BROTHERS.
episode eleven: mission! kim possible

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❝according to my american movies, we don't split up, dumbasses.❞

  it's been a week since eunhee's disappearance, and the brothers have finally organized a plan before making their way into sungyeol's apartment. on the other hand, yoongi waited at home with soona, who was doing his makeup and disguising him into min yoonji.

"is this really a plan?" hoseok asked, as they entered the stairwell of the building carrying ropes and nerf guns, "why can't we just ask him politely?"

jimin joined his petition, as he didn't think using force would get them any answers. "why don't we just use jin's handsome face to mesmerize him?" he teased his hyung, who was quietly holding onto the bag of ropes that they have brought.

jimin noticed that jin had still been feeling guilty and distant towards them, he didn't even acknowledge his teasing.

they finally made it to the young boy's apartment, and the seven of them turned to look at each other.

"i probably should've asked about the plan," hoseok whispered, as he scratched his head and awkwardly smiled, "but who exactly is gonna knock on the door and do the talking?"

namjoon sighed and stepped forward to knock on the tan-colored door, "hello?"

audible footsteps drew closer to the door, as the sound of the side lock slid behind the door, and the door lock was turned. the door opened and revealed a tired looking sungyeol in a white robe.

"are you still tired?" namjoon entered his room, and started looking around with a calm composure.

meanwhile, sungyeol was cursing at him and telling him to get out. namjoon tried to stay cool, while gripping his fists tighter into a ball. he looked over at his brothers who were behind sungyeol and smiled, "i think you need more sleep."

sungyeol furrowed his eyebrows before turning his back to look at jungkook's incoming fists. once contact was made, he blacked out and fell on the white carpet floor.

he awakened an hour later screaming out loud and looking around at the boys frantically. sungyeol was currently tied down to a chair he was sitting on, he kept budging through it, but to no avail.

"what the hell is wrong with you guys!" he tried standing up from his chair, but jungkook pushed him back down when he got the chance.

"hell?" jin stood in front of the annoyed young boy, and wiggles his index finger side to side, indicating a no no no sign, "i'm sorry sweetie, but we don't mess with the devil."

"we're clearly angels from heaven, i mean–have you seen my face?"

the leader-like male, namjoon, had enough of his older brother's narcissism as he grew more impatient to get answers from sungyeol.

he walked up to the tied boy and pulled on his collar, "where is she?" he snapped.

"i-i don't know what you're talking about.." sungyeol sat quietly on the chair and looked away—he was obviously avoiding eye contact.

"god dammit, where is eunhee!"

taehyung took one of his nerf guns and started pulling the trigger at sungyeol. orange foam bullets punctured the struggling boy's face and chest as taehyung yelled, "where did you hide our heehee!"

only a few minutes after taehyung had spammed sungyeol with many painful bullets, sungyeol confessed that he took part in eunhee's disappearance.

"the taxi cab that eunhee got a lift from," he started, "that was me."

"i wore a mask so she couldn't recognize me right away. i didn't want her to know i was involved too."

jimin stood up and was ready to throw a punch at sungyeol, but taehyung and jungkook held onto him.

"–wait. you're not the only one involved?" hoseok questioned, out of curiosity.

sungyeol shook his head and took a deep breath, "there's a couple of us involved, and we're kind of forced to do what we do under certain circumstances."

"you see, we all work for the doll maker."

the sound of the title sent shivers down each boy's spine. there was something about the simple title that seems mysterious, horrifying, but intriguing.

"the doll maker has given us tasks to make up for the things he has done for us in the past. we're only paying him back our debts, now that he needs our help."

namjoon whispered to jin to get him a glass of water from the kitchen, he did not know why he was being asked this, but he did it anyways.

"what does he make you do, exactly?" namjoon took a chair and placed it in front of sungyeol, to sit in it with the back of the chair placed in front of his chest.

sungyeol took a few seconds with biting his lips and gulping before he took the time to answer.

"i lure girls in. i charm them.. make them think i've fallen in love with them, so i can know their weaknesses and their daily routines. then, after some time.. we drug them and take them to an off-site place."

"where?" namjoon was on the peak of breaking his calm character, he was beginning to become eager to just find out where his sister was. he knew that him and his brothers thought the same—they had no time to listen to this guy's crap.

"i-i don't know!" sungyeol's eyes widened as taehyung prepared to load his neat gun with more bullets, "h-he only told me to kidnap her! but he took her from me from there!"

"this is exactly why i broke up with her, i didn't want her to get involved with my brother's mental disability!"

he paused after he realized the important detail he just exposed.

jin came back with a cup of water and had given it to namjoon as he spoke, "your brother?"

he told jungkook to untie sungyeol's hands from the chair, and handed him the cup of water to replenish his thirst from the yelling.

"is he the doll maker?"

sungyeol finished the cup of water and gulped as he nodded.

everyone looked at each other in confusion, "what does your brother want with our sister?" taehyung growled.

"you have to understand that my brother is really dangerous. he will get whatever he wants."

"ever since we were little, our mother had always wished for a daughter. but after my brother came along, she lost hope, and forced him to cross-dress everyday, and give him dolls instead of action figures just to pretend she had a daughter. as we grew older my brother started to become obsessed with being a girl and playing with dolls. he started learning how to put makeup on himself and wearing wigs. this would get him bullied at school, but he always found away to scare away all his bullies. he never had friends, except me, so his only friends that he could talk to were his dolls."

"about eunhee, she met my brother in high school, but she apparently never paid attention to him since he was an outcast to society. so, he ordered me to pretend to date her so he could become close to her. and the stupid thing is, i did exactly as he said. we went on a couple of dates, i introduced her to my brother, and then.."

once again, jimin was prepared to throw his fists at sungyeol when he heard about their dates.

"i accidentally fell in love with your sister." he sighed. "while my brother.. well..–he became obsessed with eunhee."

"i never wanted to be a part of this mess." he ruffled his hair and put his elbows on his knees while cupping his face, "i'm sorry."

after their long talk with sungyeol, namjoon decided to leave him alone—for now at least. he already had a solid plan that him and his brothers would go through tonight, and he would only be wasting time talking to the idiot.

just as they were about to leave, jungkook looked around and sniffed the strange aroma radiating off of sungyeol. it reminded jungkook of the smell of hair spray and bleach.

"did you get your hair dyed recently?" he furrowed his eyebrows, questioning the black-haired boy.

"yeah it used to be dark brown.." he clasped his hands together, "i thought i'd go for a new look."

jungkook pretended he was clueless, "ah.. it suits you." he smiled.

but he knew exactly what was happening, and so did namjoon.

as they walked out of the building, namjoon tapped the maknae's shoulder to confirm both of their assumptions.

they noticed everything: his weird scent, finishing the whole cup of water in a few gulps, his hand trembling while holding the cup—he was definitely lying.

"who the heck would choose to dye their hair black if they previously had dark brown hair, i mean, c'mon! choose a more bold colour, idiot!" seokjin yelled in the direction of the building, this just caused him to get a hit from the heck by hoseok.

"he knows exactly where our sister is." namjoon breathed, as they all took their seats in the van.

"and i know exactly where he's going to be tonight."min yoonji popped out of the driver's seat holding a photo of sungyeol's suv—the same car that they saw at the park.

"let's get to work boys."

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ʏᴇᴏᴜɪᴅᴏ-ᴅᴏɴɢ, sᴇᴏᴜʟ
ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ ɴᴏ. 12119
11:53 ᴘᴍ

  everyone was waiting in their positions. they were currently on watchdog report for sungyeol to sneak out of his house and catch their bait. in other words, they were waiting for yoonji to lure the playboy into their plan.

they all hid inside their mom's white van—which they later realized was a bad idea since it looked awfully suspicious, since it looked exactly like the type of van that lured kids in with candy.

seokjin was in charge of the driving since the others weren't capable enough to earn their driver's license, and since he didn't trust namjoon enough to drive on the road. the boy knew that his clumsy brother would end up speeding the limits since he forgets how to read numbers.

while jin took the drivers seat, namjoon sat patiently waiting in the shotgun seat. he held his binoculars up and looked for any sign of movement from across the parking lot.

"namjoon, you should've brought your safari hat," seokjin quietly teased, "you look like you're on a hunt for a lion."

namjoon glanced back at jin, before looking out of his window with his binoculars again, "this guy is no lion, if anything this idiot is a snake."

"a filthy, lying snake."

just as jin was about to give namjoon a response, their leader told everyone to shut up as he saw a figure in the shadows emerging into the light from the post lamps.

"he's on the move," namjoon turned to the back of his seat to look at hoseok, "tell her to begin the plan."

the smiling boy texted yoongi's phone their code to inform him that sungyeol was walking to his car, so he should start to distract him.

LIL MEOW MEOW😾

HOSEOK:
❤️
our date is a go ;)

YOONGI:
n o
❤️

hoseok chuckled at his reply, but gave namjoon a thumbs up. while the hyung's were on the look out, the three youngest boys sneaked through the bushes and made their way behind cars to get to sungyeol's black suv.

jimin peeked his head behind a nearby car, with taehyung and jungkook behind him. he was startled to see sungyeol walking in their direction, but luckily he didn't hear any of their movements and just walk past them to unlock his car and the back. before he could finish placing his bags in and closing the door, a girl shouting behind him caused him to turn.

"h-hey you!" a short and black-haired girl who was still dressed in her school uniform shouted, "can you please help me!" she ran over to sungyeol and took his wrists and made sure to distract him from what was happening behind him.

while yoonji was distracting sungyeol, jungkook climbed into the back of the suv and hid behind his bags. it was a good thing they all decided to wear all black, so it was more convenient to blend in the dark. meanwhile, jimin and taehyung tried to slowly open the car door so they could hide in the back seats.

taehyung tried his hardest to opened it gently, but fast before sungyeol turned around. accidentally, when he finally opened it, the sound of it unlocking and clicking was heard—however it was fairly faint.

but sungyeol heard it, and he turned his head because of instinct. however, when he turned around, there was no one there.

yoonji took sungyeol's chin and brought his attention back to her face, she was currently attempting to give him a puppy face.

"i need to get home, but all the busses are delayed while some are cancelled for tonight.. you don't think you could give me a ride, don't you?"

she played with her hair, while pouting and widening her eyes. on the inside, this was yoongi's worst nightmare, and he was just internally cursing.

'whatever. hip hop is dead anyways.'

sungyeol took a quick look at yoonji from bottom to top, 'she looks kinda cute, i guess.'

"sure, where do you live?"

yoonji takes his hand and babbled on about how she lives quite far in the suburbs on a farm, so she had no idea the busses didn't fiction late at night. she dragged him to the front seat door, so he wouldn't suspect anything going on at the back—taehyung and jimin has safely gotten inside the car before sungyeol looked, however, the door was still left unlock.

as sungyeol opened the front door for yoonji, she insisted that she was capable of closing her own door. a bit confused, sungyeol carefully nodded and walked in front of his car to get to the driver's door on the other side. while he was on the move, yoonji and taehyung coordinated when they both closed their door, so nothing occurred to the black-haired teenager.

finally, the engine started and the car began moving. it was quite a long and eerie ride, yoonji tried her best to pretend she had no idea what the guy was up to. when sungyeol tried to give her a drink, to drug her, she stubbornly refused saying she was no thirsty hoe.

he soon just gave up and went along with his plan to just kidnap her and knock her out himself.

at the very back of the car, jungkook was being squished with heavy bags, he felt like he was being suffocated. fortunately, jimin and taehyung were doing just fine chilling under the back seats, they tried their best not to giggle at yoongi's poor theatric acting.

the car made a complete stop, which startled and confused yoonji, "h-hey, this isn't my home..?"

she looked out the front windows and gazed upon an abandoned hair parlor in a forgotten town in seoul. the banners were ripped, the windows were broken, the door handle looked rusty, and most of the building was covered in moss.

"a-are you treating me to a make-over?"

sungyeol grunted, obviously done listening to yoonji's obnoxious replies, before walking out of his car and opening yoonji's car door. he took her wrist and held onto it tightly, as he dragged her inside the abandoned hair parlor.

yoongi was actually scared inside, it was an instinct to pull away and struggle out of his grip, but he soon remembered that he came here and dressed to save his little sister.

sungyeol and yoonji disappeared in the darkness inside the creepy looking building. when the coast was clear, jimin peeped his head inside the back of the car where jungkook was hiding—since it is accessible from the inside—and called out the squished maknae. on the other hand, taehyung has already opened the car door and stepped outside to investigate their surroundings.

the rustling noise of tired driving across the rough dirt road caught the attention of the three boys. luckily, it was just their hyung's in their mom's old white van—which didn't look suspicious at all.

they quickly parked nearby and ran over to their panicking children, "hyung! hyung! he took yoongi–i mean yoonji!" jimin bit his nails while looking in the direction of the building.

"okay, there's no time to lose, let's go."

namjoon, being their father figure of the group, led them through the entrance door that was covered by moss and orange rust. the very inside of the parlor was covered in complete darkness, the moon's light that shined through the window was their only source of light.

jimin clutched onto taehyung's grey hoodie as his knees were trembling just thinking about the horrible outcomes of the scenario they were currently in.

"tae, it's dark," he whispered, "i'm scared."

taehyung gave jimin his box-smile in the dark while patting him in the head, "don't worry bro, i got this."

he stomped one of his foot, and flashing lights started to illuminate from taehyung's light up sketchers.

"oh my god," jin looked at taehyung with a look of disapproval, "i'm going to get killed if i spend one second with you—i think we should split up."

hoseok already had the urge to start screaming even though they hadn't explored the building yet. he was growing anxious from everyone debating whether they should split up or not, since jin thought there was always a flaw with teaming up with his brothers.

"according to my american movies, we don't split up, dumbasses." namjoon angrily muttered in annoyance.

he took out his phone and turned on his flash, to reveal the interior of the parlor. it was filled with faded colors of red and pink—very girlish. there were a line of hairdresser chairs and broken round mirrors lined against a wall. there seemed to be a receptionist table and a waiting room, but other then that it was pretty empty inside.

everyone looked around the room, looking for doors or any clues where sungyeol could have entered. it was dead quiet until they heard hoseok scream,

"omo, omo!" he pointed at a door at the very back of the hallway room with the heading basement, "the door opened by itself!"

"hoseok, i'm pretty sure we have a logical explanation for this called gravity." namjoon shut hoseok's mouth before he could scream anymore and attract attention, "it was probably just the wind."

namjoon directed his phone's flash into the depths of the door.

it revealed a narrow and steep stairwell leading to who knows where. what scared them even more was the bodies of random lolita dolls that fell upon the stairs.

but there was one thing the brothers knew for certain, whoever awaits them at the bottom of those stairs, will get one hell of a beating after they find their sister.

"do you think they'll have food down there..?"

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another chapter finished
woot woot i'm on a role this week ~

also not to self promote or anything but ,, i drew a few drawings and post them on my story from time to time :) i'm planning to post them on my main too ! if you guys want a face reveal of what i look like then you can search up @dokisae on insta (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

here's a few sketches of some seventeen members and my bias :"))) my precious minghao

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[2] do you guys have any theories so far?

[3] are my chapters too long for you guys?

i feel like you guys get tired of long chapters and commenting aha ; i've also become insecure about my writing since i don't think i'm the best at being detailed and conveying feelings

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