Fall From Grace | ENHYPEN

XI

Cozen followed the two inside. They sat on the living room's floor. Discussing the plan  they just talked about. "Okay, I have a question. Questions." Cozen clears his throat. "What now?" Michaelis raised an eyebrow. "Why, where, when, and how?" That's all the Cozen said. Michaelis and Ytriel turn to each other, then back to Cozen who just raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know, actually. I can contact someone to send us some?" Michaelis shrugs his shoulders. Ytriel just nods, agreeing with the older's words. "I have a lot of connections, you know?" Michaelis smirks, bragging about his connections with people. 

"You fucking dumb, or what?" Cozen raised his voice, making the two other boys flinch. "Who do you think you are to raise your voice at me and call me dumb?!" Michaelis yelled back, rising from his seat. He stares down to Cozen who did the same. "Oh, that's the part that hits you? Not the fact that if you did what you just planned, you can get all of us dead? Like, real dead?" Cozen tilts his head to the side. 

It's true. Cozen's right. Michaelis was taken aback by the truth. He just gulped and gripped his hands into a fist. On the other hand, Ytriel stays seated on the floor. Only looking up to see the two yell at each other. 

"You guys finished?" He asks a little bit sassy. The two older guys looked down on him. "What?" He asks. "Tsk." Michaelis turn to Cozen before walking off. "What happened here? I heard yelling?" Tyrron suddenly appears. Smoking of course, with his hands all dirty. 

"Care to answer? I just asked you guys something?" He waved his hand in front of Cozen who's staring at now empty hallway in front of him. "Am I a ghost?" Tyrron raised his eyebrows. What? 

"N-No. I-It's nothing. We just had a short argument. Excuse me." Cozen left. Ytriel sighs before finally standing up. "What happened?" Tyrron turn to him. "Well..." Ytriel took a deep breath but didn't talk. 

"So...?" Tyrron looked at the three, waiting for them to talk. "No one's gonna talk?" Ytriel nods, not wanting to talk about the absurd plan of his friend.

"M'kay. Well, I gotta finish whatever the hell Yyan told me to do." Tyrron rises from his seat and looks at his watch. "Hey, kid. I have a task for you." He turn back to Ytriel. "Yes, sir?" The latter tilts his head while looking up to the face the older one. 

"I want you to do your best to make the two be in a good terms again, just right before Yyan's team gets home, 'kay?" Tyrron then left without even hearing the younger's answer. 

"This is gonna be a long day." Ytriel sighs for the nth time. He took a deep breath before walking to the room where Michaelis is.

"Hey." He knocks on the door. "It's open." Ytriel slowly opened the door after hearing Michaelis' faint voice from inside the room. "I need you in the living room, right now. Like, this very instant." Ytriel says like his chest are up. He then left and ran to the room where Cozen is. 

"Hey,  you." He furrows his eyebrows after coming inside the open room. "What?" Cozen asks without facing him. "Living room. Now. This is a mission." He said sternly and left. The latter just watched him leave through the window's reflection. 

Cozen and Michaelis to see each other again, even after just a few minutes. "Sit down." Ytriel crosses his arms. "What is this now?" Cozen asks him.

"As I said earlier, this is mission given to me by Mr Tyrron." He clears his throat and took another breath. "Okay, so,  about this little argument between the two of you, let me explain a thing to get this thing done." He looks from Cozen to Michaelis. 

"Both of you are at fault." He shushed Michaelis who tried to defend himself by saying 'Why me?' "I'm the one speaking here." Ytriel points at himself with a stern tone.