The Secret Reunion (4/8) [NC-17]
Title: "The Secret Reunion" (4/8)
Fandom: K-pop/SHINee
Genre: Action/Adventure/Romance
Pairing: OnTae (Onew/Taemin)
Rating: NC-17 (blood, violence, sex, oh yeahs)
Word Count: >2000
Summary: Lee Jinki is a clumsy but well-meaning agent for the South Korean National Intelligence Service (NIS). Lee Taemin is a protegé of the Shadow, a seasoned and bloodthirsty North Korean assassin. When a job goes wrong for both men, their respective agencies and nations abandon them. Six years later, a union is formed as the two pretend not to know each other, hoping to use the other to achieve their own ends.
The two men stepped out of the jeep and glanced around at the buildings surrounding them. Finally, Jinki spoke. "Okay...you go in that direction, and I'll go in this direction. Call me if you find her, okay?" he said confidently, blinking when he was met with nothing but silence. "...Did you hear me? Yoojin-ssi?" he asked, turning around and glaring as he saw the other a good fifty yards away. "He didn't even listen to me," he sighed as he walked down the opposite street, scanning the shops he passed for the teenage girl they were looking for today. Her parents had been worried about her for almost two weeks, and he hoped they'd be able to locate her soon.
At the next intersection he glanced to his right, then his left, pausing as he thought he saw a familiar-looking face in a store window. He walked toward the shop and glanced down at the picture of the girl in his hand. 'It's definitely her,' he thought as he hurried into the shop, spotting the girl under a table. "Hey! Come on, just come with me...your parents have been worried sick, you know?" he said with a heavy sigh, as the girl had already started running away from him. 'Why is it always like this..?' he thought to himself as he ran out of the shop after her and met with Yoojin who must have heard the girl's shriek. They chased her down a back alley, but after a few moments Yoojin turned and ran down a side street. 'Where the hell is he going..?' Jinki thought as he turned and jogged after him, blinking in confusion as the other stopped in his tracks.
"Boss...why are you following me?" asked the younger, and Jinki honestly didn't know the answer.
"Uh...right," he said stupidly, turning and hurrying back after the girl. He dodged down another side street that looked like it might be a shortcut.
In the meantime, Yoojin had finally caught up with the girl and, instead of grabbing her or forcing her to stop, simply started talking. "You should stop this...you're only going to tire yourself out this way," he said with a concerned glance at the teenager. She looked to be almost an adult, really, but still she was too young to be wandering the world by herself. 'Then again,' he thought with a frown, 'there are others who have been forced to do that at a much younger age.' He thought of the little boy again, and the little baby girl, but shook his head to clear his thoughts. By the time he'd done so, though, he realized that the girl had tripped and fallen over something...well, someone. Well, Lee Jinki. The older man groaned as he lay there on the ground; the girl must have hit him while she was running full force for him to be hurting. Yoojin reached out his hand to help both of them up, but his boss didn't take it. He stood and grabbed the girl's arm, leading her back toward the jeep and huffing slightly, muttering things under his breath about disrespectful children and distracting...something. Yoojin lost his focus as he saw the elder pull out a pair of handcuffs and attach the girl to the handle above the door. As they were riding back toward the girl's home, Yoojin finally sighed and turned to his boss. "Are those really necessary?" he asked and nodded back toward the handcuffs.
"She could get away while we're stopped. If that happens, we won't find her again," Jinki said simply as if he wasn't riding around like some old weirdo with a teenage girl imprisoned in the back seat of his car.
At the next opportunity, Jinki pulled the jeep over and got out, beckoning Yoojin with his hand to follow him. The other did so reluctantly, glancing back at the girl before getting out and walking over to the side of the bridge they were parked on, where Jinki was standing. It took a few moments for the older man to speak, but finally he turned and fixed Yoojin with a gaze similar to the look a reluctantly patient teacher would give a rowdy pupil.
"Yoojin-ssi," he began with a sigh, raising his hand to block the sun's blinding rays so he could look at the other properly. The sun framing his silhouette made him look more intense than usual...almost divine. Jinki cleared his throat and continued. "It's our first day working together...must you really make it unpleasant by questioning my authority?" he asked in a way that was equal parts hope and condescension.
"That child has committed no crimes...we're not cops, and she's not a prisoner. Please treat her humanely," the younger said with a quiet determination in his tone. He wasn't going to participate in this business if this was how Jinki operated.
"Did I beat her, or swear at her? Absolutely not," said the other with a frown, his eyebrows coming together slightly as he got a little frustrated with the other's insistence that he wasn't being humane or whatever. "I have pride, too...I'm not torturing her; I'm just making sure that she doesn't get away."
Yoojin rolled his eyes at that; he couldn't help it. "Is putting her in cuffs any better?"
Several moments passed where both men refused to look away from the other, but finally with a heavy sigh Jinki pulled a ring of keys from his pocket and pulled off a tiny silver one, handing it over. "There," he said and turned toward the water, shaking his head slightly. "Yoojin-ssi...you cannot begin to understand what it is that we're doing in our line of work," he said solemnly as he stared out at the sun's reflection on the lake. "There is a da--" He was interrupted by the sound of a car door. "What the...you little brat, you should listen when an adult is talking," he grumbled as he walked back around to the driver's side and got in to find Yoojin unlocking the girl's cuffs. "You could have done that while we were moving!" he cried in frustration as he started the jeep again and drove off.
//
The lock beeped, and two young men walked into a dimly lit, small apartment.
"Here it is...it's not much, but it's livable," Jinki said as he motioned for Yoojin to make himself at home. "This is my office, but it's comfortable enough to stay; you can have the downstairs, and I'll take the upstairs," he said and walked over to the staircase, turning and fixing the other with a bit of an anxious gaze. "Um...please don't come up," he said awkwardly before ascending to the little balcony area so he could get ready for bed...if he could even hope to sleep with a killer living just twenty feet away from him.
Jinki peered through the railing to the downstairs office area where the young Park Yoojin was still getting settled. He glanced back at his ceiling so as not to be suspicious, then looked down again only to gasp audibly at the other staring back up at him. He rolled over on his futon and sighed. 'God, I can't believe I'm putting myself through this...and all for honor,' he thought with a carefully suppressed groan. Suddenly, he heard shifting from below and footsteps walking toward the stairs. He rose quickly and crept toward the staircase, descending silently and listening as the front door was opened swiftly, then closed again just a moment later. He could hear Yoojin making his way back toward his position, so he quickly went back upstairs and threw himself on his futon as quietly as possible, eyes wide and adrenalin flowing freely through his veins as he thought about what a close call he'd just had. Should he be keeping a gun or something by his bed? Oh, he no longer had a gun...right. Besides, it would just make that damn commie's job of killing him easier.
He peeked over the edge of his little balcony and stared down at the sofa where the other lay, wondering how he could look so damned innocent when Jinki knew very well that he'd killed many men and probably done worse. Besides, he was a Northerner; enough said. The ex-agent's eyes widened as he watched the other get up once more, grab his jacket, and walk toward the door. He slipped downstairs again and waited until he heard the door's lock beep before stepping into the hall. "Where the hell has he run off to so late..? Gone to meet the Shadow and tell him about me?" he wondered aloud, his mind working its hardest to drive him quickly into panic mode. "Oh God, what if he brings him back here tonight?" he said to himself, his eyes widening dramatically as he hurried to his closet and started pulling out anything that looked like it could bludgeon someone to death. All he came out with was a random golf club and a back scratcher thing; he began swinging the club around like a madman, striking the back of his sofa and sighing heavily when the cheap device nearly bent in half. "That's not going to do the job..." he huffed. Ah, what about hand-to-hand combat? He was really good with that sort of thing, and if he could just get the Shadow's gun away he could probably beat the old bastard to a bloody pulp. Yeah, that could work...he started swinging his arms and kicking out at an imaginary adversary, crying out with each punch and shifting around so as to make himself a more difficult "target". He turned and stood still by the stairs, pausing before turning again as if at a sound from behind. "Oh, there you are...and you brought a guest?" he said calmly, before suddenly leaping forward in "attack". He grabbed the handcuffs from the counter and slipped one on his wrist, trying to figure out what he'd do with the incapacitated killers once he'd dealt with them. "Maybe...ah, here, the pipe," he said and hooked the other cuff around a thin pipe that jutted out from the wall beside his kitchen...probably for hot water or something like that. He fastened the cuff with a satisfying 'click', then pulled a bit to make sure it would hold. Sure enough, the pipe didn't budge. 'Now just to get out of these and wait for them to walk in the door,' he thought as he stuck his free hand in his pocket for the key...where was it again?
"Oh no...that damn kid," he groaned, hitting his head against the wall. He'd given the key to Yoojin, so he could pretend to be all "humane" and stuff. Stupid Northerner...Jinki stepped carefully around the kitchen counter and looked around for something he could use to get himself out of this.
After half an hour of failed attempts at escape, he sank to the floor by his front door, breathing heavily from exertion and feeling utterly beaten by a simple set of handcuffs.
It was going to be a long night.
//
Yoojin paid the attendant and walked back to one of the many computers filling the small, dark room of the computer station. He opened the e-mail application and hit "compose", typing in his contact's username and then his own, with "New Information" as his subject. He began filling in what he knew of Lee Jinki, including the fact that he'd infiltrated the NIS agent's defenses as his employee and was searching diligently for the traitor Taesoon's whereabouts. He finished the e-mail and sat back in his seat, closing his eyes and dozing as he waited for a reply. He'd wait all night if he had to.
//
The next morning saw a disappointed Yoojin opening the door to the apartment and walking into a scene of utter chaos; items such as a broken umbrella, a bent golf club, a back scratcher, and a kitchen knife lay strewn across the floor, and in the middle of them sat a rather flustered-looking Lee Jinki. It was almost amusing how the other got up so fast when he walked in, like he was expecting something terrible to happen with his arrival. "Where were you all night?" he was asked like some rebellious teen, but he wasn't in the mood to put up with questioning at the moment. He walked past the other and went to grab his bag, figuring they had a whole day of work ahead of them, when he was stopped by the other's voice.
"Um...Yoojin-ssi, I was just testing these and I realized you still have...um, could you give me the key?" Jinki stammered and stared at the other's back hoping he wasn't about to be killed for his own stupidity in some terrible karma-is-a-bitch scenario. His eyes widened as the other turned and began to walk toward him, and he backed up a bit. "N-No, just throw it!" he called, but by then Yoojin was already by his side, somehow towering over his tired form as he gently took his wrist and unlocked the cuff binding it, letting it go slowly and stepping back just a bit to stare down at him. Jinki released the breath he hadn't known he was holding, swallowing hard and trying not to look at the other's eyes. It was Yoojin who broke the silence.
"So, what are we doing today?"
A/N: So, here we start to see a little more interaction between the boys, and Jinki's getting a little flustered methinks. ;) Next chapter should bring about more camaraderie between the two, and maybe even a little something extra if I can make it make sense. XD I feel like I need to watch the movie again to get the time line straight lol.
Hope you all enjoy, and don't forget to leave a comment if you like it! <3
Fandom: K-pop/SHINee
Genre: Action/Adventure/Romance
Pairing: OnTae (Onew/Taemin)
Rating: NC-17 (blood, violence, sex, oh yeahs)
Word Count: >2000
Summary: Lee Jinki is a clumsy but well-meaning agent for the South Korean National Intelligence Service (NIS). Lee Taemin is a protegé of the Shadow, a seasoned and bloodthirsty North Korean assassin. When a job goes wrong for both men, their respective agencies and nations abandon them. Six years later, a union is formed as the two pretend not to know each other, hoping to use the other to achieve their own ends.
The two men stepped out of the jeep and glanced around at the buildings surrounding them. Finally, Jinki spoke. "Okay...you go in that direction, and I'll go in this direction. Call me if you find her, okay?" he said confidently, blinking when he was met with nothing but silence. "...Did you hear me? Yoojin-ssi?" he asked, turning around and glaring as he saw the other a good fifty yards away. "He didn't even listen to me," he sighed as he walked down the opposite street, scanning the shops he passed for the teenage girl they were looking for today. Her parents had been worried about her for almost two weeks, and he hoped they'd be able to locate her soon.
At the next intersection he glanced to his right, then his left, pausing as he thought he saw a familiar-looking face in a store window. He walked toward the shop and glanced down at the picture of the girl in his hand. 'It's definitely her,' he thought as he hurried into the shop, spotting the girl under a table. "Hey! Come on, just come with me...your parents have been worried sick, you know?" he said with a heavy sigh, as the girl had already started running away from him. 'Why is it always like this..?' he thought to himself as he ran out of the shop after her and met with Yoojin who must have heard the girl's shriek. They chased her down a back alley, but after a few moments Yoojin turned and ran down a side street. 'Where the hell is he going..?' Jinki thought as he turned and jogged after him, blinking in confusion as the other stopped in his tracks.
"Boss...why are you following me?" asked the younger, and Jinki honestly didn't know the answer.
"Uh...right," he said stupidly, turning and hurrying back after the girl. He dodged down another side street that looked like it might be a shortcut.
In the meantime, Yoojin had finally caught up with the girl and, instead of grabbing her or forcing her to stop, simply started talking. "You should stop this...you're only going to tire yourself out this way," he said with a concerned glance at the teenager. She looked to be almost an adult, really, but still she was too young to be wandering the world by herself. 'Then again,' he thought with a frown, 'there are others who have been forced to do that at a much younger age.' He thought of the little boy again, and the little baby girl, but shook his head to clear his thoughts. By the time he'd done so, though, he realized that the girl had tripped and fallen over something...well, someone. Well, Lee Jinki. The older man groaned as he lay there on the ground; the girl must have hit him while she was running full force for him to be hurting. Yoojin reached out his hand to help both of them up, but his boss didn't take it. He stood and grabbed the girl's arm, leading her back toward the jeep and huffing slightly, muttering things under his breath about disrespectful children and distracting...something. Yoojin lost his focus as he saw the elder pull out a pair of handcuffs and attach the girl to the handle above the door. As they were riding back toward the girl's home, Yoojin finally sighed and turned to his boss. "Are those really necessary?" he asked and nodded back toward the handcuffs.
"She could get away while we're stopped. If that happens, we won't find her again," Jinki said simply as if he wasn't riding around like some old weirdo with a teenage girl imprisoned in the back seat of his car.
At the next opportunity, Jinki pulled the jeep over and got out, beckoning Yoojin with his hand to follow him. The other did so reluctantly, glancing back at the girl before getting out and walking over to the side of the bridge they were parked on, where Jinki was standing. It took a few moments for the older man to speak, but finally he turned and fixed Yoojin with a gaze similar to the look a reluctantly patient teacher would give a rowdy pupil.
"Yoojin-ssi," he began with a sigh, raising his hand to block the sun's blinding rays so he could look at the other properly. The sun framing his silhouette made him look more intense than usual...almost divine. Jinki cleared his throat and continued. "It's our first day working together...must you really make it unpleasant by questioning my authority?" he asked in a way that was equal parts hope and condescension.
"That child has committed no crimes...we're not cops, and she's not a prisoner. Please treat her humanely," the younger said with a quiet determination in his tone. He wasn't going to participate in this business if this was how Jinki operated.
"Did I beat her, or swear at her? Absolutely not," said the other with a frown, his eyebrows coming together slightly as he got a little frustrated with the other's insistence that he wasn't being humane or whatever. "I have pride, too...I'm not torturing her; I'm just making sure that she doesn't get away."
Yoojin rolled his eyes at that; he couldn't help it. "Is putting her in cuffs any better?"
Several moments passed where both men refused to look away from the other, but finally with a heavy sigh Jinki pulled a ring of keys from his pocket and pulled off a tiny silver one, handing it over. "There," he said and turned toward the water, shaking his head slightly. "Yoojin-ssi...you cannot begin to understand what it is that we're doing in our line of work," he said solemnly as he stared out at the sun's reflection on the lake. "There is a da--" He was interrupted by the sound of a car door. "What the...you little brat, you should listen when an adult is talking," he grumbled as he walked back around to the driver's side and got in to find Yoojin unlocking the girl's cuffs. "You could have done that while we were moving!" he cried in frustration as he started the jeep again and drove off.
//
The lock beeped, and two young men walked into a dimly lit, small apartment.
"Here it is...it's not much, but it's livable," Jinki said as he motioned for Yoojin to make himself at home. "This is my office, but it's comfortable enough to stay; you can have the downstairs, and I'll take the upstairs," he said and walked over to the staircase, turning and fixing the other with a bit of an anxious gaze. "Um...please don't come up," he said awkwardly before ascending to the little balcony area so he could get ready for bed...if he could even hope to sleep with a killer living just twenty feet away from him.
Jinki peered through the railing to the downstairs office area where the young Park Yoojin was still getting settled. He glanced back at his ceiling so as not to be suspicious, then looked down again only to gasp audibly at the other staring back up at him. He rolled over on his futon and sighed. 'God, I can't believe I'm putting myself through this...and all for honor,' he thought with a carefully suppressed groan. Suddenly, he heard shifting from below and footsteps walking toward the stairs. He rose quickly and crept toward the staircase, descending silently and listening as the front door was opened swiftly, then closed again just a moment later. He could hear Yoojin making his way back toward his position, so he quickly went back upstairs and threw himself on his futon as quietly as possible, eyes wide and adrenalin flowing freely through his veins as he thought about what a close call he'd just had. Should he be keeping a gun or something by his bed? Oh, he no longer had a gun...right. Besides, it would just make that damn commie's job of killing him easier.
He peeked over the edge of his little balcony and stared down at the sofa where the other lay, wondering how he could look so damned innocent when Jinki knew very well that he'd killed many men and probably done worse. Besides, he was a Northerner; enough said. The ex-agent's eyes widened as he watched the other get up once more, grab his jacket, and walk toward the door. He slipped downstairs again and waited until he heard the door's lock beep before stepping into the hall. "Where the hell has he run off to so late..? Gone to meet the Shadow and tell him about me?" he wondered aloud, his mind working its hardest to drive him quickly into panic mode. "Oh God, what if he brings him back here tonight?" he said to himself, his eyes widening dramatically as he hurried to his closet and started pulling out anything that looked like it could bludgeon someone to death. All he came out with was a random golf club and a back scratcher thing; he began swinging the club around like a madman, striking the back of his sofa and sighing heavily when the cheap device nearly bent in half. "That's not going to do the job..." he huffed. Ah, what about hand-to-hand combat? He was really good with that sort of thing, and if he could just get the Shadow's gun away he could probably beat the old bastard to a bloody pulp. Yeah, that could work...he started swinging his arms and kicking out at an imaginary adversary, crying out with each punch and shifting around so as to make himself a more difficult "target". He turned and stood still by the stairs, pausing before turning again as if at a sound from behind. "Oh, there you are...and you brought a guest?" he said calmly, before suddenly leaping forward in "attack". He grabbed the handcuffs from the counter and slipped one on his wrist, trying to figure out what he'd do with the incapacitated killers once he'd dealt with them. "Maybe...ah, here, the pipe," he said and hooked the other cuff around a thin pipe that jutted out from the wall beside his kitchen...probably for hot water or something like that. He fastened the cuff with a satisfying 'click', then pulled a bit to make sure it would hold. Sure enough, the pipe didn't budge. 'Now just to get out of these and wait for them to walk in the door,' he thought as he stuck his free hand in his pocket for the key...where was it again?
"Oh no...that damn kid," he groaned, hitting his head against the wall. He'd given the key to Yoojin, so he could pretend to be all "humane" and stuff. Stupid Northerner...Jinki stepped carefully around the kitchen counter and looked around for something he could use to get himself out of this.
After half an hour of failed attempts at escape, he sank to the floor by his front door, breathing heavily from exertion and feeling utterly beaten by a simple set of handcuffs.
It was going to be a long night.
//
Yoojin paid the attendant and walked back to one of the many computers filling the small, dark room of the computer station. He opened the e-mail application and hit "compose", typing in his contact's username and then his own, with "New Information" as his subject. He began filling in what he knew of Lee Jinki, including the fact that he'd infiltrated the NIS agent's defenses as his employee and was searching diligently for the traitor Taesoon's whereabouts. He finished the e-mail and sat back in his seat, closing his eyes and dozing as he waited for a reply. He'd wait all night if he had to.
//
The next morning saw a disappointed Yoojin opening the door to the apartment and walking into a scene of utter chaos; items such as a broken umbrella, a bent golf club, a back scratcher, and a kitchen knife lay strewn across the floor, and in the middle of them sat a rather flustered-looking Lee Jinki. It was almost amusing how the other got up so fast when he walked in, like he was expecting something terrible to happen with his arrival. "Where were you all night?" he was asked like some rebellious teen, but he wasn't in the mood to put up with questioning at the moment. He walked past the other and went to grab his bag, figuring they had a whole day of work ahead of them, when he was stopped by the other's voice.
"Um...Yoojin-ssi, I was just testing these and I realized you still have...um, could you give me the key?" Jinki stammered and stared at the other's back hoping he wasn't about to be killed for his own stupidity in some terrible karma-is-a-bitch scenario. His eyes widened as the other turned and began to walk toward him, and he backed up a bit. "N-No, just throw it!" he called, but by then Yoojin was already by his side, somehow towering over his tired form as he gently took his wrist and unlocked the cuff binding it, letting it go slowly and stepping back just a bit to stare down at him. Jinki released the breath he hadn't known he was holding, swallowing hard and trying not to look at the other's eyes. It was Yoojin who broke the silence.
"So, what are we doing today?"
A/N: So, here we start to see a little more interaction between the boys, and Jinki's getting a little flustered methinks. ;) Next chapter should bring about more camaraderie between the two, and maybe even a little something extra if I can make it make sense. XD I feel like I need to watch the movie again to get the time line straight lol.
Hope you all enjoy, and don't forget to leave a comment if you like it! <3