We Meet Again [prologue] ✔️

Sedici

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"Okay! I believe you!"

Everyone looked over to the elevator to see the three who had gone out for coffee. "What are we believing?" Jeongin asks as he smiles at his boyfriend. "We saw Felix," Jisung said as his lips turned into a bright smile. "Holy crap, really?" Hyunjin said, "I thought I was going crazy." The group of three walked in and Changbin took a seat, rubbing his face. "Is he okay?" Seungmin asks, "I mean, mans saw his long-lost boyfriend after three years-"

"We never dated."

Seungmin waved his hand around. "Shut up," He said. "Go find him!" Jeongin squealed as he jumped up and down. "We can have a complete 8 and-" Changbin shaking his head caught him off. "What?" Jeongin said as his eyebrows furrowed. "I don't think he has anything left in him," Changbin said, "anytime our hands brushed against each other, he'd always shock me for the shits of it, but he didn't do it this time."

The room fell silent as everyone looked at the distressed male and then at the smartest people in the group who were attempting to decode something they had gotten a few seconds ago. "We'll have to figure that out later," Seungmin said as he pushed his glasses up. "Some stupid ass is trying to burn down another grocery store," Minho continued and Seungmin started doing other things on the laptop. "Jeongin, Chan, and I are going to head over, the rest of you are on call," Minho said as his partners walked towards the elevator to call it up. Jisung gave his boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek before walking to their shared bedroom to chill out. Minho gave a look towards Seungmin who nodded his head and looked at the stressed male. "Bin...you won't be going out," Seungmin said in a calm voice. "K," Changbin muttered as he rubbed his face and looked towards the city.

Once the elevator dinged twice and the sound of it moving echoed through the silence, Changbin stood up and went to his room.

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Hours passed and the others finally got home. "You didn't need backup?" Hyunjin asks and the others shook their heads. "They were just really difficult to keep in one place, and to be fair, you wouldn't be much help," Minho said and the two nodded their heads before leaving to go clean up. "Why?" Hyunjin asks. "We moved near water and you don't like water," Minho said and Hyunjin was going to open his mouth when Changbin walked down the hallway. "You mean his powers don't let him near water or he short circuits," Changbin said as he walked towards the elevator.

Minho nodded his head and Seungmin looked at him. "Where are you going?" He asks as if it was weird that the mind-controller is leaving the house. "Getting the food I ordered," Changbin said as he pressed the elevator button and the door instantly opened. "Okay," Seungmin said and the male entered the elevator, showing the mask in hand before they questioned. The door closed and the numbers started ticking down.

Changbin reached the ground floor and he stepped out, grabbing his helmet and keys. He walked the short distance to his bike and slipped on his mask along with the helmet. He got on his bike and turned it on, putting the kickstand on and driving out of the open garage and out of the gated area.

The city was beautiful as the day went into the night; the sky mixed with different yellows, oranges, and blues. There were a lot of people on the roads, causing traffic, but Changbin could easily swerve through it until he got to the restaurant he ordered from. The sign came into view and he checked his blind spot before putting his turn signal on and making a quick turn into the parking lot. He stationed his bike near the pickup area and put his kickstand down, turning off the engine and checking his phone; seeing he had a minute or two until it was ready.

He took off his helmet and got off, setting the helmet down and shoving his keys into his jacket pocket, and walked inside, adjusting his face mask as he walked in. He took a seat and looked towards the entryway, his eyes darting to the host table where nobody was located. He looked towards the pick-up area and then looked back, his body stopping as he saw who it was; or who it could be.

Changbin hated abusing his mind-control, but he wanted to know who it was; if it was who he thought it was. His eyes darted from the pick-up area to the person. He eyed the person and commanded; 'turn your head'. It took a few seconds, but the person did follow the order and turned their head, Changbin's heart increasing in speed as his mouth slightly parted.

He hasn't changed a bit, Changbin thought as the brunette turned his head back to face the front of the restaurant. Besides the colored hair, Changbin said as he looked back to the pick-up area and saw his number on the computer, along with his name being called. He stood up and saw out of the corner of his eye, the brunette host looking at him; his eyes following him as Changbin walked over to grab his food.