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구름 도시 (Cloud City) pt.3:II

Date:211112

Warnings/Contains: some cursing, discussion about case (murder)

Characters: Baekhyun + 8 (not all in this pt.)

WC: 6250

@jennxx3 @to-all-the-stories-i-love

Masterlist Masterpost Part 1 Part 2 Part 3:I

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21st APRIL

Sitting on the edge of Jun-myeon’s desk, their case file open in her hands, Do-yeon - district attorney for West Seoul - was going over it with him when Baekhyun arrived.

"...and this Oh Sehun?"

"It doesn't seem like he- ah, Byun! Great. Do-yeon stopped by to get up to speed with your case. Come in, sit."

"Hi. Jun, did you talk to Sehun yet?"

"We were just talking about him. I was saying we don't think he's got anything to do with this, right?"

"Right. There's still some questions to sort out-"

"Like why he's got the nastiest attorney in Seoul..?", Do-yeon cut it.

"Like that", Baek-hyun agreed. "But Jun was gonna call him today, no..?"

"I will, Byun, don't worry."

"Make sure you don't let him off the hook just because Lee looks better right now", Do-yeon warned. "You never know how things might change, and I don't want to be left standing with half a case if this goes to trial. If you don't vet him properly it'll have "reasonable doubt" written all over it. And where are your colleagues, Byun? Dae and... what's the new guy…?"

"Jong-in. Kim. They're on their way."

A white lie, as Baek-hyun wasn't entirely sure they were; they didn't have to clock in for another thirty minutes. Do-yeon was as tough as nails and could be as prickly as a wool jumper when it came to securing a win, but it wasn't for nothing as she'd held the highest conviction rate in the city for the past four years.

"And Min-young's phone, what about that?"

"Eh… We haven't found it yet, but records don't indicate anything off."

"Hidden numbers, screened calls?"

"There was one, but we haven't been able to get a hold of the owner. I've got an officer trying every few hours, but I think it's a dead end…"

"Probably", Do-yeon said and stood up, putting on her coat. "Better to free them up for something else. What else do you have pending?"

"Geo-mapping for Sehun, well, everything Sehun really…"

"We still don't know why she cancelled on him", Jun-myeon pointed out. "If we can figure that out it might get us somewhere."

"Mm, if you get Sehun done and dusted, he might prove helpful." Pointing at Jun-myeon, Do-yeon added "I don't want you slacking off on this, Jun."

"Hey… I, psh… Why would you even…", Jun-myeon muttered with feigned indignation.

"And Jane? I saw she was mummified..?"

"Yeah, so not much to go on. We have a few items, but nothing identifiable, as of yesterday. Park's crew has a dog-marked object as well."

"Missing persons..?"

"I got a guy on it, he's sending it over to Byun."

"Let's see…", Do-yeon mused for a bit. "Young, neatly dressed… If you don't find anything, Byun, then call the networks. It's worth a shot. With the items found."

"So soon?", Baek-hyun asked, immediately regretting it.

"Not soon enough. At least two women, years apart..? Remember that, Byun. At least."

Fully agreeing with her, not at all meaning it the way it came out, he had to take her harsh tone without protest. Knowing Do-yeon knew Baek-hyun was as passionate about it as she was made it easier to swallow.

Escorting Do-yeon to the stairs, Baekhyun found Jong-dae limping upwards, waving a laptop in his hand.

"Jane Doe's", he said triumphantly, grimacing as his foot landed on the marble.

Opening her eyes wide Do-yeon turned to Baek-hyun:

"You have the victim's laptop and didn't tell me..?"

"Ah, no… He means all Jane's, with similar characteristics."

"Ah. What happened to your leg?"

"Aish, that jerk, Suny. I couldn't even get my foot into my shoes - if it's not better by tomorrow I'm suing him for making me wear this orthopaedic shit", he muttered, pointing aggressively towards his running shoes. "So, Ms. Do-yeon. Here to grind us down?"

"Or pull you up", she countered, well acquainted with Jong-dae's manners.

"Well? Do you think it's doable?"

"Tie up any loose ends, follow every lead, then yeah. And of course...catch him."

With that she was off, leaving the guys to their work.

Sitting down, going through their stacks of files separately: Baek-hyun and Jong-in with missing persons and Jong-dae with Jane Doe's, the morning passed tediously.

Sighing loudly, Baek-hyun clasped his hands behind his head, stretching deep to look at the sky.

"Another cloudy day, another unsolved case… Anybody want a refill?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

"Want? Try need."

"Nothing on your end either, huh? I might as well bring the whole po-"

Stopping mid-sentence, Baek-hyun stared blankly with his mouth open before shouting:

"Clouds! Not the cloud, her bookmarks!"

Slowly realising what Baek-hyun was getting at, the other's opened their mouths as well - by that time he was already out the door, hurrying down the corridor. Not waiting for a response after knocking, he opened the door immediately.

"Hi. Moon, did you check to see if she had anything bookmarked on her computer?", he asked, scooting up to her on a chair - also before she could answer.

"Hm… You're talking about the one you brought in a few days ago?", she asked, gesturing to one of the shelves before getting up. "No, I haven't had time to do a deep dive yet, only-"

"Haven't had time? It's a murder case, Moon..!", Baek-hyun complained, not unlike he’d done with Chan-yeol.

"I know, but when a senior member of parliament is investigated for money laundering and defrauding public funds, what do you think takes precedence..?"

"Shit, you're on the Han case? But still, a serial tops that, Moon."

"Wha- serial? Since when?"

"Not officially, but we have two vics now. Doubt that's all."

"It's the first I'm hearing about it, I didn't get any additional electronics from your side."

"We didn't find any. A Jane."

A simple nod was her answer before she brought Min-young's laptop out of its evidence bag.

"I'll do you a quick one, Byun."

Not taking the hint he should give her some space, Baek-hyun sat almost shoulder-to-shoulder with her as she set it up and started looking.

"What am I searching for?"

"I just want to see the list. If she saved anything the week leading up to her being killed."

"Okay, then let's start...do you need glasses?"

"Why?"

"Because your head is practically in the screen..! Will you let me work?"

Raising his hands apologetically he leaned back in his chair, only to lean forward again, to Moon's sighing dismay.

"Oh, see. This page is the same as one she bookmarked", Moon pointed out, having moved on to check the web history.

"U snooze?", Baek-hyun wondered out loud.

"You snooze, you lose. It's a buy-sell site. Hm, let's see… Yeah, she seems to've been interested in this scarf..."

"Can you get the name of-"

"Oh, wait. She bought it...the sixteenth."

Interest piqued, Baek-hyun couldn't hold back.

"Can you get the name of the seller? Address? Number? Does it say if they were sent or picked up?"

"Wow, wow, slow down, Byun..! Let me work..!"

Having a look around on Min-young's page, she shook her head.

"She was supposed to pick it up, see here where it says PU not send?"

"M-hm. So they'd agree on when, where after the deal was done?"

"Exactly. But if they got to that it must've been over the phone, since there weren't any text messages about it. You find anything, like a note with an address at her house?"

"No… So she must've known the place she was going, right? And his name?"

"Their name", she said, putting emphasis on them not knowing if this was her killer. "Only a username. No bank account, postal address…"

"Course not…", Baek-hyun sighed under his breath. "Well, get me-"

"The IP-address so you can track the computer down..?", Moon smiled, amused that he would even ask.

"Yeah. Thanks, Moon. You’re the best."

“I bet you say that to all the girls, Byun.”

“But I only mean it when I say it to you.”

Staying with Moon for a while longer, Baek-hyun found out that the scarf put up for sale was from the brand Dior and had been a hot item ever since it came out a few weeks earlier and, more importantly, that the photos used in the ad were taken from another seller's account on a different website. Having the number for that person, Baek-hyun could easily call her and confirm the fact, which lent even more credibility to the ad on USnooze being a bait. The question as to why Min-young had been so secretive about it was still looming large, so he asked Jun-myeon to go over it with Sehun, which he promised to do.

"A birthday gift…", Jun-myeon sighed, closing the door where they sat scouring case files again.

"For whom? Him?", Baek-hyun wondered.

"Yeah. At least that's what he thought."

"But… How can he be so sure? It was a woman's scarf, wasn't it?", Jong-in chimed in cautiously.

"There's no line between male and female in fashion, kiddo", Jong-dae stated, being the one out of them with the most flair. "I borrow my wife's accessories sometimes."

Of course he does, Baek-hyun smiled to himself.

"It seems he'd talked about it a lot", Jun-myeon continued. "But he never meant for her to buy it. He said she'd always go the extra mile for her friends. I guess I don't have to tell you how guilty he feels…"

"But if he has a type, how would he know he'd get the right buyer? Someone who matches?", Jong-in thought aloud, saying much what Baek-hyun was thinking.

"Hm...Do you have a picture of it?"

With a few clicks Baek-hyun put it up on the big screen for Jong-dae to see. He immediately figured it out.

"Ah, it's this one… See how there are no crazy colours or patterns, just black and white and the logo? People who buy this don't want to stand out - but they are polished. Classic."

Impressed by Jong-dae's quick wit, Baek-hyun asked himself if Soo-man was as clever and came to the scary conclusion that he probably was.

"He's right, Jun. We saw this with the attempt on Aiko, pretending to be injured..? He knows people. How they are. Fuck..."

"So what about Kim Min-seok, boss?", Jong-in cut in. "Did he say why, how, he knows him?"

Sighing, Jun-myeon shook his head, folding his arms.

"His exact words were: I want to help you, but Mr. Kim told me to not tell you anything without him here."

"But he already told you about the scarf..!", Jong-dae burst out, annoyed.

"I guess it pertained to him being a suspect. I don't know. Said he was afraid you and you, Byun, would try to pin it on him somehow."

"Pin i-! You just told him we had a lead and he thinks we're out to get him!?"

"Take it easy, Jong-dae", Baek-hyun said, sounding more calm than he was.

"He said to ask Min-seok about it. If he tells us, that's okay."

That was one mention of that name too much for Baek-hyun as well, who, standing up in a rush, put his hands out.

"Ask Min-seok!? Does he have Sehun under some spell..! Ask-" Cutting his sentence short, he swung open the door and yelled out in the office:

"Nina, get Kim Min-seok on the phone now If he doesn't want to, call his secretary every fucking minute until he does!"

"Settle down, Byun. Stop shouting", Jun-myeon tutted.

Seething - but knowing it wouldn't make the situation better - he ran his hands through his hair, took a deep breath and exhaled vociferously, cursing as he did.

Seeing the atmosphere needed some tending to, Jong-dae continued the conversation in a more productive way.

"So, that's where we are with Oh. Sounds like he'll be cleared in a day or two? Unless something unexpected pops up from the swabs from the search."

Following his lead, Jong-in agreed:

"It sounds like it. It'll be better if we can focus on Soo-man."

"Just don't get tunnel vision", Jun-myeon cautioned them. "And get lunch."

Sitting down in the precinct cafeteria after working for another two hours, they decided not to talk about the case over food, but instead managed to enjoy a bit of banter and storytelling about each other's daily lives - even if Baek-hyun was keeping track of time to intercept Min-seok going to court per his schedule. Seeing the Jong's get along so well, comparing baby and partner events, made Baek-hyun delighted, considering the foot they came off on - him and Jong-dae as well, actually.

"...and I watch her dog some- hold on."

A quick look at his phone told him it was Moon calling, so he answered without delay; a few "okays" later, he hung up and started gathering his empty containers.

"Moon. She's sending over the address for the computer."

"Weren't you going to see Min-seok?", Jong-in raised his brow.

"It's just ten minutes away", Baek-hyun answered, getting up. "Planet, an internet café."

"Ten minutes there and who knows how long it'll take? Give Jong-in the address, he'll go", Jong-dae cut in.

"I don't… I think I should."

"You can't do both. The mark of a strong leader is he knows when to delegate", Jong-in insisted before becoming shy about quoting the manual. "If you send me the address. I'll go right away."

Tapping the table with his knuckle he thought about it and had to admit defeat.

"You're right."

"Hello, what will it be?", the cashier jovially greeted Jong-in when he came up to the counter.

Showing his ID he smiled.

"I need to see the manager."

"Oh… Okay. Just a minute."

Flustered and nervous, she went to the back area and in a hushed voice announced Jong-in's request. It wasn't long until the manager came out, followed by the cashier's timid gaze.

Having called ahead, Jong-in's visit was no surprise, so he was greeted amiably before being escorted to her office.

"I guess you can't tell me what this is regarding?", she tried, understandably curious.

"I'm afraid not, ma'am… Do you keep track of all the computers from here?"

"Not keep track per se, but if there's an issue I can survey them."

"You don't have a separate technician for that? This place is so big, you've got to have hundreds of users..?"

"I am the tech. One of them. I don't do daily maintenance, but I check on things. Gotta keep myself in the loop, so to speak", she smiled. "So… Do you have the IP number and date?"

"Oh, sorry, of course. It's one, three, five, dot, six…"

Waiting in the garage - hoping Min-seok was driving himself, not having a driver waiting upfront - Baek-hyun's mood had already rollercoastered several times, but he was determined to keep a cool head the entire conversation. It would only benefit the case if they could officially write Sehun off as a suspect and focus on the glaringly obvious and the lesser known truths.

The ping of the elevator introduced the man of the hour; in his neatly pressed, anthracite suit - pinstripes to mark the occasion - and perfectly laid hair, there was no doubt Min-seok was out for blood. He didn't even flinch when Baek-hyun called his name, merely looked surprised and irritated.

"Oh, you're really starting to bore me, detective…"

"You should've taken my calls."

Not bothering to look at him as he spoke, he continued walking to his car.

"Is this about Oh Sehun?"

"Dingdingding", Baek-hyun sounded out, like a game show bell. "It's important."

"I'm willing to bet it's not…"

"Can you tell me how you know each other? We spoke to him earl-"

Letting out a scornful, light, laugh, Min-seok cut him off:

"You spoke to my client without his lawyer present? Ay, ay, ay, Byun… Expect a complaint on your desk to-"

"It wasn't me, it was Jun-myeon. He called to apologise, not interrogate him."

"Doesn't matter…", Min-seok mused melodically.

"Listen to me!", Baek-hyun shouted, his patience wearing thin. It caught Min-seok's attention, who stopped to look at him.

"We've found some things that might clear him altogether, we're just wondering why he'd be associated with...you. He said it's okay if you tell us."

"You expect me to believe that..?"

"It's true, but either way, what does it matter? You're not breaking confidentiality, Minseok…"

"Mr. Kim..?"

"Mr. Kim…", Baek-hyun smiled, biting the inside of his cheek. "Just tell us. If the case doesn't have anything to do with him, which is becoming more likely by the hour, isn't that a good thing? He's not your type anyway. The case isn't your type..!"

"Ah...Byun… His brother and I went to school together."

"But that was years ago. We already know that."

"Then why did you come all the way down here to ask?"

Taken aback by the simplicity of it all as well as Min-seok's ever-annoying demeanour, he paused for a moment before bursting out:

"Because you made it seem like a big secret..!"

"No, you did", Min-seok chuckled and got into his car.

"Is that it? Is that really all? Why would he call you after- you're not friends."

"Maybe I was the first guy who came to mind when he found out his brother was getting pinned for murder…"

"We weren't trying to- Why'd you say yes? He's got no money, no connections…"

"Honestly… When I heard your name, how could I not? To see the look on your face when I showed up?", Min-seok smirked and turned the ignition.

"Don't you ever get tired of yourself?", Baek-hyun sighed with loathing.

Adjusting the rear view mirror, Min-seok was as unfazed as ever.

"Sure… That's why I sleep at night. Now chop, chop. Let me close the door so I can continue God's work, will you? And give detective Kim a kiss from me."

As disgusted as Baek-hyun was with his comment there was no way he'd divulge it to Jong-dae - he'd have a fit about it for a week.

"...so let's see who was on there at two…", the manager murmured to herself, scrolling down the log of the computer Jong-in had given her. "Hm… Kwon Seung-woo."

Deflated and perplexed, Jong-in shook his head.

"Are you sure? The sixteenth? Two in the afternoon?"

"Yes, I'm sure, see…", she reiterated, and clicked the link on the name.

"Wait, do all the ID's show photos?"

"M-hm. They're not all real ID's, from the government, some are made here just for the internet."

"So the names could be fake?"

"Comes with the territory. But since we have locks, fire walls, on all of them, creeps can't get anywhere they're not supposed to, if you take my meaning… We take photos so that if something were to go wrong at least we have that."

"Could it be that the server got the IP's wrong somehow, sent out info from the wrong computer..?"

Smiling, as tech savvy people do at non savvies when they say something outlandish, she shook her head no.

"I don't underst- Wait! Would you scroll up a bit, see if any one is around thirty? 'Cus if I set a timer on something, like a posting schedule, the server would still read it as two, right?"

"You mean if I set a webpage to post something at two, the information would read like something happened at two, instead of when I set it at...say ten? Absolutely. Let me…"

"There!", Jong-in shouted, unable to keep his excitement. "At nine. Lee Seung-min."

The name and date of birth might've been fudged, but the face he knew in an instant.

"Get me a print-out of that page. And if you can see what websites he visited." Remembering himself, he stuttered, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I mean, could you please-"

Waving her hand, in so saying it was okay, she raised her brows at him:

"Wouldn't you rather have it on a USB-stick..?"

Joining the guys in the middle of a briefing by Chan-yeol, Jong-in nodded faintly and sat down next to Baek-hyun, who whispered quietly:

"The blood in the shed is Jane's. Saliva too. Good work at the cafe, Jong-in. Really good."

Putting his hand up, stopping Chan-yeol mid-sentence, he had to still his curiosity:

"How did you get the DNA from Jane?"

Smiling, always excited to talk about his work, Chan-yeol explained that Doh was able to get mitochondrial DNA from her teeth and after sequencing they had enough to work with.

"...so it was easy to match with, once Jung found a stain that hadn't been corrupted by bleach. It was a tiny speck, so thank her when you see her", he implored.

"Wow...that's cool", Jong-in sighed, impressed.

Chan-yeol shined like the sun at this, making Jong-dae cluck.

"Eh, what else… Well, there's still nothing specific found on her items, and the swab for vermillion is still being processed. But with the finds in the shed you should be able to tie him to it nonetheless."

"M-hm. But it'd be a nice way to tie them together", Jun-myeon added. "Anyhow, great work, Park. Keep us updated. Jong-in..?"

Collecting his papers and pad, Chan-yeol left the room with a little fist of his hand.

"Fighting."

Going over what happened at café Planet, showing them the information he got from the manager everybody's spirit's were lifted.

"The picture, the ad on USnooze, data from Planet… it's beyond reasonable doubt", Jong-dae nodded. "When we get him, we've got him."

"So Sehun..?", Jong-in, who'd missed that part of the briefing, wondered.

Jun-myeon made a thumbs up and excused himself as well, saying he'd give Do-yeon a quick update.

"Yeah, Sehun is… Especially with this", Baek-hyun told him.

"So how did he know him?"

"Like you said, from school."

"Really?"

"Really…", Baek-hyun chuckled.

"Jong-dae, did you get anywhere with missing or Jane's?"

"Ah, waee! Just because I don't have anything new doesn't mean I haven't been working in here..!"

"Didn't you say something about you doing the real work in the field the other day..?", Baek-hyun joked and Jong-in chimed in.

"Yeah… I think I remember that…When we were going over the video from Suny..?"

Having nothing much to do but try to figure out where Soo-man could be, that's what they spent their time doing; trying his aliases from USnooze and Planet café against other buy-sell websites, searching their databases for the name Lee Seung-min in connection to anything, trying to figure out where he could work, who his friends were.

"He has to be somewhere..!", Jong-dae burst out in a loud sigh.

"You know how ghosts are", Baek-hyun sighed. "Cash-in-hand employment, probably in some not wholly legal place...and now he's probably hiding out in a motel of the same kind."

"I know, but even his neighbours knew nothing. No-thing, zip, zilch. He's lived there for decades and they can't tell us one thing about him..! I… Are you guys doing anything important tonight? I think we should start knocking on the motel doors."

"Me too. How's your girlfriend doing, Jong-in?"

"My girlf- oh..! It was just a morning bug- not pregnancy!", he was quick to add when he saw the look on Baek-hyun's face.

"Wait, wow, you're having another kid..!"

"No, Jong-dae..! She was just sick in the morning", Jong-in tried, to the amusement of the others. "I just have to call and tell her I'll be home late."

"Yeah, me too. What..? My wife's Russian, d'you know what would happen to me if I didn't call home..!"

Sticking his head in the door, Jun-myeon looked serious:

"Yixing just called. Head over to Soo-man's house."

"Why?"

"Said he found something on the floor plan."

"What about the surveillance? Is he there already?"

"He's going. You, go. And bring Park."

If Jun-myeon was this short it meant Yixing must think he was on to something, so Baek-hyun's adrenaline was up in an instant.

"Yixing rarely goes back to a scene. Come on, guys. You get Chan-yeol, Jong-dae."

"So, how are you doing with everything?", Baek-hyun asked Jong-in, whom he asked to ride with him specifically to check in. "You got thrown in the fire right off the bat."

"I pff… I can't believe it's only been…"

"Five days."

"Yeah. It feels more like two weeks. Even when I'm home I think, worry, about it. What did I miss, what can I do tomorrow, did I do my best today…"

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Jong-in. You have to leave it at the door, otherwise it'll ruin the precious things you've got, you understand?"

"I know. I guess I'll learn to. This is a new level for me so… How long did it take you?"

"Eh...phew…", Baek-hyun sighed loudly while turning the corner into Blue Meadow. "Still waiting for it, I guess. No, of course I think about certain things, but when you can't do anything more that day that's when you have to say see ya tomorrow. You sleeping alright?"

"I was surprised - I've slept like a baby. And Hye-Jin is my comfort, when I'm next to her, I-"

Cutting himself off, Jong-in looked embarrassed, as if he'd said too much.

"Hey, I may be single, but I'm not a virgin, Jong-in…"

"Ah...yes. You know what I mean." Saved from the awkward moment, he pointed at the steps to Soo-man's house. "There's Yixing."

"Where's Park?"

"Hello to you too. Jong-dae grabbed him, they'll be here in a minute."

"Sorry. I'm just itching to see what's going on in there", Yixing excused his poor manners.

"Yeah, what is going on? Junnie said you found something..?"

Not waiting for the rest of the guys, Yixing opened the door and let Baek-hyun and Jong-in in.

"Yeah. Ever since we did the search I haven't been able to shake the feeling that something was off, like I was moving more than I should've."

"In plain English..?", Baek-hyun asked, turning on his flashlight.

"Should I take my weapon out..?", Jong-in whispered as they went up, but Baek-hyun shook his head.

Stopping by the wall closest to the main bedroom, Yixing took out a measuring tape and pulled it across.

"Yep. See…", he said and hauled up his phone. "According to the plan this wall should be thirty-five centimetres - it's almost a metre. It was nagging me all day, how unnatural it felt, that's why I took a second look."

"Why didn't you notice this the first time?"

"Because I was busy looking for a murderer, keeping my men - and yours - safe", Yixing retorted before putting his flashlight to his face. "Do I look like an interior designer, Byun?"

"Calm down, Zhang. Point taken. I don't see anything weird about it though…", Baek-hyun mused, going over it with his own light. "I mean, the hallway is a different colour than the rest, but-"

"There!", Jong-in suddenly burst out.

"I'm not going first, Jong-dae", Park's apprehensive voice sounded from downstairs.

Wiggling his light, Baek-hyun called out to them to them:

"Up here. We might have something."

Feeling calmer after hearing his voice, Chan-yeol came up first anyway, bag in hand.

"What is it?"

"Isn't this something?", Jong-in said, pointing out a small anomaly in the otherwise smooth surface. "And if this is where the wall should stop…"

A short shout from Jong-dae meant he understood as well.

"Did you check inside?'

"No, we just got here", Baek-hyun shook his head. "Let's give Chan-yeol some space, let him go first."

When Chan-yeol put his gloves on, the squeaking sound made Baek-hyun both excited and fearful, as if it was a signal he was about to receive knowledge he'd in some ways rather not have. After taking a few photos, Chan-yeol moved on to faintly knocking on the - believed to be - different sides, and it was obvious that they were made of different textures. Frowning, he mumbled to himself.

"How could we miss this…"

"It's almost identical, any-"

Chan-yeol put his hand up to quiet Jong-dae, then moved on to the bedroom; a few snaps with his camera and he was ready.

"I've got some extra gloves in my bag, and masks."

Even if Jong-in had wanted them, there was no discussion - Baek-hyun and Jong-dae stepped forward and got ready. Standing back, Jong-in and Yixing assisted with the lighting in the ever darkening room as the guys meticulously searched for a tell-tale sign of an opening.

"I don't get it, what is this?", Chan-yeol sighed. "It's clearly a newer wall, but for what? Maybe there's a reason, structure wise..?"

Equally puzzled, but certain the devil's work lay behind the add-on, Baek-hyun crouched down tiredly.

"Not one I can think of…"

"Can't we just bust it down?"

"You want to explain taking that course of action to Do-yeon, Jong-dae? We don't know what's behind. If there's-"

Spotting tiny flecks of wood on the floor next to the doorcase, Baek-hyun moved closer and gave it a tug.

"What is it..?", curious voices asked.

Biting down on his flashlight, he gripped the case with both hands and pulled harder, stumbling backwards when the whole thing came loose.

There was a moment of silent disbelief - where the angles met there were half a dozen locks.

"Jesus Christ...", Jong-dae whispered, jolting everyone out of their initial shock. "The dent in the hallway is the door…"

"I've got bolt cutters in my car, hold on", Yixing said before hurrying down the steps.

"What if someone's in there?"

"I hope not, Jong-in. I really hope not. Chan-yeol, you-", Baek-hyun started, but saw that he was already waiting on people at the lab to pick up the phone.

"You think he might be a builder, carpenter? They often get paid off the books", Jong-dae wondered, inspecting the part of the doorcase Baek-hyun had just ripped off.

"You can learn that on the internet, they have videos on everything", Jong-in cut in.

"He's right. But the fact that he hid it suggests he knows someone, or that there's some chance, however small, that someone might visit him. Or what do you think, guys?'

The answers to that question were put to the side when Yixing came back, his hair drenched in water.

"It's raining cats and dogs out there… Who's gonna..?"

"You're the strongest one, go ahead."

Everyone agreeing there was probably nothing harmful inside, they still decided a weaponized approach was the best idea, so when Yixing opened the door Baek-hyun had the first look inside, shining his light in every corner before relaxing and moving back.

"Okay- oh, fuck!", he burst out, astonished by the suddenly overwhelming odour rolling out from the space.

Hearing the rest of the guys' reactions he lodged his nose in the crook of his arm - he had to take a second look, be sure there wasn't a body in there.

"No, it's clear…"

Seeing a mattress as well as a big red bucket in the far corner, it wasn't much of a guessing game as to what was causing the smell, nor what had happened in there.

"Right under their fucking noses…", Jong-dae sighed, giving voice to Baek-hyun's feeling.

"Oh. Let's step back, guys", Chan-yeol suddenly cautioned. "It looks like he took the original wall down, there's the skeleton. Must be where the toxins came from…"

Seeing the worried look on Jong-in's face he explained that it wouldn't harm them - or their kids - standing outside like this.

"But I need to wait for the floodlights, so let's close the door. Are you sticking around?"

"Of course..!"

"We were working late anyway."

"Yixing… If you hadn't gone with your gut, who knows how long this would've been kept secret? No, Park, I'm not chastising you. Me, Jong-in, Jong-dae, we're all cops and we missed it too. Why don't you call it a day?"

"I'll go when the crew gets here, if that's alright, Park? I'm just curious."

"And you don't have an umbrella…", Baek-hyun joked to lighten the mood with a laugh, however faint.

Waiting for the forensic team to arrive, they threw more questions than answers around, realizing one scenario was worse than the next.

"...so he had Jane up here, but killed her in the shed? Why? And why wasn't Min-young brought back here?"

"...maybe the plan backfired somehow?"

"...but could it be our Jane who was there last? Wouldn't he have cleaned up...at least the…"

Standing closest to him, Yixing noticed Jong-in snapping his fingers where he stood by the window.

"Byun…"

Looking Jong-in's way, Baek-hyun saw it too; rushed, he kept snapping them for attention. When he got it he nodded almost indistinguishably towards the window. With everyone going quiet Baek-hyun could hear his own heartbeat as he crawled up to the wall.

"What?"

"I saw something. In the bushes, right by the fence…", Jong-in whispered back, his voice shaking.

Peering into the dark, Baek-hyun couldn't see a thing, only heavy rain and dark leaves, the occasional gust of wind making the faint yellow light from the street glimmer on them.

"It's probably just the trees…or a deer..."

"No, I really think I saw something."

"Turn off your lights, guys."

As soon as they did, Baek-hyun saw it too. A reaction to the change inside the room, some exposed part of the body, a hand maybe, must've moved.

"Shit, he's right… He's sitting next to a tree right beside- fuck! Yi, stay with Chan!", Baek-hyun shouted as he shot out of the room like an arrow. "Jong-in!"

Jumping into the car he got it out of the driveway just in time for Jong-in to hop in before speeding off.

"Over the street!"

The wipers were working as hard as they could, but the rain beating down was relentless, drizzling down the window as if it was being poured.

"Central to...shit, what's your number?", Jong-in asked, adrenaline rushing through his brain.

"5-6, 5-6!"

"5-6 to Central, we're in pur-"

"This is Central."

"We're in pursuit of a suspect, send backup to-"

"He's going to the residential area…"

"- to Blue Meadow residential, going north!", Baek-hyun cut in.

"Copy. Is the suspect in a vehicle or on foot?"

"On foot!"

"Suspect is on foot. Armed?"

"Maybe."

The radio in Baek-hyun's car sounded out the alarm Jong-in just called in:

"All police vehicles in the area, police in pursuit of suspect near Blue Meadow. Be advised, subject should be considered armed and dangerous."

Not wanting to risk being trapped on a tight road or behind cars, Baek-hyun took the road just outside the area, trying to figure out where he would most likely come out.

"Where are you? Do you have eyes on him?", Jong-dae's voice sounded over the radio. "I took the east road."

"He's somewhere in the high rise area, we're on west. Baek-hyun, stop! There!"

Coming to a screeching halt, Baek-hyun saw a faint dark figure cutting through a playground. Before he knew it, Jong-in was out as well, yelling for the figure to stop.

"He's running northeast! I think he's going for the bridge!", he shouted through the radio.

Jong-in was fit, but being caught off guard had already left them at a disadvantage; add the rain to it and it made it all the worse. As if in a dream, he was running faster than he could, never missing a step or getting out of breath, jumping over fences to land on slippery grass but staying up, the street lights going over his head as if he was still in the car.

Seeing the water ahead between the last building he knew Baek-hyun or Jong-dae would have to be there. There was no way he could go on forever if Soo-man got across the bridge, and it was too small for vehicles.

"He's coming out by the red house!"

"Where?", Baek-hyun asked, ready to jump out as he could see the bridge.

"The red! I'll try to intercept...coming out by blue!", Jong-in shouted, slightly changing his direction.

Baek-hyun had only just heard his instructions when Soo-man darted out between the buildings, making a sharp turn to continue up. Not even closing the door, he started running after him, the rain having him drenched in a matter of seconds.

"Stop! Police!", he screamed as loudly as he could, but the smattering of water against metal, against glass - against everything - drowned his voice. "Police..!", he tried again, but knew full well this suspect wasn't stopping for anyone even if he could hear it.

Coming to a stand still, Baek-hyun pulled out his gun; water blurring his sight, Soo-man was still clear enough for him to take the shot, so he did. Taking a step forward, he slowly realized the man lying on the ground wasn't Soo-man - it was Jong-in, he'd come out between the houses in front of him.

Calling his name in disbelief, Baek-hyun threw himself on the ground next to him, tearing off his jacket to press over his chest. Spasming, a look of surprise on his face, Baek-hyun could hear Jong-in's throat was full of blood and got it confirmed when he coughed; the dark liquid being washed down his neck out onto the yellow-lit pavement.

"5-6 to Central, police shot", he yelled over the radio. "I repeat, police down! Send assistance!"

The piercing screech of Jong-dae's tires didn't even register with him as he continued to talk to Jong-in.

"Help is on the way, hang in there. You'll be alright, kiddo. You'll be alright…", the terror in Jong-in's eyes mirroring the one in Baek-hyun's heart.

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yeolsmuffin · 7 years ago

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Crumbling Down [M] - Sehun || One

Paring: sehunXreader, otherXreader

Genre: Smut, Angst || Best friend!Sehun

Summary: When friends with benefits goes horribly wrong.

Word Count: 3.4k

Notes: This is going to hurt. I’m warning you now.

Teaser | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six |

Sehun’s POV Parts : Two

Sehun pressed himself close to you as he pulled the straps down your shoulders. His fingertips ignited a thrill that rolled down your skin. You sighed into his kiss, feeling the brunt of his rough lips and wondering what he could be upset about this time.

Grabbing at the fabric over your breasts and pulling it down, Sehun moaned lowly. Occasionally, a bit of insecurity at him seeing you naked would still float to the top of your head but you tried to push it away. If Sehun didn't like you sexually, he wouldn't have been doing this in the first place. You knew him all too well and he told you everything about his sexual escapades in his past and while then, they made you laugh, now the thought made your blood boil.

But you couldn't even mention that because Sehun wasn't yours. He wasn't now and he would never be because again, you knew him too well. As he moved his lips down to your nipple, your mind wandered to how this had even started – a relationship you would have never even considered. A relationship that you knew was doomed from the start.

It was a drunken night of yours and Sehun's five months back. He was upset at his family once again – as he always was when they tried to push anything on him about his career. They wanted him to continue studying Law and Sehun, who had yet to complete college since he started late, didn't even want to finish college in the first place. He was pursuing a business degree and still had no idea what he wanted to do with it. But you had faith in him.

You were upset that you had just broken up with your boyfriend of a year who wanted to see other girls and didn’t want to spend his next few years tied down - as he tried to claim to you but you didn’t care. You hadn't been in love but you had started to care for him and while you didn't cry over it, you still felt like you had wasted too much time on him. That hurt more than not having him around. Just wasting your time on something made your anxieties spike.

So being the best friends you and Sehun were, you decided to get shitfaced with each other instead of bearing the weight of the world on you by yourselves. Most times getting drunk with Sehun was safe and just spent between the two of you lying on the living room floor and counting the imaginary stars the two of you made up - this time wasn’t normal.

"I don't know why you keep trying to date," Sehun said, looking at you with narrowed eyes as he took a big swig of vodka and lemonade. "There's no point, dollface."

You rolled your eyes, "Okay, I'm still traumatized by almost getting an STD last time I tried to sleep around, Sehun. I'd rather be in a safe relationship."

He snorted. "It's not safe. They can cheat on you."

You snorted back, "Says you, the guy who can't commit to save his life."

With a shrug, he makes you another drink. "I'm happy like this. You would be too. No worries of the person cheating on you or no need to take care of them. It's great."

Sipping your mostly vodka drink, you glared at Sehun, "I'm not one of your girls, stop trying to get me fucked up," you said, looking down into your cup and feeling the burn run down your throat. Vodka tasted like what you assumed poison would taste like but shit did you need the poison right now.

Where were you even going with your life at this point? Recently graduated with a Bachelors degree in Marketing - something you weren’t even sure you cared for.

He gave you a look, "You're not. You're special," and he reached out and gently touched your cheek. "Besides, while I try, I don't get as many girls as pretty as you."

That made you raise a brow as you pushed his hand away, "Don't be so greasy."

Placing his hand back on his drink, he laughed, "Excuse me for being honest. Don't act like you don't find me attractive."

Your defenses immediately shot up because you did, in fact, think Sehun was attractive. Even if he was just a friend, just your best friend, you could see things about his body that would leave you breathless. "I-I... no... psh, why would you think that?"

Continuing his laughter, he poured his drink back, "Denial at its finest," he muttered. "I resent that you're lying to your best friend."

Pouring yourself another drink, you groaned. "You're kind of cute," you half-admit, "but that's it."

He scooted closer, "Ah, don't do me like that."

"As if you need a bigger ego," you shot out at him.

A smile spread across his lips, "To add to the list of big things I have."

Blushing, you tried to push him away but he held strong where he was sitting directly in front of you on the floor with his arms a little too close to your thighs. "You've drunk way too much tonight."

He shrugged, "That could be part of it, but I'm really attracted to you."

You pushed at his chest again as your hand shook against him. "I'm not falling for your charms."

Grabbing one of your wrists, Sehun licked his lips. "Dollface," he hummed to himself.

You had seen it all before. The way Sehun would get his way with any woman he wanted and you realized how easy that would be for him to get you. You found him attractive. Too much so and it was dangerous, especially considering how much the two of you had drunk. "Stop that. I know that look,” you lifted your finger to point at him but he ignored it.

He shook his head, "This look is entirely for you. Is it weird that you're my best friend but I want to fuck you?"

That made your eyes go wide, "Yes, that's weird," you immediately said even though your mind was on the same track as his. If you didn’t at least try to deny him, it would look like you had feelings for him - and you knew better than to have feelings for your playboy roommate.

"You look like you want me though." Sehun’s eyes told you he could see it all and that was the last thing you wanted.

Instead of answering, you said, "I refuse to be a girl you fuck and then never talk to again."

Sehun's other hand came up to cup your cheek, "You will never be that girl and you know that. We’re best friends."

"What do you want?" You asked with a shiver when his thumb brushed over your bottom lip.

"No strings, Y/N. I just want you. We're best friends and we already share everything. It couldn’t hurt to share just a little more. Just for tonight. One night. We don't have feelings for each other, so we don't have to get hurt. And I finally get to have my way with you."

"Finally?"

"I've hidden it well, but I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time. I just respected you," he said in a 'duh' tone.

Somehow a laugh fell from your lips, "And you don't respect me now?"

His hand tightened around your wrist, "I do. I just want to show you respect in other ways, doll."

The expression on your face softened his lust filled face.

"If you don't want me, say so and I won't ever mention it again but if-"

"If I do?" You cut him off in a low voice.

He licked his lips again, "If you do then we can make this a one-time thing and nobody will get hurt."

And for some stupid reason – probably the alcohol, you said 'yes' and Sehun pressed his lips so roughly to yours that you thought you might explode.

In that moment, you already knew you were doomed.

And it had turned into more than once even if you were sure it wouldn't. At first, the two of you would swear it wouldn't happen again after each time happened but you both got to a point where you accepted the 'friends-with-benefits' that you had become.

Initially, it was okay.

Well, it was more than okay.

Sex with Sehun was better than you had expected. Not only did he tend to your every need, but he made you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

But as with all things, something went amiss along the way.

It became a regular thing and that’s where the road veered off to somewhere dangerous.

You started to like Sehun more than a best friend.

You started to crave his touch and while the two of you were best friends and living together, you wanted to be around him more than you had before. You wanted to sleep in his bed and wake up with his arms wrapped around you – but that was a line you two had because you didn't want it to seem like a relationship.

Not that you would mind, but it was Sehun that minded. He deflected anything that could make the two of you look like an item as if it was the plague. Maybe it was because he knew you craved a relationship, he knew you needed it and didn’t want you to think you would get it with him.

Being with Sehun had become similar to walking alone on a dark road and never knowing where the asphalt would lead you but just knowing that no matter where it went, it wouldn’t be good.

He pampered you and the two of you would still spend nights watching movies, eating bad food, and talking about everything the way you had when you were friends. Except now, he touched you less outside of the bedroom. He wouldn’t hold your hand or cuddle with you anymore. It hurt because you had wanted nothing more. Sehun was everything you had ever needed wrapped into one and he had already known every part of you. So why didn’t he want it? Your head wanted to nag and ask what was so wrong with you but you knew that wasn’t the case - it was just simply Oh Sehun.

You didn’t dare want to get into the cycle of beating yourself up on why you would never be good enough because you knew better. You were good enough. You deserved a good relationship and you deserved to be loved, so why were you settling for this toxic relationship with Sehun?

Even if you were the only one he slept with and you were the only one he slept with at the time, he wouldn't fully commit. Not to you. But you were stuck.

You were stuck because you didn’t want to start seeing him bring other women home and know that he would treat them the same he treated you. You were afraid of not feeling special anymore and just not being special to Sehun. You were scared of jealousy and not having Sehun fully because even if you didn't have him 'fully', you had as much of him as he would offer and even though it wasn’t enough, it was at the same time.

Sehun kissed your skin in ways that would convince you he loved you even if he didn't. It was dangerous.

"Dollface, are you in there?" He whispered as he bit down on your nipple. "I need you to pay attention to what I do to you. You're not thinking of anyone else, are you?" He asked playfully.

"Never," you answered honestly as you tried to clear your foggy head.

His smile grew as he placed warm kisses to your stomach, "That's right."

But your stomach twisted because you knew that you would never be the only one on his mind.

As he moved down your body, he pulled your dress with him. "I don't even know why you wore a dress like this out. Were you trying to pick a guy up?" He mused to himself.

"Maybe," you whispered and while you didn't mean to do so, Sehun's head shot up when he heard it.

"Why would you do that?" He asked and while you thought you caught a fragment of bitterness coming from him, you ignored it as he pulled the dress down your legs and over your feet.

"I don't get your special treatment forever, hunnie," you reminded him as he removed your underwear.

He raised a brow and gave you a look, "Doll, you will always get my special treatment."

But you knew it was a lie.

Of course, it was.

Even Sehun who was afraid of commitment would one-day commit.

Did you have it in you to wait for that day?

You weren't sure he would even consider you that special because why would he? You were just his best friend even if you had started to love him.

He bit the inside of your thigh, leaving his mark there and making your body shake. Sehun always left marks covering your chest and thighs and it made you think. Why did he mark you so much? So, nobody else could have you? But how was it fair?

Mentally, you had thought about stopping the relationship several times but you never followed through. They were just empty thoughts because resisting Sehun would be impossible at this point.

It was sad to think that to Sehun, sex with you was just sex. For you, it meant so much more and you couldn't help but feel guilt bubble in your stomach while you loved him behind his back. You knew exactly what would happen if he knew you loved him. He would leave and you would never see him again.

Wrapping his tongue around your core made your thoughts drift from your head. A moan fell from his lips and it vibrated against your clit, making you moan back. Sehun knew all the ways to unwind you and it was scary.

So easily Sehun was able to bring you to the edge and back again. His tongue lapping at you so delicately and roughly at the same time that you were sure you had sunk into some sort of abyss on Sehun's bed. He had brought you to this same point so many times that you thought it wouldn't feel so good every time his tongue had touched the most sensitive parts of you but yet, it did. It felt brand new every time and you wondered if it was because you were in love with him.

Once Sehun had pushed you into at least three chaotic orgasms, he crawled his way back up to your lips, discarding his clothes as he did so and nipping gently at your exposed skin. You wiped the remains of your arousal from his soft cheeks and he chuckled. "Doll face, you get so worked up for me," he said as he licked at his lips, "I love it."

I love you. You wanted to say it. Just three simple words but yet, these three simple words were poison and once injected, you couldn't suck it back out.

"But you get worked up for me," you whispered and Sehun nodded as he pressed kisses to your sternum.

"That I do."

The marks he left behind on your skin may fade with time externally but you could feel each one he had ever made so deeply burned into your skin that sometimes you wished you could scratch it all away. If only you could peel back that layer of skin that he had touched but that was just the problem. It was more than one layer because Sehun’s touch went layers deep.

You didn't want to think of him so fiercely. You didn't want to love him so much.

But the moment Sehun thrust himself inside you, you let out a sigh and relished in the love. You felt so warm and overcome with Sehun's arousal deep inside you. It felt right – as if he was the puzzle piece to your empty body.

He purred out your name in your ear as he worked himself into you, throwing you into the bliss that was Oh Sehun. You clenched tightly to him, digging your nails into his back, wrapping your legs around his waist, as if those things would keep him here.

Each touch of his fingertips against your cheek felt like it seared right through the skin that covered your face.

Before Sehun, you didn't sleep around much but even the times you did you knew it never felt like this. It wasn't supposed to feel this good. You weren't supposed to feel like you would implode if you weren't wrapped around Sehun.

Sehun was relentless with you, pushing your body until it was sore and you were crying his name over and over. No matter how many times he had sex with you, it was always the same passion wise – and you thought that that could be what was making it so bad. He took his time and would fuck you so far into oblivion that sometimes you couldn't find your way back until the next morning whereas other times, you would come to once you were in your own bed.

You always dreaded when Sehun would cum because you knew that meant the end of this time and sometimes you were afraid it would be the last.

This time as he came inside you, he kissed you so gently as though you were fragile glass and you almost swore he would say he loved you this time. But he didn't.

He never did.

He pulled out of you with a soft sigh and kissed your lips once more before helping you clean up.

"You are going to ruin me for future women, dollface," he said with a small laugh as he tenderly brushed hair out of your face and wiped the remains of his arousal from you. "How will anyone ever compare?" He joked but you didn't laugh.

Nobody would compare to Sehun for you and there wasn't anything funny about it.

Shakily, you tried to stand and dress yourself but you could hardly hold yourself up anymore. Sex with Sehun was literally ruining you. The walls you had up were crumbling down and when they were gone, you would be a shell.

Or were you already?

Sehun hurried over to you and helped you dress. "Did I hurt you?" He asked softly.

And even though you wanted to say 'Yes, you hurt me emotionally,' you couldn't because he wasn't the only one in this. Sehun hadn't taken advantage of you or coerced you into something you didn’t want. You willing fell into him. You wanted it because you were attracted to him and while you knew the consequences, you had never loved Sehun as more than a friend so it didn't worry you then.

You should have known better because sure, Sehun was hurting you, but you were hurting you too. You were accepting this little piece of Sehun because you now thrived off of it. But it was also killing you - and you could only blame yourself.

It was cracking away at who you were when Sehun helped you to your room and into bed. He tucked you in with a gentle pat on your head and a small smile as he left the room, still smelling like you.

Once he left and shut your door behind him, you waited. Counting the steps it would take for him to get to his room before you heard his door close and the lock click. You wondered why he locked the door – to keep you out or to keep him in? You weren't sure but the barrier between you two was laid out. No sleeping in bed with each other. But maybe if you had, you wouldn't be waiting exactly fifteen minutes after Sehun's lock clicking to unleash the crying of the night.

Tears spilling down your cheeks as you sobbed into your pillow.

Every tear was for Oh Sehun but yet he never saw nor did he know because if he did, he would be gone and you would never be able to forgive yourself for losing your best friend.

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exofluffstuff · 8 years ago

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Exo's reaction when a random guy hints on their S/O

Request said: Exo reaction when a guy can't take a hint that their crush/ SO dont want that guy.

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Xiumin: You guys were at the coffee shop and Minseok told you that he was going to the bathroom. You sat down in a nearby table and waited for your boyfriend to come. You were scrolling down in your phone, when suddenly a random voice says “Hey pretty girl...wanna hang out sometime” . “No” you said without looking at the guy. “Why sweetheart, you haven’t seen my face” he said. “I said no!. I have a boyfriend” you said meeting his eyes. The random guy was about to say something, but he was cut off by Minseok saying “Haven’t you heard her!..Move!”

Suho: You guys were just waking down the streets of Hongdae and you guys decided to stop in a nearby shop. Suddenly, a guy approaches to you, Suho didn’t noticed because he was so distracted looking around the place. “Hi, sweetheart” the guy said. “Umm... Hi” you said. “I was wondering if you could ditch your friend over there and go hang out with me?” the guys said while winking. “No” you said and started to walk pass the man. He janked your hand and said “Honey, I don’t think you can escape me” he said while strongly holding your arm. “Let me go!” you said struggling. Then Suho came to your side and janked your hand from the mysterious man and said “Get lost!”

Baekhyun: You guys were just enjoying your ice creams. When suddenly, this college guy approaches. You thought that he recognized Baek, but when he didn’t go straight to him but to you, you kind of wondered what he wanted. Maybe he wanted you to take a picture with Baek. “Hi...I been starring at you for a while” he said facing me. Baek was confused. “Would you like to go out...Like now?” he asked. “No..I have my boyfriend right here” you said pointing to Baek. “Him?” he said laughing. “What’s wrong with him?” you asked angrily. “Oh..Honey I could treat you better” he said, you were about yell to the the guy who just insulted your boyfriend but Baek said “Seriously, just get lost..she doesn’t want you. She wants me” Baek said while taking your hand and smirking to the guy.

Lay: You guys were just enjoying the afternoon at a nearby park that you had close to your apartment. You guys were laughing and enjoying yourselves. Out of nowhere, a nice looking guys was sitting at your right side. “AH... you scared me” you said looking to the guy. “Sorry, I didn’t meant to scare you” he said sounding sincere. “Umm...is fine” you said and you were about to turn your attention back to Yixing but the guy grabbed your hand and started running with you, you started to scream and struggled to get out of his grip. “You know I’ve been watching you for a while and I like you a lot” he said. “Look I know this isn’t the right way to ask you out but...” he said. “Just let me go, you freak” you said with all your anger and fear. “ What did you just said, bitch” he said, he was about to hit you but someone grabbed his hand and said “Mess with someone of your own size...Haven’t you heard she doesn’t want you!” said a screaming Yixing. The guy let you go and you quickly crumbled to Yixing’s chest..making him soothe you until you felt better.

Chen: You guys were at a restaurant and Chen had to go the bathroom. You were left alone, for a few minutes. Your dishes came and since your didn’t wanted it to get cold, you started to eat quick. A guy sits on Chen’ chair. “Hi, beautiful” said a guy with a bottle of wine. He called at a waiter and the waiter came, he asked for two wine glasses. “Umm...excuse me but do I know you?” you said asking the guy. “No but I think you’re irresistible” said the guy liking his lips. A chill came down to your spine and you wished for Chen to be already here next to you. “I got no interest on you, so could you please leave me alone” you said. “I don’t think I could do that” he said smirking. “You better leave or I’ll call the cops on you” said a familiar voice. “Chen” you whispered feeling so happy that he finally came. The guy quickly left “Thank you for the bottle of wine” screamed Chen.

Chanyeol: You guys were entering over to the largest candy shop in Seoul, you were so happy that Chanyeol took you there. “Look...” you said excited pointing out to your favorite candies. Chanyeol would smiled and say ‘cute’ every time you said it. You were about to tell something, to Chanyeol but he suddenly wasn’t next to you. “Looks like you got ditched, love” said a guy smirking. You didn’t responded you just ignored him. You were about to walk and look for Chanyeol but the guy grabbed you hand and said “Hey, I am talking to you” he was annoyed. “Look, I don’t usually do these kind of stuff. But I can’t help but look at you..I’ve been following you around for weeks” he said. “WHAT!” you said. “Yeah” he said sounding confident about it. “Well and I am ready to take you now” he said. “I am not going anywhere with you....I don’t know you ... and all I could see is that your a psychopath!” you said. “Just leave me alone” you added and started to run and the guy did the same. Suddenly you bumped into someone, you quickly began to apologize and was about to take off again but the voice stopped you “Y/N...are you okay..you look like you saw a ghost or something” Chanyeol said “Chanyeol..” you said as you hugged him tight. “There is this guy..a creepy guy after me” you said almost to the point of crying. “There you are!” the crazy guy said. “Excuse me...who the hell are you!” said an angry Chanyeol. The guy laughed. “I just want her” he said pointing to me. “You won’t have her!..she is mine...besides...I think you’ll have fun in the place I called for you” Chanyeol said pointing to the police guy behind the crazy guy. “So you knew” you said feeling relieved.

D.O: You guys were walking around the park. The park was a little bit crowded than usual. You got distracted watching the lake and the beautiful scenery. You were amazed by it, that you totally forgot about your boyfriend. “Beautiful, isn’t it” said a unfamiliar voice. “Yes” you simply said. “So...I was wondering if you liked to have fun tonight” the voice said. “Umm....How about a no!” you sassed him. “You’re sassy and I like that!” he said moving closer to you. “Could you please move away, a bit...” you said biting your lip and feeling very uncomfortable. “How about a no!” he said mocking you. “Are you mocking me” you said with anger in your tone. “Gosh...you got the whole package that I am looking for...You turn me on girl” he said smirking. Suddenly a familiar voice came from your side. “Touch her and I’ll kill you!” Kyungsoo said angry. The guy quickly knew left without a word. “I was so concerned about you...Y/N don’t ever do that again..Look what would've happen” Kyungsoo said.“I am so sorry” you said while you get to hug him and let out the tears that you been holding in.

Kai: You guys were dancing at a club when suddenly, Kai wasn’t dancing by your side anymore. ‘Where could he had gone?’ you asked yourself. Suddenly, you felt a pair of arms touching your hips and you immediately thought of Kai. You kept dancing and when the guy turn you around to face him, it wasn’t Kai...it was another guy. “Hey, babe” said the guy. “Um..Hello could you please let go off me..” you said. He quickly let go of your hips. You were about to leave but the guy grabbed your wrist. “Where are you going?” said the guy. “ I thought we had fun” he added. “I thought you were someone else” you said, he let off his firm grip and you just walked away but half way to your table, the guy again grabbed your wrist “what do you want?” you said annoyed. “You” said the guy. He was about to kiss you but luckily Kai came your side and snatched you from the guy. “Get yourself an another women cause she is mine” said an angry Kai.

Sehun: You guys were at your favorite Boba shop. You guys ordered what you wanted and waited for the order to be completed. “Babe, I am going to look for my phone..I left it in the car” said Sehun. “Again” you sighed. “Okay, go” you added. While you waited for your boyfriend to come back, you got called to pick up your order. While you grabbed and walked back to your table, a guy came to your side and followed you and said “I think you boyfriend is cheating on you..what a waste” he said looking into your eyes. “Do I know you?” you asked. “NO” he said. “Okay...then why are you talking to me?” you asked. “Because I think you are pretty, and cute and you deserve so much better.Maybe a guy like me?” he winked while he said it. “I pass” you said while you put your stuff at the table. “How about we ditch your boyfriend and you go on a date with me” he said sounding persistent. “No” you said avoiding eye contact. “But” the guy started to say. “Psh..she never go out with you..Plus she has me” said Sehun.

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doyomi · 7 years ago

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You stan so many groups lime how do you deal with the emotional pain?? How do you survive to all those comebacks?? How long is your bias list?? You're an inspiration and I look up to you ~~baby anon

Psh look up? More like look down since I'm short. Thanks tho baby anon, you made my day after taking finals 💞I stan a lot of groups and I'm not even alive right now with all these comebacks and my poor Sistar bbys. My bias list is pretty long. Like Sehun is still on top somehow (someone help me dethrone him pls) but everything else after him is a mess.

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EXO buying you a dress for Date Night, but you end up feeling uncomfortable and self conscious in the dress

Xiumin: He would be excited to have a date night that he even bought you a pink cocktail dress. Once yall went out in public, you start to feel super uncomfortable. Xiumin could see it, he would ask you a million times what was wrong, but you didn’t want to ruin date night, so you would tell him nothing. He ended up finding out, and putting date night to an end. “Why didn’t you tell me that you felt uncomfortable and self-conscious in that dress?”, but ended up showering you with kisses to make you feel better.

Suho: Mama Suho. He bought you a black mermaid dress for a date night. He thought nothing of you feel uncomfortable or self-conscious, until he saw you looking upset in a corner. He had taken you to a ball, there were so many beautiful women there. You told Suho that you felt uncomfortable. He understood like a gentleman and said that yall would go home. When leaving, he would tell you that you looked so pretty and that you out shined every women at that ball.

Lay: This precious babe. He bought this beautiful dress in hopes to go to dinner with you. When you got home, the dress was laying out on your bed with a note that read, “Get ready and meet me in the living room”. After getting dress, you felt a little uncomfortable. The dress was absolutely gorgeous, but a little too revealing for you. It was date night and you didn’t want to not have one, so yall went to the restaurant. Shortly after, Lay noticed that you weren’t eating very much and just picking at your food instead of eating. You told him that you were a little uncomfortable and self-conscious in the gorgeous dress that he had bought. He understood and asked the waiter for to-go boxes so that you could finish date night at home in your pj’s.

Baekhyun: Baekhyun picked the perfect dress for you, he knew what kind of style you liked and color. Which helped him in the process of dress shopping. He surprised you when you got home from a stressful day of work. You were quiet shook when you saw the dress hanging up in the living room when you got home. Baekhyun scared you, by popping up behind you after looking at the dress. He yelled, “Get dressed, we’re going on a date!”. You followed his orders and got dressed. He rushed you out of the door into a car to go to a movie premiere. Once you got out of the car, all cameras focused on you, you suddenly felt uncomfortable. Its not like you didn’t already feel uncomfortable already, but you had to deal with the pain. All you had to do was get past the cameras and you would feel okay. As soon as you got past the cameras, you kind of shut down, Baekhyun keep asking what was wrong. You sat through the movie in agonizing discomfort. Baekhyun felt that something was wrong and made you get up in the middle of the movie. He said that yall were going home, because he was worried about you. You then let him know what was wrong.He looked at you worried and carried you bridal style to the car and made you feel super pretty. (as if you weren’t already)

Chen: Chenny Chen Chen. He would take you out to get a dress, unlike the others. Once you finally found a dress you liked, he bought it without any hesitation. Once you got home to up it on, it didn’t look as good as you thought it would. You felt bad, because it was for date night. You didn’t want to disappoint your Chenasaurous Rex, so you put on the dress and went on your date. Chen felt that something was wrong, you tried not to show any signs that you were self-conscious in the dress he bought you. He saw right through it. Once he had an idea, he took you home to cuddle and other stuff. (wink wink ;))

Chanyeol: He’s boyfriend material Yeolie would buy you the perfect baby blue dress for date night.He told you to get ready fast and that yall had somewhere to be. He wouldn’t tell you where that place was. Once you got ready, he blindfolded you and put you in the car. He took the blindfold off after about 20 minutes. When you looked around to find out where you were, you saw tons of people in nice dresses and tuxes. He started to grin from ear to ear, yall were at an art exhibit. Yeolie knew you wouldn’t agree to go with him if he told you. You felt out of place, not that the dress wasn’t beautiful or nice. Simply because you were self-conscious. You walked with Yeolie for about 30 minutes, he noticed that you were stiff. You didn’t talk much, didn’t really look at the art, but simply just walked arm and arm with him. He was worried, so worried that he took you outside to get some air. You then told him that you were uncomfortable. He then took you home, ordered pizza and played board games all night.

D.O: He’s pretty much like Kai and Chenny. He would take you to buy a dress. When you left the store, you felt all confident and strong. You had to get ready for the play fast, you spent too much time picking out a dress. Totally not your fault. Getting ready at the speed of light was difficult, but manageable. Getting in the car with this huge dress was a difficult task in itself, once you got into the car. It sped off, getting to the theater was interesting. You started to feel uncomfortable in your own skin, trying not to show it wasn’t that hard. Once you arrived, everyone seems to be in more expensive dresses than you. You got self-conscious and worried. You wanted to go home, but you remember that both you and D.O have been wanting to see this play. D.O knew that something was up, but he didn’t want to mad you mad by asking you if you were okay every ten seconds. So he asked if you were feeling okay. You answered with a simply answer, “I’m just a little nervous.” He didn’t want you to feel nervous at all, so he asked if you wanted to see the play a later time, it was opening night. So a lot of people were going to be there anyway. He made the decision for you. Yall left and went out for steak instead.

Kai: Kai is like Chenny, he let you pick your own dress and bought it without hesitation. When putting on the dress, it became a little to short on you and ended up being very revealing. Kai really didn’t notice it, he was more focused on your beauty. When leaving the house, it become more notcible that you were uncomfortable. Kai became very worried and asked you every five seconds if you were okay. You ended up giving him the same answer every time he asked. “I’m fine, babe”. Knowing him, he got more worried and ended up wanted to go home and just cuddle.

Sehun: Totally not my bias. psh whatcha talking about Sehunnie would buy you a navy blue two piece for date night. He didn’t think a ball was a big deal. So he wanted you to go with him have a little fun, get away from all the stress in your life. The dress fit perfectly, it wasn’t too tight or loose. You got in the car and started to feel a little unsure of yourself. Hunnie keep asking if you wanted to go home, but he wanted to go so you sucked it up and said no. After spending about one hour there, he knew you felt uncomfortable. He could always tell, no matter what. He found you in a corner eating some exotic food, grabbing you by the hand yall left. He wanted you have fun, but it ended up with you in the corner. He felt bad, so he rented your favorite movie, ordered your favorite pizza, snacks, and drinks. Then cuddled the night away.

#exo #exo reactions #suho #xiumin #lay #baekhyun #chen #chanyeol #d.o #kai #sehun

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