Jeonghan POV
My gaze travel down behind Taeyong's feet and found Y/N laying down, wet, cold and unconscious. For a moment, I felt the same pain. Same pain from before... And I hated it so much...
"I knew it.", Taeyong suddenly mentioned, grinning.
My whole group surrounds us three as I took a step closer to him. The rain hitting my face, slowly vanishes as I share the same umbrella with him. He had a gun and I knew it.
Taeyong is a guy who does foolish things, but he himself wasn't a fool nor an easy target. Although, I myself isn't a person to choose as a target either. For all the other associations and company that I have took down and overcome, I admit, the guy in front of me is not easy to deal with.
"Lee Taeyong... Long time no see...", I said coldly.
He laughs.
"My bad. Was I suppose to greet you the same way?.. Mr. Yoon?", Taeyong responds back to me, sounding mockingly as ever.
I chuckled, grabbing his hidden gun in his pocket along with a pocket knife. Switching the knife open, I spun it around my fingers for a while. My grin grew wider as I felt Taeyong's eyes on me instead of my entertainment.
"Jeonghan, you still can't play a knife without looking at it? What a shame..."
I stared up at him as my fingers still fidgets playfully.
"That was before. I admit, you handle knives better than me, but thanks to you, I get to level up something."
"Tsk. So what now? That makes me your teacher? You owe me a thank you? 'Cuz that'll be a miracle to make you do so."
"Nope. I'm done playing around Taeyong. I came here for one reason and I need it now."
I watch Taeyong turn around and leaned down beside Y/N. Him looking at her, just made me feel so piss. Suddenly, his hands slowly shifts closer to Y/N, causing me to grit on my teeth tighter; but before he could even touch her, my leg swings forward to his direction. As expected, he dodges backwards almost tripping.
My whole group suddenly stands in their stance, ready to fight, until a group of people in black appeared surrounding Taeyong. However, before they could fight, I raised my hands to signal them to stop. Surprisingly, Taeyong did as well.
"Hmm.. Prepared as always eh?", I huffed.
"Don't think you're the only one with a coin inside your pocket. This is a fight between me and you, Jeonghan. You want your girl... Come get it from me..", he says as he mockingly signals me to come closer to him.
A/N POV
Jeonghan and Taeyong felt the whole group back away, surrounding them in a circle. Both groups stood alert and cautious of their surroundings, not knowing if it was a trap or not; but they trusted their leader. It was impossible for them to make a move. Not when it's a fight between them.
Jeonghan and Taeyong thought the same. Jeonghan knew how foolish Taeyong can get, but he also knew Taeyong can't take a step of setting a trap, not even activating one. Maybe for other dealers or targets, but not with Jeonghan.
Taeyong, on the other hand, always turns serious when it comes to Jeonghan. He might not know it himself, but Jeonghan was the greatest challenge he wanted to face ever since. The hatred towards him was strong. It was unbreakable, to be exact.
Jeonghan takes a step to the side as Taeyong follows, still trying to keep Y/N out of reach. Testing couldn't move any farther right now. Although, Jeonghan can't make a big step right now too. The fact that Taeyong could do something to Y/N was what Jeonghan worries about. He couldn't let her get hurt.
"I wonder... How did you manage to make the neighborhood sleep so deeply tonight?", Jeonghan mentioned.
"Brain... I just used my intelligent brain--"
*splash!!*
Jeonghan charges his stance towards Taeyong, taking him by surprise. In no time, both men finally found themselves shifting quickly in their pace as lots of dodges and attacks were made during their fight.
The two remained fighting for a while as the others watches them carefully. Until, Jeonghan grasped onto Taeyong's wrist, facing him before landing a hard punch on his face.
Taeyong tumbles back as his mates catch his body before it even fell onto the ground. He held his chin and slightly groaned in pain, spitting out blood. Taeyong chuckles and shrugged his mate's off him.
He watches as Jeonghan immediately rushes towards Y/N with worry all over his face. Taeyong takes a step, but instead, was halted as Jeonghan's group surrounds the pair to block Taeyong off.
"Jeonghan... You seriously are...", Taeyong paused and glared at Jeonghan.
Finally, Taeyong signals his group to retreat back. Each of them hopped in their vehicle while Taeyong took off on his own. The others followed behind, leaving the scene on the group, Jeonghan and Y/N.
Jeonghan POV
I carefully held Y/N around my arms and caressed her face. The sight of blood slashed short on her neck angered me, but at the same time, I felt guilt. The guilt of not being able to protect her. To keep her safe at all times.
We all stood wet under the heavy rain, but suddenly disappears as I felt someone stood beside us with an umbrella. I took a deep breath and pulled Y/N closer to me, hoping she could feel warmth.
"Jeonghan, the car is ready. The doctor is also waiting for your arrival at the penthouse. If you go now, her fever cannot get worse than it will already be.", I heard Vernon saying.
In no time, I find myself sitting on the driver's seat while Y/N sat beside me. Her jacket was off, revealing her bare arms and her perfect body figure that her tight spaghetti shirt traced.
I looked outside the window and caught a glimpse of Joshua having a stupid reassuring smile on his face.
"Don't worry. We'll get going on our own. If you have time, give us a call and we'll meet you at the Ring." , He said.
I send him a short nod and lift the window before driving off.
A/N POV
"Yo Dino, looks like the group's baby has been already replaced.", Mingyu teased, sending everyone to laugh off into the cold, night, rain.
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DEAL | Yoon Jeonghan • Seventeen
FanfictionHacking • ✓ Fighting • ✓ Looks • ✓ Trackings • ✓ Person With Talents • ✓ Intelligence • ✓ Love • ??? Mission: Track person with the CODE. Return and Open Company Warning: Hard Task • Busy, Wise, Fighter type of person • Locations Are Hard To Find