~Fan Xiao ~
I froze the mont I saw him step into the doorway; the big guy with the gun, standing there like he owned my life, my soul, and probably my bank account too. And he looked pissed, which is always fun when you’re already panicking and holding your pregnant oga like a very heavy, very precious bag of gold.
"Alright," he said, voice low and dangerous but with that infuriating calm. "I can only let two of them go. You make your choice."
I blinked. Blinked again. Blinked a third ti because I wasn’t sure my brain was actually working, or if I was hallucinating this terrifyingly stupid scenario.
"Oh, that’s just cute," I said, pointing at him like he’d done a magic trick instead of holding a gun. "You get to play ’Choose Your Favorite Oga.’ How thoughtful. Did soone clap for you or...?"
"Fan Xiao," Lee Know’s voice cracked, and my stomach turned into so kind of jelly factory. "Don’t..."
"Too late, baby. I’ve started screaming internally. And externally. Internally-external screaming. Multi-level screaming." I’m not as brave as I thought for an Alpha OMG.
Park Min muttered sothing that sounded like a curse in three languages .
"We want... both of them," I blurted out before thinking. "Lee Know and Yu Jin. Both. Now. Imdiately. Please and thank you, Mr. Gunman, I’ll even throw in cookies if you let them go, but like... I can’t bake so just..."
The big guy just raised an eyebrow like I had suggested we all hop on one foot and sing the national anthem in pig Latin. "You must think this is a joke right? "
"What do you an no?" I yelled. "You saw the ss we just made! We literally punched, kicked, and terrified three of your n into submission! Are you telling , ! that you, gunman, the supposed brains of this operation, won’t let us rescue my oga because... why?
He didn’t answer, just let the silence stretch like it had nothing better to do, which was basically torture. Finally, he said, "Park Min must go with one if you."
I froze, because no, no, no. That was not a plan. That was a disaster with a side of vomit. "Excuse ?" I asked, voice trembling, my brain rapidly recalculating the disaster probability of this new twist.
"You heard . Park Min goes. One of the ogas stays."
I felt every single vein in my body scream. "Are you insane? Do you understand the literal science of oga panic right now? Because Lee Know is pregnant. Pregnant! Do you know how catastrophic that is if he’s stressed? Catastrophic. And you’re telling my baby will stay behind while Park Min walks out the door like this is a casual Sunday stroll?"
Park Min put a hand on my chest, stopping from lunging at the guy. "I’m fine," he muttered. "I can handle this. Stop actually yelling the fuck is wrong with you. "
"No," I snapped. "You can’t handle this. Your oga is sitting on the floor right now, pretending he’s fine, but he’s terrified. Terrified! And you’re going to...." I gestured wildly at the gunman. "just walk out like we’re negotiating a sale? No, sir. No way."
"Fan Xiao," Park Min said quietly. "I don’t..."
"I don’t care what you don’t do, Park Min! You are not leaving without my oga. Period. Full stop. End of discussion. Don’t even start pretending you’re fine with this because I see the tiny sweat beads forming on your forehead. You’re stressed, I know it, and it’s contagious!"
"Fan," Lee Know whispered, voice trembling. "They... they’re forcing you..."
"I AM aware of their tactics, thank you very much, baby," I snapped, ignoring the little quiver in my heart. "And I’m about to flip the entire floor if they try sothing. So, you can either let both ogas go, or I start creating a very loud scene involving , screaming, and probably very bad language that would make your mother weep."
The big guy shook his head slowly. "You’ll have to go ho first. That’s the only way. The ogas stay."
my soul left my body for a second. My brain made that panicked "nope nope nope" sound that only exists in cartoon universes. "Excuse ? I...what? What does ’go ho’ even an? Like, drive back and co back later? Or is this one of those weird... sadistic ga-show rules where you all just... lol, good luck?"
Yu Jin groaned from the floor. "Fan, relax. You’re making it worse."
"Making it worse?" I yelled. "HE IS HOLDING MY BABY HOSTAGE. That is, by definition, catastrophic and worse!"
Park Min tugged at my sleeve. "Maybe we should listen..."
"Nope," I interrupted, pointing dramatically at the gunman. "Not happening. Absolutely not. We are not going anywhere until those two ogas are safe. Do you understand ? Safe. Not in your... whatever dark lair you call an office of evil. SAFE."
The gunman just sighed, like the universe had decided he’d already lost patience.
I stared at him like he had personally insulted my entire family, my taste in snacks, and my very soul. Park Min looked equally unhappy, though slightly less... panicked-screaming mode than .
Few seconds later we were thrown Outside the building. Just and Park min. Outside the building, I paced like a caged, caffeinated raccoon. "Park Min, beg your mom. Beg her right now. PLEASE. Get her on the phone, get her to listen, do sothing, anything. I’m... I’m... I’m about to explode into tears and swearing at the sa ti."
"I’m only begging for my oga," he said flatly. "Why should I beg for you?"
I froze. "Excuse ?"
He crossed his arms, looking every bit the irritated child-teen-masquerading-as-an-adult. "Yeah. I’m not begging for you. Only my oga. Why would I do it for you? I don’t even know you "
I blinked, then blinked again, then felt my brain catch fire. "Do you... not get it? Do you not understand that the entire reason my oga got kidnapped was because of... because... because your mom wants sothing from . She wants as a hacker. That’s why they took my oga. That’s the reason. And if you don’t do sothing, we’re screwed, I helped you, we illegally hacked and by passed so many laws, don’t even think I’ll go down alone."
Park Min’s eyes narrowed. "She... wants you as a hacker? And... that has anything to do with ? You’re just... guessing, right?"
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