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💗: 9. “Sleep over? Please?”

“Ah,” Spencer smiles, because, as always, he is outwardly warm, kind, nothing but well-intentioned even when faced with what could be considered temptation under any other circumstances.

Perhaps he should have foreseen this. This was his life before The Crow’s Nest, before Jihoon. There was a time he would have stayed over at the drop of a hat, at the smallest, wordless request. There was no denying the objective appeal of the other male, and though Spencer sees only the good in people, there is the ominous threat that he doesn’t see, of something darker and more covetous under Hyuk’s skin, something that might wrap itself around him and try to pull him away from another pair of ferociously possessive hands until he’s torn in half down the middle.

But Spencer is not tempted. The time he spent with Hyuk was friendly, certainly, warm, as he is always, but platonic. Was it a moment of naivety on Spencer’s part? Or perhaps a subconscious test of his will, as if subjecting himself to a masochistic display of putting an obstacle between himself and Jihoon, just to feel how much he aches for what isn’t there, even when he has all the power to remedy the absence. Maybe it’s the relief he craves, the relief he’ll feel when he crawls into a bed at the end of the day with the only person he wants to sleep next to, the relief of no more cold sheets in the morning, of living in the arms he very nearly died in. There is not, it seems, a temptation that exists that could take him away from that, no matter how appealing.

“I can’t,” he admits, almost apologetically, but not because he wants to stay, and not because he is guilty of anything scandalous. He is sorry, however, sorry for the misunderstanding that is undoubtedly his fault, for having to leave Hyuk prematurely, so as not to exacerbate the situation further. 

He stands, puts pointed space between them, smiles a crooked grin and taps the spot on his abdomen where the scar of a sewn up bullet wound is hidden under the fabric of his shirt, managing to find humor, even in this.

The question came out of nowhere, could you even call it a question? it felt more like begging. ‘Sleep over? Please?” that was what he had asked, pleaded. It was weird for Hyuk to ask such a question, it felt weird, and in some ways Hyuk wished he could take his words back, regret them, in another way? In another way he wanted to ask again, beg again for the other to stay over. The stay with Spencer had been more than pleasant for Hyuk, he had enjoyed the other’s company, and it was rare Hyuk would invite other’s over, but yet he had still invited the other over, he had some weird kind of trust in the other. He didn’t mean much by wanting the other to stay over, he just didn’t want to be alone for the night, feel empty for another night, cry with his dog for another night, feel the window and and want to jump out of it, for another night. He just wanted this single night to be different from the other’s, and he was sure that if Spencer staid over then it would be different, then he wouldn’t have all those thoughts and all that pain.

So there was an obvious sign of desperation in his voice, because the other’s company in his eyes was much needed, more than just much needed. 

Hyuk could probably ask a thousand others to stay over, he knew a thousand others who wanted to stay over, they were all just one call away, but they all weren’t like Spencer, Hyuk didn’t trust them or like them like Spencer. Furthermore all those people probably wanted one specific thing from Hyuk, and that was sex, and for just one day Hyuk wanted to do something else than sell his body, what he really wanted? Was a normal day, no body selling, no killing, no crying, but a day like the days before he lost his sight, and he was more than sure Spencer could give him that. And then it hit him, the ‘I cant’ and suddenly something in Hyuk broke, suddenly a rush of sadness hit him. “Spencer…” desperation still in his voice.

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BE CAREFUL OUT THERE, JI HYUK .

He was born on AUGUST 12TH, 1997 as JI HYUK, but you might know him as PUPPY. This twenty-two-year-old is a PROSTITUTE, HITMAN and MASSEUR. His allegiance lies with LYNX.

Hyunwoo was suddenly positive that the whole maze had to be motion sensor rigged; the last scare confirming his quiet suspicions.  Meaning that no matter how close Sohee (or Doyoung) huddled, there was no escaping the inevitable - especially with the five of them.

But Hyunwoo decided to keep this information to himself, letting the dark hide his broad smile as he looked around the room, wondering what other props he could set off.

“A little bit of adrenaline is good for you,” he chirped in after Doyoung spoke, shooting the slightly taller man a wink of support.

“It helps focus your brain when you’re trapped in highly dangerous situations,” he teased mercilessly, not at all minding the way Sohee stomped on his foot for his awful choice of words.  Teasing the group’s scaredy cats was quickly becoming the highlight of his night and a little measure of pain wasn’t going to detract from that in the slightest.

“Trust me, I’m actually a doctor, so I know what I’m talking about,” he blithely added before calling out to Vision as he tugged Doyoung and Sohee towards the plasma ball eerily lighting up a corner of the classroom.

Not wasting any time, he placed a hand on its cool surface, his hairs standing on end as he encouraged the rest to do the same - all their faces illuminated in shadow as they leaned in close.

“Are we all ready for the next stop?  I have a feeling it’s only gonna get worse from here,” he said in a low voice, eyebrows wiggling as he faced each of them in turn.

Miteum had definitely already figured out who were the scaredy-cats and who weren’t the scaredy cats in this group. Hyunwoo a lot of the time seemed rather busy with teasing either Sohee or Doyoung (or both), and Vision seemed to be more fascinated by all this than he was scared, perhaps Vision wasn’t scared at all because he had seen (and smelled) dead bodies before, when you’re in a gang you get to see surprisingly much of that (Miteum of course, has never seen a dead body while in Hydrus). So by time he got more and more happy that he had joined this event, he seemed to surprisingly both make friends, and his dog seemed to enjoy it, not that Vision was too much of a help in this maze though. He had earlier gotten told it was dark (which made very much sense, because it wouldn’t be very scary if the lights were turned on), and Vision also constantly got distracted, perhaps Miteum had actually done better here without Vision. Still, it was nice having Vision with him.

A doctor Miteum repeated in his head, maybe that was why Hyunwoo wasn’t very scared, on an island like this you must see a lot of stuff. Miteum would like to know how many gunshot injuries Hyunwoo has treated, and how many of them have been from one of Miteum’s fellow Hydrus member. 

For a little time Miteum didn’t really understand what was going on, Vision got called by somebody else, and suddenly his dog wasn’t beside him anymore. As earlier said, how much was this dog actually to use on this trip? “Vision” Miteum calls out as Hyunwoo asks if they’re ready for their next stop. As much as Miteum probably could get through this maze without Vision, he’d prefer either his dog or somebody beside him so he wouldn’t get completely lost or suddenly bump into something and hurt himself. 

“Worse and worse, I feel like it hasn’t been too bad. Has it even begun?”

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Hyunwoo jumped as a scream from right next to him drowned out everything else, nearly losing his footing as Sohee rushed past him in her haste to escape the reaper as she left them all behind to their untimely fate.

Not caring an ounce for propriety, he broke out into a loud laugh, no doubt startling Doyoung who was standing directly in front of him as he heard Sohee curse him from the classroom she’d taken refuge in.

Laughing even harder as the young woman promised all sorts of bodily harm if they all didn’t hurry up - for once forgetting that he was sort of her boss, he casually hooked his arm through Doyoung’s arm, dragging him along with him as Vision once again picked up the pace and lead them into the first classroom.

“To answer your question, Sohee’s here because she’s a closeted masochist,” he teased as the med student punched his shoulder before taking her spot to his left, quickly explaining that she was here to support some classmates that had organized the event.

“Although I’m ready to give this place a 5 star review,” Hyunwoo continued as they all carefully walked the length of the classroom - the pale moonlight streaming through the partly boarded up windows serving as their guide.

“I think those are actual preserved animal remains in those jars,” he said, whistling under his breath as he leaned in to inspect the jars lining a cobwebbed covered bookshelf.

And now Miteum really asked himself, how good of an idea had this been? For sure all these people didn’t seem boring, they had two scaredy-cats, and someone who was all up for laughing at the two scaredy-cats, but Miteum here, he barely understood what the hell was going on. Why in the world were somebody screaming? What had happened? For a second in his mind he joked about that they had seen a dead body, but that seemed impossible, and the joke wasn’t even that funny so he quickly forgot the thought.

Miteum let out a laugh with the fellow buddy Hyunwoo as the girl started threatening body harm, perhaps, maybe just perhaps this group would actually come out as friends, Miteum could see himself wanting to meet the others again. So far their night had only gone calmy, and had been fun. The moment Miteum had somewhat calmed down his laughter he heard Hyunwoo call Sohee a masochist, and he let out another laugh, an unexpected comment that was. “Really?” he asked just to tease the female. 

Miteum ran another hand over Vision’s fur as Hyunwoo explained what was in the room, not that it bothered him much there were jars filled with preserved animal remains, he wasn’t able to see them, and he would really admit that this school didn’t look too good, however he had been at places that smelled worse. Was there actual animals in that jar then Vision would probably get happy (happy as in; he would smell ‘’food’’), and suddenly the jars were actual to Miteum’s concern. “Vision” he quietly whispered as he got closer to his dog to make sure Vision wouldn’t run off. 

“Doyoung? Are you enjoying this” he decided to ask the male, they seemed to be a scaredy-cat, so perhaps it was more so just to slightly tease the male. 

“It’s starting to look like a mad scientist’s lab gone wrong here,” he continued as a body strewn across one of the lab tabletops suddenly shot up with a howl.

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“I’ll make sure Vision doesn’t run off with some poor skeleton’s leg,” Hyunwoo promised on a laugh as he followed after Vision and Miteum as they all entered the maze.

Blinking owlishly as his own vision went black, Hyunwoo momentarily slowed his pace, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkened corridors of the university.  Almost immediately, he was confronted by the cold chill in the air - the hairs on the back of his neck already on end as he huddled into his long coat.

He was suddenly grateful that he had listened to Sohee after all and decided to dress up.  Maybe his choice to go as a police detective had been a bit bland -especially since his outfit consisted of a fake toy badge, a long black coat and the one tie that he owned - but at the moment he was grateful for the extra protection.

“They’ve really gone all out,” he commented, voice dropping to a bit of a whisper as they all headed towards a flickering red light that signalled the first stop of the evening; for the first time noticing the heavy fog rolling down the empty hallway.

Miteum laughs shortly as two of the others promise to help make sure Vision won’t run off with a fake skeleton bone, Miteum wonders why his dog is always so busy, it’s not like Miteum doesn’t give his dog enough food, in fact maybe he sometimes feeds his dear Vision too much. His kitchen is often filled with more dog food than it’s filled with human food, oh my, even that he hadn’t realized before today. How weird, he knows surprisingly little about himself.

‘They’ve really gone all out’, Miteum turns his head as what sounds to be Hyunwoo speaks, Miteum wouldn’t know if that is true or not, he can’t really see how much effort they’ve put into this. But if they have put a lot of effort into this, then that’s nice, there’s always so much gang activity and death on this island, it’d be nice for once for people to come together like this without no bad thing happening.

“They have?” he asks. A small smile forms on Miteum’s lips as someone explains that their happened something with the light and that there is fog, Miteum wouldn’t have known unless somebody explained. And despite he knows that the stranger probably didn’t explain for him, it’s still nice. “Mind me asking, but why did you guys show up? Especially you Doyoung and Sohee? If you two get scared easily then this doesn’t sound like a pleasant event for you two”

the more he talks, the angrier venom gets and with how the situation is playing out, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to go home in an at least decent mood. but in his defense, he couldn’t help it because of what miteum was saying to him. how could he say all of this? as if he would be able to get venom to think differently? no matter what he says, his thoughts will forever remain on how this man stands a traitor to even go to hydrus after all of this. he might not be very fond of the police department, but that doesn’t excuse the bullshit coming from his mouth.

“are you even listening to yourself right now?” he asks. he laughs because he just finds this whole entire situation unbelievable. “you, out of all people, have no right to determine who is innocent and who is not on this shithole of a place. you have the audacity to even tell me that people who are just doing their fucking job deserve to fucking die.” his voice raises as he continues to speak. “and not even just those people, but people who loved them. did they deserve to suffer because people were doing their job?! huh?!”

he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes for a second, feeling his breath hit his face as it reflects the mask. “you had every opportunity to not choose this life, but you chose it anyway,” he says, returning to his normal volume, coldness still in his voice. “you had the choice to not have to fuck said old men and women, but you did anyway.” he tilts his head. “why? just so you can flip the bird at cops? just so that you can feel like you’re somehow superior to them because you’re part of some notorious gang? because just the fact that you’re in hydrus puts fuckingblood on your hands. are you fucking proud of that?”

TW: strong language

He runs a hand over Vision’s fur, perhaps that can calm him down, because damn is he angry right now, furious, really just wishing he could punch the other, but he can’t, not unless they stand right in front of him, stand completely still and tell him to punch them, because that’s the life he lives, he can’t even punch this fucking douchebag. He could send Vision after the other dude, make Vision bite him, but he’s scared that the fucker might hurt Vision, something which he highly does not want. He sucks in cold air through his teeth, runs his hand over his own hair and then shakes his head slightly. “Then who?! Who the fuck decides who deserves to live and die? If you want to fucking live then move, get away from Myeongcho Island, anybody knows that if you’re on this island then there’s no “they didn’t deserve to die”, it’s just fucking “another person is dead””.

He sucks in a breath, runs a hand over Vision’s fur again and then continues “you tell me then? Who deserves to die and live on this shit island, what determines whether a person is allowed to live or not?” he turns around tired, takes a sip of his bottle of water and runs his hand over Vision’s fur tightly, damn not even Vision can calm him down.

“Vision, huh?,” Hyunwoo asked, smiling down at the dog that was quietly sitting by his owner’s feet, seemingly unimpressed by all the chatter and the wide array of costume goers flitting about around them.

“We might have to vote him our fearless leader then because I know Sohee here,” and he gave his companion a small smile as she shyly waved to everyone in lieu of an introduction, “is a bit of a chicken.”  He ignored her huff as he laughed, especially since the MU student didn’t actually contradict his statement.

“And while I don’t mind being scared, I make no promises that I won’t end up laughing when we all scream,” he added, his smile growing as he met the gaze of the guy who’d spoken last, already suspecting that the other man was a jumper.

“I’m Hyunwoo by the way,” he introduced himself as they all shuffled forward, the attendant letting them know that it was their turn next.

Miteum nodded slightly at the other’s words. Vision. Is the name stupid? Is it cute? Miteum still has yet to figure that one out. The reason for the name is quite obvious, Vision literally means that his dog is his Vision, because his dog is often the one to guide him. Miteum got Vision not too long after he became blind, in the beginning he had trouble choosing a name, but then he finally settled on the obvious; Vision.

Miteum chuckles slightly as the stranger calls someone with the name ‘Sohee’ a chicken, he didn’t really care that much, this chicken hadn’t spoken a word, so as far as Miteum knew, she could be an imaginary friend, and as if he would really make friends with these people. Despite Miteum slightly wanting to make friends, he knows he’s not good at it, and he doesn’t think being in this ‘haunted house’ will help them much with becoming closer. “I don’t know if making Vision our leader is a good idea, he’s probably gonna be too busy trying to eat everything to care about us”, Miteum chuckles shortly, once again running a hand over his dog’s fur. “That reminds me, could you guys help me make sure Vision doesn’t try to eat anything?”

Miteum turns his head in the direction of the voice who just spoke, somebody who in a way admitted they were a bit of a scaredy-cat. “You and Sohee can hide behind me or Vision if you want, I don’t think either of us will find this very scary as I said earlier”.

@mimiteum & @doyoungmi

Hyunwoo was excited.  And that was probably the understatement of the year because he personally lived for Halloween.  It might’ve not appeared that way to anyone who’d seen the doctor in the past few weeks considering he hadn’t been able to participate in any of the events throughout the month.  But he’d made a promise to himself that he’d at least try and get out of the clinic on Halloween night.  

Well, that and he’d promised one of his volunteer assistants as well.  He hadn’t been able to say no when Sohee came by the clinic waving a flyer promoting the haunted maze at her university.  

It hadn’t taken much to convince him as the girl prattled on about all the different rooms and scares that her friends had orchestrated.  As a kid he’d always loved them - laughing after each jump scare that sent his heart racing before stumbling out of the maze, absolutely breathless from the adrenaline rush.

So that’s how he found himself in line with Sohee, two other guys, and a very adorable dog as they all impatiently waited for their turn.  

“So, be honest with me guys,” he asked, trying to break the ice, “anyone here a scaredy cat?”

Did Miteum want to be here? Partly yes, partly no. He was quite busy, like always, something he had noticed recently, he was actually always busy, never having the time to hang out with anybody. Back in the MPD he had been busy too, but at least he had friends in the MPD, now in Hydrus he doesn’t have many of that. And he hadn’t really noticed he hadn’t been hanging out with people lately until he visited his parents and his mom pointed out that he never had time for them anymore, and when she asked why, he had just answered his masseur business was busy, something she didn’t believe too much. No she had set her mind on that he was starting to never leave his house, and thus she had basically forced him to join this event.

Halloween had never been Miteum’s favorite part of the year, he mostly just found it kind of stupid, why did anybody need a whole day to scare each other? As a child he had never really celebrated it, and even now as an adult it hadn’t occurred to him to start celebrating the holiday. But despite not fully wanting to admit it, he did kind of want to finally have a break and leave his house without having to go to either his masseur shop or to Hydrus.