Where were you all my life? 19/?
Summary:
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Jung Yunho is a cop specialized in domestic violence and sex crimes. During the chase of a sex offender he found himself thrown in a bigger investigation involving a paedophile/mafia man named Kim Jaejoong. As if that wasn’t enough he’s being framed for the murder of the sex offender and the mafia is blackmailing him with the evidence on his innocence to do one job for them: kill Jaejoong. Why? Because even the mafia wants him to bring down Kim Jaejoong.
And so their paths collided.
Warnings: mention rape and abuse, some violence, smut.
Pairings: Yunjae, little hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1 - Jaejoong Intro, Chapter 2 - Attempted Rape, Chapter 3 - Payback Rape, Chapter 4 - Yunho Intro, Chapter 5 - Yunho Intro, Chapter 6 - Framed and Blackmailed, Chapter 7 - Framed and Blackmailed, Chapter 8 - Aftermath, Chapter 9 - Method of Interrogation A, Chapter 10 - Method of Interrogation B, Chapter 11 - Unexpected Rescue, Chapter 12 - Talk and Re-enact, Chapter 13 - Surprises, Chapter 14 - Something Changes, Chapter 15 - I Remember Friday, Chapter 16 - Wet Dreams, Chapter 17 - Sweet Surrender Y, Chapter 18 - Sweet Surrender J, …
CHAPTER 19 - MORNING AFTER
Jaejoong heard some noise and cursed. “No, I’m sleeping. Let me sleep.” He was deliciously warm. His body was sore but he felt incredibly relaxed, as if he had no bones. He stretched a little in his usual catlike way, thinking that his bed had never felt so soft and so warm. Then his eyes flew open and he practically jumped to the other side of the bed. “Bloody hell! What the fuck?” The cell phone at his desk rang again. He half ran, half stumbled to answer his phone.
-Yes! - He answered with a breathy voice.
-Jae? Are you ok?
-Yes, yes. What is it Su? Why are you calling me on my cell phone?
-It’s almost time to leave. I noticed you left the house phone of your room in the corridor last night. We are downstairs already, just missing our Mr. Thumper. Were you still sleeping?
-Ah, yes. Yeahh, I was.
He paused and looked at the bed.
-Look, wait for me downstairs. I’ll join you guys soon. And get Mr. Thumper. I want him at the breakfast table.
-Ok.
The business man shook his head in disbelief, trying to clear his thoughts. But the naked man in his bed, the dried come on his stomach and the way it had hurt to walk to his desk left no doubt to what happened.
“Oh, crap. I didn’t, did I? Not again. What is it with that man that I can’t control myself? Fuck. I can’t believe this. Talk about awkward. And talk about great sex. Holly shit! I can’t even decide what was best: fucking him or having him up my ass. Damn, that guy knows how to fuck! My legs are still shaking.”
The slim man stood naked, running his hand in his hair, silently staring at the tall muscular body in his bed. With a final shake of his head he went to have a bath. Walking was a strange experience, bordering on painful. “Ouch! Why the hell is he so big? Was he trying for a third leg or something? That was one of the best preps I ever had and I’m still as sore as if I had no prep at all. Did I fall asleep with him still inside me or something? And... Huh? What is this? I have come on my thighs? But… Shit! No condom! I didn’t even remember to put on a fucking condom. Ah! What the hell, Kim Jaejoong. What is the matter with you? Fuck this. I’m behaving like some horny hormonal teenager around that guy. First wet dreams and now unprotected sex. Awesome. What next? I’m going to marry him just cause his ass is tight or cause of his big dick? Fucking hell! Focus! Get your mind out of the gutter.”
When Jaejoong was bathed and dressed, he got some new clothes for his bedroom guest and decided it was time to wake him up.
...
Yunho was feeling good, in fact, he hadn’t felt this good in a long time. That’s why when a hand touched his shoulder he just turned on his side to sleep some more while mumbling under his breath:
-Dad, let me sleep. Go away.
But the sudden movement woke up him, pain immediately shooting his nerves.
-God! What?
-Wake up.
Yunho turned again in search of the source of that voice. More slowly this time. It was the beautiful face in front of him plus the sudden sharp pain in his ass that clicked his memory. Still he couldn't help make a very surprised and confused face. The confused face turned into an embarrassed one when he noticed he was stark naked in full view of the dressed man next to him. He instinctively cupped his sex to hide it. Looking away from Jaejoong and down at his body he was met with traces of dried semen on his stomach and thighs. There were also very obvious tracks of fingernails on the inside of his legs. Yunho felt himself die of shame, his mind refusing the evidence of what he had allowed to happen and with whom. He closed his eyes and wished he was anywhere else in the world except in this room.
-Ok, go take a bath. There are already clothes in the bathroom. Hurry up if you want breakfast.
Jaejoong observed the tall man as he seemed to come to grips with where he was. It was rather obvious that he was still in considerable pain from the beatings. And certainly from their nightly activities too. Jaejoong knew he had been anything but gentle. “Unlike how he was with me.” The shorter man forced himself to go sit at his desk and pretend to read a magazine. He had more than noticed how the other man was embarrassed and he had no intention of making things even more awkward for both of them.
Soon the corner of his eyes registered Yunho’s legs moving slowly for the bathroom. A big part of him felt pride that the man had a limp. A little part of him tried to express concern. He ignored the little part. He could not afford himself to go soft over someone that was, technically and to all effects, his prisoner. It was already bad enough what had happened on that bed. Twice.
When the bruised man was out of sight, he breathed in relief and leaned his head on the back of the chair. “Ok, so, we have established that I am crazy insanely stupidly fucking physically attracted to this man and can’t really hide it or control it. Oh, and I am a sadistic asshole and he actually seems to feel pleasure with that. Jesus! Of all the things, why is it that he… Ah! I'm going to go crazy! He was the one who pulled me on top of him. Still can’t believe that. He liked it when I hurt him. How? And why did I want to hurt him? I still want to sink my nails in his skin and bite him. He liked it. Crazy. Could he have liked it Friday too? No. I don’t think so. He couldn't, could he? Anyway, I'm pretty sure he hated it when I pushed myself down his throat. Ok, no, no, no. Don’t think about that. Don’t remember that stupid wet dream or those stupid fantasies that led you to have sex with him. God! A lot of those damn fantasies involved kissing that mouth he has. Even busted from all the punches it is still so… Those lips are…” With a defeated sigh, Jaejoong hid his face in his hands.
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Yunho entered the room quietly. He was unsure of what was going to happen next. He had no idea how the consensual sex would change things, or if it would change anything at all. In the end, he was still Kim Jaejoong’s prisoner, still at the mercy of the man’s differences of mood. In the cold light of day, the cop could not believe he had surrendered to temptation and curiosity. He felt even more confused now. “I wanted to know if what I had felt Friday when he slapped my ass and then fucked me was just a fluke, a freak event. Well, now you have your answer. And it doesn't make me feel any better that he let me fuck him too. Ok, not exactly, that was incredibly amazing and mind blowing. Ah, fuck! This is some fucked up situation. Now what?”
Still very insecure and nervous, he coughed to get the calm beautiful man’s attention.
-Ah, Yunho. It’s Yunho, right? Make yourself useful and bring the food tray with you.
Jaejoong got up and started walking to the door.
-I hope I don’t have to remind you that you can’t run. I think that after two break-ins, even you have to agree the security will be much tougher now.
Yunho made no expression at what he heard. Silently he picked up the food tray from the small table and followed.
The pair walked through the long corridor and down the stairs.
...
Jaejoong had one of the guards take the food tray to the kitchen and led Yunho to the huge open space where everyone was still having breakfast.
Immediately four pairs of eyes looked up, all of them showing surprise. Then Changmin focused his attention in Jaejoong’s face; Yoochun focused in how their prisoner, upgraded to bodyguard or honour guest, was walking; while Junsu was busy studying both men. None of the three men dared to utter a single word to ask why the prisoner was not in cuffs and apparently about to join them. Next to the bodyguards the old man quickly changed his surprised face to a big silly smile directed at Jaejoong.
Jaejoong smiled at the old man and sat at the head of the table signalling Yunho to sit at his left. On his right he had the old man, then Junsu followed by Yoochun. Changmin was on the left right opposite Yoochun. This meant Yunho was facing the old man. Jaejoong kept smiling pleasantly.
-Mr. Thumper, so bad of you. You don’t remember your friend.
-Off couse I remember you Tweety Pie.
-Tweety Pie? - Yunho half coughed, half laughed and nearly chocked. He settled with laughing a little and then just sat there with a face full of mirth. Inside he felt like jumping and screaming in a happy dance of relief. “Ah, Dad. Only you. I'm so relieved you’re really ok. Look at you. You should be an actor.”
Jaejoong stood dazzled. He had never heard Yunho laugh. And worse, the man was smiling. Even with all the bruises, just that smile caused Jaejoong’s stomach to fill with butterflies. “Ok, I guess that settles it if he’s handsome or not. He definitely is. Damn, I'm thinking of kissing him again. Focus.”
-I was talking about Yunho here. - Jaejoong said to the old man, indicating with his hand the smiling man on his left.
-Who is Yunnie? Is she pretty?
-This man here. Yunho.
-You also live here? - The old man asked Yunho with a vacant face.
Jaejoong bit the inside of his cheeks to keep himself from hitting someone, when he heard another laugh from his left, along with a suppressed chuckle from Yoochun. He refused to look at Yunho or at any of his guards, keeping his attention on the old man.
-No. He lives with you. You don’t remember Yunho?
-I live with my pretty wife.
At that, Changmin growled and smacked the table but kept his attention on the food, much to Yoochun’s amusement. Seemingly oblivious, the old man kept talking.
-Hey, Tweety, he reminds me of a cat.
-Birds don’t eat cats. - Chuckled Yoochun in a low voice. Junsu applied a well-aimed elbow to the man’s side and he made a show of closing his mouth, before leaning in to whisper in his boyfriend’s ear: -But our Tweety Pie to-tal-ly ate that cat.
Jaejoong watched both men on either side of him during the meal. Yunho had become more relaxed, he even looked almost happy yet he had showed no signs of recognition. The old man was a bit tense, but the business man could swore he had seen him recognise Yunho and waver between concern and relief, before he returned to his usual vacant look.
With a pensive stare at his forgotten food, Jaejoong remembered how Yunho said “Dad, let me sleep.” Looking sideways he was suddenly struck at the similarities. “Same eye shape, same nose, same ears. They have to be father and son. He was desperate to make that phone call and in the end all he wanted to say was run. And really, Mr. Thumper here is in no condition to be left alone. Also someone broke into their house. They do look alike. Father and son, huh? Well, that mouth is not the same. Yunho’s lips are... Hell no! Not again. Will you fucking forget the man’s lips?”
…
Both Yunho and the old man were keeping their attention on their food. Yoochun kept smirking in Yunho’s direction while Changmin was still stealing worried looks at Jaejoong. Junsu had quietly added the older prisoner to his study of his boss and the younger prisoner.
Deciding there was too much silence, and not caring about what Yunho and the old man might hear, Jaejoong asked about the armed stranger.
-We called Dr. Jin as soon as we got the guy into another room. He was already home so he came in a couple minutes. But Dr. Jin said there wasn’t anything that could be done. Even if we sent the guy to a hospital the shot had been too direct. He died soon after. We are going to investigate him better before deciding what to do with the body. - Answered Yoochun.
-He died? Do with the body? Wait a minute. How did you explain that to our neighbour doctor?
-Dr. Jin is cool. He sort of owed us a favour. Another story. Don’t worry. When we are sure of who the dead guy is, the doctor might help us get rid of the body. It’s not exactly like we can call the cops or just drop the body randomly. We will need to make sure he can’t be traced back to us.
-Fucking hell! A dead guy! Just awesome. When will this be over? - Jaejoong pulled his hair in exasperation. He waited for a few minutes in silence before speaking again.
-Ok. Junsu and I are going to the orphanage now. We might take some time. Min and Chun, you coordinate the rest. Find who the dead guy was, see if you can get any info from his gun or the car. Don’t forget to keep checking for whoever contacted Yunho here.
-We might already have a lead on that guy. There was a match to someone on our files. - Said Yoochun.
-Don’t worry, boss. We got it covered. - Changmin added, finally looking up from his plate. -We still have someone watching our Mr. Thumper’s house. And we haven’t forgot that we need to check who Park Jung Min is and how he’s connected with all of this. Oh, and look into the secret identity of Mr. Thumper too. I think by the end of today we will have found who a certain cat is.
-Ok. I also want you to go to the office, Min. Make sure Lee Jun Ki is safe and that the mess with the suppliers really is fixed like TOP said it would be.
-Done.
-Ouch, Minnie. Don’t tell Jun Ki you are supposed to be his bodyguard. He’s as good as you at Hapkido and Tae Kwon Do. Besides he’s older than you. And I’m pretty sure he’s smarter. Definitely prettier. - Yoochun teased.
-Fuck you, Yoochun.
-What about our guests Number-One and Number-Two? - Asked Junsu.
-Mr. Thumper can just watch tv. And I nominate Yunho his companion. Get Eric and put him in charge. I want someone on the control room checking the cameras at all times. And at least two guards permanently glued to our guests. Let’s get ready to go. It’s getting late. Ah, Yoochun, come with me for a second.
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Chapter 20 - Talking Is Overrated,
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Pst? Anyone reading? Say Hi! I promise I don't bite (too much).
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Jung Yunho is a cop specialized in domestic violence and sex crimes. During the chase of a sex offender he found himself thrown in a bigger investigation involving a paedophile/mafia man named Kim Jaejoong. As if that wasn’t enough he’s being framed for the murder of the sex offender and the mafia is blackmailing him with the evidence on his innocence to do one job for them: kill Jaejoong. Why? Because even the mafia wants him to bring down Kim Jaejoong.
And so their paths collided.
Warnings: mention rape and abuse, some violence, smut.
Pairings: Yunjae, little hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1 - Jaejoong Intro, Chapter 2 - Attempted Rape, Chapter 3 - Payback Rape, Chapter 4 - Yunho Intro, Chapter 5 - Yunho Intro, Chapter 6 - Framed and Blackmailed, Chapter 7 - Framed and Blackmailed, Chapter 8 - Aftermath, Chapter 9 - Method of Interrogation A, Chapter 10 - Method of Interrogation B, Chapter 11 - Unexpected Rescue, Chapter 12 - Talk and Re-enact, Chapter 13 - Surprises, Chapter 14 - Something Changes, Chapter 15 - I Remember Friday, Chapter 16 - Wet Dreams, Chapter 17 - Sweet Surrender Y, Chapter 18 - Sweet Surrender J, …
CHAPTER 19 - MORNING AFTER
Jaejoong heard some noise and cursed. “No, I’m sleeping. Let me sleep.” He was deliciously warm. His body was sore but he felt incredibly relaxed, as if he had no bones. He stretched a little in his usual catlike way, thinking that his bed had never felt so soft and so warm. Then his eyes flew open and he practically jumped to the other side of the bed. “Bloody hell! What the fuck?” The cell phone at his desk rang again. He half ran, half stumbled to answer his phone.
-Yes! - He answered with a breathy voice.
-Jae? Are you ok?
-Yes, yes. What is it Su? Why are you calling me on my cell phone?
-It’s almost time to leave. I noticed you left the house phone of your room in the corridor last night. We are downstairs already, just missing our Mr. Thumper. Were you still sleeping?
-Ah, yes. Yeahh, I was.
He paused and looked at the bed.
-Look, wait for me downstairs. I’ll join you guys soon. And get Mr. Thumper. I want him at the breakfast table.
-Ok.
The business man shook his head in disbelief, trying to clear his thoughts. But the naked man in his bed, the dried come on his stomach and the way it had hurt to walk to his desk left no doubt to what happened.
“Oh, crap. I didn’t, did I? Not again. What is it with that man that I can’t control myself? Fuck. I can’t believe this. Talk about awkward. And talk about great sex. Holly shit! I can’t even decide what was best: fucking him or having him up my ass. Damn, that guy knows how to fuck! My legs are still shaking.”
The slim man stood naked, running his hand in his hair, silently staring at the tall muscular body in his bed. With a final shake of his head he went to have a bath. Walking was a strange experience, bordering on painful. “Ouch! Why the hell is he so big? Was he trying for a third leg or something? That was one of the best preps I ever had and I’m still as sore as if I had no prep at all. Did I fall asleep with him still inside me or something? And... Huh? What is this? I have come on my thighs? But… Shit! No condom! I didn’t even remember to put on a fucking condom. Ah! What the hell, Kim Jaejoong. What is the matter with you? Fuck this. I’m behaving like some horny hormonal teenager around that guy. First wet dreams and now unprotected sex. Awesome. What next? I’m going to marry him just cause his ass is tight or cause of his big dick? Fucking hell! Focus! Get your mind out of the gutter.”
When Jaejoong was bathed and dressed, he got some new clothes for his bedroom guest and decided it was time to wake him up.
...
Yunho was feeling good, in fact, he hadn’t felt this good in a long time. That’s why when a hand touched his shoulder he just turned on his side to sleep some more while mumbling under his breath:
-Dad, let me sleep. Go away.
But the sudden movement woke up him, pain immediately shooting his nerves.
-God! What?
-Wake up.
Yunho turned again in search of the source of that voice. More slowly this time. It was the beautiful face in front of him plus the sudden sharp pain in his ass that clicked his memory. Still he couldn't help make a very surprised and confused face. The confused face turned into an embarrassed one when he noticed he was stark naked in full view of the dressed man next to him. He instinctively cupped his sex to hide it. Looking away from Jaejoong and down at his body he was met with traces of dried semen on his stomach and thighs. There were also very obvious tracks of fingernails on the inside of his legs. Yunho felt himself die of shame, his mind refusing the evidence of what he had allowed to happen and with whom. He closed his eyes and wished he was anywhere else in the world except in this room.
-Ok, go take a bath. There are already clothes in the bathroom. Hurry up if you want breakfast.
Jaejoong observed the tall man as he seemed to come to grips with where he was. It was rather obvious that he was still in considerable pain from the beatings. And certainly from their nightly activities too. Jaejoong knew he had been anything but gentle. “Unlike how he was with me.” The shorter man forced himself to go sit at his desk and pretend to read a magazine. He had more than noticed how the other man was embarrassed and he had no intention of making things even more awkward for both of them.
Soon the corner of his eyes registered Yunho’s legs moving slowly for the bathroom. A big part of him felt pride that the man had a limp. A little part of him tried to express concern. He ignored the little part. He could not afford himself to go soft over someone that was, technically and to all effects, his prisoner. It was already bad enough what had happened on that bed. Twice.
When the bruised man was out of sight, he breathed in relief and leaned his head on the back of the chair. “Ok, so, we have established that I am crazy insanely stupidly fucking physically attracted to this man and can’t really hide it or control it. Oh, and I am a sadistic asshole and he actually seems to feel pleasure with that. Jesus! Of all the things, why is it that he… Ah! I'm going to go crazy! He was the one who pulled me on top of him. Still can’t believe that. He liked it when I hurt him. How? And why did I want to hurt him? I still want to sink my nails in his skin and bite him. He liked it. Crazy. Could he have liked it Friday too? No. I don’t think so. He couldn't, could he? Anyway, I'm pretty sure he hated it when I pushed myself down his throat. Ok, no, no, no. Don’t think about that. Don’t remember that stupid wet dream or those stupid fantasies that led you to have sex with him. God! A lot of those damn fantasies involved kissing that mouth he has. Even busted from all the punches it is still so… Those lips are…” With a defeated sigh, Jaejoong hid his face in his hands.
…
Yunho entered the room quietly. He was unsure of what was going to happen next. He had no idea how the consensual sex would change things, or if it would change anything at all. In the end, he was still Kim Jaejoong’s prisoner, still at the mercy of the man’s differences of mood. In the cold light of day, the cop could not believe he had surrendered to temptation and curiosity. He felt even more confused now. “I wanted to know if what I had felt Friday when he slapped my ass and then fucked me was just a fluke, a freak event. Well, now you have your answer. And it doesn't make me feel any better that he let me fuck him too. Ok, not exactly, that was incredibly amazing and mind blowing. Ah, fuck! This is some fucked up situation. Now what?”
Still very insecure and nervous, he coughed to get the calm beautiful man’s attention.
-Ah, Yunho. It’s Yunho, right? Make yourself useful and bring the food tray with you.
Jaejoong got up and started walking to the door.
-I hope I don’t have to remind you that you can’t run. I think that after two break-ins, even you have to agree the security will be much tougher now.
Yunho made no expression at what he heard. Silently he picked up the food tray from the small table and followed.
The pair walked through the long corridor and down the stairs.
...
Jaejoong had one of the guards take the food tray to the kitchen and led Yunho to the huge open space where everyone was still having breakfast.
Immediately four pairs of eyes looked up, all of them showing surprise. Then Changmin focused his attention in Jaejoong’s face; Yoochun focused in how their prisoner, upgraded to bodyguard or honour guest, was walking; while Junsu was busy studying both men. None of the three men dared to utter a single word to ask why the prisoner was not in cuffs and apparently about to join them. Next to the bodyguards the old man quickly changed his surprised face to a big silly smile directed at Jaejoong.
Jaejoong smiled at the old man and sat at the head of the table signalling Yunho to sit at his left. On his right he had the old man, then Junsu followed by Yoochun. Changmin was on the left right opposite Yoochun. This meant Yunho was facing the old man. Jaejoong kept smiling pleasantly.
-Mr. Thumper, so bad of you. You don’t remember your friend.
-Off couse I remember you Tweety Pie.
-Tweety Pie? - Yunho half coughed, half laughed and nearly chocked. He settled with laughing a little and then just sat there with a face full of mirth. Inside he felt like jumping and screaming in a happy dance of relief. “Ah, Dad. Only you. I'm so relieved you’re really ok. Look at you. You should be an actor.”
Jaejoong stood dazzled. He had never heard Yunho laugh. And worse, the man was smiling. Even with all the bruises, just that smile caused Jaejoong’s stomach to fill with butterflies. “Ok, I guess that settles it if he’s handsome or not. He definitely is. Damn, I'm thinking of kissing him again. Focus.”
-I was talking about Yunho here. - Jaejoong said to the old man, indicating with his hand the smiling man on his left.
-Who is Yunnie? Is she pretty?
-This man here. Yunho.
-You also live here? - The old man asked Yunho with a vacant face.
Jaejoong bit the inside of his cheeks to keep himself from hitting someone, when he heard another laugh from his left, along with a suppressed chuckle from Yoochun. He refused to look at Yunho or at any of his guards, keeping his attention on the old man.
-No. He lives with you. You don’t remember Yunho?
-I live with my pretty wife.
At that, Changmin growled and smacked the table but kept his attention on the food, much to Yoochun’s amusement. Seemingly oblivious, the old man kept talking.
-Hey, Tweety, he reminds me of a cat.
-Birds don’t eat cats. - Chuckled Yoochun in a low voice. Junsu applied a well-aimed elbow to the man’s side and he made a show of closing his mouth, before leaning in to whisper in his boyfriend’s ear: -But our Tweety Pie to-tal-ly ate that cat.
Jaejoong watched both men on either side of him during the meal. Yunho had become more relaxed, he even looked almost happy yet he had showed no signs of recognition. The old man was a bit tense, but the business man could swore he had seen him recognise Yunho and waver between concern and relief, before he returned to his usual vacant look.
With a pensive stare at his forgotten food, Jaejoong remembered how Yunho said “Dad, let me sleep.” Looking sideways he was suddenly struck at the similarities. “Same eye shape, same nose, same ears. They have to be father and son. He was desperate to make that phone call and in the end all he wanted to say was run. And really, Mr. Thumper here is in no condition to be left alone. Also someone broke into their house. They do look alike. Father and son, huh? Well, that mouth is not the same. Yunho’s lips are... Hell no! Not again. Will you fucking forget the man’s lips?”
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Both Yunho and the old man were keeping their attention on their food. Yoochun kept smirking in Yunho’s direction while Changmin was still stealing worried looks at Jaejoong. Junsu had quietly added the older prisoner to his study of his boss and the younger prisoner.
Deciding there was too much silence, and not caring about what Yunho and the old man might hear, Jaejoong asked about the armed stranger.
-We called Dr. Jin as soon as we got the guy into another room. He was already home so he came in a couple minutes. But Dr. Jin said there wasn’t anything that could be done. Even if we sent the guy to a hospital the shot had been too direct. He died soon after. We are going to investigate him better before deciding what to do with the body. - Answered Yoochun.
-He died? Do with the body? Wait a minute. How did you explain that to our neighbour doctor?
-Dr. Jin is cool. He sort of owed us a favour. Another story. Don’t worry. When we are sure of who the dead guy is, the doctor might help us get rid of the body. It’s not exactly like we can call the cops or just drop the body randomly. We will need to make sure he can’t be traced back to us.
-Fucking hell! A dead guy! Just awesome. When will this be over? - Jaejoong pulled his hair in exasperation. He waited for a few minutes in silence before speaking again.
-Ok. Junsu and I are going to the orphanage now. We might take some time. Min and Chun, you coordinate the rest. Find who the dead guy was, see if you can get any info from his gun or the car. Don’t forget to keep checking for whoever contacted Yunho here.
-We might already have a lead on that guy. There was a match to someone on our files. - Said Yoochun.
-Don’t worry, boss. We got it covered. - Changmin added, finally looking up from his plate. -We still have someone watching our Mr. Thumper’s house. And we haven’t forgot that we need to check who Park Jung Min is and how he’s connected with all of this. Oh, and look into the secret identity of Mr. Thumper too. I think by the end of today we will have found who a certain cat is.
-Ok. I also want you to go to the office, Min. Make sure Lee Jun Ki is safe and that the mess with the suppliers really is fixed like TOP said it would be.
-Done.
-Ouch, Minnie. Don’t tell Jun Ki you are supposed to be his bodyguard. He’s as good as you at Hapkido and Tae Kwon Do. Besides he’s older than you. And I’m pretty sure he’s smarter. Definitely prettier. - Yoochun teased.
-Fuck you, Yoochun.
-What about our guests Number-One and Number-Two? - Asked Junsu.
-Mr. Thumper can just watch tv. And I nominate Yunho his companion. Get Eric and put him in charge. I want someone on the control room checking the cameras at all times. And at least two guards permanently glued to our guests. Let’s get ready to go. It’s getting late. Ah, Yoochun, come with me for a second.
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Chapter 20 - Talking Is Overrated,
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Pst? Anyone reading? Say Hi! I promise I don't bite (too much).