you save me?"

Instead of answering, Yeonjun took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and threw it at Beomgyu.

Drink up.

"Start with the question..."

It becomes a hassle if you collapse from dehydration.

Beomgyu took the bottled water but didn't even open the lid.

"...I saw someone being killed."

The Fed's hand paused for a moment.

So, you can't let me live, can you?

A moment of silence followed.

The Fed leaned against the table and spoke in a low voice.

"right."

"...Then why?"

I don't know either.

Beomgyu was actually more flustered by the single remark uttered so calmly.

It didn't seem like a lie.

It was the face of someone who really didn't know the reason.

The Fed took his cell phone out of his pocket and checked the screen.

Dozens of missed calls.

They were all organizations.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned off the power.

"...Do you not have to take it?"

"When I get it, I'll ask for your location first."

You can just lie.

The Fed chuckled.

Those people hate lies the most.

"..."

So, all traitors die.

Upon hearing those words, Beomgyu unconsciously swallowed.

This person is now...

He was betraying the organization.

Because of myself alone.

You could die because of me.

Yeonjun poured water into the glass without looking at Beomgyu.

Don't feel guilty for no reason.

"but..."

It was my choice to save you.

It was a short remark, but strangely firm.

Beomgyu could not say anything more.

It was then.

Gurgle.

An embarrassingly loud sound echoed in the quiet space.

Beomgyu's face turned bright red.

"...Sorry."

The Fed smiled a little for the first time.

Because I spent the whole day running away.

A short while later.

There were two cup noodles on the dining table.

Beomgyu hurriedly moved his chopsticks and ended up burning the roof of his mouth on the hot soup.

"float...!"

Yeonjun silently pushed his water cup toward Beomgyu.

"Thank you..."

An awkward silence hung in the air.

A moment later, Beomgyu cautiously opened his mouth.

"...what's your name?"

The Fed.

I'm Beomgyu.

I know.

"...uh?"

Your student ID.

Yeonjun took his wet student ID out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

It fell out of Beomgyu's pocket as he was running away.

Beomgyu picked up his student ID with a bewildered look on his face.

"...Did you look at it secretly?"

Because I had to verify the identity.

"Then, what about your age..."

Twenty-two.

"..."

Third year of university.

"..."

My parents live in the countryside, so I am living on my own.

Beomgyu looked at Yeonjun with his mouth open.

Did you investigate that too?

It's an occupational disease.

Beomgyu pouted for no reason.

"...That's scary."

At those words, the Fed smiled faintly.

Are you scared of me now?

"...little."

It's too late.

Beomgyu let out a laugh without even realizing it.

It was strange.

Just a few hours ago, I felt like I was going to die.

I was eating ramen with this stranger right now.

At that moment.

Zing.

The Fed's turned-off cell phone vibrated.

It was an emergency-only terminal.

He checked the screen with a hardened expression.

A traitor has appeared.

Find the second-in-command Fed immediately.

Beomgyu didn't see the message, but he clearly saw Yeonjun's expression harden in an instant.

"...Is something wrong?"

The Fed slowly put the terminal into his pocket.

And gazing at the darkness outside the window, he muttered softly.

It started sooner than I thought.

Now the organization is not a witness,

He started hunting himself.