Chapter Text
INT: SM TOWN – MORNING
Sungyeol pushes Myungsoo into the room, attaching his lips to his as the shuffle their way deeper and deeper into the place. Sungyeol looks up and around them before detaching his lips from Myungsoo’s.
SUNGYEOL
(Breathless)
Are you really sure you want to do this here?
MYUNGSOO
(Nods)
I’m sure. (Slips his hand into Sungyeol’s shirt) Come on.
He kisses Sungyeol and Sungyeol’s eyes go shut again. Seconds later, he stops kissing again and Myungsoo grunts.
SUNGYEOL
Myung-ie, there’s computers everywhere.
MYUNGSOO
I’m not trying to hump the computers.
SUNGYEOL
We could wait till we got back to Woollim or dorm. I feel weird doing this here. Like this is someone else’ house.
MYUNGSOO
We are SM artists.
SUNGYEOL
Are we?
Myungsoo kisses Sungyeol while shoving his hands into Sungyeol’s pants and the argument ends there as Sungyeol lets out a strangled sound and begins rutting into Myungsoo’s hand.
SUNGYEOL
Oh God! Oh God. Myung-ie, I’m going to…
Myungsoo covers Sungyeol’s mouth with his free hand as Sungyeol shrieks and convulses against one of the rows of tech in the room. Myungsoo lets Sungyeol calm down, before he removes his hand from the trousers.
SUNGYEOL
What about you?
Sungyeol moves his hand to cup Myungsoo and then frowns.
SUNGYEOL
You’re not hard.
MYUNGSOO
I came when you did. Watching you was enough for me.
Sungyeol blushes, looking at the door awkwardly.
SUNGYEOL
So how do we do this? Do we leave together or…?
MYUNGSOO
You go first. Gimme about fifteen minutes. Just stall with the members then I’ll be out.
Sungyeol nods and heads for the door. He turns round to smile at Myungsoo before he opens it and leaves. The moment the door closes, Myungsoo removes a skin colored devise from his pocket and inserts it into his ear, before pressing a button on his wrist watch.
MYUNGSOO
Okay, I’m in.
WOMAN
You’re looking for a blue or green box, fitted into the shelves like the rest of the tech in the room.
As she speaks, Myungsoo starts to scan the rows and rows of shelves, listening to the hum of the devices. By the time he gets to the second-to-the-last one, he spots it. It’s a green box with a blue lever.
MYUNGSOO
(Sings)
I see it.
WOMAN
Is there a lever sticking out beside it?
MYUNGSOO
Yep.
Myungsoo goes to pull it.
WOMAN
Don’t pull it. (He stops) There should be a knob at the top of the lever. Press that instead.
Myungsoo presses it and the lever moves own on its own, pulling the green cover out of the way as a slab emerges from it and opens up into a screen and keyboard. Myungsoo stretches and cracks his neck.
MYUNGSOO
Yeah, baby.
WOMAN
You are suppo-
MYUNGSOO
Yeah, stop talking. I actually know this part.
Myungsoo starts typing furiously on the keyboard as the screen comes to life.
WOMAN
Find a back door. You’re never going to crack it in time.
MYUNGSOO
Backdoor is my middle name. (Smirks) Ironic.
WOMAN
You have about ten seconds.
MYUNGSOO
Done!
He presses enter. He shifts and presses the button on the lever as the green cover starts to close, pulling back the screen and keyboard.
MYUNGSOO
Do you see it? Have you got your proof?
Myungsoo walks to the door and opens it slowly, peeping out.
WOMAN
Got it. You just saved this country a whole lot of bullshit, Agent Kim.
MYUNGSOO
You’re welcome.