You're pathetic. Worthless. How could you do this to us?

"No..."

Weak. Useless.

"Please..."

Show us how strong you are San. Prove to us that you are worthy.

San shifted in bed and tried to focus on the door. He wouldn't let them take over. He couldn't... Not after last night.

You don't need him. We will take care of you. You saw what happened at the bank. You could have that kind of power.

But he didn't want it. He wanted the happiness he had found with Yunho.

San bit his lip and sat up in bed, gently lifting the arm around his waist off him and glancing down at the taller.

Yunho's cheeks were slightly rosy as he smacked his lips and rubbed his nose before rolling over. He looked so peaceful when he slept.

Now's your chance. Do it.

San shook his head and slipped out of bed. If he couldn't get them to stop, then he knew he needed to take himself away from what was causing them to act up.

San!

His head snapped the the side. He could feel the darkness starting to take over. "No! I don't serve you!"

Yes you do. The voices started to chant over and over again.

San felt himself losing the battle. He almost turned around to go back to Yunho, but he knew that if he lost at the wrong moment, it could mean Yunho's life. So he ran in the other direction, and was then slammed against the wall by some invisible force as he lost himself to the other side...

His eyes narrowed as he looked both direction.

Back the way he came was the one who was destroying him. In front of him were other targets that posed a threat, one being the cowardly boy who had recognized one of the men today.

San chuckled as he remembered the terrified look on the boy's face. He had every right to be afraid.

But for now... There was something he needed to do.

So he turned down the hall he knew would lead him to the main computer system.

He peeked in the door and saw that the hacker was curled up on his bed in the corner. Moving on silent feet, San grabbed the single laptop he had and sat out in the hallway.

The idiot was too trusting and didn't set up a passcode, making it all to easy to send the small piece of information out that was needed. Then he put the laptop back exactly where he found it and made his way back to his room.

The driver was still sound asleep in the bed. As much as it might simplify things to just end him now... It could complicate things in the future.

So he crawled back into bed and slowly released the hold on his body and nestled back into Yunho's arms.

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Jongho tapped the table nervously as he waiting for the meeting to start. Everyone was on edge now that Hongjoong had called a 'family meeting' and was sitting at the head of the table.

His face was set in a scowl as he stared at the table. If he had the ability to burn things just from his gaze, there would be a hole in the table...

Mingi was already there, and so was San and Yunho.

It was obvious that something had happened between the two of them. Yunho could barely keep his eyes off San, and San kept glancing up at Yunho and then looked away turning red.

It was cute, but also annoying, as it just reminded Jongho that he was still stuck in his loner status.

He huffed as he thought about all the times he had tried asking guys at his fighting ring out and was always turned down. And now here he was bottom of the food chain too.

Seemed fitting he supposed. Maybe it's what he deserved, seeing as he started earning money from the ring.

Yeosang came in a few minutes later and sat between Jongho and Mingi.

The younger found himself watching the hacker's smooth movements longer than he should have and instantly looked away.

Their time together monitoring the bank heist yesterday... It hadn't been as bad as Jongho had thought guarding the hacker would be.

Yeosang had an adorable face of concentration when he leaned over the keyboard. He never looked down at what he was typing either, showing complete confidence in his hands.

And the way he pushed his sucker around in his mouth...

Jongho shook his head and sat up straighter. This was just the loneliness talking. It's not like Yeosang would ever be interested in a 'brute' like him. He was probably attracted to someone on the same level as him smarts wise.

"There you are." Hongjoong said, making Jongho look up.

Seonghwa was standing in the doorway. He looked nervous.

"Where is Wooyoung?"

"He's still sleeping. I... I couldn't bring myself to wake him up." Seonghwa said gently. It looked like he wanted to glance over his shoulder or turn around, but he forced himself to go sit.

"We can fill him in later, I guess. Now I need you to tell me what happened Seonghwa. You knew them, didn't you?" Hongjoong said, getting straight to the point.

Seonghwa visibly tensed, but held Hongjoong gaze.

Jongho glanced and Yunho and saw that his eyes were flitting between the two of them as well as he spun his coffee cup on the table.

"Yes." The oldest finally answered.

Jongho felt his mouth open slightly at the revelation.

"Who were they?"

"I already told you, I can't reveal that information. That was part of my deal." Seonghwa's mouth formed a thin line as he kept his voice low and even.

"How can you be that selfish?" Yunho asked, leaning forward. Seonghwa's eyes flicked to the taller, but nothing else moved. "I respected that choice to begin with, but do we mean nothing to you now? I thought we were a team."

The veins in Seonghwa's neck and forehead strained as it looked like he was struggling to hold himself back.

"What happened to Wooyoung?" Hongjoong asked.

San leaned forward too, showing his interest in the answer. His forehead was creased with concern, and Yunho placed a hand on his back to try and calm him.

At those words, Seonghwa's face broke a little bit as his eyes now moved to the door.

"Seonghwa." Hongjoong's voice became stern. "Last chance."

"He recognized someone from his past." Seonghwa spoke softly.

Yeosang sucked in a harsh breath and brought a hand to his mouth. "And that's why he froze?"

"Yes."

"There's something more you aren't telling us." Hongjoong pressed his fingers together and brought them to his lips.

Jongho nodded in agreement. While Yeosang was good with electronics, Jongho was good with people. He could tell that Seonghwa was hiding something just by the way he was sitting. It was like he had to keep his body locked up to give away anything.

And frankly, it was starting to piss Jongho off.

Hongjoong let out a long sigh. "You have until the end of the day to decide if you're going to tell us or not, Seonghwa. If you don't, you're off the team."

The oldest paled a little, but didn't move or say anything as Hongjoong shoved his chair back as he stood. "I'm doing a grocery run. Who wants to go with me?"

"We will. I could use some fresh air." Yunho growled, taking San's hand and pulling him from the table.

No one looked at Seonghwa as they left.

But Hongjoong did stop in the hallway and turn to Yeosang. "Will you keep an eye on him? There's something going on and I don't like it. I don't want to have to send him back to the prison, but I won't tolerate anything that will put any of you in danger."

Jongho admired the concern in his eyes as his faced softened while looked at the hacker, and then turned to Jongho.

"Yeah, I can do that. Are you ok?" Yeosang asked, chewing on his lip.

Their leader hummed and rubbed his eyebrow. "I just want this straightened out. We still know nothing about, well... Anything. I feel like we are no closer to bringing them down than when we first started."

"I think we just need to give it a little more time." Jongho said. "They are bound to show their hand or slip up at some point. They know we are out here now. We'll get them." He lifted a hand and placed it gently on Hongjoong's shoulder.

The older had a defeated look on his face, but he gave Jongho a grateful nod. "Do you guys need anything from the store."

"More suckers." Yeosang said, earning a smirk from Hongjoong.

"No, I'm good. You guys stay safe."

Hongjoong nodded before going to join Mingi, Yunho, and San at the door by the garage.

"Do you... Want to come with me for a little bit? I wouldn't mind some fighting pointers." Yeosang said, the corner of his mouth rising in a small smile.

Jongho nodded quickly, then paused when he Seonghwa stepped out of the dining room and walked in the direction of their back patio.

The pair stood there for a second before making their way to Yeosang's room.

Jongho went to sit on the bed while Yeosang logged into the computer and pulled up the monitoring system. He glanced over at the screen and noticed four dots speeding away on an overview map of the city. On a different screen there were two dots in Yeosang's room, one dot in Seonghwa's room, and one dot on the back patio.

Nodding in satisfaction, Yeosang spun his chair around and gave Jongho a serious look. "Ok, what's first." He blinked once.

Jongho chuckled and stood up, rotating his shoulders and cracking his neck. "Let's start with the basic poses, do you remember the little bit I taught you already?"

The older nodded and stood up. He spread his legs apart, bent his knees, and lifted his balled up fists in front of his face.

"Good." Jongho praised, then placed his hand over one of Yeosang's and pushed it down. "Make sure you can still see. That's the most important thing. And you need to keep your ears open."

"Ok, ok." Yeosang said, adjusting where he held his hands so one was close to his face and the other was a little lower.

"Better. Now, show me your punch." Jongho held up his open hand and nodded.

Yeosang's eyes widened, but another nod from Jongho had him focusing his attention on Jongho's hand. He pressed his lips together in a thin line, then swung forward, making contact with Jongho's hand.

The younger had to admit that it stung a little, but he'd been hit harder. It was a good first try. And the way that Yeosang's eyes lit up was absolutely adorable.

"That felt good." Yeosang said, hopping in place.

"Good. Let's go again." Jongho clapped his hands twice then held them up.

They worked on that for a bit until Yeosang had a decent swing, then they moved on to some other moves.

When Yeosang felt comfortable enough, they started a practice fight to work on Yeosang staying observant and dodging Jongho's attacks.

The sparred for a long time. Both of them had a layer of sweat coating their bodies and soaking into the their shirts.

As they started to wear down, Yeosang took another swing at Jongho and went wide. He stumbled forward, gasped as he threw his arms out to catch himself.

Jongho bent forward and looped and arm around Yeosang's waist, trying to catch the older before he hit the floor.

The momentum of both of them ended up winning, however, and they both crashed. But Jongho twisted them so he took the brunt of the fall and Yeosang landed on top of him. It caused him to smack his head against the hard floor, though, and he groaned.

"Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry." Yeosang said, reaching a hand up to grab the back of Jongho's head. "Are you ok?"

Jongho hissed and reached up at the same time. He ended up placing his hand over Yeosang's not he back of his head and they both froze.

As his heart started to pound faster, Jongho decided to take a chance. He slowly guided Yeosang's hand down so that ran across his head and stopped at his cheek. Then he turned his head to lean into the older's hand and closed his eyes.

Yeosang's thumb moved back and forth on it's own accord and Jongho couldn't help but let out a small sigh at the feeling.

"Jongho?" Yeosang said, his voice barely above a murmur.

The younger opened his eyes and looked up at him. The sight took his breath away. Yeosang's skin glistened and even with his hair messed up and plastered to his forehead, he had never looked better.

"I know... You didn't want to be stuck with me. But... I'm gl-"

Jongho cut Yeosang off by extending his neck and pressing their lips together.

The older squeezed Jongho's cheek and the contact and instantly returned the kiss.

This was better than he had even imagined. So much for being lonely. Jongho had to chuckle at the thought.

Yeosang pulled the kiss. "What?" He asked, looking confused.

"Nothing, nothing." Jongho smiled, nuzzling into Yeosang's hand again. "I was just throwing myself a pity party earlier because Hongjoong and Mingi, and now Yunho and San have hooked up."

Yeosang let out a sigh of relief. "I thought you were laughing at me."

"For that weak ass punch maybe." Jongho smirked, earning a glare from the older.

"Take that back."

"Ok." Jongho said, pulling Yeosang down into another kiss.

They stayed like that for several minutes, both getting used to the sensation. It was foreign to both, so they were just testing the waters right now.

But they were both so absorbed in each other, that they didn't notice the group of dots moving around the perimeter of their complex.