Stray Kids & Ace Oneshots (bxb)

Seungjin

Seungmin visibly let out a shaky breath, his hands trembling lightly despite the fact that he was wearing gloves, as the light snowfall obstructed his vision ever so slightly. He glanced around cautiously, adjusting his hat and facemask once more, a nervous habit he picked up years ago, before swiftly and soundlessly crossing the deserted street, slipping into the shadows of one of the many alleyways in this part of the city. Pulling out one of the stones in a seemingly normal wall, Seungmin typed in the secret code on the keypad that emerged, before placing the stone back, whilst a large, slightly rusted iron door, located in a hidden crevice of the dark alleyway, creaked open. The brunette quickly slipped through the gap, releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding, as the door closed behind him, leaving him alone in a dimly lit entranceway.

Punching in another code along with scanning his key card, a different door slid open, much quieter this time. The brunette entered the dark room, leaving his new coat, hat and mask on the coat hanger next to the door, and quietly made his way through the living room into the kitchen. 'The others must be asleep', Seungmin thought to himself as he grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it up with water, gulping the liquid down vigorously. Suddenly, he heard fast footsteps behind him, paired with the sound of a gun being cocked. He felt the cold end of the barrel touch the back of his head and slowly raised his now empty hands. "Identify yourself", he heard a voice say, Seungmin immediately recognising the person to be Jeongin. Seungmin cleared his throat before clearly reciting Stray Kids' secret code, ending his recital with his own name, exactly how the group had made it up years ago when they started their organisation, just in case an imposter was in their midst. He could feel the pressure from the end of the barrel leave his head as soon as his own name left his lips, the eerie quiet now replaced with sobs. Seungmin whirled around, engulfing the younger in a tight hug as he whispered calming words in the younger's ear. "W-we thought you were dead", the younger stammered. "I mean, you were gone for a little over a year", Jeongin rambled on, his sobs slowly dying down. "A year?", Seungmin whispered questioningly under his breath, his voice cracking as tears collected themselves in the corners of the brunettes eyes. "You didn't know?", Jeongin asked, looking up at Seungmin, his eyes filled with worry. "What happened to you?", Jeongin continued, releasing himself from Seungmin's hold, only to hold onto the elder's sleeves tightly, trying to shake the brunette out of the little daze he had unconsciously slipped into. "What's happening over here?", a new voice spoke up, as the lights in the kitchen were finally switched on. "Seungmin?", Chan questioned, a baffled expression on his face as he tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes. "I can explain, I swear, but please can we go to the infirmary first", Seungmin begged, a pained expression on his face as he clutched his side. "Holy shit, you're bleeding", Jeongin blurted out rather loudly, receiving a glare from the eldest in the room. "I'll go get Woojin", Chan announced, switching the lights off again before exiting the kitchen.

Jeongin and Seungmin quietly walked to the infirmary, which was luckily located the furthest away from the bedrooms where the others were hopefully still sound asleep. Seungmin sat down on one of the beds, before carefully taking off the thick, woollen sweater he was wearing, leaving him in only a thin white t-shirt, which was stained with his own blood in several places. Not long after the two youngest had settled down, the two oldest rushed into the room. "Shit", Woojin muttered upon seeing the state Seungmin was in. "Can you take your shirt off as well?", Woojin asked whilst rummaging through the large medical cabinet next to the bed. "You two should head back to bed and get some rest, or wait outside at least. Make sure no one else enters this room for the time being", Woojin ordered. Chan and Jeongin nodded in response before leaving the room. The couple silently sat down in the hallway right outside the door, Chan pulling the younger in his lap so he'd be more comfortable as the two restlessly waited for further news.

Woojin carefully observed the brunette's wounds, handing Seungmin a clean rag and ordering him to apply pressure to the huge gash on his left side for the time being. After checking all the other cabinets in the room as fast and thorough as possible, the eldest shot Seungmin a worried glance, opening the door once again to call Chan, who he knew was waiting outside, back inside. "What's wrong?", the blonde asked nervously, staring at the bloodied rag pressed against Seungmin's side. "Well, as you might've noticed, he's bleeding", Woojin stated matter-of-factly. "This is not the time for jokes", Chan retorted, gritting his teeth, causing Woojin to quickly apologise. "He has this huge cut on his side that I need to clean and stitch up," Woojin explained, pausing to look at Seungmin's pale face, "but we don't have any anaesthetics or painkillers left, so he's going to be in a lot of pain. Knowing Seungmin, he'll probably scream, which might wake up the others", Woojin added, carefully helping Seungmin, who was beginning to look a little frightened, lay down on his right side. "I need you to keep a close eye on him", Woojin continued, putting all the materials he needed on a trolley, before wearing his rubber gloves and handing Seungmin a clean towel. "Keep this towel in your mouth to muffle the screams and breathe through your nose. Also, try not to squirm around ", Woojin instructed.