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"So this is the kitchen," Renjun mumbled in a bored way, pointing to the closed door. "If you need a drink or any food, that's the place to be," he concluded, having shown Donghyuck around the whole house.
Of course the others tagged along even though they had all been to the second eldest's house on many occasions.
Renjun leaned forward to loop his hand around Donghyuck's waist.
Being the naive and trusting person he was, Donghyuck melted into the warm touch, finding Renjun's presence to bring this certain discomforting comfort. It was a difficult sensation to describe, but he felt very slightly unsettled around the older, yet addicted to Renjun's personality, laugh, voice and touch.
That alone set up what would be a dangerous and unavoidable game.
Mark wearily looked at the hand around Donghyuck's waist, wanting nothing more than to shoo the younger away and tell him to never look back, but the fear of his puppeteer prevented any space to do that.
Renjun had eyes everywhere, including on each of his past obsessions.
Jisung, who felt a similar discomfort to Mark, bit his lip nervously, wanting nothing more than this sleepover to end, even though it had only just begun.
"Well then, boys, shall we start a movie?" The host questioned, sending each of the other four boys a warning glare.
"Of course," Chenle piped up, wearing what could only be described as a terrified smile.
The group walked to the couch to take a seat. Since there were six of them on the couch, space seemed a little unimportant.
Donghyuck's found himself half sitting on Renjun's lap, with his other side being pushed against by Jeno.
Renjun let a small smirk fall upon his face as he saw a conflicted glint in Donghyuck's eyes.
He was off to a good start.
As the television was flicked on by Chenle, the first channel up was the news.
"Yet another murder has been committed by 'Rose'. Twenty-seven year old Lee Jinyoung, who was a father of three, has sadly passed after being brutally murdered with the same pattern as the others. His throat was slit and a Rose was stitched into his mouth."
Donghyuck shivered, having remembered last week's news report and his mother's unnerving words.
"That's just so creepy. I hope nothing happens to any of us," Renjun mumbled, a distant whimper in his voice making his acting all the more realistic.
Donghyuck nodded in agreement while the other four held in their disgusted emotions.
They were in the presence of the notorious 'Rose', and even with his identity known by them, and enough proof to go to the police, the boys had no power over Renjun...or their lives.
