Stolen Hearts Chap5 -Junseung-

After a nourishing dinner of eggs and protein shakes, everyone was preparing for their departure from the pink house. Junhyung, Dongwoon, and Kikwang were in the garage while Doojoon was keeping an eye on Hyunseung.

"Do you think you have enough guns?" asked Junhyung as he stared at a wall full of the latest destructive devices and ammunition.

"Eh, I could have more. Like these," Kikwang responded as he lifted his arms and flashed his muscles, "but these are only for Dongwoon." Dongwoon smiled at the comment as he curled his arm around his boyfriend's wait and pulled him closer.

"Hehe, that's right. Now, Kiki what are the best guns, besides yours, that you have?"

"God, you two just don't quite, do you?" Mumbled Junhyung, tired by the couple. He wanted to leave as soon as possible so he wouldn't have to deal with them being together.

"You're so jealous."

"No I'm not! I just know when it's time to deal with business and when it's time to deal with everything else!" Why would Junhyung be jealous? Sure, all his partners he ever worked with had significant others, but that didn't mean he was jealous!

"Whatever you say, hyung, whatever you say." mimicked Kikwang, knowing Junhyung was in denial.

"Can we just talk guns? And NOT those guns, Kiki!" said Junhyung as his temper was starting to boil.

"Fine. You said Doojoon was a hitman, right? So he gets the," Kikwang's voice trailed off as he searched his wall of destruction for the right gun, "ah! Here it is! The WA2000!"

"Holy shit! This is a gun?!" exclaimed Junhyung while Dongwoon just stared in awe.

"Yup, only the best can handle it. What kind of aim do you have, Junnie?"

"Slightly above average. Definitely better than Dongwoon's, have you seen him shoot? Don't even bother giving him a gun." Junhyung laughed as he made fun of the youngest, even though he could be outsmarted by him in a second.

"He's not that bad, Junnie! Stop picking on us." Kikwang whined as he said the last part to get his point across.

"Aish! Sorry! Just give me a gun!"

"Okay," Kikwang said as he quickly stopped whining, " here you go." Kikwang handed the gun over to Junhyung. It looked intimidating, but perfect for Junhyung's skill level.

"AK-47. My best friend." Junhyung smiled at the gun in his hands.

"Here you go Woonie~ This is called FAL. It's a pretty easy going gun, so I'm sure you can handle it."

"Thanks babe." Dongwoon said as he received the gun from his boyfriend and kissed him on the forehead.

"Okay! Now that's done, should we get to our hair?" Junhyung and Dongwoon both groaned in disagreement at the mention of having to change their images.

"Oh suck it up! It's just hair, it'll grow back." Kikwang said as he pushed them both back into the house and to the master bathroom in the bedroom.

"Hey, I'm going to get Doojoon and Hyunseung, be right back." Junhyung was able to escape just in time when Kikwang brought out a pair of scissors and several types of hair dye.

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When Junhyung, Kikwang, and Dongwoon went to upgrade their guns, Doojoon was given the job of keeping a watch on Hyunseung. But he did more than just that.

"Get in there, bitch!" Doojoon growled quietly so the others wouldn't hear him as he pushed Hyunseung into his room.

"So how have you been since last night? Did you have fun with Jun?" Hyunseung just cowered in the corner of the room, not wanting Doojoon's promise from last night to come true. The memory of it flashed in his head as the older man took a step closer.

Hyunseung was done getting ready for bed and was about to go back to his room when the door to Doojoon's opened to reveal a rather tired looking man.

"Hello Hyunseung." His voice was husky as he stared at the man before him.

"H-hi." Doojoon noticed the younger avoiding his gaze as he stared down at the floor.

"Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you," Doojoon growled, earning a nervous glance from Hyunseung, "Fucking hell, come here." Doojoon grabbed the small wrist of the other man and pulled him into his bedroom. Hyunseung squeaked in terror as he was violently pulled, realization dawning on him that Doojoon was the one he should look out for, not Junhyung.

"I heard what Junhyung said, and it's true. You don't know what I'll do to you," Doojoon said he pushed the younger against the wall. He smiled at the look of terror that spread across the younger mans face, but before he could do anything he heard Junhyung down the hall, climbing the stairs.

"Shit, I guess we can't have any fun right now, can we? I don't want that bastard coming looking for you, but I will get you, and Junnie won't be able to do anything about it." He growled as he opened his door and pushed Hyunseung out. As the door closed, Hyunseung whimpered and hurriedly made his way to his shared bedroom.

"We have about, twenty minutes alone, that's enough time for me to do whatever I want with you." Doojoon smiled as Hyunseung made his way into the corner of the room, curling into himself.

"G-go away. Please." He whimpered, genuinely terrified for his life.

"Aw, why? Don't you want to have a little fun?" Doojoon's smile couldn't get any bigger as he made his way to the curled up man in the corner.

Hyunseung started to cry, he couldn't help it. What was he supposed to do? Sure, he had some muscle, but not enough to fight away Doojoon.

As his crying turned to sobbing, pain flourished from his cheek to the rest of his body. Doojoon just slapped him.

"Be quiet, bitch! I don't want to get any trouble with the other guys. Junhyung is the leader, which means he's supposed to be the ruthless one, but he's too much of a softy, so I have to take his place." Doojoon explained as he leaned toward the younger man. "I can promise you one thing: you're gonna like Junhyung a hell of a lot more than you're gonna like me." He stated matter-of-factly right before grabbing Hyunseung by the back of the head and pulling his hair. He smashed their lips together and immediately intruded the others mouth with his tongue, not bothering to ask for permission. The 'kiss', if you can call it that, had no passion, no need, nothing. Hyunseung mind went blank when lips came into contact with his, but when he felt another tongue against his, he went into overdrive and bit down. Doojoon pulled away and growled, copper filling his mouth from the bite mark on his tongue.

"Bitch, you're going to regret that." Doojoon stood up and kicked the man below him successfully knocking the air out of him. Hyunseung coughed as his breath left him and held onto his torso trying to regain himself.
Doojoon just stared at the man below him, satisfaction coursing through his veins. Before Hyunseung could catch his breath, Doojoon grabbed his hair and pulled him up to his feet, shoving him onto the bed. Hyunseung's head hit the headboard as his body came into contact with the mattress, making him whine in pain. With an evil smirk plastered across his face, Doojoon crawled onto the bed and straddled Hyunseung. As the pain coursed through the younger's body he looked up at the man on top of him and once their eyes met, Doojoon dove and captured lips with his.

Hyunseung struggled against the him but his attempts were useless as the man easily overpowered him. He slipped his tongue in Hyunseung's mouth once again, but more carefully this time around. As he devoured the younger's mouth he grabbed both wrists and held them near the top of the headboard with one hand while the other made it's way underneath Hyunseung's shirt.

At the feeling of a hand caressing his chest and abs, Hyunseung started thrashing around to get the man off him. As the thrashing became more violent, Doojoon bent back only enough time to slap Hyunseung across the face.

"Be a good little boy and I won't hurt you that bad." Muttered Doojoon darkly as he dove for Hyunseung's neck, licking and biting wherever he pleased. Whimpers of pain and terror made it's way from Hyunseung's lips making Doojoon want more.

But to his disappointment, he heard the other three walking up the stairs. He knew it wasn't long till someone would come get them, so he leaned back from the man underneath him and warned him.

"Say anything and you're dead." He growled darkly before  getting off the bed and making his way towards the other side of the room to fake his interest in the bookshelf. Right on time, Junhyung opened the door.

"Hey guys, we're gonna do our hair right now. Doojoon, go." Without another word, Doojoon walked out of the room at his leader's request.

"Hyunseung, I'm sorry, but we have to change your hair too. Come on." Junhyung words were noticeably sweeter when talking to the feminine older man as he walked towards the bed and outstretched his hand.

Hyunseung was still trying to get over what just happened a few moments ago, which resulted in him staring at the hand for a while before placing his in it.

Junhyung smiled and pulled the man up from the bed and they made their way down the hall. Before entering the master bathroom, Junhyung made sure to let go of Hyunseung's hand, just in case someone noticed. The older man felt slightly empty as his hand was abandoned.

"So, who's going first?" asked Kikwang, ready with a pair of scissors, a razor, and pounds of hair dye.

"Dongwoon." Junhyung and Doojoon said in sync, both terrified of having their precious hair touched.

"Hyungs!"

"You're the youngest, it's only fair." said Doojoon with an evil smirk, different from the one he had minutes ago with Hyunseung.

"Ugh, fine." He said as he took a seat on the stool in front of the mirror. Kikwang squealed with delight at the fact he was doing his boyfriend's hair, and immediately started cutting away.

An hour later, they were facing a short-haired, blonde genius.

"Damn, Kiki, you did a good job. Where'd you learn to do hair?" asked an impressed Junhyung.

"Aw, thanks, you know that Kevin guy I told you about? He taught me."

"Ahh, well, who's next?" asked Junhyung.

"How about you, hyung?" before Junhyung could even say anything, Dongwoon was pushing him onto the same stool he was sitting on.

"No! My hair's already gorgeous! You don't need to change it! Just give me a hat or something!" Yelled Junhyung.

Kikwang rolled his eyes, "Your hair is not gorgeous. Half the time it looks like a bird's nest."

Junhyung mumbled quietly, "A sexy bird's nest."

"What?" asked Kikwang a little too loudly, though he most likely heard what the other said.

The older just sighed, "Fine, just don't to anything too drastic."

"We'll see." Cackled Kikwang as he picked up the razor and faced Junhyung with an evil grin on his face.

Not long after, they faced a new and improved leader. Junhyung's hair was dyed black and the hair on the sides of his head near his face was shaven while the rest was shortly trimmed. The hair on the top of his head was still slightly long, which Kikwang curled and sprayed with hairspray so it would stay curled. On anyone else it would look strange, but it suited Junhyung.

"I said don't do anything to drastic" mumbled Junhyung as he stared into the mirror.

"But it looks good, so it doesn't matter. Doojoon, get your ass over here." Said Kikwang, with a strange authority in his voice.

Doojoon just rolled his eyes before walking towards the stool and sitting down.

"Kiki, I'm not cutting my hair." Doojoon stated.

"What?! You have to!" yelled Kikwang, wanting to change the image of their hitman.

"Nope. Just trim and dye it, nothing drastic like Junhyung."

"That's not fair." The other three said in unison, all wanting to change the eldest's image.

"Do it." He commanded.

"Party-pooper." Kikwang mumbled as he quickly trimmed the mans hair and dyed it black. "There. Boring loser."
Doojoon disregarded whatever Kikwang said as he got up and went to sit on the floor next to Junhyung and Dongwoon.

Kikwang just looked at Hyunseung, who had made himself comfortable in the corner by the bathtub. "Seungie, come on." Everyone stared at Kikwang as he called the other man with a nickname. "What? You got to admit it's catchy."

"I suppose." Mumbled Junhyung as he looked over to Hyunseung and nodded at him to get up and go to the stool. He was reluctant, but he slowly made his way from the corner to Kikwang.

"Alrighty~ This is going to be fun." Kikwang shone brightly and he had his way with the mans hair. He dyed it several shades darker than it already was and took the curling iron to it to give it a gentle wave.

"Yay! It looks so good on you! Now, you guys need new clothes. To the closet!" Kikwang squealed in delight as he saw the four men with their new hair. They all looked great, now the only thing left was clothes.

It was almost midnight by the time Kikwang decided on everyone's outfits. When he was finally done they all looked like completely different people, except for Doojoon. They decided now was as good as ever to be on their way to Yoseob's.