#natm yi do yun

[smol-boy-akim]

Who would try trust with their life?

Akim: Their are quite a few people I'd say 'I trust with my life'. Back when I was alive, I trusted Fane Pavlov, Yi Do-Yun and my sister, Romana with my life. And now in the museum, I'd say I trust Ahkmenrah, Amelia, Evelyn, and Dorian with my life.

[smol-boy-akim]

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For what in your character's life do they feel most grateful for? What in their life do they resent the most? Even if it means drastically changing where they are now, would they travel back in time and change what they regret?

Akim: I tend to feel very grateful for my boyfriend, Ahkmenrah. As well as the friends I've made at the museum. I was also pretty greatful for Fane and Do-Yun. I did resent Volkov and Petrov during my time in Russia. As much as I would have liked avoiding all the things that happened to me in the past, they helped made me who I am today, so I'd say, no I wouldn't change a thing.

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Captured

Akim had been ambushed. He had been taken and held captive by the American soldiers.

               "Ugh," a cry of pain rang out from Akim.

                "Looks like he's ready for a 'nother round," one American said.

                "Sure does," said the other.

                 Akim had been there for nearly two weeks and in that that time they had only shown him never-ending pain; they tortured him. Matter of fact, he had the scars to prove it.

                "Uhm does little-" the first soldier approached Akim, squinting his eyes as he tried to read the Russian boy's name that was embroidered into his jacket. "...Cnaopehko wanna play?"

              "That's not how it's pronounced," Akim grumbled.

             "I don't care," the man spit.

             "It-" Akim was cut off.

              "Hush," the man began. "Let's play the game shall we?" He smirked as he punched Akim right square in the nose.

          Akim had been bound by chains--he couldn't fight back.

          Part of the scar on Akim's nose had once again open and the blood seeped out.

           The man was still smirking when he punched Akim in the mouth.

             Blood danced in Akim's mouth, then it plunged out and fell upon the ground.

            The man knocked Akim's legs out from under him and began to kick him repeatedly and relentlessly; this almost reminded Akim of the event at Lake Nero.

         Finally the man stopped and hissed, "Pathetic." He and the other left the room and Akim fainted.

       **

       About two hours later, Akim has been shook back into consciousness. His eyes opened.

       There was a Korean soldier by the name of Yi Do-Yun. "Akim," Do-Yun whispered as he cut the shackles away from the Russian. "I'm here to get you out of here."

       "Thanks," Akim said, weakly.

      Do-Yun smiled. "Don't mention it." He helped Akim up and together they fled back to where the others would be.

[smol-boy-akim]

For Do-Yun

Akim and the other Soviet soldiers had met plenty of Korean soldiers that they'd be fighting with.

       One of them was a seventeen-year-old boy by the name of Yi Do-Yun.

        Akim and Do-Yun quickly found themselves becoming friends, and soon more.

Akim had even impressed Do-Yun with saving a whole Korean family from being killed by enemy soldiers--granted, Akim did receive a bullet to the knee from that.

         Akim and Do-Yun had been sitting it a cabin, preparing to go back out into the war.

         "Akim," Do-Yun said.

          Akim looked up, "Da?"

          "You're cute," Do-Yun giggled.

           Akim blushed. "Thank you…! Um, right back at you there."

            Do-Yun giggled again, coming closer to Akim. "Can I kiss you?"

             Akim nodded and breathed, "Da."

              Do-Yun leaned in and kissed Akim right on the lips.

              -

              As time went by, Akim's love for Do-Yun only grew.

              He wasn't quite sure what he would do when the war was over.

              While in battle, a bullet went off piercing Do-Yun in the abdomen.

             Do-Yun collapsed to the ground.

             Akim quickly kneeled by him. "Don't worry, I'll get you back to camp...you're going to be okay."

              Do-Yun coughed up blood. "No...no. Akim, I…" another cough. "Just...know...I love y-you."

             "I love you too," Akim whimpered with tears in his eyes.

             Do-Yun fell silent and still.

             Akim heard what sounded like American soldiers cheering, "We got one! We got one!"

             Akim growled, jumping up, and whipping out his gun. He then fired repeatedly until that cluster of soldiers had collapsed to the ground. "That's for Do-Yun, you assholes," the Russian boy growled.

           Another American soldier jumped out of nowhere and shot at Akim.

           A bullet pierced one of Akim's legs--another, his shoulder.

         Akim gasped out in pain.

          Then the American soldier smiled, pulling the trigger once more.

           The bullet pierced Akim' in the throat--the bullet had gone in one end and out the other.

             Akim felt like he was choking on blood before collapsing and blacking out.

            -

            When he awoke, he was back in Moscow being nursed back to health, but Akim made a promise to never forget Do-Yun or Fane.