Finding my Power in You

Kim Mingyu believed himself to be an ordinary man with extremely good luck. Any time he found himself in a tight spot, he always seemed to have come out unscathed. . . Until one night when he thought his luck had ran out. . .

Wonwoo was there to save him.

His eyes have finally opened to the world that he's always belonged to but never knew about.

-Excerpt-

"Welcome to 17. We're glad to have you join our ranks, Kim Mingyu," Seungcheol says as he gestures a hand to the new place he will soon have to call home. A flash of light attracted the eyes of both Mingyu and Seungcheol. They turn to see a fleeing Seungkwan and Hansol with a furious Jisoo with white, glowing eyes and bright, iridescent lights shining from both palms hot on their trail. Before Seungcheol can think to intervene, Jeonghan is quick to stand in front of Jisoo, his irises turning red as he made eye contact with the angry American.

"Jisoo-yah, sit and calm down. Cheolie is introducing the new guy. Don't scare him away," Jeonghan says. Soon as those words left his mouth, Jisoo sits down on the couch, his eyes and palms returning to normal. He's glaring up at the boy standing in front of him as the boy's eyes return to their natural, brown hue. Mingyu finds himself gawking at the scene in awe.

"Ah! Oh my God, Jun!" Seungcheol and Mingyu hear. The two rush over to the kitchen to find a panic-stricken Minghao who is currently rocking himself on the floor while muttering apologies, a surprised and concerned Chan, and a calm and level-headed Junhui who was washing the blood that is gushing out of the long gash in his forearm.

"What happened? You okay, Junhui? Minghao?" Seungcheol asks. Junhui doesn't immediately respond to Seungcheol's inquiry. Instead, he kneels down in front of the panicking Minghao and holds him close with his uninjured arm. He whispers soft reassurances into the boy's ear before having redirect his attention to his arm. Everyone in the room watches as the cut repairs itself.