Author's POV
After Sangyeon was gone everyone in the house went on choosing their rooms. Chanhee and Changmin walks hand in hand as they look at various rooms. They come across a room which was slightly bigger and Chanhee's eyes sparkled. "Let's stay here together! We can make it our room." He says. Changmin nods as he also liked the room. "We can decorate it... One day." Changmin says.
Just as Chanhee was about to walk in he was pushed aside by someone. He looks at the side with a glare and saw one of the hacker, Kim Sunwoo. "Wah this room is nice." He commented as he walked in and looked around. "And it is ours." Chanhee sneered. "But I like it. So I want it to be mine and Eric's." Sunwoo says nonchalantly.
Chanhee frowns at that. "We found it first. We were here first. Get the fuck out of here." He says. "You shouldn't be cursing. Pretty boys shouldn't curse." Sunwoo says mockingly. Chanhee's eyes narrows. Within a second Chanhee is behind Sunwoo, a sharp knife pressed against his jugular vein. "I might seem like just any pretty boy who can't do anything but trust me sweetheart I will slit your throat and leave you to die here. Now run along before I actually do it."
They are interrupted by Eric, who looked a bit intimidated at the situation he had walked in. He grabbed Sunwoo and pulled him away from Chanhee. "I am sorry. He is a bitch sometimes. You can have this room....
Hyung. Uh we will just find another room." Eric says as he drags out a cursing and complaining Sunwoo."He sounds like a little bitch." Changmin agrees as he and Chanhee watches the hacker being pulled away by his friend. "I hate him already." Chanhee mumbles with a frown. Changmin throws his arm over his friend and says "Ayee don't focus on him now. He is not that important!"
Chanhee nods. He sighs as he looks around the room once again. There is only one bed but it is big so Chanhee and Changmin will be sharing it. There is also a bathroom attached to the room and Chanhee thanks whatever deity exist in the world because lord he does hate sharing bathroom with other people.
"Do you wanna take a bath? I am totally taking a bath and change. I feel sticky and dirty." Changmin complain as he scrunched up his nose while running his hand through his hair. Chanhee agrees to him. Both of them were not in the best condition.
Later they find themselves together in the bathroom, in the bathroom. Thankfully they both fit there. Chanhee is applying the shampoo they found on Changmin's hair. "This brings back memories." Changmin states. Chanhee hums. "Remember when we were 8 and we made a mess out of the bathroom. Our moms got so so angry." Changmin says giggling at the memory.
Chanhee smiles slightly. What a memory they were. "You were hyperactive and you always made the water spill out." He says. "I miss them." Changmin says with a glum expression as he leans back against Chanhee slightly. Chanhee stops massaging the younger's scalp and instead he wraps his hands around Changmin in a comforting manner. "I miss them too." He admits.
They stay in silence for a while but Changmin clears his thought. "Now now let's not get sad here. We need to finish bathing before the water gets cold." He says. Chanhee laughs at the younger's sudden change of mood, feeling grateful for the change of topic. "Come on. Your turn. I will help you wash your hair." Changmin says excitedly. They both giggle as they continued bathing.
Meanwhile....
"I swear I can't leave you alone without you picking up a fight with someone." Eric complains as he pulls Sunwoo inside the room he has chosen. It wasn't as big as the one Sunwoo had his eyes on but it was also not bed. There were two beds. Study table which Eric is sure to put his laptop and stuffs on. Because of course they won't be doing any studying.
"He was the one who had a knife up my neck! I didn't even do anything." Sunwoo tries to defend himself but Eric rolls his eyes. "I am sure your ass said something he found offensive. Because you tend to do that a lot without even realizing." Eric huffs.
Sunwoo rolls his eyes. "I just called him a pretty boy and that a pretty boy shouldn't curse." He said boredly. Eric facepalms. "I swear... Just.. just don't mess with anyone okay. We are just hackers. Others here beside the Hyunjae guy can literally kill us. The lethal twin guys may look all pretty to you but trust me Kim Sunwoo you won't realize when one of them stabs you because yes they are fast." Eric says.
Sunwoo groans at the lecture. "Fine fine whatever you say. But goddamn it I am taking revenge from that pretty boy for putting his knife anywhere near my neck." He says glaring at the ground. Eric shrugs giving up at putting some sense into his friend. "As long as you don't drag me in and I don't get killed." Eric says. They end their talk at that as they got ready to sleep without further exchange if words both tired.
On the other hand others had also found their rooms. Haknyeon had claimed a whole room for himself. Hyunjae had claimed a room which he would be sharing with Juyeon. Jacob was with Kevin. While Younghoon also took a room for himself. Everyone was settled down. At the least trying to get to know each other with so hostility against each other. Trying to be decent as Sangyeon had suggested.
Everyone went to sleep as they were all tired. It was the same for Chanhee and Changmin. Both had changed into a more comfortable clothes Jacob had gotten them after their bath. They were thankful for it. They were on the bed cuddling each other, sleeping peacefully.
It was around midnight when Chanhee woke up with a frightened expression. His pupils wide. A look of fear all over his face. Changmin who was used to his nightmares woke up in alarm too. He quickly hugs Chanhee. "Shhh it is okay. I am here. I am here." He says in a comforting tone. "No no they are going to get me. They will hurt me again. They hurt me. It hurts." Chanhee whimpers as tears fell down uncontrollably.
Times like these were when Changmin felt so lost. It broke his heart everytime he saw how the world had hurt Chanhee. They didn't deserved this. They truly didn't. Only if they were saved. Only if they were protected. "It is okay chanie. It is fine. I am here. They won't hurt you." He says feeling tears in his own eyes. At that moment he wondered. Will the world still view them as lethal? As something dangerous if they knew how broken they were? If they knew just how torn they actually were?
Chanhee clings onto Changmin's shirt as he cries. His cries slowly goes down but Changmin still holds him. "I am sorry for waking you up. Again." Chanhee says as he sniffles. Changmin chuckles. "Why do you keep saying sorry? I am here for you. You don't need to say sorry. We will go through every hardships, pain, sadness, happiness and joy together. You and me. That is what we promised isn't it." He says.
Chanhee smiles. He was grateful to have Changmin. So grateful that even words can't describe it. "Come on. Let's go back to sleep. We can't be sleep deprived when officer sangyeon does comes tomorrow." Changmin says. They both lay back down on the bed. Both of them hugging each other. Finding comfort in each other.
"Sometimes one needs to look past a person's fake exterior to see who they really are."
[End of Chapter]
Hello guys! Yeppp I posted! Surprisingly. I was supposed to post tomorrow but 😂 I couldn't stop myself. Also how did you all even held up with yesterday's trailer? 😭😭 There were so many theories. It was so painful. Some said when Changmin and Younghoon fought younghoon didn't survived and it was why Changmin was crying. While some said it was because Chanhee and Changmin were against each other and that is why both cried ㅠㅠ I swear I low-key had a breakdown 🤧🤧
On the bright side we have a new spider man aka Kevin Moon lmao! Also the tracklist came out while I was about to post this! I am very excited about all the songs.
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Mystery / ThrillerWhen corruption, crime and evil consumes the society, a group is formed to save the society. A group of misfits as one may describe.