outbreak | svt

nineteen

little did they know, there was definitely something in the city. just not in the numbers they thought.

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"hey guys, see anything yet?" soonyoung calls out to the others.

"no!" that was minghao.

soonyoung sighs, the nervousness growing inside him. 

jihoon reaches over and squeezes soonyoung's hand, offering little reassurance. soonyoung smiles at him as he clasps their hands together.

"whatcha thinking?" jihoon asks.

soonyoung shakes his head, "nothing." 

jihoon shakes it off for now. he was probably just nervous, right?

meanwhile, jeonghan was walking behind seungcheol, who had been in the front this whole time.  

"yanno, you're really cute." jeonghan says, quietly, but not so that seungcheol couldn't hear him.

seungcheol falters for a moment, then continues walking, a light pink shade covering his pale  cheeks.

"uhh...i mean....thank you?" seungcheol replies quietly, not turning back to meet jeonghan's eyes.

jeonghan chuckles under his breath and says nothing more.

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"found ya!" hansol shouts at seungkwan, who seems quite dazed about the whole thing. he gets gets up from the small corner he was in, laughing at hansol.

"you scared me!"

hansol was about to reply when they heard a crash from further down the hallway they were in. seungkwan turns to the noise, then back to hansol, "should we check it out? someone may have gotten hurt."

hansol nods at the blonde boy, "yeah."

they walk slowly down the narrow hallway until they stop at a door.

control room.

hansol looks at seungkwan for moment, and seungkwan nods at him.

he slowly opens the door, making sure it didn't squeak. 

seungkwan peeks into the room as hansol opens it, and sees something stop in the darkness.

"wait, hansol, stop for a second." seungkwan whispers to hansol, reaching over to put a hand on his arm to stop him from opening the door. they hear quiet footsteps from inside. 

"anyone on there?" hansol calls out.

no reply.

seungkwan takes his hand off and hansol swings open the door.

there, they see two figures in the corner. the room has a desk, quiet large, and computer screens and different colored buttons surrounding it.

the figures seem to converse with each other as seungkwan fumbles for his flashlight. hansol, on the other hand, listens to their conversation.

"shut it, haechan." 

haechan.

 hansol thinks he's heard the name before, but where?

 seungkwan finds the flashlight and shines it into the room. 

there in the corner, stood two young men, the one on the left, his hair was darkness, and the other had hair the color of milk chocolate.  "well?" seungkwan says to the men. "are you okay?"