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"So?" Chan extended, not growing impatient but rather anxious to hear Minho's answer.

And, to his dismay, he did not answer soon enough.

Minho kept as silent as an abandoned house, and the word 'abandoned' never goes good with nothing. His lips were sealed shut and his eyes kept glaring at the poor wall-sized windows.

"Do I need therapy?" The male finally responded, but in a whisper. He adjusted himself so that he was now laying on the other male, and said, "Do I, hyung?"

"Dunno, depends on ya." The elder male deadpanned, which made the younger male to glare at him in a boring yet triggered way. "But, if you feel the need, go consult one, or me."

"You ain't no therapist." Minho sat up slowly and then stooped onto his feet, walking by the main door to get his jacket. "But I can talk you out of a problem."

Chan chuckled, standing up as well and made his way to his friend. They both laughed and Minho said, " Yeah, you're right, my unpaid therapist."

"Hey!" The both males laughed again as they made their way out of the little apartment and into the elevator, which was fortunately still on the same floor.

They reached the elder male's house in about fifteen minutes, due to slight traffic. The others finally found out the reason why the elder male had stormed out so suddenly almost half an hour ago.

But still, they sat round in a circle and played a few games, drank some grape wine, ate Minho's handmade food until their stomachs were full and were now deciding where everyone was going to sleep.

"I'm sleeping with Hyunjinnie in that guest room." Felix pointed to the guest room beside the television, the room they usually hit the sack in when they come over for a sleepover, and rushed in with his boyfriend.

"I'm sleeping upstairs in my room with Seungmin," said Changbin as he dragged his already sleepy boyfriend up the stairs and into his room. Now, there were only three people left in the living room: Chan, Minho and Jeongin.

"Minho hyung, I'll lay an extra bed for you in our room and then you can sleep there." Jeongin suggested as he was already making his way upstairs to get an extra bed when Minho spoke up, "Nah, It's fine. I'll just sleep in Hannah's room."

He smiled politely at the two, and even though the youngest male among them was not going to agree with the male, the eldest among them agreed, "Oh, it's okay! Whatever suits you, Minho."

Minho smiled at the two and said, "Thank you, Chan hyung. Are there blankets in there?"

"Yep, there are. Everything you need's in there." Chan curtly nodded before he went to the kitchen to get a bottle for himself and for Minho. "By the way, how's the plan?"

"What plan?" The brunet spoke with a little confusion in his face. The dull blond male in the kitchen peeked out of the room with a very bored expression.

He deadpanned, "Oh, god, Minho! You really need to rest."

"Ohh, you mean the plan to abduct the Bae's' mansion??" The brunet pointed in the air with his mouth agape, making the dull blond smack his forehead.

Hearing the other's question, Jeongin gasped loudly and smacked his hand over his mouth in shock. Afterwards, he asked in a high-pitched voice, "Plan to abduct the Bae's' mansion?!?"

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