𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖? [𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕩]

Chapter 25 ₊˚⊹ ♡

"Let's hide in that cabinet," I tell Jisung who nods. We carefully climb the ledge squeezing into the narrow gap. I silently close the door, locking me and Jisung inside.

"Shit. It's too dark," I mutter.

"Do you have a flashlight?" Jisung asks. I bring out my phone and turn on the light. I look up to find Jisung's face an inch from mine,

"YIKES!" I shriek, banging my head against the back of the cabinet.

"Owww..." I mumble.

"You good?" Jisung giggles.

"Yeah, that was until I saw your ghostly face!" I feign annoyance.

"Sorry, love," Jisung says, with a funny accent making me crack up.

"Whatever..." I whisper, as there's a comfortable silence between us. I hear a shuffle before I find Jisung snuggling up next to me. We lay in the dark for a few minutes as I heard soft snores from Jisung. After a while, I joined his slumber.

-- 47 minutes later --

I wake up to voices shouting our names.

What the hell is going on?

I turn to find a sleepy Jisung rubbing his eyes in confusion.

"Jisung? Felix?" a Changbin shouted from outside.

"What are we doing in a closet and why are they calling our names?" Jisung whispers to me.

"Weren't we playing Hide 'N Seek? Has everyone been caught yet?" I replied. We hear multiple sounds outside.

"It's been almost 50 minutes, everyone has been caught apart from Felix and Jisung? Where on earth could they've gone?" Chan asks.

"No idea, there's been no sign or movement from them," Seungmin answers.

"Wait, can't we track their location?" Minho interferes.

"Oh right! Felix and I both have the KeepTrackVmax app. I'm sure I have him," Seungmin says. I turned to Jisung wide-eyed. I grab my almost-dead phone and fumble to switch off my location. I sigh in relief as the icon goes grey.

"What the fuck? He switched it off like 5 seconds ago," Seungmin mutters.

"Wait! That means he must be near us! Because he must've heard us tracking him if he decided to switch it off!" Hyunjin exclaims.

"Right! Let's search in the lounge room, since it has the most hiding places," Jeongin replies.

Jisung and I look at each other in anticipation. Once we hear the footsteps fade, I push the door open, grabbing Jisung. We're about to make a run for it when Chan stumbles into us. He looks surprised at first before he snaps into reality.

"Guys! Found them!" he shouts.

"SHIT! RUN!" Jisung shouts. We take off running down the corridor, hearing shouts not far behind us.

"The gardens!" I shout-whisper to Jisung.

"Why?"

"Because it'll be hard for them to search for us there!" I yelp, as we bolt towards the back door. We slam the door open and run into the thick bushes. We hide behind a rose bush, slouching down in exhaustion.

"Fuck!" I whimper. Jisung turns around.

"What's wrong?" he asks. I show him my hand which has a deep scar.

"How'd you get that!?" Jisung shrieks.

"I was running and my hand was scraped by a thorn," I whisper. Blood seeps out, staining the green grass. Suddenly we hear voices again.

"We need to move," I say to Jisung who shakes his head.

"You're hurt! We can't--"

"We must. Come on," I order, grabbing his hand and silently leading him towards the central garden.

"Why is there blood here?" I hear a voice growl. I and Jisung crouch behind a large tree as Hyunjin stares at the floor that I and Jisung were just sitting on.

"Someone's hurt?" Minho roars.

"Well, why else would there be blood?" Chan whispers in worry.

"Frick! Call of the game! We can't continue with someone injured," Seungmin cried. The group is arguing while me and Jisung sneak around them.

"Let's head back into the house," Jisung whispers. We ran back inside, seating ourselves on the couch. Jisung disappears and comes back with a first aid kit. I hold out my hand.

"That looks bad," Jisung mumbles.

"I've been through worse," I sigh.

"Jisung? Felix?" Chan's voice echoes through the house.

"Yeah!? We're in here!" I called out. Everyone shuffles into our room, all of them gasping in surprise.

"Your hand!" Jeongin yelps. Hyunjin takes one look at my hand and loses himself. He snatches the first aid out of Jisung's grasp and gently fixes my hand. His hand quivers in worry but he doesn't say anything.

"Let's take a break," Chan sighs, "Who wants pizza--"

"ME!" everyone yells. Chan nods, fetching out his phone.

I turn back to Hyunjin who has finished wrapping my hand. Jisung plops down beside me and everyone else joins us on the couch.

"How'd you get hurt? And where on earth were you hiding for so long?" Seungmin asks.

"We hid in one of the kitchen cabinets and Jisung fell asleep. Then I also fell asleep. We woke up after a while and we heard you guys looking for us outside the cabinet. When you guys went into the living room, me and Jisung made a run for it towards the gardens. Then I accidentally cut myself when running from you guys," I explain.

"How'd you cut yourself?" Minho questions.

"Got scraped by a thorn," I shrug.

"Youch..." Jeongin whispers. Jisung grabs the remote and switches on the TV.

"What do you guys wanna watch--"

"The Glory," me, Jeongin, and Seungmin said at the same time. Jisung rolls his eyes, and switches on the K-drama series.

"Isn't it pretty gruesome and scary?" Minho asks.

"So what? It's rather satisfying watching the victim get her revenge on those bullies," Seungmin snaps.

"Yeah. Those motherfuckers never saw her coming," I grin.

"She slayed them all!" Jeongin cackles.

"Just ignore them, they're always like that," Jisung shrugs nonchalantly.

Minho, Hyunjin, Changbin, and Chan stare at us in horror.

"Remind us to never get on your bad side," Changbin whispers.

"You, Hyunjin, you're on our worst side. One more mistake and we'll gouge your eyes out," Seungmin threatens.

"And roast them like marshmallows," Jisung adds.

"Then eat them like cannibals," Jeongin finishes.

"Stop it, already. We already spoke about this," I groaned.