Where Seonghwa, the top spy of his country, ends up getting caught looking at a girl's underwear in the enemy nation?!
But what if the girl is not who she seems?
Spy! Seonghwa X OC
Yungi
Woosan
Trigger warnings: Blood and Violence, murder, abuse, me...
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The group stood in front of a two-story house, waiting for Yunho to open the doors. It was pretty impressive, with bougainvillaea lining the fence and a little kitchen garden growing tomatoes and a few other vegetables Seonghwa didn't care for. Although, one could say he was intrigued by his partner's newfound interest in gardening. He looked back at the blond, who was still rummaging through his satchel, trying to spot the house key for the last fifteen minutes.
'Are you sure you even took them with you?' Wooyoung questioned.
'I remember keeping it here somewhere.' Yunho combed through the poor satchel, giving up and spilling all the contents on the ground.
'What's this for?' Pearl lifted a wooden goat figurine coloured in the most vibrant shade of blue she'd seen.
"For good luck." He snatched it back from her, stuffing it back into his seemingly bottomless bag. "The grandma next door gave it to me."
"And what's this?" She lifted mini cushions out of the pile.
"For emergencies." The blonde replied simply.
"What kind of emergency requires you to carry a whole cushion around?" Wooyoung rubbed his palms on his face, exhausted from running around all day at the fest. Getting no answer from Yunho, he had the most genius idea one could think of while half-asleep and tried turning the door knob. To everyone's surprise, the door opened. Yunho had forgotten to lock the door.
'You're an embarrassment, Yunho.' Seonghwa sighed, having never felt this amount of second-hand embarrassment before.
'Hey! Don't start acting like my dad now!'
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Loud chatter filled the cosy living room of Yunho's house, the smell of freshly baked brownies wafting in the air as Mingi pulled them out of the oven. Seonghwa was sitting on the carpeted floor, working over the map of the castle premises and trying to remember all the escape routes right in front of Pearl, who was lying on the old brown couch, munching on the spicy wafers Yunho had offered before running off to god knows where. She took one bite herself before bringing another near Seonghwa's mouth.
The castle was heavily protected, even the most minor escape routes were sealed off or packed with guards on every corner. Seonghwa gratefully bit into the wafer as he marked out lesser-used or scantily guarded routes around the garden and royal chambers.
'Not there.' Wooyoung pointed out a secret tunnel connected to a storeroom Seonghwa had marked. 'That's a trap. Enter there and you'll be dead meat in seconds.' he sat down next to Seonghwa, erasing all the lines which led to traps or dead ends; which were, unfortunately, most of them.
'So, you're saying that we have no other escape route except for this one.' Seonghwa pointed at the tunnel behind the walls of the Queen's chamber.
'It's the safest one.' Pearl spoke up from the sofa. 'We do have one in the hallway near the library and one in the kitchen as well but the library is heavily guarded and the kitchen is way back on the ground floor of the palace.'
