I'm In Trouble

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Minhyun zipped up his jacket and pulled the gloves on. Baekho sighed as he stared at the pop star dressed like some thief in his home.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Baekho just had to ask again.

"You said not to go alone and to do it as fast as we could so tonight would be better than any other nights," Minhyun replied calmly even though he was starting to get nervous.

"Okay. I have some things to give you then."

"Ooh. Like a gift?" Minhyun chuckled and Baekho shook his head.

"Don't be silly. This here is-"

"A cigarette pack?" Minhyun asked in confusion as Baekho stuffed it into his pants pocket.

"It's disguised as one but its obviously not a cigarette pack."

"Oh."

"I put in an audio recorder just in case anything happens to you."

"Aww~ You're worried about me? It's almost like we are real detectives now" Minhyun asked cheekily and Baekho patted his cheeks.

"You already know the answer, idiot and no, we aren't. If we get caught, it'll be trouble all over." Baekho didn't like the idea of having Minhyun sneak inside but he wasn't going to be able to stop him either and not to mention, he had hit a dead end again with his investigation. It was all on Minhyun right now and if he could get any information that could potentially give him the full picture on what was going on here. He wished he could trade places with the other but Minhyun was adamant on letting him do it so why argue anymore. "And this is for you to transfer all the files into. There should be plenty of space so just plug it in, copy it and plug it out. I'll be waiting by this window for you."

Minhyun looked up and double checked their position before nodding. "Wish me luck."

Baekho sighed and held Minhyun's sleeve. "Sure I can't talk you out of this? I know what I'll be searching for and-"

"Yes. It'll be fine, Baekho."

"Okay. Thank you for doing this for me."

Minhyun smiled and patted Baekho's hand. "Also, we need to get this done quick. I promised to meet up with someone tonight."

"Who?" Baekho was surprised since he didn't think Minhyun was going to spend time elsewhere tonight.

"Jonghyun."

"Oh. Okay."

Minhyun pressed a kiss on Baekho's lips and smiled. "Just a little good luck charm of my own."

Baekho frowned and pulled Minhyun in for a deeper kiss. "Please be careful. We don't know what will happen in there."

"I will."

Baekho let go of Minhyun who breathed in and used the keys to unlock the side door where no guards were standing. He shut the door behind him and started to creep around the building. The elevators were working but Minhyun wasn't too sure about using them right now. He took the stairs and rushed up as many floors as he could. He knew the main office was on the 7th floor so it didn't take up too much energy thankfully. He peered around to be sure there were no guards around before sneaking towards the boss office. He kept an eye out for the surveillance cameras too but was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to avoid all of them. After making sure which window Baekho was keeping wait at, he unlocked the boss' office door after lucking out on his 4th try. Minhyun clicked on the desktop absent mindedly and it flickered on. It confused him for a moment since he wasn't sure why everything was going so smoothing. It just felt weird and made him nervous but he could only thank his stars as he stuck the hard disk inside to copy as many files as he could into it.

2% copied.

Minhyun tapped nervously on the table and looked up when he heard a door shut somewhere. He moved over to the door and peeked out, hearing footsteps. Crap. There were still people around? He shifted back to the desktop and chewed on his nail nervously.

10% copied.

Now he knew why movies made these scenes so intense. It was because you never know what was really going to happen even if you prepared for it. He knew it was going to take long since the number of random files he picked weren't small. He opened a random folder that was labelled CCTV and skimmed through it, taking notice that they all look like some kind of footage. He clicked into one and turned the volume down as he watched the footages one after another. His blood ran cold and he clenched his fist.

What the actual fuck.

Even without the noise, Minhyun flinched every time he watched in dread as a car slammed into someone or something close by. Or someone getting mugged. He couldn't make sense of the videos but he sure hoped it made sense to Baekho.

40% copied.

He stopped at one particular video and squinted. He recognised the car but from where. He jolted when he heard a door slam again. He shifted to the front and peeked out again. This time, he saw actual humans walking towards the elevator which was visible from the office door. He didn't recognise a single one of them. He gasped and slowly closed the door as softly as he could. He made sure to lock it too. Today was a bad choice to come here. No wonder he felt so lucky with everything else. It was because people were still around.

50% copied.

Maybe he should call Baekho and tell him what was going on but he didn't want to worry the other and make him charge inside too. If they were going to get caught, one was better than two.

60%

Footsteps started approaching his direction. Minhyun swore he wasn't even breathing anymore. He clicked the monitor off before he slid under the table and held his breath as he heard the door open.

"-been dealt with?"

"Yes, sir. I just got a call from the hospital. He is still unconscious."

"Good. Good."

"But sir, are you sure this is a wise decision? He is your son after all."

Minhyun's eyes widened. Son? "It'll be an excuse to me to make him stay home meanwhile. I can't have my own son snooping on me and causing a scene. We have done too much to be caught right now."

"Understood, sir. And the tattoo artist?"

"Leave him be. He can't do anything to us. Go home and rest. I should leave too. My wife has been on my case for awhile now for always being home late."