Seven | Book 1 (An EXO fiction)

35.

*2nd Person*

A few hours had passed since you were left in your room. Hoping that giving you time alone would help you calm down after the disastrous trip to the 2nd ring, Jongin and Sehun had returned to the Charmer hall and were waiting for the right time to come back down to check on you.

"We should go back."

"Not yet, she's still probably pissed. You saw how angry she was..." Jongin sighs. "She didn't even seem to care that we left."

Sehun stands up from the old couch in one of the common areas of the secluded hall angrily. "That doesn't mean we should have left. She would have stayed with us if the roles were switched."

"You don't know that-"

"Bullshit. We both know it." Jongin avoids his eyes. As much as he hates to admit it, the younger is right. Besides, three hours is plenty of time for you to have calmed down right? "I'm going down whether or not you decide to come with me."

Turning and making his way to your room, Sehun walks slowly but with a vigor he tries to hide. He knows Jongin will follow behind. Jongin cares for you even more than he does (as much as he hates to admit it to himself), but he feels a terrible amount of desperateness to physically see you and assure himself that you're okay. That you aren't too hurt by the situation that occurred. So, he'll slow down so Jongin can catch up, but if he doesn't hurry he will go on his own.

Without a sound Jongin materializes at Sehun's side, and the two avoid all others in the castle in order to get back to you room without anyone asking questions.

The closer they get, the more an unsettling feeling appears in the pit of their stomachs.

Something isn't right.

They stop outside of the grand door to your bedroom.

"Something-"

"I know." Jongin interrupts. The two share a look, and Sehun can feel his hands starting to shake almost uncontrollably. This is too similar to the last time he stood outside this door and felt this sick. Whatever is or isn't behind that door is not anything good. He's willing to bet his life on it.

At least...what greeted him wasn't good last time.

Jongin takes the initiative to swallow his own nerves and push into the room. The two take slow steps and you room looks undisturbed. No signs of any temper tantrum, no signs of your anger being taken out on the things around you, and for a brief moment they feel relief.

At least you hadn't gone off the deep end.

The thought passes quickly when they register the lack of your presence.

Immediately the panic sets in. Sehun runs over to your bathroom and knocks loudly on the door calling out your name while Jongin teleports into your opened closet to search for any signs of you there.

"She isn't in the bathroom!"

"She not in the closet either, ch-check under the bed!"

A full hour passes with the two frantic Charmers searching every inch of your room for you, only to come up entirely empty handed. Chests heaving, foreheads perspiring, the two share another worried look.

"You don't think that she's..." Jongin shakes his head quickly even before Sehun can finish. He doesn't want to hear the word. There's no way. "Kidna-"

"No." he interrupts again. Sehun squeezes his lips together in a line hard enough to stop the shaking in his bottom lip. "She's...She is- She's probably just hiding. Yeah, she was angry and- and I'm sure she's just hiding somewhere to scare us." Sehun nods despite himself feeling entirely unconvinced. The longer he stands in this empty room filled with this familiar feeling of dread, the closer he feels himself reaching the edge of his emotional stability. "She's not Wheein Sehun."