“Baekhy- …. WOAH” came the voice behind before crashing through the window and onto the floor in a heap. “Ouch” moaned the body.

“Shut up Jongin! If Chanyeol asks me why I failed this mission, I don’t think he’ll be the slightest bit amused when I tell him I was busted by a double left-footed idiot, who can’t climb through a window without landing in a puddle on the floor”

“Sorry Baek, I just wanted to help” Jongin murmured, still crumpled up in the same position.

Baekhyun scoffed, and turned to resume to trying to find what he was looking for. “Chanyeol said there would be a safe or something, but where exactly could it be…?”

“Have you tried looking in a cupboard or something?” chirped Jongin, finally having regained his posture, now standing on his two feet with his torch out.

“Oh yeah, because I’m trying to find a 7-legged monster” he remarked sarcastically. He continued pacing around the floorboards of the room searching every nook and cranny with his small hand-held torchlight. Jongin had picked something up from one of the shelves and was examining it closely, tapping it at the base expecting something magic to pop out. Baekhyun continued walking over the mahogany floorboards until he abruptly stopped and took a single step back with his left foot. He shifted his weight forward, and then back stepping on two different floorboards.

“Baekhyun, what are you-?” He was cut of with Baekhyun giving him the most aggressive stare. Jongin pursed his lips into a tight thin line and watched as Baekhyun kneeled on all fours and started tapping the two floorboards in question. One produced a hollower sound compared to the other surrounding it.

“Bingo” Baekhyun whispered, as he started feeling the edge of the floorboard. Jongin’s eyes bulged in surprise and he immediately let go of the object in his hand and ran over to Baekhyun and see what he had found. The small box like object landed with a thud on the floor as Baekhyun found the edge of the floorboard and pulled it up finding a large ivory wooden box placed right underneath.

“Do you think the diamonds are in there Baek?” Jongin questioned.

“Well, it’s either that, or something that they don’t want anyone to find. Either way, we’re in luck” Baekhyun answered eyes fixed on the ivory box, which was a stark contrast to everything else dullen in the room. He lifted it out of the small hole with all his strength and placed it on the side, on the more stable flooring situated around it. The box seemed to have no direct opening, no lid, no lock, just a smooth block of white, with a single cube etched out on the top. Confusion struck both men as they tried to figure out how to open the box.

“Maybe it’s controlled by fingerprint?” Jongin suggested, to which Baekhyun shook his head.

“It would need some sort of technological pad or screen for it to be recognized by fingerprint. Also, I don’t think they would invest too much money to protect something which would be equally expensive. That would just be stupid.”

“There must be some other way around it” he paused. “Maybe we should take a picture of it and show Chanyeol, maybe he will have an idea on how to open the box?”

“How would Chanyeol know how to open it?” Baekhyun asked slightly annoyed at how much Jongin was underestimating him right now

Suddenly, they heard a small creak. They both looked up and flashed their lights up to where the sound approximately came from. Baekhyun then scanned the entire room searching for any other sign of movement.

“It must have just been a rat, god knows how many are scuttling through here now. I wouldn’t be surprised at all… this place is disgusting”

Jongin and Baekhyun pulled a face and continued to look at the box.

“He’s the one who told you it would be in some sort of safe or something…”

“Well was it?!” Baekhyun retorted with annoyance

Jongin kept his mouth shut because he knew if he pissed off Baekhyun even more, there would be a risk of him losing his temper and shouting. He didn’t want them to get caught on a mission, so he stayed silent.

“Plus” Baekhyun continued regaining his composure “It would waste a lot of time Jongin, and we never know, if by the time we get a chance to come back here again, the location of the box is still here. Who knows how long we have before this diamond gets sold for a shit load of money”

“Well… if we don’t know how to open it now, then aren’t we wasting our time here and increasing our chances of maybe…oh…I don’t know ...um… GETTING CAUGHT?!”

Bakehyun ignored Jongin’s pessimistic remarks and continued examining the box, running his fingers over the cube like depth carved into it. He felt the sides and then the rest of the upper surface, noting how the inside of the carved structure was smoother than the rest of the ivory. It seemed to have had less exposure or more wear compared to the rest of the box. It seemed as if the cut was fairly new or had been used so much, that the rougher edges had been smoothed down.

It suddenly struck him.

“It’s a lock.”

“What?” Jongin asked still in a muddled state of mind.

“It’s a lock” he repeated, and then he grabbed onto Jongin’s shoulders. “The block, the block, where did you put the block!?” Jongin stared at him with utter confusion before Baekhyun stood up and started looking around. “Where the hell is that object that you were playing around with, not 5 minutes ago?!”

Jongin turned around to face him, suddenly on the same wave of understanding as Baekhyun before stammering. “I dropped it right there on the… floor…” He shone the torchlight at the place where he had let go of the object to find nothing there. He blinked again, but the object was not there. He thought for a while, trying to recall if he had put it in a different place, but no matter how hard he thought, he remembered dropping it on the floor in that exact location. 

Then it hit him.

He immediately looked at the other who was staring right back at him with the same thought running through his head after the disappearance of the small cubed object.

“Someone’s here” they both whispered in unison.

Your alarm pierced through your sleep jolting you up from your bed as you reached to turn it off.

05:30 am.

“Great” you thought. Monday. You sluggishly removed yourself from your bed, grabbing your toothbrush and towel in your room and making your way into the shower. You brushed your teeth and stepped in letting the scalding hot water wash over and clean your skin. You preferred the water to be hot, it gave you a sense of relaxation. After 15 minutes, you were a lot more awake and getting dressed into some black jeans, a black tank top and a black leather jacket. You tied your long hair into a high pony, put on your black combat boots and slipped your phone into your pocket. After grabbing an apple and your car keys, you drove to work.

Just as you parked, you looked at the time

06:40

“Shit” you cursed. You were 10 minutes late. You placed the car in neutral, turned the engine off and bolted through the large silver building plated

‘THE SOFA AND MATTRESS STORE, FOR ALL YOUR SOFA AND MATTRESS NEEDS”

You ran all the way at the back to the fire escape and climbed the stairs to the third floor. You punched in the code outside the black door and placed your finger onto the digital pad. The door opened with a soft click as you scurried inside down the scarcely lit corridor. You ran past 10 doors before you turned left into one where an old man in his 60’s was sitting at his desk, typing something on his computer.

“I know… I know, before you start, yes I am…” you looked at your phone, panting  “14 minutes and” you paused again and the clock changed a minute.. “now 15 minutes late. But I have a good reason… I was on my way here and I – ” Before you could say anymore, you were cut off by the man holding up a hand to your face as a sign for you to stop.

“Y/N, I don’t care about why you’re late, just hurry up and get on with what I told you yesterday.” You sighed and rolled your eyes. You took another deep breath and began blurting out everything you were thinking in your mind.

“Look Dad, have I not shown you how capable I am of going on a mission? I have trained with Yixing, a hundred times. I know his tactics inside out and I’m pretty sure I can knock him off his feet within a matter of seconds. I have completed target practice with Luhan, a hundred times. I know how to shoot, my aim is impeccable, and my knife strike can kill a person in one cut. I have even learned how to defend myself A HUNDRED TIMES, with both my arms tied behind my back, and no weapons at all, absoloutely perfectly! I have proved I am ready to face whatever the criminal world throws at me!!! Can you not just assign me something so I can prove you wrong?”

You waited for what seemed like a decade before your Dad looked up just enough to make eye contact with you.

“Did you do what I told you to do yesterday?” He asked again.

You sighed knowing that he had not listened to a single word you said and how stubborn he could be sometimes.

“No, but like I said I feel like I’m ready to…”

“And that’s why you are not fit enough to go, or even be assigned to any mission”

You looked at him in utter confusion.

“YOU ASKED ME TO CLEAN THE WINDOWS DAD!”

“Well, when you start to learn how to follow orders, I will think about assigning you to your first mission. Now go and clean those windows so well, that I will be able to see my reflection in them”

You groaned outwardly before you stomped out of the room, making your presence known. You made your way into the upstairs utility room to grab a bucket, a cloth, some cleaner and a step ladder before walking into the upstairs lobby and starting to work on the windows.

You were a secret agent (or in training to be one), part of an association mafia called SM. Your dad ran the entire mafia from your secluded location in the roof of a furniture store. This part of your life had always been a secret from the rest of the world. To everyone else, you were a normal student studying for your degree in Criminal Analysis at University. You had friends, but they were all just for show, and you never kept in touch with any of them outside of university. You knew getting too close to people would risk your secret coming to light and that was the last thing you ever wanted. This association meant the world to you, you’d had the family that you’d always wanted, and everything here was just as you imagined it to be. Your mum and dad had met on a secret mission, and you always knew this is what you were born for. After losing your mum whilst she was on a dangerous mission to obtain some illegal weapons, you had made a pact to focus all your attention to the mafia and even changed your degree into researching what people did to prevent people like you, from succeeding. So now, you knew every trick used in the hypothetical book just so you could avoid it. All you needed to do now, was become an agent and go on your first accompanied mission.

Unlike other mafias out there, your association mafia was the hub of all crime. Ranging from drugs, thefts, trafficking… your mafia did it all. However, those were all child’s play.

The main objective of your mafia… Pawning.

You stole valuable goods and objects to sell them on the black market and make a profit. You would then produce drugs in lower class countries and import them here to sell at the top price. Your association was one of the best in the industry, so much so, that the word competition from other mafias didn’t even cause you to blink an eye. You belonged to the top dogs of the game, and you knew it.

You continued cleaning the windows only to hear a loud thud sound. You assumed something had fallen, but all your senses were highly alert and on edge. Suddenly, you turned around, jumped off your step ladder and pressed the spray on the aerosol window cleaner, waving it around frantically in front of you.

“Y/N…STOP… *cough* CAN YOU STOP *cough*, OKAY WE GET IT…ENOUGH NOW…SORRY!”

You immediately took your finger off the aerosol can and stared at the semi-dying figure in front of you. He was wheezing and coughing his guts out with his eyes closed and tears running down his face.

“OMG YIXING! I’M SO SORRY” you cried, dropping everything and running to get him a glass of water. You filled up a whole cup from the lobby water dispenser and held it right near his lips. He took a sip and smiled. You noticed as your face immediately turned annoyed and you splashed the water all over his face. Yixing broke out into a fit of laughter opening his eyes and seeing you standing there all angry and bothered.

“You shouldn’t have fooled me like that Yixing. I honestly thought you got hurt… UGH why did you sneak up on me like that, I could have really caused some damage to your eyes, or even hit you!”

“First rule of being an agent, if you sneak up on someone, always expect the unexpected.” He laughed again, seeing your face lighten up a little.

It was no lie, Yixing made you smile, and you appreciated his company a lot. The other members of the mafia were really close to you as well, but none of them joked around with you as much as Yixing did. He made waiting to go on missions worthwhile and would always teach you small things that you weren’t supposed to know. He would sometimes sneak you out on small missions to steal moderately valuable items and bring you back unnoticed. You loved hanging around with him, and it wouldn’t be crazy to admit if you started to develop any feelings for him. The way his dimples showed when he smiled, his soft tousled hair, and his incredibly defined body. But, to keep things simple and less complicated, you just appreciated him a lot as someone who cared for you and as a good friend.

“Say, Yixing, I heard a loud thud earlier in one of the rooms… was that you? Did you fall or something?”

“No Y/N. You’ve been on your own on this floor with boss. Luhan and I just came back from a mission, and the rest of the members have today off. You’ve been the only one on this floor for all I know…”

Panic sprinted up and down your spine as you dashed out of the lobby making your way towards the storage room. Yixing darted behind you following where you were going. He seemed to have caught onto what you thought was happening, so ran after you.

You peered in the small glass portion of the storage room door which was locked. You almost had a heart attack when you noticed the passing of a beam of light in the room. You slowly turned to Yixing who had seen the same thing you had, and you both nodded at each other in unison without saying a word. You carefully unlocked the door with your fingerprint, hearing a small click to signify that it was open. You didn’t walk in immediately, but stayed silent to see if you could hear any conversation, and without a doubt, you could hear two male voices, sounding around middle 20’s.

“Do you think the diamonds are in there Baek?” a male questioned.

“Well, it’s either that, or something that the they don’t want anyone to find. Either way, we’re in luck”

Your heart leapt out of your chest knowing exactly what was going on. You became increasingly worried and scanned the storage room for any weapons since all of yours were in the armory. You glanced at Yixing who held his hand up, palms towards you, signaling that he didn’t have any on him either. Of course, he must have de-weaponized himself after completing the mission. You motioned for him to stay as you decided to go in.

You used the small fragments of light from the torches of the intruders to silently make your way into the shadows of the storage room. You desperately continued to look for something to defend yourself with because even though you knew you could win against these intruders with both your hands tied, you didn’t know how dangerous they were. Without knowing that, you had to be cautious. Whilst looking for a weapon, your eyes perused over the room, almost missing something crucial. The key to the box! It was lying there right at the back of the room. You mentally cursed, but pinched yourself, starting the process of creeping towards the back of the room to go get the key.

“Maybe it’s controlled by fingerprint?” One of the men suggested.

“It would need some sort of technological pad or screen for it to be recognized by fingerprint. Also, I don’t think they would invest too much money to protect something which would be equally expensive. That would just be stupid.”

You were almost half way through the storage room, but for you to grab the key unnoticed, you would have to move faster than this. You shifted swiftly through the old unused objects, hiding behind each one for protection. As you stepped out to move closer from a chest of old drawers, a floorboard creaked excruciatingly below you, causing you hold your breath and rapidly duck behind the drawers again. Almost as soon as you had, the flashlights shone exactly in your direction, pinpointing the chest of draws in the torchlight. You remained completely stiff not daring to even let your breath out. When the torchlight shifted its focus off the furniture you were hiding behind, you quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

“It must have just been a rat, god knows how many are scuttling through here now. I wouldn’t be surprised at all… this place is disgusting” One of them muttered loud enough for you to hear.

You continued to venture through the room, making your way stealthily behind the two men as they continued their conversation. You slowly bent over and picked up the small cube that was the key. You thought about making your way out as soon as possible, but then an idea struck you, you smirked and sat down on the small bedside table positioned near an old armoire.

“It’s a lock.” One of them stated calmly.

“What?”

“It’s a lock” he repeated, and then he grabbed onto the other man’s shoulders. “The block, the block, where did you put the block!?” He got up frantically and started looking around. “Where the hell is that object that you were playing around with, not 5 minutes ago?!”

The other man seemed to finally understand what was going on and replied.

“I dropped it right there on the… floor…” he shone his torchlight to where you had just picked the key up from the floor

After a long pause, both looked at each other in unison and whispered,

“Someone’s here”

You got up and started clapping. Both their lights focused to you in an instant blinding you momentarily before you quickly adjusted to look them in the faces holding the cube up to your eye level. You decided to tease them and spoke with a voice laced with triumph and venom.

“Is this what you were looking for boys?”

Ahhhhh, okay so that was the first chapter!!!!