β. 008-b
shoot! ot4; sehun/krystal, kai/sulli. fluff, some action and fail crack all the way orz. r. 8379w.
summary: in which krystal is a secret agent and sehun goes zero-to-hero. plus, sulli and jongin are madly in love.
part i.
jongin is sprawled up on top of his bed in nothing but his underwear, eyes red and heavy with dark circles. sehun sits on his spinning chair, spinning mindlessly and creating a whirring sound amidst the depressing silence.
the dark skinned boy gets up from his position, sitting on the edge of his bed. "dude. what the fuck are we doing right now."
sehun shrugs. "i don't know."
"i can't believe we're just sitting here while my girlfriend is probably in grave danger and your super spy girlfriend is off kicking some ass!" he exclaims, kicking the air as if to describe his words.
sehun sighs. "krystal doesn't want both of us to be endangered as well. that'll cause more trouble and i don't want her to have it harder."
"but we're the men, sehun. we're supposed to be the one fighting bad guys and rescuing the pretty girls. we're not supposed to be depressed and lay around lifelessly in our underwear!"
"i'm sorry, but that's you," sehun scrunches up his nose, eyeing jongin's crotch. "and i'm not depressed okay, i'm trying to help here!"
"by sitting around and doing nothing? wow man, that's really helpful," jongin promptly rolls his eyes. sehun ignores his sarcastic means and looks down. jongin sighs. "sehun. you love krystal, right?"
sehun eyes him because what does that have to do with current situation, but sighs and answers, "of course i do."
"and i love sulli."
"yeah..."
"we both love our girlfriends," jongin says, sounding as serious as kim jongin can be, "and we don't want them to get hurt. we want to protect them. i want to rescue my sulli, and you want to help your krystal. so, what do you think?"
sehun thinks for a while, before eventually nodding in surrender. his best friend is right. he gets up from the chair. "get dressed and we'll go," he says.
jongin chuckles, hitting sehun's arm playfully. "i knew it. i knew that you'd do it for her."
"i'm doing this for you and sulli too."
"i know that too," jongin smiles. "thanks, man."
their fists collide and sehun smirks.
"anytime."
sehun parks his car in the same spot as two days ago in front of krystal's house. he presses the bell and a short while later, the lock clicks and the door opens, revealing a sharp looking young woman, looking surprised at his arrival but smiles nonetheless.
"hello, sehun. what are you doing here?" she asks. "krystal's not home."
"i know. but can we talk about it inside?"
the woman opens the door wide enough to let the boys in. sehun walks inside followed by jongin who bows at the woman, greeting her, "good day, eomonim."
"oh, please don't call me eomonim. i'm barely thirty," the woman says with a smile, and jongin furrows his eyebrows in confusion.
"wait, when did you give birth to krystal?"
"uh, i'm not krystal's mom?"
jongin's eyebrows are knit together and he shifts his gaze to sehun who replies, "victoria noona is some sort of a guardian for underaged agents from krystal's company. she handles information and machinery and stuff."
jongin is silent for a while. "so you're not krystal's mom?" victoria shakes her head. "then where are krystal's real parents?"
"out of country. they're part of a witness protection program," she says. "i just take care of her here. and by the way, what are you guys doing here?"
"do you know where krystal and her team went?" sehun asks. "number one boyfriend jongin here insists on helping her find sulli."
"the hq haven't really given a specific location, krystal and her team tracked the van in seoul, still. i think she kept her tracking device on, we can try and map it," victoria says. "it's in krystal's room. come on, let's go."
they go upstairs and victoria opens the locked door. it's just like any other girls' room; tidy, clean and smells nice. although on top of krystal's desk is sitting a really high-tech looking computer and a couple of gadgets, other things are normal.
"the password is 19OSO2114. you can use the computer right, sehun?" victoria asks and sehun nods. "okay, i'll be downstairs."
brushing his fingers against the top of the wooden table, sehun notices the gray kitty doll on the shelf above the table. he smiles before taking a seat in front of the computer. after typing the password, the black screen fades into a picture of krystal, sehun, jongin and sulli that was taken in the summer of their sophomore year of high school during their vacation to hawaii.
krystal has a spot soft too, sehun thinks as he opens the satellite program. on the screen is a map of seoul city, with little green dots in different places. sehun hovers the cursor over the only red dot on it, and a krystal's profile shows up.
bingo, he thinks. "she's in a warehouse in gwacheon... it's quite a long drive if we're gonna go there by car-"
"so? let's go now!" jongin yells, shooting up from krystal's bed. "if we want to get there faster, we need to now, sehun."
"but-"
"sehun. please."
sehun looks at jongin, and at the computer screen, and at the small, kitty doll on the shelf. its big eyes are staring at him, almost pleading, and he feels as if he can see krystal in those black eyes.
just wait a little bit for me.
it's surprisingly quiet and empty around the warehouse. no police cars, no black vans, no nothing. sehun parks his car behind a pile of crates and eyes the warehouse from the distance.
jongin asks, "should we get out?"
"i don't know yet. something dangerous might be waiting for us inside."
"yeah, but what if sulli and krystal are inside and safe and waiting for us too?"
sehun sighs. he seriously needs to learn where did jongin learn all of his persuasive talking. he clicks his seatbelt loose and exits the car, followed by jongin.
"fine, but we're checking through the window first."
so they checked through the west window of the warehouse. it was thankfully bright inside because of the sunlight that shone through the broken roof, dawning its ray upon a group of people in black in the middle of the room.
"sehun, there's sulli!" jongin whisper-yells, pointing at a girl seated in a chair, hands tied up behind the backrest, blindfolded and mouth gagged. "shit, what the fuck have they done to my baby... sehun, we need to get inside. do you see krystal?"
"i do," sehun's answer comes out as a whisper as he fixes his gaze at a chestnut haired girl in black, talking to the kidnappers with an angry look on her face. her words are inaudible, but he can almost read her lips. "i think they're threatening her with sulli-"
"sehun! we need to get inside!"
"no, wait-"
jongin loses it when one of the kidnappers encircle his arm around sulli's neck, hand holding a knife. jongin rushes over to the front door of the warehouse, and sehun follows, trying to stop his best friend before he does something stupid.
but it's too late.
jongin kicks the door open and everyone snaps their head towards their direction, shocked. he's standing there, panting and anxious and angry as he yells, "don't touch my girlfriend, you creep!"
sulli, hearing the very familiar voice, shouts, "jongin?!"
sehun follows jongin inside soon after, heart thumping so loud due to nervousness, standing beside his best friend as he stares at krystal, who stares at him confused, and he mouths, i'm going to get us out of here.
he's not sure if krystal catches it, but he sees a faint smile on her face before another one of the kidnapper captures her, a knife against her neck. krystal's teammates aim their guns at their direction, but they seem like they don't care, for they know if they dare shoot, then krystal and sulli both go down with them.
"oh-ho, knights to the rescue, eh?" the kidnapper says with a sinister voice like villains in animes. "how are you gonna rescue her now, lover boy?"
"one step closer," says the guy behind sulli, playing with the knife on his hand, "and i won't hesitate to slit your girlfriend's throat-"
"you fucker!" jongin yells. he turns to sehun, who remains blank in the situation. he whispers, "sehun, what are you doing? what are we gonna do?"
sehun takes a deep breath. "i'm thinking about it," his eyes flit over from sulli, to the agents, and to krystal, who mouths, no. "you still got that gun from victoria noona?" he asks jongin, who then nods. he explains something in hushed whispers, interrupted by the kidnapper who yells, "stop whispering!"
sehun stops. jongin takes a step back. he proceeds to raise his arms, very, very slowly, as sehun quietly counts down. one... two...
three.
jongin pulls out a black pistol and shoots the kidnapper behind sulli in the head, the proximity of the bullet causing sulli to scream as she feels the arms around her neck weaken. jongin runs over to his girlfriend, wiping off the drops of blood on her cheek.
"baby, baby, it's me," jongin says, breathless as he pulls the gag and blindfold off. "are you okay?"
"no, i'm not!" sulli cries, sobbing as her boyfriend brushes her cheek gently. "but i'm glad you're here, i can't imagine not seeing you again-"
jongin smiles, relieved. "me too, baby. me too," he says, kissing her blood-stained cheek before proceeding to untie her wrists and legs, the other secret agents rushing to their aid.
everyone's attention is on the kidnapper with krystal now, knife blade pressed dangerously close to her neck.
"come one step closer and she's dead," the kidnapper threatens, laughing maniacally.
sehun gives krystal a worried look, but she shakes her head. watch, she mouths, before lifting her long leg up backwards, kicking the kidnapper square on the crotch. he lets out a ridiculous, girly scream, letting krystal go of his hold and as she struggles out of it, his blade scratches against her cheek, leaving a long, fresh scar across the expanse of skin.
krystal, in pain, puts her gloved hand on her scar, feeling the blood streaming through the gaps of her finger as she tries to breathe. it gives quite some time for the kidnapper to recover from the pain in his groin and he lifts his arm, blade shining in the air.
but sehun is quick to react, he grabs the kidnapper's arm and tries to snatch the knife with his hand, blade digging into the skin of his palms as he manages to pull it out of the kidnapper's grip, and throws it aside.
he wrestles with the kidnapper for a good few minutes, until jongin yells at krystal's teammates, "what the fuck are you doing? help him, fools!"
i got this, sehun thinks as he lands the final punch, square up kidnapper's nose. blood streams out of his nostrils and he falls down, and sehun leaves him for the secret agents to take care of.
he stands there, panting, until jongin pats his shoulder. "you were awesome, man," he tells sehun.
"i wasn't the one who shot a kidnapper in the head," sehun smiles at his best friend, as he sees jongin carries sulli out of the warehouse.
"he's right, you know," another familiar voice says, and sehun turns around to see krystal, smiling faintly at him.
sehun rushes to her, who throws herself into his arms. he wipes the blood off her cheek - which was no use since his own palm is bleeding - as they gather their breaths, tired smiles on their faces.
"i was counting on you to do something stupid," krystal pants, "and i'm glad you did."
sehun chuckles, before hugging krystal once again, reassuring himself that she's in his arms now, safe and sound.
after a week of going in and out of the hospital, the four teenagers are back in shape. the school had freaked out when they heard sulli was kidnapped and krystal was a secret agent, and the news about jongin and sehun saving the day pretty much tops all of it. thanks to krystal's company, though, the news stays with the school board and some other people involved. in other news, one of the kidnappers who is alive (since jongin shot one in the head; he got a long lecture from the company about reckless use of weaponry because of that) spilled about their leader, who created the plan. he’s some sort of crazy dude who has a grudge on the government because of some unsolved cases, and now they’re all thrown to jail.
all, is finally well.
"good thing your company don't have some sort of mind-erasing policy like in the movies," jongin jokes when they're hanging out in sulli's room.
krystal doesn't laugh.
"wait, please don't tell me they do."
this time, krystal laughs. "no, they don't. i think they know you guys can keep a secret."
"well, isn't that what best friends are for?" sulli says, hugging krystal warmly. "so, my best friend is also my bodyguard. what the fuck, i don't need a bodyguard. i only need krystal jung, my best friend in the whole world!"
"so, only sehun knew the whole time?" jongin asks.
"well, yeah. he's my boyfriend, so i had to tell him," krystal says, leaning against sehun's back. "he freaked out when i showed him i had a gun."
everybody laughs, but sehun just stays quiet. he looks at krystal, but she's still laughing, so he just smiles. but the question hasn't really gone away, yet.
it still hasn't two days later when they're back in school.
sehun is putting his english book back in his locker when krystal leans against the locker next to his.
"hey," she greets. krystal is back to normal now, though her intimidating demeanor has lessen a bit. the scar on her cheek is still visible, but sehun still thinks she's pretty. she always is.
he turns to smile at her. "hey."
"are you going to get lunch now?"
"obviously."
krystal bangs the locker door shut just when sehun pulls his head out of it. she smiles innocently to a very shocked sehun and tugs at the sleeve of his jacket. "let's go."
as they walk through the hallways, people stare and whisper, making sehun feel really awkward. he clears his throat even though it's fine, and shakes off krystal's hand from his sleeve and grabs hold of it instead.
they stop at their track.
"krystal," sehun says, turning to face the girl. she looks up at him, waiting for him to say whatever he is going to say. "we haven't really established this... but now that sulli and everybody knows you're a secret agent, what about me?"
krystal snorts. "what do you mean what about you?"
"i don't know. this," sehun says, squeezing her fingers in his hold. "is this real or not?"
krystal freezes for a bit, looking into sehun's eyes until he looks down and licks his lips nervously. he always does that, krystal remembers, that nervous habit was the one that made her mistook him for knowing her secret identity.
she chuckles inwardly as she puts a hand on sehun's cheek and pulls him into a kiss.
it's just a brief kiss, lips against lips, and krystal just lightly sucks sehun's bottom lip before she pulls away, leaving sehun flushed, embarrassed and curious and confused.
"wha-" he stammers, once again running his tongue along his bottom lip, "what was that for?"
"was that real enough for you?"
sehun stares dumbfoundedly at krystal, who is pouting shyly. a stupid smile cracks upon his face. “does that mean-?”
“yeah, yeah,” krystal waves it off, not wanting to hear anything regarding their newfound relationship. “i’m your girlfriend, alright.”
he smirks. “you’ve been since two weeks ago, haven’t you?”
“no, it was fake,” krystal shrugs. “but i have, started to develop feelings for you, since, i don’t know, three months ago?”
sehun is caught off guard for a second there, staring blankly at krystal again before she hits him on the arm and drags him down the hallway. “don’t get too flattered,” she mutters.
“i’m not, just… happy,” sehun says, glee apparent in his voice. as they make way through the cafeteria, they see jongin and sulli waving at them from their usual table.
“so, guys. sulli’s parents thought about giving us some r&r after the whole kidnapping thing,” jongin explains over lunch. “what do you guys think about the bahamas?”
“or bali, it’s beautiful too,” sulli says, pushing the catalogue towards sehun and krystal.”
“bali, duh. you know that drama, something happened in bali? it’ll be nice to have an exciting, dramatic story like that,” krystal grins playfully.
“well, i’ve had enough with dramas,” sehun says. “i’d go anywhere if it’s with you guys.”
jongin exchanges a weirded-out look with sulli, before turning to krystal. “yah, krystal jung. what did you do to him? why is he suddenly so sappy?”
krystal shrugs. “i don’t know, isn’t he always?”
“dude, what’s gotten in to you?”
sehun just shakes his head as he takes a potato chip into his mouth, smiling knowingly as he chews. he thinks it’s best if he shuts up, since he knows if he speaks, he might say something cheesy again and his friends will probably laugh at him. but he knows now, it doesn’t matter if he leads the dullest or most exciting life, as long as he has jongin and sulli and krystal, it’s perfect.
an: omg sorry i know i suck at endings like really bad so i'm very very very sorry because this is am 8K words fic and usually after 4K i just lose it. anyway excuse me for the lapslock, idk why but i feel more comfortable writing in lapslock these days bc my fingers are getting kind of lazy? lol now let me just go kms alright.