𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 (𝟭-𝟲). ❥ cix.

6.03 ;; what did jinyoung say

"Well." Jaeseok spread his arms out wide. "Enjoy the place while you can. It's not much to look at, though."

"Thanks, Jaeseok." The others followed after Jinyoung, saying similar words of gratitude, following him down the hall towards his bedroom.

"Well." Jinyoung opened the door, stepping aside to let the others through first. "It's a bedroom."

Jinyoung's bedroom was exactly that. No posters, nothing like that. Just really a bed and a desk, plus a few dressers, all in monotonous colours. It was kept very pristine and clean, the same way that Jinyoung took care of himself.

"There's not very much personality," Hyunsuk commented.

Byounggon nodded. "It's very minimal."

"True." Jinyoung stepped into the middle of the room, clasping his hands together. "I think we should pack a few clothes now. I want us to always be prepared, especially if we have to get out quick in the middle of the night. We have to be ready to move."

He began to walk towards his dresser, but then stopped himself. "I'm going to go make myself... not covered in dried blood."

He shuddered as he walked out of the door as though the disgusting feeling on him had finally set back in, leaving the others out.

Yonghee took the floor. "I'm so tired," he yawned, flopping down on Jinyoung's bed. "Can't we do this tomorrow."

"You heard Jinyoung." Seunghun was already sifting through drawers. "We should at least grab two of everything before we sleep. Who knows, maybe we'll have to jump up in 20 minutes. And we'll be ready while Yonghee will be snoring on the floor."

Yonghee let out an exaggerated yawn, as if to prove the point. Seunghun just rolled his eyes, continuing to divy up clothes. "Hyunsuk, take this shirt. Byounggon, these pants. Yonghee..." he dropped the jacket on top of his face. "That."

By the time Seunghun had given them each two pairs of clothes, just for now, Jinyoung was back from the bathroom. He looked significantly happier now that he didn't have blood on him, and he dumped his ruined clothes into the corner. "We're gonna have to burn those," he said. "Which reminds me..." he gestured to Seunghun's pants. "You should find a place for those."

"Right."

Seunghun was next to disappear into the bathroom, taking less time than Jinyoung. The others deemed themselves too tired to wash up, so it became a free for all for the ground, Byounggon's sleeping bags at stake. Jinyoung laid out a few of his blackets on the floor, giving the others both something to sleep on and something to sleep under. Once he'd turned off the lights, he was about to crawl into bed, but looked down at his friends tucked together cozily and decided against it. He squeezed at the edge beside Hyunsuk, taking the covers and closing his eyes.