One Call Away | soongyu

Chapter 4

"Okay, let me get this straight. You know I'm innocent. But you have no evidence?" Soon raised a brow, full of doubt. 

"Yes, yes. I have my reasons." The younger assured for the hundredth time. He was 100% certain this young detective wasn't the culprit. He just needed his friend to meet the detective before he could be certain.

"What exactly are these reasons?" Soon questioned. He was a detective after all, responses that were vague were basically calling him to find out more.

"No point hiding if I need your help I guess. Look, I know you aren't the culprit, I might know who is. I can't reveal it now, but I need your help. My friend is in a gang and I want to get him out. I just don't know how." Gyu sighed, he knew it wasn't the best idea revealing to a detective, or ex-detective that his friend is literally in a gang. But he needed to. The male was desperate enough knowing his friend was hiding this from him. The detective gave a look full of scepticism, as if expecting an elaboration, which the Gyu eventually gave in to.

"He doesn't know that I know. It's just, he's been obvious with it and I really need him out of there. I don't want him to get hurt." Gyu made his plea, with a puppy look and eyes that literally shone. He wants to get his friend out at whatever costs possible. 

The older gave a knowing look, holding his breath in and hesitating a moment before he finally let out his breath and give a small nod of approval which Gyu hopped in the air for, letting out a scream before aiming right for the detective to give him a hug.

"Don't be too happy yet, this is on the condition you help clear my name" Soon put out a hand blocking the hug, making the younger give a small pout before nodding his head up and down rapidly. The older once again caved, putting his hand down and yielding to the violent hug the tiny giant proceeded to provide. 

"You're no human. You're a freaking puppy." The older mumbled, thinking the younger didn't hear, but instead he responded with, "Says the food-devouring hamster."

"Oh try living out in the streets and hiding from the cops will you?" He argued back. Before they knew it, they fell into a childish bicker.

***

"My Cerberus, I have a job for you, kidnap this man." the mysterious deep voice announced in a low tone, swiping a photo across the table. "Bring him back here, not dead, but barely alive." His head turned toward his 'pet', a sharp gaze pierced through. 

"B-but...my friend said, n-no. F-friend said, I-I'm not a pet." The 'pet' Seungkwan uttered, recalling his hying's words, he didn't know the consequences of rejecting him,  but he felt the need to reiterate what his friend told him to the big boss.

"That idiot? You're going to listen to him? No you don't my pet. You listen to me." The voice slammed the table, growling. "Me, only me, you get it?" He pointed his index finger at himself, extremely heated. Seungkwan only whimpered at the noise, nodding his head only slightly, startled by the sudden outburst. 

"You're going to take the job, and make sure that little good hearted friend of yours doesn't find out. Or else, you're going to end up like your target, barely alive, begging for death." He threatened, Seungkwan violently nodded his head, in fear of the boss, and hurried out of the base.

"Find guy, kidnap. Find guy, kidnap. Find guy, kidnap" He repeated to himself, mumbling as he stared at the picture while brisk walking, twisting and turning around the buildings that surrounded him, until he turned into an area with lesser crowd. With his eyes flashing up and down, Seungkwan realised his current location matched the one on the 'timetable' the man had a extremely strict routine he forced himself into, and he'd be at the exact time and places his routine would state. 

"Target, coming in carpark. Should go there." He scanned the schedule that stated his target would be leaving for the massage parlour, looking around, he made his way into the carpark and searched for the car that the target drove. Skilfully, he pulled out a pin that was sitting in his pocket and fiddled with the car lock, easily unlocking the car and getting in the back.

"I don't want you being a brainless pet just carrying out his orders." His friend's familiar voice rung in his head just as he closed the door. 

"Young said no..." he mumbled as he looked as the information paper in his hand with the photo of the target, the angel and devil inside him fighting furiously. Yet none of them won, fear did. Shaking off his friends words and recalling the boss' threat of what would become of him if he were to fail, he quickly hid inside the car and waited until the target would arrive.

***

"He's innocent. Soon wouldn't pull stuff like this." The Head Detective Seungcheol tapped his pen on the table rapidly, his mind working at maximum speed thinking about how he should go about this. The male was with both boys that night, but he can't testify anything since he was dead drunk that night, and Min was the one who carried him back. Scratching his hair in frustration, he let out a loud yell.

"How am I supposed to do this?!" He slammed the table loudly, along with the rage that was surfacing in his head, so did an idea. "The CCTV recording, right!"  A gleam of light shone on his face, almost literally as he rushed himself to sit back down and playback on the CCTV recording. There must be something that differentiated this 'lookalike' from the real Soon he knew**

***

Seungkwan sat at the chair quietly, fiddling his hands while staring at the man in front of him, unconscious, and subtly swinging in the air with his arms hanging above his head. He was unsure if he should torture the guy while he's awake or not. He was just told to keep him barely alive.

Looking at the subtle movements the male was making, signalling that he was about to come to,  Seungkwan shuffled his feet, forcing himself up and making rounds around the target, his mind debating about how he should do this.

"Conscious..or..unconcious." He held out his both hands, staring at them as if they were going to give him an answer. His thoughts soon cut-off by a loud grunt, rushing Seungkwan to put his mask on to hide his identity and face the target.

"What the fu- Who are you? Let me go!" The target demanded, shaking his whole body, only to cause the chains to pull against his wrists even more, resulting in him letting out a loud groan.

Seungkwan kept silent, only shaking his head in exchange. Just as the target seemed to be opening his mouth to make his second attempt at negotiating, Seungkwan's phone rang. 

"Hyung?"

"Kwan? Where are you?"

"I- Uh, nowhere"

"Don't lie to me Kwan. You took that sick man's orders again?"

"H-He scared me."

A sigh could be heard through the phone, "Alright, text me your location, I'll be there to help you again. Whatever that man told you to do, just hurry and carry it out, I meet you there."

"O-okay hyung." The younger nodded his head in reflex, ending the call shortly after.

"Someone threatened you to do this huh? How much did he pay? I'll pay more." The target's voice resurfaced from behind Seungkwan, causing him to flinch a little.

"N-no. I-I'm sorry." Seungkwan apologised, before pulling the bat that was sitting beside his metal chair, and swinging it directly at the man, seemingly, his final decision was to carry his orders out while the man was conscious. As he got more and more into it, the demon inside him awoke, ignoring the calls of the man who was choking with each hit to his stomach, Seungkwan soon indulged himself in his actions, finally pausing after his face was covered in the man's blood that came from his mouth.

"P-please, w-whatever you..you need." The man made another desperate attempt, seeing as Seungkwan had stopped, but all was in vain, as Seungkwan raised the bat again, smiling maliciously as he aimed for the head. 

"KWAN STOP!" A familiar voice to Seungkwan arose from behind him, halting him in his tracks, the bat inches away from the man's face. 

"Hyung?"