behind closed doors : seoksoo

012 : silent pain

mingyu huffed deeply whilst he took his seat, his head hanging forwards as he winced whilst shuffling around in an attempt to find comfort in his chair. he tugged at his gun's shoulder strap, using it to push the hunk of metal towards the ground, biting his bottom lip whilst he did so, his eyebrows falling to a line.

jihoon threw his two singular pistols upon the table top as he collapsed into his chair, seemingly in a down mood as he refused eye contact with his members. he had heard mingyu's groan, yet, he presumed it was due to them, yet again, losing the jewel to the vendetta's, just like himself.

"wonwoo's in the next room tracking the streets' camera activities, we should have their location in no time," seungcheol spoke in an authoritative tone, trying his absolute best to hide how exhausted he found himself. he had been refused treatment due to how urgent mr. hong said their next mission was, so in his hand were two cotton balls, one turning a dusty pink due to the blood, and the other soaked in warm water.

jisoo sat with his arms crossed and every feature of his face scrunched, it was clear to the others he was in some sort of mood, they just couldn't decipher what was playing on the male's mind. mingyu had gone from making deep sounds to silence, his neck rested on the tip of the chair he sat on whilst his leg bounced up and down in a quick motion, sweat dripping from his chin and trailing along his neck.

soonyoung slumped his upper half across the table top, his fingertips tapping a tune as he stretched his legs beneath the table, "everything hurts," he complained in a childish tone as he let out a discreet yawn.

they all sat in silence, none of them really knowing how to start a conversation at a point like this. now and then there would be small coughs darting around, exchanges looks between them. it was always like this, they never had the slightest clue of how to arise a mood that was found so low in the first place; all they did was sit and hope that wonwoo would be finished soon, so they could escape the quiet, that grew to be suffocating, sooner rather than later.

jeonghan had his cheek rested upon his palm, whilst his elbow propped him up. his head tilted to the side every now and then, constantly slipping between slumber and consciousness. his eyes drifted closed a tad longer than they had done minutes before, but shot open once again upon hearing the door open.

"found them," wonwoo bundled into the room whilst pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. he didn't bother taking a seat, for he knew how hasty mr. hong had been on about them setting off again. wonwoo took a look at each one of his members and frowned, "we have to get a move on, before they get the chance to settle down," he spoke in an authoritative tone, which earned a curt nod from seungcheol, who found himself agreeing with the male in glasses.

"he's right, everybody up, we can rest once this is done with," he had to force his yawn down, cracking his neck slightly whilst turning his head to the side to motion for the others to follow. they all mumbled small complaints and quite a few 'okay's', yet they all followed diligently, yet again, not bothering to speak another word to one another.

"fuck," they heard a light whisper in a struggled tone, seungcheol was the first to turn around, the others all stopping with him as they watch mingyu's lean figure fall sideways. the male managed to catch himself with his arms, but even they became weak, his body weight proving to be too much as he lowered painfully slowly to the ground.

the male didn't wish to make eye contact with anybody before him, he sat with his back rested against the table leg, with his legs sprawled out in front of him, and his hand pressed against his shirt, blood seeping through the material and onto the palm of his hand.

seungcheol was quick to move, already crouched down besides mingyu, revealing a singular bullet wound as he peeled the soaked fabric from the male's body.

upon even taking a glance, wonwoo felt his body grow to a shiver, his legs suddenly felt as though they didn't belong to him, like they were ready to crash to the ground due to the overwhelming scene before him. he flicked the clothing of his jacket off of his shoulders as he strode towards the two males upon the floor.

"you fucking idiot, why didn't you say anything," he rushed to pull his own jacket off, then pushed the fabric against the bullet wound found upon mingyu's abdomen with force. part of him was mad at the younger, but the anger was thrown to the side and replaced by a wave of worry.

mingyu's eyes grew more troubled as he watched wonwoo's panic increase the longer they sat on the floor. soonyoung had already ran to look for medical help, despite his complaining beforehand of his aching body. mingyu perched his lips open slightly, in no little time at all everything had become so much more harder to carry out, he went to speak but was hushed by wonwoo, he already knew what he was going to say.

"there's no need to apologise, i'm sorry for swearing at you," he spoke softly whilst still applying pressure, but using his free hand to intertwine his fingers with mingyu's, "you're going to be fine, okay?" he tried his best to show a smile of reassurance, rubbing his thumb across the surface of mingyu's back hand. the younger simply nodded, him too showing a small grin whilst tightening his grip on wonwoo's hand.

mingyu hadn't wanted to bother anybody about his condition after the last mission, he had made an attempt to visit the medic in silence, but was turned away without being given the chance to show them his wound, based on mr. hong's sudden outburst of a new mission. however, he knew he would be okay, because of the high amount of trust he laid upon his members.

"i'm okay," he now pushed a more toothy smile as he nodded in agreement to what wonwoo had said, this time it was him reassuring his friends; once seeing his smile, they had received an ounce of hope, their nerves soothing ever so slightly as they stood around waiting for the medics to arrive.