it's 1.38am, perfectly half an hour before 'round two' starts.

the doors are locked, the windows sealed shut, no connection found; what was left are the boys and the vibrant screen of the tv that is now controlled by this unknown 'commander'. expecting to get useful information from the clips that were rolling, the commander showered the boys with fancam of wanna one instead, showcasing all the 11 members' fancams for energetic. it's not a burden to listen to the song repeatedly for 11 times, but in this tightening situation, they would rather have themselves accompanied by silence.

with taehyun's consciousness deflating, and sanggyun's body disappearing out of nowhere, kenta was involuntarily in charge for his other 3 dongsaengs who were still in the midst of shock. he was still pretty unstable himself, but he couldn't bare to hand over his dignity that fast just because of a little more freak show, not when the others are experiencing the same. so they  all gathered in the living room, circling the  television that couldn't respond to demands of changing channels, decreasing the volume, or even turning off. kenta didn't forget to tuck taehyun relishing his deep slumber that'll last for no more than three hours (of course in the living room where he could watch him as there's no way they're getting another missing body crisis)

the boys were out of focus, exhausted, and half-asleep. hwang minhyun's voice is now dim, them at the 4th fancam of energetic starring kim jaehwan. the atmosphere changed when donghan suddenly pops out of nowhere, placing a bottle of soju and a couple of glasses on the table a little bit too aggressively. kenta was only able to glare at the maknae's way of solving everything that wouldn't necessarily help.

"what? we look like we need it." donghan mutters sheepishly as he opened the bottle lid. "it's aight if you don't want it, more for me."

"the only thing great about this idea is that at least we'd be able to keep the commander among us unsober." hyunbin points out before snatching the bottle away from donghan just for his own.

donghan grins. "drinking-free just for this day? a jbj member? boy, you'd look suspicious."

kenta scoffs. "try me." kenta takes away the bottle from hyunbin (which was actually also taken from donghan) and drank the substance inside the bottle without notice. of course he was nice enough to give at least a sip for the other members to retrieve. it was not long until they take another handful of bottles that they had in their lifetime stock.

one member wasn't up for the party, though.

"you haven't moved an inch." hyunbin eyes yongguk who was only staring at all of them intently all this time.

"yes."

"strange that this doesn't amuse you."

"i try to stay sober for the rest of the night."

"ah, suspicious." donghan smiles from his drink, his gaze shows sense of mischief.

"out of a group of people, there must be one man sober."

"since when does that apply in our group?" kenta slurs as he messily pours the remaining liquid from their fourth bottle and passes it to yongguk's direction. "drink."

yongguk shakes his head. "not interested."

"hyung's weird.." hyunbin oars yet not in all seriousness. he rests his shoulder on unconscious taehyun's shoulder.

"you know that taehyun hyungs wouldn't want us to do this if he's not unconscious."

"that's ridiculous." kenta mutters. "you're ridiculous."

"no. i'm just being reasonable."

"huh, reasonable?" donghan leers. "guess you must've been really reasonable when you tried to convince taehyun hyung that i'm the culprit."

silence. little did the boys notice, the maknae was really hurt by what they did earlier. the amount of distrust that has been given to him was immense; apart from kenta and sanggyun, he believes that he's definitely the one who experienced the most from the night. so demanding him as the one in guilt is the biggest misunderstanding that the hyungs had taken from him. and by that, he was mad.

he was mad of them not trusting him.

he was mad of yongguk hyung who tried his best to make him look guilty.

he's mad of yongguk.

yongguk pauses. "there's no reason to discuss this."

"of course it is." donghan snarls. "you fucking made me look like a psychopath."

"that's enough." kenta cuts through, breaking the ice. "we are going to worry about this matter later."

"why not now when we still have time?" donghan questions. "why not now when we can still pick him as the commander?"

hyunbin sighs. "donghan–"

"he's been acting weird! ever since the call, ever since he left his room, he's always the one who's skeptical of everything." donghan states. "hell, the man doesn't even take a drink. he's been acting suspicious, can't you see?"

"donghan, your anger is just clouding your common sense—"

"why don't you believe me, hyung?" donghan yelps as kenta approaches him to keep him stable and away from yongguk. "you know i'm innocent! i am proved innocent by taehyun hyung! why can't you believe me?"

"what do you mean you're proved innocent?" yongguk asks coldly.

".. huh?"

"you're so full of yourself, no one has been proved innocent, not until we know the name taehyun hyung sent as the commander. we don't even know who that is. we don't even know if he guessed it correctly or not and what would've happened if he chose a different answer. hell," yongguk takes a deep breath. "we don't even know if he turns out to be the commander."

hyunbin nods. "we still can't trust our surroundings, but that doesn't mean we're going to blame each other with no apparent reason."

donghan wanted to respond, he wanted to scream out loudly, but he can't — as he didn't have a strong argument. he stood quiet instead and stared at them all before attempting to leave the living room.

"wait!" kenta rushes to donghan and pulls his hand. "stop."

donghan looks at him strangely before realizing that it was barely 30 seconds until the second round.

"don't move." kenta mumbles as he kept his grip and his position.

"why?"

kenta eyes the string that was tied perfectly in front of donghan's feet, and god knows what would've happened if he stepped on it.

the tv turns off. and so did the lights. the boys were paralyzed on their positions.

the phone flutters on, and a voicemail came out of it. "what kenta has found is just one out of the many traps in this house. find kim sanggyun's phone, and you might be able to get yourself out of the darkness."

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nono wanna one is not the culprit ehhehe:D
this story isn't even given a planned plot so just do know everything i wrote here are spontaneous and probably won't make sense at times lol

- yuehwa