Jonghyun watched Kibum going in the building until the younger was out of his sight. As much as he wanted to deny the truth, fact was, he could only be a burden in there while Kibum was a huge help for the team. At times like this Jonghyun regretted not taking karate lessons with his sisters. Even though they were siblings, they were just the opposite of each other. While she insisted on learning material arts and going to survival camps, he enjoyed literal adventures. The only thing they had in common was doing the opposite of what their father expected for their genders – only to piss him off. But Jonghyun knew he wasn't useless in such a situation. Knowledge is power, he needed to keep believe in that.

"Xiumin, can you show me the construction plan of the building?" He asked the hacker and inspected the plan, after Xiumin provided him with the needed information.

"Why these positions?" he murmured to himself, checking the building and the positions of the bombs.

"Those are all support columns," after a minute Jonghyun yelled out of sudden, causing Xiumin to jump.

"What?"

"Look, those are all support columns of the building." Jonghyun repeated.

"That means it's supposed to collapse? The whole tower?" Xiumin asked and his friend nodded. They both grabbed for air, knowing their best friends were inside that house of cards.

"They need to get out of there in time or ..." Xiumin couldn't finish his sentence.

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Finally, Kibum reached Taemin and Minho. To him it was like one of those awaited moments in video games, when you met the final boss. Minho did have this vibe of such a character – something cold and dangerous. Yet, his first impression shattered as he saw the way Minho covered Taemin with his body the moment the gangster noticed Kibum. The gang leader was ready to protect his lover but also ready to attack the stranger in front of him.

"One more step and I'll snap your neck," threatened Minho.

"Minho, I'm Key, a friend of Onew. I'm here to help." Kibum explained, yet the boss didn't step away. It wasn't easy for him to trust anyone, considering the circumstances. But Taemin was different. Taemin was the "glass is half full" type of person. And for some inexplicable reasons, his instinct signalled him to trust this person, whom he had met only once.

"We met at the airport," he told the stranger.

"Yes, we did," Kibum exclaimed, hoping the younger to trust him. Something about Taemin was mysterious. Maybe it was the way the younger stared at Kibum, as if his eyes were seeing through Kibum.

"Help me," Taemin begged, finally, "Please."

By that Minho allowed Kibum to come closer, still his body was in defence mode. Kneeing down, Kibum saw his half-brother up close for the first time. He didn't pay attention last time when they had met at the airport, but this young man did look like his mother. No, their mother. His eyes are like hers, but Taemin's got different colour. Her eyes are light brown while his are deep black.

"Can you get me out of this?" Taemin asked, raising his hand as high as he could so Kibum could notice the handcuff. The calmness in his voice scared Kibum. Wasn't he mommy's golden boy? A prince that was protected and loved by all means? Why wasn't he afraid in such a situation?

"Are you armed? Can you shout it open?" Minho asked. That was what he would have done, if Woobin hadn't taken away his weapon.

Sighed, Kibum shook his head.

"No, I gave mine to Onew," he answered, thinking about what happened minutes ago.

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Thanks to Xiumin, Kris made it to the first bomb without being discovered. Kibum, Onew and Lay, on the other hand, weren't that lucky. They went right into Woobin and his men just a few hundred meters before they could reach Minho and right after the first explosion.

"Oh, look at this. Minho's loyal dog? Seems like he isn't that stupid at all." Woobin commented on Onew's presence.

"Woobin, where are Minho and Kibum?" Onew asked.

"You should get out of this building before you're buried alive. You seem to have something on the ball. I might have a position in the company for you. You know, now that I've got it back." Woobin bragged.

"Where are they?" Onew repeated through clenched teeth.

"Even Minho's people learn to make shitty decisions, huh?" Woobin mocked, grabbing for his weapon.

Next, the gunfight happened so fast, Kibum couldn't remember how he made it to take shelter. It was rather a reflex he was "born" with. Thank god, the column was big enough for Onew and him.

"Kibum," the boy flinched, hearing his real name be called. Onew, grabbed his arm, pulling him closer to whisper.

"Go, find Taemin. I'll give you cover."

For a split second, Kibum wondered why he should go instead of Onew or Lay. But they didn't have time for that. Even his breathing became shorter and shorter, as if breathing was taking too much time.

"Ok," replied Kibum, getting mentally ready to run. The distance from his place to the door might be less than 50 meters. "That shouldn't be a problem," he thought, since he was a fast runner. Still, the challenge was making it to the door without getting shot. Taking a deep breath, Kibum knew he was ready. All he needed now was Onew's signal, but that didn't come. Instead Onew let out a growl.

"Damn it," Onew almost yelled at his jammed gun.

"Here, take mine," Kibum handed the leader his weapon. Onew look right at him for a second before taking Kibum's gun.

"Ok. Go." He demanded one more.

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"Can you open it?" Taemin's voice reminded Kibum of his current task.

"I'll try," Kibum answered, checking the handcuff. When he grabbed inside his jacket, his arm was immediately held back by Minho. He hadn't even seen it coming, as fast as Minho reacted.

"I'm just trying to help, Minho." Kibum said. The gang leader realized Kibum wasn't reaching for a weapon. Thus, he let go. Kibum breathed out. Next, he ripped the inside of his jacket, getting a small object which was sewed, hidden in the fabric.

"A hairpin?" Minho asked in disbelieve.

"I have one in every of my clothes," Kibum replied without looking up. One of the worst things about his father was his paranoia. And one of the few good things about his father was... his paranoia. A hairpin in every pieces of clothes was something Kibum learned from his old man. You never knew when you'd need to free yourself from a handcuff, but you'd be grateful to have a hairpin when you did. Kibum hated it when that cruel man was right. Still he was grateful.

"Ok, let's get you out of this handcuff," Kibum told Taemin and for the first time that night, Taemin smiled.

A minute went by, Minho got impatient. "Can you open it or not?" He hustled.

"Hey," Kibum yelled at the gang leader. His voice so clear, so determined, almost bossy. "I'm helping. You're not. So, shut up."

By that, Minho threw his hands in the air, gesturing an "Ok". Another minute passed, just as Kibum thought he really was out of practice, he heard a "click". While Minho pulled his husband up, Taemin didn't stop thanking Kibum. Yet, Kibum couldn't understand what the younger was saying as for he was focusing on the voices in his earphone.

"We need to get out of here. Now." Kibum yelled, pushing the couple that was still celebrating their reunion toward the exit.

"What's wrong?" Taemin asked.

"The last bomb couldn't be defused. Go." Kibum explained.

"The last? There were more bombs?" Taemin questioned again. But Kibum didn't respond to his half-brother.

"We have 2 minutes. Get him out of here." Kibum demanded the gang leader. Nodded, Minho dragged Taemin to the door. Just as the couple left, Kibum rushed in the opposite direction, shouting into his earphone.

"What the hell, Kris? Why aren't you leaving?"

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Meanwhile Jonghyun was freaking out as Kibum still didn't get out of the building. Everyone had left that death-trap except Kibum. The clock was ticking. Thus, despite Xiumin's protest he rushed in the tower that was ready to collapse every moment. One minute and 13 seconds left, Jonghyun thought, looking at his watch only to literally bumped into one of Woobin's man. In a split second the man took out his gun, pointing it at Jonghyun. But before the minister's son realized what happened, someone throwing himself between the gun and Jonghyun. All Jonghyun saw was the back, and more wasn't required to let him recognize that person. Key.

Woobin' man pulled the trigger...

"Kibum," screamed Jonghyun as a deadly cold ran though his body.

... but nothing happened.

"On safety, bitch," mocked Kibum instead. The sudden circumstances distracted Woobin's guard for a short moment which allowed Kibum to slap the gun off his hand. Next, they both ran as fast as they could to pick up the weapon. The person to get there first would decide who to live and who to kill. They knew it. Unfortunately, the gang member grabbed it first. Next thing Kibum knew was a gun pointing at his head. Again.

"Game over, bitch," said the gangster and a shoot was heard. Or that was what Kibum thought. All he heard was a loud noise of shattered glasses and Jonghyun's screaming his name.

Opening his eyes, he saw Woobin's guard on the ground. His brain was blown out... literally. As Kibum noticed the broken window, he knew D.O. had their back. Grabbing his husband's hand, Kibum pulled Jonghyun out of the building.

"I'm sorry, my headset broke. I didn't know you were coming for me," Kris bowed, apologizing for putting Kibum and Jonghyun in danger, as the couple finally make it to escape in time.

"It's ok. We're fine," replied Kibum.

When the team parted, Kibum shared a tear as he hugged everyone goodbye. Especially the one who saved his life.

Kibum couldn't believe it, but the day had ended, and they were all still alive. Onew made it to arrest Woobin without Minho getting any of that, since the boss took Taemin home as soon as they got out – without showing a slight sign of thankfulness of course. To be honest, Kibum was glad he didn't have to see Taemin right after such a day. He wasn't ready for the "I am your half-brother and I am married to your supposed to be husband" conversation. That problem was tomorrow's problem. What he needed right now was sleep but first a shower to free himself from all those sweat and dust.

"Let's go home," Jonghyun said, opening the car door for his husband. Nodded, Kibum got in. He thought the night was over but the heavy air in the car told him different

"You lied to me," said Jonghyun and Kibum held his breath.

"Has Onew told Jonghyun the truth already?" Kibum couldn't blame the older, but he wished he could be the one to confess.

"You promised you'd take care, but you threw yourself in front of a gun."

"I did it to save you," argued Kibum and just seconds after he noticed his stupidity.

"You think that'd make it better. If anything would have happened to you, do you think I would feel better when it were because of me." Jonghyun yelled, causing Kibum to jump a bit from his seat. He has never seen Jonghyun being so mad. He wanted to take Jonghyun's hand to calm the older down, but he was afraid he'd make it worse.

"Don't be silly, Jonghyun. The gun was on safety. I saw that," Kibum explained, keeping his eyes on Jonghyun. The elder's breathing seemed to slow down with every second until Jonghyun turned his head to look at Kibum.

"Really?"

"Don't you trust me?" Kibum tried not to lie one more.

"Can I?" Jonghyun questioned back. By that Kibum paled.

"Just kidding," Jonghyun let out a laughter, "Of course I trust you," he said.

Forced a smile, Kibum bit on his lip. He was going to hell for lying to this human. Thus, the messages he got the next moment sounded more like a salvation than a threat.

"We need to talk. Tomorrow. 19:15."

Onew's message was followed by a GPS coordinate. With that Kibum knew this theatre play was over. This was his last day as Lee Taemin.

Every time I update this story I feel guilty for making you wait. And I do realize with every chapter my writing is getting more and more shitty. I'm just like... here plot, have it.

But I really want to finish this story soon.