Soul tied - The Fever Code

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Song: Two birds - Regina Spektor

"Could you he any more loud? You've only woken up half the lab!" Minho whispered-yelled, slightly nudging Thomas's shoulder.

Minho, Newt and Alby took in Thomas and Teresa that night, to take them to their spot and pay a little visit to Winter. But first, they had to go through a maze of hallways and a few vents. All the while, Thomas was tripping over himself, over others. In general he'd decided to suddenly become very clumsy, resulting in him making a whole lot of noise.

"I don't do it in purpose!" Thomas hushed, still moving towards whatever directions the others were.

"Then don't do it at all." Minho glared at him, still taking the lead as the boys maneuvered their ways through the dark hallways of the WICKED facility.

"Would you shut your bloody mouths?" Newt said to both the boys, already sick of their blabbering.

"I didn't-"

Newt interrupted Minho when he opened his mouth to excuse himself. "You too, Minho. Cut him some slack, it's his first bloody day." He gestured to Thomas who was just trying to keep up.

"Where are we even going?" This time, it was Teresa who spoke up. She knew where the storage room they spent their time at was supposed to be in the other side of the lab, the boys told her.

"We'll pay a visit to a friend." Newt replied, his shoulders tensing. Thomas and Teresa exchanged confused glances.

"We're not killing someone, are we?" The younger boy asked, seriously considering whether killing someone was on the line.

"No, you idiot" Minho rolled his eyes, taking a turn to the left before pausing and continuing. He acted like a spy but it was for good reason, they couldn't afford to get caught. "We're going to see Newt's childhood girlfriend or whatever."

"You have a girlfriend?" Teresa raised her eyebrows in surprise, disbelief coating her voice. Newt scoffed before shoving Minho slightly.

"She's not my girlfriend, she's my friend. Learn the difference." He said before turning to Teresa. "Don't listen to him, he's just moody we have to go all this way to see her."

"Wait, what girl are you talking about?" It was Thomas's turn to look confused. He had an idea of which girl the two boys were talking about but he didn't want to get too ahead of himself.

"Brown hair, brown eyes, quite tall. Older than you for sure. Wait how old are you?" Minho stopped walking for a second, turned to Thomas, and kept walking. For 1am in the morning the boy had way too much energy, Thomas thought.

"I'm, uh, eleven."

"Oh look at you, you're so young." The Asian boy pinched Thomas's cheek, his tone teasing. He was only a year older but there was a huge difference in their appearance and it wasn't just because of their different nationalities.

"Shove off, Minho." Alby rolled his eyes, slapping the boy's hands off. Like Teresa, he'd stayed pretty quiet.

"Guys shut up. We're here." Newt spoke before anyone had the chance to say anything. He wiped his palms on his shirt before grabbing the door handle and twisting it. But then, Newt paused.

"Maybe she doesn't want to-" Before the boy could finish his sentence, Minho had burst the door open. Well, not burst because they had to be quiet but... quietly burst.

"Ms. Winter what a pleasure." Minho bowed in front of Winter's bed. She was sitting on it, reading a book. Only she could be reading a book at 1am meanwhile she had to be up at 5.