At the hotel
-Well, that was something, Changbin dropped to the floor exhausted.
-What do you mean? It was a complete mission, Jihyo smiled satisfied.
-I even got to stab that guy multiple times with a broken bottle of Sangria, Minho said it with a proud smirk on his face.
-Bang Chan? Nayeon lightly tapped his shoulder. Can I talk to you?
-Sure.
They both walked out of the room.
-Does it hurt? Hyunjin cleaned the wound on Felix's hand with a wet towel.
-I can take it, Felix shrugged.
Hyunjin smiled at him before kissing him on the head, right where the bottle almost hit.
-You did great, baby!
-You too! Very sexy on the stage, Felix chuckled.
-I can do more with you, Hyunjin smirked.
-Is your arm still hurting? Felix asked concerned.
-Bearable. It will heal, don't worry!
-So... Wanna talk about it? Jisung asked.-No.
-You had a panic attack, Seungmin. You need to talk to someone about it. Why was the bottle breaking a trigger to you?
-I don't wanna talk about it. It makes me weak.
-Alright, Jisung nodded.
-What about your hand? Why is it burned? I saw it when you hugged me.
-I don't wanna talk about it. It makes me weak, Jisung replied.
-Fair enough.
-Tell me about your suspects' list. Why am I on it?
-What?
-What makes you think I am the traitor, genius? Jisung rolled his eyes.
-Well, you are the most obvious at this point.
-How?
-The lipstick on the mirror. You confirmed it was yours.
-I did. But also the rest of you were in the same room that night. Don't think anyone had a marker or a crayon so the lipstick was the quickest way to leave a message.
-The woman talking with Jeongin in Times Square.
-I was shot in the leg. Couldn't walk in heels. What color was the wig?
-Long dark brown.
-I don't have a wig like that. I only have a red and a blonde one.
-I've never seen you with the blonde one.
-That's for a personal project.
-You said Jeongin told you he knew the password. Maybe he said it to you.
-He didn't. You will have to trust me on this. Someone is framing me. And I have a way to prove I am on your side, Jisung started looking for something in his backpack.
-After you threatened me? Seungmin raised an eyebrow.
-I was mad at Minho and you were caught in the middle. I just snapped. I'm sorry! Here! he handed Seungmin a phone.
-What's this?
-Jeongin's phone.
Seungmin almost dropped it when he heard Jisung's words.
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8 sips of Poison | Stray Kids Mafia AU (part 2 of 8 sips of Wine)
FanfictionThis is the sequel to 8 sips of Wine if you don't want to read it, don't feel obligated to do it I decided to write the sequel after consulting a majority One year after the events of the previous book, Stray Kids found themselves in a search for on...