trapped [EXO]

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Somewhere else across the city in a hidden warehouse that was a base, a gunshot could be heard ringing through the premisies. A loud thud hit the stone floor, it was the body of a lowlife gang member working for Super Junior. Leeteuk had killed him after recieving intel, he was furious to find out that Key's daughter was still alive and she wanted blood. He knew of Jongdae's whereabouts and his identity but never intended to go after him. "Are you ok Leeteuk?" A feminine voice appeared behind him, "No. Our past is catching up to us", he growled as he spat on the body of the gang member.

"What past?" Nayeon asked as she approached with open arms. "Your fuckin' daughter." He faced her with anger lit in his pupils. "She died out on the streets, didn't she?" Nayeon innocently stated as she tried distracting him. "No. She survived, and she wants my head according to Seungri" leeteuk lit a cigarette. "You don't know who she is??" Nayeon stopped and stood back up, her face was twisted with horror and panic all over. Reaching for her radio attached to her jacket, she called Yeri. "On duty go to every hospital and try to find records on my family" nayeon ordered. "Any idea who she might be?", Leeteuk asked looking slightly distressed. "Not really. She could be anyone" Nayeon shrugged, "At least you left those scars on her,that way we'll have some way of identifying her." She smirked earning a proud grin off his face.

A week and 3 days had passed and KH had been recovering at a rapid speed. Jongin spent more time around their new apartment to help with her recovery in preparation for exo's task. She was now back to her old state, although her wounds had not fully healed yet, she could tolerate a bit of pain if she had to. "Jongin!! Who's at the door??" She yelled from upstairs as footsteps stomped from downstairs. "Where is he when you need him?" Kh silently muttered to herself as she turned the silver lock, swinging the door open to find Chanyeol and Baekhyun holding duffel bags and both of them checking out the exterior of the house.

"Hey Yeol, Baek. What brings you by?" Kh motioned for them to come in. "Sorry to burst in like this but a last minute mission came up and jongin needs to join us, where is he?" Chanyeol awkwardly laughed. "Look yeol! They have a larger tv screen than we do!!" Baekhyun wandered out from the living room with his mouth hung wide open.
Heavy foosteps start running down the stairs behind them, Jongin emerged with a third duffel bag. "Hey, I should of told you when Junmyeon first called last night asking me to join these guys on a mission" Jongin reached out to hold her cheek. Instead she leaned forward and wrapped her petite arms around him, snuggling into his chest.

"Just come back to me in one piece" she mumered. "I feel like i'm in a drama" baekhyun swooned as he excitedly jumped up and down. "Stop staring at us" jongin spoke in a threatening husky voice and baekhyun immediately turned around to look away. Chanyeol laughed, which made the others laugh. "Are they still hugging?? Kiss already!" Baekhyun nudged chanyeol's elbow as he yelled to KH and Jongin.
Chanyeol eventually dragged Baekhyun outside and yelled behind him, "We'll be back after the mission to play games on your tv screen!!". Jongin shook his head as he stood in the doorway, "You'll be ok by yourself right?" He asked. "I'll be fine" she smiled. "You might see Hanbin again, i asked him to come and help you spar" Jongin clicked his fingers as he realised. "You can't let me off for just one day??" She whined. He quickly pecked her on the cheek and started running away to catch up to his friends. She sighed as she waved the boys off, after she locked the door and walked to the stairs. She made her way to the room which they remodeled into a gymn, where the two of them could practice.

The complex building that their apartment was apart of was victorian, redbrick topped with copper domes and spires that had long ago turned green. There must have been at least a hundred windows on five floors facing the drive. It was a house that just didn't know where to stop. She was enjoying the alone time until a window could be heard smashing in the near distance, "For fucks sake!" She frustratedly yelled as she slammed her whisky glass onto the coffee table as she stood up to ho see whay the racket was. Standing on the doorway she could see a rock that was thrown through the stained glass window, turning back to face the front door she was met with the shape of a gun. "You."