Seung Gil Lee

"Are you happy?" I ask into my earpiece as I head back to my room.

"Just hold on for a minute..." my partner says in my ear, "... and... and we're connected."

"We better be after all the work I did. You know making a microscopic tracker, and camera glasses in one day isn't an easy task, not to mention making both of those things untraceable, and undetectable. Oh, and not to mention how I needed to give it to Victor without him knowing! Did you see that look on his face, he looked so confused."

"I promised you that'll make it up to you." He says.

"So you'll give me that massage?"

"Oh honey, I'll give you more than a massage, I can promise you that," he says seductively in my ear through the headpiece.

"Well, you better!" I say chuckling.

I open the door to my room and find Phichit sitting at his desk that I set up for him in my room (yes I set up a workstation for my boyfriend in my room. Cause that's what we do in my room... wORk). His larger computer monitor hooked up to the camera on Victor's glasses so that we see what he sees, and the other monitor has the tape on it. Phichit is huddled over the third monitor rapidly typing on the keyboard.

"Your hands better be that fast and as smooth when they are on my d-"

"Oh good, you're finally back!" Phichit says jumping up from his chair.

"You know that I've been standing here for a while." I reach up and disconnect my head piece.

"Well, you could've said something." He grumbles, but he makes no move to disconnect his head piece.

"Aren't you going to disconnect?" I ask motion to the head piece.

"Nah, I like hearing your voice in my ear." He says turning back to the screen.

I sneak up to him and place my hands on his shoulders. As I lean down to level my mouth to his ear, I slide my hands off his shoulder, and down his chest.

"So you like it when you hear my voice right next to you?" I whisper into his ear. He shivers under me. "So how about that massage?" I ask, slowly bring my hands back up over his chest, taking my time, roaming over his chest. He moans a little under me. Teasingly I blow on his ear. His cheeks flush, and his mouth opens a little bit, drawing his breath in sharply.

"Seung Gil Lee..." he pants out, "we can't... Victor and... and Yuri."

I groan, and gently kiss his neck... the sensitive part, right under his ear. I give his ear a soft blow for good measure. Startled, he lets out a small gasp. "Whatever you say, captain," I whisper into his ear before straightening up. I'm about to take my hand off his shoulder and turn to my desk to log in to my computer, but his hand grabs my hand and pulls me back.

"What?" I ask. Leaning down, putting my hand on his desk as he swivels to face me. I lean in towards him. "Don't tell me you want more. What about Victor and Yuri?" I ask raising my eyebrow.

He grabs my sweater and drags me toward him. I let him, and he pulls me in for a kiss. I lean in to deepen the kiss, and Phichit gasps as I sit and straddle him. I take in the opportunity to slip my tongue in to find his.

I move my hand to his hair, and the other around his waist to draw him closer. Phichit puts both hands around my neck. 

Phichit tugs at my shirt, and I grin. My lips never leaving his, I reach to untuck my shirt-

CRACK

We both jump. The sound came from the computer... where the recording of Victor's vision is on the monitor. We see the view of blood on the floor... the angle that we see everything at... it's as if Victor is lying on the ground. We see a pair of shoes approaching.

"Since when did you start wearing glasses? We've had people watching you for a while, and you haven't been wearing glasses." A mystery voice said... probably the guy who the shoes belong to.

"Ever since my eyesight started deteriorating. But these glasses are actually special glasses. They block out all the idiot in the world... so I guess the person this voice belongs to is an idiot." Victor looks up, and we see the face of a young man with brown hair, spiked up.

"Why you-" the man says

"Mickey, Mickey relax." A hand is placed on his shoulder... a hand belonging to a man with sandy hair and a goatee.

"Tch" Mickey tries to shake the handoff, but the iron grip on his shoulder does not loosen.

"We're just here to escort him back ok? I don't want him to be injured when we get back because then he will not be as effective as I hope he will be. Come on buddy."

"Don't say 'Buddy'. Don't act as if we are a team. Ever since you gave yourself to her, I've never considered us as a team again."

The sandy-haired guy with a goatee clucks his tongue. "Mickey I know that you still care for Emil Nekola, and I clearly know your feelings for me. You've made that completely obvious. I can see that hate burning in your eyes. But you must cooperate, and follow your plan so that you can get your sister back."

Mickey gives an annoyed shrug, but backs away from the topic, "I just fu*king hate how I have to do this mission with you when you are in his body." he murmurs under his breath.

 All the time they were talking, Victor was slowly inching away, and once Mickey turned, Victor dashed... but the guy with the goatee reacted faster.

He reaches into his waistband, and pulled out a gun, pointing it at Victor, he fired one round, and that was enough. Victor went down.

All we see is the sidewalk.

"I thought you said that you didn't want him hurt, but look at what you did to him." we hear Mikey say.

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Original A/n that this chapter was posted with.

A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

Yeah... that chapter happened... I hope you guys don't hate me for the ending...

That is the amount of smut I will get into in this novel probably...I hope it was ok...Idk if I did it right, but whatever.

The next chapter will be weird... and then the weirdness does not stop there... it gets even weirder... so please bear with me! (；一_一) (─‿‿─)

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