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"𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕓 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕞𝕪𝕖𝕠𝕟-𝕤𝕤𝕚" 

~𝔹𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝔹𝕒𝕖𝕜𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 

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I mean every word I say... I mean every word I say... I mean every word I say-"Junmyeon are you even listening?" The aforementioned snaps out of his thoughts, seeing Jongdae furrowing his eyebrows at him. 

"You're the one who asked me to fill you in on the mission details remember?" he says and Junmyeon nods apologetically, allowing the other to continue. 

"Okay, so this guy's an ex mafia leader, but he still kills people for the fun of it. Namjoon is on a mission with Baekhyun, so I'll be your partner this time," Jongdae says and Junmyeon can't help but be curious: "What mission are they on?" 

The younger hesitates before letting out a sigh, "Baekhyun was really hell bent on getting 'caught up' on your case with Chanyeol... so he asked Namjoon to help him spy on him. Jungsik approved." Junmyeon is silent. 

There was a possibility that Baekhyun really wanted to be up to speed- But Junmyeon had a feeling that there was more to it. "As long as he knows what we're doing and doesn't screw anything up- It's fine," he says and slings the strap on his bag over his shoulder while getting up, "besides- We have a mission to do."

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Hello tight cocktail dress He holds the navy blue, sequinned dress in his hands, not really ecstatic to having the piece of clothing cling onto his skin all night. According to the file, their target had a thing for the color blue. How lovely. His phone buzzes and it's a message from Jongdae asking if he was ready.

Jongdae

You ready yet?

Junmyeon

Actually...

Jongdae

Sigh... okay hyung.

I'll send you the address

Don't be too late

Kim Jongdae just shared a location

...

Junmyeon only smiles at Jongdae's reliability, putting his phone down before facing himself in the mirror. "I better hurry," he says to himself while stripping his shirt off. He puts on the dress, the small sequins lightly scratching at his skin.

 The fishnet stockings fit uncomfortably on his legs, but they weren't as uncomfortable as the silver stilettos that he pushed his feet into. Why did he sign up for this job again? Junmyeon didn't remember to be honest. The long, black wig comes next, the bangs covering his eyes for a 'mysterious' affect. 

 He takes his time to do his makeup and look more 'womanly', in order to really be convincing. Eventually being satisfied with the result, he grabs his things before leaving his apartment. Junmyeon checks the address Jongdae sent him, and he can't help but chuckle. 

Lotto- The place where he had killed Cheolmin. What were the odds? He sends a message to Jongdae to alert him that he was on his way. 

This was going to be one interesting mission.

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The familiar scene of the luxurious banquet hall gave Junmyeon a light hit of deja vu. His phone rings, and sees Jongdae's name appear on the screen:

Jongdae

"Are you here?"

Junmyeon

"Yeah, where is he?"

Jongdae

"He's towards the back with

some of his friends. They're

pretty drunk, so I think it's

a good opportunity for you."

Junmyeon

"Okay, I'll make my way over."

Jongdae

"Be careful. I'll be here if

you need help."

Call ended.

Junmyeon tucks his phone into his purse, scanning the room until he's able to make out a group of men laughing together in the back. He smirks and begins to walk towards them... but then stops when he sees him: Chanyeol. 

The taller was smiling and talking with someone, but Junmyeon couldn't see who and was really 'curious' to see who it was. Or was it jealousy? He glances at the group of men, who were still there, and decides that a few minutes wouldn't hurt. 

Junmyeon walks in Chanyeol's direction, trying to see the person he was talking with in the sea of people. Then he gets a clear view of who it was: Byun Baekhyun. 

The younger was relatively close to the taller, playfully hitting his chest a few times and batting his eyelashes at him. Junmyeon feels his eye twitch slightly.

  "Junmyeon hyung! Where are you? He's on the move!" He hears Jongdae yell into his ear piece and he remembers that he was on a mission, muttering an apology as he rushes the other way. 

Junmyeon can feel someone smirking from behind him as he catches his breath, nearly missing his chance to get his target. It had to Baekhyun. It had to be.

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"That'll teach motherfuckers like you not to kill innocent people." He grabs his bag and fixes the suit he changed into, make sure there was no makeup on his face as he carefully exits the room. 

The hallway is empty and dark, which was perfect for Junmyeon to be able to escape easily. A few steps in and someone pulls him, pushing him against the wall. "Another successful kill Junmyeon-ssi?" 

He comes face to face with Baekhyun giving him a cocky grin. "You..." The younger lets him go, putting his hands up in defense. "Hey I didn't mean to startle you-" "How'd you know I was here?" 

Baekhyun smiles and pretends to think before looking at him straight in the eyes, "don't play dumb Junmyeon-ssi. I know you saw me with Chanyeol." 

Junmyeon's hands are clenched into fists on his sides, but he doesn't say a word while the younger continues. 

"He's a pretty nice guy actually. He was telling me about his job and..." he points a Junmyeon, "you." 

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