Do you know who I am? | Yungi

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The house is quiet as Yunho slowly equips himself for the night. He had decided at the last minute to tell San as well of his plan considering he needed the best weapons for the job at stake, he isn't planning on failing this time.

San and Yeosang sit on the couch, practically asleep on top of one another while Yunho takes his last deep breath before heading out. 

"Guys, you promise you won't tell Mingi, right? I can't have him following me, so you need to keep guard. Tell him you guys went on a walk or something if he asks about the door shutting." Yunho decides, and San stands up to adjust his belt and hand him another dagger.

"Yunho he's not stupid, haven't you guys been sleeping together lately anyway?"

"What?" San cocks an eyebrow at Yunho's jumpy reaction to the question.

"Not sex, idiot, I just mean sleeping  as in closing your eyes and falling asleep." Yeosang sits up slightly so that he can laugh at Yunho properly and answers for him.

"I'm afraid both are true anyway." Yeosang snickers, and San gives Yunho a troubled look before patting him on the shoulder.

"Well, on that note, he'll definitely notice you're missing, and we have no excuse about that." San awkwardly mentions, smacking Yeosang's face so that he lays down once more. 

"Then go on a walk or something, he'll assume I'm out with you guys or something." Yunho nervously suggests, and San looks slightly averse to it. 

"Maybe you shouldn't-" Of course San is worried, but Yunho knows it's his last chance now, especially since each attack the killer makes is more calculated, is more dangerous.

"No, I'm determined now...I'm leaving. Everyone's home right?" Yunho fidgets nervously with the handle of the gun, and San holds his wrist so that he looks into his eyes. 

"As far as we know. I think Hongjoong was taking a bath so we didn't see him but I'm sure he's here." San details, folding his fingers and sitting back down next to a sleepy Yeosang. 

"I should check, I can't have him dying after we just saved him!" Yunho whisper shouts, probably too stressed to be handling such a difficult mission, but there isn't much left he can do. It's either he goes through with it now while he has some courage left, or he continues to lean on everyone else to solve his problems for him. It's time he truly takes charge. 

"Fine, go check, his room is upstairs." Yunho knows he risks waking everyone in the house up, practically inviting them to investigate his own actions if he checks now, but Hongjoong's life is important to him, just like anyone else risking their lives to protect him.

The base is a mansion of sorts, quite modest and abandoned looking from the outside, but the inside is antique, gorgeous, and quite creepy at night. While the bathrooms and kitchens are updated as well as a lot of the furniture, the decor matches the time period the place was built, with old peeling wallpaper in certain corners, and candles for a lot of the lighting down the corridors. Needless to say there are a lot of rooms, bedrooms and even a ballroom, as well as some offices which fill each hallway with the ominous looking doors. 

However, Yunho knows the place a little better now, knowing San's room is right next to Hongjoong, since he's visited the other's room in the past. He just needs to decide if it's the room to the right or to the left. 

When he opens the door to the right of San's room, a loud snore can be heard, and there's the blond mop of hair he recognizes so well now. Hongjoong is hugging a long pillow, his body curled up in on itself, and he lightly coughs when he hears Yunho entering

"Fuck." He mutters under his breath, trying to think of a way to explain himself.

"Yunho?" Hongjoong asks sleepily, sitting up slowly and peering at Yunho's barely visible body covered in shadows from the dim lighting.