No more alcohol for us.

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This is literally just me trynna practice some more action shtuff and a but ore angst :D

So feedback would be appreciated <3

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Chan froze.

This wasn't what he expected to walk in on.

He had only left for a few minutes, down to their local store to grab a few drinks seeing as the gang had decided to invade their house, Felix and Chan too lazy and unbothered to kick them out.

Frankly, he didn't know what he was expecting- when he left they were all scattered, some in the kitchen and some seated in the living room.

So when he opened their door, glass bottles clinking gently in the plastic bag hanging off his fingers, he wasn't looking forward to being held at gun point.

It was so abrupt, he couldn't help but to just stare into the barrel of the weapon, mind blank, before his brain decided to be helpful and only produce profanities.

His muscles tensed and just as he took a step back, the blunt of the gun met his temple harshly and he blacked out.

He woke to a pounding headache and an annoying cackle that made him want to rip out his eardrums.

Blinking slowly to clear his vision, he lifted his head with a groan, realising he was on the floor but had been moved to the living room with his hands tied behind his back. Atleast his ankles were free.

"Chris? You good?" Someone had whispered.

"Where's Felix?" His sight cleared gradually, letting him assess his situation.

Next to him was Jisung, back against the wall but still laying on the floor with dried blood under his nose. Minho was out cold on the other side of their living room and from the looks of it, Hyunjin and Jeongin too. He couldn't see the rest, blocked by the couches and tables, but from the lack of movement, he's sure they were unconscious.

But there were other occupants in his living room- he counted five, armed and alert.

He and Jisung alone can't take them down.

"Uh...they took him into your room."

Chan's stomach dropped.

"Who?"

"Don't know- was hit before I saw who. But from the looks of it, someone very angry."

Another cackle echoed from their room.

"There's a lot more inside- I'd say around twenty more. They've placed themselves at all entrances and a handful was following the boss."

"Fuck," Chan swore silently, mind running a mile a second, trying to think of ways to get them all out of here. But there wasn't many possibilities with most of them unconscious.

He couldn't even bring himself to think of the state Felix was in.

Chan could only pray the younger was doing better than he was.

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