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Taeyong: We have many deals coming up so i would appreciate it if you guys focused more huh?!

He said in annoyance. Sicheng's eyes scanned the others from his place, while standing behind Taeyong.

Taeyong: We have lost deals because some teams are slacking off, for reasons i don't care about. Just get your heads straight will you!

He said hitting his hand against the table loudly. A few of them flinched while some just looked bored. Sicheng tilted his head, in hopes to get the knot in the back of his neck. He was finding this highly frustrating.

Taeyong: If y'all aren't going to move your asses and do you job properly i am cutting down your shares of the money.

Yuta: Dude! Not cool.

Taeyong: No whining. Just... just do your jobs for god's sake.

He turned making eye contact with Sicheng before leaving the room. Sicheng scanned the room to see the members of the gang sighing in annoyance. He shook his head before following Taeyong to his office.

Taeyong: How many deals have we lost?

Sicheng: Two.

Taeyong: Two.

He repeated and ran a hand through his hair. Sicheng just watched as the stress seemed to be evident on the leader's face. But he could see that there was another thing that bothered Taeyong, other than just the deals.

Sicheng: Hyung? Is everything okay? 

Taeyong: Yeah. Why do you ask?

Sicheng: Ever since you went out yesterday and came back you have been over the edge.

Taeyong sighed, not answering. But what he said next only fed Sicheng's suspicions.

Taeyong: Sicheng... take care of the gang while i go to Busan.

Sicheng: Busan? Why are you going there again?

Taeyong: I... have some thing to sort out. If i don't, things might go haywire.

Sicheng: Haywire? Taeyong hyung? did you get involved in some fishy business?

Taeyong only walked out of the office. Sicheng frowned in confusion but followed him out and they stopped only when they were outside of their base. He turned to Sicheng who looked worried, probably because he could hear the police sirens.

Taeyong: Its too late now...

Sicheng: Hyung what did you do?

Taeyong: Sicheng... i didn't do anything alright.

Sicheng: Hyung-

Taeyong stepped closer to the younger.

Taeyong: get me out of jail.

Sicheng: Hyu-

Police 1: Police! Raise your hands in the air. Lee Taeyong!

Sicheng's eyes shook as he watched Taeyong raise his hands and willingly stepping into the swarm of police men. The door of the base behind him opened and some of the gang members peeping out. 

The police harshly pushed Taeyong into the backseat of the vehicle. The leader made eye contact with Sicheng giving him a curt nod. Sicheng's head was in a mess but he nodded back. He was going to get his leader out of jail for whatever matter he was put in.

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Shayla: I will ask you once. Did you do it intentionally?

The male in front of her stayed silent.

Shayla: I need you to answer me Taeyong.

He raised an eyebrow.

Taeyong: Didn't know we were close enough to drop the honorifics.

Shayla: Just answer the question  will you?

Taeyong: If i said no, will you believe in me?

Shayla: Depends.

He leaned back in seat, sighing.

Taeyong: Then no. I did not do it intentionally.

And Shayla didn't believe him.