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🚗 Heeseung - Intruder

Requested my: @AvneetKaurBagga

// TW. mentions of gun violence //

~ Heeseung's POV ~

- So, do you want to bet? – Sunghoon asked, and I nodded. We shook hands, and so it was done.

We have spent the day arguing over a very interesting topic. In my opinion, I can easily learn a new dance in an hour, but Sunghoon disagrees. So, we made a bet: I'll try learning a choreo in under an hour, and whoever is wrong, needs to stay home and miss a day of practice.

- Which dance will it be? – he asked, and I started the music: Don Quixote from Seventeen. It was not an easy piece at all, but not the hardest. I watched the practices and lives for 10 minutes, then got to work. I was just done halfway, when the timer rang.

- I told you, one hour is nowhere near enough! – He was jumping from the triumph, while I sat down onto the floor in defeat. He won fair and square, maybe I overestimated my abilities. – You'll stay home tomorrow, right?

- Yeah, I guess... Hope you won't start any new dances tomorrow...

~Jay's POV ~

After their stupid little bet, Heeseung stayed home today. Our managers were nor happy, but we only recently finished promoting our latest album, so missing a day or two wasn't that big of a deal.

We got to the studio, warmed up and started dancing. We all put our phones in a box, so they won't distract us. After an hour or so, I heard my phone ringing, but I had to ignore it. It stopped, then rang again and again. After, Sunghoon's phone started buzzing, then Jake's, then whoever was calling us, finally stopped.

As we finally stopped for lunch, I went to see who was calling us. My screen showed 6 missed calls from Heeseung hyung, and as I asked the others, they had multiple calls from him too. I decided to call him back, but he didn't answer. After a few tries I stopped: maybe he was sleeping, or the call wasn't relevant anymore.

I tried to convince myself, but an eerie feeling grew inside of me. I felt like something was wrong back home, so I asked a manager, if they could go and check on Heeseung. They thankfully agreed, and drove to our dorms to see, what was going on.

I decided to keep my phone close after the lunch break, in case something was really wrong. We were only minutes into practice, when it rang: it was the manager. I quickly stopped and ran out to answer him: I didn't want to disturb the others.

- Hello?

- Jay, listen to me, okay? Someone broke into the dorms.

- What? Are you joking? Is Heeseung...

- They took a bunch of stuff, police are here. Um, Heeseung...

- Is he okay? Oh my god, is he okay??

- He's in the hospital... I didn't quite see him, they were taking him away, as I arrived, but he didn't look good. I need you and Jake to come here, and the others can go to the hospital, if they want to, okay? You need to keep them together, we can't let this get out of hand. 

I was completely frozen. There was so much information all of the sudden: what did they steal from us? Who called the police? and most importantly: Is Heeseung okay?

I slowly slid down onto the floor, my legs were giving up on me. I dropped my phone, and covered my face, in order not to cry out loud. I don't know how long I stayed like that, before someone found me.

- Hyung, what happened? Did the manager call? – Sunoo kneeled next to me, and picked my phone up for me. I nodded, and took a deep, shaky breath.

- Someone broke into our dorm, and uh... apparently Heeseung hyung is injured...