#yuhkei

One thing you know for certain is that you need to get out of here, and quickly. Whoever brought you here isn’t happy that you got out. They’re hot on your tail, loud footsteps echoing through the empty halls. But they have an advantage. They know this building, they can navigate through it freely. While you're lost, trying to base your choices on muscle memory alone. 

“Y/N slow down, I don’t want you to wear yourself out” His voice is laced with fake concern, he doesn’t care about your state. But he’s right, you can barely keep up with yourself, feet stumbling and lungs burning. Eventually, you turn too fast, body tipping over and tumbling in on itself from exhaustion. You beg yourself for more time, trying to pull yourself up only for your vision to blur, falling back onto the ground.

“There you are” His footsteps slow to a walk as he pants, leaning over you to pull you up. This is the end.

When you wake back up things aren't what you expected. The room was a lot nicer than the warehouse you were previously trapped in. Instead, you lay freely on a large bed, pillows and blankets keeping you company. You sat up and felt the exhaustion of yesterday run kick in. Your muscles ached. You got out of bed, a white dress falling down your frame, this was new. You walked over to the window, opening the curtain to find it had been bolted shut and painted black. No way to see in or out. Your heart sinks a little and you dash over to the next window, drawing the curtains back to see the next one exactly the same as the last. 

Panic begins to sink in more and more. You head to the door, fully expecting it to be locked, but to your surprise, it swings open. You hesitate for a moment before realizing you have nothing to lose. You step out and venture through the large house. Everything seemed normal, old paintings, wooden floors, high ceilings. But it just didn't feel normal. You kept walking until you bumped into a man wearing a blue suit. Your breathing became unsteady and tears immediately started to pour out.

“Hey sweetheart it's alright” His hand caressed your face and wiped the tear away. Although you flinched away you didn't do much else to void his touch. 

“Where am I?”

“Well first off I’m Taeyong and this is your new home” He smiled brightly at you but you couldn’t bring yourself to return it.

“What-t?”

“Let me show you” He takes your hand and leads you through the house to a door, opening it to a large garden filled with a group of people. All of them spread around, some picking flowers, others tending to the vegetable gardens while some were simply napping under the sun. It seemed normal, but it felt off. The mood changed when the two of you stepped out, were they scared? All of them were wearing loose-fitting white clothes, matching the dress you had on. You scanned the group until you met eyes with the man chasing you last night. But you didn’t feel scared of him anymore. Instead, he was the one with tears in his eyes, swallowing hard at the sight of you.

“Go on, go make friends with your new brothers” He pushed your lower back for you to step down the stairs into the garden. Before you could say anything to him, he shut the door. You made your way out to the man from last night.

“What is this?” You whisper to him, trying not to cry. He stares at you with large puppy eyes, shrugging his shoulders and going back to weeding the garden in front of him. “Please help me”

“I can’t” His voice is stern, different from the one you heard last night. A piece of fabric is shown onto his arm reading “Lucas”

“Is your name Lucas?” He just nods. “Lucas please help me”

He stands away from the garden, looking around to see if everything was clear before grabbing your hand and pulling you into him.