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FRIENDS!? Chapter 13

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Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories (nothing much just go with the flow), mention of hostage and crying, fear.

W.C: 3.4k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

>.<

“Yunho…” you sobbed uncontrollably. Your eyes slowly fluttered open as you rubbed it to look at the door if he was there but there was no one. Complete darkness covering your surroundings, only a tiny night lamp lit in the corner of the room. You wiped your tears before staring at the door for a few seconds and decided to sit up straight.

I should end everything.

However, something was blocking you. Your heart and your mind are conflicting with each other. You scoffed at yourself. How could you even think about them this way? No one cares about you. It’s just a show for them and you are a puppet. The darkness should engulf you and make you disappear forever.

It would end your misery.

You stood up and went straight towards the book-shelf. The first thing they gifted you after moving into the house with them --- all your favorite books you wanted with the ordered shelf. The anger bubbled inside you and hot tears slipped down your cheeks, you grabbed the first book and threw it against the door, followed by the second one. You threw every book and items decorated on the shelf around the room, wanting to end their façade of love visible to you.

Whatever you could see in the dimly lit room, you threw it away. There were loud thud sounds with each banging effect and you were sure one of them had heard you. Is that going to make them angry?

You immediately reached out for the lamp and when you were about to throw it, the door slammed open. Your hand trembled, heart beating fast and your breath heaved. A tall figure appeared in the doorway, you couldn’t see his face but his aura was calming yet dangerous. He didn’t speak a word but took a step forward, you gulped and raised the hand with the lamp towards him.

“don’t take a step ahead. I will hurt you…I will kill you.”

He again took a step but paused, “you are not going to do anything, y/n. You are a good person.”

You shook your head, “I don’t want to be a good one. I want to be freed from here.”

“I can’t let you go.” He calmly said.

“Yunho, please…” the light falling on your face, revealing your pained expression, more to say it was tiredness all over your face. Your bloodshot eyes, tear stained face and cuts all over your cheeks and arms. Somehow, it made his heart ache and he inhaled deeply.

“y/n…listen to me.”

“NO! I won’t.” you shouted at him.

“You never want to hurt me. I know we are bad. But you shouldn’t be bad like us. Calm down. Listen to yourself. Look at the mirror beside you. This is not who you are.” Your face turned towards the mirror beside you, the lamp in your hand illuminating your teary face. The tired and angry tears streaming down. You have to go.

This is not you, y/n. they have made you like this.

A large grip held your forearm and snatched the lamp from you. Your wide eyes looked at the figure in the dark standing in front of you.

“are you out of your fucking mind? What were you trying to do?” Hongjoong’s loud voice echoed inside the room but you didn’t flinch, neither said a word. You kept staring at him. when did he enter?

“I trusted you, Joong.”

He was breathing heavily. It was clearly evident that he was furious at the moment, “then don’t do this stupid stuff. What mess have you made here?”

“you messed up my happy life.”

He licked his lip, brushing his hair before replying, “y/n, listen to me. You are safe here and we are here to protect you. We love you.”

“Then why are you hurting me?” you looked straight into his eyes and then glanced towards Yunho standing just a few steps behind him. Hongjoong asked him to turn on the lights but he didn't. He was glued to his spot and blankly watching you both. A third figure appeared at the doorway. He leaned against it and picked up a frame near his tip of the boot.

The ring in his finger made it clear that it was San. What is he doing here? Is he going to lock you up again? Or do that…your body shivered on the thought. Hongjoong held your shoulders tightly and ordered, “go freshen up, yourself and I will bring you dinner.” He turned his face, “ask the maids to clean this room quickly. She will sleep in my room tonight.”

“I won’t be staying with you in your room.” Your loud voice made him look towards you. He was calming himself not to mess the situation anymore. You again muttered, “I want to go somewhere. Far away…far away from here.”

“and where?” The other two male’s present there had their attention on you as well.

“anywhere but not here.”

“Y/n…”

“San, take Hongjoong with you and leave from here. I need some time alone with her.” Yunho cut off Hongjoong’s words and the eldest poked his tongue at his attitude. He nodded and stared at you. San stepped forward, keeping the frame on the table and placing a hand on the eldest’s shoulder and urged him to leave you with Yunho. Hongjoong shrugged his hand away, leaving your shoulder and glared at you before leaving the room. Before turning back, San glanced at you, he wanted to say something but he didn't. He kept quiet, just watched you looking at the doorway from where he left.

He couldn’t say anything because he shouldn’t.

He turned around and quietly left the room.

Leaving behind only Yunho and you.

“Why are you making it hard for us, y/n?”

Your gaze fell on his tall figure. He was walking towards you. You didn’t stop him, neither say anything nor showed any emotion. Just blankly staring at him. but you did hear his question…’making hard for them’…how?

He stopped in front of you, cupping your cheeks to make you look up, “please love us back, y/n.”

How? You all don’t even love me then…what are they expecting from you?

You looked into his orbs. Tears were lining the vision. He was crying. The moonlight peeking inside the room and falling on both of you so that at least you could see each other’s face.

“Please talk to me, y/n. don’t be quiet.”

“Will you say everything to me? why and how?” you whispered to him but he could hear you as he nodded.

“I will tell you everything you want to hear from me.”

“Then tell me…why am I here? Please be honest with me.”

His thumb caressed your cheeks, “you belong to here. To me. to us.” You shook your head, didn’t want to hear the same words again and again. You held his wrist to remove his touch but he gripped it tighter. “look at me and listen to me.”

“I don’t want to hear those same things.”

“don’t you appreciate our friendship? Our efforts to make you happy and make you feel special. Everyone in the school is jealous of you. Do you know that? They wish to be in your place. You are so lucky, y/n.”

“no, I’m not. You all are monsters!”

He chuckled, “yes we are. We keep it secured to us when we want something. And we want you.”

“please let me go. I miss my home.”

“and I will miss you. If I let you go, what will happen to me, y/n? don’t you care for me?”

“NO! I don’t care about anything. We were friends, Yunho. We were good friends. I accepted you all. I liked being with you all. It was so nice and comforting to spend time with all of you but you all have changed. It was just a plan for you to get to this point.”

He remained calm and quiet. Just the way you hate them. You know they won’t speak any of the things you wanted to know. If he is not going to say anything then you would say all you want.

“Why did we become friends back then? You all played with my innocence. You all made my childhood a lie. All those happy memories of us…those fun and promises. Those were fake, right? What do you even want from me? I was just lonely and wanted some friends to share my days…and I really did make the worst decision.” You were glaring but your tired eyes were betraying you and the tears made your vision blurry. The way he was disappearing in the vision, you wanted him to go away from there like that.

But you did love him……maybe a little bit.

“y/n…” his hands fell from your cheek to the wrists, holding it firmly, not caring about your raging eyes but bringing your palms to his lips and softly kissed them, “you are everything to us, y/n. We are doing this for you. Why can’t you accept it? You are having a misconception about us. We are not as bad as you think. It’s you who is making it seem like something else. I love you.”

“No, Yunho…NO…don’t tell me I’m wrong. I know this is going to end in the worst way and one day…you all will regret what you have done.” You snatched your hands from him and stepped back, he carefully watched your attempt to search something.

You bent down and quickly grabbed a tiny object before he could get the grip of it, you held it in front of you, “I will end this today. You all can’t keep me here. Never.”

“y/n, calm down..” he raised his hand but not stepping in your boundary, “you are not going to do anything stupid. You don’t want to hurt me.”

“hurt you?” you laughed, feeling stupid and anger rising with every second, “I really don't do stupid things like hurting you…I wont hurt you because I love you, Yunho and I don’t hurt someone I love.” You took deep breaths, “I’m going to end myself.”

“No!” It was a piece of broken glass.

He immediately reached out his hand at you and held your wrist, turning you around and a small yelp you let out when he threw you on the bed, holding your hands above your head and you were crying and wiggling under his hold.

“y/n, please don’t do this. Please…”

He was crying on top of you. You didn’t say anything as you laid frozen. You lightly tried to push him away but he didn’t budge and he was staring at you, promising a lot of dreams. Again those fake promises.

You looked away from him but as soon as you did, his lips landed on you. Your breathing stopped but you didn’t fight back. You remained surprisingly calm and felt his body weight moved above you. You shut your eyes and he was still staring at you. Titling his head, he got more access. You weren’t kissing back since you’re afraid and lost. He became rough but sometimes slowed down. It was like he was arguing with himself.

“I love you, y/n.”

Not a single reply came out of you. You were just closing your eyes and silently crying. He moved to his side, sitting up and pulled you to his embrace, cradling in his lap and lulled you to sleep, you didn’t protest. You always felt secure in his arms and you hated it the most. As he felt your breath even out and weakly lying in his embrace. He stroked your hair a few times and kissed your temple. Standing up with you in his arms, he went outside the room and walked through the passageway towards his room, where he knew Hongjoong was waiting for him and… you too.

But the thing he didn’t notice was someone standing at the end of the passageway, curling his fist tightly and clenching his teeth. He was not liking the view of his friend carrying you. He hated it. to say it more, he wanted to be him. He should be there. Not him. not them. No one else. Only him.

A hand placed on his shoulder, “Yeosang, what are you watching?”

“I want her.” He turned to his side, “San, I want to keep her with me forever.”

San shook his head, “the stupidity of including her in our life will end us forever someday. And you will regret it. we should have just let her be our friend. not more than that.”

“She is meant to be ours.”

>>>><<<<

Time must have passed well. The boys…well your boys are always kind towards you. Well, sort of. Sometimes, they make you nervous and afraid of them but rest aside, you are really comfortable --- just a reminder that some of them are still not in your go to list.

Even though you are laughing with them, going out with them, getting looks from others because of them and to say less, they have fired some employees because apparently, they heard nonsense about you from them. They are a bit possessive, too much and do you complain about it? of course not. You feel so special and developing feelings for them is an addition to it.

You have gained so many new memories. Some even you remake them. You were afraid to death to convince Seonghwa, San and Hongjoong but surprisingly you didn’t have to work hard because Hongjoong was the first one to tell others to support your ideas.

Just like two months back, you all went to a playground…say it childish but you enjoyed to your fullest and one thing you can’t deny that they all were admiring you. As if you are the person, they always wanted to look at and to have in front of them forever. This really made you wonder why you then left them. Wait! Why did you change your school back then?

One thing you are sure that you grew up in an orphanage but there was a family whose silhouette you could see – not fully but it felt as if you were close to them yet not. Apart from that, you have remembered your life during middle school. Why did you forget them? The memories are so comforting and filled with joy. How you wish to not forget them again!

Wooyoung, Jongho, Mingi and Yunho really told you everything about those times and it did help you more to regain memories fast. Well medicines are playing a huge part too. You haven’t told them about the weekend's check-up with your psychiatrist but you doubt Seonghwa knows about it.

.

.

.

“Are you okay?”

You smiled, showing how comfortable you are with him, “I’m alright.”

But inside, you are fangirling him and freaking out. He is all in a denim outfit with a sunglass resting on top of his head. Can he look more attractive and handsome than he is? You pat your cheek to calm yourself and watch him moving around his cabin.

“I didn’t ask you to stand the whole day. You can sit if you want.”

You laughed suddenly, he looked at you weirdly but returned back towards the shelf. Your slow embarrassing steps take you to the chair and place yourself on it. Why did you laugh? You don’t forget a chance to present yourself like a fool in front of them. Especially in front of Hongjoong. tapping your feet a few times while curiously watching him. you didn’t notice the person standing behind you.

“Is he that interesting to watch?”

“what the fuck!” you placed a hand over your chest and turned your head around. Wooyoung was standing with a wide mischievous grin on his face. You swear you will throw him away from this building If he doesn’t stop scaring you like this. “can’t you make your presence known before you open your mouth?”

He laughed out aloud and soon got a smack from Hongjoong with a file. Ah! The handsome man returned back to you.

“I am that irresistible to watch. And I am so blessed to get her attention on me this whole time.”

Nevermind, he is handsome but he speaks like stupid like others.

“Am I right, y/n?”

“huh?” he raised a brow at you, tilting his head to the side and waiting for your reply. You nod your head, agreeing with him without even knowing to what but still you replied correctly, moreover to boost his ego, “you are looking handsome today, I must say.”

Hongjoong smirks to which you roll your eyes and he swiftly turns to his right to sit on the chair across you around the table.

“You look beautiful, like always.” You blink at him, but soon reply with a light ‘thank you’ and a little smile. An utterly handsome man complimenting you in a very sincere way is just like in fairytales and you are living that dreamy life. You won in life. You are so blessed to get these good-looking best friends --- wait lovers?

He passes you a few files to start with the work for the day.

One thing is to think about, you could remember the first kiss you shared with Yunho at the rooftop, still not sure of the second kiss --- was that really Seonghwa? You can remember the times spent with each one of them. But San --- you haven’t spent enough time with him. why? Was he always this distant from you? But why? But you could feel something is different about the times you have spent with Wooyoung and Yunho then it’s different with Mingi and Jongho and then Hongjoong and San, and in the last Seonghwa and Yeosang. Were you really close with each of them?

Mingi and Jongho had the innocent times with you, the laughs, the silly times at the playground and running around the neighborhood. But the times with Yunho and Wooyoung, there are those secret glances, the admiration, the blooming innocent love --- of course you loved them back then. Right? Forget about it.

Then comes Yeosang, you have bittersweet memories with him. He was always the dual personality type. He would snap at you all someday and the other day, he would again treat you like the most precious one. You loved him but somehow this feeling raised goosebumps on your skin. why?

Now comes the rest three --- you do believe they have the most part of your forgotten past.

Anyways, it’s past, not that it matters to you at the moment.

They are the family you have and you love them.

You are just being paranoid again.

But what if you had a family? There’re still some mysteries apart from all the happy memories. You are just one step behind from knowing all those pasts.

Just the nightmares one. Where you can see people comforting you yet you can't feel the warmth of it. where you can see someone smiling at you but you are scared of it. you can see someone caring and protecting you still you want to run away. Why can't you see the faces? And why do they seem so familiar?

Then you can hear screaming, crying, running away and …home.

Your scared and lost eyes do get noticed by Hongjoong.

It’s clear you are zoning out while helping him out with paperworks. Meanwhile, Wooyoung left when he got a call from San.

“y/n? hey…” he noticed tears flowing down your cheeks, he quickly got up from his chair and got to you, turning your chair around. You flinch on how tightly his grip holds your wrist. Your teary eyes staring at him. He put the pen away from you and wiped the tears. His touch and gestures are so soft and careful not to scare you more. “Why are you crying?”

You blink while shaking your head sideways as you feel salty tears slid into your lips. You immediately wipe it with your fist before smiling again. He again held your wrist and calmly asked, “tell me, y/n. what happened?”

“nothing. It's really nothing, Joong.”

You are crying. This is not good. You can’t cry in front of him.

Not again.

“Look at me,” Hongjoong firmly pulled your chin as his stern yet a softness hiding behind the eyes met your lost one, “is something disturbing you?”

“I am just……scared.” You confessed. There’s no point of lying in this situation. Your whole life is on the edge of truth and lies. Sometimes you know everything and sometimes you don’t know a lot more things than you think you know.

He pulls you up and shakes his head before pulling you in his arms. “don’t be scared. No one is going to hurt you.”

No one is going to hurt you.

He rubs your arms and back softly, you bury your face into his chest, “Joong…” you murmured in his embrace.

“hm?”

“Why do I feel like I have heard this before?”

He rests his chin on top of your head, “what?”

“that no one is going to hurt me. Has anyone hurt me before? Was I bad back then?” you raise your head to look at him, “were you bad back then?”

His figure still. His breath hitched when you asked the question while staring at him with scared eyes. No no. He did nothing. He meant nothing bad to you. Everything happens for a reason.

Hongjoong, the reasons are selfish.

You are selfish.

Everyone is selfish.

“We all are good and bad in some aspects.” A smile appears on his face and he continues, “but you are always a good person. And I will protect you forever. I will keep you safe.”

“Are you pretending to hide something? If not then why are you even doing this?”

His reply comes quickly, “because I love you, y/n. I can’t afford to lose you again. I am sorry for a lot of things but trust me I won’t let you go again.”

“Can I trust you, Joong?” he nodded to himself. You didn’t say ‘love you’ back to him. It’s okay. One day, you will. right?

“always.” He assures you and you hug him tightly, burying your face into his chest. He kisses the top of your head.

“don’t break it then.” You whisper.

Hongjoong’s grip loosened but soon he rubbed your back gently, meeting someone’s eyes standing at the door.

San stood there, staring at your figure wrapped around with Hongjoong’s arms.

We already broke your trust, y/n.

And, I feel it’s going to happen……again.

NEXT

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FRIENDS!? Chapter 12

🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳

Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories (nothing much just go with the flow), mention of hostage and crying, fear.

W.C: 3.4k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

>.<

Enjoy!

This is insane.

You just wished nobody could see you at the moment. Wooyoung was determined with his actions and you were embarrassed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wooyoung widened his eyes at you and looked at the chopstick in his hand. Your glaring eyes earned chuckles from Jongho. The one holding the food to your front lips curled into a smirk, "oh...are you embarrassed with this?"

You helplessly let your head hang, completely regretting agreeing with their company at the cafeteria. The moment you lifted your head up, he brought the chopstick near to your lips and his eyes shining with hope.

You quickly looked away and pleaded with Jongho to make the other one stop with his weird actions but the youngest just laughed it off and moved your face to the direction of food and urged you to eat.

"You could have eaten it by now and made it less embarrassing for you. He won't let it down unless you listen to him."

"Say ah!"

"I am not a baby. I can eat on my own, Woo."

He shook his head and gestured towards the food, "my hand is paining now. Come on, take a bite. It's good that we are treating you like this." You glared at him and he only replied to you with an annoying chuckle.

"Do you want to sleep on my lap and eat?"

"shut up, Wooyoung!" you hissed and sighed before parting your lips slowly, letting him feed you like a baby and give a show to the whole cafeteria. This boy is really testing your patience level everyday. Moreover, he can't be anyone from your nightmares.

Jongho sipped his drink after gulping the food, "you are embarrassed because he is feeding you. Right?"

Absentmindedly, you nodded, having a glaring contest with the other one who is busy feeding you. You couldn't do anything at the moment. It might be childish but you three have paper works later in the afternoon and Wooyoung suggested playing rock, paper and scissor to see who could skip for the day and the one who will win has to be fed by others as reward. As much as it was funny and silly to you at first, it soon turned into a torturous situation when you won the game against the two.

As much as you were relieved to skip paperworks, you were trapped with these two.

Never in your life, you felt so unlucky to win a game.

Wooyoung placed the last bite of the food in your mouth and you chewed silently while looking around the area. You noticed the few people sitting far from you giving you looks and whispering among themselves and you know the reason. 

"don't mind them." Jongho assured you.

Sinking in your seat, you glanced at the laughing menaces at your table and again looked away when you caught others entering the glass door.

What are they all doing here? Don't they have work?

They were all wearing sweatpants and black shirts, some white and then gray, except Seonghwa, he was in a suit but he smirked when he caught your eyes and pulled off his coat. They are in casuals here...right now?

Gulping the bite in your mouth, you quickly stood up, catching the attention of Jongho and Wooyoung.

"what happened?" Jongho was the first one to ask and followed by Wooyoung who quickly noticed the men in the distance. He leaned back into his chair and placed it behind his head. You want to slap him so bad.

"I should probably go to my room."

"and why?"

You shut your eyes tight before forcing a smile and turning around, "uh Hongjoong...I am going to go through your schedules for the next week." Glancing at others meanwhile, the cafeteria was unusually quiet because everyone was wondering why all the CEO's of the departments were at his public place and in addition, wearing casual clothes.

Oh, how they are speculating that you are really playing with all of them!

"I don't think that's needed. Also, you can do it in my cabin later." Patting your head and pushing your shoulders down to make you sit back, he stood behind you.

You managed to look at him in the back, "but why are you all here?"

Hongjoong turned around to face the rest of the cafeteria and announced, "I want everyone to get back to the work, right now. finish your lunch at somewhere else or quickly in 5 minutes and then leave. I want this place empty."

Seonghwa chuckled, sitting beside Wooyoung and resting his elbow on the table. The only one looking decent at the moment. "why? Do you not like us being here?"

Forcing out a laugh, you brushed back your hair, "when I said that? I just asked you out of curiosity as you all don't come to this cafeteria except the private one so..." you shrugged in the end.

San and Mingi went towards the counter to order something for them. Yunho was on a call in the corner and Yeosang was at the drinks section, selecting their orders.

Your eyes went wide when Hongjoong leaned closer to your ears from back and whispered, "we are here for you."

You coughed and quickly took your drink in hold to sip and act normal. Does he need to do this type of act every time he is near? The other three at the table laughed loudly and Jongho pulled a chair so that Hongjoong could sit in between him and yours. Can't he have another place?

"We are stressed so we thought why not accompany our girl." Seonghwa said and glanced towards Yunho who was still busy on a call. You nodded and he continued, "also, we could let others know that you are ours."

"your friend...I am your friend." You licked your lips, "we agreed to take it slow and till then we can bond as friends."

"Yes, of course we are friends. What more do we want?" Jongho smiled at your direction and you felt relieved but the thing you didn't notice was the looks exchanged between the two eldest and both of them turning towards Wooyoung who stopped eating the chicken in his hand.

What more do we want?

Lot more than you can expect.

The rest of them soon arrived at the table and placed the trays. The table was too small to fit nine of you and you were finding a more valid excuse to escape their curious eyes. Why do they all suddenly want to spend time with you at this certain place?

"before your mind explodes with question," you quickly looked towards Hongjoong when he started speaking, "we never spent time at this place so we thought to explore our own building while being with you at the same time."

How funny! They don't come to most of the floors in their own building.

"Why are you always so nervous?" San's voice made you flinch and this did get noticed by others.

You didn't speak a word, staring at him as if you saw him for the first time. Also, he was sitting just in the opposite direction from you. Hongjoong noticed your nervousness, the little fear for which you were fisting your palm.

Why are you acting like that?

"Is there something that happened between you two?" Seonghwa broke your trance, he did notice the little fear in your eyes. You shook your head but San leaned back and smirked.

"I think someone is curious. Isn't it, y/n?"

He is speaking to you. Act normal, y/n. you nodded but quickly shook your head, licking your lips, "no, it's not like that." You felt all of their eyes on you and you gulped, "you just don't talk to me much like others."

"So you want to talk to me?"

"huh? No...I mean...we can be friends, right? Like we were."

San kept quiet, his jaw tensed and he gripped the spoon tightly. He didn't look back at you, but opened the can and gulped down the soda. He was trying to doze off the question for some reason and he was hesitant that if the conversation flowed more, it would lead to some direction where it shouldn't.

You kept staring at him when Yeosang called you, "y/n." you raised your brows before turning towards the voice. He asked, "Does the food taste good?"

You looked at him weirdly before nodding slowly.

"really? Is it really good?" Mingi asked again. You nodded and Hongjoong chuckled beside you before taking a fry from Seonghwa's plate.

"This tastes like shit, though."

"try to appreciate every food. Also, this cafeteria is inside your building so if something is wrong with it, it means it is your fault as well for not maintaining everything properly."

Hongjoong raised a brow, impressed by your words, "so you're telling me? we are good because the food taste good?"

You turned away and Yunho asked the same question, "are we good then?"

You breathed out, looking at them precisely and suddenly smiled, "we are good friends so it's obvious you all are good."

y/n... why are you repeating everything again?

>>>><<<<

You were sitting quiet and uneasy.

"You seemed troubled," a voice broke the silent atmosphere. "What's bothering you?"

"Seonghwa..."

"I'm not here to hurt you. Just tell me if you want to ask something." He was serious when he took a seat beside you, the couch in the terrace was long enough to fit four people easily and you hated it at the moment for having so much space. "Come on, y/n."

You sighed since you had no energy to stand up and leave the place, this is the only place where you could breathe a little freedom. Clearing your throat, you turned to look at him, "I am just wondering..."

"what?"

"they sell off their own child for money or for something else...like business? Without even thinking if the child would get hurt or not."

"Why are you thinking this?" his attention was you. "Do you really want answers to your questions or are you just curious?"

You laid your head back on the couch. Honestly, you were curious about a lot of stuff and also wanted answers to a lot of questions. After knowing that you were sell off from your home to them, you were anxious to know. Why did your parents do that? You wanted to get rid of that question but your instincts kept knocking at you and you hated it.

"what happened, y/n?"

"I'm not sure what to think, Hwa." His ears perked up. You called him by his name...no but his nickname. "you all made me trust you. You all promised me and kept me here. Made me stay with you all..." you locked your eyes with him, "why are you all doing this?"

"because we love you, y/n. we can't afford to lose you."

You scoffed, looking up at the sky, wishing to be those clouds flying in the wide sky, "you don't love me. This is not love. No one hurts when they love someone. And you all hurt me."

You felt his palm over your cheek. You were crying and he wiped off the tears, "y/n...please don't make it hard for us. We love you. It's just you trying to run away and we had to do that to keep you here."

You closed your eyes, holding his wrist tightly, "then don't show me kindness now. Please, don't make it hard for me too. I want to go away...far from here. Somewhere...where I will be free. Please."

"y/n..."

You lifted yourself up, turning your whole body and scooted closer to him, holding his hand and crying in his touch, "please, Hwa. Please...please let me go. I promise...I will give you everything that you want. Whatever you need, I will get it for you but I don't want to stay here."

He shook his head, tears slightly visible but he cleared his throat to act normal, "but I want you, y/n."

"No! don't do this. I know this is crazy but even if I try to hate you then suddenly some of you make me fall for you all over again. But I know this is wrong. This is not how it is supposed to be. I am a bait and you all are the owners and my family owe you something. Right?"

"No, y/n. it's not like that. We love you and you love us. We are just trying to protect you. We want to keep you safe with us."

The same words. The same expressions and feelings. You are tired of this.

"It's better you all kill me."

This is not love, Seonghwa. He knows that very clearly and still he believed that he did nothing wrong. And it's not only that but they all know the truth is.

The obsession.

You removed his hands harshly from you and stood up. He didn't say anything, just his eyes followed your movements. Your knee bumped to the table's corner, you hissed at the pain but didn't stop and ran towards the stairs. Two figures watching the television in the huge living room, soon turned their head towards your running figure at the stairs.

"y/n, don't run. You will hurt yourself.." Mingi's voice echoed in the hall but you cared about it as if nothing and ran fast up the stairs.

Jongho patted his shoulder and sighed, "she hates us."

Mingi shook his head, "I don't think so. She is just afraid but she does not hate us."

"You are just trying to convince yourself."

They all are just convincing themselves and you.

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.

.

"I hate you...I hate my life."

I hate myself like this.

You felt like crying and punching something until everything disappeared in front of you. You looked away from the wall, tears spilling down your cheeks and felt like puking because of the weird smell of the place. Bringing your knees close to the chest, you rested your head on top of it, breaths heaving and vision going blurry. Your head was spinning and thick sweats on your face.

Am I going to die now?

"Hongjoong, we have a problem." Yunho was furious and dashed into the cabin room of the house.

"what?"

Patting San to make him stand up and the latter was visibly annoyed, he replied, "I can't find, y/n. she is nowhere."

Hongjoong massaged his temple, "what do you mean you can't find her? She is somewhere in the house."

"No! she is nowhere."

San scoffed, "if she tried to run away then the guards would have informed us."

The boys weren't worried that you'll get to escape out of the mansion since there were security precautions and guards. But where were you?

You were somewhere with your thoughts --- why it's happening and why are they the ones hurting you like this?

You hated the boys but still you couldn't.

"Then where is she?" Hongjoong slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Yunho. "don't tell me, you helped her to escape and are now making a scene in front of me."

Yunho glared back, "you know damn well that I would never do that."

In the middle of the commotion, Wooyoung threw a file on the table and gestured to Yeosang to keep it on the shelf, "I think I know where she is."

"And, where do you think, Woo?"

A metal door opened, dim lights peeking, leaving the corners dark. The rusty smell and the suffocating atmosphere made San scrunch his nose in disgust, "why are we here?"

His question was answered by Wooyoung calling out your name, "y/n?"

You were laying on the floor, back towards them. You were neither moving or even flinched to the sudden voice. There was not a single sound from you. Hongjoong repeated your name again and still the same response.

Silence.

Before anyone could do anything, Wooyoung stepped forward, blinking and licking his lips, "y/n..." he softly whispered your name before squatting down. He then heard you silently sobbing, clutching a paper in your palm.

Hongjoong stopped Yeosang and signalled him to keep quiet and gestured for him and the other three to move closer to where Wooyoung was sitting. Seonghwa and Yunho quickly approached them but San stood at the doorway, leaning against the door and staring at your lying figure.

Yeosang took the paper when it fell from your grip.

it was you smiling brightly at the camera with eight of them teasing you in school uniform.

"come here, y/n. it's okay." He pulled your limp figure off the floor and brought to his lap, resting your head to his chest and hesitatingly caressed your head. The ones standing near you peaked at your face while the younger one was rocking you. Surprisingly, your weak hands fist Wooyoung's black shirt.

"I'm tired..." they heard your whispers.

Your eyes were closed, your lips were shaking, your eyelashes heavy with stained tears. You are hurt. You were crying. They made you cry. They hurt you.

They gulped and stared at your face.

"No one is going to hurt you, y/n."

No one else.

But they will.

Again.

>>>><<<<

You were sleeping on your arms, resting on the table inside Yeosang's cabin. He sighed before removing strands of hair off from your face. You looked so peaceful and beautiful. You are so innocent and naïve. "I don't know why I did that. I don't know why I'm doing this."

"You know the answer, Yeo."

He looked towards the voice. San stepped inside the cabin with three coffees in his hand.

"we did wrong."

San sat on the other side of you, staring at your sleeping figure, "and we are still doing wrong, Yeosang."

"We have changed."

"no. we haven't." San nodded to himself, "the things we did and we are doing. Its selfish. Although, we had a reason back then, but what about now?"

"She is ours. We can't let her go away."

San sighed, "I don't know how she will react to everything she remembers. Why are we letting her remember everything? It was good that she forgot about us."

Yeosang caressed your head before replying to him, "to know what happened that year when she left us."

You softly groaned and eyes slowly parted, the two beside you stopped their conversation.

"oh gosh! I was sleeping here and you didn't wake me up." You quickly straighten up and brush back your hairs, yet to notice the other presence on your other side.

"It's okay. You looked so peaceful that I couldn't wake you up."

You both smiled at each other when San Spoke up, making your eyes go wide and you turned to your side. He was sitting near to you, so close to you. He noticed you and leaned forward, "how was your sleep during working hours?"

"I'm sorry..."

He raised his hand and you flinched. He licked his lips at your reaction. Was he guilty about something? He shook his head, making you confused, "it's okay. We don't have anything more today."

You hummed, curiously watching him.

"Do you want to go to the rooftop?" San asked.

Yeosang added, "yeah, shall we? Let's spend some time apart from work."

You chuckled, "you are spoiling me."

"and we love to spoil our girl."

San rolled his eyes before standing up and grabbing your hand.

"Let's go before the sunset."

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Three of you stood leaning against the railing, enjoying the view in front from the rooftop. There were no words, just soft smiles, hesitation, curiosity and mysteries. Yeosang's eyes landed onto his side when he noticed San was staring at you already. San's hand raised up to pat your head when he halted because you quickly turned towards Yeosang and spoke up.

He curled his fingers and looked straight towards the city.

"Do you want to go on a trip?"

"a trip?"

You nodded, "yes. To our old hometown where we can enjoy childhood again. To know us more...again."

He licked his lips and glanced at San, who didn't look at his direction but closed his eyes before sighing. Yeosang smiled and nodded, "it's......great. We should plan for it, someday."

"How's the view?" San asked.

You quickly turned around and surprisingly you were smiling. You looked straight towards the city and nodded, "it's beautiful. I come here often with Yunho and Wooyoung because I feel so relieved here."

"You always like the skies. You feel connected to it."

"really? Why?" you were surprised that it was San who was saying so much.

His gaze fell on you, "you feel free and safe."

"That's true. I really feel like that." You looked towards the view of the sun setting and smiled widely.

Both of them stared at you.

Hope and guilt knocking at their heart.

"I have everything and I am safe here with you all."

No, y/n.

You are trapped in an obsession.

The obsession of love...started with friendship and protection.

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If not could I be added luv?

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Sure sure! Babe you can’t be a bother to me. You are just making me happy when you are trying to interact with me. For you I have completed my next chapter for the series to post it today. Clap your hands 👏 yay!

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FRIENDS!? Chapter 11

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Series ML

Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)

Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere

Warning: mention of memories and gaining back memories (nothing much just go with the flow), mention of knife, hostage and crying, fear.

W.C: 3.4k Network: @k-vanity

[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]

Hello, Can we be friends please?

>.<

You were looking around the room and playing with your fingers while humming a song you were listening to on repeat these past days. You glanced at the photo frame across from you --- a large portrait of yours hanging in the middle of the wall. They decorated the room according to your favorite color and everything you liked which they had known when Wooyoung took you to a place to know about your thoughts on the interior planning for your room someday.

Who knew it was going to be real for you?

The pastel shades and warm touches of the light color with the comforting mattress on which you were lying comfortably --- what else could one ever want more? A stable job, caring and loving friends who treat you like a family and a comforting place to stay --- maybe a home. The previous room was actually pretty nice and you loved it so much but the recent one can't be compared to it. The old one seems a casual one to this. This one is like heaven and as if you are really a princess.

What if it's a cage?

If someday you get locked inside and then the comfort would turn into your suffocating boredom. Why are you being paranoid again, y/n?

Or could it be because you're in danger?

It's natural. If you can't remember the missing parts then this is going to be a hard way to accept the good and happiness.

But one thing.

They are helping, caring for you. Being friends with you to stay close with you and living together. Could it mean something else? As if they do all these, maybe they're just trying to keep you close to them for something like losing you will make them lose something important to their work --- or like a plan.

You laid at the bed before closing your eyes to clear your mind off.

You are thinking too much. All negativities. Can't you appreciate them for being such gentlemen? You are their bestfriend --- even more than that. You love Yunho... What is he doing right now?

Your eyes slowly opened and you kept staring at the ceiling. It's good or bad, you can't do anything. You don't have memories of your past like others, you have mysteries which are yet to be discovered.

"I think, I should sleep and then it'll be alright." You mumbled and brought your legs closer and hugged them to stare at the wall sideways. Turning off the light, you sighed and closed your eyes.

You are at a safe place --- a comforting one. You have everything and certainly, you don't want to run away from all these....again. right?

You can't fall asleep. Ugh!

A thud sound of the door jolted your eyes shot open, a large figure of a man entered but you couldn't see the face when he still didn't turn on the lights. The room was dark and you gulped in fear as to who entered the room like a creep. It should be one of the boys. For anyone else, it can't be possible to be here.

"Who are you?" you scooted back towards the cushioned headboard. You quickly moved to the other side when he sat at the bed and reached out to turn on the night lamp.

"How are you?" the soft voice made you sigh in relief. It's him and you are just scared for no reason. You shifted your butt to sit near to him and he patted your head affectionately. A sweet smile appears on his face and reflects on yours too.

"Why are you here? Can't sleep?" you held his hand when he placed his palm on your thigh and nodded."I can't sleep...but I want to." You whispered and played with his fingers.

"Do you want me to stay with you until you fall asleep?" he suddenly asked. You quickly looked at him, eyes shining with hope but yet a flick of nervousness was there. You licked your lips before slowly nodding at him. "lie down for me."

You quickly followed his soft order. Your head again hit the pillow and now you were eagerly watching how he looked around the room before getting closer to you and laid down, resting his elbow to balance his body side facing you. He did notice the little hesitance in you and he pulled you a bit closer to him to rest his palm over your eyes.

"why can't you sleep, pearl?"

Pearl...you love this name.

You didn't answer but getting lost with the feeling of his warm hands on your cold face inside the room. The air conditioner was a bit at a low temperature. You heard a clicking sound. And he placed something on the nightstand.

"Why are you keeping the temperature so low? You are cold and this might make you fall sick." He lightly scolded you and again patted your head but this time you were not closing your eyes, you stared back at him with lots of questions inside your mind.

"Why are you doing this, Yunho?"

His actions halted. Your words seem to affect him in a way but you don't know how.

"Try to sleep, y/n."

You grabbed his wrist when he tried to make your eyes shut and you shook your head. He noticed that you wanted him to reply and until then you were not going to sleep. "what?"

"Just answer me...and then I will sleep."

He bit his lip, brushing your hairs away from the face, caressing your cheek. He managed to look good in his jet black hair. Recently, they all have dyed their hair black than before when they had different shades of color. Even though it was weird to you, they looked good.

Just when you were about to say something again, he spoke up, "I want to do this....for you. For us." His fingers tracing down to your jaw, your lips and he was staring at them. You licked your lips, thinking about the possibility but his words bloomed lightly again. "there's something I want to compensate for."

"what?" you asked quickly. You didn't want to cut the flow. You want to hear from him. you want every detail of your past from him. even if you remember some things --- to say a lot. Then why can't you still remember certain parts?

He sighed, the way he was staring at you as if it's sensitive for him. He looked away and then back to you, " y/n, please don't push me away...please."

"I can't, Yunho." You gave him a little smile. "But you have to tell me everything, okay?"

He nodded, "I will. I will someday but you have to listen to me till the end." He leaned closer to you, his breath fanning over your face when he placed a kiss on your temple, his lips mumbled, "I know you won't forgive me."

You cupped his cheek when he pulled apart a bit to look at you. His face was near to you, so near that he could remember those days spent with you, those nights with you when you were innocent yet promising the love forever and the next moment the anger and fear visible on your innocent face.

He did wrong...a lot.

"Let's rewind the time."

He shook his head, "no. Let's start again."

With that he kissed your lips, hovering on top of you, caging you in his arms and pressing himself on you. Lips moving smoothly with yours and his hands roaming along your body. His every tingling touch and the swift movements of the lips were like a need at the moment. Both of your minds could imagine the past moments between you two but he could see the extension to those but your imagines ended with a void. Something must have happened after that.

His face fell into your crook of the neck and nuzzled his face, leaving kisses all the way, repeating the same actions to the other side. Your breath hitched when he bit your sensitive skin. grabbing his hair tight in your fist, you whimpered, "Yunho...please."

He pulled apart, placing a soft kiss on your lips, "go to sleep, y/n. not now."

"but I still have a lot on my mind."

He nodded, "I know." He laid down beside you, flicking the switch by his side. The curtains moving aside the wide glass window, slowly revealing the night view up from the 16th floor. It was as if everything was shining under the dark blanket of night. It was still in chaos when you were at peace inside the room.

It was beautiful just like your life --- chaotic yet peaceful.

His sudden pull to your hand made you fall on his chest. He chuckled at your shocked expression, guiding you slowly and softly to lay on his chest. His white t-shirt was comfortable to snuggle into, you rested your head to his chest and stared at the city view with him.

You were captivated by the view and he was captivated by you. His hands softly rubbing your back and patting slowly, lulling you to sleep. You smiled and hugged his body.

"y/n.."

You hummed in response while closing your eyes.

"y/n, promise me...if you feel scared or want to run away. Then you will come to me."

You nodded, "I will. I promise you."

"you are not going to leave me again..."

"I won't."

"sleep well."

You were quiet, your even breaths and soft sound leaving your mouth was enough for him to know.

You were asleep.

Just like that day, when you first slept in his embrace after crying for hours...because of them...because of him. He kept stroking your hairs before falling asleep with you in his arms.

"I'm sorry, y/n."

The time with him felt like a sudden pause from the chaos inside your mind. As if you could feel a different world with him. how does he wish it to be real? To be with you somewhere else where the past can't haunt you again.

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"please...don't do this. What have I done to you?"

You sobbed uncontrollably. There was no emotion visible in the front boy. His eyes were cold and actions were harsh. He pushed you inside the room, locking the door behind him. you caressed your wrists, the ropes tied tight earlier made your skin irritated and there was no one to comfort you.

"please..."

"Shut up!"

You flinched at his voice. It was heavy. You have heard this voice several times. You know him. you have talked with him, laughed with him and cried to him, begged him to stop what he was doing. The same situation like the past days is repeating again.

"Please let me go. I want to go home."

The boy chuckled and crouched down in front of you, his face hidden in the darkness of the room. You scooted back, afraid to get a touch from him. His touches are not comforting, they are torturing. He didn't like your actions and harshly pulled you by your ankles, earning a loud cry from you. He took out a knife from his pocket and held it in front of your eyes.

"please...No...it hurts."

He smiled, "it would have not if you have listened to us." Tracing your knees and sliding down the tip of the object and stopping at your tied ankle. You let out a shaky breath, "please stop." The tip was dangerously sharp and could cut your skin in a single move but it didn't. it was at a halt.

"You should not have tried to run away."

You shook your head, tears staining your face, "I don't want to stay here."

"Where do you want to go? Your home? But there's no one. Where is your home? Orphanage or that place from where you are sold to us? Tell me." you stayed quiet and he chuckled. "you can't because neither of those is your home. This place is your home and we are here to keep you safe."

"I am not safe here." He raised a brow at your bold reply.

Titling his head to the side, he looked at you directly, "and why? We are not going to kill you."

"it's better to be dead than staying with you."

He grabbed your jaw harshly and pushed you back against the wall, you winced at the sudden effect, "what have I said before? don't talk back unless you really want to die. I am just keeping you alive because of him." he chuckled, shaking his head, "oh wait...my pretty one has more than him. for them, I am keeping you alive for them or I would have killed you long back."

"Then kill me...please."

"they won't like this and......me too." His gaze flickered to your quivering lips and then back to your eyes. "don't make it hard for me."

In a swift move, he cut the ropes of your ankle and left you alone in the corner. Your scared eyes followed him till his steps stopped at the doorstep, his voice echoed and his back was facing you, "go freshen up. I will tell them to send you food."

"I don't need it." You whispered.

He craned his neck slowly, staring at your scared form in the end of the room, "y/n...get up."

San...

Was it him?

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"wake up." A raspy voice called, causing you to slowly flutter your eyes open. The man in front of you made your eyes go wide. Why is he here? What was that dream? That nightmare? Is it real? His eyes were dark and his voice was stern. Same like that boy in the dream. "you are sleeping for so long. It's already afternoon."

You were about to answer when he suddenly turned around and went towards the table to flick the switch to remove the curtains, the lights slipping inside your room slowly. A warmth of afternoon light surrounded you. A hand extended in front of you. You closed your eyes and gulped.

What was he trying to do in the dream?

Is it just a nightmare?

"why are you closing your eyes?" your eyes opened slowly, getting up quietly and leaning back against the headboard and bringing the comforter close to your body. He again extended his hand and now you noticed a tiny box. "You are having a fever. Take this and then come to the eighth floor."

You said nothing, taking the box from him and nodding slowly.

He walked towards the door and before exiting he spoke up, "and make it quick."

Can he please get out?

The door shut and you sighed in relief. This is not good. The voice, the eyes and his smile. All are exactly the same. It can't be possible. This is your first time getting a nightmare and seeing someone so clearly --- not enough but at least you could distinguish the voice and the physique.

Are you not safe with your friends?

After taking a bath, you got changed into formal attire for the office. You smiled at the mirror and fixed yourself in the mirror. You are provided with everything then why are you feeling as if there should be something wrong.

You stepped out of the room only to be greeted by Yeosang standing there and rubbing his eyes. He caught your lingering gaze on him and quickly smiled, stepping towards you and holding your hand.

"You were waiting for me?"

He nodded, guiding you to the elevator, "I was free so when I found that you were awake I thought to escort you to our cabin."

"Oh I slept too long. I'm sorry."

He shook his head before pressing the button, "it's okay. Seonghwa went to your room last night because you forgot your phone at his cabin after the late-night paperwork and then he found out that you were talking and crying in your sleep. He waited until you fell back to sleep."

"oh...okay."

He was in your room last night then he must have heard you crying because of your nightmares.

Getting inside the elevator, he patted your head, "have you taken the medicine San brought to you?"

You nodded.

You could feel his stares on you, you turned your head to his side, "do you want to say something?"

"Did you have nightmares yesterday?"

You remained quiet.

"Seonghwa said when he checked your fever, you were scared in your sleep. Do you have those nightmares often? What do you see?" His voice was soft but curious.

You turned your head and looked straight towards the door. He shouldn't know about anything. Nobody should know about the nightmares. It's only for you to remember the past. You whispered audible to him, "it's nothing."

He spoke nothing more than that. He didn't know what to ask you more.

The more he would say, the more complicated the situation was going to be.

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.

.

"you better be serious right now, Joong. She is remembering the past. More specifically she is remembering us. The old us. And you are okay with everything?"

Hongjoong abruptly stood from his chair and glared at the man across from the table, "I know what I'm doing, Hwa. Everything is fine. You are worrying for no reason."

The said man scoffed, brushing back his hair in disbelief, "fine? Nothing is fine. Why are we letting her remember all those? And now you are allowing her to go on a trip alone with Star? What if something goes wrong?"

Hongjoong hissed in annoyance and glared back, "please shut up. I have plans for everything. Nothing is going to be wrong. She will be with us till the end. I can't let anyone destroy anything which I have worked for years."

Seonghwa stared at him and licked his lips, "what plans are you talking about?"

"Have you seen her bonding with Jongho and Mingi? Wooyoung?" Hongjoong chuckled, remembering the past incidents and continued, "Yunho?...the things are repeating again like Deja-vu. We can't stop things from happening. Even if we want to change it, it's gonna happen how it should be."

"What do you mean?"

Hongjoong leaned against the desk, "we are going on this trip with her but without letting her know about it. We are going to follow her."

"I don't think it's good. It's better not to allow her."

"Hwa, even if we claim ourselves that we are good and we have changed. Remember we haven't and we can't. the past is repeating again and we should do something real soon."

San stepped towards them, a box in his hand, "who is going to give her this?"

"Of course, you. Yeosang is going to talk with Mr. Kim down the hall so after that it's only possible and she needs to wake up by now. It's already late enough."

San scoffed at Hongjoong, "you think it's good? She will freak out seeing me the first person after she wakes up."

"Then do it nicely."

.

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The elevator stopped at 10th floor, when Wooyoung got inside, he greeted you with a warm hug, "sleepyhead is awake." He noticed your silence, "are you okay?"

You nodded and smiled, "it's just I had some weird dreams and fever so I am still recovering. Don't worry."

He hugged you, exchanging a quick look with Yeosang on your other side. Relaxing in his arms, you broke the silence between you three, "are you all free right now?"

"why? Do you want to do anything or go somewhere?"

You shrugged and quickly remembered something.

"What about we go on a trip someday? We can relive our childhood once again. Going back to the old school and roaming the neighborhood. How cool it will be!"

Wooyoung's grip around you tightened and a hesitant smile appeared on his face. Yeosang coughed and excused himself when you looked between them expectantly.

The younger one combed your hairs with his fingers before smiling, "we need to talk about it with Hongjoong and Seonghwa."

"Why them?" a frown appeared on your face, "if they don't want to go. We can leave them and we six can go all together."

Yeosang's curiosity piqued, "six? Who are they?"

"three of us, and then Yunho, Jongho and Mingi."

Yeosang glanced at Wooyoung and back to you, "and rest?"

The desired floor arrived. Three of you exit the elevator, with Wooyoung leading the way and Yeosang continuing the conversation from earlier.

"I don't know about them. They don't like me."

He shook his head, "No. y/n, it's not like that. They have responsibilities for everything happening around them so they just behave a bit off key sometimes otherwise it's okay." pulling your hand before entering the cabin where others were waiting for them.

"I don't know."

You don't know a lot of things and you need to know more about them.

Are they really hiding something"

But, what? And, moreover, why?

NEXT

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