Chapter 23
Previously on SEVENTEEN...................
For what felt like the longest time no one said anything. Looking at the group of his Hyungs huddled together on the other side of the room, he saw their reactions. All of them were pale and bewildered at the scene before them. Seungkwan and Seokmin seemed just about as confused as he was if not more, since they were the last to join. Jeonghan looked like he was going to be sick again, and that Joshua even though he seemed pretty shaken up too was the only thing keeping him upright. Jihoon looked pissed beyond belief and even though Jihoon isn't the most happy go lucky guy that Hansol's ever met, he still hasn't seen him this made before, ever. And Jun looked like he had seen a ghost and was mere seconds away from passing out on them. Lucky for them that Seokmin and Seungkwan were on either side of him holding him up, and Jihoon was standing in front of him, almost like a human shield. Even though Jun seemed to be in the worst shape out of all of them he was the one to answer Hansol's question. "MingMing?" And that was when Hansol felt like the rug had been pulled out from underneath his feet. MingMing? The hell?
"MingMing?"Hansol asked. "You mean the one that left years ago and just up and vanished?" He asked. "The one that joined the wrong side and is the one who sent these goons after us inadvertently?" He questioned. :The one who betrayed us and shot Jun-Hyung and almost killed him?" He said. Everyone paused for a couple of moments before they said anything else. "Yes." Jeonghan said breathlessly. "Yes, this is him." He said. And that sort of blew Hansol away. MingMing had joined when they had convinced Jun to join them. The two of them were like a package deal with one another. Where one went the other one followed. Though all of this had happened way before Hansol, Seungkwan, or Seokmin joined the group. He did a lot of jobs with them, and then one night he just left. When everyone else woke up that morning he was gone, and Jun was heartbroken. Hansol joined the group barely a month after that. So he never knew what he looked like,he only heard a few stories about him here and there. But those were very few and far between, until they stopped altogether after a while.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Minghao shouted as he struggled in Seungcheol and Mingyu's hold. It was easy to see that even though the two of them were the strongest in the group that they were having trouble keeping the younger from lashing out and trying to kill their surprise visitor. Wonwoo, Chan, and Soonyoung had an easier time keeping a grip on MingMing since the other male didn't seem to be putting up a fight. And now that Hansol could get a better look at his face he could tell why. He looked horrible in his opinion. His face was littered with cuts and bruises. He even had a huge black eye, and a split lip that was still bleeding a little bit. And it wouldn't surprise Hansol any if the elder had more injuries that they just couldn't see at the moment because of his clothes. Now the only question is why did this happen? Why did he come here to them?
It took them about 5 more minutes or so to get Minghao calmed down enough for them to set him down and not worry about him killing anyone. So Seungcheol moved him to the couch and made Mingyu sit on him until further notice. Minghao wasn't the happiest about it, but he didn't fight back this time so they took it as a good sign. Though Hansol could still see the murderous rage and intent in his eyes. Seungcheol signaled him to go get a chair out of the kitchen to put MingMing in. The younger hurriedly ran into the kitchen and grabbed the nearest chair that he could find. He brought it back out into the living room and gave it to the elder. Seungcheol took it from him with a nod of thanks. He then instructed them to put MingMing in it. And Seungkwan ran back into the room with some electrical chords, and rope. He must have been sent to get something to tie the intruder up with. What a way to start off a morning huh?
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FanfictionThe plan was perfect, almost full- proof. There was no way for any of them to mess this up it had been planned out that much. It was to be absolutely full proof, nothing was set to go wrong.