behind closed doors : seoksoo

007 : four in the morning

"everyone, after me," seungcheol spoke as he threw one end of a rope down to the rest of the paragon's on the outside of the warehouse. the other end then went tumbling down into the warehouse, with the rest of the gang holding the rope steady, it was perfect for the seven males to lower themselves inside.

mingyu followed seungcheol, this time wanting to get in before everybody else. he gave the members after him a hand to steady themselves after dropping from the rope.

"you two, make sure they don't reach their weapons," seungcheol spoke in a hushed tone whilst making eye contact with jihoon and mingyu as the seven of them passed seokmin and chan, who were both sleeping, sat with their backs up against a singular motorbike, their heads resting against one another's as seokmin held chan close to himself.

one wrong move, and the two sleeping beauty's would be woken straight away, leading to the whole warehouse becoming alert of the intruders.

jisoo tried not to do anything out of the ordinary, however he couldn't help but let out a particularly loud puff of air through his nostrils as he grinned with both his mouth and eyes at how adorable seokmin looked whilst asleep.

"is something funny?" jihoon was fast to question jisoo's actions whilst he and the others all turned to look at jisoo.

"i needed to sneeze," jisoo answered blatantly, drawing his attention away from seokmin and instead, to the six men stood before him.

they checked the main area and had only managed to find seokmin and chan, so they presumed the rest would be in their quarters. they were expecting to bump into at least one other vendetta, but were proven wrong as not a sound nor signs of activity rung around the warehouse.

"soons, make sure no one hits the alarm," seungcheol pointed in the direction of the controls room. soonyoung obliged, tossing his gun over his shoulder whilst sashaying towards the room, leaving the huddle of his members far on the opposing side of the warehouse.

he was ready to burst into the room and guard it with all he had, however his plans were forced to a halt as his thoughts were interrupted by the continuous clacking of what sounded to be a keyboard and mouse.

he glued himself to the wall, retrieving his gun from over his shoulder and holding it in his hands tightly, his finger already resting upon the trigger. he slowly slid around the edge of the door, whilst doing so the clicking paused, causing him to stop in his tracks- were his footsteps too loud?

"fuck, that dickhead won't stop camping our spawn," came a voice which seemed to be on the deeper side of the spectrum, followed by more clacks of the keyboard, also the constant rolling of wheels on a chair, "the fuck do you mean kill him? i'm on the other side of the map," came the voice again, irritation more evident this time around.

soonyoung took all the noise as a say that whoever it was, was distracted. he took this to his advantage and took small steps forwards, still sticking to the wall.

seungcheol had told them to prioritise doing things quietly. so soonyoung thought he ought to quietly sneak up behind the vendetta who he recognised to be hansol quietly, knock him out quietly, then protect the controls room quietly from any other vendetta.

he crept forwards towards hansol who was shooting away on his video game, holding his gun tighter than before, readying himself to knock the younger out in one clean swoop.

he raised both of his arms, the gun getting closer to hansol's head.

"dude."

soonyoung paused, because hansol paused.