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Kris' face, despite the fact that he’s only on the Ipad’s screen, seems to enjoy your shocked stated. The slightest tugging of his lip indicated his amusement. You steadied your breathing and composed yourself. Sehun and Chanyeol were cheering, jumping like retards.

“More time with Minhee!” Sehun hi-fived Yeol. Kai was smirking at your direction. “More time to guard you.” He winked.

You slumped back the couch and sighed. “Ge, this can’t be! I… Uhm… Mama will—“

Kris rolled his eyes. “Don’t make up excuses. Mama already knows you escaped again, mei. You’re just lucky the media didn’t arrive, we’ll be screwed. You’re a big disappointment today, Wu An Ran. If you truly want to go back here, then behave.”

A tear escaped your eye. “Ge, Miahne. I know I’ve always been a disappointment, and now this.”

The room became quiet. Even your brother didn’t know what to say. You're using one of your tricks on hi again. and unfortunately, he's not gonna fall for it. He just looked at your 'broken' state.

D.O. slowly made his way towards you. He was about to comfort you when you stopped him by waving him off. “Please, don’t. I made you worry, Oppas. I’m sorry.”

They all looked at you differently. Emotions filled the room. Kris snickered. 

“Mei, I know it’s hard. I know you want to come home, but you have to mature. Dad and I won’t handle the company forever, you have to take over and help, too. You're acting like a little child."

The thought of working bugged you. But, measuring the situation, you can’t speak up. You slowly nodded.

Suho was talking to you calmly. He didn’t want to make you feel lonely. “Minhee, we just want to help you.”

You stared back at his sincere eyes, suddenly feeling guilty. “I’m sorry, I know you warned me. It’s just that…” You closed your eyes, thinking of how to phrase what you really wanted to say. But then you felt his hands on your cheeks.

“It’s okay. I know you really love it, and it’s hard to resist. Just… do your best not to fall into temptation and escape again.” He warmly smiled. You hugged him lightly. “Thanks, Oppa.”

Kai slung his arm around you. “You naughty girl.” He poked your cheek and grinned. Suho chuckled and walked away.

“Were you worried too?” You looked up.

Kai snorted “No, not even a bit.”

You looked at him pointedly and shrugged his arm off. “Oh.”

He giggled and ruffled your hair. “I was joking. Of course I was. If wasn’t I wouldn’t be risking my life speeding off to Hongdae.”

You smiled a bit and looked at him sincerely. “I’m sorry.”

He looked away and laughed. “Yeah, yeah. It’s really fine now.”

“There are 5 rooms here. Sehun and Suho share, Kyungsoo and Chanyeol, Kai and I have own rooms. You can use that room there.” Baekhyun pointed out, his expression blank, his voice monotonous.

You bit your lip and nodded. “Uhm, thanks. Baekhyun Oppa.”

He nodded and started to walk away. You fiddled with the hem of your dress and called out. “O..Oppa.”

He stopped and his heel. “Yes?” He was still emotionless.

“I’m sorry…” You muttered, avoiding his eyes. He just nodded and entered his room.

You sighed. Chanyeol tapped your cheek and smiled. “Don’t worry. He’s just tired.”

Chanyeol noticed your sadness and tried cheering you up. He slowly took your hand and opened your curled fingers. You looked at him questioningly, guilt in your eyes. He smiled and placed something on your hand.

*A lollipop?* A smile crept up your face.

“Gomawo Oppa. And I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry its fine. Just don’t do it again, arraso?”

You nodded eagerly and admired the colorful candy.

“We need to pick up your clothes, by the way.” He added. You smiled and nodded. “Arraso.”

Both of you walked towards the door of the building’s lobby when Chanyeol’s phone started ringing. He motioned for you to wait. You stood there with thoughts like whirlwind on your mind.

“Ne, Eomma~” You could hear Chanyeol a few meters behind you.

“But, I can’t, I’m—“ He sighed and looked at you, slowly putting his phone back.

“I’ll just call Kyungsoo to send you there, my mom needs me.” Chanyeol snorted, and was about to walk back to the elevator when you stopped him.

“Its fine. I’ll call L.joe Oppa.” You smiled. You felt guilty for escaping, or being found out, and you don’t want to be a burden anymore.

Chanyeol looked at you as if he’s measuring the situation. You placed your hand in his shoulder and smiled. “I won’t escape, Oppa. Promise.” He slowly nodded and pulled you in his arms lightly. “Call me if you reach home safely, and go back here in the condo after.”

You looked at Chanyeol’s figure walking away. People walked in and out the lobby, some looking at you. You glumly stood there, tired. Lazily, you reached for your phone in your bag.

“What again? I already said you should behave. It’s already 1am, go to sleep.” L.joe complained on the other line.

You sighed and took time to respond. “Oppa, can you pick me up?”

“What? Why? Where are you, Mihee? Are you okay?” He sounded alarmed.

You exhaled. “I’m fine. I just need you right now, please.”

You could hear him exhale as well, in relief. “Where are you?”

You stated the address and waited.

A few minutes later, L.joe’s car stopped in front of the lobby. You quickly got in and raked your hair.

“What happened?” He was worried, far from his snobby side.

“I’m going to live with the Oppas.”

“What did you do now,Minhee?” His tone changed, now he was on the edge of getting angry.

You looked at the buildings and city lights as the car sped off. “I escaped. I went to Hongdae.”

L.joe stopped the car and looked at you intensely. His brows were knitted together, his lips pressed into a thin line. “Didn’t I tell you to behave?” He hissed.

You lightly trembled with his temper. “I know, Oppa an—“

“When are you going to learn, huh? You’re already 19.” He looked away and sighed. You softly placed your hand on in his shoulder. He looked back with his brows raised.

“I’m… trying.” You breathed out. L.joe chuckled. “Escaping is trying? Wow Minhee. You’re good.” He shrugged your hand off and continued driving.

“Okay, I’m sorry. Temptation and yeah.” You ranted. L.joe just chuckled and drove faster. You sat back, slumping.

“I thought you’d only annoy me by coming here in Korea, turns out there are 6 guys getting bothered by you too.” He snickered.

You closed your eyes, thinking about things. And thinking about how you’re life is gonna be.

*Kris ge is really serious. He’s determined to make me grow up and work. I can’t even…ahhh!*

“You’d need this.” L.joe threw something to you, hitting your head. You rolled your eyes at him. Both of you already arrived at your house, and were packing stuff. Or at least you’re the only one packing; L.joe was just strolling around your room, enjoying your misery.

You held up what he threw. “Napkins?” You smiled.

L.joe just shrugged. “What? You may get your period anytime. It would be embarrassing if you’re gonna let them buy it for you.” He plopped on the couch and busied himself with food.

“Yeah, right. I can always call for you to buy some for me.” You laughed.

L.joe shot you a look. “If that happens, I won’t buy it for you. Bleed there on your own, woman.”

You just had to laugh at that.

You walked in and out of your closet, picking out the right clothes. 2 bags were already filled, not to mention the other one was only for shoes.

“I disappointed them. I mean, they’re supposed to guard me, then I escaped.” You waited for L.joe to say something, but he just gave you a meek nod.

“Are you sleeping?” His head slowly bobbed on to his side.

*Aigo, Byunghyun Oppa.*

As soon as you arrived back to the condo, after taking full effort in waking up L.joe to drive you back, some of the guys were already sleeping. Suho yawned and helped you with your stuff.

“Thanks, Oppa.” You smiled. He smiled back and went to his room.

 You lay flat on the bed, tired. The night was incredibly long. This morning you were still playing around with them, and now you live with them.

After a hot shower and changing into comfortable clothes, you stood reluctantly on Baekhyun’s door. He might be asleep by now, but guilt was eating you.

“Baekhyun Oppa.” You lightly called out, gaining no response.

“Oppa.” You knocked, but you just heard the faint humming of the television.

“Can I enter?”  You asked. There was no response. Sighing in defeat, you walked back to your room.

“You need something?” His voice made you turn on your heels.

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