Angel

25

"What was that for!?" Jisung squeaked as he glared at Hyunjin who had just chucked the a bottle of lotion at him.

Hyunjin scoffed as he stood up and reached for the lamp this time, but Felix rushed into the room just a second before with horrified look on his face as he turned to Hyunjin with teary eyes as he yelled hysterically. "They've Got Changbin!" 

Nobody spoke as Hyunjin and Jisung rushed downstairs with Felix leaving a frightened Jeongin behind.

In the moment nobody cared.

Surely enough downstairs in the living room, Changbin was being held with a knife to his throat while men crowded the area.

Both Chan and Seungmin were sitting on the couch across from a familiar man dressed in a suit with a smile that was testing Hyunjin the longer he stared.

"Good day to you Hwang." The man said with a smile as he tilted his head to the side, the gun in his hand following the motion.

Hyunjin could feel himself start to boil as he clenched his jaw. He fucking knew it.

"You Fucking—" He started as he took a step forward, only to halt as the gun pointed straight at his head. The man laughed lightly as a grin spread across his face. "Nuh uh, I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"After all, your little friend over there has a knife to his throat and I doubt you'd want me to cut him open." The man sighed as he gestured toward Changbin before lazily gazing back at Hyunjin who's throat tightened as his fist clenched.

He knew he wouldnt be able to make a move. Not in this situation.

None of them could.

"Why are you here?" Hyunjin asked as plain as he could, not wanting to loose control of himself as he waited for an answer from the man.

The man clicked his tounge and looked up at the ceiling before sighing. "Well, this wasn't my original plan" He huffed and looked back at Hyunjin with a smile. "But my dear Jeongin had made it so hard to get close to all the years while he had been searching for you." Youngmin hummed lightly as he fondly smiled.

Hyunjin wanted to beat the shit out of him for speaking Jeongins name, but he didn't dare move.

"You know it isn't easy, tracking someone who erased themself from the system completely, but Jeongin is an adorable and loyal little thing." He sighed as he pulled a cocky smirk on his lips, obviously trying to pull at Hyunjins nerves. "When he found you though, he was willing to risk using his real identity again, just so you might of noticed him. Stupid really."

"Then again, I don't expect so much."

"Isn't that right Jeongin." He spoke up as he turned toward the door way, everybody following his gaze as Jeongin stood there with a heavy glare as two men kept him restrained.

He was no longer in his boxers, now dressed in some sweats and one of Hyunjins hoodies that he had probably picked up off the floor in a rush to get downstairs.

Jeongin was more than pissed and the bruises on the men's faces showed it.

"Let him go!" Jeongin shouted in fury as he glared at Youngmin who smiled as he stood up.

With a chuckle he stopped in front of Jeongin, his hands running along his jaw as he grinned. "Oh baby, you know I can't do that."

A sneer formed on Jeongin's face as he yanked away, a glare burning into Youngmin who sighed. "Still stubborn as ever." He muttered.

"Take him."

"Hey! Get Off Me!?" Jeongin screamed as the men struggled to keep the cloth over his mouth. They watched as Jeongin fought with all the strength and it took a lot for Hyunjin not to bash their heads in right there. Chan seemed to be thinking the same thing, because he was striding toward Youngmin despite having guns pointed at his head.

"At least treat him right." Chan growled out as he glared at Youngmin who scoffed as he took a step closer. "Don't tell me what to do old man, or I'll have your brains on the floor." Youngmin spat as he glared at Chan who stood still as the other turned around with a sigh.

Jeongin had stopped struggling. His body laid limp in the men's arms as they carried him out of the house. Hyunjin felt his heart shatter watching them take Jeongin away.

He couldn't even protect him.

He should have been thinking more rationally.

What was he thinking when he left Jeongin up there alone.

He was so fucking stupid.

"Oh, and Hwang." Youngmin said as he glanced back at Hyunjin who glared.

"You never had a chance in the first place."

A sinister smirk rose on Youngmins face as the final words left his lips.

"Jeongin was mine from the start."

—

"I'll fucking murder the bastard when I get my hands on him!" Hyunjin growled as he buckled his belt and grabbed the padded jacket off the hook.

Everyone else was sitting in the combat room, all of them quiet as they watched Hyunjin grab his gun.

Seungmins sigh finally broke the silence.

"Hyunjin you aren't going anywhere or doing anything until he have an exact location." Seungmin said as he crossed his arms, his gaze stern as Hyunjin  turned to him with fiery eyes. With a scoff he strode up to Seungmin his gun held tight in his hand as he pressed a finger to the others chest. "How the hell are we suppose to get that, huh? You think they go around with a GPS on them?"

Everybody looked away as they continued to gear up, nobody wanting to watch Hyunjin unfold.

It wasn't a pretty sight.

"They do now."

Standing at the door was Minho, with a remote in his hand and a smile on his face. "You know it's not that hard to plant a tracking device." He chuckled as he walked into the room, tossing the device toward Hyunjin who caught it with a frown.

A GPS.

"So do we have a plan besides walking in and shooting up the place?" He asked looking at Chan who glanced around the room with sharp eyes.

"Lets get started."

/My poor Jeonginnie 🥲

HAVE A GOOD DAY OR NIGHT~