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"Getting bold, are we?"

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Miso froze at the sudden voice, coming from her own room. She cast a glance full of astonishment as she eyes the person sitting comfortably on the edge of her bed, his legs man spreading. He always looked as if he literally came out of an anime. His plain black hair, which he had set free till his shoulder. She always wondered how do they look so good in their long hair. But when she at his eyes, they kind of felt empty. His eyes filled with nothing but anger, it was then when she looked at him, right in his eyes. Suddenly making a long eye contact. She looked at his eyes desperate for something, but could not understand what they meant. 

His eyes were like the water, like the very deep Pacific ocean. The one you would get lost trying to find something. That explained his eyes to her every time she stared at him. Those eyes which portrayed the perfect eye smile. Those eyes, which used to turn look like the crescent moon when they used to laugh. Those eyes reminded him of their good old days. The days where all of them together had fun, every moment of their life, making it more memorable. 

Those were the days, the only days that made her feel alive, making her want to live again and again only if life actually felt like this. Those days were permanently saved in her mind. There was no chance she could forget a small detail of it, I mean, how could she? Those were the days when she was ready to give it all, just for them, just for her. Even if she would et into an accident she could never forget her happiest moments of her life. 

Because those moments were the only things that made her wanting to live. The way she used to thank god every night for giving her a chance to meet them, the way she found comfort in them, the way she found her home in them.

Their smiles were the brightest things she had ever seen. The smiles that took one small reason to break out a chuckle. The way they used to cause chaos together and also used to get away with it together. The way she remembered all their laughs, that echoed in her empty mind. Their laughs were the cutest and the most positive laughs she had ever heard. The way their giggles used to make her cry tears in happiness. She was enchanted to meet them.

But now, everything had changed, and she herself knew that it could never go back to how it was. 

Minghao P.O.V.

I looked at her, without breaking the intense eye contact we held as if it was our first time seeing each other.. She really had no idea of me being here I guess. I chuckle within myself as I see her widening her eyes due to fear. The way she easily gets scared of us is something really entertaining for me. 

She does not even move from her place as if she's glitching or something. I smirk at her and I could see that she regretted getting out of the room at first. I slowly get up from my place and began to approach her with slow footsteps. She stumbles upon her feet as she tries to stand steady. I walk closer to her and eye her for a moment. 

I lean towards her face, struggling to bend down to her height. She sticks to the door, not moving an inch. I cage her her between my arms, not giving her a chance to escape. I stared at her lips, gulping a lump down my throat, the mischievous smirk not leaving my face.

She had began to shudder as she was scared of me being this close with her. I looked in her eyes, the eyes that anyone would get lost in. Her eyes were of another level of beauty. Her eyes just gave away a different story about her. Her eyes spoke the innocence of her mind and her behavior. But, we were so wrong to fall in her innocent behavior and her stupid trap. No one could ever trust her among us now. 

Minghao P.O.V. Ends

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"You are getting too bold aren't you?? Lurking in the hallways without our permission, talking back to hyung?"

"I did not do that on purpose-y-you don't even kno-?"

She asked in a stupid stuttering voice. She wanted to slap herself for the dumb stutter. She really hated to stutter, especially in front of them. But what could she even do, their unbelievable actions were just too surprising and scary to her.

"Oh you pretty little bitch, stop acting that innocent! We all know how innocent you are!"

Saying that, his hand reached for her hair behind her back. She winced in pain as he twisted her hair, pulling them too harshly. Tears had already swelled in her eyes, which now began to flow down. His eyes were red due to his own anger. He pulled them again before leaving her silky hair to fall on her face again. Her palms cupped her own face, trying to wipe away her tears. But she failed to do so, the tears were just too much. He had dared to touch her hair, which was a huge violation for herself.

Miso slid down to her knees, as Minghao left his harsh grip on her hair. She was crying too badly. Her hair was one of her most treasured part of her body, which she had cared for too much. Her long hair reminded her of her own mother. They both looked very much similar due to their hair. She kept long hair, just because of a sweet little memory of her mother even though she loved short hair.

He also slid down to her level, his finger finding its way towards her chin and pulling it up. She flinched when she felt all his wet kisses on her cheeks. She had officially lost trust in all them now. There was no one she could believe in this house, or in this hell. 

She got an idea to kick him in between his legs. But Minghao already sensing her attack on him, quickly and reactively grabbed her thighs, his effectively strong grip giving her some red bruises on her legs. 

"Pathetic!"

He glared at her her before giving  her a sassy scoff upon her weak attempt to attack him. He looked at her eyes and then at her plump lips before moving his gaze to her neck which had already been marked by his group mate. He smirked looking at his brother's art work on her collarbone. Such in a hurry he was, he thought. His hand travelled through his hair line, rearranging them in a hot manner, his hand gliding through his silky brown locks which were almost covering his almond shaped eyes, before looking at her with a deadly look on his face.

HIs lips made way to her collarbone leaving small, dark purple love bites there too. His mouth let out a groan as his lips made contact with her soft skin. He did not give a fuck about what she was thinking right now, or how would it affect her future behavior with them. All he wanted was her. But how blind he was, thinking he just needed her to satisfy  himself and his horny body.

But Minghao on the other side, felt nothing but irritation. The way she tried to show how innocent she was irritated him a lot. He could always feel his blood rushing though his veins whenever he used to see the other members acting so sweet towards her. 

They had hated her with all their might, but now, almost all of them were acting so kind and caring towards her, he thought. That was the control effect she had had on them ever since she had stepped into their life. The way she had all of them wrapped around her fingers made him puke. He hated her, but one extremely small part of his mind, always tried to tell him. 

"She could never do this Minghao! She was and still is your best friend, isn't she?"

He himself wanted to believe that voice. But there were  literally no proofs of her being innocent in the case, so he had no chance to forgive her. He knew how much the guys adored her and how much of a good friendship they all had before. But the past was past. 

They had to move on for their own future, hadn't they?

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You might be thinking that how slow am I writing. The fact is that I want to show all of their true feelings towards her, both in their past and in their present. 

This is slow burn, as there are a lot of misunderstandings between them. So, to clear all of them out one by one, I have to show their true nature towards her first.

Their past might be very confusing for you right now. Just give me some chapters and I will explain every detail to ya'll!

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