Mon Petit Villain | CHANBAEK

part ii.

Walking past the bathroom, Baekhyun took a door that lead to the bustling kitchen of the event. Ignoring the looks that he got, he made his way to the back kitchen exit where he found Jongin waiting for him.

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His jet black pants were skin tight, sticking onto his thighs perfectly as they shaped his legs. Baekhyun didn't just make sure that the pants were fireproof. He made sure they were fashionable as well. One couldn't rave chaos looking like a homeless man.

After his slender hands glided into his gloves, which were fire and water proof for safety reasons, Baekhyun picked up the sleeves to his one piece suit and began to put on the upper part of the uniform. Once his arms were slipped in, he turned his bare back to Jongin, who was fully dressed and ready to go.

"Get off the bed and come zip this up."

Jongin sighed, complying with the order. "Maybe you should get a costume that's easier to put on by yourself."

"Then what's a sidekick for?" Baekhyun chuckled as he worked on putting on his dark helmet.

"Everything else."

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Chanyeol liked to credit himself for being sharp when it came to his duty, so while Baekhyun was gone, he paid close attention to the details of the room to make sure that nothing was amiss. Every person that he talked to, he made sure to be cautious until he was sure that they were just normal class citizens excited to meet him.

Just when he was sure that everything was clear for no misdoings, the darkness hit the ballroom faster than Chanyeol could curse.

Piercing through his ears were the screams of all the people that he was just associating with minutes before. The first thought that came through his mind was Baekhyun. He was still in the men's room and Chanyeol cursed himself for not checking up on the male after his five minutes was due.

Instinctively he tried to pull away from his current dance partner at the time, but found that they would not let go. Initially, Chanyeol that they had frozen in fear and couldn't bear to let the one person that they had a grip to go, but then he realized that unlike the people around them, his dance partner wasn't screaming in fear.

Before he could logically debunk the reason as to why, the speakers were put to use, hurting everyone's ears as the sharp frequency lasted a few painful seconds. Along with everyone else in the dark, Chanyeol waited for an announcement-- some sort of excuse for the complete black out-- but instead heard the voice of someone who had been missing for quite some time.

"Testing, testing, can all of you hear me?"

Shadow.

"Oh, perfect."

Gritting his teeth, Chanyeol tried to pull away again, but just as his last attempt, he failed, feeling his partner gripping so tightly on his sleeve that he was worried it would tear. "Let go," he sternly muttered, not wanting to be loud. But his partner didn't heed.

"I hope you all had a nice little ball, because really, this venue was lovely." There was the sound of shuffling as Shadow fixed his microphone's position. "However, it's a little dark in here...Too dark."

Blind but still capable of hearing, Chanyeol read the thudding of boots that were distinctive in the room that had hushed silent the moment the villain began to speak.

"Isn't Park Chanyeol present here tonight?" Shadow asked, chuckling."Where are you, love? Aren't you going to come light this place up? Don't you want to see me? I am your favorite anti-hero, aren't I?"