This was a bad situation. Doyoung was well aware of that and he had prepared himself to experience that feeling. You know, the one where you feel your heart free fall to the pit of your stomach as your body is finding every way to give you a heads up that this is a sketchy situation and you should probably skedaddle. But Doyoung wasn't expecting the rest of his organs to plummet down and his inner self repeatedly screeching at the top of his lungs, 'GET OUT OF THERE, YOU IDIOT".

What the hell am I doing here, Doyoung thought to himself. Or rather he began to internally interrogate himself on why he agreed to participate in such a high risk situation with only a small panic button on a bracelet to save himself. Sure, Doyoung was capable of defending himself. But if this guy starts to get stabby then he is out of luck. 

Doyoung began to attempt to slow down his walking speed, hoping to delay whatever was waiting for him in that room but that only made Kai quicken his pace. 

"Nervous, are you?" Kai chuckled with a sad attempt of a seductuve grin which Doyoung could tell he must have practiced in the mirror at least over a hundred times.

Doyoung couldn't help but produce a half laugh riddled with obvious anxiety as he rapidly shook his head. 

"Nope! Not at all... it's just a-aren't we walking kind of fast?" Kai might've practiced that grin in the mirror probably a thousand times, but Doyoung definitely hadn't perfected his 'don't worry, I'm definitely not a spy hell bent on touching your hand and finding out all the dirty you've been up to' face.

"What did you say your name was, again?" Kai's question was proposed as a demand rather than an inquisition and that grin had shape-shifted into a distrustful and slightly disappointed scowl. 

"Doyoung... Ah! I mean Dohwan" 

Great time to mess up your own name, Doyoung cursed at himself. Doyoung attempted to compose himself slightly and make his expression appear as sincere as possible but it was too late. The atmosphere had shifted. Suddenly, the weight that Doyoung had felt on his chest the entire evening had increased exponentially, as if some sick prick was seeing how many bricks he could balance on Doyoung's chest before his ribs would collapse. It didn't help that now Doyoung was finding it extremely difficult to force his eyes to meet Kai's as he knew he wouldn't like the predatory gaze waiting for him. 

"Dohwan, huh? It's funny... see I thought I heard you say Doyoung the first time. Have you heard the rumour going round about that guy? Apparently if he touches someone's hands he can find out the worst thing you've done. Freaky, huh?" Kai spoke calmly with a monotone as he strolled through the club with a firm grasp on Doyoung's wrist, making sure there was no way to lose his new-found prey. 

. , , , ! How hard is it to say your own fake name? Doyoung began frantically searching for Haechan and Mark. There's no way he could wriggle his hand out of Kai's to reach the panic button and the club was too crowded and dark to find Haechan and Mark. It wouldn't be even more suspicious if I started beating my right hand on my hip until it somehow pressed the panic button, would it? Panic started to rise and Doyoung's heart began beating so hard he was sure it was attempting to jump out of his chest. He felt too hot and too cold at the same time. He found himself praying for Jaehyun to miraculously appear infront of him, pull him into his arms with his familiar, warm embrace and whisper into his ear that everything would be okay. But that wasn't going to happen and all of a sudden they were at the entrance of the room. 

Before Doyoung knew what was happening he was being flung against the wall, his arms pinned above his head and Kai was inches away from his face. 

"How's it going, Doyoung?" Kai breathed with a gruff undertone. A wide, loathsome smile stretched itself onto Kai's face and Doyoung felt as though a thousand bugs were crawling all over his skin. 

"Get the hell away from me before I kill you, you sick prick" Doyoung hissed with his most threatening tone. This only seemed to greatly amuse Kai. Doyoung began quickly searching for anything to beat over Kai's head. 

"Not so strong without those hands of yours, are you? Now... what should we do with you?" Kai cackled as he gripped Doyoung's face with his rough free hand and forced his face to meet his. 

***

In the dark, dank alley beside the nightclub, Jaehyun had been unable to stop himself frantically pacing back and forth, religiously checking his watch every few seconds. 

"! Who let him go in there alone? Huh?" Jaehyun demanded as his eyes wildly searched for the perpetrator.

"Jaehyun for the last time he's not alone. Haechan and Mark are in there so the minute he hits that button they will go sprinting into that room." Johnny said as he attempted to put a comforting hand on Jaehyun's shoulder which was instantaneously shook off. 

"The second it hits midnight I am going in there. That was the deal and that's the only reason I'm okay with any of this bull." Jaehyun spat and he abruptly went back to his agressive pacing. 

"Wow, Boss. You've never been so concerned about any of us before on missions" Yuta said with a snarky, slightly hurt tone. 

"That's because I hate all of you" Jaehyun retorted. 

Yuta let out a cry as he grasped his heart, only partly pretending to be hurt.

"I guess that means you love Doyoung, right?" Jungwoo spoke with an emphasis on love as he and Yuta snorted, eagerly awaiting Jaehyun to explode at them. 

"Yeah, guess so. "Jaehyun replied calmly,  continuing to stroll back and forth as he passed Yuta and Jungwoo whose jaws seemed to be glued to the floor. 

All of a sudden, Johnny's phone began blowing up with notifications from the panic button, the dinging showed no sign of stopping before it abruptly fell silent, causing Jaehyun's heart to drop and the blood to drain from his face. Johnny immediately flew into action. 

"... Yuta call Haechan and make sure he's heading in there. Jaehyun and Sicheng hang back and wait at the entrance, Taeil and I will head in" Johnny ordered as he began to head towards the back door before Jaehyun roughly tugged at his arm.

" that!" Jaehyun barked. Johnny saw the fear and worry exploding in Jaehyun's expression but he knew if he let him in there Jaehyun would not hesitate to kill Kai.

"That's an order, Jaehyun" Johnny didn't give the other a chance to retort and followed Taeil into the club, anixety eating away at him until he was nothing but an empty shell of a person with one purpose: repeat any injury inflicted on Doyoung to Kai, only ten times worse. 

*Five minutes earlier*

This bastard is cocky, too cocky. And he's underestimating me so all I've got to do is bide my time and hold myself back from throwing up all over this guy. Does he think he's being cute? Because I hate to break it to you, buddy but you've got nothing on Jaehyun... Umm I mean...

Doyoung was dragged out of his thoughts when Kai grabbed a fist full of his hair and smacked his head off the wall, causing Doyoung to wince in pain which seemed to greatly please Kai as his face erupted into a satisfied grin.

"Lost in thought even in a situation like this, are we? You're nothing but a pretty face aren't you?" Kai uttered in a rough tone as he Doyoung's face. 

This movement of Kai's struck about every nerve in Doyoung's body and he just couldn't help but reel his head back and bash it directly into Kai's skull. Kai gave a grunt of pain as he threw Doyoung to the floor. This was Doyoung's one chance to alert the gang so he began frantically poking the button on his bracelet while inspecting every corner of the room for some kind of weapon. Doyoung's attack didn't have very long lasting effects though as Kai threw himself on top of Doyoung, pinning him to the floor as Doyoung frantically struggled to fight against Kai's firm grip on his forearms.

Doyoung attempted to bring his legs up to his chest to shove Kai off him but waves of hot, intense pain shot up and down his leg, causing Doyoung to cry out. He must've messed up his ankle when Kai threw him to the floor, but this didn't stop his from vigorously trying to wriggle his way out of Kai's hold. 

He continued to writhe as Kai slowly lowered himself to Doyoung's level, clearly entranced with the vulnerable state he had placed Doyoung in. 

"What was the plan here?" Kai enquired, joy and exhilaration intertwined in his tone. He continued, "I guess the only viable option here is bringing you back to my headquarters and locking you up with the rest of the kids. I'll even arrange a few private outings... just the two of us" Kai began to Doyoung's chest with his coarse fingertips as Doyoung twisted in pure disgust.

Kai brought his lips to Doyoung's ear and the next sentence he hissed made Doyoung's heart abruptly halt in it's steps. "You know... you're a lot cuter than your brother" 

Doyoung saw darkness. A cold, heartless, merciless ebony midnight engulfed his vision. Doyoung pondered for a moment if this was death finally returning his pleads after years of begging him to bring him to his brother. Until sparks of silver flashed before his eyes, like fireworks that were uncontrolling erupting from every direction refusing to be tamed by anyone or anything. 

The next thing he knew he was on top of Kai and felt his fingers curling around the others throat. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that same blinding silver that would spark out of his eyes during a vision dancing through his veins, but this time it would accompanied by an electric shade of purple which sprinted to keep up with it's silver companion. This wasn't something Doyoung had any control over. He was simply a vessel, allowing these striking shades to do with him as they please. They too confirmed to Doyoung that this wasn't something he wanted to see. Doyoung complied and let himself drift out of his body. Floating away he felt pure ecstasy, every anxiety that had been poking holes in his soul vanished. 

But as he glanced down to check on the shades, he saw himself, eyes glowing brighter than he'd ever seen and alive with murderous rage. He glanced down and saw his fingers were radiating too. Curious, he decided to reluctantly venture back into his body but the second he did he felt regret slap him in the face.

Through his hands, Doyoung was somehow transmitting abhorrent paintings of the most grotesque images he had ever witnessed. Things he had never ever seen before but was somehow able to relay them perfectly. He stared down at Kai, who was too stunned to scream and simply lay there with traumatised, broken yet entirely empty eyes pierced through his. 

The next few moments of Doyoung's life came in flashes. Johnny was suddenly pulling Doyoung off Kai with all his force while Haechan, Mark and Taeil were fighting off some bouncers who were guarding the door. Kai lay glued to the floor, unable to move as the images he had just seen penetrated his every thought. Doyoung felt Johnny desperately clasp his face, he could see Johnny's mouth screaming his name repeatedly but all Doyoung could give him in return were glazed over eyes. 

Doyoung blinked and found himself outside the club being carried by Johnny who had a firm, desperate grip on Doyoung's waist as he lay flatly in his arms. 

Doyoung blinked again and found himself in the back of a car. He looked up and to his relief saw warm, almond, autumn brown eyes gleaming back at his. Doyoung nestled himself further into Jaehyun's muscular chest and inhaled his sweet scent as Jaehyun delicately twirled Doyoung's hair between his fingertips, as if this was a routine Doyoung and Jaehyun had been practicing for years. Doyoung felt euphoric, never had he felt more at home then he did secured in Jaehyun's strong arms. A tear began to roll down his face. Doyoung knew he was in a delerious state but he knew one thing for sure: he could never let this man go. 

Doyoung blinked awake for a final time and found himself neatly tucked into a bed he was unfamiliar with. He glanced at the three blankets covering him as well as a duvet and wondered how a person could ever be this cold. He attempted to stand up but let out a sharp groan of pain. His ankle was seriously messed up. He whipped the sheets back to reveal an immaculate cast wrapped around his foot. Hmm... interesting, did I bandage myself in my sleep? Upon further investigation, Doyoung found that he was also no longer in the clothes he wore that night but was now in fresh pyjamas that radiated a beautiful, cotton scent. Did someone... undress me? Doyoung began to panic slightly. He had to know whose bed this was and fast. He frantically darted his gaze around the room for signs of an identity and almost choked when he noticed Jaehyun's signature jacket hanging off a chair. Okay... don't panic. But then Doyoung noticed it. A scent began to attack Doyoung's nose and he noticed it was coming from above him. He wildly grabbed a strand of his hair and rappidly inhaled the aroma. Cool mint and suggary vanilla... the exact same fragrance as Jaehyun's shampoo.

Doyoung took a deep sigh before grabbing a pillow and shoving it in his face as he let out a howl of anguish. A muffled, "JAEHYUN SAW ME ?!" escaped his lips as he cringed internally. Why, why, why oh why did this have to happen? He could've gladly went on with his life with Jaehyun never having bathed him. Should I talk to him about it? Do I apologise? Do I buy him some damn flowers? WHAT IS THE PRODECALL FOR THIS SITUATION? Doyoung frantically ran all these questions by himself while he quietly groaned into the pillow and continued to do so until he heard the door click open.

Doyoung's eyes shot open. There's only one thing to do in this situation. Doyoung tossed the pillow to his side and dove underneath the covers of the bed. He didn't even have to ask, he knew Jaehyun had come in and Doyoung did the only mature thing possible and quietly whispered every spell from Harry Potter he could remember that might make him disappear. Doyoung felt a weight ease onto the bed which made him grasp the sheets tighter over his head. 

"Whatcha doin'? Trying to suffocate yourself?" Jaehyun's, charming, warm voice was enough to make Doyoung melt but he kept a firm grip on the sheets as he mumbled back an answer, 

"Yeah... so what?"

Jaehyun chuckled quietly to himself which made a bright pink blush spread across Doyoung's face. How is his laugh even y?

"You were out for three days, we were all really worried about you..." Jaehyun confided as he felt for Doyoung's leg on top of the covers and rested his secure hand there. Doyoung so desperately wanted to find Jaehyun's hand and pull him under the covers with him but resisted the urge. He had to be strong to save whatever shred of dignity he had left. 

But in the end, mind-reader Jaehyun found his way under the covers and lay his head inches from Doyoung's face as he intertwined his hand with the smaller one. Doyoung fought back a smile that was begging to erupt on his face. 

Doyoung couldn't bring himself to meet Jaehyun's entrancing stare that he felt bore into him, taking note of every little crease, nook and cranny of Doyoung's being. "I- I'm really sorry for worrying you" Doyoung mumbled as he continued to stare down, fighting the urge to return an analysis of Jaehyun's person. 

But yet again, Jaehyun read his thoughts and raised Doyoung's face to meet his. He paused for a moment before he pulled the smaller frame into him for a deep embrace. "I was really, really worried about you" Jaehyun's voice caught as he managed to push out the sentence. Doyoung gripped the back of Jaehyun's shirt as he felt himself melt into Jaehyun's touch. 

"I'm really sorry" Doyoung didn't try to fight back tears as he allowed himself to sob into Jaehyun's chest. 

Jaehyun raised Doyoung's face inches away to meet his, feeling his hot breath on his face. "You don't ever need to be sorry" Jaehyun uttered in a mere whisper as his lips interlocked with Doyoung's. 

Doyoung was entranced with how soft Jaehyun's lips were. He felt himself float out of his body again, but this time it was different. It was as if he was floating weightless in an ocean, the water engulfted his being but he didn't mind as it filled him with an explosion of security and comfort he thought he could never recieve... he thought he was never worthy of. 

Doyoung slightly broke away for a moment to mumble between Jaehyun's lips, "Is this really happening?". A wide grin spread upon Jaehyun's face as he pulled the other in for a deeper kiss. Jaehyun's hand gently Doyoung's neck which sent shivers ecstaticly jumping all over Doyoung's skin. Doyoung gave himself completely to the warmth of Jaehyun's lips as he let out a low moan which Jaehyun responded with by smirking a satisfied smirk as he held Doyoung, completely and utterly in love.