₊✩‧₊Of middle child troubles and a very protective bestie Pt4 (Soyeon)₊˚౨ৎ˚

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Hi guys, back with the last part of this mini fic! I'm so, so sorry for my hiatus, there was so much going on in my life (family issues etc.) and I didn't have time to post. I honestly enjoyed writing this, (though it hurt me T^T) and I'm excited to finally reveal the backstory behind the members' actions. This was like 90% angst and 10% fluff, and I promise this will (probably) be the only Ot5 fic I'll write, since I love Soojin, and it physically hurt when she left. (Ot5 will only be for plot) Anyways, let's just get into the fic!

The watery sunlight streaming in through Soojin's windows and penetrating her lavender curtains woke the peacefully slumbering girl. Groaning, Soojin pushed herself up with her elbows, and rubbed her eyes with a loosely clenched fist. Looking at Soyeon's peaceful face, Soojin couldn't help but smile. The girl was too cute while sleeping. Checking the clock, Soojin was pretty startled to see that she had slept until nine in the morning. Clearly, she had slept well for someone who was going to murder her freaking ex-members for mistreating her secret favourite in the group. (Don't tell Shu) Soojin had laid in bed the previous night, debating about whether she should bring the leader to the confrontation.

Soyeon wasn't a big fan of confrontation, and she was, in a way, the peacemaker in the group. But she needed to return Soyeon before they called the cops. Sure, the members might have just passed her disappearance off as her leaving to attend to urgent work matters, but two days will set off their suspicions. Well, it's not like they cared about her in the first place, Soojin thought scornfully. But the last thing she wanted was the police at her door. She still had some lingering trauma from the sc-the thing that happened, and she was keen to stay out of trouble. 

Her inner battle was interrupted by a soft yawn beside her. Soyeon had woken up. She seemed a little confused at her surroundings and slightly disoriented, but soon recalled the previous night's events, and let out a small "oh". Soojin smiled encouragingly at her and murmured. 

"'C'mon, let's get up and eat. We still have to go back, remember?" Soyeon surprisingly did not protest to going back, but held her arms out and sunk into Soojin's arms. Soojin buried her face into Soyeon's hair, inhaling the sweet scent of her cherry shampoo. She was definitely gonna miss those cuddle sessions. 

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As the black company car approached the dormitory, Soojin could feel Soyeon tense beside her, and lay her hand gently over Soyeon's smaller one, a silent gesture of support. Soyeon's breath was warm on her cheek, which allowed Soojin to feel her irregular breathing.

"Soyeon? Calm down for me, honey. You're gonna send yourself into a panic attack." Soyeon grasped Soojin's larger hand and took a shaky breath in. "What if they hate me forever?" Hearing how sad and broken Soyeon's voice sounded, Soojin planted a kiss on her temple, and murmured. "They won't, trust me." But Soojin was outbursting her anger, and ready to charge at the ex-members. Which is what she did the moment the car stopped. 

"YAH! Open the door RIGHT NOW!" Soojin yelled, Soyeon cowering behind her. The door swung open, to reveal a slightly disheveled Yuqi clutching a box of Pepero. "Wha-Soojin? Why are you here? Listen, S-" "Where are the rest of the members? I need them all in the living room now. And before you ask, Soyeon's here." She nudged the trembling leader lightly, and Soyeon was in Yuqi's full view. She stood still for five seconds, trembling from head to toe, then came to her senses and edged quickly behind Soojin, clutching her sleeve. 

Yuqi looked a little startled, but yelled "Minnie unnie, Miyeon unnie, Shu! Come down here! Soojin's at the door!" Within minutes, the members had raced down the stairs noisily and filed into the room, confused. They were about to greet the Korean, until they saw the literal fury etched on her face. Shuhua pouted, but didn't question it. Soojin stood with her hands on her hips, waiting for the members to sit down, before she began to question them.

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