❝ A PAGE OF REVELATION ❞

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"Good morning."

You heard a voice as you opened your eyes slowly. Your exhaustion from last night urges you to flatter it back again, but you felt someone tugging the blanket close to your chin as soon as you woke up.

"Ran?" You muttered as your gaze clears up and adjusts to the light.

He was sitting beside your laying figure, and he was leaning at the bed's headboard with his other hand behind his head. He was shirtless, and his body tattoo glistened with the sun's ray from the wide window on the penthouse.

A pained wince escaped your mouth as you tried to move your body, but all you felt was a stinging pain that shocked through every part of your body.

"Don't move. " He said as he moves to your side to reach something.

"Huh?" You blinked as you looked at your body and saw bruises and bandages, there are some large giant cushions, blankets, and pillows around you.

"You passed out last night." He said as he soothes your back.

"Oh," your face heats as you grew embarrassed and he notices it.

"Why?" Ran chuckled as you kissed your forehead, pretending he has no idea.

"Come here," He said with his deep morning voice as he extends his arms for a hug and patted his shoulder.

You crawled to him and lie your head on his shoulder while he snakes his arm around your waist with large blankets on top of you both.

"Do you need anything?" He asked as he soothes your back which made you tremble because of the burn marks.

"I'm hungry." You murmured as your head was laying on his chest.

Ran was about to stand up from the bed, but you spoke once again which he listened.

"What happened when I passed out last night?" You asked worriedly.

"Well, Mikey immediately asked us when the three of us came home carrying you while you were unconscious." Ran laughed while your eyes widened.

"M-Mikey? Oh— he didn't—"

"Y/n, are you scared of Mikey?" Ran cuts you off, and a brief silence occurs as you finally spoke.

"Um, well, I don't really know how to explain it but—" You were cut off as he speaks, and to be honest... is Y/n really scared of Mikey? Even herself she doesn't know, it was all so infuriating to know and just dig in deeper because she knew no matter what, they were always on top of everything. It's difficult to not think such things as being scared whilst knowing you were just anchored to this mess.

Almost forgetting that you swore to yourself that you won't turn into one of them.

Yet you were living under the same roof with them, which your life all dependent on them, basically on their hands.

And so on, you believed that it's just that, nothing more.

After all, knowing it was forbidden knowledge.

"Do you get nervous around us?" He asked.

You stayed quiet for some seconds, "I don't know."

"How about Koko?" You asked each of the members, and you were honestly nervous when they get agitated.

"He already passed out before you. He kept on drinking because he lost exactly ten thousand from gambling." Ran laughed, "but a while ago when he woke up, he immediately rushed into your room but luckily Sanzu held him back and told him that you were sleeping and no need to worry about anything."

"I'm surprised you didn't spend your free days with one of your whores." You joked.

"Me? I don't have any." Ran snorted.

"Hard to believe." You shrugged, seeing how those women last night in the club were pawning him.

"I don't include myself in those. Only Sanzu and the others." Ran shrugged. "I simply don't find interest."

"Well, I think I should be the one who should get mad." You replied.

"Why?"

"My body can't stop aching."

"Oh, sorry bout that." He chuckled.

"But really though, we're sorry," Ran said as he lifted you and made you sit on his lap, facing him as he grabbed your cheeks with both of his hands gently and starts placing kisses on your face. "Sorry- sorry- sorry- sorry- sorry- sorry-"

"Is that enough?" His lips curled upwards as you leaned on his chest and he lifted the blankets.

"No, it's not enough." 

"Why? What else do you want?" He said while smirking, his tone was calm yet you knew there's a teasing tone behind those words.

"Yeah never mind." You huffed.

You were about to fall asleep again until you heard the door crash open and someone shouting which made you jump on Ran's lap.

"Good morning! I made breakfast!" Sanzu shouted as he ran to the bed and placed the tray on the side table.

Rindou entered the room with a sigh as he was bringing Sanzu's apron.

"He almost burned the kitchen." Rindou nonchalantly said as he fixed his posture and puts both of his hands in his pockets.

"Damn," Sanzu mutters while scratching his head as he observes the marks on your skin.

Sanzu leaned in to get the tray of food on the side bed, then he grabbed the spoon and feeds you. "Better eat." 

"I can eat by myself." You replied.

"Anyway, you'll be left here with Mikey later." Sanzu said.

You shudder a bit and paused for a second. You then slowly nodded while eating from the bowl. 

"Are y'all going out?" You asked.

"Yeah, to somewhere. It isn't that far, but it's important." Sanzu replied.

"Oh, where?"

"It's like uhh I dunno, we just have some business to handle--" Sanzu answered, but then Ran and Rindou gave him a warning look. 

"Don't," Ran thought, shaking his head. Sanzu just scratched his head and nodded.

"Alright then. We still have to leave early. Just call us if you need us to buy anything." 

After some time, you awoke after a few hours of sleep to find yourself alone in the room. You shrugged it off as you stood up, gritted your teeth as you fought the ache, and tried to walk, you were definitely walking like a penguin.

As you opened the door, you were met with Mikey.

"You look pretty tough." He muttered as he sees the bandages and marks on your body.

You just sighed and walked away, ignoring him, of course, you didn't forget what he said to you the other day, but then he grabbed your wrist.

"Wait, did you eat lunch already?" He asked, and you looked back and raised your brows.

"No," you replied.

"It's already night, yet you still haven't eaten anything but breakfast." He said as he let go of your wrist, and you checked the time on the wall, it was 21:00, oh well, you really needed a long rest after last night, it wasn't a nap already.

"I'm... not hungry." You said, but then he was already downstairs, so you just sighed and followed him.

You were now downstairs, sitting at the dining table with him with the penthouse's frigid atmosphere remaining. You saw Mikey walk into the dining area from the kitchen with cooked food.

You uttered a single thank you as you started to eat immediately, when you looked up after a few seconds, you noticed Mikey wasn't eating.

"You're... you're not eating?" You questioned as he just shook his head.

"I'm not hungry." He said.

"O-Oh."

"You don't pray before you eat unlike before, do you?" Mikey told, and you swear you almost saw him smile.

"What do you mean? Is it when I was working at the nightclub before?" You asked while you continue to eat.

Mikey paused for a moment and just nodded which caused you to raise your brow.

"I don't remember anything though, am I religious back then?" You asked, but then you immediately stopped after remembering that you should be mad at him.

"You were."

"You know, that's such a coincidence, because I've been having nightmares ever since I lived with all of you, but I kept it as a secret until now." You sighed, finally dropping your words.

"What is it?"

"About a certain structure. It's blurry, tho', but hey, I sense something religious in that ambiance... it's chilly."

Mikey's eyes widens as he looked at you with pure shock, he stayed like that for seconds, and it starts to creep you out, so you waved your hand in front of his face.

"Hello?" You said while he blinked his eyes and shook his head.

"Sorry, I dozed off for a second." He sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. "Go on, just continue eating."

You begun to get bothered by how there's no plate in front of him.

"Eat some." You said as you offered him your plate, you noticed that he's just been eating rarely, and dark circles are beginning to be more apparent under his eyes.

Mikey lifted his head as he looked at you, "I said I'm fine, thank you."

"Well, okay then." You said as you continued to munch the food.

Surprisingly, the food tastes good, and you raised your head, about to compliment Mikey's cooking until you noticed him smiling, and your eyes almost sprang out of their sockets, and you choked on your food.

Cough "Holy shit!" Cough "You smiled!" You shouted while coughing as you hit your chest, and Mikey immediately gave you a glass of water, you almost forgot that you should be mad at him.

Mikey just raises his brows and nods, "Yeah, I did, you don't like it?"

"No!" Cough "Smile more, it really suits you." You said as you gave him a thumbs up while gulping down the water.

Mikey walked to you and pats your back as you start coughing while drinking, oh shit, you literally choked on this food. "I told you, don't talk while your mouth is full."

"I-" Cough "I'm fine I swear." You gasped as you exhaled deeply.

"Mhm, get to bed after you're done eating, I'll clean these up." Mikey said as you nodded.

"I can wash the dishes but okay, I'll go in my room, but won't sleep though, good night." You said as you stood up and left the dining area.

"Yeah, night." Mikey replied as he fixed the dishes, and after some minutes, he then went back to his room.

As he went to his room, he quickly turned off the lights and laid down on his bed, his eyes wandering over the dim room as he sighed. Mikey turned to his side and kept on adjusting his position, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't sleep.

Instead, he just looked over to his side and looked at the picture frame standing on his side table.

It was an old Bonten group photo from years ago, and his fingers caressed the person between them, even if the face is covered with dirt and scratched off, he still knew who the person was very well, especially the necklace.

A melancholic nostalgia washed over him as a drop of tears finally dropped from his eye as he looked at the photo, only the light from the window glistened on his face and the picture frame on the dim room.

"Y/n..." Mikey whispered as he looked at the person in the photo.