-chapter twelve.

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DAY 3 - 22 DAYS LEFT.

we managed to get to the van as minhyuk pulled me to him and hugged me. i was confused but hugged him back, he really is cuddly.
"thank god you're safe" he sighed in relief and pulled away smiling, pulling me into the van as i sat by him and yoonsung. we played many games on the way home, which was fun as i've never done this before. i heard the sound of gravel as we parked and got out. yoonsung ran to the doors, opening them and collapsing on the couch.
"ugh i missed you couch" he laughed and rolled around.
"you look drunk" daewon chuckled as him, hoyeon and yeonkuk ran and jumped onto of yoonsung, causing the boy to whine. i simply smiled at the sight as i felt a pat on my shoulder. i turned to face them and saw it was junyong
"we're going to the beach since its night. go get changed into the clothes left on siheon's bed since you share a room. it will be fun and nobody will be there!" he smiled softly.
i nodded and ran up, getting changed in the locked bathroom as i heard the boys running around getting ready. i wore a black one piece swimming costume, sliding on white shorts and a black silk robe-like jacket. i then ran downstairs to be met with 9 boys wearing swimming shorts and vest shirts or short sleeves. they looked so different from when they did in the suits.

we all walked to the beach as it wasnt far away from the mansion itself. hoyeon and yeonkuk picked up siha and ran into the water with him, throwing him in. seunghoon nudged me as him and siheon set up and area for them all, with a large stick so we knew where we were based.
"you can go on a walk if you want" he smiled as i nodded.
i began to stroll down the beach calmly, keeping to myself. i kept thinking of younghoon.

is he okay? is he safe? does he think im...

no.

i cant think like that. but what if hes...

NO.

i know he's safe. he is probably in our treehouse hidden, eating his meal or sleeping. maybe he made a friend at the bustling event? i hope so. i dont want him to be alone right now.

i saw a figure in the distance, distracting me from my thoughts. i focused my eyes but couldnt tell who it was. i walked slightly closer until they began running away. was that..younghoon?

i started running towards the figure, desperate to know if it was him. until, i felt a strong force pull on my arm, pushing me to the ground and pinning me down.

"why are you running?"

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