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♡ 12 O'Clock

Hi, sorry last time I updated the wrong chapter, so it didn't make sense. This is the right one.

Chanyeol watched Baekhyun 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 Baekhyun was a huge help for the team. At times like this Chanyeol 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 Chanyeol 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 Chanyeol yelled out of sudden, causing Xiumin to jump.

"What?"

"Look, those are all support columns of the building." Chanyeol 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, Baekhyun reached Kyungsoo and Jongin. To him it was like one of those awaited moments in video games when you met the final boss. Jongin did have this vibe of such a character – something cold and dangerous. Yet, his first impression shattered as he saw the way Jongin covered Kyungsoo with his body the moment the gangster noticed Baekhyun. 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 Jongin.

"Jongin, I'm K, a friend of Suho. I'm here to help." Baekhyun explained, yet the boss didn't step away. It wasn't easy for him to trust anyone, considering the circumstances. But Kyungsoo was different. Kyungsoo 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," Baekhyun exclaimed, hoping the younger to trust him. Something about Kyungsoo was mysterious. Maybe it was the way the younger stared at Baekhyun, as if his eyes were seeing through Baekhyun.

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

By that Jongin allowed Baekhyun to come closer, still his body was in defence mode. Kneeing down, Baekhyun 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 Kyungsoo's got different colour. Her eyes are light brown while his are deep black. Seulgi used to tell him that very intelligent people have deep black eyes. Maybe she was right.

"Can you get me out of this?" Kyungsoo asked, raising his hand as high as he could so Baekhyun could notice the handcuff. The calmness in his voice scared Baekhyun. 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?" Jongin asked. That was what he would have done, if Woobin hadn't taken away his weapon.

Sighed, Baekhyun shook his head.

"No, I gave mine to Suho," 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. Baekhyun, Suho 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 Jongin and right after the first explosion.

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

"Woobin, where are Jongin and Baekhyun?" Suho 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?" Suho repeated through clenched teeth.

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

Next, the gunfight happened so fast, Baekhyun 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 Suho and him.

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

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

For a split second, Baekhyun wondered why he should go instead of Suho 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 Baekhyun, 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, Baekhyun knew he was ready. All he needed now was Suho's signal, but that didn't come. Instead Suho let out a growl.

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

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

"Ok. Go." He demanded one more.

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"Can you open it?" Kyungsoo's voice reminded Baekhyun of his current task.

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

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

"A hairpin?" Jongin asked in disbelieve.

"I have one in every of my clothes," Baekhyun 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 Baekhyun 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. Baekhyun hated it when that cruel man was right. Still he was grateful.

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

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

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

By that, Jongin threw his hands in the air, gesturing an "Ok". Another minute passed, just as Baekhyun thought he really was out of practice, he heard a "click". While Jongin pulled his husband up, Kyungsoo didn't stop thanking Baekhyun. Yet, Baekhyun 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." Baekhyun yelled, pushing the couple that was still celebrating their reunion toward the exit.

"What's wrong?" Kyungsoo asked.

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

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

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

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

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Meanwhile Chanyeol was freaking out as Baekhyun still didn't get out of the building. Everyone had left that death-trap except Baekhyun. 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, Chanyeol 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 Chanyeol. But before the minister's son realized what happened, someone throwing himself between the gun and Chanyeol. All Chanyeol saw was the back, and more wasn't required to let him recognize that person. Baekhyun.

Woobin' man pulled the trigger...

"Baekhyun," screamed Chanyeol as a deadly cold ran though his body.

... but nothing happened.

"On safety, bitch," mocked Baekhyun instead. The sudden circumstances distracted Woobin's guard for a short moment which allowed Baekhyun 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 Baekhyun knew was a gun pointing at his head. Again.

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

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

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

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

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

Baekhyun couldn't believe it, but the day had ended, and they were all still alive. Suho made it to arrest Woobin without Jongin getting any of that, since the boss took Kyungsoo home as soon as they got out – without showing a slight sign of thankfulness, of course. To be honest, Baekhyun was glad he didn't have to see Kyungsoo 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," Chanyeol said, opening the car door for his husband. Nodded, Baekhyun got in. He thought the night was over but the heavy air in the car told him different

"You lied to me," said Chanyeol and Baekhyun held his breath.

"Has Suho told Chanyeol the truth already?" Baekhyun 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 Baekhyun 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 knowing it was because of me." Chanyeol yelled, causing Baekhyun to jump a bit from his seat. He has never seen Chanyeol being so mad. He wanted to take Chanyeol's hand to calm the older down, but he was afraid he'd make it worse.

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

"Really?"

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

"Can I?" Chanyeol questioned back. By that Baekhyun paled.

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

Forced a smile, Baekhyun 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."

Suho's message was followed by a GPS coordinate. With that Baekhyun knew this theatre play was over. This was his last day as Do Kyungsoo.


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