[M] Chapter 20: Past. (1/1)

A/N. Guys this is a double update so make sure to read the previous chapter!   Beijing.   Chanyeol walked on the shiny marble floor of the Beijing airport, his eyes darting around the huge structure. Baekbom was walking beside him, his face stoic. Chanyeol halted a taxi as soon as they got out and they reached their destination in no time which was a secluded apartment in a quiet residential area. “Remember, the meeting will end by 9:00 PM. Your boss will be reaching his suite around 10:00. You will have exactly one hour to complete the mission, after that, we disappear. Understood?” “Yeah.” Chanyeol said nonchalantly, playing with his revolver. They had talked through this a hundread times, no wait, make that a thousand. “The exit plan has already been decided. One of my collegue will be lending us a car and I’ll be taking us to the airport, from then on, we’ll split.” “Where are you going?” chanyeol stopped playing with his revolver and finally looked up. “Moscow.” “Oh.” Was all chanyeol said when he saw the look on baekbom’s face which said no more questions. “Right. We have exactly 2 hours till the meeting ends. Let’s get ready.” -----------------------------------------------------   Chanyeol shivered in the dark, the night was colder than he had expected. He peered down the cement ceiling of the rooftop, only to feel a bit dizzy. He was never a fan of big heights; he only did it as a job. He glanced at the breathtaking view of Beijing, all skyscrapers and tall towers and felt a tug at his heart. He heard footsteps behind him and turned around to see baekbom walking towards him, a cigarette in his hands. He offered it to chanyeol and chanyeol took a long drag, watching the smoke swivel around in the dark night. “I didn’t know you smoke.” Baekbom quirked a brow at him. “Only when I’m stressed.” Chanyeol replied curtly. “Alright then, let’s get the descending gear ready. Now, have you done urban rapelling before?” “Really now?” Chanyeol scoffed. “All I have to do is climb down the glass windows right? It doesn’t look that hard to me. Besides, I was trained at cypher if you remember correctly.” “Good. Here.” Baekbom handed him the ropes and the descender which chanyeol silently put on. “I’ll be waiting for you downstaits. You have exatly one hour chanyeol. Don’t be late. We can’t afford that. Remember why you are doing this.” Baekbom squeezed his shoulder assuringly as he spoke and walked away. I’m doing this for baekhyun chanyeol said in his mind but didn’t say anything outloud.     Fuck its cold, chanyeol thought as he was almost hanging in the air, only his legs supporting him as he stood horizontally on the glass windows of the hotel. He was on the 50th floor and his destonation was the 41st floor, the hotel’s royal suite. He descended with small, calculated steps, balancing his weight perfectly. Soon enough he reached his destination. As soon as he neared the suite’s balcony, he let go of the rope and jumped down on the marble floor. He saw that the door to the suite was locked but he didn’t have a hard time opening it. As soon as he got inside the suite, the sudden warmness of the room made him shiver even more. He glanced at his clock, 9:50. Not bad, he thought as he spent the next ten minutes dislocating every single camera that he could find in the room, which were quite a lot. His boss had always liked to over exaggerate things. He suddenly heard multiple footsteps and he braced himself in the darkness of the room. The door soon opened and his boss walked in, four men in tow. “You two stay outside, you two can go. Do not disturb me, understood?” His boss said in an exasperated tone and walked inside. The men just nodded and muttered a yes boss as they walked back outside and closed the door behind him. His boss walked in lazily but suddenly his back tensed as he stopped in the middle of the living room of the suite, near the sofa. “Who’s there?” He asked in the empty room and then moved to turn on the lights. As soon as he did, he saw the familiar silouhette of his favorite agent standing by the window, his face still hidden in the darkness. “Who are you?” He still asked, not quite trusting his vision. “Really now?” Lee Yungjin remembered that deep voice. “You don’t even recognize your star player? You really are getting old boss.” Chanyeol could see the way his boss’ face paled for a moment before it suddenly changed into a smirk. “Ah…so he told you huh? Here to get the revenge on his behalf?” “You could say that.” Chanyeol already knew what his boss was talking about. He took a step forward, finally showing his face, his eyes never leaving his boss' frame. “And you believe him?” “Completely.” “And is that why you are here?” “Yes. That is exactly why I am here.” “Oh chanyeol…has it ever occurred to you that he was lying?” “No.” “And why not? No wait let me guess…because you love him. And your precious husband would never lie to you now would he?” “How did-" “You think I wouldn’t notice? Don’t forget I raised you chanyeol. I taught you everything you know.” “You didn’t raise me, you turned me into your own killing machine, and you did the same to baekhyun.” “Well…it worked. Besides, baekhyun was supposed to be who he is now, he was brought back to turn him into the killer he is now althought lets admit that he’s losing his touch since he met you. Trust me; he deserves everything that has happened to him. That little fucker deserves every single thing.” Chanyeol couldn’t take it anymore. In quick, long strides, he was in front of the short man, glaring down at him, the evil smirk on his face making chanyeol’s blood boil. “You ruined him. You fucked him up so bad, emotionally and mentally that he completely shut everyone out who tried to help him. You made him miserable, you killed his fucking family for gods sake! You made him pay for a mistake that wasn’t even his! You said you raised me huh? Well you fucking disintegrated baekhyun’s life when he was fifteen! Fifteen! Remember how I was when I was fifteen? You sent me on my first ever mission to kill a man twice my age and size. Yeah you fucked my life but did you had to go ahead and fuck his life too? Because if I remember correctly he never did anything to you, not a single thing!” Chanyeol was fuming now as he suddenly held his boss’ collar, gritting his teeth. “I don’t regret it. Byun baekhyun is a fucking leech just like his father. His father leeched on rich people like us, and he is doing the same. Don’t you remember how much money that asshole wasted?” His boss said matter of factly. “Baekhyun is innocent.” “No he is not. He stopped being innocent when I learned he was son of that bastard byun. He played with you chanyeol. What, did he forced you to marry him too? I knew something was up the moment you walked out that door the other day saying that it will be done. There was a reason I gave you this mission chanyeol. I knew you couldn’t do it. He’s been playing with your head, wake up young man, wake up and finish you goddamn job!” His boss yelled. “I am not going to kill baekhyun. You cannot order me around anymore, I’m not your fucking guard dog.” “Oh you see but you are. That’s what your filthy parents promised me anyway.” His boss snickered, seeing chanyeol’s dumbfounded face. “…What are you talking about?” "Well let’s just say you wouldn’t even be here if your parents hadn’t been the fucking idiots that they were . But trust me, I, even to this day, still feel sorry for putting a bullet through your mothers beautiful head, she was one tasty dish.” Chanyeol couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying. His parents…murdered? But… “They told me my parents died in a car accident.” He whispered out loud, forgetting his surroundings. “Well they lied. I told them to. The deal was to let you stay at the godforsaken orphanage till you were thirteen, and then you’ll be recruited at Cypher. I always knew you had potential chanyeol. But then fucking byun baekhyun came along and stole it all away. All of your potential, your skill, gone in a mere second. Your caring nature which I had been able to keep buried for so long got the best of you I guess.” Chanyeol felt his whole world crumbling down around him. His parents, whom he hadn’t even seen before, were killed by the bastard standing right in front of him. Chanyeol’s fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. He could hear his pounding heartbeat in his ears so clearly. His breathing became sharp and his head started spinning with all of this information. It was too much. Everything was too much. “Well I am not a heartless killer unlike you.” Chanyeol spat back but he knew his statement held some truth in it. “But you are chanyeol. You are. If not for that slut byun-" “Stop!” Chanyeol grabbed his collar, and slammed him against the wall but the smirk didn’t wash away. “If you say another word about baekhyun I swear to god- “What? you’ll kill me?” His boss scoffed. “Oh but you can’t chanyeol. You can’t do it can you? Because you are weak, deep down you’ve always been the weak one. Byun fucking baekhyun has turned you all soft. You want to kill me? Go ahead, give it a try, and see if you