Lost Souls | SVT

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Group 1
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ChanHao

Both boys were now laying down on the cold hard ground, laughing at jokes that they made. While they were laughing the situation dawned on them, they realised that there was no respawns when they died and that they were alone. They tried to forget, they were trying to escape this by pretending that it didn't exist, that this was just a dream, but it wasn’t a dream.

“Minghao, why did this happen to us?” The youngest asked, tearing up. The oldest could only look at Chan, trying to make something up.

“I... Maybe this is... Just... I don’t know.” Minghao stumbled, trying to pick the right words, but failing.

“I just want to go home” Chan was now full on crying; all of his emotions were released. Minghao quickly pull Chan into a hug, Minghao’s arms around the others waist in a protecting way. Though Minghao wished someone did this to him.

“Its ok Chan, just cry” Minghao said in a calm voice, only worrying about the younger even though he wanted to do the same

“Sing to me in Chinese” Chan hiccupped. Minghao was caught off guard by this request as he had only ever spoke in Chinese to Jun, the only person who could understand, but he did it anyway. Singing a song that him and Jun made up when they were bored. It was called ‘My I’.

Chan soon fell asleep due to the peaceful singing. The stay like this on the ground for the night, but they didn’t know that.

JeongCheol

Both males ran into another room. This time it was the second-floor library. The large room was revealed when the two large oak doors were opened. They quickly dragged some of the tables towards the door, hoping that it would keep them safe for now.

Once that was completed both males collapsed on the floor, panting. They heard something scraping the door and humming, but it went away.

“Cheolie, are you ok?” The blonde  one asked, not knowing what happened after he left.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just lucky that the bitch didn’t kill me” Seungcheol muttered, fixing his navy knitted jacket. “What about you?”

“I fine, I was just scared you wouldn’t follow me” Jeonghan started to tear up again, he couldn’t imagine being in this situation by himself. Seungcheol felt happy at that he finally said something nice without it being a lie. Seungcheol went over and hugged the male tightly causing the other to force out a small sound of surprise.

"Can’t breathe” Jeonghan gasped out, Seungcheol quickly got the hint and let go, causing the other one to exaggerate his breathing to a point of where he nearly passed out.

The finally looked around the room the oak floor was spotless, multiple tables and chairs were scattered across the room and tons of books lined the walls. It was peaceful.

“You owe me your life Jeonghan” Seungcheol said with no sarcasm in his voice.

“And how would one get out of this debt” Jeonghan responded, he was joking around not knowing that the other was serious.

“Well, there's been something I've always wanted to tell you."

“Well, tell me and I'll see what happens” and with that Seungcheol got a sudden burst of confidence to tell Jeonghan.