Hangeng turned to the boy in question, and he smiled. “We’re here to request your assistance in exchange for your protection.” Hangeng brought out a folder, and displayed on the sheets within it was Jaejoong’s picture and profile. “I already explained that!” Donghae whined from where he sat, silenced by the more experienced, Chinese agent with a hand on the table. “So what exactly is it that you all need from us?” “Right,” Yunho sighed, offering the newcomer his seat in his wake. “See?” Geng smiled, “but nevertheless, he is one of the best in our squad, whether you do believe so or not.” Diplomacy wasn’t included in this particular one’s training.” “Well,” Hangeng shot Donghae a quick glare before he returned to the five, “I do offer my sincerest apologies in behalf of Mr. “Why couldn’t this one come in first?” Jaejoong mumbled. By all means, I wish that my partner has caused no harm or disturbance within your peaceful abode.”Īnd somewhere in the background, while Junsu held an ice pack over his lover’s bruised face, Yoochun flinched. “Da jia hao,” he said, offering the five hackers a bow, “Agent Hangeng, reporting from the Twelfth military unit, Korea. Their guest stood, opened the door, and in came a young, foreign-looking boy. Following this was a unison of irritated groaning.Ī voice from outside the door, followed by a few loud knocks, was enough to call the young men’s attention, and all six pairs of eyes fixed themselves on the entrance of their house. “And you said that you wish to protect us?” Yunho narrowed his eyes as he spoke. Even if Yunho had control over the questioning, Changmin had always done most of the work in the least words possible. “And he’s here in behalf of the twelfth unit, in charge of external affairs, thus why he has openly given his identity as an agent to five seemingly harmless, mid-aged computer programmers who he thinks has the potential to save the country.” Changmin had always been the voice of reason. “Yes,” Donghae answered again, “seventh time as well.” “And you’re here, not to compromise us, but to ask for our help.” “Yes,” Donghae said, “yes, we established that seven times.” “So…” By then they were all seated around their shared dining table, their usual five chairs set evenly around the surface, with the addition of one, one where the, currently compromised, Agent Lee Donghae sat in questioning under the rule of family head, Jung Yunho. I'm sorry! I'll have updates more often now, I promise. First year of college just started and all, and I've finally gotten settled. A/N: Okay, so very long update here, something to make up for my long absence in the ficdom.
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