“Hey. You probably don’t know who I am. Or you do. I have no idea… I-... All I want to say is. I’m sorry.”

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Taeyong leaned back on his car seat and gently tapped the steering wheel as he waited for Seulgi. How long could it seriously take for someone to just put on a dress and some heels?

“Speaking of the devil,” he mumbled as he saw her walking out from the hotel entrance. She was wearing a light pink, long sleeve maxi dress that reached her golden heels.

“No way it took thirty minutes to get in that dress,” he then said, noticing the dress was rather loose than tight.

He watched as she took careful steps down the stairs, one hand holding up her dress while the other one clutched on her beige purse. A little smirk appeared on his face and he honked the car horn, quickly gaining her attention.

“Hey beautiful,” he catcalled. “Wanna go for a ride with me?”

Seulgi rolled her eyes at his childish behavior and walked up to him carefully. The heels she was wearing already felt like a pain in the and she wouldn’t be surprised if she tripped in this exact moment.

“Sir, how about you go alone and drive off a cliff instead?” she responded with a sweet smile.

“You’re no fun,” Taeyong pouted at her and she got in the car. “What took you so long?” he then asked her.

“I struggled with the zipper,” she answered and put on her seatbelt, relaxing in her seat as he drove off to the wedding venue.

“You could’ve called me and let me help you,” he told her and a scoff escaped .

“And please your ? As if,” she spoke with a disgusted expression and he smirked to himself.

“I mean,” he shrugged jokingly and Seulgi rubbed her temples, trying to calm her nerves.

“So what is the plan?” she asked him.

Miyeon had texted her the night before that the hard drive consisted of wedding plans and was supposed to get delivered to a woman called Son Naeun. Seulgi was familiar with the name since Taemin had mentioned her a few times before. However, she wasn’t too sure what kind of acquaintance she was. Taemin had probably mentioned it, but she must’ve forgotten.

It also didn’t make sense. Why did they have to go through such a hassle to get their hands on a hard drive with wedding plans? It would have been reasonable if the hard drive consisted of top secret files from the government or files from Taemin’s new recruits. But wedding plans?

“We’re going to crash a wedding,” Taeyong told her briefly.

“... And?” she furrowed her eyebrows. There had to be a good reason behind that, right?

“That’s all,” he stated. “We’re just going to crash a wedding.”

“What? That’s all? Why?” she questioned, clearly confused.

“We are going to teach the groom a lesson not to mess with NCT,” he explained and made a right turn, entering the small road that led to the wedding venue. Seulgi, however, felt like there was more to the story than what he was telling.

“Who’s the groom?” she then asked.

“Lee Taemin, leader of criminal gang SHINee, and other gangs such as BTS, ASTRO and (G)-Idle.” He explained and Seulgi widened her eyes.

“Taemin is getting married?!!” she thought before turning to Taeyong.

“So your rival gang is SHINee?”

“Yeah,” he nodded and glanced at her. “You know them?”

“I’ve heard a lot about them and their other gangs, especially ASTRO,” Seulgi told him, remembering how close she and the girls were with them at that time.

“Remember the device I asked you to bring? The one where you scan faces and create disguise masks?” Taeyong then asked her and she shot him a look.

“Are you going to pretend to be Taemin?” she guessed and he shook his head.

“No, you and I are going to pretend to be those two,” he said and pointed at two persons standing outside the entrance to the venue - A man and a woman. Seulgi realised how Taeyong already had everything planned precisely out as she saw the man wearing the exact same marine blue suit as Taeyong was wearing, and the woman was wearing the same pink maxi dress.

“I must admit you are a great planner. Every single detail is spot on,” she complimented Taeyong who smiled in return.

“I’m happy you like it.”

Seulgi squinted her eyes at the couple, noticing their familiar faces as Taeyong parked the car closer to them. It was Lee Donghae and Im Yoona, two of Taemin’s closest friends.

“We are going to be disguised as them,” Taeyong repeated and unbuckled his seat belt before taking out two guns from the glovebox. He reloaded both of them and gave one to Seulgi who placed it in her thigh strap while he placed his in his waist strap.

“How long will it take to print the face masks?” He asked her and looked at his wrist watch.

“About ten minutes,” Seulgi estimated.

“Great,” Taeyong opened the door and got out of the car and Seulgi followed him with a suitcase in her hand.

“You have your magical stickers?” Taeyong whispered to her as they both marched towards the couple.

“Always,” she stated as a matter of fact and handed him some from her purse.

“I can’t believe he’