To Catch A Hacker || YunSang ||

To Catch a Hacker

Yeosang was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize Yunho had parked the car. He jumped at the sound of a door slamming shut and waited in the forced darkness. His heart was racing as the seconds passed. Next, the door behind him was opened and Yunho’s hands were pulling Yeosang from the car. The hacker huffed, feeling a little dizzy but didn’t have time to gather his bearings before he was suddenly lifted up and off his feet. He let out a surprised grunt against the gag in his mouth and kicked his feet out of instinct, searching for the ground that suddenly left him. His body was placed over the Anti-Hero’s shoulder and Yeosang found himself squirming upside down.

“Careful, don’t want you to fall.” Yunho settled his hand firmly over Yeosang’s lower back, his other gripping his thigh just under his ass.

Yeosang groaned in response. The firm hold was doing things to him that he didn’t even know what to put a name to. He huffed with each step Yunho took up a flight of stairs, suddenly terrified he would go tumbling down them if Yunho were to drop him. Yunho pushed open a door with his hip then whistled as he walked down a short hallway. Beeping sounds reached Yeosang’s ears and he realized they had finally reached Yunho’s apartment.

“Hey Yu— What the fuck have you done?” A gruff, slightly perturbed voice, startled Yeosang the moment Yunho walked inside. He kicked a bit only to have another warning squeeze of his upper thigh.

Yeosang was starting to understand just how sensitive his body was like this. Deprived of his sight and use of his hands, he was at the mercy of the men in the room. Predominantly, Jeong Yunho. Yet another reason his jeans were suddenly too tight. Yunho seemed to feel it too by the way he squeezed Yeosang’s thigh.

“Relax Mingi. Just having a little fun, right doll?” Yunho pat Yeosang’s lower back with one hand and laughed when the smaller man wriggled in his hold.

“You’ve finally gone insane.” The man Yunho had called ‘Mingi’ replied. “You said you were going out to catch your hacker.”

“I did.” Yunho deadpanned. He then fished his car keys out of his pocket and dropped them on the table. “And now I’m going to get my reward for catching him. So if you don’t want to hear it… make yourself scarce.”

“Fucking lunatic.” Mingi grumbled under his breath. He was used to Yunho having random one-night stands, but this was a whole new insanity. “You’re lucky I was heading out anyway.” He snatched up the keys and left the apartment with a resounding ‘thud’ of the door.

“Ah… alone again.” Yunho reached up and squeezed Yeosang’s thigh again before his hand started to wander upward.

Yeosang squirmed at his touch and his breath hitched when a large hand cupped one of his ass cheeks and gave it a squeeze. Yunho groaned, enjoying what he’d discovered. He carried Yeosang down the hallway and kicked open his bedroom door. “Down you go.” He dropped Yeosang onto the bed.

Yeosang cried out, despite his gag, and felt his body freefall then bounce on the soft mattress. His hands were trapped beneath him as he struggled to right himself and figure a way out of this mess he’d gotten himself into. He was in Yunho’s apartment. Alone with a stranger who’s plans he’d foiled by pure accident. He probably should have told him ‘no’ when he had the chance.

What confused him even more was the fact that Yunho seemed to have disappeared. He’d half expected to feel the man’s hands on his body the moment he was on the bed, but nothing was happening. Yeosang stopped moving, laying there on his back panting from his exertion. He swallowed hard and nearly choked on the gag as it touched the back of his throat. He started to cough and Yunho pulled the cloth away from him, freeing his mouth finally.