WHO ARE YOU?|ATEEZ FANFIC (In Editing Progress)

Chapter 20 | The white mask

When Mingi joined the others, he immediately understood why Wooyoung hadn't wanted to look at the last room with the group, because apart from a few completely unrelated works of art on the walls and pedestals, there was nothing interesting here. It was a room that reminded him very much of the tunnels in which they had been trapped after the desert. The pedestals were made of marble and the edges and corners were gilded. Glass domes covered the exhibits, which were as uninteresting as they were ugly to Mingi. He walked through the room disinterestedly and looked at the individual items. There were pictures of landscapes that he found a little less ugly than the other works of art, but he didn't spend long on those either. Jongho was also more than disappointed with what they had found in this room. He had expected something that was a little cooler and not another strange boring art exhibition. He stood in front of a small statue next to Hongjoong and looked at it skeptically. The statue was shaped like a human, at least that's how it seemed when you looked at it from the front. But when you looked at it from the side, it had a shape that Jongho couldn't quite decipher.

"I've never seen anything as ugly as this." He muttered in frustration and Hongjoong looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"Hater." He said, Jongho shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the small wooden statue.

"Just look at it! It hasn't even really finished and you can't tell what it's supposed to be." Hongjoong just grinned and shook his head.

"You just have no idea. Some works of art aren't supposed to show what they're supposed to represent at first glance and are supposed to make you think, can you do that?" Jongho rolled his eyes.

"Even after looking at it three times, I don't know what it's supposed to represent." He replied and Hongjoong nodded.

"And that's why I would never voluntarily go to a museum with you. You don't have an eye for true art." With that, Hongjoong walked a few steps away from Jongho and the wooden statue to look at the next work of art in peace. Jongho just pouted and put his hands in his pockets.

"I just like music better." He grumbled to himself and gave the statue one last skeptical look before turning away and walking to the door. As he was about to leave, Yeosang looked at him suspiciously.

"Where are you going?" He asked, Jongho stopped briefly and pointed towards the living room.

"I'm going to Wooyoung. Are you coming with me?" He asked, Yeosang hesitated for a moment and looked around again, but when he was sure that there was nothing else here that he really wanted to look at, he nodded and left the room with Jongho.

"I was hoping we'd find something more exciting there." Jongho said frustrated as they strolled slowly through the entrance area and Yeosang agreed with him with a nod.

"Me too." He mumbled and then yawned quietly. Jongho looked at him in surprise.

"Are you still tired?" He asked and Yeosang nodded.

"Yes..." Jongho grinned.

"Was the slumber party not a good idea after all?" He asked, but Yeosang shook his head and stopped. Jongho also stopped and turned to Yeosang.

"Not that." Yeosang mumbled and rubbed his eyes.

"I just decided to go over to San a little too late. If I had decided to go over to him earlier, I would've been able to sleep a little earlier too." He explained. Jongho hesitated and stuffed his hands into his pockets, where he clenched his fists and gripped the inside of his pockets tightly.

"Why San though?" He asked and Yeosang just shrugged his shoulders, not hearing the slightly annoyed undertone in Jongho's voice.

"I know it's warm in San's bed and that I wouldn't be thrown out of bed." Yeosang said and Jongho hesitated.