Jonathan watched the news, checking on the internment camps every now and then. They were to last until the bombings were officially done and over with. Hell to nah. That would take YEARS.
He leaned back in his computer swivel chair and sighed, hearing birds tweeting outside and soft rustling behind him. Wait… Rustling behind him? He lived alone… Well, minus the great many Asians he was thrilled upon saving at that exact moment.
“Hello?” Jonathan called out, swiveling around with a delightful yet curious grin.
And there’s the barrel of a gun. His grin drooped, “Uh… Hi? That’s a nice greeting you got there.”
“You got one jus’ like it?”
Jonathan froze up, judging by the skin tone, complexion, and accent, this was NOT a US soldier. AT ALL. “U-Um… No. I’m strictly pessimist. I have a few kitchen knives though, i-if you’d like to come meet th-them though?”
The guy with the gun frowned, ““Stand up, American. Come meet me in your back yard. My friends are waiting.”
“Y-Your friends?” Jonathan bit his lip nervously but nodded his head and swallowed anxiously.
The guy nodded and grabbed Jonathan by the hair, pulling him up straight and throwing him by his hair onto the floor on his stomach. “O-oof!” Jonathan grunted, a hand traveling to his head in pain.
He groaned as the guy pulled his hair up again and commanded, “Up, American Scum!”
Jonathan huffed softly, his hands gripping on the roughed up hand gripping his hair tightly. He moaned in pain softly, biting his lip to muffle his noises of protest as he gradually made his way up from the ground. As the guy kicked open the door, Jonathan peeked open an eye to see Evan and the other Asians he’d saved standing and talking to the guys with guns so simply.
Evan immediately looked over to see the guy kick Jonathan onto the ground with his military standard boot with his hand still gripping Jonathan’s hair. “H-Hey! Let him go! 그분을 석방시켜 주시 오!“ Evan rushed over to stop the man from pulling the trigger as he pointed the gun at Jonathan’s head.
Jonathan yelped as the man let go of his hair and removed his boot from the back of his blue hoodie.
Jonathan groaned and shifted so he was kneeling on the ground. He glanced at Evan and thanked him with a bow of his head.
Evan smiled and knelt down next to him, hugging the male with great fondness, “Thanks Jonathan.”
Jonathan froze, “E–Evan?”
Evan grinned and nodded, “I knew you’d be here somewhere in NC, mother fucker.”