Sehun practically glares at him as he shovels a fork covered in slightly overcooked pasta into his mouth, using his free hand to attempt to close down the page of Google he’s got up on his desktop computer. Kyungsoo’s pretty sure he shouldn’t be googling anything on the job, but it’s not like he’s Sehun’s boss or anything so it really doesn’t matter.

The stupid taller teen now had shorter black hair that made his pointed ears stick out and Kyungsoo was sure that such a look on Chanyeol must be illegal because he thought his was in Middle-earth and Chanyeol was one of the elves that Kyungsoo would really rather not spend his time with, especially with that semi-permanent creepy grin.

I take in my surroundings, reaching my hand out to trace the petals of bright yellow wildflowers that nurse my small frame in their arms. Endless forest surrounds me, it seems to stretch on forever into the distance; a mess of creeper vines, fallen branches, and decaying leaves.