"CHAN, I want to go to sleep. On an actual bed this time." Seungmin groaned as they sat down again in their destined seats.

"What's wrong with the bed we have here?"

Chan pointed innocently at the leather couches beneath them.

"Seriously, Chan. This is the fifth house in a row and we don't seem to find where the damn house is!" Changbin retorted to his older friend.

"Yeah, can't we just go book a night at the hotel to get some sleep? We can continue doing this tomorrow!"

Minho rolled his eyes.

"Seriously? You all are already tired after the fifth damn house and we didn't even get started yet!"

Chan glared at Minho in order to shut him up.

"Guys! I promise we would go to that hotel right now and book for the night. Just please, one more house."

They all sighed and nodded, causing Chan and Minho to get out of the car and hurry towards the gate, then ring the bell, looking up at the camera at the entrance.

They waited for a few minutes before they heard a familiar voice coming from the intercom beside them.

"Hey, guys!"

...

The familiar, friendly figure of Adam, Mal's brother, stood before them after greeting them with quick hugs filled with disbelief.

"Oh my God, we were searching for this house for hours!" Hyunjin groaned dramatically, causing the other boy to chuckle.

"I'm so glad you guys are here! My siblings would be so happy. Anyways... Rajwan is in his room, Jeongin is his room as well, and Mal went out with some friends. She'll be back soon though."

The group nodded happily, then eventually climbed up the stairs, where Jeongin's room was.

"Guys, I..." Seungmin began nervously, "I have to see Rajwan first. I'll see you guys in thirty minutes?"

They nodded again, watching their friend disappear through the long, wide hallway. They shrugged after a minute and proceeded to knock on Jeongin's door.

"Come in!"

Chan sent a wide smile to the others and opened the door. Jeongin, who was scrolling through his phone, looked up at the creaking of the door, then his eyes began to widen in shock.

He slowly sat up straight, fumbling with his fingers nervously.

"I..."

Before he could say anything further, Chan tackled him in a bear hug, and was soon followed by the others.

"We missed you so much!"

"Yeah, we finally found you!"

Jeongin blinked twice as the voices echoed through his head, his eyes fixed on Felix's enthusiastic expression while he hugged him tightly. Guilt rushed through him when he rubbed his friend's back.

"Felix, can we talk?" He muttered in a soft, weak voice.

Felix rubbed his back for a moment before looking at him with an angelic smile that almost broke his heart.

"Of course, Innie, whatever you want."

As the pair followed each other out of the room, the members stood for a minute to question the situation.

"I wonder if Innie did something wrong..."

The members waited for a few, long moments until Jeongin came back to the room, wrapping his arms around each one of them with a sad frown.

"I missed you guys so much..."

Hyunjin hugged him back, smiling widely as he spotted Kkami sleeping peacefully in a nearby corner.

"We miss you too, Innie... But where is Felix?"

Jeongin's heart dropped.

"He... He's waiting for noona in her room. I think he needs some time alone."

He didn't think. He knew Felix needed some time alone, away from him anyway.

Chan thought for a moment, then decided not to question the situation.

"What happen-"

"Anyways! I'm really tired. Aren't you guys tired?"

Jisung, who was surprised at Chan interrupting him like that, slowly nodded, his eyes suddenly heavy with exhaustion.

"You guys can sleep with me, right?" Jeongin offered, a hopeful, sad smile on his face.

"Okay... I'm sure we can figure something out, alright?"

They all nodded and glanced around the gigantic room, realizing that they could always share the king-sized bed, the two comfortable armchairs, and the big, gray couch on the other side of the room.

"We can definitely figure something out."

☂︎

Felix stood in the center of Mal's enormous, black-themed bedroom, taking occasional glances at the luxurious furniture with sad, desperate eyes.

He spotted a portrait with his picture on it lying on the nightstand, and another one with him hugging his girlfriend's torso while posing at the camera.

The two portraits seemed normal, at first. Until, he squinted hard at the edge of the smooth wood, and spotted the black tape, a smooth gesture that declared that he, in fact, was no longer there, but since Mal's room wasn't visited by much, no one noticed.

He let out a small, strangled sob of guilt and pain, then approached the portrait with wide open arms, slowly taking the black tape off the photo.

That was when he noticed the smooth, cursive handwriting on top of the portrait, almost hidden.

You mean everything to me. I'm so alone without you.

Come back.

As soon as he saw the words, his legs trembled and weakened, and he fell to his knees a few seconds later, soft sobs escaping his mouth.

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