ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ (ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ)

十一

Wooyoung pushed his way through the crowd, blindly search for someone in vain. 

"Sangie!" He saw the others back and latched on right away and buried his face in the others neck. 

"Youngie.." Yeosang gave him a small tentative smile, seeing Wooyoung scan his body and stop at the blood. His once pristine outfit was splattered with blood, some of it fresh and others spots drying. 

"You killed someone..." he looked at the other fox in such disappointment that Yeosang looked like he wanted to go bury himself in a ditch. 

"If I didn't killed them they would have killed me." Yeosang responded, and saw a streak of understanding flash in the others eyes. 

"Fine.. I'm not that mad at you." Wooyoung sniffed and turned the other way. Yeosang shook his head, chuckling under his breath. Wooyoung looked up at the older with big eyes,

"Is any of that blood yours?" Yeosang nodded. "Only a scratch." Wooyoung' face hardened and he gripped the other wrist dragging him out of the room, ignoring the whispers from everyone else. 

"Wat, where are you taking me" Yeosang asked as they winded their way through various corridors. "My room, I have some experience in first aid. Mingi probably if overwhelmed right now."

"Ah." Yeosang agreed with that statement and willingly let himself get dragged down more hallways and pushed on a chair.

"One sec" Wooyoung remerged through the cupboards and whipped out a huge first aid kit. 

"Why the fuck is that in your room." Yeosang looked at the other in surprise. "I have my ways." The ravenette cheekily answered and sauntered back over to the other. 

Yeosang laughed, a genuine smile adorning his face. "You should smile more, it looks good on you." Wooyoung said before processing his own words. He slapped a hand on his mouth his eyes widening in panic. 

Before the other could respond the ravenette was screaming running around in circles like a beheaded chicken. 

"Forget I said anything!" Wooyoung grabbed the cotton pads and alcohol. 

"Oh hell nah... Get that away from me." Yeosang flinched away from the cotton pad. 

"Aw... Is the scary gang leader afraid of a bit of alcohol?" He cooed, mocking the other while laughing. Yeosang huffed and looked the other way and held out his arm in defeat. 

"Make it quick" The ravenette shook his head in amusement and sanitized the wound.

"You know the drill, change the bandage daily." Wooyoung put all the things away in the bag and stored in it again in the wooden drawer. 

"On a more serious note, I have a request." The ravenette turned around with a mysterious aura. His black bangs fell in his eyes which looked at the other boldly. 

"I want to join the gang." 

~

"Joong!" Mingi hysterically ran down the hallways trying to find the spoken boy. Exasperated he ran his hand through his hair, sighing. 

Plopping down of the sofa he came up with a  plan with a smile.

"I guess no cuddles for you." Mingi let out a fake sigh and shook his head as he headed out of the living room. A smile on his face as he heard the pattering of feet behind him. 

"I gotcha!" Mingi turned around and scooped the boy up. The pudu kicked his feet and laughed. As the taller marched the hallways with the boy across his shoulders like a sack of potatos. 

"Are you really gonna take away cuddling?" Hongjoong gave the other a small pout, his lower lip jutting out. Of course, Mingi couldn't say no to that face. 

"We can cuddle but first food." Hongjoong looked as if he had seen a ghost at the mention of food. The taller smiled, 

"Baby steps. Mkay?" The blue haired boy nodded. "Only a bit... then cuddles." He brightened at the end of that sentence. 

Mingi walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge finding the variety of food Seonghwa had cooked the day before. 

By now, Hongjoong had changed the position he was in, getting a piggyback from the younger. He was dozing off as Mingi reheated the food, jolting out of his trance as the brunette placed him on one of the chairs. 

Mingi brought a small bowl of rice and side dishes and a glass of orange juice. Hesitantly the older picked up his chopsticks and took a small bite of rice. Chewing like a tortoise, he slowly swallowed. 

Mingi sighed in relief as the older ate, not missing how his eyes lit up at the serving of chocolate pudding. "M' full," he laughed and pounced on the other.

"Now I remember I was promised something in return." The younger shook his head in disbelief and chuckled. 

"Wanna watch anime?" Hongjoong nodded and let the younger drag him over to the sofas. Mingi loaded television and felt the familiar warmth in his side as the smaller burrowed his way under the blankets and curled up next to him, before choosing to sprawl out in his lap. 

The two had become closer, Hongjoong becoming more social with him as time passed and in no time the two were best friends. It had just been a full day but they were interacting as if they knew each other for years. 

"Totoro." Hongjoong pointed at the movie a huge smile on his face. "Okay." Mingi clicked the movie and started the film the boy on his lap practically vibrating with excitement. 

Hongjoong's eyes stayed glued to the movie absorbed in the moment. Mingi found himself looking the fragile boy in the arms, thanking the stars they were able to rescue him. 

In under a day, Hongjoong had flipped Mingi's world upside down.