Maze of Miroh- Chapter 17: Dinner with a bit of Angst
Authors Note:
HELLO LOVES. IM SLEEPY.
Anyways, this is a shorter chapter, but it sets up the highlight of this arc, which Im really excited about. Hope it isnt’ too shit haha.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 16: The “Calm Before the Storm”
The Under
Minho let out a sigh as loud as he could as his head hit the pillow underneath, the muscles throughout his body ached so much that he could almost hear them sigh in related relief. Between his fight with San and the fact that he hadn’t slept in nearly 20 hours left him lifeless.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 15: “Virus B1H7″
Dowoon eyes widened and quickly snatched up the canister in his hand. Minho looked down to notice the older boys hand shaking as he traced the length of the container, a far off look in his eyes.
“Dowoon…do you know what this is?”
Time seemed to move suddenly slower as the young researcher raised his head from the canister eyes wide with dismay.
“I do…and it’s nothing good.”
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 14 “Woojin’s past”
Their walk was…interesting or so to speak.
The tall masked guard-Emo Legolas as Jisung referred to him as pulled Woojin up roughly, ripping Chan’s unconscious body from him, and handling him over to one of the soldiers standing nearby.
Then suddenly he quickly spun back around and pushed them all forward, soldiers taking up on either sides, surrounding them. Minho quietly started to move forward quickly fell in pace with Jisung who was supporting a somewhat injured Woojin.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 12 “Old Memories and New Problems
Minho cracked opened his eyes to the dark lit room surrounding him. His senses were still dulled from just waking up, but the soft lulling snores from Felix’s side of the room could no longer being heard. His roommate must have gone to train early in the morning in order to avoid Woojin’s scolding about being on bed rest.
He knew he should get up and get ready for the day, but after his episode with Jisung last night, Minho had gotten back to his room, falling into the deepest sleep he has ever felt. For the first time in his entire life he didn’t have his sleep disrupted by endless nightmares, faceless shadows. There was no screaming. No dead bodies. And more so than that, he woke up without the immense pressure of despair on his chest that he so often felt.
For the first time in his life he felt better about things.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 11 “Starting Anew”
Authors Note:
This is my longest Chapter to date. Hopefully you like!
“Get back here terrorist!”
The sound of a gunshot whizzed past Minho’s ears but he didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it too long due the half dozen Agents chasing him. The alarm blared overhead as he ran down the empty hallway and his vision flashed red. Minho could feel his lungs burn with the need for air as he ran but he didn’t dare slow down due to the threat behind him.
“Scum!” another voice bellowed. Another Gun shot. “Did you think it would be easy to steal from us!?”
Minho silently cursed at himself for messing up such an easy task. The mission was at risk of failing and he scowled, already hearing the intense tongue lashing he would be getting from a one Han Jisung.
His grip on the foreign object in his hand tightened and he began running faster down the hallway.
It had been 3 weeks since Minho joined SKZ, and needless to say his first mission wasn’t going exactly according to plan.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 10 “The End of a Family”
Hyunjin sprinted up the stairs, his face being overshadowed by his damp hair that fell in front of his eyes. He was being chased. By Dogs. By Agents. He didn’t exactly know, but needless to say things weren’t going exactly according to the plan.
As he reached another level he busted through the door and slammed it shut behind him, falling onto the ground in a heap of panting mess as he reached inside his jacket pocket, pulling out his cell phone.
“Channie hyung….” he breathed after a few more moments. “We have a problem.”
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 9 “Revelations”
Editors note: I stayed up until 2 am to finish this so hopefully you like. I sleep now <3
Minho’s body felt heavy as he trudged on down the darkened hallway. Between the barley healed gunshot wound on his side and the constant running from killer dogs, he wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep off this pain for the rest of his life. But the limping boy next to him, the one who was using him for support to walk stopped him from falling over, and kicked his body into overdrive; Changbin needed him.
Maze of Miroh-Chapter 8 “Derailing from the Plan”
Seungmin grunted as he was pushed forward, a gun hard-pressed on his back. Both he and Hyunjin had been blindfolded as if they didn’t already see all of The Order’s base and they were being escorted somewhere. Seungmin grit his teeth in annoyance. Their guns had been taken away, they were captured by the enemy and had no plan of how they were going to get out of this mess.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 7 “Operation Save Jeongwoo Pt 2″
“What do you mean you lost them!?” Chan harsh growl cut through on the phone.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 6 “Operation Save Jeongwoo Pt 1″
“So Seungminnie” Hyunjin mused from his seat in the corner “What’s the plan?”
All eyes turned towards the red headed boy who adjusted his glasses on his face. “Well to start Hyunjin, you can shut the hell up with that Seungminnie shit. Secondly-“he turned to face the group, eyes hard. “Let’s lay down some ground rules”
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 5
“Questions”
Minho stared down at Jeongwoo’s photograph. His mind was running in circles as he tried to grasp the situation at hand.
He heard a gasp from behind his shoulder, but he did not care one bit who it was at the moment, for all he could do was stare down at the piece of paper and hyperventilate.
“Chan” he could hear Woojin call, presumably on the phone. “It finally happened. Jeongwoo went missing.”
Minho’s eyes widened, and he turned to look at the older boy with his mouth wide with shock. There was a brief moment of silence as Woojin waited on the phone, an inaudible voice on the other line, but Minho watched as Woojin nodded once, his eyes grave as he listened to what was being said by Chan and his mind began to throw so many questions at himself.
Where was Jeongwoo? What happened to him? And how the fuck does Woojin and the others know him?
“Understood” the eldest boy finally said to the other line. “I’ll get us to the rendezvous point…. But Chan…. be careful…” he spoke softly that last part so quietly that if Minho hadn’t been so hooked on the conversation wouldn’t have heard it. Woojin then immediately hung up the phone and turned towards him and Seungmin.
Minho narrowed his eyes, his fists still clutching onto the now rain drenched paper. The eldest boy must have known instantly what was going through Minho’s mind because he closed his eyes and raised a hand in the air.
“Minho listen to m-“
“How do you know about Jeongwoo?” he hissed as he tensed his body up, a weird sense of betrayal stabbing through him.
“That’s not impo-“
“HOW HYUNG!?” Minho yelled, throwing the hood off his face and glaring at the older boy. Woojin stayed still as Seungmin looked around frantically for any nearby strangers who might take interest in a loud mouth felon.
“Not here you idiot!” The red head hissed, pushing both into the nearby alleyway.
Minho did not once broke his intense eye contact with the older boy and Woojin just sighed, running a hand through his wet hair.
“It’s not what you think Minho. We’ve been keeping an eye out for Jeongwoo for a few months now. That’s all.”
“And why were you doing that?”
Seungmin was the one to speak up this time, pushing his way in front of his hyung. “Because we believe he is a Miracle… We knew his Father was one, and Sungjin back then offered them a place to hide away from The Order. But they refused, saying they didn’t want their kids to grow up in hiding. They said they would keep it a secret. Never telling anyone. Sungjin thought they would be okay….but then their bodies were found a month later.” he trailed off, a pained look on his face as he explained. “After Chan took over leadership he had us watch the kids for a few months, but when they showed no signs of being Miracles we backed off.-“
Suddenly a thought hit Minho and he cut Seungmin off
“Is that why Sejeong went missing?”
Minho heard a long, drawn out sigh come from the younger boy and he rubbed his temples in annoyance. “When Sejeong went missing we knew it was The Order, but no matter how many cameras we looked at we couldn’t pinpoint where she went missing. She just…vanished. After that we had Jisung keep a regular watch on Jeongwoo to see if anything or anyone would approach him. Jisung didn’t report anything suspicious to us so this must have happened over the past week when we were too preoccupied with you.”
Seungmin gave Minho a hard look, challenging him “We only knew Jeongwoo by name. We never talked to him, we never bothered him, and we did not drag him into out mess so you can stop with the death glare.”
Minho scoffed, some of his anger subsiding, but not all of it, and he continued to grit his teeth as he looked at them. “Well what a good group of guardians you turned out to be. Jeongwoo still ended up missing!” He looked down the alleyway towards the street, eyes narrowing . “I have to find him.”
Both Seungmin and Woojin grabbed him, pulling him back into the shadows.
“Are you an idiot?” Seungmin hissed at him. “You can’t just go around asking people if they have seen a missing boy.” He flicked Minho on the head hard “Might I remind your tiny brain that you are a wanted criminal!?”
“Seungmin is right” Woojin agreed “You can’t just go around asking people about this. You need to go back to the hideout.”
Minho narrowed his eyes and gave a pained laugh as he glared at them “You expect me to sit around while Felix finds Hyunjae, and now you expect me to sit around yet again and twiddle my thumbs while Jeongwoo is missing? Fuck you both!” he hissed the last part as he ripped his body from their grasp, being significantly stronger than both of them.
“Calm down hot stuff!” Seungmin hissed, stumbling backwards “It’s not like we are just going to leave Jeongwoo to fend for himself!”
“Minho” Woojin warned “Remember what Chan said, you aren’t a member of the group so we can’t guarantee your safety. It would be better if you leave it to us.”
“Bullshit” Minho said “You can’t guarantee my safety even if I was a member and besides since I’m not a member you all literally cannot stop me”
Minho matched Woojin’s intense gaze, neither backing down. “Hyung…” he said quieter, but not void of strength “I’m going…and you can’t stop me.”
Woojin and Seungmin looked at each other, an unspoken conversation passing between the two. Finally with a click of his tongue Woojin pulled out his phone, dialing an unknown number. He placed the phone up to his ear as he and Minho stared at one another, neither breaking eye contact. There was a few moments of silence until Woojin opened his mouth, presumably when the other line answered.
“Jisung? Ah yeah… I just got off the phone with Chan……Yeah we are there… 20 minutes okay?.. See you then.”
Woojin hung up, not breaking the eye contact with Minho but speaking to Seungmin. “Jisung will be here soon…he said to wait for him before doing anything.”
Minho opened his mouth to ask a question but was shut off when Woojin tugged the hood back over his head. “Keep that on until we meet him at the meeting point and MAYBE I’ll let you come along.” he growled softly. Minho’s eyes widened but he nodded and followed behind the two.
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Minho and the others continued to walk down the rain soaked street for another 15 minutes, nobody in sight. Finally movement was caught in the corner of his eye and he turned his head to see a black van speeding down the street near them. The van screeched to a halt right in front of them and the passenger door opened to reveal a rather annoyed looking Jisung. His stupidly beautiful eyes latching onto his own.
“What the hell is he doing here hyung?”
The question was directed at Woojin, but Jisung stared right at Minho as he spoke them. Minho, rather done with this brat scoffed at him while rolling his eyes “Seriously? You guys have black criminal van? You couldn’t look any more suspicious even if you tired.”
The three of them scrambled into the back of the van. Minho’s jaw opened slightly as he scanned the rows of computer monitors that were hooked up. The inside walls were protected with what Minho could only guess as bullet proof metal. And he found himself oddly impressed.
Eye catching or not, if you wanted to overthrow a government this was the van to have.
“The Order doesn’t see it.” Seungmin explained, while sitting down at a desk with a giant monitor up front. He pointed towards a black box hiding in the corner, not tearing his eyes from the screen. “It was one of the last gifts my brother made for us before…..” He shook his head, clicking on a bunch of random files “It interferes with all The Order’s security cameras so the van appears basically invisible to their scanners.”
Minho whistled, sitting down on a vacant chair “That’s handy I guess.”
He watched with intrigued eyes as Jisung sat down next to Seungmin in what he presumed to be the master computer chair. Seungmin was looking at the monitors for a brief moment longer before turning towards Jisung. ”Any word?”
Jisung ran his hand through his hair, frustration apparent in his posture. “Nothing. The last time I saw Jeongwoo on my camera was when he was saying goodbye to idiot over there and his boyfriend.”
Jisung’s words registered in Minho’s mind, and he stood back up, his gaze narrowing. “You’ve been spying on my and Hyunjae!?”
Jisung scoffed at him “Don’t flatter yourself pretty boy. It was only because you were so close with Jeongwoo.”
Seungmin ignored the bickering duo and continued to stare closely at the computer screen. Watching as Jeongwoo’s figure appears on one camera, walking off screen, seemingly vanishing as he doesn’t appear on any others. He pointed towards a single screen. “Jisung what day is this from.”
Jisung tore his gaze from Minho looking at the screen in question. “Last Monday. Approximately 9:03 am. Why?
Seungmin sat back down in his chair, a hand on his chin as he was in deep thought. Suddenly he turned his chair towards Minho, eyes still unfocused. “So that means you and your friend were the last people to talk to him. What did he say to you?”
Minho narrowed his eyes, trying to think back to his last conversation with the boy. His heart ached as he realized how far away it seemed, when in reality it had only been a week. So much had happened since then and now both Jeongwoo and Hyunjae were suffering because of it. He could feel the whole vans gaze on him and he tried to focus back in and think even harder.
“He said he was going out to look for his sister. He has been looking for her every day. H-He said someone gave him a tip…said they saw Sejeong recently and he was gonna help Jeongwoo find her”
“Well that’s bullshit” Jisung said, not looking away from the screen as he clicked on a few more keys. “Sejeong has not been seen on my cameras since she went missing. So whoever that person was, was obviously lying….probably a ploy to get Jeongwoo alone.” He said the last part, turning his chair to face a rather horror stricken Minho, his eyes widening in realization.
“Oh god I shouldn’t have let him gone alone…. I should have gone-“
“You know you couldn’t have”
The van was deadly quiet. Seungmin too deep in thought as he gazed at the screens while Woojin was quietly tapping on his phone in urgency. .
This left Minho and Jisung to have their own private conversation it would seem as both boys looked at one another. There was genuine empathy written on the younger boy’s face which lasted all of one second before melting back to his hardened persona. Jisung’s words had struck a chord within him though, they held a softness to them compared to that of his ever hardening gaze and Minho found himself looking at the younger boy, genuine fear on his face.
“W-Will he end up just like his parents?” his eyes glistening with unspoken tears as he asked the question. Jisung didn’t answer at first, just staring at him, eyes unreadable. Finally after a few more moments he sniffed, turning back towards the monitors.
“Not if I have anything to say about it”
“If I am right” Seungmin spoke up suddenly “Jeongwoo is seen leaving here…” he paused, lifting his hand and pointing towards a monitor. Minho followed his gaze his heart lurching as he saw the 8 bit quality picture of his dear friend skipping with a giant smile plastered on his face “He then should be seen on this camera here.” Seungmin concluding, pointing his finger to the destination. Minho squinted his eyes as he looked at the monitor in question but sure enough did not see the happy skipping boy continue down his path.
“What does that mean?” he asked, eyes glued to the screen.
“It means” Seungmin sighed darkly, running a hand through his hair, rather frustrated “That either the boy can vanish into thin air, or the video file is corrupted.”
There was silence in the van as they all collectively tried to think of a solution. Suddenly Seungmin turned towards Jisung, snapping his fingers. “Jisung, if The Order messed with the camera footage on this camera specifically how long would it take you to get the original file?”
Minho watched as Jisung’s own eyes widened in realization. “AHHHH….” He gave Seungmin a toothy grin, his eyes turning into smiles.
Minho felt his heart skip a beat.
The Older boy turned to Woojin, his brain obviously not following the younger two. Woojin nodded seemingly understanding the confusion. “Seungmin is suggesting that maybe The Order tampered with the cities footage so say people like us,” he gestured to the lot of them “Wouldn’t be able to track him down.”
Minho nodded, understanding a bit more now. He placed a hand on his chin obviously thinking. “That would explain why you guys couldn’t find Sejeong…..”
“And it explains why we haven’t found the others.” Seungmin slapped the top of his forehead with his own hand in disbelief. “I can’t believe how incredibly stupid I am for not thinking of that sooner.”
“You and me both pal.” Jisung turned towards the keyboard, cracking his knuckles together “But The Order is underestimating me and my skills and that bothers me…..” Soon Minho watched with widened eyes as the young hacker began to clack on the keyboard ridiculously fast, never blinking.
Movement in the corner of his eyes caught Minho’s attention however and he turned and let out an audible gasp.
The van’s windshield Minho realized was one sided. He was able to look out on the street from inside, but those outside could not see what was happening within. This is what allowed him to see a rather familiar face peering within the van’s walls, obviously looking for something. Minho’s eyes flashed towards the other, but as they were so engrossed in what Jisung was doing that they didn’t even notice Minho slip out, back out in the pouring rain.
He gazed at the newcomer, his eyes close to tears and he choked back a sob.
“Minho? Is that really you?” the stranger asked, her voice frail and muffled by the storm.
“Grandma Yoo...” he let out a muffled cry, rushing the few feet forward, latching himself on the older woman.
Mrs. Yoo, better known as Grandma Yoo was the closest thing he and the other boys had to a mother. As a childless widow, she took care of all 3 boys, finding them on the streets, giving them food and shelter and most important a home. Minho found himself in her embrace after his parents died 8 years ago. He was only 13 and couldn’t fend for himself. He doesn’t remember how he got there or how Grandma Yoo found him. He just woke up in her apartment one morning. And she told him he could stay there for as long as he would like.
They found Hyunjae not long after that, his own parents and grandparents dead from a building collapse. The 2 boys clicked almost immediately, and with someone like Grandma Yoo at their side taking care of them they didn’t have a care in the world. Everyone loved Grandma Yoo….even if she was a terrible cook.
Minho found himself nuzzling his face into her shoulder, breathing in her warm, familiar scent. “I never thought I would see you again…” he murmured. He stayed like that for a few more moments before realization hit him. He was a wanted Criminal. She was a citizen of The Order. If she believed the news reports, she could report seeing him and all would be lost.
But his fear was washed away when he felt frail arms encircled him, reciprocating his hug. Minho opened his mouth trying to think of the worlds he so wanted to say. But in the end, all that came out of his mouth were choked sobs, as the wave of the week finally weighed down on him.
“G…Grandma….I can explain…” he hiccupped and sniffed his way through his sentence but stopped trying to speak when he felt her hand rub up and down his back, trying to quiet his sobs.
“It’s okay Minho.” She soothed “I know you are innocent.”
“Y-You do?” he said while sniffing
“Of course I do honey. He explained everything to me. Told me what happened in the factory that day…. Even told me that if I ever saw a black van to go up to it because you would be here….”
Wait. What?
Minho froze, pulling back slightly to look at her with narrowed eyes “Who told you this?”
“Hyunjae”
Minho stood there like an idiot as his who body tended. He could barely hear the rain over the pounding of his heart as he contemplated her words. He couldn’t have heard her correctly….could he!
“What did you just say?” he pulled back away from her completely, his eyes wide with unknown fear. Grandma Yoo seemed taken aback by Minho’s reaction and she took a step towards him. “Hyunjae told me everything….oh boy I was so happy when I saw him. That day…the day the factory blew up….I was so worried about you boys….I couldn’t even sleep. But when he returned home the next day and assured me you were alive I couldn’t help by cry out in relief-“
She was speaking, but her words were no longer reaching Minho’s ears as he stumbled backwards, using the vans door as a brace for keeping him upright.
What did this all mean?
Hyunjae was alright? Where was he? How did he know about the groups van? If he knew he would be here why didn’t he just come himself?
“H-Hyunjae hyung…. Is okay?” he voice was so quiet, so frail, like he didn’t believe his own words. Grandma Yoo looked at him, a sad smile gracing her lips. “I thought you knew…..I asked him if he wanted me to relay anything to you, but all he did was give me this envelope to give to you and told me that you would be looking for this. He also told me that you have to keep this a secret from your buddies.... Whatever that means…..”
Minho’s stomach churned. Uneasiness settling in his belly. What was happening? Was Hyunjae really okay? Is this The Order tricking him? Why couldn’t he tell Felix and the others? His brain began racing a mile a minute as he took hold of the small manilla envelope that Grandma Yoo was offering him. His hand was shaking so badly that he almost dropped it.
“Minho?” he heard a voice call and turned to see Woojin exiting out the passenger side door. The older boy froze as he locked eyes with Grandma Yoo, his face morphin that into distrust. The smaller, frail woman laughed, raising a hand in peace. “Don’t you worry. I’m not going to report you boys.”
Woojin eyed her, walking closer to Minho. “You won’t?”
She shook her head and pulled back her raincoat to show a small pin buttoned into her shirt. The shape was that of a lion, the very symbol for S-K-Z. Woojin gasped, bowing his head in immediate respect. Yoo’s eyes looked fondly at him, a smile on her face. “Wherever you boys go…you will find friends willing to help you. Remember that.”
Woojin nodded, bringing his head back up.
She placed a hand on Minho’s cheek, who was still frozen from the information he was given. “You boys are all so brave….” She trailed off turning towards Woojin. “Take care of one another.”
“We will.” He swore.
“I have to go Minho…” she said turning back towards him, her voice soft. “But don’t forget about me okay? Don’t forget about the good times we all had. I love you”
Minho’s head snapped back up, looking at her with seriousness in his gaze. Before he could open his mouth to respond she took her small hand away and walked away vanishing into the downpour of the storm.
“What did she want?”
Woojin’s question hit Minho’s ears but his mouth did not comply with an answer. Instead he just stared back, his gaze unreadable. No matter how grateful he was to these guys who helped him if his hyung asked him not say anything then he wouldn’t. He clutched the small envelope in his hand even tighter. The two older boys climbed back into the van to hear Jisung and Seungmin’s excited chatter.
“Oh Woojin hyung!” Jisung sat up excited “We did it! We found where they took Jeongwoo!”
Minho perked up, waking back up to current situation at hand. Hyunjae hyung aside he needed to find Jeongwoo. Then they could look for Hyunjae together.
“Excellent Jisungie. I’ll call Chan and we can set up a plan”
“Already did it” Seungmin said, still clacking away at the keyboard. “He is sending us backup and said that I’m in charge for this mission.”
“Did something come up?” Woojin asked genuinely concerned. Seungmin just shrugged him off with a wave of his shoulders. “He wouldn’t say but he said he is being safe and that I quote “Tell Woojin hyung not to worry about me and to be careful. Funny enough he didn’t share the same concern about the rest of us”
Jisung snorted, rolling back in his chair while Woojin just blushed madly and smacked the younger over the head.
“Hey!” Seungmin exclaimed while rubbing his head and throwing the older boy a look of annoyance. “I told him about Minho insistence on helping us. He begrudgingly allowed it but said that if anyone gets hurt while protecting him he will personally hurt him.
Minho gulped.
“Alright then. Let’s take off!” Jisung yelled, hopping into the driver’s seat.
They drove for what felt like 20 minutes before coming up to an abandon street. All the stores in sight had signs that read ‘Closed forever’ and not a soul stirred, other than two mysterious figures standing at the mouth of an alleyway.
“Looks like our back up beat us here” Seungmin mused.
Minho squinted his eyes as the van pulled up to a stop alongside them. He jumped as the back door to the van shot open and both Hyunjin and Changbin stepped inside. The shorter boy scoffed as he locked eyes with Minho but turned to Seungmin without saying anything. He offered the younger boy one of his guns.
“We all good to go?”
Seungmin took hold of the gun and strapping it to his waist and turning towards the rest of the party.
“We are indeed.”
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Maze of Miroh- Chapter 4 “Their Reason”
Authors note:
A lot goes down in this chapter explanation wise. Why they fight, etc. If you have any questions ask me! I’m worried it might not make sense haha
Minho wiped the giant droplet of rain that fell on his cheek. A few hours past from his previous conversation with Chan and the others, Minho now found himself walking down an abandoned street with Woojin and Seungmin on either side of him. Both of them were having their own conversation, something about who was going to do the dishes when they got back but honestly he could care less.
His brain was too preoccupied with his current situation.
Maze of Miroh- Chapter 3 Introductions Pt.2
“What the hell is your problem?!”
Minho’s eyes widened as he was now fully awake from his nightmare. He stared down at the strange boy, trying to grasp what had happened. He opened his mouth, ready to apologize, but as he went to do so, he found it going dry. His mind was still racing from his rather vivid dream and now suddenly he was on top of a random stranger.
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Hey guys! I’m working on the newest chapter of “Maze of Miroh” and it is turning into a giant monster of a chapter. I’m at 4000 words, and it’s probably not even halfway over. I could separate it into two chapter buts I realy feel like it all needs to go into one.
So needless to say Im gonna keep working on it, but I gotta leave for work soon so I hope to have it up this weekend. (Im seeing Avengers tonight haha oops)
Anyways I promised an update yesterday but due to depression it didnt happen lol.
So here is a bit of a snip bit from the chapter that will come as soon as possible:
“Yeah Binnie” Chan echoed the warning, half teasing, half serious. He turned to Minho, an apologetic look on his face as Changbin grumbled back in his seat. “Sorry about him. Let me introduce you to everyone.” He waved a hand starting at Jeongin who Minho just realized had walked into the room. “That’s Jeongin, he is our residential caretaker and worldwide cutie.”
“I think the more appropriate term is your Maid Channie hyung” Jeongin retorted. The boy gave a glare, but Minho saw the fond glint in his eye, he then smiled in his direction, waving a hand “We already met, but nice to meet you again Minho hyung!”
Minho smiled warmly in response, waving back.
“Mr. Grumpy here” Chan stared again waving towards Jisung who hadn’t said anything since his outburst “Is Jisung. If you couldn’t tell, he is our tech guy. He likes computers more than people.”
“Oh sure, let’s just tell the spy all of our secrets” Changbin muttered. “While you are at it Chan you can give him the code to the door.”
Chan continued down the line, ignoring him. “Next is Woojin. He is our doctor here. Obviously you know Felix.” He said waving over the freckled boy. “The loud mouth next to him is Changbin if you haven’t guessed already. He is our weapons specialist”
“That means I can kill you with ease got it?”
“When he’s not struggling to reach the 3rd shelve in the bathroom that is”
Changbin snarled “I’ll knock your kneecaps in Seungmin”
“Don’t you hurt him!” the black haired next to Seungmin said holding up an arm to separate the two boys. He turned and waved happily at Minho “Hiya! The names Hyunjin!”
Minho waved softly back. “Hyunjin here is our chemicals expert” Chan said. “And a sharp eye I might add” The boy covered his face in slight embarrassment while Seungmin next to him snorted “Don’t inflate this idiots head even more hyung. It may burst.”
Hyunjin took his hands off and looked at Seungmin with a smirk “Would you miss me then?”
Minho caught onto the flirtatious tone Hyunjin was using almost immediately, but if Seungmin caught it he made no notion to it and rather ignored the boy next to him. “As if.” He scoffed “I’ll just be more upset because that will mean Felix will try and play scientist again and I don’t feel like getting blown up anytime soon.”
“Hey it was one time!”