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Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines.

Although Key’s movements with his hands were gentle, Jace could tell the Master was practically snarling with anger. There was a small stream of blood running down his neck and coming from his mouth. His lower lip was swollen badly, and his jaw hurt a lot. Also his right cheek was throbbing and a bruise was already forming on his cheekbone. They were in the back of a club that contained both promises of pleasure and danger equally, and they didn’t have much time before someone noticed what was happening there.

"How could you be such an idiot?" Key hissed as he tried to not let his hands shake too badly as he untied Jace’s legs. "Why did you think it was a good idea to wander in those alleys? Do you want to die that badly?"

Finally after another pull, the ropes fell and Key let out a sigh of relief. Then he helped him to get up, and frowned after noticing that it was hard for him to stay on his feet. It seemed that he had been beaten up worse than he had initially thought. He cursed under his breath and immediately tried to get rid of the rope holding his hands tightly behind his back.

"I know it hasn’t been easy for you to be all alone where we live, but risking yourself like this…", he said, purposefully tugging harder at the binds but stopping once Jace let out a groan of pain. "If i hadn’t been here, if I hadn’t been with them…"

His eyes flicked up to meet Jace’s, and though he was seething with raw anger coming from a deep worry and fear, he still couldn’t cover the anguish he felt at the mere idea of losing Jace like that. He had to snap out of his thoughts as soon as he heard voices coming in their way, and once he freed the other, he took his hand and immediately led them both to the back door. Once outside, he ran while almost dragging the other until they reached the streets buzzing with nightlife.

By then Jace was panting harshly and almost fell down. Key surrounded his waist with an arm and helped him to stay up on his feet as they walked slowly towards the place where he always was able to get a car if he needed it.

Tiffany has been moved into room 1 with roommate Krystal on the first floor. Please greet your new roommate!

Changmin has been moved into room 2 with roommate Jace on the first floor. Please greet your new roommate!

Kahi has been moved into room 3 with roommate Suzy on the first floor. Please greet your new roommate!

Baekho has been moved into room 4 with roommate Yoseob on first floor. Please greet your new roommate!

The common room was partially dark as Key lay sprawled over one of the comfiest couches in the area. He was still wearing the make-up he put before attending the small party to celebrate the finishing of a photoshoot. Tired of long weeks of stress, he had made his way back to the Lair some hours after the party had started in one of the most popular clubs near his office. Now, clad in tight –almost painted on– dark pants and a vibrant red sleeveless shirt, and with a glass of vodka tonic in his hand, he pinched the bridge of his nose. His leather, black jacket was under his head and over a cushion, and the smell of his cologne was soothing him into a state of relaxation that he hadn't been able to experience for the past months.

He had missed this place, he thought as his feline eyes skimmed over the shelves and contours of the furniture. It was Wednesday, and everyone seemed to be asleep now, which was the only thing keeping him from going to his room to get the rest he needed.

Shifting on the couch, he put his drink on the table near the couch and then he sighed, snuggling a little more against the couch. He needed too many things right now but he didn't have any strength to go to look how to satisfy any of them. He wanted to have sex, but he was too tired to even think about returning the favor. He also wanted something to eat, but there was no strength in him to take the phone and make a call. He didn't recall the last time he had been like this, and huffing, he scowled at the situation; he wasn't that old yet.

Rolling onto his side, he closed his eyes for a moment, but perked up in a matter of seconds after listening someone padding their way to the common room. Groaning, he turned his gaze to the door, a pout already forming in his lips since he was ready to protest against the invasion of his calm. However, whatever words were supposed to come out from his mouth, instead were kept in his head the moment he looked at the man stepping into the room. The scarce light didn't give away much of his features, but the tiny waist and the slender frame he could see through his clothes was more than enough to wake up his interest.