"Kibum, is that you?"

"Are you back?"

"Seriously, say something."

Minho asked every time some passed by or every time he heard a noise. He had been waiting for over 15 minutes and having his eyes closed made it felt like 50 minutes.

"It's not funny anymore, Kim Kibum." Minho ripped the blindfold off his eyes as the last piece of patience left his body. To his disappointment the seat in front of him was empty. The restaurant was full. It was weird watching people having dinner with blindfolds. Thinking that just a minute ago he looked the same gave Minho an odd feeling. Scanning every inches of the room, Minho ascertained Taemin was nowhere to find. Suddenly having a presentiment of danger, Minho hastened to the restroom.

"Kibum," he called but no one answered.

"Kibum," he kept calling while checking every cabin. As expected, he found nobody. His last hope was all on the last cabin which was occupied.

"Are you in there, Kibum?" Still no answer.

"Are you ok?"

"Are you not feeling well?"

"Give me some response, Kibum." Hearing the water, Minho calmed out, expecting "Kibum" to come out soon. Yet, nothing happened again.

"Damn it, Kibum." Minho groaned in frustration. As he punched against the door, it finally opened, and an annoyed man pushed himself through Minho to get out of the cabin.

"Fuck, dude. Can't a man shit in peace?" He yelled, passing by. Minho would have burst out in laughter if it wasn't for the embracement he was feeling at the same time.

That was also the moment he admitted he needed help. Reaching for his phone, he dialed Taemin's number.

"The number you have dialed has not been recognized."

"What?" Minho shouted, looked at the screen to make your he pressed the right number. And he tried again.

"The number you have dialed has not been recognized."

"What the hell is happening here?" Minho screamed inside. Next, he called Onew.

"Is Kibum with you?" He asked the second Onew picked up.

"Minho?" The older man asked at the other end.

"Is Kibum with you?" Minho repeated, not wasting time.

"No, isn't he with you?"

"I wouldn't have asked if he were with me, would I?"

"Did you call him?"

"Of course, I did. Fuck, Onew, can you say something useful?"

"Sorry, where are you? I'll be right there."

"Hongdae. And Onew, bring my guards with you." Minho demanded.

"I'm on my way."

Waiting for Onew and his men was a torture, especially when all his efforts to contact Taemin were just a waste of time. After the other men finally arrived, Minho sent them out to search for Taemin. He realized something was odd, but not one second did he think of Taemin leaving him. He wished he was overreacting, but his instinct told him that Taemin was in danger.

"Onew, you know him well. Where would he go?" Minho asked.

"There are some places I can think of right now. How about we separate to look for him. I'll send you the addresses." Onew suggested. The last thing he needed right now was being under Minho's watch.

"Ok. Call me as soon as you find him." Minho stated.

Right after Minho left, Onew dialed Taemin's new number, the one Onew got him for situations like this. He was proud of Taemin. The younger man made it to escape from one of the most dangerous Korean gang. However, Onew was even more proud of Taemin for being reasonable enough to understand that he needed to leave Minho despite those feelings whether they were real or not. Because Onew understood that to Taemin, they were real. Having a crush on someone you're supposed to escape from could make it impossible to leave. But Taemin made it. And for that, Onew was proud of his former student.

"Come one, pick up, Taemin," Onew mumbled. Taemin was supposed to call him right after he left Minho. But still, Taemin hadn't contacted him yet.

An hours later, Onew was officially worried. Something must have gone wrong. Taemin should have called him long ago. Onew headed to the central station where the locker he prepared for Taemin was located. Taemin was supposed to go there, if something went wrong or if they got separated. The locker contained Taemin's passport, money, a ticket to New York and of course a phone that couldn't be tracked. As soon as Onew opened the locker, he regretted not coming here sooner. He was dumb, waiting and hoping Taemin would call him. Taemin would never leave without his passport. That was the moment Onew realized he did a huge mistake.

Taemin didn't escape. He went missing.

Onew wasn't a rookie. He was trained for this kind of situations. This wasn't even his first missing case. He should know what to do. But his hands threatened to shake like he had no idea what he was doing. Surely, they were taught to treat every victim equally. This should be a case like any other. Yet, it was not. The missing person was Taemin. Not any person. It was Taemin, someone who was like a brother to him. Someone he promised to protect. Someone he treasured.

Onew understood Taemin deserved the best team to bring him back home. So he didn't wait for a second to gather the best investigators. And that didn't mean the best policemen.

"Jinki hyung?" The voice at the other end of the phone greeted.

"Jonghyun," Onew said. "I need your help."

___________________________________

"Jonghyun, isn't this your university?" Kibum asked with confusion as they arrived at the gate. It was about 10 pm and already dark outside. The last students were leaving the grounds. By their tired looks and the books in their arms, Kibum could tell they just came out of the library. He wondered how the student's life was like. Was it fun as people say? He, someone who hated school, simply couldn't imagine study to be fun. But now wasn't the time to fantasize. He was here to help Jonghyun's friend.

"Yes, we'll meet them here. They should be here soon." Jonghyun replied.

"Them? Who are "they"?"

"My friend who needs help and... well his helpers," Jonghyun laughed at his own "joke". The parking garage was almost empty. There were two other cars on the same floor but no one else was around. Jonghyun parked the car and got out to open the door for Kibum.

"For the umpteenth time, Jonghyun, I'm not a princess. I can open the door on my own." Kibum nagged, but he let Jonghyun do it anyway.

"But I want to," Jonghyun explained.

"Damn it, Jonghyun, if you keep being so damned romantic, I'll forget how to open doors one day." Kibum teased.

"Stay with me and you'll never have to open a door again." By that Jonghyun placed a gentle kiss on Kibum's forehead.

"You are a helpless romantic."

Before Jonghyun could respond to that fact, they both heard someone clearing their throat, giving them the ultimate "Stop-your-lovey-dovely-couple-shit-you're-making-my-single-ass-uncomfortable" signal.

"Hyung," Jonghyun greeted the older man with a tight hug. From behind him, four younger men showed up. Kibum could tell they were good friends of Jonghyun by their handshakes. That awkward moment when the person you were with talked to his friends and you just stood there, being the third wheel, trying to pretend you were not there.

"Guys, this is Tae..."

"Shut up, Jonghyun. No names, dude. No names." One of the men said. He was tall and well-built. Kibum could see those muscles under the simple shirt. Noticing Kibum's puzzled glances, Jinki intervened.

"Hello, please don't mind these idiots."

"Hey, who are you calling idiots?" Another man protested, only to make Jinki ignored him.

"We have worked with each other for a long time and there is one condition. We never use each other's real name. Just to keep our identities secretly." Jinki explanation gave Kibum the chill. Who were these people whose identities couldn't be revealed? Still, he almost laughed at the situation. He was also pretending to be someone else. He was made for this group.

"Jonghyun had already told me about you and I'm really thankful you want to help. I'm Onew. Nice to meet you." Jinki reached out for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you too. I'm... Key," Kibum thought quickly. He wondered how much Jonghyun had told this man. Did this "Onew" know about their relationship? Or did this man know his real name? After all, Jonghyun seemed like he was about to introduce Kibum as "Lee Taemin".

"Well, Key, allow me to sum up these idiots," Onew said, causing his friends to protest again. Onew, however, have learned to ignore them.

"This giant here is Kris. He is one of the best weapons and explosives expert. This baby face is Xiumin. He's by far the best hacker of our generation. Next to him is Lay, our contact person. He's responsible for the information procurement. And last but not least D.O., he is..." Onew paused, trying to find the right word.

"He's kind of our bodyguard. He'll take care of us even though we don't always see him. He's 100 percent reliable."

"So he's a sniper," Kibum thought. He could still not believe these are Jonghyun's friends. These people aren't anything like Jonghyun. Hacker, weapons expert, sniper? And contact person? That sounded like some CIA stuff. How did a nerd like Jonghyun get involved with these kinds of people? Those guys were more likely from Kibum's world than from Jonghyun's.

"And you? What do you do?" Kibum asked, looking at Jonghyun. Was there something he didn't know about Jonghyun? It seemed like both had kept more secrets from each other than Kibum thought.

"Jonghyun is our sugar daddy and the only idiot to go by his real name." Kris joked.

"Jonghyun provides us with laboratories and a base. But that's not it. He is the best forensic scientist I know." Onew corrected Kris. "And he goes by his real name since he's always been a public person, being his father's son. So there was no use for him to have a code name."

"We should go in, don't you think?" Jonghyun suggested. All the talk about him was making him uncomfortable. Nodded, everyone followed him. To their luck, they bumped into no one on their way. Fitting in, going undercover would have been impossible with seven men while each having such a strong aura.

The way from the parking garage to the "base" wasn't long. It took only a few minutes, and they arrived at a modern laboratory with a huge smart screen. Kibum neither knew much about science nor investigation, but he assumed this place was modern and got all what they'd need.

"Impressive," Xiumin admitted and Jonghyun smiled back.

"Onew, didn't you call Luhan and Tao?" Kris asked, searching for his friends.

"Yeah, where are they? I miss them," Lay said.

"We won't need them this time," Onew answered after sighing, causing frowns.

"Since when are you so optimistic?" Xiumin questioned.

"Guys. I know you always do your best, but I want to make it clear. I expect we don't need them this time. Understood?"

By that, all five men, including Jonghyun, answered with a loud "Yes". It was impossible to miss how they respected the oldest.

"Jonghyun, who is Onew?" Kibum whispered to his boyfriend.

"Oh right, he introduced everyone and forgot himself," Jonghyun laughed. "He's a detective. Actually, the youngest of Seoul who has ever become a detective. Maybe even of Korea."

"Detective?" Kibum mumbled in surprise. He had sensed something odd about Onew. But he didn't know Onew was a cop. His instinct had never failed to warn him before and with this person, it didn't even alert him for a second. Kibum felt a serious concern. Did he lose his instinct? Did he live this peaceful life with Jonghyun for too long? What was happening to him?

"And who are Luhan and Tao?" Kibum knew his questions were annoying. Yet, what should he do? The whole situation was weird, and he only got 10 percent of the things that were said.

"They are coroners," Jonghyun answered, and Kibum immediately understand Onew's statement. They should find the missing person alive. Period.

"Ok, let's start," Onew exclaimed, clapping his hands. Turning his head to Key, all he said was two words. Two words that literally stopped Key's breathing

"Kim Kibum," Onew called.  

AN: This chapter is so shitty I might have to rewrite it. Still, I hope some of you did enjoy it. 
Please welcome the EXO dorks 

I'll try to update soon. (Writer's block got me hard this time TT^TT)