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𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟹

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 : 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎

“Good morning,” Donghuck smirks. “have fun last night?”  

You sit silently seething with rage, looking away from him, trying to figure out what really happened while you were drunk. 

“Why are you being so quiet now?” he asks with that smirk still plastered on his face. “I mean, you were screaming all last night.”

“What the hell did you do to me?” You snap.

“What? You were begging me for it,” Donghyuck laughs. “Don’t you remember, baby?” He reaches up and gently caresses your cheek. You instantly smack his hand away and without thinking you attempt to smack his face. “You asshole,” you scream, fighting back tears.

Donghyuck grabs both of your wrists, pinning them down above your head, “does this feel familiar?” he asks with his classic shit eating grin on his face. “Or do you need me to refresh your memory?”

That comment crosses the line, he went too far. You now remember everything you despise in that man. “You asshole,” you yell as you struggle to break free from his grip. Donghyuck couldn’t help but laugh, amused by your reaction. He releases your wrists assuming you sustained enough embarrassment for one day. You quickly hop out of bed, realizing you were still completely naked.

“I don’t mind looking at you like this,” Donghyuck winks.

His words were disgusting but you couldn't think of a comeback for something so foul. You grab your clothing, quickly dressing before running out of his room with your shoes still in your hand. You slam the door behind you as you exit, hoping it'll deter Donghyuck from following you but unfortunately, he does whatever he wants and is closely behind. 

You spot a younger man that you don’t recognize sitting alone in the garage, eating what appears to be cereal. Although it doesn’t make a difference to you who he is or what he hears, all you know is you need to get as far away from the asshole as possible. 

“Get me two bowls for cereal,” Donghyuck orders as you feel him grab your wrist from behind, stopping you in your tracks and forcing you to face him. “Where the hell are you going?”

“It’s none of your business,” you snap, not wanting to look at him. You harshly pull your arm away, attempting to walk away.

“Hey, I’m talking to you nicely here,” he huffs, quickly grabbing your arm again.

“And why are you all of a sudden being nice?” you ask, starting to get angrier. Angry isn't the best word to describe what you are feeling but it's close enough. “Why? Trying to be my knight in shining armor? Huh? Who the hell offers breakfast after a night like that?” You pull your arm away from his grip once again.

Donghyuck, becoming irritable, looks around searching for the right words. “No, I’m not trying to be a fucking hero. I just need you to understand that I will kill you if you tell anybody about what happened.”

‘The nerve of this man’ you thought. Who does he actually think he is?

“Don’t you worry,” you say before thinking it through. “An embarrassing night like that…I wouldn’t dream of reliving it by telling anyone.”

You turn and walk away leaving Donghyuck behind lost for words. No one ever talks to him that way, he can't believe that you have the balls to do it, and so eagerly as well. You walk down the street attempting to order an Uber.

When you finally get home to the safety of your dorm, you want to kiss the floor. You had never been so happy to be at home. You immediately undress, turning on the shower. You step inside your shower hoping to erase all of the memories of your drunken mistake. You feel disgusting by both your choices and actions. How could you have made such poor decisions? How could you allow yourself to get so drunk that you didn’t even know you were with the man you hated the most? It wasn’t Jisung, it was Donghyuck the whole night and this was something you now have to live with from here on out. You're finding it difficult to handle the emotions any longer and the floodgates begin to open up. Tears start to stream down your face and you fall to the floor of the shower, the hot water burning your skin as you sulk in your self-loathing. Once the water gets cold, you turn off the shower, dry your tears, and attempt to pull yourself together. You throw on some lounging clothing and lay down on your sofa. You know you should attend class but must avoid Donghyuck at all costs.

You look down at your phone, debating on whether you should call your mom when you hear people talking. Their voices are so clear that you wonder if people are on your balcony.

“Oh come on Yeji, I’m so sorry.”

That voice sounds so familiar. But it's not possible, it just can't be him.

“Please don’t be mad at me. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

You slowly sit up. That’s Donghyuck’s voice. But why is he on your balcony? You creep outside, noticing Donghyuck and some girl on the balcony next to yours.

“And how are you planning on making it up to me exactly?” Yeji asks, with a smile on her face. You can tell she was enjoying teasing him, which makes you feel something that you cannot explain.

“I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” he smiles back.

You lean over the railing trying to act natural, but you can't deny that you want to see what's happening.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” the girl says while looking at you. “I didn’t know you were fully moved in or we wouldn’t have been so loud.”

You are caught off guard and don't know how to respond. You want to play it cool and not show the wrong emotions or act suspiciously.

“It’s ok, she’s the one who well…” Donghyuck says getting closer to the girl and whispers. You can't hear what's said which makes you uncomfortable.

The girl smiles politely, “Well I’m Yeji. I’m so glad I finally get to meet my new neighbor.”

You smirk, knowing Donghyuck must be worried about how this is going to play out. That alone brings you joy. “I’m Y/N. I didn’t realize that Donghyuck would be able to get a girl like you.”

He wraps his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulder, “You always do this, Y/N... you go after men who are already taken.”

You take an exaggerated breath before speaking, “I wish the best to you two,” you smile before walking back inside of your apartment. The smile instantly drops from your face, once inside.

You plop back down on the sofa, dozing off to sleep in no time. You wake to the sound of your phone going off, after seeing that it's your best friend calling, you silence the call and continue to lay in silence. You aren’t ready to confess anything to your friends, if you say it out loud there is no more denying the truth.

After a full day of self-loathing, you decide to get up. You have to try to distract yourself from everything bad in your life. You get dressed and head over to the university pool to get some much needed exercise.

You are hoping to have the pool to yourself. Most students are either studying or drinking by this time of the day. But as soon as you walk out of the locker room you realize your expectation is shortly lived.

“I can do it myself,” Jisung whines. Even though he rejected you, you still can't shake your feelings. You still want him and you still want him to love you.

“Don’t be so stubborn,” Karina says. “I want to do it for you.”

“I’m not a baby, Karina,” Jisung insists.

“I didn’t say you are,” she snaps. “Now give me your arm.”

“Fine,” Jisung hesitantly agrees, putting his arm out for Karina to wrap with an ace bandage.

You walk towards them, listening to their little exchange, suffering in silence.

“See, it’s so much better when you let someone else do the wrapping. It gets tighter,” Karina explained, looking at Jisung with so much love in her eyes. 

“Thank you,” Jisung smiles. “You always take such good care of me.”

“That’s only because you take such good care of me,” Karina giggles, placing her hand on his leg.

You watch as the jealousy continues to grow. You can't stop thinking about that night.

“Because the only person I have feelings for is Karina,” Jisung stated.

You feel the tears welling up again and you have to look away. This is too painful. You sit on the pool's edge and slowly lower your body into the water wanting to wash away the memories. All the little moments you shared with Jisung running through your mind. It hurts so much, you want to forget it all.

Donghyuck spends the evening attempting to show his girlfriend how sorry he is for standing her up the other night. He feels guilty for a multitude of reasons but is only able to express the guilt for abandoning his beloved girlfriend.  They end their evening inside her dorm room. Yeji is busy doing her nighttime routine as Donghyuck sits alone on her bed, patiently waiting. His phone goes off, signaling he received a text from his friend, Jaemin.

JAEMIN: Don't forget tomorrow is Jisungs birthday. You can’t bail on us

Donghyuck exhales out of frustration before setting his phone down on the bed next to him. He looks at his girlfriend, almost afraid to tell her of his prior engagement. 

“I had so much fun with you tonight, muffin,” Donghyuck smiles, trying to ease into the bad news.

“Me too,” Yeji returns the smile. “Dinner was delicious.”

“It really was,” he nods. “So...tomorrow is Jisung’s birthday.”

The smile drops from Yeji's face as she turns around in her chair to look at him. “Ok and?”

“Well, I’m going to take Jisung out for his birthday with the boys. We gotta do something special for him this year but you can come with, if you want,” Donghyuck explains.

“No, that’s ok,” Yeji sighs. “I have a project that I need to work on with Yuna anyway so I’ll just go over to her place. You have fun.”

“Do you want help?” he offers, displaying a goofy smile.

Yeji laughs, “I want to do well on the assignment so it would probably be best if you didn’t help.”

“Hey,” Donghyuck grins. “I’m doing a lot better in school these days.”

“Yea I know, but it’s your friend’s birthday, you don’t want to be tied down with your girlfriend and miss it,” Yeji insists.

“Ok fine, how about this,” Donghyuck starts. “Tomorrow night, I won’t stay out long. Then, we can meet back here for a little cuddle time.”

Yeji smiles widely, nodding her head in response. She stands and walks over to her bed, sitting down next to her boyfriend. “I’m really tired, I think I’m ready to go to bed.”

Donghyuck smirks, pulling the covers down ready to climb inside the bed, “yea me too,” he says eagerly.

“Nooooo,” Yeji state. “You know you can’t sleep in my bed. We’ve talked about this.”

“But baby, we’ve been together for over a year now…”

“Are you saying that I’m not worth waiting for?” Yeji asks.

“Of course you're worth the wait but how much longer are you going to make me wait?” Donghyuck whines.

“I don’t have an answer for that,” Yeji sighs, lightly pushing him off her bed so she could sleep alone.

Donghyuck leans down and kisses her forehead before crawling on the sofa and attempting to get some sleep.

Emotions are a bitch, and currently you are dealing with an infinite amount of them. The heartbreak alone would be hard enough but now you added self-pity, loathing, and shame to the slew. 

You walk around the university grounds aimlessly, simply looking for a distraction of sorts. You end up standing on the bridge of hope, looking down at the water below. You stare down fixated on the currents and how peaceful the scene is. You move closer to the edge…

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟟 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟞 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟠

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟟 : 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❈★ 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 ★❈

@conwunder

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝙲𝚑.𝟷 - 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗?

♥️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 ♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 ♦️

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 - 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗?

Seonghwa removes a cigar from the top drawer of his desk, lighting it while leaning back in his chair.

He takes a deep breath before speaking, “I guess it’s time. Bring ‘em all in here.”

Jongho immediately stands up and rushes out of the room, returning moments later followed by San, Wooyoung, Mingi, and Yunho. 

“What’s this all about?” Mingi asked while taking an empty seat on the sofa next to Wooyoung and San.

“Don’t question the Dragon,” Jongho ordered while sitting back down on the chair across from Seonghwa’s desk. 

Seonghwa ignoring the boy’s curiosity, looked around the room, “Where is Hongjoong?” he asked, “I thought I told you to bring them ALL in here.”

“I told him…” Jongho started.

“He’s coming,” San rolled his eyes, “do we really have to wait on his ass to start this shit?”

Seonghwa shot a glare in San’s direction, “haven’t I told you before that patience is a virtue?”

“Ummm…” San hesitated, “well I mean sure but I think Gandhi said  ‘he who hesitates is lost’.”

“Ooooh Gandhi was really smart too,” Mingi smiled.

“If you’re gonna quote, make sure you’re quoting the correct person…It wasn’t Gandhi, it was Joseph Addison,” Seonghwa snarled. “Now shut the fuck up boy and sit quietly before I shut your ass up for you.”

Wooyoung turned to look at San with wide eyes, laughing maniacally, “you’re as dumb as Mingi.”  

San punched Wooyoung in the arm, “who the fuck are you calling dumb, psycho?”

Wooyoung stopped laughing immediately, a red flash glinted in his eyes, “I’ll show you who I’m calling dumb,” he growled.

Jongho slowly stood up and walked over in front of the boys, taking a deep breath, he smacked Wooyoung and San on the back of their heads, “Knock it the fuck off,” he commanded.

Before either of the boys had time to respond, Hongjoong strutted into the office, sitting in the now-empty chair that was once occupied by Jongho.

“It was so nice of you to save me a seat,” Hongjoong smiled crossing his legs to get comfortable.

“It’s about time you decide to grace us with your presence,” Seonghwa cocked his head in agitation.

“Well you know, I am a busy man too,” Hongjoong smirked, “It’s hard to stop everything at the drop of a hat.”

“Get the hell out of my seat!” Jongho growled, shooting a look of death in Hongjoong’s direction. 

“Hmmm…I didn’t see your name on it,” Hongjoong smirked, readjusting to get more comfortable.

“Jongho,” Seonghwa whispered. 

Everyone looked at Seonghwa, waiting for his response, but he only shook his head no, slowly. Jongho exhaled, crossing his arms, but didn’t dare to say another word.

“I received intel about Seven and they are currently searching for an unknown female, who has crucial information about them,” Seonghwa started. “And we need to…”

“We need to kill her,” Wooyoung interrupted excitedly.

“Oooh can I blow her up?” Yunho asked moving closer to Seonghwa. “I have a new bomb I’m dying to try out.”

“No,” Seonghwa smacked his hand against the desk, “we need to find her first and find out why this bitch is so imperative.”

Everyone’s phones dinged at once causing them to look at what they received. 

Yunho looked at the boy who was sitting quietly on his laptop in the corner of the room and said, “thanks Yeosang.”

Yeosang nodded in response without taking his eyes off of his computer.

“This is the description we have of her, as vague as it may be, I have faith in all of you that you will be able to successfully find the target and bring her here…alive.” Seonghwa said.

“5’3, 100 pounds, long blonde hair with purple streaks throughout, and hazel eyes,” Wooyoung read.

“Not really giving us much to work with, boss,” Yunho sighed as the boys' phones dinged again.

“Lee Y/N,” San read aloud, “such an average name and average description. This sounds like it’s gonna be a mundane mission.”

“As mundane as it may seem, the boss man deems it be important, so stop the damn complaining and do as you’re told without all the bellyaching,” Jongho snarled.

Seonghwa nodded, “Yeosang has tracked down her location and she is staying in the next town over. She seems to be frequenting a local nightclub there.”

Their phones dinged once more.

“The quality is not satisfactory but it’s better than nothing, however, this is a picture from the CCTV that Yeosang managed to secure after hacking their systems,” Seonghwa continued.

“Hongjoong, I want you to go to the club with Wooyoung and bring this girl here,” Seonghwa ordered.

“Can I hurt her?” Wooyoung asked with a smile from ear to ear.

“No,” Seonghwa snapped, “I need her to be fully intact when I get home.”

“You never let me have any fun,” Wooyoung pouted.

“I’m gonna blow the club up after they get her out, so there won’t be any evidence of her being in there,” Yunho smirked hopefully.

Seonghwa rubbed his temples with both hands, “Yunho, calm down, you will not be blowing anything up this time, but I do have another important mission for you, Mingi, and San.”

“I’m waiting…” Mingi states impatiently.

“There’s a woman in Thailand that I need you guys to go meet. She has intel on an important drug deal about to go down, involving Seven. You will be flying out tonight, she will meet you at the airport and I want to know everything she has to offer,” Seonghwa explains.

“I think I’d be more useful here,” San announced, “they’re gonna need help getting the information out of this little bitch once they get her home.”

“I gave my orders,” Seonghwa snapped. “Yeosang, send them the picture of Hani.”

Yeosang nodded and shortly after Yunho, Mingi, and San’s phones dinged.

“This is who you will be meeting. Tell her I sent you. I don’t want violence of any kind. She is with our allies, we need to show respect.” Seonghwa demanded.

“And what is your little pet going to be doing during all of this?” Hongjoong huffed pointing to Jongho aggressively.

Jongho started towards Hongjoong, fists clenched, when Seonghwa spoke up, “Jongho, Stop!” causing Jongho to stop immediately.

Hongjoong smirked, “Stay doggie.”

Jongho inhaled deeply, cocking his head, staring a hole through Hongjoong.

“Did we get a dog?” Mingi excitedly looked around. “Where is she or he? I don’t want to assume its gender.”

“Idiot,” Yeosang unexpectedly mumbled.

Mingi’s eyes widened, “Are you calling me an idiot or is that the dog’s name?” 

Yeosang rolled his eyes and went back to looking at his laptop.

“There is no dog, Mingi, Hongjoong was calling Jongho Seongwha’s dog,” San explained.

Mingi bursted out with laughter, “Oooooooh. That’s funny.”

Yunho leaned back against the wall, “I swear you get stupider every damn day.”

“Enough!” Seonghwa yelled. “It’s none of your concern what Jongho does but he’s coming with me. I am meeting up with a contact about possibly expanding our arsenal.”

“Oooooh we’re getting some new toys,” Yunho’s eyes widened with excitement.

“Possibly but for now I need everyone to focus on the mission in hand,” Seonghwa ordered with a wave of his hand, “You are all dismissed.”

Everyone slowly got up and exited the office.

♥️♠️ Later that evening♦️♣️

“San! Come on, we gotta go, the cars waiting,” Mingi yelled up the stairs.

San stomped down the stairs, “don’t get your panties in a bunch, the jet won’t leave without us.”

“But I’m not wearing any panties,” Mingi announced, confused.

Yunho smacked Mingi’s arm, “you don’t always have to say whatever comes into your head.”

“If I don’t say it, then how will you know what I’m thinking?” Mingi asked. “Or can you read minds now?”

Yunho rolled his eyes, walking out of the front door, followed by Mingi and then San shortly behind. They entered the blacked out limousine that was parked outside of their mansion. The limo drove to an airport and the boys entered the private jet that was waiting on them.

Once inside Yunho took a seat by a window and immediately started scrolling through his phone. San found the mini bar and made a concoction of different liquors, smiling after taking the first sip. Mingi sat in the seat directly to the right of Yunho, placing his chin in his right hand, staring at Yunho.

Yunho glanced up from his phone, “what the fuck are you looking at?” he asked.

“What am I thinking?” Mingi wondered.

“How the fuck would I know?” Yunho snapped.

“I want you to use your super powers and read my mind,” Mingi smiled. “Tell me what I am thinking.”

Yunho smacked Mingi’s arm that was holding his face up causing his head to drop for a second. “You’re a fucking idiot. I don’t have super powers and I can’t read minds.”

“But you said…”Mingi started.

“I meant you need to stop saying every fucking stupid thought that comes into your head,” Yunho snapped.

“Oh,” Mingi pouted. “That’s disappointing.”

The jet took off and the rest of the ride to Thailand was uneventful. The landing was rough, the jet came to an abrupt stop. They all headed to the door but was met with a handful of men in suits with guns pointed at them. San slowly reached his hand in the waistband of his pants placing his hand on the butt of his favorite gun. Mingi placed his hand on San’s shoulder, signaling for him to hold off exposing his weapon.

“I think we have a misunderstanding here,” Mingi smiled coyly. 

“I don’t believe we do,” one of the armed men argued.

Mingi laughed, “of course we do. We were sent here by The Dragon, Hani is expecting us.”

The armed men looked at each other, guns still aimed at the boys, when a blacked out Cadillac limousine pulled behind the armed men. The driver’s window slowly went down and a man said, “Let them through.”

The armed men hesitantly made room for the boys to walk through to the limousine with their weapons still drawn. Yunho reached over to the one and adjusted the man’s black blazer jacket, “it was wonderful meeting you, gentlemen. We’ll have to do this again sometime.” He smiled and followed Mingi and San into the car.

Inside there was a woman, holding a glass of champagne. Once the boys were inside, sitting adjacent to her, and the door was closed, she sipped some champagne before reaching under her left leg pulling out a black and pink semi automatic pistol. She pointed it at them with a smile on her face, still holding her champagne in the other hand.  

“Tell me who you are now,” she demanded.

San instinctively reached for his gun but was stopped by Mingi, “Not yet,” he whispered. “I’m Maverick, this is the Mad Hatter, and that’s Viper. We were sent to meet you by the Dragon.”

“The Dragon, you say. Well, what if I say I’m a dragon slayer?” the woman asked coyly.

“Then I’d have to say that you’re kind of shit out of luck since the dragon isn’t here and you seem to be lacking your sword,” Mingi smirked.

“Hmmm, aren’t you a quick one?” she asked, Yunho couldn’t help but to snicker. “What’s so funny, little boy?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone refer to Maverick as being quick,” Yunho explained, Mingi elbowing Yunho in the ribs.

“Anyways, now that you know who we are, are you gonna confirm that you’re Hani, so we can get to business?” Mingi interrupted.

Hani rolled her eyes and returned her gun to its original location under her thigh.  “I am Hani, now how can I be of assistance to you?”

“The Dragon said you had information on a huge drug deal that is supposed to be going down soon,” San said, still holding the butt of his gun ready for anything.

“Yes. Seven has a delivery coming into this airport on friday. It’s said to have 110 kilos of heroin,” Hani confirmed.

“How do you know this is true?” Yunho questioned.

“I have my ways and I’m not at liberty to discuss that, however, once the heroin is removed from the plane it will be taken to Hotel Malaga, which has a nightclub, where Jackson Wang will be coming to retrieve the goods.” Hani continued. “That’s where you guys come in. You will need to steal the drugs from Wang and take them to the Dragon. He will know what to do from there.”

“Shit,” Yunho snapped. “Did you guys hear that?”

Everyone looked at him confused. “Hear what?” San asked.

Yunho placed a finger to his mouth signaling for everyone to be quiet. “Get down,” he ordered.

Gunshots started to fire, bullets ricocheting off the sides of the limousine.  

“What the fuck is happening?” Mingi whispered yelled.

“They must have found out we were meeting,” Hani announced.  She retrieved her pistol from under her thigh and glanced up through the window.  When her eyes reached the level where she could see out, a bullet came through, penetrating into her skull in between her eyes. Her body fell lifeless onto the floor of the limo, blood soaking the floor around her head.

Yunho crawled over to Hani, placing his two fingers on her neck under her jaw, next to the windpipe, he waited a few seconds before releasing her and shaking his head, “she’s gone.”

The gunshots continued, making the boys feel like caged animals. Yunho took his gun that was taped to his ankle and used the butt to bust the window to the driver out. He crawled through only to see the driver slumped over the wheel. “Ok mister driver, we’re about to have some fun,” he whispered, maneuvering underneath the body of the driver, hoping to be able to use his lifeless body as a shield from any bullets. He cracked the driver’s neck so his head could cover all of Yunho’s head from the left side to prevent exposure.  

Yunho fired the limo up, began driving without having any idea of where he was headed. He drove aimlessly through the town until he came to a corn field and without hesitation he drove into the field, hoping that the crops would aid in their camouflage from the impending enemy. 

“What the fuck was that driving?” San complained once the limo came to a complete stop.

“I had to do what I had to do to get away from that shit,” Yunho laughed.

“Where are we?” Mingi asked, looking around to see corn surrounding them. 

“It looks like we’re in a corn field,” San huffed, “but what the hell do I know?”

“What are we gonna tell Seonghwa?” Mingi took a deep breath. “Especially about her.”

“Well if you ask me, she looks better like this anyways,” Yunho smirked.

“You’re one sick fuck,” San snapped. “You’re starting to sound like Wooyoung.”

Just then, Mingi’s phone began to ring, he looked to see Seonghwa was calling. He answered, placing the call on speaker, “Go ahead.”

“What the fuck did you idiots do?” Seonghwa yelled.

“Yo boss man, this wasn’t our fault. Someone was shooting up the limo, we had to do what we had to do to make it out alive,” San explained

“Is everyone ok?” Seonghwa asked.

“Yea,” San, Mingi, and Yunho sang in unison.

“But Hani wasn’t as lucky,” San interjected looking down at Hani’s body that was now lying against the left door due to Yunho’s manic driving.

“At least you three are fine. You’re my only concern. I’ll figure out what to tell our allies about Hani, later,” Seonghwa sighed. “Yeosang is sending a helicopter to the field that you’re in, wait there for it. We’ll discuss what you learned when I get home from China.” He hung up the phone before anyone had the chance to respond.

Yunho looked through the window at Hani, “can I bring her home with us?” he asked.

“You sick fuck,” San snapped.

♥️♠️Meanwhile♦️♣️

Wooyoung sat in an SUV parked outside their mansion, patiently waiting for Hongjoong to come outside. The front door flew open and Hongjoong strutted outside and got into the passenger’s side of the truck. 

“It’s about fucking time,” Wooyoung hissed as he started the car and drove off.

“You can’t rush perfection,” Hongjoong smirked looking at himself in the mirror located in the sun visor above his head.

“You look the same as you did two hours ago,” Wooyoung argued while driving towards the club.

“Maybe to the naked eye but that’s only because I’m naturally this sexy,” Hongjoong boasted. 

“Whatever you say,” Wooyoung said not really understanding what Hongjoong meant.

Wooyoung didn’t think the way Hongjoong thought. He didn’t consider anyone to be “sexy”. There’s only killable and non killable people and he didn’t know where sexy fit into that mix.

“So when we get there, I’m gonna go inside and get that bitch to leave with me and you’ll wait out here, okay?” Hongjoong explained.

“Then I’ll snap her neck when she gets into the truck,” Wooyoung added.

“Nooooo,” Hongjoong shook his head. “Remember, we have to keep her alive…Seonghwa’s orders.”

“Can’t we just say it was an accident,” Wooyoung begged, “Pleeeeaaassssse.”

“No!” Hongjoong snapped. “You’re not gonna kill her in the truck.”

“Fine,” Wooyoung pouted. 

Wooyoung pulled into an alleyway behind the club and parked the truck against an adjacent building. Hongjoong put an earpiece into his left ear that was out of sight to the naked eye. “Can you hear me, Ghost?” Hongjoong asked.

“Loud and clear,” Yeosang responded. “Devil isn’t connected, though.”

Hongjoong smacked Wooyoung’s shoulder, “put your earpiece in,” he ordered.

“Ughhh,” Wooyoung moaned, “I hate wearing that. It interferes too much with the voices I already hear.”

“You need to have it in,” Hongjoong glared at the boy, “I promise this won’t take long.”

“Fine,” Wooyoung agreed, slowly putting his earpiece into his ear. “Can you hear me, Ghost?”

“Loud and clear,” Yeosang said. “You’re clear for the mission.”

Hongjoong got out of the truck and made his way to the entrance of the club. He walked over to the door man and handed him his ID, which was scanned before being returned. Hongjoong walked into the club, scanning the surroundings looking for his target. 

“I don’t see her anywhere, Ghost,” Hongjoong announced.

“Hold on, I’m trying to crack their security,” Yeosang said busily typing away on his laptop.  “Ok, I’m in. Let me see if I can spot her.”

Hongjoong walked through the crowd of people who were busy drinking and dancing their worries away. The club smelled of a combination of sweat, alcohol, and an overwhelming combination of body sprays and colognes, which made him feel right at home. This is the atmosphere that Hongjoong was most comfortable in, where he originally made a name for himself. 

“She’s at the bar,” Yeosang announced, “four seats from the left.”

“Copy,” Hongjoong nodded, now headed in the direction of the bar. He sat in the empty seat next to Y/N who was oblivious that anyone sat there. 

Y/N ordered a drink and when the bartender brought the new glass over and sat it down, Hongjoong leaned forward and said, “that one is on me.”

Y/N turned and smiled at Hongjoong, “thank you.” She picked the drink up and took a long sip which made the glass half empty. “Do I know you?”

“Not yet,” Hongjoong winked. “On a scale from one to ten, you’re a nine and I’m the one you need.”

Y/N laughed, almost spitting out the liquid she was getting ready to swallow. “Does that usually work?” she asked.

“I mean you did seem to move a little closer to me, so I’m assuming it’s working,” Hongjoong smiled.

“I adjusted to avoid spitting out my drink,” Y/N explained with a smile.

“Well it’s refreshing to find a girl that prefers swallowing,” Hongjoong continued.

“Oh my god, you’re too much,” Y/N laughed playfully, hitting Hongjoong’s arm. “What’s your name?”

“You’re a fucking loser,” Yeosang whispered into Hongjoong’s ear making him smirk.

“I’m Justin and you are?” Hongjoong lied placing his hand out to shake Y/N’s.

She placed her hand inside of his and said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Justin. I’m Y/N.”

“Oh the pleasure is all mine, I’m sure,” Hongjoong brought Y/N’s hand up to his mouth and gently kissed the top of her hand.

Hongjoong continued to talk to Y/N, buying her drink after drink while he nursed his one drink, to avoid any chance of getting intoxicated.

“I think I should probably get home now,” Y/N slurred, fully feeling the effects of the multiple alcoholic drinks that she consumed.

“Can I give you a ride home?” Hongjoong offered.

Y/N raised an eyebrow while looking at Hongjoong, “why would you want to give me a ride?” she asked curiously.

“You seem a little intoxicated and I would feel awful if something bad happened to you since I’m the one that bought all your drinks tonight,” Hongjoong explained. “It’s the least I could do.”

Y/N contemplated the offer before nodding with a smile, “sure I guess it would be ok if you take me home.”

“Great,” Hongjoong smiled, standing up. He put his arm out for Y/N, who gently intertwined her arm with his. 

Outside the club Hongjoong led Y/N down an alley and opened the passenger’s side door of the truck for her to enter. After shutting the door, he got inside of the driver’s side.  He turned the car on and turned the music up and began to drive. Y/N looked out the window quietly singing along to the radio.

Wooyoung slowly sat up from the back seat, unbeknownst to Y/N, holding a cloth tightly over her nose and mouth until he felt her body go limp.

Y/N slowly opened her eyes, her head was throbbing and everything felt dizzy. She tried to move her hand but realized she was restrained. Everything in the room was pitch black so she wasn’t able to gather her bearings either.

“Are you ready to have some fun?” a man’s voice sounded from behind her.

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Idk what’s going on but tumblr isn’t letting me post anything tonight so the next chapters of damaged, legion, and dive into will not be posted until later or possibly tomorrow depending on the system

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