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Title: Skittles (Part 2)
Rating: PG
W/C: 2,232 (all together)
Summary: Yongguk, Youngjae and Jongup would be the good guys. That leaves the rest of B.A.P to be the bad seeds in a flower pot.
Part 2
As the two younger boys tries to keep a firm hold of their leader, Yongguk, a metal bolted door opens and reveals Daehyun, Himchan and Zelo-Youngjae’s, Yongguk’s and Jongup’s enemies.
Giving a scowl, Yongguk pries away from the hands of the other two with him. “There better be a good reason you’ve decided to keep her here in this shit hole of yours.” He says.
Daehyun, as always, finding Yongguk’s-of course, along with Youngjae’s and Jongup’s-reactions amusing, smirks. “You insisted we release her when you give us what we want,” he takes a second to glance at Hyosung and motions to her, “And so, that is what I expect.”
“It’d be nice if you told us what you wanted so we don’t gotta stand here all day playing the guessing game like a bunch of kids,” Yongguk replies, “but sure, puny, sure.”
Yongguk receives a glare from Daehyun because not only did Youngjae and Jongup snickers, so did his teammates, Zelo and Himchan. He whips around to face them with a pointing finger, “Stop laughing. It’s not funny.”
Youngjae realizes Yongguk can distract the others by just making fun of them, so he urges his leader on by whispering, “Keep pointing out that Daehyun makes a crap leader. I’ve got a plan. Distract them long enough.”
Eyes twinkling-if it wasn’t for kicking the wits out of anyone who got in his way or understanding a situation and being able to give instructions fast-this is what he was good at. Yongguk nods after Youngjae backs a few steps away from the groups and slithers up near Daehyun. “We’re in the same field: leaders, head of the group. But you could’ve fooled me; you don’t even look the type.”
Daehyun faces Yongguk up close and sputters with annoyance. “I’ll have you know, I lead fairly well. I don’t see a problem with m-”
Himchan comes up next to Daehyun and adds, “He’s right, you look kinda like a softie. Maybe I should be the one leading. Don’t I look scary?” He directs the question to Yongguk.
Yongguk laughs and shakes his head, “None of you look scary. What, with the frilly H on your arm and all, princess.”
Himchan, offended, gives Yongguk a look and scoffs, “Princess. Pfft.”
Zelo shakes his head to himself and gets in between the three, “This is not the time or place to be debating who is whose lead-”
Simultaneously, Yongguk, Daehyun and Himchan wave the young boy with the blue jacket and a Z graffiti-ed on the back away. Muttering to himself about how no one appreciates the young ones, he stomps away. “Man, I got other things to do besides this. I’m out.”
And all during that lovely, lovely time, Youngjae manages to figure out the sequence of the keypad lock to the other metal bolt door keeping Hyosung inside. People still use 0123 as a code? Smooth. All he needed to figure out was the four-numbered code that turned the keypad green-granting access. While still keeping his gaze on the others not too far away, too busy bickering to even notice he wasn’t with them, he punches the code and silently prays the door doesn’t clang as loud as it looked like it would. He listens for the lock to unhinge and the door to slide open.
When it did, he silently slipped inside, slides himself against the wall close to the camera overlooking Hyosung and breaks it with one move. He sprints over to the chair his secretary was bound tightly to, and whispering soft I’ve got you nows, he cuts the ropes, unties the blindfold and cuts the gag. He searches the other’s face for any damages, bruises, or cuts, and when he saw nothing, he nods and holds out his hand for her. With a finger against his lips to tell her to keep quiet, they slip through the door again and heads for the exit.
- - - - - - - -
Safe outside, Hyosung hugs Youngjae, thanking him for what he just did and says, “What about the others?”
Youngjae, not worried at all, “Yongguk’s got this. We just have to wait.” But just in case, he sends his leader a message to his phone.
Hyosung decides not to argue because she was about to suggest going back for the other two but really, she’s glad to get out from there. Plus her butt hurts too much to be running around willy-nilly, trying to be a ninja. She’s also got killer heels on. She gives Youngjae a curt smile and leans up against the fence closest to them.
A few minutes later, Jongup and their leader was seen with both Himchan and Daehyun. Daehyun, with his hands held firmly behind him by Jongup and Himchan, in the same position, held by Yongguk. Although, Youngjae can tell by the way Himchan’s face looks that Yongguk isn’t making it easy on him. Probably flirting, Youngjae thinks. With a silent agreement, Yongguk, Youngjae and Jongup heads towards their agency.
Not long after they reach the building, once they were inside, Himchan-much to Yongguk’s disappointment, he liked bothering the lil’ wimp-and Daehyun were put in the ready-made ‘jail cells’, which is an understatement seeing as the rooms were supplied with efficient lighting, a soft bed propped with soft feathered pillows, their own ‘restroom’ corners, an entertainment area and the door holding them hostage aren’t even jail bars, they’re strong-built glass panes which only open by the handprints of the members of the agency. “They’ll be alright,” Yongguk says after releasing Himchan into his assigned cell, “it’s like a hotel up in here.”
Jongup waves goodbye to Daehyun and when he earns questioning looks from his teammates, he shrugs and says, “What? I was just saying bye…”
Patting him on the back, Youngjae leads Jongup out of that floor level, “Time to get out of these clothes, go home and sleep.”
“I heard that.” Yongguk says before scanning his handprint to close the pane to the cells’ level.
Himchan and Daehyun watches as their enemies walk away. They were held in separate rooms across from each other, so they could see each other. Daehyun smirks and Himchan raises his eyebrows when he catches what the other was mouthing.
Zelo.