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WARNING : Frequent swearing and unedited !!Seongwoo tightened his jaw to try to remain calm and seem unfazed. Showing raw emotion to someone as narcissistic as the man, who seemed to be better at him in the field of close combat, in front of him was a big no-no. He hated to admit it though, he must have been trained an excruciatingly long time by the damn Blackheart jerks for him to be able to trap Seongwoo in the situtation he is in now - an iron grip on Seongwoo's dominant arm and the other on the small of his back, effectively trapping him from escaping despite the tension that lingered in the air."Well, in this oh so fortunate situation you're in, I suggest you give me your name, darling." The man's voice came out as arrogant as the haughty air around him - fitting - Seongwoo thought. His eyes darted around for somewhere to escape, and tried hard not to smirk when he realised that he could sneakily pull out the stupid sound device that Jaehwan gave to him as a prank a few days ago.Currently though, Seongwoo was sending a thousand of blessings to his annoying colleague as he slowly slipped the arm which was not in an iron grip down to his jeans pocket. "You can just call me darling, I don't give a fuck." Seongwoo tried to divert all of the Blackheart's attention to the snarky remark. "Oh? But you will give me one once we're over this." Seongwoo didn't need to see it for him to know there was a smirk on his face, which, if not obvious enough already, he wanted to wipe off with a car. By then, he was able to sneak the sound device into his hands and at the count of three, stuck it on the man's shirt and shook of the grasp and running into the room with the vault. He had managed to stick in the earplugs before the sound device ticked off, trying to think quickly. Knowing the man's effectiveness, he would not be able to escape in time for him to find the device and shut it off. His eyes were steady on the vault, the door ajar, he took quick strides and taking a glance over his back once in a while to see if the man managed to shut it off quicker than he had thought. He absent-mindedly bit his lips in thought, how the hell am I going to get the code out to base?His communication device suddenly clicked on as he heard heavy breathing on the other line - Minhyun! "Phoenix? Hey I've been tryna find you on the fifth floor but I don't see you?" Seongwoo was alarmed, he might run into him. "Minhyun, listen to me." "What? No! Where ar-" "Foxtrot, mission comes first. Worry about where the hell I am later." "B-" "Foxtrot if you don't want me to die in a useless attempt by some cocky jerk then you WILL listen to me." Seongwoo took the silence on the other end of the device as a signal to continue."B3OZHJ2." He said every word as careful as possible, thanking Jinyoung for installing the recording feature on the communication device a few months back 'just in case' something went wrong. Well, if most likely being chased by an egotistical asshole that hopes will go deaf over Jaehwan's childish prank a 'something went wrong' situation then that is exactly what was happening."I'm sorry wh-" "It's the Barbuda code, leave the building and don't look back. When I mean leave, I mean leave now." Seongwoo could not feel the buzzing of the sound device anymore, meaning the asshole finally found it. Well shit. "Seongwoo? What the f-" He tore out his communication device and crushed it under his black combat boots. All Minhyun could hear was feedback sounding loudly in his ears making him wince before it went silent.Seongwoo could hear the man's footsteps come nearer to the room, and in a desperate attempt, he took the slip of paper, which startled Seongwoo at first seeing the flimsy paper instead of an electronic device. Then again, those could be broken into, guess the person who wants to keep it quiet sure knows hackers. The paper in hand, and the footsteps getting louder by the second now, Seongwoo did what his instincts told him.He threw his head back and swallowed down the slip of paper, of course. By the time the uncomfortable feeling of the paper sliding down his throat subsided, he felt a hash pull on his shoulders, whisking him around to face the dreaded man. His face was contorted in anger, frustration, annoyance and so on. "Where the fuck is the drive?" The man's voice resounded in the room, his eyebrows furrowed as he pushed Seongwoo to the side to look for the thumdrive or device with the code. When he saw the empty vault, he checked Seongwoo's uniform - nearly tea