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It had been four days since Seungcheol’s kidnapping. Everything seemed normal, and he was wondering if it was possible he dreamed the whole thing up. Maybe he ate something bad. Right now, he was taking a morning jog. Yes, incredible, he was up before ten. The reason being waking up in a cold sweat and not being able to go back to sleep. He figured going for a run might help.
But right now, Seungcheol couldn’t help but be suspicious. He swore he’d seen the same black car four times now. This time, though, it wasn’t parked. It rolled slowly along, seemingly following after him. He ran faster, and turned a corner into an alley. Someone was standing there already, though. He whipped his head around and tried to run in the opposite direction. Someone got out of the black car, and headed towards him. ‘I should have stayed inside today’.
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“We have him”, a voice on the other line of Jeonghan’s phone stated. “Who?”, Jeonghan asked, confused. Everyone was here, he could see them all (goofing off) from his cameras. “The new one in your group”, the voice stated. Jeonghan was still confused. He paused for a while before a thought occurred, ‘Oh, does he mean that guy who happened to pass by?’, Jeonghan wondered. He was on the phone with the leader of Big Bang. They were allies until recently, when GD tried to kill him. Now, Jeonghan still had no clue was happened, except they kidnapped some poor innocent guy. Jeonghan was trying his best to turn over a new leaf. He hadn’t killed any innocent people in, what, a week? It sounds terrible, but there are lots of turf wars and conflict in general going on. This meant many normal people were going to be stuck in the middle of gang fights. It sucked, but that was life. Jeonghan was trying his best and now his good decisions were kicking his ass. Great. “... hello?”, the voice asked, and Jeonghan pulled himself out of his thoughts. “What do you want?” He asked, needing to decide if it was worth what he was asking.
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On the other hand, Seungcheol was having a grand old time. The people who were supposed to be guarding him were deep in some intense conversation. If the situation wasn’t awkward enough during their conversation, they began passionately making out. ‘God, do they even remember that I’m here? Who hired these idiots’? He rolled his eyes and looked down at the zip ties around his hands and feet. Seungcheol was sure that he could probably sneak out, with the “guards” being as distracted as they were.
He scanned the room, the only interesting things he could see were a handgun, which was on the table the guards were now on, and a pocket knife on a table behind him. Convenient. Almost too convenient, like the author didn’t want to word vomit out a complicated escape scene.
He automatically ruled out using the gun, because 1, he didn’t like unnecessary violence, and 2, because he didn’t want to interrupt whatever the fuck those two were doing. He slowly scooted over towards the table, then realized a fault in his plan. How the fuck was he going to grab this? He recalled a scene from a rap video that showed a guy kicking a knife off of a table and grabbing it with his teeth. However, with the luck he’s had recently, he’d most likely accidentally stab himself. So instead, he scooted closer and carefully grabbed the knife. He dropped it into his hands and pulled it open with his teeth. After about a minute he finally got free of his restraints and began crawling as sneakily as he could towards the exit.
Unfortunately, one of the guys who was supposed to be guarding him noticed him crawling out. They held eye contact awkwardly for a few seconds, before the man’s hand reached for the gun. That was Seungcheol’s cue. He bolted as fast as he possibly could, running far away from the yells of the guards. He only slowed down a little when he found the exit.
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While Wonwoo traced the location of the call in the back of the car, Jihoon grumbled to himself in the front. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wanted to see Hot Guy again, but he pushed the thought away, because he was a professional. Not some lovesick teenager who wanted to get hugged by a handsome stranger with nice lips and firm arms and... Shit. He sunk back into his seat and scowled. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a smug looking Soonyoung.
“Oh shut up Soonyoung”, Jihoon grumbled. His best friend had heard all about said handsome stranger. Of course, Jihoon had said this not expecting to ever see him again. Oh how fate loves him..
They arrived at the place that the phone was tracked to. An abandoned warehouse, such a stereotypical gang place. There was a fence around the whole warehouse, with a parking lot in-between the fence and building. Jihoon exited the car, and began climbing the fence when the building’s door flew open. He saw a guy, jogging out and could hear distant yelling. After a few seconds he could clearly see the man was Hot Guy. He made it up to the fence and the two men stared at each other for a second before Jihoon wordlessly helped him climb over the fence and make it back to their getaway car. In the distance, he could hear people yelling loudly. However, now that Hot Guy was in his car, he had bigger problems. Jihoon braced himself.
“So this is the famed handsome stranger?”