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Chapter 7

Tags: The smut has returned! Also dead body. Not at the same time though

Younghoon knew Juyeon was sitting outside the room. He’d heard him arguing with Eric earlier. Younghoon was surprised the youngest hadn’t caved when Juyeon started all but interrogating him about Younghoon. He hadn’t talked to Eric per se, but Eric had taken it upon himself to make sure Younghoon was eating and Bori was getting walked. Otherwise, Younghoon refused to open the door. He was in horrific pain because he’d gone three days without pain medication. Eric offered to bring some, but Younghoon didn’t have the stomach to inject himself. The rib pain was the worst. He got winded even walking from the bed to the bathroom.

“I know you’re there,” Younghoon sat with his back to the door.

“I guess I haven’t been very subtle,” Juyeon replied.

“Have you slept?” he asked.

“What do you think?” Juyeon huffed.

“Stop dodging the question,” Younghoon admonished. Silence. “I’m waiting.”

He saw the shadow on the other side of the door shift.

“A few hours here and there,” he finally replied.

“If I let you in, will you sleep?” Younghoon offered.

“Is that your only request?” Juyeon asked.

“That and a shot of morphine,” he replied. “Eric should be back with Bori soon.”

“I can do that. I’ll get the pain meds and bring Bori up,” Younghoon felt the door move when Juyeon got up. He managed to force himself up to standing.

“Shit,” he hissed, limping over to the bed. He’d barely managed to settle when he heard a knock. “Come in.”

Juyeon looked like hell. His hair was a mess probably from running his hands through it constantly. It was another one of his anxious habits. The dark circles under his eyes looked like bruises. Even his skin looked sallow.

“You…look terrible,” Younghoon winced.

“You’re not the first person to tell me that in the past few days,” Juyeon said placidly. He put Bori on the floor and sat next to Younghoon. “Haunch please.”

Younghoon pulled down the waist of his pants so Juyeon could give him the shot.

“All done,” They stared at each other for a moment.

“I haven’t showered in four days because I still can’t move my side much,” Younghoon said.

“Neither have I, but for different reasons,” Juyeon admitted.

“Can you help me shower?” Younghoon asked. Juyeon smiled and reached out to touch Younghoon’s face then pulled his hand back. “It’s okay.”

“Thank you,” Juyeon put his hand on Younghoon’s jaw.

“I need you to promise me something,” Younghoon put his hand over Juyeon’s.

“Anything,” he nodded.

“Tell me when you find something. Even if you think it’ll upset me, don't hide it. Please?” he requested. Juyeon paused.

“Okay, I’ll tell you everything I know,” he agreed.

“Thank you,” Younghoon squeezed his hand. “Now I desperately need a shower.”

“Me too,” Juyeon helped him up and into the bathroom. It was almost as big as the one in Juyeon’s bedroom. Younghoon would have preferred a bath, but Kevin didn’t want him soaking his stitches.

“You know this is the first time we’ve both been naked since we had sex,” Younghoon observed as Juyeon helped him get undressed.

“I helped you shower before,” Juyeon replied.

“I didn’t wash my hair so you sat outside the shower,” Younghoon reminded him.

“Oh, I guess I did,” Juyeon said. “However, Kevin was very clear about no sex.”

“Doesn’t mean you can’t kiss me,” Younghoon smiled a little.

“Sounds like that pain medication is kicking in,” Juyeon teased as he helped Younghoon into the shower.

“It might be,” Younghoon wrapped his arms around Juyeon’s hips.

“What about your nose?” the other man asked.

“It only hurts when I touch it now. Apparently noses heal relatively quickly,” Younghoon replied.

“Then I would very much like to kiss you,” Juyeon smiled so his eyes crinkled. Younghoon didn’t reply, instead slotting their mouths together. He felt Juyeon’s hands slide up into his hair. He didn’t realize how touch starved he was until he felt Juyeon’s bare skin against his own.

“I missed this,” he breathed.

“Me too,” Juyeon agreed, moving his lips down Younghoon’s neck.

“Mark me up,” Younghoon knotted his fingers in Juyeon’s hair.

“Of course, darling,” he replied, nipping and sucking. Younghoon thought back to Chanhee teasing him about the original hickey. Regardless of what Younghoon believed about the afterlife, he knew his best friend would want him to be happy. Right now, Juyeon made him happy.

“Want you inside me,” Younghoon whined after they got out of the shower, Juyeon had toweled them off, and Younghoon was perched on Juyeon’s lap.

“I want that too, but Kevin was very clear about no sex,” Juyeon agreed, kissing Younghoon’s jaw.

“There has to be something,” he insisted.

“Do you think you could hold still if I suck your cock?” Juyeon asked.

“Well, I won’t move around enough to rip my stitches,” Younghoon replied.

“Here,” Juyeon moved Younghoon off his lap and made a pillow nest at the head of the bed. “Tell me how that feels”

Younghoon lied back and settled into the plush surface.

“This is good,” he nodded.

“Just know that I’ll hold you down if I have to. Can’t have you hurting yourself more,” Juyeon looked at him.

“I asked for this so if I do then I have no one to blame but myself,” Younghoon smiled.

“I trust you,” Juyeon said as he settled between Younghoon’s legs. The other man was already hard from their aggressive makeout session in the shower. Juyeon dragged his tongue up the underside, stopping to tease the tip with his tongue.

“Almost forgot how good you taste,” he smirked. He took the tip in his mouth, sucking lightly. Younghoon started to shift above him.

“Why does this feel so fucking good and you’ve barely started?” Younghoon whined. “I’m not gonna last long.”

“The better for your ribs then,” Juyeon said, placing his hands on the other man’s hips. This time he swallowed him down completely. Younghoon groaned and bucked his hips into Juyeon’s mouth. He felt Juyeon smile against his cock as he kept licking. Even with Juyeon holding him down, it took everything Younghoon had to keep from squirming around.

“Your mouth, fuck, how are you, shit, amazing,” he babbled. Juyeon simply stroked the inside of Younghoon’s hip bones with his thumbs. Juyeon wrapped his lips around his teeth and lightly bit down. Younghoon came down his throat with no warning. He clutched the pillows and managed to not thrash around. Juyeon slowly pulled off and rested his chin on Younghoon’s thigh.

“So was it me or was it the fact you haven’t had your dick sucked in a while?” He grinned.

“You,” Younghoon panted. “Definitely you.”

“Good answer,” Juyeon rolled over and rested next to Younghoon. “Want to taste yourself?”

“Please,” he whimpered. Juyeon kissed him, making sure to use plenty of tongue. Younghoon returned the kiss, happily accepting Juyeon’s tongue in his mouth.

“Well?” Juyeon asked when he finally pulled back.

“Not as weird as I thought it would be,” Younghoon replied.

“It’s kinda sexy that you’re willing to do it in the first place,” he smiled.

“What about you?” Younghoon nodded at Juyeon’s cock.

“I’m fine. Not the first time I’ve had blue balls and it won’t be the last,” he kissed Younghoon again. “I did promise you I’d sleep.”

“You did,” Younghoon confirmed.

“Let me do one thing first,” he got up and took his phone out of his pants pocket. Younghoon watched as he sent a message then turned his phone off.

“What’d you do?” He asked.

“Told everyone to leave us alone unless the house is on fire,” Juyeon replied as he got back in bed. “Hyunjae and Changmin can handle anything that comes up.”

“Sounds good,” Younghoon settled down next to him.

“Good night, darling,” Juyeon kissed his hair.

“Good night,” Younghoon carefully nuzzled Juyeon’s jaw. Finally, finally they both drifted off to sleep.

“It’s been nine hours,” Changmin huffed.

“And Juyeon has been actively refusing to sleep for a week. Let him rest,” Hyunjae replied.

“Why are you being so bitchy anyway? Still mad you had to poke a corpse?” Sunwoo asked from behind his laptop.

“I’m not mad I had to poke a corpse. I’m frustrated that he runs off to Younghoon constantly,” Changmin flopped on the couch next to Hyunjae and crossed his arms.

“Are you jealous?” Hyunjae grinned.

“What? No! Why would I be jealous?” Changmin protested.

“Because Juyeon’s hot and god knows the last time you got laid,” Sunwoo chimed in.

“I am not interested in him. He’s my boss,” Changmin glared at the other man.

“Like no one has ever thirsted after their boss,” Hyunjae snorted.

“If I said I was jealous would it shut you two up?” Changmin asked.

“If it’s true then maybe,” Sunwoo looked at Hyunjae. The other man nodded. Changmin looked between them.

“I’m not jealous, I’m just…confused. They tried to kill each other multiple times and all of a sudden Juyeon is losing his shit if something even remotely upsets Younghoon? I don’t understand the total 180 that’s happened,” Changmin sighed.

“Maybe their relationship is more complex than we realize? Juyeon’s open with us, but he doesn’t have to be. I’d like to think if any of us wanted to date someone he’d be supportive,” Hyunjae suggested.

“That’s exactly it! He’s with someone who's supposed to be on the other side! He’s not supposed to want someone who’s supposed to put him in prison!” Changmin yelled. The other two jumped.

“Can you control who you fall in love with?” Sunwoo asked after a long pause.

“I’m not in love with anyone,” Changmin retorted.

“But if you were, do you really think you could control your feelings for someone regardless of which side they were on? I think we’ve gone way beyond taking sides. Juyeon didn’t have to let Younghoon in. He could’ve let him die. Are we bad guys because we break the law? Yes. Are we bad guys because we actively hurt people who have nothing to do with our lives? No. I think you’ve gotten a little too caught up on the technicalities rather than the reality of the situation,” Hyunjae told him.

“Do you really believe that?” Changmin’s tone softened.

“I do,” Hyunjae said. “Juyeon wouldn’t have made us his seconds if he didn’t trust us. Maybe it’s time you trusted him.”

Changmin looked down at his lap. Hyunjae and Sunwoo waited for him to say something.

“It’s always been black and white. There’s good guys and bad guys. There’s cops and robbers. The rules are simple,” he didn’t look up.

“Sometimes good guys do bad things and bad guys do good things. In case you didn’t notice, we don’t exactly follow rules,” Hyunjae put his hand on Changmin’s shoulder. Before Changmin replied, Sunwoo’s laptop dinged.

“What is it?” Changmin asked.

“It shouldn’t have taken this long, but I got another name. Seo Changbin was arrested with Han Jisung. Guess we know who we’re going to be talking to next,” Sunwoo replied.

“I’m not sure talking is how this is gonna go,” Hyunjae observed.

“Should we wake Juyeon up?” Sunwoo asked.

“Let him sleep. This will be a nice surprise for him when he wakes up,” Changmin grinned.

“Nothing good ever happens when you say shit like that,” Hyunjae said.

“I’m a bad guy, aren’t I?” Changmin replied. “Now let’s show Seo Changbin some TBZ hospitality.”

Younghoon woke up when Bori started scratching at the door to get out. Juyeon was still asleep, his arms locked around Younghoon’s waist. The clock helpfully informed him that it was 2am. They’d been asleep for almost 10 hours. The puppy started whining.

“Babe,” Younghoon shifted.

“Mmph?” Juyeon grunted

“I’ve got to take Bori out. I won’t be gone long,” he said.

“Promise?” Juyeon mumbled.

“Promise. Hopefully you’re awake enough to remember this conversation,” Younghoon kissed Juyeon’s hair and extracted himself from his grasp. Younghoon pulled on some clothes and opened the door. Bori bounded down the stairs toward the back door. Hyunjae, Changmin, and Sunwoo were sitting in the living room.

“What’s going on?” Younghoon asked carefully.

“Juyeon will kill us if we tell you,” Sunwoo replied. “Metaphorically.”

“I convinced him to stop hiding things from me. Take this conversation outside?” Younghoon suggested.

“I’ll go,” Hyunjae volunteered. Of course he’d volunteer when Bori was involved. The puppy still hadn’t accepted him in spite of Hyunjae’s best efforts.

“So what happened?” Younghoon didn’t look at him when they got outside, opting to watch Bori sniff the flowers.

“We found a guy who was arrested with Jisung. He’s in the basement,” Hyunjae told him. Younghoon turned his head slowly.

“He’s where?”

“In the basement. We don’t only have a full medical setup there. There might be a room or two dedicated to enhanced interrogation techniques,” Hyunjae replied.

“Torture?” Younghoon repeated.

“Well we aren’t going to start with the bamboo shoots under the fingernails until we know he was involved. Which means you have to identify him,” Hyunjae said. One of them was still alive. At least, that’s what the other three thought. Younghoon didn’t want to come face to face with his potential kidnapper. He knew it was necessary. He had to do it for Chanhee even if he didn’t do it for himself.

“I assume Juyeon doesn’t know,” Younghoon said.

“We collectively decided to let him sleep. You happened to get up first,” the other man replied. Younghoon looked back at Bori walking around the yard.

“I’ll do it,” he agreed.

“This is disgusting,” Jongho grumbled, looking at all the trash from the river.

“If you think this is gross, wait until they pull out a body that’s been in the water for 12 days,” Yunho said.

“When do you think he’ll call off the search? It’s been three days and we haven’t found anything other than an old fridge and a bunch of beer cans,” Jongho questioned.

“He won’t call it off until either we find the body or Juyeon tells him to,” Yunho looked at the other man.

“How did a criminal get the chief of police to do something for him?” It wasn’t really a question.

“Apparently they were friends when they were kids. That’s all I know,” Yunho said.

“Officers!” One of the searchers yelled to them and waved.

“Oh shit,” Yunho said under this breath. Jongho took a deep breath and followed Yunho over to the group.

“We found something on the monitor. It looks like the right size,” he said.

“Go ahead and bring it up,” Yunho told him. The team navigated to the mass they saw on the screen. Jongho kept glancing at Yunho as they slowly pulled it out of the water. They dragged a black bag onto the river bank. It was weighed down with cinder blocks.

“You might want to hold your breath,” the searcher warned them. He donned gloves and cut the bag open. The smell was enough to make them dry heave.

“Told you,” he said.

The body was bloated and decomposing, but the blond hair and slight frame matched Chanhee.

“Looks like him,” Jongho coughed.

“I’ll let the chief know. Go ahead and send him to the medical examiner for an autopsy,” Yunho gagged.

“Can do,” the searcher replied. Yunho walked far enough away from the group that no one could hear him.

“Yes?” The voice asked when he picked up.

“They found him,” Yunho said.

“And you identified him?”

“Yes,” Yunho confirmed.

“Good. I can’t have you giving anything away,”

“No, sir,” he agreed.

“Make sure everything is in order with the paperwork after the autopsy,”

“You want me to watch them autopsy him?” Yunho stifled a gag.

“Of course not. I need you to make sure that there’s nothing anyone can question on the paperwork. Am I clear?”

“Yes, sir,” he replied.

“Very good. Take Jongho with you. Let me know when everything is complete,”

“Yes, sir,” Yunho nodded even though he couldn’t see him. The voice on the other end didn’t reply. He simply ended the call.

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Prompt: A continuation of this teaser

Tags: Graphic depiction of violence

A/N: Yes, it’s another Juyeon ship. I’ve had a rough day