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watch your step

They were back again at Joshua's humble abode. This time, his house was already clean, glass tables are already hidden away, and couches were free of blankets and sleeping people.

"Joshi babes open the door my hands are full," Jeonghan unconventionally knocks on the door with his head. 

Joshua opens the door, looking much more put together than the last time they met up. His face however was telling a different story. His eyes were wide and filled with anxiety and his breathing uneven. This confused Jeonghan.

'Jisoo, what's wrong?" He takes the American's hands and clasps them with his own.

"Somethings going to happen today. I don't know what but I have this feeling we shouldn't do this," His eyes focus on Jeonghan's and find their way wrapped around his own waist to try to comfort himself.

Jeonghan lightly scoffs at his friend's words, taking everything he said as a joke. He shook his head and hip bumps Joshua to lightly push him out the way as they were standing in the front door and the sun was blistering hot.

"Damn Josh I know you were busy and didn't want to do this but isn't that reaching it?" he chuckles lightly and brushes his hair from his face after resting the party alcohol on Joshua's marble island and taking out the plastic cups from their packaging. 

Joshua's eyebrows furrow further and he speedwalks to the kitchen to catch up with the law student. Soon, the rest of them would be arriving and Joshua wanted to get this feeling off his chest as soon as possible.

"Jeonghan I'm serious," he sits upon a bar stool and buries his face and his hands.

"Don't worry there's thirteen of us coming here, what's the worst that can happen," Jeonghan lightly smiles and pats Jisoo n the head.

Who knew Jeonghan's words would carry so much weight.

It was two in the morning. The party was just beginning to get exciting and then a scream resonated through the house, over the loud, house trembling music. Everyone was a little tipsy. Shots were passed around the room less than half an hour ago. 

Seungkwan's smile was now long gone. It was now replaced with fear. They all gathered to the attic where the scream came from and no one knew how to feel. Actually, how would you feel if you saw the body of your friend soaking a pool of their blood?