Do you know who I am? | Yungi

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"Bait-what, that's actually insane." 

"Last I heard, you don't value your life." Mingi shot back, way too invested in the whole thing.

"Doesn't mean I want to die by gunshot wound!"

"That's what we are trying to prevent, Yunho, now we need your full cooperation for this to work, and for everyone to be safe." Hongjoong starts, looking at Mingi who is back to his state of pretending not to care. Yunho presses his fingers against his forehead, worn out from the past events.

"Look, thanks for trying to save me and all, but I'll be taking back all of these patients and heading back to the insane asylum, where you all belong." Yunho attempts, standing up and preparing to leave. Mingi's hand grasps Yunho's arm, the veins slightly popping as he grips tighter.

"You aren't going anywhere, or getting back your phone until you help us catch this guy. I don't care if it's right to keep you hostage, we will do anything to get this guy off the streets." Mingi lets go and storms out of the room, Hongjoong barely phased, seated on the chair tiredly. 

"He'll calm down, for now go eat something and meet us for training first thing in the morning." Yunho starts to nod, but the confusion of the entire scenario still clogs any hope of him understanding how to solve the issue. Does one serial killer on the loose justify clearing an entire city and releasing the entire mental health ward? Yunho doesn't seem to think so. He has to remember, however, that Mingi and Hongjoong obviously know what's going on more than he does, he just has to learn to wait for the answers.

He did rape me though. The nausea hits in when he remembers what Mingi had done to him upon him being brought to the warehouse. Those thoughts led to worry about Seonghwa, and whether he was okay or not sitting in the big warehouse by himself. His problems are way too severe to be left unattended. 

"Yunho!" A soft voice calls out to him, and he turns his head sharply, slightly paranoid from the setting he is in. "Eat this apple, it'll help the nausea." Yunho looks him up and down before taking the split in two apple, wondering how in the world he knew his symptoms. 

"I take it I look particularly like I'm going to vomit?" Yunho asks, biting into the apple, savoring the juice gratefully. 

"No, I just figured you would be, considering you have been primarily around Mingi for the past day. I'm Jongho by the way." His gummy smile penetrates a wall Yunho has been determined to keep up through all of this, and he cracks a small smirk as well, finishing his side of the apple and sighing. 

"I guess you know who I am. I have a lot of questions, especially about Mingi, but I think I'll be okay. I just hope this over with soon."

"You're in for a ride, let me show you where you can sleep tonight." Yunho then realized how late it must be getting, feeling the length of the day entirely when he sees the soft looking bed he will be sleeping on tonight.

"Wow, thank you. Who knew my kidnappers would be so kind." 

"This is all Mingi, we would never have known to help you." Jongho admits, looking around the bare room with only a lamp and a queen sized bed with a black comforter. The whole vibe of the house is particularly scary, but just viewing the bed made Yunho feel a little bit safer. "Make sure you talk to Mingi before you head to bed for the night, he's pretty sensitive about all of this. He wants to make sure you are safe, but also that all of this is done properly."

"Where is his room?" Jongho points off across the hallway we are standing in, and Yunho nods in confirmation.

"If he gets too freaky, just call for me, I'm the room right next to yours." Jongho reassures, holding Yunho's shoulder before walking back into the common room. Yunho decides he is way too tired to deal with meeting more people, so he heads over to where Jongho said Mingi's room was, and walks over to it slowly. When he arrives at the door, he knocks quietly, immediately turning around and walking back to his room, to scared to face the other.