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"What even happened again?" Changbin asked a second time now rubbing his sleepy racoon like eyes. Felix stood picking at his nails as he tried to think of what to say.

Changbin looked tired, his hair was tossed around, and Felix really didn't want to burden him with what just went down. It was his own problem. He started putting his own shoes on when Chan stopped the younger.

"We are going, stay here. Its starting to rain. We will bring Minho back, that I promise."

Felix gazed at Chan, his hair was curly and falling into his eyes, his expression softened making Felix ease ever so slightly. He nodded. Chan's hand ruffled Felix's red hair. The soft expression that held care and concern turned into a glare at Jisung who idly stood by the door playing with the strings of his hood.

All Felix could do was watch the two leave; a small rumble of thunder was heard from a distance. Felix's ears perked at the sound and could only hope they find Minho before the storm rolls in. Minho wasn't too fond of storms to begin with and yet Felix never understood why. He enjoyed the weather causing chaos, which brought the nature around them life.

"I'm sorry Hyung..." Jisung pleaded to Chan. The older has been dragging the younger by the hood of his sweater ever since they left the house. Jisung could barely keep up with the tugging sensation as he struggled to occasionally let a breath out. Though he did understand why, he was primarily at fault for them having to run after Minho in the first place, but why did he have to be so damn aggressive.

"Hyung..." Jisung whined a little bit again.

"Sometimes that mouth gets the best of you Jisung and words like that can seriously screw with someone. Didn't you learn with Hyunjin or your parents." Chan lectured out, Jisung silenced his whines hearing Chan use his parents and even Hyunjin of all people for the way he acted. It brought memories he much rather forget. but he had another issue to deal with first than to fight Chan about that topic.

"Hyung... I was upset. I didn't mean it... Its just hard." He confessed, "Its hard when I all I want to do is be by him but scared to even trust him."

"But now you've given him a reason to not try and talk to you anymore. Telling him he didn't belong there wasn't your smartest move Jisung." Chan argued back.

"I know..." He pleaded guilty. He of all people knew all too well what the words of 'we never want to see you' or 'you don't deserve to be here' can do to one person. It ate at Jisung constantly on a daily when his brain told him that himself. He felt like an idiot even more so.

Lightning flashed in the distance ripping its way through the sky closer and closer as it scattered into forks. Rain beginning to fall onto their shoulders.

"You best hope we find him soon."

"It would help if I could walk properly Chan-Hyung..." Jisung mumbled out. He felt the pressure be relieved from his neck knowing that it caught Chan attention not realising he was actually dragging me all around by the sheer piece of my hood. Jisung could smell the rain that resided in the air and if we didn't find Minho soon at least one of them were going to end up sick.

"Maybe we should split up. We might cover more ground. I didn't expect him to be so damn quick."

"Jisung... You realised they've lived homeless for years and probably even stole. Of course, stealth and running would come natural." Chan explained. Which did make a little bit of sense.

"Still... I wouldn't have expected him to be so quick. We literally left moments after him."

"Takes a runner to know a runner..." Chan mocked.

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