Safe Heaven

Chapter 11

Sehun wakes up to a luring smell coming from the kitchen. He immediately runs his hand to his side only to find the spot on the bed next to him was empty. Sprinting out of the room, he sighs in relief when he sees Krystal standing there by the kitchen stove, the scenery looking no different than a wife making breakfast for her husband. He smiles softly and sneaks his way to her quietly as he could. Out of instinct and possessiveness, he snakes his arms around her waist, earning a small yelp from her.

"Sehun!" She raises her voice a bit, still recovering from her mini-heart attack. "Good morning baby." He quickly covers it with a light peck on her right cheek to prevent her from getting mad; and true to his words, she immediately melts in his gaze. She shrugs his arms off her and turns around to give him a glare. With her hands on her hips, she jutted her lips out in disapproval and frowns. "Yah, Oh Sehun, what if I die from a heart attack because of you huh?"

Sehun chuckles and corners her to the kitchen's counter to place his hands on either of her sides. Gazing down to her lips her says, "No sweetheart, you won't."

"Because if you would die because of me, it's probably because I was too romantic to you."

With that said, he instantaneously secures his arms around her and pulls her in for a longing kiss. Halfway through their make out session, Sehun had the initiative to carry her onto the counter so that he could kiss her rather comfortably; sneaky kid he was. Krystal pushes him away when she realises that the pancakes she has been flipping might be burned off.

Sehun looks at her in disbelief and cocks his head to a side. "Yah Jung Soojung, did you just pushed me away for some pancakes?"

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Krystal fiddles with her fingers as she silently waits for Sehun to arrive from his business with the EXO boys. She tries to gets him off her mind by playing with the Rubik's cube before her, only to have it tossed away a second later. Ruffling her hair she groans, why couldn't this uneasy feeling get off her chest? Why does it feels like something bad was going to happen to Sehun? She whimpers at that thought. She could not even imagine Sehun getting hurt or far more worse; losing him. With a shake of her head she thought, No i must not lose him. He gave me light and i will not allow him to be blown away just like that.

She stands up and reaches over for her scarf to tangle it around her neck. It has been 4 hours since she's last heard from him and she knows he's in trouble. And she would do anything to save him; even if it meant to show him who she really was.

Stepping out of their hideout, she makes her way where her heart told her to and just jogged around randomly, not really familiar with the streets of Seoul yet.

In the mean time, Sehun's back meets with the wall. He turns to his right and watches his friends fall one by one, defeated by this person standing in front of him. Sharply turning to face the enemy, he mustered up all the strength he had at that moment and said, "I will not let you win." The man, that currently had his hand around Sehun's neck cackles loudly in an impolite manner.

"Son of a bitch, tonight you will die!" He raises a fist to give Sehun a good nose job that would fracture his bones for weeks but got pushed away by an outer force from the side. He falls back first onto the ground and winced at his pain. Feeling the back of his head, his eyes widen when he feels warm liquid gushing out of his skull.

He glares up at the person who made him like this and froze when he sees a gorgeous lady.

Krystal cocks her head to one side and blinks at the man below her rapidly.

"Were you about to hurt my Sehun?"

He didn't answer, but kept on staring at her, mouth hung wide open.

Krystal cocks her head to another side and tsked at the man. "Bad move ahjussi, you can't touch what's mine without my permission." With that she throws a punch to the man's face, causing him to black out at that instant. Now it was Sehun's turn to stare at her with wide eyes. She shrugs and pulls Sehun by his collar.

"No time for gawking now, we've gotta help our friends."

Sehun nods wordlessly and throws his fist out to his left when he feels a presence nearing him.

Krystal threw him a smirk, "Nice one, Oh Sehun."

Sehun grins, a goofy one and replies, "Back at you baby. Now let's go kick some ass."

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"I know who you are!"

One of the man that was slumped by the alley's wall shouts as the boys and Krystal were about to leave, catching their attention. He points directly at Krystal, his finger shaking, probably because of the lack of energy.

"Would you like me to end him, mei mei?" Tao offered quietly, but Krystal holds up a hand to stop him, eyes never leaving the almost-lifeless man. She approaches him and surprised them all when she took him by the collar to slam him onto the metal wall behind him. He lets out a cry, hurt.

"And who may I be?" Krystal asks, with one eyebrow cocked.

"Y-You're the Jung heiress ... The final successor to the Dragon throne. Your father has been looking for you in America. You are big. You are on the newspaper and television everyday!"

Krystal frowns when she hears this. "And what did the news said?"

"T-They showed a tape in whereby your father told the world that you ran away from home! And he wants you back."

Krystal's nose flared in anger upon hearing this, her fists clenched tighter around the man's collar.

"Any ... rewards?" She hesitated to ask because she knew what the answer was.

"10 million USD."

Krystal sucked in a breath. She loosens her hold around the man's neck and backs away. She suddenly feels light headed. Sehun immediately sprints next to her, holding her by the arm.

The man laughs loudly at her. "We all came here looking for you ... I can't believe I found you, I'm gonna be rich! You almost had me there with your hair, almost!"

"Tao." Krystal says, sternly.

"Yes, mei mei?"

"End him."

A sharp scream echoed through the alley's walls, followed by a deadly silence after.

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Krystal immediately sprinted for the television's remote the moment she stepped in the apartment's lot. But Sehun was a whole lot quicker.

"Soojung, no." He muttered as he held the remote in the air, finally having his tall height good in use. Krystal glares at him and gave him a kick in the groin, causing Sehun to double over. She easily takes the remote out of his grasp and turns on the tv to watch the so-called-news headlines that was about her.

Her eyes skims through the skin and whatever the man that had said from the alley was true. Her father, Alex Jung had told the world that she was a child that had attitude problems and therefore ran away from home 3 years ago.

"LIAR!" She screams and throws the remote aside before cradling herself in her arms to feel secure.

"Soojung-ah ..." Sehun whispers and crawls right up next to her. She looks at him in the eye and says, "Look at that Sehun, my own father lying in front of the media and telling what a mess I am when he was the one that had sold me off."

He did not uttered a word, too afraid that he would scare her off his arms.

"I did everything to be the perfect heiress ... I was trained day and night to satisfy him; where did I went wrong? I have been topping in academics and sports since I was a toddler ... just what happened?"

"Soojung, look at me." Sehun sternly says and she obliges.

"You're a different person right now okay? You're better than that person. You have me now alright? And I'll never let him take you away from me." He rubs the side of her face with his thumb, before resting his lips onto her forehead.

"No matter how big of a mafia he is ... I will end him if he touches you."