Chapter 107
There's an alley with identical dim lights but unlike before, there are no more guards inside. Jamie snorted when Jihoon sways almost all of his body and he was forced to stop walking and motion Jihoon to the wall and kneel before him. Jamie felt stupid now that he didn't think about piggybacking the young artist earlier. Now his muscles were sore and a pack of sweat was drenching his forehead and dripping to his cheek. Exhaustion beats the cold temperature of the place.
Jamie groaned but settled Jihoon on his back. He walked much lighter than earlier when he stumbled his steps. Jihoon's side cheek was curling to his shoulder and for some reason, Jamie felt the peace in their situation.
