Han Jisung the Thief

Chapter 02

I woke up to a nice voice, calling my name. Well, my last name. As I opened my eyes, I found myself in a very comfy bed. And someone was sitting right beside me.

"I'm awake!! I'm awake," I exclaimed. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, still in chains.

"Good morning, Ji."

"Morning... Is this your room, Hongjoong?"

"No, it's Wooyoungs..."

"Why did you guys get me out of there like that?"

"We were bros'. And you're still mine. We saw the news last week and just had to save you..."

"Yeah, right...'save' me."

"And of course we saw our chance in that. But that was later, when..."

"Don't lie to me."

"Jisung-"

"DON'T TOUCH ME EITHER!!! Whatever you may want or don't, it does not fucking matter if you treat and literally trade me like this."

When I calmed down, we stood up and went downstairs to the kitchen. Hongjoongs members were waiting there, and it was so damn weird. They had the audacity to wish me a good morning and continued with a loud moment of silence. I couldn't believe my ears. "Good morning", yeah the best morning of my life!?

I tried to loose the anger and just sat there, on a chair facing the others, physically not even able to fold my arms in front of my body.

"We have warm oat milk, do you want some?" Wooyoung tried to lighten the mood a bit.

I was so thankful to finally get something to drink, that I burned my tongue as I didn't let it cool down at all.

"So, what do you want to do with me exactly?"

"Exchange you for the money we would have received." Jongho answered.

"But the job isn't done yet. We've only gotten one half of the wages so far. How are my boys supposed to get the last seven people without my information? In any case, I'm not important enough for JYP to trade me for such a large sum anyway."

"Are you sure about that? If they cannot finish the job without you, you are important."

I sighed and tried to bring us forward. "The half we already earned is ours completely. They might give you that, if you don't contact JYP. That's the safer option anyway."

"Why?"

"Because he would send every single one he has, to kill all of you. Not for me, but for the incredible embarrassment you caused him. You just vanished as if it were nothing. You made him look like a fool."

It became uncomfortably quiet again as we were all sipping on our hot drinks. I soon realized how bad my smell was, felt even more ashamed, and lowered my gaze completely to the floor.

When I was done, I played with the cup. It took me some time to find the courage to look into their faces again. It was so damn awkward, but Wooyoung took my cup and put it away.

"Now listen, Jisung," Yeosang ordered. "We need to tell them you're here, and with 'We' I mean you. So you'll tell them to follow our instructions to get you back. Got it?"

"I guess so."

Wooyoung and Yeosang then took me to another room. No one said a thing, which made the jingle of my handcuffs even louder. They opened a door, turned on the lights, and what I saw was a bright, white room with nothing in it.

Woo gave me a phone, maybe his. He dialed a number already, and it could only have been Changbin, as they were still very close. Guess what? I was right.

"Here you go. Talk with them, tell'em how you're doing. But keep in mind that they should know what we want and what they'll get in exchange. We'll talk about the details with them later. You have an hour."

I nodded, and they left. I immediately called Changbin and sat down while it was ringing.

"Hey, Wooyoung, what's up?"

"No, Hyung, it's me, Jisung."