Seungkwan felt like yelling. He also felt like hitting something, and screaming, and crying. He felt like doing a lot of things. But he sat numbly on his chair. He wanted to pass out, but the constant buzzing in his head was preventing that. 

The weird guy - Khan King - had gone away a few hours ago. He thought. He hadn't told them anything, despite of what he promised them. Leaving them all confused. Khan Kings outfit looked like something out of a fairytale. 

If seungkwan being really honest he thought the guy was insane. 

Luckely he had left the light on, so that they could see each other. Seungkwan really didn't want to be the fashion police but all of them looked like shit. 

Beside him sat Jihoon. His head on the back of the chair. He looked emotionless. The cut by his ear had dried up, leaving dried blood on his face and hair. 

On the other side of Seungkwan sat Jeonghan and Jun. Jeonghan had been trying to get the ropes off since King left. That was a few hours ago and Seungkwan could see Jeonghans bloody fingers behind his back. 

Jeonghan didn't look like he minded. His face was scrunched up in concentration. The older boy would sigh once in a while and still his movements in frustration. But he would always carry on. 

He must not have any nails over by now, Seungkwan thought. 

Jun had not said anything. Every few minutes he would shift on the chair, getting his body into crazier and crazier positions. 

Seungkwan was glad the chairs were screwed in the ground. Otherwise Jun would have fallen over a long time ago. and more injury they couldn't really risk at this time.

Seungkwan found that getting kidnapped was severely underwhelming. He was bored to death and had started making up scenarios up in his head. If they were to die here it would be because of boredom.

Or starvation, he realised as his stomach growled. 

"You hungry too?" Jihoon asked softly, side eyeing Seungkwan.

"Yeah," he nodded. 

"How long has it been?" He asked the older. 

Jihoon shrugged. 

"I think around a day? Maybe more," he answered. 

"You think they will guve us water?" Jeonghan piped in. "My mouth is like a desert." He said more to himself than to the rest of them. 

"How are your nails?" Jun asked after a moment of silence. The boy had now turned himself so that his back wasn't against the back of the chair anymore. His left side was now against it, so that he was completely facing the other three. 

Jeonghan looked confused for a moment and tried to look at his own nails. He failed horrendously at it and looked a quite stupid doing it. 

"Half of them are still there," he laughed bit. "Have to look at the positive part right?" 

They giggled a bit and it was silent again. 

A few minutes strike past. 

Seungkwan was so incredibly bored and just wanted to sleep just to pass the time. 

"I'm so bored," he whispered into the silence. 

Jihoon sighed in annoyance. 

"Can you shut up? I was almost asleep," he looked at Seungkwan angrily. But he softened up a bit when he saw how uncomfortable he looked. 

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