Spying or Prison, Choose

Minho was sobbing and heaving uncontrollably when the officer rounded him, jamming a key into the cuff and twisting the cuff open with a click. With the way he was bawling, it would take just a few more minutes for him to begin hyperventilating. His life had become one giant mess, from Jae Hyun, Renjun and now to the police who were threatening to lock him away for God knows how long.

The officer took the cuffs off his hands and he rubbed his wrists, still looking at the man who seemed to not pity him knowing the details of how he landed in the mess in the first place. To be fair, none of that was his liking. He was forced into everything and if he had a choice he would have chosen wiser. But who even cared to know about that?