"Hyung!" The young boy yelled out for him, catching him, so his fall won't hurt him.
"Ch-Chanie... w-what-" "Soul, you need to help me! Please!" He interrupted his sister, trying to pick up his leader.
The girl immediatly stood up and helped him to lay the leader on the bed, ignoring her own wounds and pain.
The girl looked up at her twin. "C-Chanie, what is with him?" She asked, worried and scared, with pain in her words.
"I have no idea..." he said, looking down at him. "At least he is still breathing..." he said.
"Yaya, please, look after him! I have to call the others and inform them about that! Then I will check outside." He turned around but the girl grabbed his hand.
"No! Ch-Chanie! We don't know what was the reason he fainted! I-I don't want something to happen to you too!" She said, nearly crying.
"Yaya... I understand you, but I have to! I promise I will be careful! I won't leave you behind. I always will be by your side, remember?" He pulled her a bit closer, giving her a kiss on top of her head.
"Wait here..." "but Chanie!" She stopped him again. He turned around, looking at her. "What if..." she didn't even dared to speak out the worst thought that was in her head.
He only looked at her, before he was looking around the room, looking for a piece of cloth, that he put over his nose and mouth.
"When I am out, pull the towel under the door again. I will give you a signal, when I am back. Understand?" He explained and the girl nodded unsure, biting her inner lip.
The young boy nodded at her, taking out his phone, sending his hyung a message. "Yaya, I let the phone with you. When they write, answer them. And take care of hyung, will you?" He asked and she nodded again.
Then he pulled the towel away, opening the door. He threw it close quickly again and the girl was now alone in the room, with the unconscious scary leader.
When the door was closed, she put the towel under the door again. She turned around, looking at the male on the bed.
When the phone started to ring she picked it up. "Sungchan! What do you mean with that message?! And what happend?!" Someone yelled at her.
"U-Uhhmm..." she answered and for short it was quiet, when she heard a familiar voice in the background. "Soul?" The voice said confused.
"Soul! Where is Sungchan?" The boy, who called asked. "I-In the hallway.." she answered. "I SEE HIM! He is walking through the hallway!" one yelled.
"What is that on the ground, something is coming out of it..." he added. "Soul, why didn't you stopped him?!" "I-I tried bu-" she explained but got interrupted by the door being pushed open hardly.
The young boy ran back in, coughing, slaming the door shut and leaning against the door. "CHANIE!" She yelled, running over to him, helping him.
"I-I am fine... *coughs* put the towel back under the door, hurry!" He commanded while coughing.
She was doing it, before she for her brother again. "Soul!" They heard from the phone. She pulled it back to her ear. "Y-Yeah?"
"Okay, Soul, listen. It was a gas bomb. We don't know what substance was in it, possible something that would knock you out, but we can't tell for sure. We are trapped in the training section. You have to check on hyung, okay?"
"W-Wait... w-what d-do you mean? I-I don't u-understand..." her twin signaled her, that she should put it on speaker.
"Yaya, we can't leave the training section. When there is an alarm, all main entrances, the house and sections get blocked off. It is kinda a protection for us, when something happens in another section, so our enemies can't escape and also their complices can't surprise us in one of the others. The section where the alarm went off, one of us has to trigger before, can only be opened by a code. The others then open a few minutes after."
"That means... you can't leave this room?" "Yeah. Yaya, listen. The main house was the house where the alarm went off. The gas is still in the hallway, and in the living room. I don't want you to go out of the room you are in, so you don't breath it in, understand?"
"Y-Yes oppa." She answered. "Okay, we try to find another way out as fast as possible. But while that, you have to take care of hyung. Doyoung hyungs room has a bathroom next to it. There are some towels and maybe also some glasses and other utils you could need. We call you again."
"Y-Yeah.. understood!" The girl answered, unsure, why her brother was so confident she could do all that what he said.
Nontheless she was doing what he was saying. She took a glass of water, some towels and some papers and tissues.
"Chanie, are you sure, you are okay?" She asked worried. He nodded. "I am really fine. I didn't breathed in as much as hyung did, I was prepared... he wasn't.." he said looking at his leader.
He went closer to him to check on him. He looked at his chest, looking if he was still breathing, which he was. He sighed in relieved.
"Why did you came back so fast?" "I went down the hall and pulled the alarm off. The box where that gas was in... it is a box you can call off more than once. It was a motion sensor on it and when I came closer, it went off again. The gas is going down in the living sections... this is really not good..." he explained.
"He looks so pale, I hope it was no poison..." he said out loud his thoughts. The girl still stood between the door and the bed in a safe distance to the bed.
"Yaya, he is unconscious, you don't need to be afraid." He said. Unsure, she stepped closer.
The girl looked at the peacefully sleeping leader on the bed. Then she turned to the night stand next to the bed.
She was putting a piece of tissue into the water, so it was moistured but not completely wet and sat herself close next to the males head.
"What are you doing?" Her twin asked her. "He is sweating. Maybe his body temperature is increasing. In that case, I try to hold it down." She explained, and immediatly looked up confused, thinking.
"What?" Her brother asked, not knowing why she stopped. "Where... do I remember that from?" She asked a bit more quiet, getting no answer from her twin.
She shook it off, holding her arm out. "Could you maybe give me a towel? A small one?" She asked.
Her brother turned around and grabbed a small towel, throwing it over to his sister.
She caught it and was carefully wiping off the sweat on the males forehead. Her twin was only watching them silently.
