The Black Fox & The White Tiger

Hugging Black

When Baekho opened his eyes to his new surroundings, he almost thought he hadn't gone anywhere different. The walls were still white and stretched far ahead but then he recalled that he was indeed in a stolen spaceship of theirs. He was quite baffled that he could just teleport here with the help of the bracelet. He still needed to get used to it but right now, it wasn't the right time. In fact, if he pulled this off, he would probably never be able to use it again. He started walking along the corridor, hand on his sword. He had left his backpack back where the others were, only bringing the pouch of bracelets which he hoped was enough for however many Minhyuns there were.

He opened random doors, checking each one. He had been shown a blueprint of the spaceship but he still wasn't quite sure where he currently was. He hoped the other didn't know he was there either. It would probably work to his disadvantage since he would lose the element of surprise. After passing through a few doors, he came to the glass walkway where the stars shone brightly around him. He would stop to admire them but now really wasn't the time. He quickly proceeded on and on until he finally reached the area where the cells were. At first he didn't quite know what they were but after he inspected it closely, he noticed that each one of them had someone laying inside. Each of them sharing the same face as his lover. Yet none of them actually giving him a sense of familiarity.

He looked around the place. How do I open it? He rubbed his neck and knocked the blue wall, trying to get their attention but they all didn't respond to him. They can't be dead, right? There were chills that ran down his spine at that thought but he shook his head. They can't be. They're probably just asleep. He continued walking until he noticed there was an empty opened cell and still no sight of his Minhyun. None of them were wearing what he wore the day he was taken. He was starting to get increasingly worried and nervous. Where was he? Where was that Baekho too? He didn't want to try whacking the walls with his sword just yet, knowing there must be some way to open it up. He just needed to find out how, not noticing the button on the walls at all since they were different from the door ones.

He kept pushing through until he reached another door. He opened it and noticed another door ahead of him. This was confusing. He rubbed his neck and decided to open it anyways. He stepped in and noticed a table of panels ahead of him with footage of surveillance cameras. He quickly walked towards it, looking through each one. Where are you, Minhyun? He couldn't see any signs of Minhyun nor the black Baekho.

He heard shuffling behind him and was startled, quickly turning around while unsheathing his sword. He noticed a Minhyun behind him, looking weak and lost. How had he not noticed him when he entered and why was this Minhyun treated so differently from the others? He walked closer, realising his outfit was the same as Minhyun's. Even his hair had the same brown. A sharp sting stabbed his heart. Without a second thought, he fell to his knees, dropped his sword and lifted his face up gently with his hands. Minhyun winced and frowned, eyes barely open.

"Minhyun?" Baekho asked. He removed the gag without another thought, wiping his saliva away from his chin as well. He looked so pale and sickly. His cheeks were even felt cold to his touch. Minhyun groaned and opened his eyes.

"What do you want?" He growled before his eyes gradually widened when he noticed how different the other look with blonde hair and sounded much softer despite them having similar faces and voices. "B-Baekho? Is it really you?" Minhyun sat back, taking a better look at the other who was breaking into a smile. He pulled Minhyun into a hug, the other groaned because of his wrists.

"I missed you so much," Baekho cried out. Minhyun let out a relieved sigh, rubbing his head against the other's neck and breathing in his scent.

"It really is you," Minhyun said, feeling his chest about to burst from being able to see the other again. Baekho pulled back and nodded, glad to finally have the other in his arms again. He noticed Minhyun wasn't hugging him in return though and immediately checked behind him. He noticed the bandage around one of the other's hands.

"How do I get this off?" Baekho asked, touching the metallic hoops around the other's wrists. There were no key holes at all and they were practically jammed to the wall.

"I don't know. I've been trying to figure it out myself. He called them magnetic cuffs, whatever that's supposed to mean," Minhyun huffed, pulling at them again. Baekho pursed his lips and thought hard.

"Maybe I can jam my sword between them?" He suggested and Minhyun had a pretty horrified expression.

"I'm not sure if that'll work but it's worth a try." Baekho nodded and stood up, picking up his sword again. Minhyun scooted forward as much as he could. Baekho lifted his sword and brought it down. It hit them but nothing happened. The door suddenly opened to both their surprise and black Baekho's eyes widened at the sight of Baekho standing in front of him. Baekho quickly brought his sword up to block the other's fast punch. Even a punch was enough to send Baekho sliding backwards.

"Baekho!" Minhyun yelled.

"I'm okay," Baekho said while going into a fighting stance. Black Baekho glanced at Minhyun and then at Baekho. Black Baekho started charging towards him, throwing punches and kicks at the other who could only block. Each punch and kick felt like a buffalo charging right at him without restraints. He didn't want to hurt him even if he didn't like him. Black Baekho managed to grab Baekho by his shirt, lifting him off the ground and throwing him down. Baekho was surprised and cried out when his whole body slammed onto the cold hard floor. His bracelet was ripped from his wrist before he could recover from the pain or use it to teleport. Minhyun gasped, unable to help the other.

"Stop! Don't hurt him." Baekho pushed himself up but the other was already on the move. He pushed an arm up against Baekho's throat, advancing forward with such force until his back hit the wall. Baekho gritted his teeth and tried to use his sword but black Baekho grabbed his arm and twisted it back so he would let go. Baekho couldn't even make a sound with the other choking him and tried to reach him with his free hand.

"You'll never be able to win me."