Silent Morning.

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Gemini woke up to an empty bed, the sheets cool where Fourth had lain. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, the remnants of sleep clinging to him. Something felt off. Fourth would never wake up this early no matter what occasion. He called out, "Fourth?" but there was no answer.

Rising from the bed, Gemini checked the bathroom and the kitchen, his heart rate increasing with each empty room. The house was eerily quiet, the usual morning sounds absent.

"Fourth?" he called again, louder this time, his voice echoing through the silent rooms. Panic began to seep in as he realized Fourth was nowhere to be found.

He grabbed his phone and sent a quick text: "Where are you?" But as he hit send, an error message popped up. The text hadn't gone through. Confused and worried, he tried calling, but the call wouldn't connect.

Gemini's heart pounded in his chest. He sent another message, hoping it would go through this time: "Please call me when you see this." But again, the message failed to send. It was as if Fourth had vanished without a trace, leaving no way to reach him.

He paced the living room, the unsettling events of the previous night flooding back. Had something happened to Fourth? Or had he left intentionally? The thought of Fourth discovering something on his phone the night before gnawed at him, but Gemini pushed it aside, focusing on finding him.

Gemini decided to search the neighborhood, hoping Fourth had just gone for an early morning walk. He threw on some clothes and hurried out the door, the morning air cold against his skin. As he walked down the empty streets, his mind raced with possibilities, each more troubling than the last.

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It was already afternoon, and Gemini still couldn't find Fourth anywhere. The morning's search had turned into a manic obsession as he checked every place he could think of. His last hope was Fourth's workplace, but his heart sank when they told him that Fourth had taken a leave for a few days.

"Fourth, where the fuck are you?" Gemini screamed, his voice breaking with rage and desperation as he stood in the middle of the sidewalk. Passersby stared at him, some with concern, others with curiosity, but he didn't care. His mind was a whirlwind of anger and fear.

The unsettling images from Fourth's discovery haunted him, feeding his fury. How dare Fourth disappear after finding out about his past? Gemini had worked so hard to bring Fourth into his life, to make him his. The thought of Fourth slipping through his fingers now was unbearable. He dialed Fourth's number again, but it went straight to voicemail. He left a message, his voice dripping with a mixture of anger and desperation, "Fourth, you better call me back. Do you hear me? I'm not playing games." As the day wore on, Gemini's thoughts spiraled into darker places. He replayed every moment they had shared, every smile, every touch, now tainted by the fear of losing him. The sun climbed higher in the sky, but its warmth did nothing to soothe the burning rage inside him. He walked through the city with a crazed determination, his eyes scanning every face, every corner. The familiar places they had visited together felt like mockeries now, each one reminding him of what he might lose. He couldn't lose Fourth, not after everything he had done to get him.

In a desperate attempt to clear his mind, he sat down on a park bench, his hands clenched into fists. His nails dug into his palms, the pain grounding him for a moment. Tears of frustration and fury welled up in his eyes. Fourth belonged to him, and no one else.

A stranger approached, placing a hand on Gemini's shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?" the stranger asked, but Gemini shrugged them off with a snarl, his eyes wild. "I'm fine," he spat, watching the stranger retreat, fear evident in their eyes. Gemini felt a twisted satisfaction in their reaction. Good, let them be scared.

As the afternoon turned into evening, Gemini's energy waned, but his resolve remained unbroken. His worry transformed into a dark, seething anger. He wouldn't stop until he found Fourth, no matter how long it took. The thought of Fourth escaping him, knowing everything, was unacceptable. Standing alone in the dimming light, Gemini's eyes glinted with a dangerous intensity. He wouldn't just find Fourth. He would make sure this never happened again. The facade of concern cracked, revealing the psychotic rage beneath.

He made his way to their favorite coffee shop, their favorite park, every place that held a memory of them together, his mind filled with twisted thoughts. As he searched, his determination morphed into a burning resolve. Fourth wouldn't escape him. Not now, not ever.

With renewed determination and a manic glint in his eye, he continued his search, driven by a twisted love and the rage-fueled certainty that wherever Fourth was, he would find him and bring him back under his control.

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Just then, a memory struck Gemini's mind. How could he not have thought of this?

It was a memory of how Fourth had told him that if anything ever happened to him, he would always go to this one place—a quiet place where he knew no one could ever find him: his friend's place. "The safest place is the most dangerous place," he had said. Gemini quickly called up a Grab and told the driver Fourth's friend's address.

As Gemini arrived, he banged hard on the door. When it swung open, there stood Fourth. The surprise and fear plastered on Fourth's face were unmistakable as he tried to close the door.

Fourth pushed hard against the door, but Gemini, with one smooth motion, made it swing open. He walked in, noticing the eerie peace of the house, a clear sign that Fourth's friend was not home.

As the door closed behind him, Gemini's eyes locked onto Fourth's. The atmosphere was thick with tension. The room's tranquility clashed with the storm brewing within Gemini.

"Did you really think you could hide from me?" Gemini's voice was a dangerous whisper, a twisted smile creeping across his face. Gemini took out the handkerchief that was drugged as Fourth was screaming for help but Gemini quickly cover Fourth's mouth and not very long after Fourth was drugged and fainted.


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A/N!!

today's chapter took kinda long to think of lololll 

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