Dance to Escape
Golden Quill - The Leaders (GQ3)Baekhyun and the four-woman were shoved into Davi’s room and the door locked from the outside. The balcony door was also secured. This lockdown after numerous unsuccessful attempts to cut the ropes off. It required a special type of blade, which they didn’t have on the island. Someone had also lost the keys to the second cuffs.
After Yifeng had sworn over why there wasn’t a master and many more complaints against the security team - Yixing had finally stepped in and ordered everyone to retire for the night. In all the confusion and Yifeng’s rant, Kris and Tao had managed to get back into his room and were left quite unattended. They sat side-by-side on the bed, silent for a while. Tao laughed shortly as he remembered what happened.
Kris laughed.
"Worth it." Tao held his fist out.
"So worth it," Kris fist-pumped him.
Tao laughed again and didn’t stop. They sat on the bed, laughing. They did not know what tomorrow would bring, but for now, they could share a moment of peace.
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Baekhyun tried to shift. But it was no use, they were stuck and all he’d done was make Yifeng angrier. He’d just moved, instinct and a need to get to Isa. He couldn’t accept that they were in this situation. There was always a way. He was Sehun’s brother, Isa was Sehun’s wife. It was his responsibility to make sure he returned her safely to Sehun’s side.
“I’m sorry,” he said discouraged and disappointed in himself.
“That was awesome,” September told him. They were still back to back.
“And so fast.” Sung-kyung praised. She moved her hand but ended up hitting Hana on the head.
“It was masterly. Yifeng’s wife was stuck facing him.
“Baekhyun.” he introduced himself.
“Davi.” she smiled and her eyes danced,
Baekhyun turned his head, “I know who you are…Captain. I think the whole island knows by now.” Hana sounded bored. She rolled her eyes, “It was quick thinking.” she acknowledged.
“But, we’re stuck this way…”
Davi considered him, “Don’t you like it?” she couldn’t help but tease his cute pixie-like face.
He blushed, ‘Ah…I’m a widower…” He tried to press closer to Isa, like it would protect him. September smiled.
“Alright then. But we did offer…” Davi brought her hand up and over his head. The rope loosened enough for September to turn and she slung her arm over his shoulder, which loosened the rope for Hana to duck unde
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