Gunpoint Brave // Markhyuck

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"Yah, do you know anyone named Lucas?" Donghyuck asked quietly.

"Oh, that hyper guy?" Jaemin brought a hand to his chin in thought. "He's got nice biceps and a smile, but, not my type."

"This isn't about your gaydar, idiot!" Donghyuck smacked the back of his head.

"Then what? Are you finally getting your gay on?" Jaemin grinned.

Donghyuck rolled his eyes, "I will skewer your balls with a metal post."

"Okay okay," Jaemin surrendered. "So what about him?"

"He seems close to the CEO. He actually grabbed something straight from his desk the other day," Donghyuck remembered.

"So?"

"You're the pro at this, you tell me what to think," Donghyuck couldn't believe Jaemin was saying that.

"Well, being that I'm not the secretary, I can't say much," Jaemin shrugged. "In all honesty, I think you would have better assumptions since you're the one monitoring what's going on. I can only guess."

"Well, I think it's weird," Donghyuck voiced. "At first, he was super natural about it. However, I think it may be an uncommon move since that jerk-face is really particular about his stuff."

"Is that your nickname for him forever?" Jaemin raised a brow.

"It's his scientific name," Donghyuck sarcastically said.

"So you think Lucas may have taken something important?" Jaemin said.

"Probably."

"Are you going to go into it?"

"I don't know. Maybe when I get the chance later. Besides, it's not like that jerk-faced rock is doing anything interesting."

"You're fuming. You sure you don't have a thing for him? It looks like you've got the hots for that guy."

"Hmmm... I'm sure I mentioned skwering your balls earlier..." Donghyuck glared.

"Okay okay!" Jaemin gave in.

"Watch it, pretty boy," Donghyuck pulled him into a loose choke hold.

"Ouh, kinky are we?" Jaemin laughed.

Donghyuck strangled him more.

"AGh-- HYUCK HYUCK I GIVE IN!"

The cafe-haired boy kept a straight face as his hoe of a best friend tapped his arm for a break.

"Air--- airr...!" Jaemin gasped. 

"Kinky, ain't it?" Donghyuck knuckled him in the head.

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It was around 2 PM when the taxi cab arrived at a certain warehouse yard next to a pretty decently sized river. Jaemin lost rock-paper-scissors, so he swiped the card to pay and then they were again on their way.

It was cold.

Freezing drops of water rained from the sky, soaking their clothes. Donghyuck cursed the weather in annoyance while Jaemin happily did a cringey cover of Taemin's 'Press Your Number', rolling around on the wet pavement. At this point, the older boy was fed up with his bestie but dismissed it because he figured he should be immune to it by now.

"God, stop that and help me locate the hyungs!" Donghyuck yelled as he walked through the gates of the place.

Jaemin pouted, putting down his wiggling arms and following along. The two boys had no idea where they were or what the warehouse yard was like. The only thing solidly verified was that there was a brick building somewhere on the premise. The yard was very monotonous. Lines and lines of ware houses stood next to each other with the same metallic gray walls and white doors. As far as the two could see from their position, there wasn't a brick building in sight.