[ silence ] sender lays a finger over their lips, telling receiver to stay quiet
"don't tell me toâ" shush was, of course, going to be the last word of that sentence, but considering the pointed look he received with his mouth opening alone, he could take the hint that it was actually time to shut the hell up. his brows furrowed as he looked at ares, settling back against the wall that the other man had pushed him against, wondering why the hell they were playing freeze in the middle of the hallway of their own home.
then came the quiet footsteps.
seunggi's brows furrowed even more, confused as to who was in their home and why and why they would just help themselves inââ so, yeah, it became pretty clear pretty fast why ares was so on edge so suddenly. it was also safe to say that seunggi was about ten steps behind, but he was trying very hard to catch up as quickly as he could.
he could hear the thought behind each footstep, each one hitting the floor with intention, clearly looking for another sign of life. for what reason, he wasn't sure, but they'd been through enough that he could only assume it was malicious.
his hand fell to squeeze at one of ares', tugging gently in the hopes of getting his attention. 'what do you want to do?' he mouthed, his eyes scanning ares' face in concern. they were much more capable than most, so their possibilities were a little bit endless, but it all came down to what ares wanted to do. 'i trust you â tell me.'














