Gunpoint Brave // Markhyuck

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Donghyuck only nodded, keeping his worries suppressed for now. He needed to see if he could save Jaemin. (Well, it was also partly because he didn't really want a knife to his back 24/7.)

"Let's speed up. They might just kill the kid if they get impatient," Seungmin said.

Donghyuck gulped nervously, not wanting it to be Jaemin, "Y-yeah..."

Dang it.
I would put this kid into a choke hold, but he says something sharp before I can...

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When Donghyuck had asked what time it was, he was shocked to be told it was around 7 or 8 AM by Minho.

Dang, I must've really blacked out.
To admit, whatever that sickness was, it was nasty.

Donghyuck sniffled along as they were now approaching warehouse F6. Along the way, the trio taught him some Braille. He had learned decently and had also made a mental note to study it more when he was free. --As he was fairly busy now.

He was a bit panicked for a few reasons. One, they were approaching a group of men, and they did NOT look nice. Two, he really didn't want to say he recognized the caramel-haired head in their arms. Three, if it was past morning, then Jerk-face Mark Sir was probably wondering where the hell he was all night. Like, Donghyuck bet the jerk kept the exact time of how long he was gone and all. --In other words, yeah, he was kinda fucked. But now that we've established that, let's see if it's going to escalate.

(Oh, he forgot that he left Renjun, Jeno, and Chensung waiting too, but he didn't have the time to really sort that out. If you're wondering, he did still smell a little like Chenle's drink, but that's assuming his sick nose is doing it's job.)

"You kids the group in this junkyard?" One of the masked men said.

"What's it to you?" Minho said, surprising Donghyuck with his darker voice tone and a sharp look.

"Boss said to give you this twerp," he motioned his head at two others, throwing a familiar caramel head into the muddy ground.

Donghyuck wanted to scream and beat them. He was itching to shout and strangle them one by one as his best friend, passed out, was before him. He couldn't risk it though. The boys he were with, no matter how warm, were only being manipulated by Jeongin based on lies. Donghyuck still questioned if he could trust Jeongin at all.

What is his motive..?
And how could they do this to Jaemin?!
He said 'Boss'. Where is their boss?!
I should see how nicely my fist fits into his cheekbones.

Donghyuck managed to pull a neutral expression through his sea of emotions as Seungmin and Jeongin went to carry Jaemin. Donghyuck immediately went to help.

"This it? In that case, we'll be going now."

Minho was the last to turn away from them, still giving them a glare as he spoke. They were about 10 feet away before a voice stopped them.

"Wait."

Donghyuck stopped. Jeongin and the rest did the same. Minho turned around.

"Got a problem?" Minho's sharp glare cut a line in the air.

"I bet that's your twerp," a different man sneered.

As far as Donghyuck could see, this man's attitude was as rotten as the ugly ass scar across his face. Even with the black masks covering the lower area of their faces, the messy post-gash marks were littered all over the place.