A House Made of Cards {Ateez au}

Chapter 12 - Anger pt 2

Yunho teleported back to their base, Seonghwa next to him and an unconscious Wooyoung over his shoulder.

"Just put him on his bed, wait till he wakes up, we need to have a chat," Seonghwa said, not looking at Yunho. The oldest walked into his office without another word, leaving Yunho to care for their unconscious teammate.

Yunho walked over to the bedroom that Wooyoung had claimed as his and dumped him on the bed. He was sure that the younger would be very uncomfortable when he woke up but he really didn't care.

The only thing Yunho did care about was the photos that Wooyoung had around the room. He looked around, a little weirded out by the pictures of Yeosang that he had everywhere. Some pictures were old, from when Wooyoung and Yeosang were teenagers and still friends. They looked like normal kids, selfies and smiling images, captured during a time when everything was good.

Others were newer. Even though most of the images were still of Yeosang smiling, they had a creepy vibe. He knew these more recent photos were taken without the boy's consent. Most likely, he didn't even know Wooyoung was there.

He shivered. The purple witch was a creep.

The blue with walked to the room he claimed. There was nothing much in it, definitely no creepy pictures, just a bed, a desk, and a dresser. If someone walked in it, they would never guess it belonged to a crazy serial killer. Yunho frowned. He never imagined having to call himself that when he was a child.

He flopped on his bed and closed his eyes.

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He was woken up by loud yelling. He groaned, running his hands through his hair and down his face. Wooyoung was probably awake.

He dragged himself out of bed and walked into the main room. Their youngest (now youngest - but that was a different conversation) was walking back and forth yelling at the top of his lungs. Seonghwa sat nearby, watching Wooyoung with cold eyes, not saying a word. To Yunho, it was almost funny how the oldest sat here watching Wooyoung do the same thing he's done many times in the same spot.

Hopefully, this one won't end in them threatening each other. Or maybe it should. He enjoyed that kind of stuff.

Yunho didn't really listen to what Wooyoung was saying, he was more focused on the annoyed and angry look on Seonghwa's face. He found it very amusing.

"Shut up." The oldest said, glaring at Wooyoung.

Wooyoung glares right back. "San is still alive!" He yells. "Jongho is a traitor! I don't have my boy! You can't even kill Hongjoong! He's like half your size!" Wooyoung was furious.

Seonghwa rolls his eyes. "Hongjoong will die, you can kill San," he says, picking at his nails.

"And Jongho?" Yunho finds himself asking, a smirk evident on his face.

"And Yeosang!" Wooyoung shrieked.

Seongwa stared at the ground, Yunho could see thoughts and plans swirling behind his eyes, which were narrowed slightly. He looked ready to kill.

"Jongho dies," he said. "I'll send Yunho to get your boy the next time he's alone. Watch him for now Yunho, grab him when you can."

"The orange witch?" Yunho asked.

"I don't care, kill him if you want."