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sooniessoulmate · 5 months ago

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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.

♥️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 ♠️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 ♦️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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