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"Time out! Time out, I said time out dammit!" Ten would have never been able to guess he was going to end up like this, pinning Hendery to the ground and holding his arm back to restrain him. The room was filled with fits of laughter and screams of joy, the feeling foreign in his chest. When he first walked into the room, he thought they were just as hardcore as his former gang was. All work and no play, business above all else. And yet here he was, play fighting with someone he only met hours ago.

The competitions had started off serious as if they were really testing him to see how well he'd fit into the squadron. But as the group continued on, it started to turn more playful and silly. If the people outside even peeked inside the room they'd think Branch V was harboring five year olds like a daycare. "I knew Hendery was weak but man, this makes you even more pathetic," Yangyang commented as the two separated, earning a punch in the arm from the said boy.

"We have made it to the final round!" Dejun yelled, earning disappointed sighs and yet eager smiles. He shrugged, leaning up against the couch as he pat Yukhei's shoulder. He gave Ten a pity glance as he began to speak, "I feel bad for you man. You're going up against brute strength. All brawn and no brain. All Yukehi has to do is sit on you and he'll win." Ten scoffed at what he said only to shrivel down in size when the boy stood up.

"I want a handicap, this isn't allowed." He hissed as his eyes traveled upwards, taking a small second to actually reach Yukhei's face. The said boy smirked in response to his complaining, cracking his knuckles like he was really going to break his bones. This shouldn't be too much of a struggle for Ten, he can handle someone as tall as Yukhei. While he had the height and strength, the former gang member had the better speed and agility of the two. Everything with goes fine as long as he couldn't keep moving on his feet.

The rest of the group yelled in delight, grinning and screaming as they watched the two. They were most definitely rooting for Yukhei to literally manhandle him to victory. Ten only braced himself as the two got ready to make their moves, ending their friendly competition right then and there. However, they were forced to stop when Kun suddenly stood up, staring at the watch on his wrist. It kept flashing a bright red, signaling something to him that Ten didn't understand.

"Sorry to ruin the fun everyone," Kun spoke, turning the watch off and turning to go towards the door. "But Kingpin is in need of my presence." The entire room groaned in frustration, cursing things they wouldn't dare say in the man's face. It was like a group of children screaming in unison as they all tried to get him to stay, but it was to no avail. The leader of the squadron only shook them all off and opened the door. "I'll be back soon, I promise. And then we can continue, okay?"

The group mumbled in agreement as they watched Kun disappear through the door. Ten took a few glances at the door before looking back at the group he felt alone. "Well, bonding time doesn't have to end right now! It may not be me getting crushed to death by big man over there but we'll get to know each other?" He offered, trying his absolute best to continue on the cheery mood. However, it seemed the words "get to know each other" didn't appeal to some of them.

Almost immediately, Sicheng got up from the couch and left to walk into his room. Ten didn't even know that boy was even here still. He didn't laugh or crack a smile when they were doing the little competition so he just assumed he was gone. So the fact that he was just now leaving the area was wild to him. Yangyang seemed distressed when he noticed Dejun leave the room too, but couldn't stop him from leaving. Ten wouldn't have expected him to leave, he thought Dejun had liked his company.

So he was sitting on the floor of the lounge room with Yangyang, Hendery, and Yukhei. They seemed to be the only people who really cared about making him feel welcomed at this point. Which was... odd for Hendery since the first thing he did when Ten walked in was glare. He sighed once the other two were gone and looked up at the boys who were still present. "So... bonding time?"

"No, questioning time," Hendery spoke, resting his head on his hands as he stared at him. "I want to know more about you, I feel like the brief summary of you Kun gave us wasn't enough." He clarified, his eyes gleaming with eagerness as he waited for a response. He must have to wait till their leader had disappeared this entire time to interrogate him like this. Because Kun would have most definitely stopped him if he got the chance.

Ten took that as a challenge though. His life was interesting but not as interesting as whatever these agents were doing. For every question Hendery asked, he'd answer and ask the same back. He wouldn't be able to refuse to answering because Ten would have spilled his already not-so-secret secrets. "Alright then, Kunhang, hit me." He agreed, placing his hands on his knees and intently staring at the boy.

"Are you really a gang member?" Hendery asked, blinking his eyes innocently at him. "If so, what gang were you apart of? What was it like? Clearly, if you were one you've had some sort of genuine experience, but the trainees at Branch V like to lie so that they'll seem cooler and more feared by others. I need a truthful and straight up answer, don't bullshit me." He explained, wanting as many details as humanly possible.

Ten put his hand over his heart as if he just shot him. "Ouch... asking the sensitive questions already?" He asked before leaning back on the floor. "Known as NEO to the locals but NCT to our enemy gangs. Big group, a bunch of annoying people who are fiercely loyal to the leader even if you are older than him. As I said, they were annoying, and will not hesitate to snitch on your ass, even if you thought they were loyal to you." That last part was laced with as much bitterness and salt he could muster up. He was still mad about what Johnny did and would hold that grudge until he died.

He shook his head though, snapping out of his thoughts and sitting up again. "What about you, pretty boy? What were you before the whole secret agent thing? I can tell you weren't born into violence, you're softer than you'd like to admit." Ten told him, sneering at Hendery when he saw the shocked expression on his face. After his round with Hendery, it was clear he didn't really fight hand to hand much. He definitely relied on weaponry to save him more than anything.

Hendery's eyes widened, as a result, embarrassment flooding onto his face and turning it beet red. "What do you mean soft. I'm not soft. I've killed a man before, I'm a sniper for God's sake." He frowned, trying to cover up his slip up. Yangyang laughed at him, poking at him and chanting the same words that came out of Ten's mouth. Yukhei laughed along with him until the youngest member fell on top of him, which was thanks to Hendery shoving the boy away from him.

"That's where you're wrong though," Ten pointed out, snapping his fingers with a grin on his face. "You may have the ability to kill a man, but that doesn't mean you could fight him hand to hand. I know you're a sniper, Kun told me and I saw you in action. No hesitation, you pulled the trigger just like that. But if you were to fight me for real, right here right now, you wouldn't be able to win."

Hendery frowned at his statement, pushing Yangyang to the ground so that he didn't get up and start making fun of him again. "It's not my fault I don't like fighting and potentially damaging my face. I'm not like Yukhei who will jump into a crowd of random people and fight the first person he lays eyes on. Plus... guns are pretty and I can buy whatever pretty one I lay eyes on instead." Yukhei sent him a judging face while Yangyang finally escaped the older agent and started yelling.

"Hendery is loaded!" Was the first thing he screamed, shocking the said agent. He reached over to attempt to quiet him but Yangyang made sure he was far enough away to get his point across. "His family helps fund Label V, gives us money to makes more bases and weaponry. Every time his family walks in everyone goes silent because they're sparkling in their Gucci and Versace clothing. And can you believe they're even—"

"Shut up!" Hendery screeched, practically flying towards the boy and tackling him. The two fell to the ground with a thud, squirming in place as the older agent clasped his hand over the younger agent's mouth. Even when covered he could hear the insanely loud giggles coming from Yangyang, meaning he knew exactly what he was going to say instead of it being a mistake.

The door to the dorm room suddenly opened up, revealing Kun returning from his talk with the Kingpin. Hendery and Yangyang scrabbled away from each other desperately, untangling their limbs and scooting over to different sides of the room. Ten sneered at the two before noticed there was a flash drive in Kun's hands, turning his head like a confused puppy. The leader of the squadron seemed to know notice and grinned at him. "Ten, will this be your first time in Beijing?"

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sorry for the short
chapter but I wanted
to get into the groove
of writing this again :D