DLMLU

Hope in a Losing Game

Soulies,

Sorry, not sorry. I had to try and squeeze in an update 

I'm officially in Jakarta! So hopefully my brain and relax and shut off from the personal stress in my life.

Love you Soulies,

See you soon!

Thank you!

☆ミ　☆彡

Heavy breathing, it was erratic, and Minho could feel the pulse in his neck bouncing, the blood flowing but his hands and feet were cold as if he had been sitting in an ice bath. maybe even trapped in some sort of winter freeze. He has never felt this nervous before. The nervousness began setting in, his body stiffening with each step they took towards the bunker. to say he was nervous about seeing everyone was a little bit of an understatement. He was terrified to see Felix. He was terrified to see Jisung. As his fear began setting in more Jeongin was trying to help calm down the older. one thing he had learned is that Jeongin was able to help relieve his tunnel vision setbacks. After he came back to Jeongin in place from one of his nightly adventures he somehow managed to help clean the older up without triggering him. he had a massive gash along his eyebrow, and his lip was lightly busted, yet he still smiled victorious from the fights and received a lump of cash.

Cash he has been saving up for some time now. It's been almost a month since he last saw the bunker members.

it wasn't going to plan.

"Hyung. It's okay. They don't hate you..."

"Easy for you to say..." Minho harshly replied.

"Lee Know-Hyung. It will be fine. They miss you." Jeongin said as he knocked on the door to the foreign bunker once again.

"You can just walk in! No need for formalities we all know each other!" Changbin's voice echoed from the other side of the door. The door swung open, allowing Jeongin and Minho to enter. Jeongin entered first as he hesitated before carrying his weighted feet into the building. The pressure that was looming over him, was crushing him more and more.

Once the older made it into the living room he was met with a tear-stained Felix and his instincts kicked him running to his baby brother. That moment Minho knew how much he missed his baby brother, with his body moving on its own pulling Felix into his embrace. Felix's arms wrapped tightly around the elder's back his face shoved into my chest.

"You jerk!" Felix sobbed into his chest, full-out crying.

"I know..." Minho honestly replied. He was running his hand along his back. I was expecting Felix's outburst to get worse. This was usual when he upset him, and he knew it was his doing. Minho would let him take his anger out on his body. Another trauma response but it wasn't one where Minho would get defensive, quite the contrary.

"Why did you leave without a single word?!"

"Felix... I had to leave while you slept otherwise, you'd not let me leave."

Felix pulled away, punching his brother's chest not once but several more times. Minho's mind kicked out. He knew he deserved this, even expected far more than weak punches from his brother. His body already ached from the underground fights, so he hid the pain, something he had grown to be exceptionally good at over the years His blatant attacks getting harder. Minho continued trying to breathe in. He was doing this to punish him... He had every right, that's what Minho believed. He closed his eyes. No one bothered to stop Felix from his tantrum, only watching with desperate eyes. Jeongin wasn't expecting this from Minho's brothers. From the stories he told, he was a soft-hearted guy, but beating on his brother for this? He left because he needed time to himself and space to recollect his mindset. This was beyond his thought process.