“My body!” Youngjae screeched. He pushed past Himchan and raced the rest of the way to the bathroom to find it empty. Panting he looked around and found Daehyun sitting on the arm of the couch, which was quite surreal because it isn’t every day a person can say they were searching for their body.

                “Glad to see you are as freaked about this as I am,” Daehyun said, trying to speak with an even tone, even though there were tints of laughter.

                Youngjae glared as he walked into the room, “I was going to kill you.”

                “You mean yourself?”

                Youngjae glowered more, for once without a comeback.