Last Code; Part 1b
***
After two days,
“For you,” Luhan calls as he threw a folder towards Yixing.
Yixing frowned as he opened the folder. Luhan went in the kitchen to check on Minseok and Yixing felt someone beside him.
“Oh, so you got him this time,” Jongin commented and Yixing snaps his head to look at Jongin who was staring at the folder’s contents familiarly. Jongin looked back and smiled warmly, “Morning.”
“Morning,” Yixing smiles back before going back to study his new assignment.
“You’ll need help with that, you know.” Jongin inclined his head as he points the middle-aged plump man on the picture. Yixing nodded when he realized why. The man never left any premises without bullet proofed things. His car was customized and if he ever comes out, bodyguards are everywhere and it was kind of risky to kill him in public.
“I can handle this myself,” Yixing says with confidence and Jongin was taken aback. “Seriously?”
“Seriously,” Yixing nods before giving off his famous assuring smile again. Jongin shrugged reluctantly given that Yixing suddenly was that confident with his own skills. Did Kris really teach him well? Jongin shook his head as he just settled on checking breakfast.
***
It has been a week since Kris sent the assignment and he hasn’t heard of any report at all. He was starting to think Yixing might be dead already. If not Jongin or Luhan saying Yixing has been coming back late, it was enough for Kris to be rest assured the other was still alive. Now, he wonders what Yixing’s up to if he’s alone taking down this target he sent.
He really is starting to care for Yixing, believing that he should’ve helped the latter with this assignment. But really, Kris needed to stick up with his original plan, and he didn’t want simple infatuation to ruin it.
Kris could only sigh in restlessness before putting the journal he’d been writing onto in one of his drawers.
And then suddenly, the door bursts open.
Kris shot his head up to see a very cheerful Yixing with some grease on his face.
“Mission completed.” Yixing grinned before walking forward to his desk. Kris remained unmoved before realizing he needed to breathe.
“Okay… what did you do to put this man down then? And why did it turn to weeks for you to finish it?” Kris finally had spoken which Yixing replied with a chuckle.
“Did you miss me, Duizhang?” Yixing smiled ever so sweetly and it was an understatement if Kris wasn’t affected at all. Not that he would show it. He clears his throat in response before Yixing laughed. “Seriously, I was just kidding.” The younger male chirped. When Kris didn’t answer and only sat comfortably, waiting for Yixing to speak more business-like, the latter finally pursed his lips.
“Well,” he started, “Since I can’t bomb or shoot this guy randomly without being caught, I followed and studied his daily routine first. I did it discreetly, don’t worry. And I found one hole in his security. When I said hole, I meant it slightly literal. He takes this one road towards another gambling building while he smokes inside his car and since it was bulletproof, bodyguards decrease into one which is on top of a building somewhere guarding above. So I plainly went in one room on one of the high-rise establishments near the road and shot him in the head from the open window on top of his car. Easy.”
Kris listened to the report with mused eyes before laughing it off. “It took you a week to think of that?”
Yixing scoffed at him before defending himself, “I was looking for some ways not to get caught, okay?! The whole city’s in surveillance of hidden cameras somewhere and I couldn’t possibly ask Zitao to fake another technical problem if we don’t want the higher ups to be suspicious of something so I took on this road where surveillances are not needed at all.”
“Okay, that was actually very clever of you, Yixing. If only you have figured it out on a shorter time,” Kris smiled in acknowledgment which Yixing replied to with a more winning one, a dimple forming in his cheek. Kris needed to look away to not get distracted.
“Why do you keep on insisting I needed to do it in a shorter time, the guy had so many fucked up schedule,” Yixing pouts which Kris merely responded of, “Because there are so many people in the line-up? Jongin had completed five persons in your week of stalking.”
“Really,” Yixing’s face relaxed and realized he was just so new to this. He wonders if he would have just accepted Jongin’s offer in the first place. Kris’ voice took him to focus again then, “Could you do all of these in a month then?”
Yixing widened his eyes in surprise as he watches Kris spread fifteen folders of different guys on the desk.
“All of these in one month?” Yixing exclaims as he gathers the folders into his arms. Kris nodded and answered, “Yes. We don’t have time, Yixing. Before the higher officials find something doubting from the assassinated politicians on different cities, we would be needing to finish this entire list so that when the building is finally down, there would be no power hungry man that would run up the Presidency position. We’re lucky there are many who want to kill these guys also or else it will really be suspicious. For now, The Government thinks these politicians are brainless idiots.”
Yixing could only agree. Kris then sighed once again before continuing, “It’s either we get killed for being caught or we kill first to end this entire nightmare.”
“Yes, I know, Kris.” Yixing answers grimly before going out the office, bidding the other a good night as he did so.
***
It was within that month that Yixing learned that Luhan’s list included women. But the latter’s only words for it are, ‘Women are sometimes more wicked and pretentious than men which earned them more of the assassination.’
Yixing would only shrug at that sentence, of course.
It was that acknowledgement from Kris he had always wanted to see whenever he completes an assignment. Those small smiles the latter would give. It might be early but he’s starting to like Kris even with his cold attitude. But Yixing also doesn’t forget on why he was here. He wanted revenge to those who killed his parents, and he was going to do it whether it was the whole government he’s up against to.
However, dealing with fifteen death warrants in a month was no joke. Yixing had to figure out every movement he would take especially it was his life and the community’s exposure in risk here. But with Kris’ predictions about Yixing’s fast wits and understanding, the latter managed to finish the task within the given range of time.
“So now you’re proving your worth,” Kris praised when Yixing reported the latest completion of his given job. Yixing only smiled audaciously and Kris smirked in response.
“I forgot, we should go to your old apartment in the city.” Kris suggested right then which froze Yixing right on place.
“But The Government might have someone guarding that place up, we might-“ Before he could finish, Kris went on, “I knew from Luhan that that building is for Higher Officials’ grown children only because they couldn’t reveal their real names to anyone. We need to check on things that might be helpful.”
“Why?” questions Yixing.
“Because we need to know the officials’ real names through the children.” Kris pressed on.
Yixing then just shrugged as he sighed, “Okay then. You already know mine; Zhang’s my real last name. I don’t know what codename my father uses, to think that they do use things like that.”
Kris eyed him shrewdly before saying, “Yes, I might know some of their aliases, maybe your father’s also. I’m not sure.”
Yixing looks at Kris for a moment before the latter spoke again, “We’ll be leaving tomorrow and just act casual. The securities are dumber than you think.”
The younger male relaxes before looking at Kris again who was having eyes that were deep in thoughts. “You’re dismissed.” Kris cuts his scrutinizing eyes before Yixing nodded and turned to leave.
***
The next day,
“I can’t believe my code is still it,” Yixing commented as he punched each number on his door. Kris patiently stood behind him as he heard every number Yixing pressed on sounded a beep of correct tone. That is, until a person went out from the neighboring door.
“Hi Yixing! It’s been awhile!” that someone greeted as he approached the frozen partners.
“B-Baekhyun, you’re… you’re here, it’s been while,” Yixing stuttered as he punched the last number and the door was unlocked. Kris cursed inside his head while the Baekhyun guy continued staring at him. And Kris knows the difference of stares very well. He used his most charming smile and held Yixing’s back, “Hi Baekhyun, I’m Li Fan, Yixing’s friend, if you know what I mean. We’re here to get some stuff because we’re going in a vacation. Would you mind telling you didn’t see us if anyone asked? Thank you.”
Kris winked at the boy who blushed immediately and nodded. Yixing didn’t know what to react when Kris just pushed him inside the apartment and closed the door immediately.
“What was that…” Yixing breathed normally again and decided to scan the whole area which was actually empty now.
“He wouldn’t tell anybody, I think. If he did, it doesn’t matter.” Kris shrugs as he walked few steps beside Yixing.
“Well, they might find me…” Yixing blabbers again and Kris held his shoulder and patted it, “They won’t. You’re safe with me.” Kris smiled and something within that smile disturbed Yixing inside yet again.
“But what the hell is Li Fan.” Yixing decided to poke fun at the said name and Kris needed to purse his lip before answering, “It’s my real and alias combine together.”
“Tell me more,” Yixing smiled expectantly and Kris just couldn’t help but answer such part of his past, “My birth name is Li Jiaheng and my hitman name is Wu Yifan. Though it would be dangerous for our cover if you call me that now.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I like the name Wu Yifan more and I might say that name in some private session we will have in the future,” Yixing bit his lip as he smiled and Kris’ mind went to some dirtier ground, “Why do I feel like you’re flirting with me?”
“I was just joking around, Kris. No need to be alarmed,” Yixing laughs once again and Kris just shook his head, “You’re really hopeless, Zhang Yixing.”
Yixing agreed to that and then reminded him what they were here for. “I remembered something my dad gave me though. It’s a blank credit-card-like card but he said it’s an identification card of his.”
Kris’ ears perked up. Yixing went on, “He said it might be useful once I’m in big crime or trouble on which of course I’ve not been subjected into in the past.… But then again, after what happened, the card might just be useles in the end.”
As Yixing pondered on where he had kept it, Kris asked carefully, “We might need that to hack The Government’s inner mainframe.”
“Or they might have deleted my father’s name on the mainframe since he was evicted, right. But I’ll look for it though. I think Zitao would have a hard time reading the card because of the codes The Government uses.” Yixing continued talking as he went closer to one of the used-to-be kitchen’s wall and tapped on it.
“Trust me, Zitao will be able to,” Kris replies and follows Yixing. Yixing kept tapping on the wall until he heard a sound of a space indicating the inside was empty on the lower part of the wall. Without hesitation, Yixing punched it with all his strength and Kris watched in awareness when that small part broke in thin layers. Yixing smiled proudly to himself as he grabbed something inside.
“Why’re you insistent on this useless card though?” Yixing frowns as he held a small purple cloth bag. Kris eyed the bag and only said, “We need to be insightful on everything.”
“Alright,” Yixing pulls out a silver blank card from the cloth bag and gave it to Kris then.
“But you know, I wasn’t joking about earlier… and the way you looked and winked at Baekhyun was repulsive,” Yixing feigned a puke and Kris reached the card from him. Kris heard this and smiled crookedly.
“So I’m right, you like me,” Kris went on with that smirk and looms closer to the other. Yixing meekly pursed his lips and just pouted. With a nod, Kris found it to be permission as he finally pulled Yixing into a painfully slow kiss. Until, of course, it turned to tongues since he didn’t like smooth start anyways. While doing so, Kris had slipped the given card inside his coat’s pocket.
Yixing responded in every move of their lips. Kris pushed him on the wall and kept the friction more insanely unbearable for Yixing. One second they were on an assignment, the next one they are already eating each other’s lips. Kris held his face with both hands as he nipped on Yixing’s lower lip. And when they did pull away, Kris’ thumbs caressed Yixing’s cheeks softly.
His other thumb reached the corner of Yixing’s lip and said, “It was just like two months ago when this part of your lip is wounded.”
Yixing only hummed and kept his eyes close, savoring the feeling of Kris’ touch. “Did it hurt so much?” Kris asks in a whisper, soft breaths ghosting over Yixing’s lips. Yixing only nodded and Kris attacked with his mouth yet again, “Your pain today will be worth it though.”
Kris swallowed a moan from Yixing afterward as they continued their kiss. Kris knew they needed to be quick and just go but Yixing was just too intoxicating at the moment. Fueled with lust that has been hunting him for awhile now, he couldn’t let such opportunity pass. After searing kisses and minutes of undressing, Yixing’s clothes draped under them and Kris’ fingers were coated with Yixing’s saliva whilst the latter was currently sucking in. But no further ministrations were given when Kris can’t take it anymore. “Are you good in balancing, Yixing?” Kris asks huskily and Yixing could only mumble when he released Kris’ fingers from his mouth, “Why do you ask…”
“You’ll need it.” Kris only said before he held up Yixing, earning a gasp from the other. Yixing groaned as he had no choice but to wrap his legs around Kris’ body. The latter only smiled before he prepared his partner. Yixing, who was a mess in his own state, couldn’t give any coherent word as he was busy gasping Kris’ name every time another finger enters him.
It was just in mere seconds before it was Kris pounding in Yixing on that wall.
Thrust after thrust Yixing would throw back his head and moan while Kris snickers when he needed to hold the back of Yixing’s head for the latter to not hit the wall. Nonetheless, Kris got his pleasure as he bit every part of his partner’s exposed neck as he continued shoving inside Yixing. The other, though, had started pumping his own member to come into release.
With one final thrust and pounce, everything went white….
***
Coming back to the community wasn’t hard and unbearable though. And because of their late arrival and unsatisfied wants, Yixing stayed the night on Kris’ place. Call them insatiable or neglected for awhile now, it was one of the reasons that sent hours of them doing it in the night. And when morning came, Yixing wasn’t prepared to know of what he and Kris are presently.
“Get up, Xing. You still have your last lesson,” a voice low and inviting in the morning daylight coaxes Yixing out from his slumber. Yixing groaned at that feeling and instead pulled the owner of the voice onto the bed again which he did successfully and now is huddling on that figure like his life depended on it.
“You’re warm,” Yixing whines as he buries his head on the crook of his pillow’s neck. Kris just chuckled as he replies, “Come on now, sleepyhead. I told you there’s still something I want you to learn.”
Yixing didn’t move but before Kris would do any other hideous thing to wake him up, Yixing got up immediately. Kris sat straight and is pretty conscious that Yixing is still naked in front of him. “I’ll use your shower then… and just borrow some clothes from you.” Yixing smiles innocently before running into the bathroom. Kris simply sighed hopelessly and when the door closed, there was grim expression visible on his face.
He stood up then and walked out his room to another one which was his office. He found Zitao sitting on the couch, waiting.
“See what you can get with this. It’ll be hard getting into the mainframe but I want immediate results when you find one,” Kris said in a clipped tone as he throws the card he and Yixing obtained from the apartment and Zitao caught it between his two fingers. He eyed it for awhile and just nodded, “Got it.”
Zitao bid his goodbye and walked out the office quietly.
Kris closes his eyes in a serene manner as he seats himself on his chair. “Just a little bit more,” he speaks to himself and pressed his index and thumb on his temples. After feeling relaxed, he decided to pull out his journal from his drawer and write.
It was few minutes when Yixing came back with a striped buttoned up shirt from Kris’ closet. Kris eyed him from the journal he’d been writing on and just smiled. “Ready?” he asks as he closes the journal and puts it back in his locked drawer. Yixing didn’t pay attention to the thing and just nodded. “What are we going to do?” Yixing tilts his head and Kris only chuckled.
“You need to fit among Jongin and Luhan with that aim of theirs for you to be more accurate on guns,” Kris answers when he noticed the frown on Yixing’s forehead. The former stood up from his seat then and wrapped one arm around his waist, “Let’s go.”
“You’re teaching me that insane shooting?” Yixing finally realized. He saw Kris’s aslant smile and Yixing only sighed, “You’re going to kill me, I can never shoot like that.”
Kris then only hummed and said, “We’ll see about that.” and then he lightly pushed Yixing on the table. Slowly, Kris’ hands stayed on the latter’s hips, lips dangerously close to the other’s while their lower bodies grind. “I thought we’ll be going now?” Yixing asks but neither moved to pull apart.
“I could use some delay since I’m the teacher,” Kris whispers and then left a peck on the corner of Yixing’s lip. It was light and teasing but Yixing liked it. They had come to a point where questions didn’t need to be asked and settled on action. And both know they wanted each other.
Kris’ lips went down to Yixing’s collarbone and sucked deep there, earning a gasp from the latter. Seconds later Kris had already got rid of his lover’s shirt or more his borrowed clothes and Yixing cringed on every part Kris sucked - his neck and then down on his hardening nipples. Yixing felt where Kris’ hands roamed around, and he could care less about them now. Kris saw how Yixing’s expressions change whenever new reaction forms as he touched his partner everywhere.
It was on that table that Kris knew he just needed to fuck Yixing as the bed was far for him at that moment.
Pulling down Yixing’s under clothing, Kris wasted no second to lubricate his fingers with his own mouth. Yixing waited patiently until he felt a finger probing in his entrance. Kris pushed one finger in and swallowed Yixing’s groans when he crashed their lips together once again. Yixing kept in him the pain he was feeling. Kris was a little bit impatient and inserted another one, and then another. He kept his pace slow though and Yixing’s hips seemed to be moving with its rhythm. Kris could hear his partner moaning already and unzipped his own fly. It was Kris entering Yixing then. The latter widened his eyes when the blunt thing went inside him but the after-effect of it all managed to seep in.
“Ah, move now, Kris.” Yixing moans out as he almost clawed on Kris’ arms. The said man obliged as he held on Yixing’s waist to pull him down to meet his first thrust. Yixing’s arms flew down on the table and settled on clutching the thing’s edges instead - his legs are pulled up almost touching his chest for Kris to have more access. Skin to skin, the exchange of warmth through this sexual act intensified their lust for each other more. Kris started slamming into Yixing again and increased his speed. With every deep thrust Yixing’s cry of pleasure roamed around the office together with Kris’ groans.
Kris started touching Yixing’s own cock subsequently. Pumping it with the same beat his thrusts happen. Yixing’s closed eyes went open in a moment afterwards. He looked at his lover in curiosity but what meet his eyes were fierce and affectionate ones. Two adjectives that weren’t suppose to show in one stare but Kris’ did anyways. But again the stare dissipates into a soft one. Yixing felt the weird feeling again down his stomach and knows he’s near. He looks at Kris once again with a pleading face and Kris understood at once. He smiled slyly before taking Yixing full on the lips, both coming to their own satisfied desire.
***
That day it didn’t end well since Yixing limped around the field more than being a stoic former him. Plus, Yixing’s whining on every little damn thing about precision and aim made Kris announce it as the day’s end. When they were on their way out the place, Yixing tugged a little on Kris’ black sleeved wrist.
“It’s your fault for fucking me on every place in your office and room so I hope you’re not annoyed I haven’t done anything good today,” Yixing pouts while he followed Kris out the shooting field, thinking the latter is angry for his slow progress. When Kris did turn around though, Yixing could only smile warmly just as he knows Kris would smile back, and Kris’ smile had always made him feel relieved from everything else.
Kris was utterly surprised by his expression and as Yixing expected, he smiled back. “I guess you could say I never got tempted that much and then you came, driving me mad in lust and… I don’t know.” Kris shrugged and his lips stayed with that sheepish smile.
Yixing didn’t expect that from Kris.
And then the former just found himself being pushed on the wall, breath taken from the plump lips that had taken over his. Yixing didn’t protest when Kris kissed him yearningly. Everything happened so fast these few days and something inside Yixing’s bugging him that something isn’t right. But what couldn’t be right when it felt so surreal to be falling in love now with Kris.
“I suggest to get a room please,” a voice interrupts and the two suddenly pulled away to see a not so amused Luhan in front of them. Luhan cleared his throat and Kris was the first one to speak, “Well, I’ll just see you tomorrow then, Xing.” Yixing didn’t dare hide his disappointment but Kris only smiled and kissed him goodbye.
Luhan didn’t budge from his position and waited until Kris was out the field completely, laughing melodiously as he did so.
“Wow I can’t believe you hooked up with the leader…” Luhan finally said and scrutinized his bestfriend. Yixing merely turned crimson as he started looking around except Luhan. “It just happened,” Yixing mumbled and Luhan just nodded.
“I don’t know, Xing. Kris doesn’t seem to be the type of a responsible boyfriend when he has the whole team in his hands,” the latter continues at the same time he went his way out the field with Yixing. Yixing didn’t answer and just settled on watching the normal community citizens walk around the town instead.
“How come this community has everything without being found out…” he utters and Luhan obliged to answer that question, “It’s because everyone outside believed this place to be contaminated by high radiation level so no one dares enter the forest within miles. So people, or ordinary citizens, do the usual works for this town to live on while we plan for our attack. Besides, we’ll know immediately if we have a visitor from the surveillances.”
“I see,” says Yixing before thinking about the train that was supposed to lead under The Government’s main building.
“But don’t you think there is a blemish with Kris’ plans? I mean, The Government has known about the transit and they could’ve dissolved the rails.” Yixing speaks once more.
Luhan looks at his friend briefly before replying, “Kris had checked, reaching until he stopped right under the building. The rails were still there and proved to himself that he had led those fools to believe that the rails were gone already because of rust so The Government didn’t bother. You know that they have more complicated problems to attend to rather than rusted transit ways.”
Yixing then nodded in understanding as he realized how Kris couldn’t risk any flaws with his plan. They weren’t starting a war, they were preventing it and the careful they do it the better. Yixing now wonders how Kris would finish this all again.
“Anyways, what would you like for us to cook dinner tonight?” Luhan snaps him out of his reverie and Yixing only heaved a sigh, “Anything’s fine.”
Luhan nods and both went their way to their house.
It was days later when Yixing meets Kris again for the training. Though with progress, Yixing couldn’t still have the bull’s eye for the dummy sack behind another one. Kris always talked about angle and even if Yixing was smart to know the different geometry of it all, it was still hard to put it in action. Jongin was watching of course just behind their table.
“I guess Yixing just needs a little motivation, doesn’t he, Kris?” the tanned man suggests and both heads turned to look at him. Yixing cocked an eyebrow to understand Jongin’s point while Kris only nodded, “I think he does.”
Yixing turns back to Kris to ask what it was but the latter was already walking towards the dummies. Jongin just smiled while he gives a gun to Yixing.
“Shoot the person behind me, Xing. Imagine it a prey having me for a hostage,” Kris yells from his place as Yixing stared at him in horror while holding a gun. Jongin merely chuckled before he walks behind Yixing as audience.
“But I can’t imagine you being taken as hostage,” Yixing frowns and Kris just smiled, “Just do it. This is what Jongin meant by motivation anyway.”
Yixing gasps because he was afraid on shooting Kris anywhere, especially in the head where his lover would die instantly. But the look on Kris’ face was only confidence. And that made Yixing feel a little pressured. “Are you sure about this?” Yixing shouts back and Kris just closed his eyes and nodded.
Jongin then stepped beside him and made a quick lesson, “Hold it in right position, yes like that, and sway it in this angle where the pressure and precision is pressed on.” Jongin demonstrated it once more before leaving Yixing at his own fear.
Yixing stared at the gun and repeated the instruction repeatedly in his head, fearing on messing up especially Kris’ head. Shit now he just thinks of Kris’ head blowing up in his imaginable scenarios. He closes his eyes in concentration and breathes deeply. When he did open his eyes, the both of them just looked at each other.
Before they know it, Yixing had taken his aim and threw his arm in a perfect approach and pulled the trigger.
Kris didn’t blink an eye as he watched the bullet passes quickly in a spherical motion, not directing straight towards Kris but rounded at the side and eventually, landed on the dummy’s head right just behind Kris. Yixing then fires another one which startled Jongin a little bit.
It hit the dummy’s knee now.
Kris and Jongin just stared at Yixing consequently. The latter looked back and only shrugged, “Since I’ve done it right at the start, might just repeat it to make sure the man wouldn’t do anything stupid, right?”
Jongin then wrapped his arm around his shoulder and hissed, “You got another smartass here, Kris!” Yixing laughs at Jongin’s sudden clinginess while Kris approached them. “Yes, he is.” Kris answers as he grabs Yixing out of Jongin’s hold and pulled Yixing beside him holding his forearm. Jongin realized immediately what it meant, “I knew it. You had your eyes on him in the first place anyways.” He holds up his hands in surrender whereas Kris only smiled in response.
Yixing remained silent until Jongin ruffled his hair and then walked away to leave the two alone.
“Congratulations on passing the test,” Kris bit his partner’s ear and Yixing suddenly cringed. He looks up to see Kris and asks, “What was that? I mean, the way you talked to Jongin…”
“Oh, that,” Kris relaxes and eventually only laughed. He replied, “Just think of it as he’s a panther, I’m a lion, and you’re the prey.”
Yixing almost couldn’t believe what Kris said and denies, “Jongin has only been nice to me s-so don’t talk about him l-liking me-“
Kris shut him up with his mouth, and tongue in seconds later. “Stay the night in my place,” Kris whispers between their kiss before devouring Yixing yet again. Yixing couldn’t refuse anymore. For a mere second of touch, he had become Kris’.
Part 2