"Baekhyun, is that you?"

"Are you back?"

"Seriously, say something."

Jongin asked every time someone 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, Byun Baekhyun." Jongin 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 Jongin an odd feeling. Scanning every inch of the room, Jongin ascertained Kyungsoo was nowhere to find. Suddenly having a presentiment of danger, Jongin hastened to the restroom.

"Baekhyun," he called but no one answered.

"Baekhyun," 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, Baekhyun?" Still no answer.

"Are you ok?"

"Are you not feeling well?"

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

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

"Fuck, dude. Can't a man shit in peace?" He yelled, passing by. Jongin 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 dialled Kyungsoo's number.

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

"What?" Jongin 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?" Jongin screamed inside. Next, he called Suho.

"Is Baekhyun with you?" He asked the second Suho picked up.

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

"Is Baekhyun with you?" Jongin 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, Suho, can you say something useful?"

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

"Hongdae. And Suho, bring my guards with you." Jongin demanded.

"I'm on my way."

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

"Suho, you know him well. Where would he go?" Jongin 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." Suho suggested. The last thing he needed right now was being under Jongin's watch.

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

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

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

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

Kyungsoo didn't escape. He went missing.

Suho 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 Kyungsoo. Not any person. It was Kyungsoo, someone who was like a brother to him. Someone he promised to protect. Someone he treasured.

Suho understood Kyungsoo 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.

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

"Chanyeol," Suho said. "I need your help."

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"Chanyeol, isn't this your university?" Baekhyun 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, Baekhyun could tell they just came out of the library. He wondered how 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 Chanyeol's friend.

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

"Them? Who are "they"?"

"My friend who needs help and... well his helpers," Chanyeol 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. Chanyeol parked the car and got out to open the door for Baekhyun.

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

"But I want to," Chanyeol explained.

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

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

"You are a helpless romantic."

Before Chanyeol 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," Chanyeol greeted the older man with a tight hug. From behind him, four younger men showed up. Baekhyun could tell they were good friends of Chanyeol 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 Kyu..."

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

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

"Hey, who are you calling idiots?" Another man protested, only to make Jun Myeon 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." Jun Myeon explanation gave Baekhyun 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 of strangers.

"Chanyeol had already told me about you and I'm really thankful you want to help. I'm Suho. Nice to meet you." Jun Myeon reached out for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you too. I'm... K," Baekhyun thought quickly. He wondered how much Chanyeol had told this man. Did this "Suho" know about their relationship? Or did this man know his real name? After all, Chanyeol seemed like he was about to introduce Baekhyun as "Do Kyungsoo".

"Well, K, allow me to sum up these idiots," Suho said, causing his friends to protest again. Suho, however, has 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 Chen, he is..." Suho 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," Baekhyun thought. He could still not believe these are Chanyeol's friends. These people aren't anything like Chanyeol. Hacker, weapons expert, sniper? And contact person? That sounded like some CIA stuff. How did a nerd like Chanyeol get involved with these kinds of people? Those guys were more likely from Baekhyun's world than from Chanyeol's.

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

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

"Chanyeol provides us with laboratories and a base. But that's not it. He is the best forensic scientist I know." Suho 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?" Chanyeol 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. Baekhyun 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 Chanyeol smiled back.

"Suho, 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," Suho answered after sighing, causing frowns.

"When have you become 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 Chanyeol, answered with a loud "Yes". It was impossible to miss how they respected the oldest.

"Chanyeol, who is Suho?" Baekhyun whispered to his boyfriend.

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

"Detective?" Baekhyun mumbled in surprise. He had sensed something odd about Suho. But he didn't know Suho 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. Baekhyun felt a serious concern. Did he lose his instinct? Has he lived this peaceful life with Chanyeol for too long? What was happening to him?

"And who are Luhan and Tao?" Baekhyun 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," Chanyeol answered, and Baekhyun immediately understand Suho's statement. They should find the missing person alive. Period.

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

"Byun Baekhyun," Suho called.

AN: Hi, I hope you like this chapter. Everyone, please stay home and stay healthy. Take care :)