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Previously:
"Skipping onwards, I have a couple questions." Yixing paused.  Then continued, " who is the oldest and who's the youngest?"
"I'm the youngest, while Xiumin hyung is the oldest." Said Tao. With an acknowledgement, Yixing processed. 
"Why do you all wear your masks?" -Yixing.
"We don't know, ever since we um... arrived.  We always had to wear a mask.  What was weird, was that we were the only ones who had to wear the masks, no one else did or had to.  If we didn't then would get punished."-Lu.
Not wanting to get  them more aggregated. 
Yixing calmly said, "Will you be able to remove your masks.  You don't have to.  But it would be nice.  Since Suho already doesn't have his on anymore.  I wouldn't want to be the only one to be able to see.  My soulmate's beauty."  Which caused Suho to blush.

Third POV:
Looking back and forth, as they were deciding who should step up.  Xiumin decided so the back and forth wouldn't continue any longer.  Then it already had gone. 
"We don't know the reason to why we were um... told that we have to always wear our mask.  We were the only ones who wore them.  Apart from the boss.  Not even the performers that came before we had started to perform.  One day we were practicing." He paused with a slight wince.  The rest alway doing the same.  Continuing onward, "We were called into his office.  Which was rare, no one knew what happened in his office.  Unlike us.  He just told us that we are to be start performing at the shows.  Never hearing what happened to the others.  All he said was that it was their time.  Nothing more and nothing less."  He said. 

Being as straightforward as he is Sehun Said, " There is more to it then what you just said.  No point of sugar coating it.  Only none of you can say it, in fear of something bad happening."
"I agree with Sehun, as do my brothers.  Thou in a more gentle approach.  There's more to it." Spoke Yixing.  The five other princes following suit. 
Sensing the performers agitation he started slowly, "It doesn't matter what they said about the masks.  But you are safe here.  You can't keep wearing the masks for the rest of your lives.  You would have to eventually take it off.  Or something happening to it." Seeing that Suho looked as he was wanted to say something.  Yixing motioned towards Suho. 
Suho got the memo said while he turned to his fellow performers and brothers, " I feel that we are able to trust them with at least how we look.  I mean that we rarely even see how our own faces.  In the case, to not disobey to boss's order."
Slowing down to take a breath, Suho turned this time focused towards the princes and more to Yixing.  He said "Eventually over time.  Once we gather enough strength to our own selves.  To be able to share our story.  But most importantly gaining trust in each other.  Like you said that we are soulmates, partners for life."
Sending a quick but affective glare at each person. 
"I agree with Myeon hyung" Said Tao.
"Who's Myeon hyung?" Asked Jongdae. 
Tao noticing his slight slip-up. With a slightly red Suho.
"Oh, that's Suho hyung's name. Well not full name.  But part." Said Baek.
"Suho, can I know your name.  And I mean your actually name?" Asked Yixing.
"Jun-Myeon, my full name is Kim Jun-Myeon.  But Suho is my 'stage name' " He replied.  Both moving to sit on one of the couple seats, side by side.
"By any chance does Suho mean guardian?" Asked Yifan. In which Jun-Myeon nod with a yes. After settling down on the seat.  Though a little awkwardly.  Unknowingly knew what to do next. As he had just followed Yixing's lead.  He said,"As now that you know my name.  Someone." Pointly to the rest of the performers.  "Has to do the same.  Tao Zi, you first."
"But why me first, Hyung." Whined Tao. 
"You did the same to Suho," Said D.O. 
"But.."
"Now Tao"Said Suho.
"Ye, hyung." Tao Said.
"Well I guess I go first then." Said Tao.  As he slowly undid the carefully knotted ribbon.  Letting it drop onto the ground, with a soft thud.  Letting the sound echo through the bedroom.  Running through his hand, already messy hair. As the princes took in his appearance.

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