"Captain?" Ten voice questioned, breaking the silence and a caused Taeyong to release his grip around you. You immediately frowned and face the others. They looked stunned for some reason, like they never seen someone hug another person before. Is hugging frown upon in this house hold?
"Can you guys leave for a few minutes so I can talk to (y/n)?" Taeyong asked politely. Of course no one objected and quietly exited the room.
You suddenly felt embarrassed by what you had done and now being in a room with him alone. Facing him didn't sound to fun at the moment.
"Hey, how are you doing? Sorry if they scared you or anything?" Taeyong spoke. The sound of nervousness in his voice matched yours.
"Oh that's okay. I'm fine, but are you?" You question, gathering up enough courage to around and face him.
He looked tired and he had a few small scratches on his face. You could tell he hadn't slept in a while. The darkish bag underneath looked worse than yours when you pulled all-nighters, watching your favorite shows. He tried pulling a half convincing smile, but was falling. You decided to just keep your mouth shut and nod in agreement.
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Later on Taeyong took you out of the room into the kitchen to get you some food. There, you met a Chinese guy named Winwin, and his "lover" Yuta, or at least that's how he introduced himself.
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Taeyong told you to stay with them until he got back form dealing with a few things. You want to ask what they were, but you had a feeling it was something you shouldn't butt into.
"So (y/n) what would you like to eat? Pancakes or an omelet? Don't you dare tell me whatever one or I don't know, or else I'll release Haechan on you!" Yuta yelled, sinking behind the counter to find cooking utensils.
"Well then, I guess ill go with pancakes," you laughed, hoping onto a chair next to Winwin. You didn't know what or who Haechan was, but obviously you didn't want to get on his bad side.
While Yuta was cooking, you found it was a good time to observe your surroundings. The kitchen was very simple and lightly decorated. Much like the room you woke up in. Ten and Mark soon popped into your thoughts. You hadn't seen them since Taeyong asked them to leave.
You turned to ask Winwin about them when something else caught your eye. A hand gun had been placed on the table in front of him. Quickly, you turned to find Yuta reaching for something on top the fridge. Where his shirt had raised, you noticed he to had a hand gun placed in the strap of his belt. Anxiety began creeping into you. Why did they have guns? Ten didn't have one, neither did Mark. Or did they? Maybe they hid theirs too.
"Where is Taeyong?" you blurted out a little louder than planned. This caught both men's attention.
"Captain is probably in the basement, doing interrogation," Winwin answered smiling brightly at you.
"What do you mean interrogation?" you questioned.
"He's getting information out of one of the guys that was trying to kill you," Winwin stated as if it was no big deal.
"I think that's enough Winwin. Get your gun off the table! People eat there!" Yuta began shouting.
"I want to go see him," you stated standing up.
Of course they denied right away, going on about how it's a bad idea and just to sit tight for now. That didn't stop you from walking away though, that was until your arm was grabbed a to hard and you let out a whine. The person let go and you took it as your chance to run. Turning the hallway corner, you heard Yuta shout after you.
At the end of the hallway you took a sharp left. Honestly, you had no idea where you were going. Taeyong had taken you to the kitchen a different way, but when he left he heading in this direction.
After going down another hallway and questioning why the place had so many damn hallways you tested your luck. You turned the handle of the second to last door on the right.
"Y/n?"
You turned to see an unknown man and Ten, along with a very upset Taeyong coming down the hallway. Feeling randomly frightened by this, you quickly walked into the room and slammed the door shut behind you.
You became more frightened not by the yells and curses from the boys down the hallway, but from the voice behind you.
