Rooms // (seventeen au)

I

"Ah, what are we to do?"

"Don't ask me hyung."

The room was cold and only lit by a single window. It had a tore up victorian style sofa and a few rusty metal chairs. It wasn't very pleasing to the eye but at least it wasn't infested with pests. Instead there were old paintings; most of them ripped. It also had a bookshelf with several novels lined up.

Two boys had woken up in the small room. They were both scared and worried but they had one another. One of the boys had woken up to the sound of crying, but when he called out no one had answered. The younger boy had woken up because the first one had frantically shook him.

"We should probably leave and find our way back home." said the younger.

"But i'm too scared to leave. What if there are ghosts out there?"

"We have to leave eventually."

"Why don't we just jump out the window?" he whined.

"Seriously? We don't know how far up we are. Unless you can clean that window and see if we have a chance to live then maybe we can jump out." the younger boy argued. "Plus, ghosts aren't real hyung."

"You can't be sure! I've seen one!,,, and I've tried cleaning it already, its no use. The dirt and grime has stained itself to the poor window."

The younger male shook his head. Out of all people why did he get put with the strangest person he knew. Of course he loved his hyung but right now wasn't the time to whine or be strange.

"How's your hand?" the older one asked.

"It's fine."

"Ah, I wish we had medicine. It doesn't need to be exposed to this kind of air."

"It'll be fine, don't worry about this little scratch on my hand. Worry about the cut on your leg."

"I'm not too worried about myself right now. You're the baby here. I'll worry about you." the older boy said with a silly smile.

"Oh please. You're the one crying about ghosts. Saying you heard someone crying outside the room door."

"I did! I swear! I was here not even conscious and then I woke up to it! I even called out to make sure they were okay but no one replied! It must have been a ghost."

"Whatever you say Soonyoung. Whatever you say."

"Chan! It's true!"

Chan shook his head at him but smiled. Even though his hyung annoyed him to death during this time, he was glad to have him there.

"I miss the others." Soonyoung sighed as soon as the silence presented itself.

Chan frowned and felt a sadness tug at his chest, "Yeah, so do I."