*

The door swings open, so Luhan and Kyungsoo look up from the gay porn they are watching to, towards Jongin grinning at them. Their boyfriend puts a piece of cookie on top of the table, before sitting on the couch in front of them.

"Let's do this," Jongin says, rubbing his palms together and hooting like a tarzan. "Soggy Biscuits!!! Hoohoo! I'm ready!"

"This is the dumbest game I've ever heard in my entire life," Kyungsoo mutters, yet he is already preparing to pull his pants down. He throws Jongin a look who's now in the middle of removing his pants, kicking it to the floor.

Meanwhile Luhan, he has his dick already out of his boxer shorts, stroking it slowly into full erection. "This may not be the best time to play this, but we still need to release the tension you know--- oh shit! Don't make it mad!" He glares at Kyungsoo who just flicked his semi-hard cock.

Kyungsoo cackles, "Small."

"Says the one who is smaller," Luhan banters as he jerks his dick. He taps the head gently, "And excuse me, babe. This is a fucking six."

"Mind you, I'm six point five," Kyungsoo says back.

"The last time my ass checked, it was half an inch smaller, you hoe."

"Honey, did you just go down on Jongin's?"

"My cock is a glorious nine, how dare you all bottom bitches," Jongin says as he looks at the two dicks in front of him, feeling envious of the hardness. He grabs his own still limp cock, furiously pumping it inside his fist. "Shit! Wait until this fucking monster comes to life. Babe, pass me the lotion."

Kyungsoo gets the cherry blossom-scented lotion he stole from Baekhyun's room, before generously pouring it on Jongin's manhood. He does it also to himself, lathering his dick with the slippery liquid until his hand slides with ease around the length.

Pants down to their knees and three cocks already hard, the trio intently stare at each other. The cookie is innocently lying on top of the table at the center.

"The first to come wins," Jongin says, Luhan nods excitedly while Kyungsoo only rolls his eyes, "The last one to come loses. Punishment is to eat the cookie vanilla flavored with semen."

"I remember Luhan losing last time," Kyungsoo teasingly says, "He got to eat a whole tortilla chip full of cum and ketchup. So disgusting."

"I liked it, though," Luhan shrugs, "It was nacho cheese."

"Enough of this talking. Let's start!" Jongin says.

The whole room reeking of fragrance, obscene slapping noises of them jacking off their own cocks is heard. With eyes squeezed shut, Kyungsoo has his one arm covering his eyes while he touches himself. Luhan is ogling at his cock as he jerks it off, looking like he's encouraging it to do its best. Meanwhile Jongin is staring at the ceiling as he uses both hands into full force to masturbate.

"Ahhh, oh god, shit shit shit. Harder, come on! Faster, faster, faster!" Kyungsoo moans while he thinks of Luhan giving him blowjob while Jongin fucks him from behind. The two guys turn to look at him with lust-filled eyes as they touch themselves.

"God, Kyungsoo... you look... so hot," Luhan mutters in between pants, watching Kyungsoo already sliding down on his seat while he beats his meat. "Can I... put my cock in your mouth... and fuck your face... with it..."

Jongin breathes, sensing his cock twitching inside his moving hands while he licks his lips.

"Go ahead, bitch... Then I'll fuck your mouth in return... until you choke," Kyungsoo says, feeling his orgasm quickly approaching. He mentally thanks the Lord for giving him skillful hands and a wild imagination. "Fucking shit, I'm going to come!"

He abruptly stands up and spurts his release exactly on the cookie, coating it with his rich cum until it is all covered with it. Some manage to speck on the table and on Jongin's knee.

Jongin bites his bottom lip as he keeps on pumping his dick, "What the fuck! Kyungsoo, that was fast!"

"That's because I'm an expert," Kyungsoo confidently says as he goes back to his seat, now lazily thumbing the slit of his cock after his finish. He side-eyes his two boyfriends now competing with each other.

"Jongin, remember those... dirty smelly socks under your bed..." Luhan breathes as he continues to stroke his rigid dick that his wrist almost hurt, "Yeah... Imagine eating them with rice.... with my booger as your side dish... I bet you'd like that... Huh, baby?"

"You fucking... disgusting... little piece of shit," Jongin curses as his whole face cringes. He glares at Luhan now smirking at him, "I'm... gonna shove your nasty face... into my whole turd... you whore!"

"Oh god, you both are so fucking nasty," Kyungsoo says, shaking his head while waiting for his dick to soften. "Why am I even with you."

The door suddenly opens without any warning.

Everybody falls silent.

Three pairs of eyes slowly turn to look at Sehun now staring at Luhan, Jongin and Kyungsoo, whose hands are currently wrapped around their cocks for their group masturbation session. With an emotionless resting-bitch face, Sehun steps back, and slams the door shut with a loud thud.

Hearing the footsteps fading away and making sure Sehun has left, Jongin and Luhan continue jacking off furiously like nothing happened.

"Ugh, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," Luhan mutters, burying his face into Kyungsoo's neck and finally sensing his orgasm coming. "Oh my god... Sehun... I want your cock so fucking bad... Ahhh... Sehun, Sehun, Sehun..."

"You bitch!!! That's cheating!" Jongin yells, attempting to kick Luhan. The male lets out a victory squeal the moment his cum spurts out of his cock, joining Kyungsoo's semen on the cookie. He discharges every single speck of his load until the cookie is floating and soaked.

"Yes! Hooh! I fucking won!" Luhan rejoices with an evil grin, sticking his tongue out at Jongin who has just started coming frustratingly into his own hand. Kyungsoo only laughs at his boyfriend's miserable state.

"No! I can't eat it," Jongin cries while shaking his head, staring down at the lonely cookie. All of them has cleaned themselves up and Luhan is holding up his phone to film him while Kyungsoo pats his back soothingly.

"Come on, Jongin. You have to do it," Luhan says, folding his arms over his chest. "A punishment is a punishment. Eat the fucking cookie right now."

"Don't worry, babe. I'd still love you after this," Kyungsoo whispers.

"Really?" Jongin hopefully asks, and there are seriously tears on the corners of his eyes because of disgust.

"No," Kyungsoo states with a straight face. "Go fucking eat the cookie or else I'm gonna shove it down your throat with my fist."

Scared of the Satan, Jongin takes a deep breath, gets the cum-filled cookie, puts it inside his mouth, closes his eyes, chews on it and swallows. It all rapidly happened in less than ten seconds while his two boyfriends just stare at him in utter bewilderment.

"Wow? I mean, it doesn't taste that bad actually," Jongin says after he drinks the water Kyungsoo prepared for him. "It's kind of sweet and I think I want more?"

"What the fuck," Kyungsoo mutters. "You're sick."

"Eeeew!" Luhan says in pure disgust. Jongin suddenly pounces him on the couch, pinning him down so that he can't escape. Grabbing Luhan's face with his strong hand, he squeezes his cheeks hard before crashing their lips together. "Ahhh! Kyungsoo, helpnnghhhfff----"

"You call this eew, huh? Taste the eew then," and Jongin kisses Luhan again, shoving his tongue inside his hot mouth until they are making out heatedly and passionately on the couch.

The door suddenly opens without any warning for the second time.

Everybody falls silent. Again.

Luhan and Jongin straighten up from their almost-grinding position, returning to sitting upright on the couch. Kyungsoo crosses his legs and clears his throat.

"What the fuck are you all doing?" Sehun asks in a high tone. He slowly shakes his head and sarcastically laughs. "You still have the audacity to fuck around in a situation like this? Are you guys for real?" He holds his forehead and sighs. "Baekhyun went to the airport again for the umpteenth fucking time and no one of you even bothered to stop him? It has been weeks, goddamnit! Don't you really care about him!?"

Nobody dares to meet his eyes.

"The dishes are still left unwashed in the kitchen. The mess you made from screwing last night is still in the living room and I don't even have any clean clothes to wear anymore!" Sehun screams in anger, making Luhan flinch. "What the fuck am I gonna do with you all if you keep on living like this!?"

Realizing he won't get any reply after a long minute of silence, Sehun decides to just close the door shut and retreat into his room.

Of course, he has the right to get mad. There's still no news about Chanyeol's whereabouts and the three housemates keep on giving him terrible headaches because of their constant laziness and nonchalance. Baekhyun has been skipping school to go to the airport, coming back late at night nothing but a crying mess. Sehun would tell him to stop waiting at the airport and just give up, but Baekhyun would insist Chanyeol's promise about coming back home to him no matter what happens.

Sighing, Sehun tiredly plops on his bed. He impatiently waits for the ring on the other line after he dials Baekhyun's number on his phone.

Baekhyun picks up on the third ring.

"Baekhyun! It's already ten in the evening, for fuck's sake! Where the hell have you been to again---"

[Sehun, open the door for me.]

When he opens the door after immediately rushing downstairs, Sehun doesn't expect a giggling Baekhyun who reeks of alcohol falling into his arms totally spent and wasted. His eyes widen in shock, seeing the plastic bag full of alcohol Baekhyun took home.

Since when did he learn how to drink?

"Sehuuuun.... Drink with me...." Baekhyun slurs as he hiccups, swaying the half empty bottle of soju in front of his face. "Pleeaaaseee? It's not fun.... drinking these alone, you knoooww? Hahahaha!"

Looking around, Sehun spots the three who have followed him into the living room. They are also looking worriedly at Baekhyun now mumbling noises under his breath.

"I'll carry him upstairs, take these away," Sehun tells Kyungsoo while he hugs Baekhyun inside his arms. He hands Kyungsoo the plastic bag containing the bottles of alcohol he got from Baekhyun's hand. Kyungsoo then quickly takes them to the kitchen table.

"Noooo!" Baekhyun argues, forcefully shoving Sehun and glaring at him with furrowed eyebrows. "You!!! Stop it!!!" He gestures his hand in the air, that he almost loses his balance if not for Jongin behind him holding his elbow for support. "Dooon't you dare!!! Touch meee!!!" He screams at Jongin, yanking his arm away, "I'm telling Chanyeol sunbae!!!"

"Baekhyun, how much did you have to drink?" Luhan asks in concern.

"I don't know.... Two...? Five....? Six....?" Baekhyun mutters while showing the number on his hand, "Does it.... still matter? Huh???? Will I see Chanyeol sunbae if I stooop!?"

"Go to your room so you could rest now," Kyungsoo says, looking at Baekhyun's disoriented eyes that won't meet his own, "Baekhyun, you still have classes tomorrow, right?"

"I don't fucking care!!!" Baekhyun wildly screams, pointing an accusing finger at Kyungsoo. "Youuu! You're such a bad person!!! I hateeee you, Baekhyun!" Then he starts crying once again, tears rolling down his cheeks as he breaks down.

"Because of you, Chanyeol sunbae won't come baaaack!!!! I hate you so much, Baekhyun!!!!" He falls down to his knees and sobs. "Whyyyyy are you like this, huh??? Why!" He slaps the floor with his hands while Sehun tries to pull him up but to no avail. "Fuuuuck! Don't touch me, you bastaaard!!!"

Sehun lets out a disheartened sigh, keeping his composure as he endures watching Baekhyun in pain like this.

"I'll take Baekhyun to his room," Sehun says, scooping the struggling male in his arms. Because Baekhyun is too panicky and emotional, he can't get a hold of him properly. "Jongin, please help me."

"No," Luhan interferes before Jongin and Sehun could lift Baekhyun up. "Both of you, just stay here. Kyungsoo and I will take Baekhyun to his room." Then he looks at Kyungsoo who immediately understands him.

"Right, we'll take care of him. You two, hands off," Kyungsoo says, so Sehun and Jongin both let go of Baekhyun. He then helps Luhan carry Baekhyun on their shoulders, and that is only when Baekhyun quiets down the moment he's secured in between them.

Luhan hastily opens the door of Baekhyun's room after he flicks the light switch open. Gently dropping a drunk and weeping Baekhyun on the bed, Kyungsoo releases a heavy sigh. Luhan carefully takes a seat on the bed beside Kyungsoo as they look down at Baekhyun worriedly.

"Chanyeol sunbae... did you leave me already..." Baekhyun sobs into the quiet, his chest heaving up and down as he cries his aching heart. His eyes and nose are long red and puffy due to crying all day. "Why... aren't you coming back yet... Are you... tired of me... Don't you... love me anymore? Is it because.... your mother hates me? Or is it because... I can't take care of you well?"

Baekhyun's cries get louder, "I promise I'll be good to you so just please... Please don't leave me like this.... I miss you so much! I want to see you so bad! I desperately want to be with you again, Chanyeol sunbae..."

Kyungsoo hardly prevents the tears to escape his eyes hearing Baekhyun's misery. He gently lies on the bed beside the crying male and delicately wipes the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Sssh, it's gonna be okay, Baekhyun," Kyungsoo whispers, hugging Baekhyun closer to his chest as he pats his back comfortingly, "Cry all you want if that'll make you feel better..."

Baekhyun faces Kyungsoo, scooting near to his warmth before he trembles and cries his lungs out. Luhan decides to lie beside him too, sharing the blanket with him and whispering comforts to his ear until his sobs tone down.

"After all those days you've been saying you were fine, this is the moment you couldn't take it anymore," Luhan says, soothing Baekhyun's arm and hushing him softly, "Don't keep it all to yourself. You have us by your side, Baekhyun."

"I'm sorry... Luhan hyung," Baekhyun says in broken tears as he closes his eyes, "Please stay with me... I don't want to be alone... I'm scared..."

"We're not leaving until you fall asleep," Kyungsoo says reassuringly, "We'll be here until you're okay and until you feel better. So please... Don't be so hard on yourself, okay? Don't drink like this again and don't go back to the airport anymore."

"If Chanyeol finds out you're doing this, do you think he'll be happy? Is he going to be proud of you?" Luhan asks, and Baekhyun furiously shakes his head as an answer while he shivers a little. "If you're worried about him, then we're also worried about you. Do you even know that?"

Baekhyun nods slowly while he curls himself under the blanket in between the two.

"Promise us ," Kyungsoo says, "I need to hear it from you even if you're drunk."

"Make a promise that you won't make Sehun and Jongin worried again," Luhan says.

"I-I promise..." Baekhyun mumbles as he hiccups. "I'm sorry... for being such a burden to everyone... I won't... do it again..."

"Good," Kyungsoo hums, "Now close your eyes and sleep."

Baekhyun falls asleep that night with Kyungsoo and Luhan lulling him to sleep, his endless tears drying against his cheeks. It's not one of his best nights especially without Chanyeol by his side, but it's painfully bearable, oblivious of the worst that is yet to come.

*

"Bye! See you later at home!"

Luhan waves one last time to Baekhyun and his boyfriends before he takes the subway with Sehun. Jongin and Kyungsoo practically dragged Baekhyun out with them, saying they were gonna take him to the mall for shopping. Having no choice and also frightened by Kyungsoo, Baekhyun just came along to at least liven up his mood.

"Are you sure Baekhyun's gonna be okay with those two? He looks like he's gonna cry," Sehun anxiously says, following with his eyes a frowning Baekhyun left at the station with Jongin and Kyungsoo. "I should've just come with them..."

"And what, leave me alone at home?" Luhan suddenly yawns, covering his mouth with his palm. He sits on the only vacant space he finds in the cramped train while Sehun stays standing beside him near the door.

"You should worry less about Baekhyun for once in your life, you know," Luhan says, "He's not a kid anymore. And besides, Kyungsoo is there, don't worry about Jongin."

Sehun just sighs helplessly, brushing off his worry. "Fine. You're right."

More passengers enter the train at the next station, so Sehun gives way and finds a more comfortable place to stand. Luhan stays seated beside him who looks like he's gonna fall asleep on the shoulder next to him. Noticing the older's repeated yawning, Sehun can't help but curiously ask.

"Hey, did you get a proper sleep last night? You look sleepy."

Luhan blinks slowly, looking up to Sehun, "Yeah?" Sehun nods. "Ever since that night when Baekhyun went home drunk, Kyungsoo and I have been taking turns sleeping with Baekhyun. He said he couldn't sleep alone in his room."

"I didn't know about that," Sehun says, feeling guilty. "You should've told me..."

"He doesn't want to worry you anymore that's why he didn't tell you," Luhan says, "Sometimes, though, Baekhyun would just cry in his sleep and lock himself inside the bathroom. Last night was no different. Baekhyun woke up at three am when he got sleep paralysis and I had to," he yawns again,"I had to make him stop crying..."

Sehun is still about to say something when the train stops at the next station, welcoming more passengers. The people massively crowds inside so Luhan has to stand up and free his seat to an old lady. He ends up being shoved against Sehun's chest when an office man bumps on his back.

"Shit," Luhan mutters, feeling suffocated especially now that he has no space to move. Sehun dangerously inches close to him isn't really helping either, he can smell Baekhyun's vanilla shampoo on him and this is really not good for his racing heart.

The Lord is really testing him. He's fully awake now.

"Stay still so you won't fall," Sehun protectively holds him near when the train moves again. "Are you okay? Can you breathe?"

Luhan hides his face and secretly smiles.

"I'm fine... It's just a little uncomfortable," he whispers, feeling Sehun's body flushed onto him. Since the male is taller, he's got to enjoy the beautiful view of Sehun's adam's apple and collarbones, as well as his perfect jaw and neck. This is really heaven. "Oh my god..."

"Yeah?"

"N-nothing."

It's like the office man is purposely grinding against Luhan, so what Sehun does is to exchange their positions so that Luhan is near the door caged inside his arms.

Luhan has to gasp and suppress the incoming squeal coming out of his mouth.

"You sure you're okay?" Sehun asks, looking down at him worriedly.

"O-o-of course, why wouldn't I," Luhan chuckles nervously. "Don't stare at me like that. I look so haggard."

Sehun just smiles in amusement, and Luhan writes a mental note to make Jongin jealous later.

The other door opens so Sehun looks up, scanning for a vacant seat around the train. His vision catches a familiar face of a woman among the passengers, and his heart almost stops functioning recalling who it is and where he has seen her before.

Luhan furrows his eyebrows, tracing where Sehun is staring blankly at. "Hey, what's wrong?"

The woman has her half-face covered with a handkerchief, but Sehun can clearly see her eyes. She keeps her handkerchief inside her bag, and Sehun's eyes widen in shock, knowing right then and there who that woman is.

It's Chanyeol's sister.

The train comes into a halt and the door opens again. Getting her bag, Sehun sees the woman standing up, heading out of the transportation. Before Sehun can even lose her, he abruptly grabs Luhan by the wrist and quickly gets off the train in record time.

"B-but this isn't our station yet--- HEY!" Luhan yells when Sehun tugs him to somewhere as though they were chasing for something. "Sehun! Where the fuck are we going!?" Having no idea what's happening, he still follows after the younger although he almost trips due to their hurried running. "Sehun! What's going on!?"

Even with the cluster of people around, Sehun still manages to see Chanyeol's sister hailing a cab beside the street. He stops running and lets go of Luhan, catching for his breath with his hands perched on his knees. He watches as the taxi drives off.

"Hail a cab."

"What--"

"DO IT RIGHT NOW!"

Luhan immediately waves his hand in the street until a cab stops in front of them. Immediately getting inside the vehicle with Luhan still clueless beside him, Sehun closes the door and tells the driver:

"Follow that car, please. Don't lose it."

"Sehun, what the hell is happening right now? Where are we going? Who are we following!?" Luhan asks in panic.

Sehun just sighs, "I saw Chanyeol's sister in the train. We're following her right now."

"W-what?" Luhan asks, obviously surprised.

"I can't be wrong! She's supposed to be in New York but she's here in Seoul!" Sehun yells. "She was pregnant the first time I saw her and I'm sure it was definitely her."

"Oh my god... If what you're saying was true, what is she doing here?" Luhan asks, "And is Chanyeol... with her?"

Sehun doesn't answer because he himself doesn't know.

Half an hour of them traveling in the outskirts of Seoul and following the taxi, they finally arrive at a secluded mansion far from the city. Both of them stay inside the cab parked in a distance, just waiting for the woman to get off the cab.

Luhan's eyes widen as he gasps in shock, seeing Chanyeol's sister closing the door of the taxi she rode. She definitely resembles Chanyeol a lot, with her round face and wide eyes. No doubt, it is indeed Yura.

Yura looks around her before she proceeds to enter the house.

"Let's not tell Baekhyun for the meantime," Sehun says to Luhan who nods at him as a response, "Let's find out the truth first."

*

To be continued.