This is our first AU on our blog!!! I put Monsta X and Seventeen in here as separate gangs. This story will have another part so I hope everyone can look forward to it. Thank you for all your support!!
You walk the streets of downtown, Melbourne. Quick clacks sound from your black boots and a small swish is heard from your jacket bottom. That morning you were preparing to interview for a job at a growing fashion brand.
“Sorry due to unforeseen circumstances, we must postpone your interview. We apologize for the inconvenience and we will notify you of your future meeting time. Thank you for understanding. Please contact us if you have any questions.” -Team Manager
You were both relieved and upset. You quickly shot a text to your friends and asked to meet up. They responded back and agreed to meet you. Now currently, you were fighting with your hair and struggling to keep yourself comfortable. The hot weather made you feel sticky and your fashionable gray jacket didn’t help. The scenery changed from towering skyscrapers to quaint businesses. The smell of gas and freshly cooked food filled the streets. You entered a small bakery and walked to the table you regularly sat at. Your two friends already sat in their usual spots with a coffee and pastry in hand. They ordered yours and waved excitedly to you.
“Y-Y\N” one of them said in between laughs. “Y/F/N just- she slid the whole way to the counter.”
You didn’t completely understand but began laughing because they were.
“Hey! I just slipped! And it’s not like you haven't before.”
You started to make fun of each other, remembering past memories. You hadn’t noticed how much your hands were clenched until they you finally relaxed. You set down your black folder filled with your application and designs. Time passed quickly and before you knew it, your friends were leaving for work.
“Alright Y/N, we’ll see you later.”
You three hugged each other goodbye. You decided to run to the bathroom. You finished and remembered your black folder still sat on the table. You quickly picked it up and made your way back home. When you returned home you walked to your office to see if any new orders came in. You ran a small online store to promote your designs. You slapped down your folder and opened the computer. You found your inbox empty so you decided to design something to catch the public’s eye. You flipped your folder open to find bank statements and compromising pictures in place of fashion designs. You laughed awkwardly to yourself and closed the folder, hoping for it to magically change. When you opened it back up and found the same documents inside, it caused your stomach to flip further.
“Wh-what is this?!” you shot a text to your friends and continued to freak out.
They texted you back frantically and told you to turn it in to the police. You concluded that would be the first thing you would do in the morning. Now the folder looked more like a new mystery then a trap. Your curiosity fought your fear and won. You searched through the folder and determined it was full of blackmail. The individual was a big time CEO who dabbled in the black market. His name was so well-known it even shocked you.
“Yoon Jeonghan” you whispered like a revelation.
That was enough for you. You collapsed onto your bed but your mind kept wandering back to those papers. How did you even get them. Did someone mistake your folder for theirs? Your thoughts became quiet and you were able to fall asleep.
You woke up the next morning to your alarm and checked your phone for any notifications. You noticed there was no text from your to-be employer and you groaned in frustration. The bed felt overly comfortable and you knew you were forgetting something. The night before flooded back into memory and your body shot from the bed. You quickly slipped into some casual clothes and threw your hair into a ponytail. Your feet carried you to the office and there sat the daunting black folder. You picked it up and started to flip it in your hands. It felt heavier than yesterday.
Your neighborhood is crime free and the streets are relatively clean. You walk to the police station since it's located close. The sun warmed your back and the wind tousled your hair. The weather couldn’t be any more perfect. The sound of screeching tires and fast movement caught your attention. A hand gripped your shoulder and pulled you back. You slammed your feet into the ground and rocked your head into the attackers chin. You knew a bruise would be there tomorrow if you survived this. Your loud scream pierced the air but a hand muffled your cry.
“Shut up! Just get her in!”
Two more large men rushed from the unseen vehicle and restrained you. Your eyes welled with tears as your heart nearly pounded out of your chest. You knew what normally happened to others and you didn’t want to become another statistic. You fought with everything you had. Your arms swung with no direction and your feet kicked whatever they could. Somehow you knew that if the car doors closed everything would be over.
You heard before pain filled your head and darkness took over your vision.
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You curled your body seeking warmth. Your head held a pounding headache and the crick in your back didn’t help. You tried to prop yourself up but a stinging sensation stopped you. You turned your head to find your hands and feet wrapped tightly in ropes.
The voice startled you. You saw a man in the same position as you but he looked far worse. His face was covered in bruises and his wrist were raw from rope burn. His clothes were rags and the top of his collar was covered in dried blood.
“Where are we?” You ask looking around.
“A warehouse… most likely in Shanghai.”
You pause and a moment of silence passes.
“China?!” You scream back in shock.
He nods and looks straight at you.
“Maybe not but I wouldn’t be surprised.”
A loud screech stops your conversation and light pours into the room. A man dressed in a crisp black suit confidently strides into the room. His eyes run over the two of you like a hawk. He tucks his hands into his pockets and he smirks to himself. Your body froze and your legs involuntarily shake.
“Y/N, don’t say anything and try to not be noticeable.” The beaten up man whispers.
The man spared you one last look and turns away. You blink and wonder what could be going on. How did this guy know your name? The hawk-like man noticed your small interaction
He draws out your full name which makes you feel uncomfortable. He turns his head and looks at the beaten up man
The well dressed man quickly walks to Hyunwoo and grips his hair.
“W-woah no, stop!” you yell attempting to help Hyunwoo.
He glances at you then glares at the man harming him.
“To think I didn’t even have to find you. You came straight to me.”
He threw Hyunwoo to the floor then turned his attention to you. His piercing look was not normal. He looked deadly and not someone you wanted to mess with. It felt like he was in front of you in a second. Recognition flicked in your eyes. This is the man from the folder. Jeonghan towered over your sitting body and you wished to just sink into the floor.
“It seems like you messed with something you shouldn’t have.”
He slipped a knife from his pocket and your eyes widened in horror.
You pushed your feet out in a attempt to kick him. His whole body suddenly rocked to left and Hyunwoo stood in his place. He slid Jeonghan’s knife to you and pounced onto his body.
He screamed as he tried to fight off the CEO. You cut the ties on your feet then moved to your hands. You stopped to look at Hyunwoo feeling a sense of helplessness you never had before.
“I said run!” He repeated.
You couldn’t believe you were about to do this for a stranger. You sucked in your fear and tried to help Hyunwoo. You kicked Jeonghan as hard as you could.
“You b-!” He yelled while cradling his knee.
You cut off Hyunwoos ties as fast you could. The echoing sound of feet and yelling could be heard in the distance.
“Go go!” Hyunwoo grabbed your hand and began to run.
A small brown haired man stood in front of you two with a gun. A loud bang sounded but neither of you were hit. He was a bad shot. Hyunwoo was close enough to disarm the man and send him to the floor. Five other guys stood in the entrance. One looked like a martial artists with his black nunchucks in hand. Hyunwoo shot at the group and they dispersed.
Two boys came from the outside “Hyunwoo over here.”
For the first time you saw the stranger smile. It enchanted you for a second but time didn’t agree. A large man who looked like a bodybuilder ran past the two of you and took out the ones in pursuit. You met up with a tall lanky man. “The vans around the back. Hurry.” He said pointing in the direction. You found a large black van with a small built man and another average sized man beside him.
“Changkyun the others are still at the entrance.”
Hyunwoo rushes you inside and slams the van door closed. He grips your shoulders and stares into your eyes.
“Listen to me carefully. No matter what happens stay down and if you have to run… Don’t look back.”
“Why are you helping me?”
Hyunwoo paused for a moment.
He uses his thumb to wipe the dirt from your cheek. Your breath hitches. He took one more look at you then moved to the front of the van.
Jooheon drove to the front of the warehouse and picked up the rest of the guys.
“Where’s Kihyun?!” Changkyun yelled.
“He said he’d meet up with us later.” Minhyuk responded.
Everyone loaded in and ducked down. Not long after another van was chasing yours. Gunshots rang in the air and goosebumps covered your body.
“Agh!” Hyunwoo fell to the floor and blood seeped through his torso.
You crawled to his body and called the rest of the guys over.
You had seen movies but you didn’t know exactly what to do. Hyunwoo cradled his side and pushed your arm away from him.
“I told you to stay back.” He groaned out.
Hoseok pressed into his side to stop the blood as best as he could.
The gun shots quietened and the van no longer took sharp turns. You pulled into an old run down neighborhood. The boys opened the van door and rushed Hyunwoo inside. You followed behind silently and watched over Hyunwoo. The inside didn’t look as run down as the outside had. Hoseok and Changkyun took Hyunwoo to a backroom and Hyungwon followed behind with a large bag and a pair of gloves. You awkwardly sat on the floral couch and squeezed your hands together.
“So who are you?” Jooheon asked.
“I mean what do you have to do with all of this?” He used his hands to emphasize his point.
“I think it’s because…” you relayed that you had accidently taken home a black folder full of blackmail.
The guys doubted you at first but started to believe your story.
“So why is Hyunwoo involved?” You ask.
“I don’t know. He’s been in hiding for years but he finally revealed himself.”
The boys paused and looked at you suspiciously.
“Nothing.” They said in unison.
Hyunwoo woke up and didn’t say much about the whole situation. No matter how many questions you asked he refused to answer. You spent about a month with them to let things die down. Minhyuk taught you little things like how to fortify your door and how to pick a lock. Hyungwon taught you how to perform emergency first aid and Hyunwoo taught you how to break out of handcuffs. The boys were a lot more fun and didn’t seem as intimidating as the first time you met them. Your time together was coming to an end. Minhyuk drove you back to your house. Your job opportunity was put on hold and you had a lot to explain to your friends and family. Hyunwoo sat in the seat beside you.
“Hey I know you want to tell the world what happened to you but you can’t.”
He kept his attention on the passing cars.
You turned your head to look at him “I probably can guess that but I was just going to tell those close to me.”
His eyes met yours “You shouldn’t do that either unless you want to put them in danger.”
He could tell you had several questions sitting on the tip of your tongue but he shook his head to deter you from asking them.
You sighed heavily “then how am I supposed to explain where i’ve been?”
“I’ll leave that up to you to figure out.”
The van came to a stop and Hyunwoo stepped out first. He looked warily at the surroundings and nothing seemed out of place. He motioned for you to come out. The past month rewinded itself in your mind. You’d miss Changkyun’s stupid jokes and Jooheon’s weird impressions. All of the guys had such distinct personalities that you couldn’t find anywhere else. Minhyuk made his way from the driver’s side and enveloped you in a hug.
“Mhmm” you nodded pulling away.
Hyunwoo thought for a moment then opened his arms. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him.
“Make sure you stay aware of your surroundings and don’t pick up anymore unknown folders.”
“Trust me. I’ll check from now on.” You laughed softly and pulled away.
“I’ll see you guys later!” you started to walk to your door.
Hyunwoo waved and dropped his arm. A sad smile filled his features. A heaviness took over his chest as he watched your figure pass through the door frame.
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