Gunpoint Brave // Markhyuck

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"Funny thing is," Chan sat down. "They both ran away to avoid the marriage but ended up falling hard when they met on the streets. Jisung is just like Minho's baby."

"Dumb."

"T-thanks, hyung," Felix weakly grinned. "I was just p-practicing d-dodging..."

"Tch, lame," Changbin rolled his eyes as he checked Felix over and over again.

"You kn-now... you-your mouth is indifferent but you look like a worried boyfriend," Felix joked through his pain.

"Shut up," Changbin shot as Felix smiled at him.

"Deep breaths. Deep breaths," Seungmin was now back to calming Hyunjin down.

"Haechan," Woojin got Donghyuck's attention. "Come. Let's take care of this boy."

Donghyuck didn't spare a second to move Jaemin into some blankets and helped Woojin check for wounds. He brushed the caramel hairs out of Jaemin's face while the older grabbed some medicine.

While they tended to Jaemin, a blank faced Minho walked back through the door. His guns properly in their holsters.

"Calmed down a bit?" Woojin asked.

"He ran out of bullets," Changbin said as Minho went to sit silently next to Jisung.

"We're lucky no one is here to complain about bullet holes," Seungmin said.

"He's probably just as angry but controlled now," Woojin said as he tucked Jaemin in. "He always practices when he's frustrated."

"But..." Seungmin said. "What happened?"

Everyone looked to Felix, save for Changbin who wasn't looking at anything in particular. The freckled Aussie looked like a wreck. Tired, cold, and bandaged. To add, the look on his face showed any words he were about to say would come from trauma.

"Maybe we should wait..." Donghyuck quietly said out of thoughtfulness for the injured boy.

"Come here~" Seungmin pulled Felix in for a hug.

Woojin, the mama bear, joined them along with a (you guess it, still emotional) sobbing Hyunjin. Meanwhile, Chan went to comfort his baby Jeongin. Minho continued to sit next to Jisung. Changbin, silently, left without a word. No one knows where to.

(A/n: OMG why did I make Hyunjin so emotional, I--- )

It was then Donghyuck really felt like he didn't belong where he was. It felt like he was intruding on a group with strong bonds. A friendship. A family. There was really nothing he could think of that would help them.

Heck, he didn't even know why he was there. --Oh right. Mingyu and S.Coups. On that note--

*cough cough*

Donghyuck's eyes widened as he saw Jaemin rise from the corner of his eye. He almost tripped running over to the younger's side, sliding to see him. No one raised an eyebrow at that, seeing that they had their own problems.

"Hey... hey..." Donghyuck slowly helped Jaemin sit up.

Jaemin let out the world's scratchiest cough. It sounded so painful, Donghyuck could almost feel it with him. In a matter of seconds, the younger tensed up and swung his arms right into a defensive position, missing Donghyuck's face by a hair.

"Yah--" Donghyuck clobbered him in the head with two knuckles. "It's me, you dumbass!"

Okay. Yes, he just hit a sick person. In his defense, Jaemin had a spar with some military agents during a training session and won ten rounds with the stomach flu.