ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ (ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ)

五

When Wooyoung woke up he came face to face with an otter. Yelping, he scrambled back, blinding himself in the sun. He stumbled back hitting his head on the bedside table. 

"Ack," Wooyoung mumbled and rubbed his head. Chuckling was heard from the doorway, and the boy whipped his head up and saw the silver arctic fox leaning on the doorframe. Wooyoung's eyes widened and his hand flew up checking for bed head, and found his hair looking like it was possessed by a demon.

The sound of expensive shoes clicking against the floor was heard as the man neared. A cold finger hooked under Wooyoung's chin, making him look up into his eyes. In an instant, the boys set into panic making Yeosang smile.

"Did you sleep well?" The arctic fox asked, with a smile. Wooyoung looked as if he was having an internal breakdown, his mouth opened and closed like a fish before he gave up. 

"Leave him alone, it's too early for this shit." Shotaro mumbled, looking lifeless on the floor.

"You do realize it's 2:00 in the afternoon?" The older boy said in a monotone voice. The Japanese male ignored the man and continued sleeping, cocooned up in one of his blankets.

"Hungry?" Yeosang asked the other fox. Wooyoung nodded after a moment of hesitation. Satisfied with the answer, Yeosang laced his fingers with the other, and dragged him down the hall. 

Dazed, Wooyoung followed along like a lost deer, down the maze of hallways the other called home.

~

"Isn't this technically kidnapping?" Wooyoung realized and blurted out during their late breakfast. Yuta choked on his food, and cleared his throat. 

"You realize you could have left or escaped last night?" Wooyoung pondered that before realizing what the boy had said. He could have, so why didn't he?

"Chanyeol's dead, do you even have a house?" Wooyoung shook his head, he was renting an apartment but Chanyeol had caused a ruckus in the café he had been working at, resulting in Wooyoung getting fired. 

"Nice, Yuta-hyung!" The boy got smacked in an instant by another. Wooyoung grinned at how the boys interacted. He took another bite of the pancakes that Taeyong had made. 

"So I'm free to leave? Chanyeol said if something happened the house is mine," Wooyoung confirmed. He was met with a bunch of sad or shocked faces.

"That's where your wrong, pup," Yeosang placed his fork down, and clasped his hands together. "Chanyeol left that house for his girlfriend." 

Wooyoung felt the air get knocked out of him, shock in his system for the second time in under twenty four hours. 

"What?" The ravenette, doubting his ears, asked again. "T-that bastard was cheating on me?" 

He saw sympathetic nods from all the boys. Wooyoung's eyes watered, tears threatening to fall. Shotaro, Doyoung and to everyone's surprise Taeyong, stood up and squished him in a hug, giving the grieving boy comfort. 

"We are here Woo..." 

~

Some of the boys left, as they were still in University and had classes to attend. Wooyoung was shocked, but after, the boys introduced themselves to their guest. 

"I'm Jisung!" A cheery looking boy engulfed the fox in a hug. Wooyoung examined the boy, couldn't have been older than 18. He left with another boy who introduced himself as Chenle. 

"Kun-hyung I don't wanna go!" Complaints were heard as Kun tried to get all of them out the door. A mix of foreign languages and Korean meshed as the boys bickered about who got shotgun. Wooyoung smiled, the boys were chaotic, and he felt happy to be surrounded by them.

The other half of the boys were either chilling on the sofas or getting ready for work. Wooyoung looked around not knowing what he should do. He wandered around until he heard someone call his name,

"Wooyoung," He turned around on his heel and saw the thin white haired male. He had his hands tucked in a white satin bomber jacket. 

"Yeosang..." Wooyoung greeted back. Yeosang's brows rose in surprise, usually one addressed him more formally. He looked intrigued at the way Wooyoung treated him. 

"Do you want to stop by a café?" Wooyoung's face scrunched up, and he nodded after a moment. Yeosang was a mysterious fox and Wooyoung was already curious about him. 

After they drove out of the lush, green forest and entered the city, Yeosang parked the car and they hopped out. Walking down the street, they two looked like yin and yang, one in pitch black and the other pure white. They got stared at, mostly Yeosang as the humans gossiped about how a hybrid could afford clothes like him. 

He started to looked annoyed and tipped down his Harry Potter style glasses and glared at a group of them, "How about you get off your ass and start working bitch." 

He grabbed Wooyoung's hand and kept walking. Yeosang walked into the café, ironically it was the one they met at. 

"One Vanilla Macchiato and one latte please," Yeosang gave the cashier his card and payed. Wooyoung watched the older man, not knowing what to do. 

With a gentle hand, Yeosang led them over to the cozy seating area, picking a more enclosed table in the corner. Wooyoung looked around the café, mesmerized. He had been here yesterday, but wasn't able to enjoy the café, only getting dragged around like an object. 

"So, tell me about yourself."