"Stop right there, Baekhyun!"

"Yifan?!"

Yifan the Hatter, came rushing in. His voice was full of rage when he took in the site of me on the bed and Baekhyun on the floor. 

"...What did you do to Kyungsoo, Baekhyun?"

"Take a closer look at the situation. It's more like, what did she do to me?"

"When a man and a woman are alone in a sweet-dream room, it's common sense to show concern for the safety of the woman."

I was touched by Yifan's gentlemanly observation. 

(...It was a far cry from Baekhyun.)

In spite of myself, I was impressed, but I--

"It's partly my fault, too."

I spoke after reflecting on my actions.

"There's no doubt Baekhyun bears the brunt of the blame, but I feel somewhat bad for resorting to violence."

"What do you mean by somewhat?"

"Well, you wouldn't let me go, so you didn't leave me much choice, did you? I only did what I had to do to protect myself."

Baekhyun smiled tightly as I stated my case.

"You have a point, Kyungsoo. I have no comeback, because you're absolutely right in that regard."

Baekhyun's outright admission that he had no intention of letting me go and was even willing to be brutalized... 

I gave him a grudging smile.

"..."

Yifan regarded us both with displeasure. 

"The two of you seem...to be getting along."

"Yup, we're getting along just fine."

"Don't be fooled by your imagination."

...Baekhyun and I spoke at the same time. Yifan knitted his brows with wariness and held out his hand toward me. 

"Let's go, Kyungsoo."

"Huh? Go where?"

"It doesn't matter. But there's no way I'm leaving you here."

Yifan tried to approach me but was stopped in his tracks. A pillow suddenly came flying in Yifan's path.

"I won't let you take her."

(...Did Baekhyun just throw that pillow? No,