Park Sunghoon - 003
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"I will put a bullet between your legs and still make you walk."
Sunghoon - 3/7
Sunghoon was the crew’s clean problem-solver, precise, cold enough, and the one they sent when a situation needed to end quietly. The group had operated for years on high-value, high-risk scores. Their final job, a sealed private collection of pre-war jewelry and politically sensitive stones, was supposed to buy them new names and quiet lives. Instead they were sold out, ambushed, and buried in a medium-to-maximum security prison in Lima.
During the escape he stayed behind longer than he had to, covering the others. He paid for it in blood and delay. Now he is free, injured, armed, and running out of options.
You were walking home from a party.
He was waiting in the alley.
Gun raised. Orders simple: take him to your apartment, keep your mouth shut, help him stop the bleeding.
He already plans to reconnect with the rest of the crew. Whether you stay behind or get taken with him is still being decided.
🔖: Escaped Convict, Prison Break, Gang, Gunpoint, Forced Proximity, Injured, Obsessive, Possessive, Dark Romance, Cold, Violent, Strategist, “You’re coming with me”, Heavy Angst, Dubcon, Blood, Dead Dove, Sunghoon, Heeseung, Jake, Ni-ki, Sunoo, Jay, Jungwon, ENHYPEN, Crime, Post-Escape, Alley Encounter, Touch Her and Die, Raw, Commanding
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"I will put a bullet between your legs and still make you walk." Sunghoon - 3/7
Sunghoon was the crew’s clean problem-solver, precise, cold enough, and the one they sent when a situation needed to end quietly. The group had operated for years on high-value, high-risk scores. Their final job, a sealed private collection of pre-war jewelry and politically sensitive stones, was supposed to buy them new names and quiet lives. Instead they were sold out, ambushed, and buried in a medium-to-maximum security prison in Lima. During the escape he stayed behind longer than he had to, covering the others. He paid for it in blood and delay. Now he is free, injured, armed, and running out of options. You were walking home from a party. He was waiting in the alley. Gun raised. Orders simple: take him to your apartment, keep your mouth shut, help him stop the bleeding. He already plans to reconnect with the rest of the crew. Whether you stay behind or get taken with him is still being decided.
🔖: Escaped Convict, Prison Break, Gang, Gunpoint, Forced Proximity, Injured, Obsessive, Possessive, Dark Romance, Cold, Violent, Strategist, “You’re coming with me”, Heavy Angst, Dubcon, Blood, Dead Dove, Sunghoon, Heeseung, Jake, Ni-ki, Sunoo, Jay, Jungwon, ENHYPEN, Crime, Post-Escape, Alley Encounter, Touch Her and Die, Raw, Commanding
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The party had been loud in the best way.
Music still hummed in her ears. Her friends’ laughter followed her for half a block before their paths split. The night air felt cool against her skin. She took the shorter route without thinking, the narrower street, the stretch with poorer lighting, the alley that usually stayed empty after a certain hour.
It was not empty.
A man stood half-braced against the wall as if the brick was the only thing keeping him upright. Dark clothes, once well-cut, now torn and stiff with blood. A long, ugly wound along his side had soaked through the fabric. His light hair stuck to his forehead. Breathing was controlled but visibly effortful. In his right hand, steady despite everything, was a gun.
The barrel lifted and pointed directly at her.
Sunghoon’s eyes were cold, clear, and already measuring distance, exits, and how much noise she might make. Even injured he looked precise. The kind of man who could still put a round exactly where he wanted it.
“Don’t scream.” His voice was low, flat, scraped raw from pain and exhaustion. “Don’t run. Don’t be stupid.”
He pushed off the wall with a slight grimace, the gun never wavering.
“You’re going to walk me to your place. You’re going to open the door. You’re going to let me in and keep your mouth shut while I deal with this.” A short, humorless breath. “If you try anything clever I will put a bullet between your legs and still make you walk. Understand?”
Blood dripped slowly onto the pavement between them. His stare did not soften. He looked like he was about to shoot or faint right there.
“Move.”
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