(a/n) mark has black hair and hyuck has pinkish-blonde hair

CAFUNÉ.
running your fingers through the hair of someone you love

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"HOLD UP," Renjun whispers, stuffing his hand in his pocket to retrieve his phone. "I'll try calling." He opens it, rushing before the battery runs out—it was only three percent. He selects Jisung's name in his contacts list and waits for him to pick up.

"Oh. Shit."

Renjun swears under his breath. "Subscriber cannot be reached, please try again later." the annoying robotic voice said through the speakers.

Even cell signal was cut off.

"Let's just try looking for them," Marf huffs, starting to walk through the hallways of the house. Renjun switches on the flashlight feature, walking alongside the older to provide light.

        Jaemin and Jeno started feeling more uneasy by the minute, biting their lips and frantically looking for the two youngest. Jaemin's breathing becomes shallow, which Jeno noticed.

"Jaemin-ah, relax," Jeno whispered, grazing his arm reaching out for his hand, interwining them with his. Jaemin's heart dropped, his cheeks dusted with a light shade of red after coming in contact with Jeno. He rubs the latter's palm with his thumb, a burning sensation waving through his entire body. Something about Jeno just makes Jaemin flustered.

        Mark starts to worry a lot, a sharp pain growing in the pit of his stomach. "Ugh, where are they?", he mutters, constantly looking left to right. Meanwhile, Donghyuck slowly walks from behind him and wraps his arms around Mark's waist, his tense body immediately softening from his touch. Hyuck presses his body on the latter, closing the gap between the two and sharing his warmth and soothening Mark. The older whimpers softly, a serge of relief and comfort flowing through his nerves. Skinship is something Mark really loves if ever he had a partner. With Hyuck, his touch feels so soft against his, relaxing him in an instant. It's just another way of expressing love and care to someone else—so subtly, but full and wholesome at the same time.

        It was hard back-hugging while walking, however the duo didn't mind at all. The boys continued walking until they come across the staircase.

"Guys!", Renjun exclaimed, looking back at them while pointing upstairs. "They might be up there!"

They followed right behind Renjun, watching their steps closelyh so as not to fall down. Just after climbing the flight of stairs, they've—yet again,

—met another tragedy.

Blackness filled their visions as Renjun's phone lost battery, switching off the flashlight which was their only source of brightness.

"Fucking hell," he let out relentlessly, eyes filled with fury and anxiety.

"Hey, calm down," Jeno cooed softly, facing Renjun and cupping his cheeks lightly to cool him down. He smiles in return, pulling his arms down telling him to stop. "It's okay, Jeno, I'm okay," he whispers, cheeks flush with red.

They make their way through the upper floor, immediately finding a room to their left. "Let's check here," Jaemin announces, pressing his ear against the door.

Immediately, Jaemin takes one, dangerous step back. Evidently, his heart pulses madly in his chest, heaving up and down, and his lips quivering like crazy.

Worried, the boys approach Jaemin, who seemed caught up in a daze. A bad one, that is.

"J-Jaemin?" Mark spoke softly, taking hold of the said boy's wrist and shaking him gently.

Jaemin blinks slowly, regaining composure being struck by much fright.

He sweats bullets, his eyes filled with fear. "T-Th-ere..."

Jaemin managed to lift his arm and point his finger to the door.

"H-Hum-ming..."

His breath hitched in fear, which only made the others even more confused. They furrowed their brows but Renjun didn't think twice and went to approach the door.

Renjun takes small steps to the door and presses his head against it.

He shot his eyes open.

Humming.

Renjun was taken aback.

It was true.

And being the eldest, Mark took initiative—and he decided, to go in.

Mark mustered all his might and pulled the door open, and slowly, he took a small step inside.

The eerie humming filled his eardrums, and his heart sank.

Mark tried his very best to ignore it and contain his fright, so he slowly pans the room, looking around for those two.

Chenle and Jisung.

—Nothing.

He was more scared given that no one was in sight, but the humming was really there—only, where?

Shivering, he takes another step inside, being as quiet and careful as he can. Renjun follows behind, gripping onto Mark's shoulder, tiptoeing as discretely as possible. The rest stay outside, huddled together fearfully.

        The two slowly made their way to the closet, the humming gradually getting louder.

   "H-Hyung," Renjun breathes out heavily, whispering as quietly as possible. "We better check them in here,".

        Mark agreed and together, they slowly swung the closet door open, and lo and behold—

        Chensung were there.

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The blonde haired boy looked at Mark and Renjun, with widened glistening orbs filled with confusion. He stopped humming and gave them a wide smile. "Ah, Renjun-hyung found us!", he yelped, patting the latter's back.

Jisung woke up with puffy eyes and a faint smile, his arms wrapped around Chenle's waist while the older's arms were around the younger's neck.

"Oh," Jisung softly spoke in a low, raspy voice. "Lele, how long did I sleep?"

Chenle swore that voice was doing things to him.

   "Longer than you think. You had me humming for about two hours!" Chnele broke out, as he managed to dismiss the bubby feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Oh, woops." Jisung spoke sheepishly with a sly grin as Chenle scoffed. The two giggle cutely in their own contained little worlds, completely ignoring the fact that they weren't the only ones in the room.

"Ahem...", Mark fake-coughed with a smirk on his face. "Shall we get going?"

Donghyuck, thinking that Mark and Renjun were being eaten alive by Sadako, walked in with his tippy toes, and afterwards he heaved a big sigh of relief when he saw them standing unharmed.

"The coast is clear, Private Nana, please inform the others, over.", Hyuck whispered with all his might.

"Lieutenant Fullsun, I copy. Over.", Jaemin spoke back softly. He faced Jeno and clutched his hand, walking in.

They stand beside Renjun and Mark, looking at the closet with the cutest duo cuddling inside.

"Use protection!" Jeno yelled at the two, startling the life out of them.

"What the fuck?", Jisung muttered, a disgusting look on the older. Jeno smirked at them, Chenle confused as hell.

"Guys, we better get going. From now on, we're all sticking together. It's dangerous, you know," Mark asserted firmly, looking at each of the boys. Chensung climbed out of the closet, legs a tad bit wobbly but they could manage. Interlocking their fingers together, Chenle and Jisung grinned softly, enjoying the moment and company together.

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— I SWEAR TO GOD I PROMISED TO JUST CHECK OUT THE TITLE OF EACH CHAPTER IF I HAVE TO CHANGE IT AND I ENDED UP REVISING IT LIKE WTF OOOOOOOOPPPSSSS
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