double dealing - nct, chensung

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"jisung don't enter there on your own!" the nagging voice of his godfather rang through his ears as the huge sm entertainment building came into jisung's view.

"i need to! he has chenle!" jisung whisper-shouted to his godfather, placing one of his hands behind his back to make sure the gun was still securely placed there.

"they could have dozens of other men around! we'll be there in a few minutes, just wait!"

"heesun, chenle could be dying right now, i can't fucking wait!" jisung growled, his eyes never leaving the automatic doors at the entrance of the building.

"we're coming as fast as we can. but i don't want you to get in alone, you're going to get caught."heesun continued his nagging.

"i'm an idol here, they know who i am, and it is normal for me to be there. i won't be busted!" jisung argued. "i need to find chenle."

heesun heaved a sigh on the other side of the phone.

"go in then. we're around the corner. find a way to sneak us in while you're at it." he declared, making jisung let out a relieved breath.

"i'm going in. stay alert, i'll tell you where to get in." jisung stated before hanging up and walking towards the bulding.

the automatic doors opened magically as jisung stepped in front of them, allowing him to get inside and greet the secretary.

"aren't you supposed to be home, jisung." she stated, giving the young boy a frown. "it is barely half past seven."

"i felt like i needed an extra practice." he informed.

"and i thought your manager told us you would be staying at the dorms after what happened to... to chenle." she continued.

"i'm here now, anyway." jisung shrugged. "i needed to get my mind off things, so, i needed a dance room."

jisung smiled and bowed to the secretary before walking inside the hall and heading towards the practice rooms. once there, jisung travelled the maze of corridors that was sm entertainment and reached the cafeteria.

he sent a quick text to his mafia members, telling them to meet him behind the building, where the cafeteria placed all the trash to be taken by the garbage dumpster late at night.

in a matter of minutes, jisung was standing by the side of the heads of the five branches of his mafia, as well as a few other important men part of death park.

"where are we going now?" namseon asked.

"chenle surely is in the basement. i'm going there." jisung informed. "i want one of you at least blocking each exit of the building. two would be best, for more protection, but one is fine if we're not enough."

"and are you going alone?" heesun asked.

"you can come if you'd like." he told his godfather. "everyone has their earpiece?"

the group of men nodded in unison, placing their hands to their ear to make sure it was there, and that it was functional.

"perfect." jisung nodded. "warn me if anyone enters or exits the building. and don't hesitate to shoot or to stab anything that threatens your life. no pity on dark danger." he continued. "any questions?"

no one spoke a word after that, making jisung smile.

"perfect then." he stated. "death park, this is your time to shine. good luck men."