32.

“Did hear all that last night?” Kim Jongin questioned mockingly, a sly smile adorning his face. Park Chanyeol tried his very best not to punch a hole in his perfect teeth.

“Kyungsoo stole your precious little sister, do you really feel nothing?” He continued, “You know D.O isn’t trustworthy, he doesn’t love her or anything, he’s just using her as a toy or something that he will get bored of eventually- “

But before Jongin could complete his sentence Chanyeol grabbed his collar, furious.

His fist stopped right before Jongin’s face, mere centimeters away. He took a deep breath and tried to recollect himself. After a minute of silence Chanyeol finally let go.

Jongin only smirked, crossing his arms and observing the enraged giant. It was certainly amusing to him.

Chanyeol walked away without sparing another word and headed straight towards the living area.

There he found Baekhyun scurrying about with a toast in his mouth almost spilling the juice in his hand. He looked at Chanyeol and flashed a silly smile.

“Ah I woke up a little late, I have to report to the hospital by 9.” He grinned but the cheerfulness in his face slowly disappeared when he picked up the mood.

He sighed softly and walked towards Chanyeol, putting an arm over his shoulder.

“You’ll get her out of here...we will.”

Just as Chanyeol was about to say something, footsteps were heard at the other end of the room. Kyungsoo