#tfowu

You gasp, rushing to hide your face again. Covering your mouth in shock, you begin to wonder why he is there. Rambling thoughts run through your mind, but they’re cut midway as you hear his faint voice again.

“Y/n, please come out, I’m not here to hurt you or anything.” He lightly speaks, barely loud enough for you to hear. You take a deep breath and ponder if you should come out. I mean, he didn’t blow the whistle on Mingi and you, and during these two weeks he could’ve changed his mind and inform his colleagues, but he didn’t. So maybe it’s worth a shot.

After slowly pulling down the stairs, you take one last look at Seonghwa to make sure he’s still asleep before you silently exit his bedroom. You take a quick look around, and you sneak behind the house. Turning around the corner cautiously, you make eye contact with the police officer, who immediately perks up at your presence. He flashes a small smile at you as you walk towards him, which you’re unable to return due to the unsureness of the situation, but you appreciate nonetheless.

“You came.” He lets out the breath he was holding.

“You called.” You reply back after taking another deep breath.

Some seconds of silence go by, until he finally breaks it.

“I know you’re probably very confused right now…” He starts.

“Confused is an understatement.” You cut him off, and he nods silently before continuing.

“Look, I didn’t inform my superiors about you guys because I know for a fact that something’s going on at Winchester University. We have an undercover agent there. Well, only him and I know about this, because the rest of the police station is collaborating with the institution. He has been collecting evidence for a few months.” He states in almost a whisper, making you open your eyes wide at the newfound information. 

“And what have you got so far?” You ask him, instinctively wrapping your arms around yourself as a shiver runs through your body. The wind isn’t even that strong, but you’re only wearing a short sleeve t-shirt, sweatpants and some slippers. The man notices this, and he immediately takes off his flannel to wrap it around your shoulders. You give him a shy smile, which he mimics, before looking down.

“So far the only concrete evidence we’ve got are recordings of some beatings and the agent’s testimony about having been sent to a so-called ‘dungeon. The rest are rumors about student’s disappearances and stuff like that. It’s not enough to make a move yet.” He says, and judging by his facial expression, he's not very happy with the amount of evidence.

“Well, I certainly have something bigger for you.” You can’t help but chuckle ironically while shaking your head. He looks at you curiously, waiting for you to explain yourself.

“Mingi and I saw how the headmaster killed and buried a student.” You murmur, clicking your tongue. The man gasps, his eyes opening like plates. He then starts pacing around in a small imaginary circle, it’s almost like you could see the gears turning in his head. 

“I have to find a contact in the FBI. This is serious stuff, the police around here won’t do anything even if there’s a dead person, they’re all bought.” He mumbles out loud, but it seems like he’s mostly speaking to himself. You notice his stressed expression, and you can’t help but understand how he’s probably feeling right now. You decide to slowly walk towards him, and put a hand on his shoulder, making him stop dead in his tracks. He turns to look at you surprised, and you give him a small smile in return.

“We’ll get through this, we need to make the institution topple.” You state confidently, wanting to project your energy onto him. And it does seem to work, as he quickly smiles as brightly as the sun itself, placing his hand on top of the one that you put on his shoulder.

“You’re right. We need to work together. But we'll have to dig up the body. Are you sure you're ready to go back to that place?” He says in a worried tone, imagining what you might have endured there, while caressing your hand sweetly with his thumb, and you simply nod at him. Silence then fills the space again, but it’s rather comfortable actually. You stare into each other’s eyes for a while, until you decide to speak.

“You know mine, but you never told me your name by the way.” You say, and he chuckles in embarrassment.

“Right, right, sorry. My name’s Yunho.” He smiles as he removes his hand from yours to put it in front of him, inviting you to shake it, which you gladly do.

“Well, Yunho, if you don’t mind, I should get some sleep.” You say, and he nods, murmuring some apologies for keeping you up so late.

“We’ll keep in touch, okay? I’ll return with news.” 

“Okay. See you another time, officer.” You playfully tone the last word, making him chuckle, before happily waving him goodbye, and walking back to the house.

Entering back into Seonghwa's room, you're surprised to see him awake, sitting on the edge of the bed. He quickly stands up and rushes to your side when he notices you. 

“Where were you? You scared me.” He murmurs, raising a hand to his chest. You sigh, feeling bad for worrying him. 

“I met up with the police officer from the other night.” You begin, while Seonghwa listens attentively. 

“Tell me more.” He says, grabbing your hand and walking you to the bed, where you both sit next to each other, and he puts a hand on your thigh. You proceed to tell him about your conversation, from beginning to end, focusing on the fact that you're gonna help him uncover the murder of a student. 

“We'll have to tell Mingi about this in the morning.” You note, and he nods. 

“You're so brave, you've gone through so much, and yet you're still willing to help…I'm very proud of you, princess.” He whispers, caressing your thigh with one hand, while slowly raising the other to caress your cheek sweetly. A smile escapes from your lips at his heartfelt actions and words. 

You take both of his hands to hold them in yours on top of your lap. You give them a light squeeze just before letting them go to launch yourself into him, wrapping your arms around his neck, engulfing him in a big hug. He chuckles in surprise, staying still for a few seconds before he reacts, wrapping his own arms tightly around your waist. You let out a huff due to the kind of awkward position, and Seonghwa, noticing this, brings you into his lap. You sit on top of him, with your knees on either side of his hips. 

“Hmm you're so comfortable.” You giggle, settling into his lap, with your arms still around his neck. However, your giggle is cut short as you feel something hard against your core. A breath catches on your throat, while Seonghwa mutters some curses. 

“I’m sorry y/n…” He whispers, slowly unwrapping his arms from you, and trying to move you from his lap, but you stay in place. 

“Why are you sorry?” You say, inching your face to his, dangerously close. You snake your hands down to his chest, where you can feel his heart beating faster by the second. He stays quiet, refusing to even look at you, the embarrassment taking over him. Something flips in your head, and you decide to take matters into your own hands. 

“Answer me.” You whisper in front of his lips, rolling down your hips into his, softly rubbing your core against his erection. He fights back a moan, so you roll your hips again, this time way harder, the friction being amplified. 

“F-fuck.” He manages to mumble in between a low groan, which makes you smirk. 

“Go ahead, tell me what you are sorry for.” You murmur against his ear lobe, before taking a nibble. You feel him tremble beneath you as he gets ready to speak. 

“I-I'm sorry for getting hard because you sat on my lap.” He struggles to say. You take another small nibble on his neck before moving your head to look at him again. 

“And why did you get hard, hmm?” You smirk again while Seonghwa sighs, looking up to the ceiling for a second, before he finally locks eyes with you, although you see something dark in them.

“Because you drive me insane, I want you so bad.” He says roughly before grabbing your hips, bringing you impossibly closer to him, before attacking your lips with his own. 

You smile into the kiss, enjoying this side of him. He's always so gentle, it doesn't fail to surprise you whenever he's a little rougher with his words or his actions. 

“How badly?” You seductively whisper as you break the kiss to get some air, your chest rising and falling at a fast pace. It's his turn to smirk now as he suddenly grabs your waist to move you to the bed, back resting against the mattress. 

He launches himself on top of you, and begins to undress you. As you watch the flannel that Yunho gave you being thrown to the floor, you finally remember that you forgot to give it back to him. Although that worry quickly fades away when Seonghwa pulls your t-shirt over your head, your naked chest being fully exposed to him. 

“So. Fucking. Bad.” He murmurs against your skin in between kisses, trailing down from your cleavage to your belly button. There, he separates to take a good look at you. You lock eyes with him while biting your lip. He smiles at you sweetly before his devilish persona takes over him again. His hands grab the hem of your sweatpants, and then he pulls them down your legs, throwing them to the floor with the rest of your clothes when he's done. 

“What a naughty girl.” He smirks as he notices your lack of underwear, making you shiver. He seductively runs his hands up and down your legs, each time getting closer and closer to where you need him the most. 

“Stop teasing me.” You let out a desperate groan, and he lets out a laugh. 

“Your wish is my command.” He says, opening up your legs by gripping your thighs. He gets closer to your core, and you gasp as you feel his hot breath on your sensitive skin. 

He runs the tip of his tongue against your folds a few times before focusing on your clit. A loud moan escapes from your lips and you rush to grab a hold of his hair as he begins to skillfully work his tongue on your pussy. 

“Fuck y/n you taste so good.” He moans against your clit, the vibration making you tremble. 

Your mind goes blank as you suddenly feel two fingers entering your hole. He immediately hits your sweet spot, and you curse yourself as you try to keep your moans down as best as you can, but it's hard when he's making you feel this fucking good. 

Your whole body begins getting wobbly as you feel an orgasm approach you. 

“Cum for me baby.” He groans again, and the vibration finally sends you over the edge. You shake violently, a string of moans and curses falling from your lips. You struggle to keep your legs open, but Seonghwa helps you, as he finishes cleaning up all your juices. He removes his fingers from you, and licks them clean as well. 

He lays down next to you, kissing your temple as you recover from the orgasm, your breath slowly settling down. 

“Let me make you feel good now.” You murmur while sitting up in bed. 

“You should rest.” He sweetly says, but you shush him by kissing him and sitting on his lap again. You can still feel his hard-on, which makes you smile, as you grab the hem of his t-shirt to pull it over his head. 

He bites his lips as you slowly shift yourself to sit on his thighs, grabbing his pajama pants and boxers to pull them down just enough so that his cock springs out, hitting his stomach for a second. You wrap your hand around it, and he hisses at the sudden contact. Lowering your head to give his tip a kitten lick, he lets out a sensual moan. You run your tongue along his shaft before fitting most of it in your mouth, grabbing the rest with your hand. Making eye contact with him, you bob your head up and down a few times before letting it go with a loud ‘pop’ sound. 

Feeling satisfied from his facial expressions, you move up on his lap again, inching your hips forward a bit so that you can grab his member, positioning it at your entrance. 

Both of you let out a sinful moan at the same time when you lower yourself completely on his dick. He quickly places his hands on your hips, urging you to ride him. You begin moving up and down at a fast pace. 

“You look so pretty like this.” He mumbles, raising a hand to grab a hold of your boobs. He moves his other hand so that he can rub your clit with his thumb as you continue riding him rhythmically, a loud moan falling from your lips. 

It doesn't take long before your legs begin feeling shaky again, with just a few more thrusts, you're sent over the edge again. You fall into his chest, while he continues to thrust up into you, searching his own high. 

“Fuck you feel so good, I'm gonna cum.” He curses out in between pants. He removes himself from you, since he's not wearing a condom. You lower yourself on his lap again so that you can give him a hand, literally. 

You take his cock in your hand, and quickly set up a rhythmic pace. With just a few strokes he begins shaking, and you wrap your lips around his tip so that you swallow all his seed. 

Falling into his chest again, he gives you a kiss on the top of your head, sweetly caressing it. 

“You took me so well princess.” He murmurs, catching his breath. You caress his chest, enjoying the peaceful sensation that overcomes you. Your eyes begin closing on their own, and you slowly begin to drift off to sleep. 

The next morning, you wake up to an empty bed. You groan, stretching fully. You stand up to pick up your clothes, deciding to put them on again until you go to take a shower later. You contemplate Yunho's flannel, it brings you memories of last night's events. 

You’re forcefully pulled out of your train of thought as you abruptly hear some commotion coming from outside the room. You slip into the flannel without thinking further, exiting in a rush.

You immediately notice what the problem is, as you hear Mingi and Seonghwa fighting in the living room.

“It’s my house, so I can do whatever I want. Plus, she wanted it too, so what’s the problem, jerk?” Seonghwa speaks in an angry tone.

“Well maybe you could’ve at least kept your mouth shut, you woke me up with all your nasty noises, for fuck’s sake.” Mingi groans, running a hand through his hair in despair. You bring a hand to cover your face in embarrassment, despite not being in their point of view.

“At least you know she enjoyed it.” Seonghwa simply replies, turning to leave, but Mingi grabs him by the collar of his shirt.

“Fucking asshole.” He mutters, pulling him close. You quickly enter the room, making them both turn to look at you in surprise.

“I’m so tired of this, guys.” You speak before they have a chance of saying anything. They exchange a look, and Mingi lets go of Seonghwa before turning to look back at you regretfully.

“Why are you always acting like five year-olds? I want you to stop fighting about me please, I’m begging you at this point. I wish you could just get along.” You say, looking down. You hear their footsteps approaching you, and quickly they both wrap you in a hug.

“I’m sorry y/n, I keep acting like you’re my property or something, but I have no right to do so, you’re free to do whatever you want.” Mingi murmurs, slowly separating from you.

“I’m sorry too y/n, and also Mingi, I’m sorry as well. I should’ve respected you more.” Seonghwa says, placing a hand on Mingi’s shoulder.

“No, I’m sorry dude, I have no say in your life either, and I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that.” 

“It’s okay bro, no worries, really.” They exchange a meaningful look, and you let out a small laugh at their sudden sappiness.

“Oh! Mingi by the way, I have something important to tell you.” You suddenly remember your conversation with Yunho.

“So now we just wait around for him?” Mingi says, standing up from the couch. 

“Yes, he said he’d return with news.” You reply.

“I’m guessing once he gets in contact with the FBI and figures out a plan.” Seonghwa adds, and you nod.

To be continued...

Around a week later, Seonghwa, Mingi and you are sitting around the living room watching some TV before going to bed, when a knock on the front door is suddenly heard.

Mingi grabs the remote to lower the volume, as Seonghwa stands up to go answer the door. Mingi and you rush to hide in the bathroom just in case. You look at each other without exchanging words, but letting the other know that you need to keep quiet.

Not too long after, you hear footsteps approaching, followed by Seonghwa's voice.

“It's Yunho, you can come out.” Both of you sigh calmly, and exit the room. Outside, Yunho greets you with a warm smile, raising his hand to wave slightly at you. You mimic his actions as you walk towards the living room again. 

All of you take a seat on the couch except Yunho, who grabs a chair to sit in front of you.

You all look at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak.

“Well, I've got some good news.” You smile and nod, urging him to continue.

“I found a contact in the FBI who's willing to help us. Tomorrow night, we'll sneak into the university, where you guys will show us where they buried the body, and then we'll go pick up the infiltrated agent.” Yunho speaks in a serious tone, his relaxed and smiley demeanor from before long gone. He runs a hand through his hair, combing some strands to the opposite side, a hint of stress in his actions.

“Okay, so what's the plan?” You ask him confidently, looking in between him and Mingi, who also looks a bit stressed and unsure. His body language seems a bit rigid, and he's bouncing his right leg up and down at a quick pace. Noticing this, you place your hand on his thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze, trying to calm him down. He makes eye contact with you, and flashes you a small smile.

“The agent and I will pick up both of you at around midnight, then we will drive to the surroundings of the university, where there is a large forest. We will cross it until we reach a metal fence, located around the facility, which we will cut. From there you will guide us to the corpse. Once we dig it up, the FBI agent will take care of the rest.” Yunho adds, and all of you nod in silence, taking in the information. 

“I wanna go as well.” Seonghwa suddenly speaks after a few minutes, breaking the hush. Yunho immediately shifts his glance from the floor, looking up at him with a dumbfounded expression. Mingi and you look at him in surprise.

“No way.” He simply states.

“Yes way. I'm far too involved now to not help you guys out.” Silence fills the room again, and Yunho sighs, seemingly thinking hard about the matter.

“Fine, you can drive your car there, but you won't get out under any circumstances, got it? That way I can send Mingi and Y/n your way as soon as we're done digging, so it's less risky for them.” Yunho orders, and Seonghwa nods happily. Honestly, you're content with his decision, since that way you don't have to spend as much time on that hellhole.

Mingi runs a hand up and down your back, and as you turn to look at him, you both smile at each other in reassurance. 

A few nights later, on the date you agreed with Yunho, the three of you are getting ready for his and the FBI agent's arrival.

You tie up the laces of your shoes as Mingi finishes zipping up his jacket.

You hear Seonghwa grabbing his keys by the entrance, so you quickly stand up to put on your jacket as well.

You walk up to him, waving at him with a small smile, which he returns.

“Hi pretty, are you ready?” He asks you, but before you can reply a wild Mingi appears next to you.

“Yes I am.” He says with a serious face, but Seonghwa and you let out a laugh at his antics. 

“Okay then, let's wait in the car.” Seonghwa suggests opening the front door, but to his surprise, he finds Yunho, who was about to knock.

“Or maybe not.” He giggles.

You all separate into the two cars. The FBI agent (Doyoon, he introduced himself earlier), Yunho and Mingi in one, and Seonghwa and you in the other. Mingi was supposed to be in Seonghwa's one as well, but he claimed that he didn't want to be a third wheel so here we are. You're usually comfortable in Seonghwa's presence, but after what happened the other night, you haven't even talked about it, and things are a tiny bit awkward between you two when you're completely alone. 

I mean, it was a great night and you don't regret it, but you're not completely sure if he feels the same as well, or if he's just overthinking like you are.

“Are you cold? I have a blanket in the back if you need it.” Seonghwa offers you, breaking the silence that's been going on for a solid 10 minutes, as he notices you crossing your arms in front of your chest, but you quickly shake your head, uncrossing your arms.

“No thank you, I'm just kinda nervous to be honest.” You murmur, looking out the window from the passenger's seat, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. Seonghwa seems to observe you for a bit before he decides to speak.

“I'm- umm, I-” He mumbles, unsure of what to say, fidgeting with his fingers on the steering wheel. You giggle at his anxious demeanor. He seems to ease up a little bit at your playfulness, so after taking a deep breath, he tries to speak again.

“I really enjoyed what happened the other night, really. And I'm sorry if you didn't and I made things awkward and I-” He goes on a rampage, so you decide to stop him before he can overthink any further.

“Seonghwa, hey, I really enjoyed it as well. I was also worried that I made it awkward.” He lets out a big breath he had been holding, and lets out a small laugh after, which you copy. He turns to look at you for a second before he moves his right hand to your thigh, where he gives it a small squeeze before just resting it there. You place your left hand on top of his, caressing it for a bit before just resting it as well.

“We should do it again another time.” You mumble, not fully wanting him to hear it, but of course he does. 

“Oh, for sure.” He replies, giggling. You cover your face in embarrassment, giggling as well.

“How are you feeling about tonight? Are you scared?” He asks you in a worried tone, after a while of silence (this time actually comfortable). You sigh, looking away.

“Honestly, a little bit. A lot of things could happen, but I hope everything goes alright.” You murmur, and Seonghwa nods understandably.

“Don't worry princess, I'm here in case anything happens, alright? I'll keep an eye out.” He states, and you smile at him in return.

Not too long after, you arrive at the meeting point, just at the entrance of the forest. Before exiting the car, you peck Seonghwa on the cheek, at which he blushes lightly at, but tries to keep his composure.

The cold night air hits your face, making a shiver run down your back. Rushing to place your hands inside your jacket's pockets, Yunho motions you to come near them so the journey can begin. You turn to Seonghwa to wave him goodbye, since he's supposed to stay here, waiting for Mingi and you.

The four of you walk in silence, the only sounds being the leaves cracking as you step over them, and the wind shuffling the tree branches.

Overall, there's somewhat of a dark aura all around. You're nearing hell itself, and your body knows it.

Your heart begins beating faster, your palms getting sweaty, legs getting weak.

Mingi notices your agitated state, so he grabs one of your hands in his, helping you to keep up with the rest. He flashes you a smile, bringing some warmth to the situation. You take a deep breath, trying to clear your mind of all thoughts, and before you know it, you're all standing in front of a metal fence.

“Alright.” Doyoon mutters to himself as he pulls out the shears he brought along. He skillfully cuts a straight line along the wire, then pulls it so that it becomes a small opening, just big enough so that you can pass through with a little bit of struggle, but so it's not noticeable from afar.

One after the other, you all cross to the other side. 

You take a deep breath, finally getting the courage to look up in front of you. The backside of the smallest building greets you, yet equally as imposing as the rest of the buildings surrounding it. 

You take a minute to inspect the area before making a move. There’s seemingly no one around, it must be like 3am right now, so they’re all sleeping. There’s only a few street lights lighting up the paths, some flicker a little.

“Where should we go?” Yunho asks, looking around. 

“I think over there.” Mingi replies, pointing to the left. You nod, remembering the path.

You all make your way behind another bigger building as quietly as possible. As soon as you look up, you instantly recognise the place. Mingi seems to fixate on a particular window, not breaking his gaze from it.

“That’s where the headmaster pushed the student from.” He murmurs, barely audible.

“I’m sorry son, can you repeat?” Doyoon asks, walking closer to him. Mingi does as he’s told, this time speaking louder.

Doyoon inspects the window, and then the ground.

“Judging from the perspective, the student may have fallen over here.” He points out, and Mingi nods.

“Yes, it was around here. Then they buried him just a few meters to the right.” Mingi explains, pointing around. Doyoon nods.

“Okay then, I’ll sneak into the fourth floor so I can look for some evidence. Yunho and the rest of you, you can begin digging.” The agent orders as he walks to pick up a metal briefcase he left on the ground earlier. You’re not sure what exactly it is for, but you figure that it contains materials for the extraction of evidence samples.

Yunho passes each of you one of the few shovels he had been carrying, and you begin shoveling absentmindedly. Your movements are a bit uncoordinated, each of you moving the ground to a different spot, but you’re getting the job done anyway.

You stop for a second to catch your breath, droplets of sweat slide down your face, and you quickly wipe them off, as a sudden thought runs through your mind.

Your loved ones.

It had been a good while since the last time you were able to communicate with them. You were so used to only being able to send a monthly letter, that once you escaped and Mingi and you asked Seonghwa to use his phone to call up your loved ones, but he advised you otherwise since the police would surely have tapped their phones, you didn’t even bat an eye. Actually, you didn’t even know their phone numbers anyways. 

“Yunho.” You begin, dropping the shovel to the ground with a loud thud. He turns to look at you with a confused expression, urging you to continue.

“I’m going to sneak into the headmaster’s office to pick up our phones.” You state, not even asking for permission. Yunho stops shoveling abruptly, looking at you as if you were out of your mind.

“No way, that’s too dangerous.” He simply says, returning to work.

“I’ll go with you.” Mingi says in a heartbeat. But Yunho shakes his head.

“No Mingi, it’s too risky for the both of us to go, plus someone needs to help Yunho. I promise I’ll be quick and quiet.” You plead the last part to Yunho, looking at him with puppy eyes, at which he sighs, knowing there’s no way he’s going to convince you to not go. Mingi whines, also knowing the same thing.

“Okay, but be careful. I’ll be there as soon as possible.” He sighs again, and you quickly disappear into the main path.

You walk around the side of the main building, and you locate a half opened window. You walk closer to it, and you see that it faces a hallway. You open it up completely, and struggle to get inside, but you manage to anyway. You look around, it’s a long, narrow and dark hallway. The only light source being the moon. The floor is checkered, and the walls are made from wood panels. You instantly recognize it as the area where the teachers' offices and subject departments are located, but most importantly, the headmaster’s office.

You walk to the right, with your back facing the wall, slowly making your way down the corridor, stopping from time to time to make sure that there are no supervisors around. 

Once you’re at the end, you turn to your left at the corner, and just a few doors down the hall, you see it. The headmaster’s office.

You arrive at the door, where you stop to listen in case there’s any noise, but from the lack of it, you decide to open the door and get inside, quickly closing the door behind you. You sigh, resting your forehead against the glass portion of the door. Your breathing finally slows down, only to be spiked up again as you suddenly hear a voice inside the room.

“I was waiting for you, y/n.” A raspy, profound male voice says, making you gasp. You turn around in a panic, but due to the darkness, you can’t see anything. You raise your shaky hand to the wall, trying to find the light switch, and as soon as you do, you turn on the light.

“Fuck.” You curse under your breath, as you’re greeted with Mr. Smith’s figure sitting on his leather chair. He grins, pointing with his finger at you to come sit down in front of him. You gulp, slowly walking up to him. You grab the edge of the chair, pulling it backwards a bit so you can sit, your thigh bumping slightly against the big wood desk. 

You look at him, he still has a grin on his stupid face, and he’s looking at you up and down through his glasses.

“You know, I didn’t think you’d be so stupid as to think that there would be no cameras around here.” He says, turning the computer screen around so you can see. There are many squares which show different locations of the school. Mainly just hallways and classrooms. Although one calls your attention, you recognize it as ‘the dungeon’. Thankfully though, there’s barely any around the campus, and especially not around the back of the buildings.

“I saw your little friend…Mingi was his name right? On the fourth floor of a building, apparently looking around for something. Not really sure what, but I already sent some people over there to take care of him, don’t worry.” He laughs, showing you the recording on the screen. You gulp at the thought, but quickly realize that that isn’t Mingi, it’s Doyoon. He’s wearing a cap so his face isn’t visible, but you see his briefcase. You know he’ll be able to defend himself, he’s an FBI agent after all. So you decide to fake worry anyway, so as to not raise any alarms.

“Please don’t hurt him.” You beg in an annoyingly whiny voice, which makes the headmaster laugh again.

“Oh honey, you’re gonna have to convince me.” He speaks in a sultry tone, standing up to walk closer to you. You grimace at his words, but then you notice he’s wearing some pajamas, that throws you off a little.

“What’s with the pajamas?” You ask him directly, and his demeanor changes completely. The grin is wiped off his face in an instant as he lets out a groan, clenching his fists. He looks down and takes a deep breath, trying to keep his composure as he suddenly points to the back of the room, behind his chair. You then notice some blankets and a pillow on the floor.

“You see, my wife left me after all the commotion caused by the escape of two students. Your little friend and you of course. So I’ve been living here for a while, isn’t that nice, sugar?” He spits out, grabbing your chin and forcefully pulling your head up to look at him. You groan and spit at him, your saliva landing right under his left eye. He lets go of your face roughly, wiping his face with disgust. Then he grabs you by the collar of your shirt, pulling you up only to throw you to the floor in a swift motion.

You lay on the ground, trying to pick yourself up while he walks around the room for a second before he reappears in front of you with a rope in his hands. You widen your eyes as you try to crawl backwards, sliding your bottom on the floor and pushing with your legs. Unfortunately, he’s faster and stronger than you, so he easily grabs you, tying up your hands behind your back, then rolling up the rope around your legs, and lastly your ankles.

“This is what happens when you’re a naughty girl. I’m gonna have to punish you now.” He mutters before ripping a piece of tape and sticking it over your mouth. 

He grabs you by your ankles, and begins dragging your body out the room, and down the hallway. You try kicking and screaming, but to no avail.

Soon after, you arrive at ‘the dungeon’, where he drags you inside. There, he removes the piece of tape from your mouth forcefully, making you whince.

“Now, are you gonna be a good girl and behave?” He sing-songs, crouching down next to you. 

“Jesus fucking christ.” You mutter to yourself, completely disgusted, but suddenly get an idea.

“I’ll be good sir, but can you untie me, please?” You ask childishly with a pout, trying your best to not throw up in your own mouth.

“Oh but baby girl, you’re asking for a lot, aren’t you?” The man laughs, petting your hair, while you fight back the urge to bite his hand.

“But I’ll behave, I promise.” You murmur, biting your lip and looking him up and down. That’s all it takes for him to rush to untie you without giving it a second thought. 

Once your legs are free, you lounge them against his crotch, making him let out a gruesome scream. He falls to the ground, and instantly places himself in the fetus position. You catch your breath and try to stand up, struggling in the process since your hands are still tied behind your back.

That’s when you suddenly hear some rapidly approaching footsteps, making you freeze in fear. But your scared expression quickly changes into a surprised one as you watch Seonghwa and if you remember his name correctly, Yeosang, entering the room at full speed. They scan the room in a mere second, and Seonghwa rushes to your side, dropping to the ground to untie your hands, and helping you stand up. Meanwhile, you stare dumbfounded at Yeosang, who pulls out a pair of handcuffs from his pajama pockets, and puts them around Mr. Smith’s wrists.

“You’re under arrest for the involuntary manslaughter of a student, kidnapping, misappropriation of funds, extortion, and many other charges that we’ll go over later. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.” Yeosang says, forcefully pulling the man up by his arms, and dragging him out of the room.

“Are you okay?” Seonghwa asks you worriedly, raising a hand to caress your cheek sweetly. You lock eyes with him, his stare is profound and intense. You sense a hint of fear.

“Yeah, I’m alright, don’t worry.” You let go of a breath you didn’t know you were holding, and you quickly embrace Seonghwa with all the strength you have left. He returns the hug just as passionately, wrapping one of his arms around your waist while he rests the other behind your head. You place your head on his chest, where you feel his heartbeat going crazy. A few tears escape from your eyes, but you just let them fall.

“How did you find me?” You ask him in between sobs.

“Well, I know I was supposed to stay at the entrance of the forest, but since I figured it would take you guys a while, I decided to drive up to the entrance of the institution, to look out in case I saw anything going on from there. Yeosang recognized my car from his bedroom window, so he came to see me, knocking out security in the process. He explained everything to me, since I just thought he quit the police to go study at uni, but it turns out that he was just working undercover. But well, then I told him about what we were doing here tonight. That’s when we went looking for Yunho and the rest, who had already found the body and the evidence to frame Mr. Smith, along with your testimony. When I noticed you were missing, they told us that you had gone to the headmaster’s office, so we rushed there as quickly as possible. Obviously you weren’t there, but we saw on the security cameras that he took you here. So here I am.” He explains carefully, still caressing the back of your head.

You sob again, but this time due to the fact that you’re actually free this time. The headmaster has been arrested, and soon, everything else will come to light as well. Seonghwa comforts you, and not too long after, Yunho, Mingi and Doyoon appear in the small room too.

Mingi rushes to your side, pulling you into a tight hug.

“Idiot, I could’ve lost you.” He sobs into your neck, and it’s your turn to comfort him now. You caress his back for a bit until his breathing slows down again.

“I’m okay, see? There’s no need to worry.” You say, breaking the hug, and doing a spin for him. He giggles at your actions, and wipes away the remaining tears.

“Y/n, Mingi, I brought you something. I got them from the headmaster’s office, since I noticed that you hadn’t been able to pick them up” Yunho shyly says, handing you both each of your cellphones. You gasp in shock, and quickly thank him.

“We should get out now, the police and the FBI are already outside.” Doyoon states, so you all do as he says.

As you step outside, you notice the quantity of police car lights shining all around, the cops sealing the area and trying to keep out all the students who have gotten out of bed to check out the commotion. Silence breaks out as they recognize Mingi and you, and one by one, they begin clapping at your brave actions.

Doyoon pulls you into an ambulance, and Mingi rushes to join you.

“They’re gonna check for injuries and make a report that’ll be useful in court, alright? And tomorrow you’ll come with me to the police station to give an official testimony.” The agent explains. You nod, and he exits the ambulance to let the paramedics do their thing. Mingi props himself on a corner.

“So, what are you going to do about it?” He suddenly asks without much explanation, which throws you off guard.

“About what? The testimony?” You reply, totally unsure of his motive.

“No, idiot. About your huge crush on Seonghwa.” He laughs, shaking his head. You gulp, not knowing what to say.

“Look, I know for a fact he likes you back. And as much as I like you too, I can’t do anything about the fact that you prefer him over me.” He shrugs, and the workers on board giggle a bit at his words, while you sigh.

“I don’t prefer him over you. You’re still my best friend, but yes, I do have a huge crush on him.” You shyly admit, and he takes advantage of a moment when you don't have any paramedics around and comes over to ruffle your hair playfully.

“Then go for it, tiger.” He encourages you, and you giggle. Although you had to admit that you maybe kind of noticed a hint of sadness in his voice and in his eyes, but neither of you give it too much importance.

Once you’re all done, Mingi and you exit the ambulance, where you see Yunho and Seonghwa talking. 

“Yunho, thank you so much for all your help, this couldn't have been possible without you.” You thank him, pulling him into a quick hug.

“No worries, it’s the least I could do. I have to go now, but I’ll see you tomorrow at the police station.” He says with a sweet smile before disappearing. Seonghwa turns to look at you both.

“Should we go home guys?” He asks, but Mingi shakes his head.

“I’m actually gonna call my parents to have them pick me up.” He explains.

“Oh of course, I’ll bring you your things tomorrow to the police station.” Seonghwa says, and Mingi thanks him.

“What about you y/n?” He asks you.

“I-umm, I was thinking that maybe I could umm, well, spend the night at your place, and I umm, I’ll call my loved ones tomorrow after we’re done at the police station.” You murmur shyly, struggling to make eye contact. Mingi laughs at your antics, but gives you a pat on the back.

“Sure, that’s no problem.” Seonghwa says with a big smile.

“Well lovebirds, see you tomorrow!” Mingi says goodbye and walks away. Seonghwa and you giggle.

“What do you want for breakfast today?” Seonghwa asks you from the driver’s seat. You pull away your gaze from the window, where you see the sun starting to rise, to look at him.

“Umm, some french toast would be lovely actually.” You flash him a sweet smile, which he mimics.

“Will do, love.” He says as removes one of his hands from the steering wheel to grab one of yours, intertwining his fingers lovingly with yours.

You’re safe now.