ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ (ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ)

三

This just had to be the cherry on top for Wooyoung's bad luck sundae. Pissing Chanyeol off, then bumping into a gorgeous silver haired stranger, spilling coffee on the stranger, pissing Chanyeol off yet again, almost being abandoned at the coffee shop—and now this. Being kidnapped and waking up in a room located god knows where. 

Yet he was at peace with himself.

"Where the hell am I?" the ravenette whispered to himself. 

"You're awake," a voice spoke from the darkness of the room. The boy squinted and noticed a figure sitting on a chair in the darkness, directly in front of the bed which he was in.

Wooyoung screamed, as he fumbled around, grabbing the object closest to him—which happened to be a pillow, and hiding behind it. 

The unknown figure was unaffected, casually stretching and cracking his neck before crossing his arms, "Took you long enough, I'm surprised you didn't wake up earlier. You slept like a baby despite all the bumps and turns during the drive here." his voice had a light accent.

"Yuta," another voice sighed from beside the bed. The lamp on the nightstand was then turned on, momentarily blinding the occupants of the bedroom. "Can't you see you're scaring him?"

The boy on the bed let out another shrill shriek at the second stranger that suddenly appeared. Wooyoung backed away to the corner farthest away from the men now holding out the pillow in front of him, his last resort to deny his existence in the room.

Now that the lamp was turned on, he took his time to closely examine the two intruders. The one sitting in the chair had prominent, defined features and fierce dark brown eyes, what surprised Wooyoung the most was his crazy blue and white hair, white ears poking out of his head. The boy was dressed in a hoodie and jeans, which contrasted with the other intruder.

He looked more delicate appearance-wise, enhancing his warm chestnut eyes and natural black hair. His attire was more formal, consisting of a striped collared shirt tucked into some black trousers. He gave Wooyoung a small smile, trying not to scare the boy into another plane of existence.

"You probably have questions don't you?" The boy with rabbit like features cooed, he sat down next to the trembling boy. 

Wooyoung looked up at the man, scanning his eyes for any clues,

"Who are you?" His question was blunt, he tried to process the fact that he got kidnapped. The boy closeted to him smiled a bit, his eyes turning into crescents,

"I'm Doyoung, that's Yuta." He replied with ease. Doyoung reached out a hand, trying to coax the poor boy out of the corner. Wooyoung still weary of the two denied, curling himself into a ball. 

"Why am I here?" He huffed, some sass escaping him. Yuta stood up and stretch some more, 

"That's a good question, there's one man who can answer that question and it isn't me." Yuta said while locking eye contact with Wooyoung. The boy, intimidated by the Yuta's looks adverted his eyes, his pitch black fox ears, twitching nervously. 

"Are you guys some human gang? Am I going to die?" The overflow of questions had begun as the boy learned he could ask and get answers. Wooyoung seemed to visibly relax as the boy got used to them little by little.

"No, we aren't human," They ignored the first question steering clear of it. Doyoung shut his eyes briefly and bunny ear popped out of his head. Wooyoung's eyes lit up when he saw them, his hand reaching out. But soon stopped and retracted his hand as he remembered where he was.

"You can touch them if you want," Doyoung soothed the boy and leaned his head towards him. Tentative, Wooyoung reached out at a snails pace and touched the fluffy black and white ears of one of his captors. 

"Wow..." Wooyoung breathed out the word, mesmerized by the rare coloring of Doyoung's ears. 

"Sorry to break it up sisters, but Boss is back," A new head popped out of the doorframe, making their presence known. The new face was tanned and screamed sass. 

"Alrighty..." Doyoung responded. Wooyoung looked at the newcomer curious if he was a potential friend. 

"He's waiting in the living room. Be there soon," Yuta nods, his posture radiating impatience as he leaned on the doorway waiting for the two of them. With light coming from the hallway softly shining on the latter, Wooyoung only now noticed Yuta's lion's tail that was currently swinging back and forth ardently, much like Yuta himself. 

Doyoung got up from the bed, extending a hand out to the ravenette. 

"Come on... He won't hurt you," Reassured by those words, Wooyoung crawled out of the bed and took Doyoung's extended hand. They made their way out of the dimly lit room and into a bright marble hallway. 

~

They walked into a cozy living room, sofas scattered around, beanbags littered the floors, a TV shoved in the corner. The lights casted a warm yellow glow in the room, giving them a sense of security. As they got closer to another group of boys, Wooyoung's gaze found the floor, too anxious to face the strangers. 

"Look up angel," A soft voice reached Wooyoung's ears, he looked up to see a familiar man. The man had a small smile gracing his lips and he gaged Wooyoung's reaction.

"Y-you're the coffee man!" The boy couldn't help but exclaim, before slapping a hand on his mouth. His face flushed red with embarrassment, he looked away from the group of boys. 

"Come," The silver haired boy beckoned the boy closer. 

Wooyoung was reluctant, but eventually complied, making his way to sit in the seat across the familiar silver headed stranger. He keep his head down, though, still flustered from his previous outburst. The silver haired fox chuckled a bit, embarrassing the panther even more.

"First things first, Chanyeol is dead."