Monster: Sequel To "Relax..."

28: 20:01

When I wake up Kai's arms are wrapped tightly around my waist, his face nuzzled in my neck. I smile softly, gently stroking his hair. He shifts slightly, before stilling. I slowly wiggle out of his grip and he whines quietly before rolling over to cuddle the pillow beside him. I chuckle quietly, leaning over to kiss his forehead gently.

I silently slip on his shirt that falls almost to my knees, leaving his room to go to mine. I need some clothes for a shower and I don't want to wake him. I make my way down the halls, trying to go off of memory as to how to get there. I see a familiar door and smile, proud to have found my room on my own. I grab the door knob and twist it.

- Oh Sehun -

I walk into the house, and all is silent. Good, makes getting to my room easier. I slip off my shoes and walk towards the large staircase to the right, just to hear a throat being cleared. Shit...

I slowly turn to be met with the disapproving face of Suho. "Where the fuck have you been?!" He demands, giving me a stern look. I shrug in a relaxed manner. "Ah, here and there ya know, can't stay in one-" I'm interrupted by a hard slap against my face. I hold my face in shock, not only from the pain but from the simple fact that he hit me.

He looks down at his hand in disgust, since there's dots of blood on it. "Go to your room and take a shower. When you're done you better be in my office. You have an hour," he orders, turning and leaving. I immediately comply, my body following his orders due to straight, bitter shock and fear.

He's never hit any of us.

He's always so peaceful and always trying to find a way to make sure everyone's okay and nothing goes wrong. I know I put a lot of stress on him, but he's my older brother. I'm supposed to do that. I've never seen him so deadly calm, but angry at the same time.

I'd have to be a suicidal fool to disobey him.

I quickly shower and get dressed, basically sprinting down to his office when I realize I only have two minutes left. Calm, cool and collected Suho hates tardiness. Angry, deadly and deranged Suho... I'd like to never find out.

I knock on his door quickly, receiving a call to come in. I slowly open the door, closing it behind me as I turn to him. He closely examines his paperwork. "Where were you?" He asks calmly, but even I know it's a facade. If I don't answer him honestly, I'm fucked.

"At the hospital," I whisper.

- Kim Jongin -

I'm woken by the annoying beeping of my phone. I groan before realizing the weight I feel asleep with on my arm is gone. I sit up quickly, getting slightly dizzy but fully disappointed.  She's gone. I sign before seeing her sweater on the ground. My eyes soon find the rest of her clothes and I smile.

She didn't leave for good.

I remember my phone and pick it up, sighing deeply. "Hello-" "August 12, 2018; 20:01 PM; lung and heart failure." My eyebrows furrow before realization dawns on me, making my mouth drift open. "No...please don't tell me its him..." I whisper into the phone. But she says the words that I wished would just vanish.

"Jackson Wang's time of death was approximately 20:01 PM on the 18th or August of 2018. I'm sorry for your loss."

I don't remember thanking her, the phone slipping from my hand as I drop it to the mattress. Moon... Speak of the devil, I think as I hear her scream. Wait a minute. SCREAM!