The Black Fox & The White Tiger

White Walls

Minhyun shifted uncomfortably when he felt the black Baekho's presence again. He opened his eyes to find him putting down a paper cup and another food package. There wasn't even a tray. Probably because of how wrecked the previous one became. He watched the other step away and left without a sound. Minhyun had a guess on what the other could be but for now, he just wanted to get out. He rubbed his sore ankle from all his scratching and pulling. He slowly got up and walked towards the blue wall. He recalled what had happened when he had just touched it with his fingertips. So what about his whole hand?

He had to try. He placed his uninjured hand on it but pulled back just as quickly. There were electric currents running along the wall. It stung and he blew on it, hoping it would feel better. It only tingled after awhile. He walked back to the cup of water and food, poking at them since he didn't have the mood to eat. How long did that Baekho plan on keeping him here? Forever? Until he had to eventually fall for him? That was crazy. He remembered the other saying something about needing him for other things. Minhyun wondered if he could dig more information by acting nice to him but it was difficult when all he wanted was to just go home. If this had happened before he met Baekho, he probably wouldn't have wished to go home at all but now was different. He had a lover and wonderful people around him. He had a much better life, only to have it snatched away from him again.

He sipped the water since he didn't think he would be getting much of it. That Baekho only seemed to be feeding him just enough for him to survive anyways. He wanted to go toilet though, now that he thought about it. He bit his lower lip. Hold it in, Minhyun. He sighed and unwrapped the food, slowly munching on it. He sat down again and stared out the wall.

Toilet.

He frowned at his stomach giving him a reminder. He wanted a shower and a change of clothes too. He removed his suit since it was bloody and put it aside. He was going to get an itch if he didn't shower, he just know it. But was it really that worth it to ask that Baekho? To Minhyun, it was humiliating to be treated this way. As if his thoughts had somehow found its way to the other Baekho, the man himself appeared again.

"You... do you need to go toilet?" He asked. Minhyun frowned and got up. It was better than having to beg for it.

"Yes, I do. Also why are you addressing me that way?"

"You told me not to say your name, didn't you?"

Minhyun looked at the other with surprised eyes. "I did."

"Come on. And don't try anything funny while I bring you to the toilet," Baekho replied, opening the cell. Minhyun reached out first, making sure there was no longer something in the way before he stepped out. Baekho nudged him in the direction of the toilet and he moved. He glanced at his surroundings as he walked. Once he walked pass the next cell, and the next, and the next, he realised that they were all filled with one person each. He caught sight of one of them who was staring out the wall as well, both person widening their eyes simultaneously. "Keep moving."

"Isn't that- you- you really kidnapped other Minhyuns?!" Minhyun asked in horror.

"So what if I did?" Baekho replied in a tired tone.

"How could you? Separating so many of us from our own world..."

"All of that won't matter later on."

"I thought you were actually okay but this... this is wrong." Baekho let out a bitter laugh and opened the sliding door to the next room. Minhyun walked in and was greeted with the same white walls with a small walled up corner. "Where are... we?"

"Nowhere you need to know. That's the toilet. Go on. If you don't come out in 10 minutes, I'll open the door," Baekho said while nudging him again towards the little walled up spot. Minhyun reluctantly walked towards it and opened the door. It was literally just a small toilet in the corner.

"You won't even let me take a shower?" Minhyun asked and Baekho shook his head. "What if my allergies act up?"

"Aller- I'll just give you a shot then."

"A shot?"

"Stop asking questions and go in!"

Minhyun grumbled but entered anyways since he really needed to use it. There wasn't even a single window around but there was a small vent above him to keep the smell out. Minhyun had no idea where they could even be. How was he going to escape if he didn't know where he was and how things worked around here? After finishing his business, he got out and Baekho was still there.

"So... what did you mean by a shot? You're not going to shoot me, are you?" Minhyun asked as he was led back to his cell. He felt chills looking at the others who looked just like him in the other cells. There was no counting how many there were since Minhyun didn't even know how many cells were there in the place and how far the corridor stretched out to.

"No. I meant an injection. It's to keep your allergy at bay."

"Oh..."

"Get in." Minhyun reluctantly entered the cell and Baekho locked it before the other could get any more funny ideas since he seemed to be the most wild among the others.

"Are you really not going to tell me what you want me for? It's boring to just sit here all day. I might start having some other crazy plans again," Minhyun started talking to keep the other there. Baekho stared at him and Minhyun stared back. Oh god. Why did he have to look so much like the one he loved?

"Alright. I'll tell you. I'm going to brainwash all of you."