Enhypen Oneshots

Shooting - Heehoon

Sunghoon and Heeseung have been married for 9, nearly 10, years now. They have an adopted son called Joon, who's 10.

Heeseung was a teacher and Sunghoon was a cop. They both loved their jobs, despite the slight dangers that may come with them.

Heeseung

He was in the middle of teaching a class. He was becoming slightly paranoid, at this point. He'd had a gut feeling something bad was going to happen, earlier. The other teachers told him it was nothing and he was probably beginning to fall sick, but he didn't believe it. He'd gotten out the thickest textbooks he could find, broken rulers to use as sharp weapons, also gotten out mathematical compasses to use for the same purpose.

It was just as he had been waiting for the class to go quiet and when they did, that there was an announcement over the speakers.

Everyone was to go into lock down, and prepare for the worst. Active shooter, and not a drill.

He had been teaching his son's class, and he was so glad for that because if someone else had had him and failed to help him properly he couldn't have lived with himself.

The kids were all silent with shock and fear as they shaking climbed under their desks.

Heeseung handed out the textbooks and other things he'd prepared earlier. He remembered they had scissors, so he handed those out too. He drew all the curtains, locked the door.

He stood by the door, just in the right position to not be seen through the small window on the door.

"Mr Park, why aren't you hiding too?" a girl whispered.

Heeseung's heart ached, "I need to be ready in case the shooter tries to come in."

His son started breathing even heavier at that, tears slipping from his eyes, "Pa, don't die please."

"I'll try not to. Now stay quiet."

They heard footsteps clicking down the tiled floors of the hallways. As terrified as he was, Heeseung told himself that his husband's a cop, that Sunghoon would sort it out, and that death was worth it if he protected his son.

The footsteps stopped outside the door. Everything was deathly quiet, oozing fear. Then gunshots and screams sounded from other places in the building. Heeseung slid quietly to his desk, grabbing his full metal water bottle.

Someone banged on the door. It shook hard. Heeseung did his best to stop it from breaking, but it was no use.

The rickety old door broke off its hinges and a masked man came in, holding a gun.

The man walked straight up to the girl who'd asked him why he wasn't hiding, crouching down and pointing the gun at her.

"Oh no you don't! Don't. Touch. The. Children." Heeseung growled, grabbing the man and pulling him away.

The man smirked, "Guess this will be far more entertaining. Children, gather round and watch as I kill your teacher. Don't be shy, come here. He's dying so you don't, you know? I said gather!"

"Leave my pa alone!" Joon cried, standing in front of Heeseung. If the situation hadn't been so dangerous, Heeseung would've praised him about how mature he was.

"Oh you try to interfere?"

The man cocked his gun and shot at Joon, running out before seeing the end result.

Time seemed to slow down as the bullet flew through the air. Heeseung pushed Joon away, putting the rest of the kids behind him just in time to take the bullet for them.