Morning comes by quicker than you expected it to, loud talking surrounding you as you squint your eyes open, the sun peaking through the windows. Your sleep was surprisingly good considering you were in a house full of unpredictable men.

A loud crash erupts followed by a yelp and you assume that someone fell.

"Shush! Y/n is sleeping!" Wooyoung whines and you feel your cheeks burn as you push yourself up, the quilt on you sliding down to your waist. Wooyoung notices and groans, turning to smack Yunho on the arm letting you know that he was the one who made the noise. You notice that they are the only ones in the room, all the doors closed and you start to wonder that maybe you three are the only ones awake.

"He woke you up, didn't he?" Wooyoung whines and you smile sheepishly, shaking your head no. You throw your legs over the side of the couch and stand up, your eyes still droopy and your head still fuzzy. You can't see outside but you know that it's early morning, possibly 7 or 8. Back at home you'd always wake up before then, 6 was the norm as you'd have to be to work by 6:30 sharp. Home. You missed your mother, Annabeth, even the damn saloon. You missed working and speaking amongst the customers. You don't know how your life is going to turn out with these men, especially with Mingi. He had disrespected you, threatened you and you're not entirely sure the rest are willing to protect you incase he just had enough.

"Y/n! You there?" Fingers snap in your face and you jump so high up that Wooyoung cracks out a laugh but quickly covers his mouth as if afraid the others might wake. Your cheeks flush a deep cherry red but you nod and push yourself up.

"I made some breakfast! Might not be as good as Seonghwa's but... I tried!" Yunho speaks from behind Wooyoung , a bright smile on his face with a bowl of what looks like oatmeal in his hand. You don't have the heart to tell him that it doesn't look edible. But , he was nice enough to cook for you and you were more than grateful for that offer. So you smile and walk over to him, grabbing the bowl as he quickly places a spoon in it.

Soon all three of you are eating, the two males clearly enjoying the meal but you aren't even close to finishing it , eating slow and struggling to keep a smile on your face at the taste. Maybe I should teach him how to cook. You scoop up some food and bring it up to your mouth but a loud slam makes the spoon drop from your hand and clatter into the bowl. You don't have to see their face to know that it's Mingi, his shoulders slumped and his hair messy from being slept on. He doesn't bother to glance in your direction and you're glad he doesn't, scared that he might say something else hurtful. Wooyoung glances at you for a moment wanting to say something but doesn't and instead goes back to eating his food, Yunho following suit.

"Did you guys take all the damn oatmeal?" Mingi's voice is quiet but his tone isn't kind and all you want to do at this moment and give him your oatmeal, not wanting it anymore. But you're scared to do even that, so you stay silent and look down.

"Sorry! There should be some stew left!" Yunho says apologetically and smiles towards Mingi to which he doesn't return and only gives him a look, his fists clenched and his shoulders tense but he releases a sigh and runs a hand through his hair. He doesn't have the energy to say anything smart , not wanting to deal with Hongjoong's mouth again and instead just turns back around towards the kitchen and grabs the stew.

"Hey, Y/n, do you have a lover?" The unexpected question has you choking on your spit, waving your hand about as you snap your head up to Wooyoung who only stares at you in confusion, waiting for your answer. You don't know how to respond , too embarrassed to tell the truth. You've never been with anyone before and you certainly don't see yourself being with anyone now considering the situation.

"N..No I don't," you respond quietly and you don't miss the snort that comes from Mingi. You don't need a mirror to tell that your cheeks are so red you could pass for a tomato. You expect Yunho and Wooyoung to laugh but they don't.

"San doesn't either! Well, actually he did—"  Wooyoung is stooped by Mingi who clears his throat throwing him a warning glare. Now you're completely confused and interested. San had a lover? Where is she now? You knit your eyebrows together and bite your lip ,now completely lost in thought that you don't hear a door open and boots clicking on the floor.

"Yunho, did you round the horses?" San sounds different, his tone is low and raspy as if he had been yelling. He walks around the table and you can see that his hair is a mess , his clothes wrinkled and his shirt messily tucked into his pants. You can't doubt that he looks attractive but you just shake your head and cast your eyes away.

"No I didn't! I made breakfast, though!" Yunho exclaims but then looks back at his empty bowl,"Well, not enough.." Wooyoung stifles a giggle as Yunho smiles sheepishly.

"I don't think I'd want your oatmeal anyways, Yunho," San responds almost rudely but Yunho doesn't seem fazed and laughs loudly. You notice how close everyone are to each other and you start to miss the bond you had with Annabeth, missing the way you guys would have the most dumbest inside jokes that would somehow get you guys in trouble. You wondered how she was doing , how your mother was doing. How everyone was doing. You clench your fingers around your shirt and feel the texture when a thought hits you. I don't have anymore clothes. For what seems like the 100th time today you feel embarrassment flood in your veins.

"Is Hongjoong still asleep?" Yunho questions,"Where are Seonghwa and Jongho? They're usually up as soon as the sun breaks through."

"They rode to town, getting some supplies," Mingi answers in a clipped tone obviously not saying more than what there is and the others sense it , nodding and changing the topic. It's silent for a moment and no one makes a sound other than Wooyoung and Yunho who quietly argue about something and Mingi's tapping on the counter. San just stands in the doorway, the screen door closed and the sun peaking through it shining throughout the house.

"Y/n, why don't you go and change in the bathroom?" Yunho suggests and nods his head to the direction of what you assume is the bathroom but you don't say anything , too embarrassed and nervous. San knows that you don't have anything with you , turning his head and opens his mouth but Mingi beats him to it.

"Doesn't look like she has any baggage to me." All of them look at you and you wish that you could just fling yourself out the door and hope to god that a coyote might be hungry enough to catch you.

"It's fine, we'll get her some when we ride out," San replies quickly and shoots Mingi a warning glance, hoping that he'd just keep his mouth shut but Mingi just laughs sarcastically, his head thrown back dramatically.

"Seriously? You bought a girl that doesn't even own a wardrobe?" He's clearly doing this to insult you , to hurt you and he's certain it's working as he watches you, your head tilted down and your fingers trembling in your lap. What exactly had you done to him to make him act like this towards you?

"Mingi, shut the hell up," San says but this time his voice isn't as soft as before , threatening and low.

"I'm not sure you're in charge here." Everything went so fast and before you know it San is close to Mingi, so close that Yunho has to jump up to push them away from each other , the height difference almost funny. You were the cause of the heavy tension in between them and you wish that you were never brought here. For a moment the three males only stare at each other as Wooyoung stays seated , his eyes wide and expectant as if waiting for something to happen.

"And you are?" San mocks, struggling to keep his lips from twitching up in a cocky grin.

Mingi opens his mouth to speak , a sudden smirk curling on his lips but then he's interrupted by the screen door slamming open and boots stepping on to the wooden floor. Snapping your head to the direction you see Hongjoong walk in followed by Seonghwa and Jongho. Seonghwa's hair is unusually unkept , a fresh cut on his cheek and you can't help but worry. What had happened?

"Please tell me you guys aren't trying to brawl like toddlers again," Hongjoong says sarcastically, pulling the gloves from his hands and his stare gleaming down on Mingi specifically,"I'm getting tired of your immaturity, Mingi."

The said male drawls back as if he were slapped , his face going blank before he curls his lip in anger but doesn't say anything and only clenches his fist in silent fury. It was kind of amusing how strong and intimidating Mingi was, so mean that he'd fight a rattler and give him the first bite but towards a Hongjoong he was submissive and silent. There was no doubt in mind that Hongjoong was the leader, carrying the presence of one.

"San, same for you." San doesn't respond as well and nods his head, breathing heavily as if to calm himself and then turns his attention towards you. His eyes are still full of annoyance and anger but he motions his hand for you to walk over to him and moves past Hongjoong but not before he whispers something to him.

"Y/n, lets go."