100 | jaeyong [1]

twelve (m)

Jaehyun mutters apologies over and over as he does his best to finish the task quickly and accurately. After what feels like at least an hour, the wound is all stitched up and Jaehyun is finished.

Taeyong examines the younger's handiwork and finds himself smiling softly as he turns to make eye contact with the brown haired male.

"Thank—" He gets interrupted as the sound of hurried footsteps coming towards the room can be heard.

Panicked gazes are shared throughout the room except for Jungwoo who stares at the floor, stepping aside from the doorway.

Men who are dressed in dark grey clothing rush into the room. Two use the handles of their guns to render Yuta and Sicheng into unconscious heaps on the floor.

Lucas goes to draw his own weapon but is stopped as his temple is brutally hit with a baseball bat. Taeyong barely has time to step in front of the younger as a bigger male covers his head with a black bag, doing the same to Jaehyun.

They both try to fight back but it's no use as they are also impacted against their heads, causing them to slip out of consciousness.

— — — —

"Lee Taeyong is the one who we need to be the most wary of" A foreign voice explains lowly. "He is the better trained out of them all and on top of that he is clever."

"What are we going to do with them?" Jungwoo queries.

Jaehyun's head instantly throbs as he starts to regain consciousness. He doesn't open his eyes as he attempts to eavesdrop on the conversation happening before him.

"I'm not sure yet. We will have to wait until they wake up so we can have a little chat" The first voice remarks.

That's when Jaehyun hears Taeyong coughing. His eyes instantly snap open and he cringes as they adjust to the sunlight. He has been restrained to a chair with Taeyong on his right, the others in a line beside Taeyong.

Jungwoo gazes at them, the smallest look of pity in his gaze.

A taller man stands by his side, wearing dark pants with a dark shirt and a knee length, grey coat to keep him warm. He has a bandanna which is tied around his neck. Dark roots stain his dyed blonde hair as he stares down at the intruders.

"They're waking up" He clasps his hands together as he approaches Taeyong, crouching before him. "You're the only one I care for."

As Jaehyun goes to say something, he finds himself taken aback as no sound comes out. He tries again to speak but not even a whisper emits from his mouth.

"Don't worry" Jungwoo flickers his gaze up to meet with the brown haired male's. "It'll wear off soon."

What will wear off?

The brown haired male can't help but wonder. Did they drug them all after they were knocked out? Even if they did, the medical student can't think of any kind of drug which would have that effect.

"What do you want?" Taeyong speaks, his voice hoarse.

Jaehyun turns to look at him in shock as he hears the older speaking freely. How is it he can speak?

"I think a better question is what do you want?" The blond male questions darkly.

Taeyong meets Jaehyun's gaze for a moment before turning back to the man before him.

"We seek refuge for a few nights" He sounds calm, even though the man in front of him is way too close, having placed a hand on his knee.

It makes Jaehyun feel sick to the stomach as he notices the way which this older male is looking at the silver haired male.