3:41 a.m / Wanna One

May 23, 2036

11:14 a.m

     The day went on, and Sungwoon couldn't stop thinking about that damn noise.

What was it?

Well, he knew exactly what it sounded like.

Gunshots.

But he wasn't going to tell the others, because they obviously didn't hear anything.

Maybe he was just going insane.

"Hey," Sungwoon says once he sees Jihoon on the couch cuddled up in the middle of Daehwi and Jisung under one blanket.

"Hi," Jisung smiles.

"Where's everyone else?" Sungwoon asks.

"Minhyun went with Violet and Luna to do something, I think go for a walk?" Daehwi says confused.

"Guanlin is washing up," Daehwi adds on.

"Seongwoo brought Siwoo to the park which, we'll see how that goes when he comes back sobbing for Daniel," Jihoon chuckles.

"And I think the others are still sleeping,"

"Why aren't you with your boyfriend?" Sungwoon asks Daehwi, surprised.

"Do I have to be with him all day? My life doesn't circle around him," Daehwi says, rolling his eyes.

"Let me guess, he didn't want to have sex with you last night so now your being salty," Sungwoon smirks.

"What? No. Why does it matter if we had sex or not? And I'm not salty, can I not be away from my boyfriend for one minute?" Daehwi says and Jihoon sighs.

"He's just jealous Daehwi, ignore him,"

"Jealous of what?" As if it was perfect timing, Jinyoung suddenly walked into the room with major bed head, chuckling. He definitely heard their whole conversation, but he wasn't going to tell them that. He walked up to Daehwi and kissed his forehead, then the younger fixed his boyfriends hair because it drove him crazy.

"I am n-" Sungwoon starts, but he gets interrupted when three people walk through the door.

"Hi!" Violet says, smiling at the four in the living room.

"Hello," Jisung says kindly.

"Did you guys have fun?" Jihoon asks.

"Yeah," Minhyun says, and Violet suddenly sneezes.

"We found this on the front door, did one of you put it there by any chance?" Minhyun shows them a green sticky note. On it is the number 6, right in the middle of the paper.

"Six?" Jinyoung says.

"Yeah, I don't know why anyone of us would need to remember the number six," he says, then shrugs and throws the sticky note in the recycle bin.

"Violet," Daehwi says quietly.

"Hm?"

"You have mascara over there," Daehwi says kindly, pointing to the tiny black mark that was now on her face.

"And your makeup is good?" Minhyun says jokingly, defending his wife.

"I was just saying-"

"Daehwi hunny, anyone can stick their face in a bag of chips and call it makeup," Sungwoon pitches in.

"He wasn't making fun of her makeup," Jinyoung defends his boyfriend.

"How would you know anything about makeup?" Daehwi asks.

"I don't, because I'm a guy and I don't wear makeup like you," Sungwoon says.

"So what if he wears makeup? Is that a bad thing? He's happy and that's all that matters," Jinyoung says, clenching his fists.

"I don't know, maybe it's a gay thing," Sungwoon says, and Daehwi's mouth goes agape.

"I'm this close to fucking punching you," Jinyoung says, gritting his teeth.

"No, it's fine Baejin," Daehwi says, almost a whisper, putting his arm out in front of Jinyoung so he can't rip Sungwoons head off.

"Sungwoon! Shut up!" Jisung says.

"I'm sorry if my happiness makes any of you uncomfortable, because it sure makes Sungwoon uncomfortable," Daehwi says, walking out of the room.