Luhan stopped in his tracks and turned around to glare at Sehun, "Why are you following me?"

Sehun examined his nails, unconcerned by the looks Luhan was giving him, "I'm an  looking for an to belong to. After all, every needs an ."

"Look somewhere else, honey," he faked a sweet smile and then gestured to his own rear end, emphasizing how flat it was, "because I don't have anything worthy enough to be called an ."

Sehun looked at him and returned a fake and sweet smile, "That's okay. You are an ."

Luhan bristled, "At least you belong to me then."

"Oh, so you admit you're an ."

"Yes, slave." Luhan turned and continued walking to who-knows-where.

Sehun strolled along and commented, "You know, I think you're lost and don't know where you're going. Do we even have a destination?"

"What makes you think that?"

"Hmm. Well, we have been walking in circles for the past hour."

Luhan stopped walking and sighed, "I don't know where my house is."

Suddenly, a growling noise cut through the noise of the cicadas. Sehun looked up at Luhan, who was blushing, with an amused look. Sehun smiled, "Well, let's go find somewhere to eat first."

*~*

Jongin approached the cell of the girl and knelt to her level, since she was lying down in pain. The girl looked at him with tired but those stubbornly defiant eyes and croaked, "What do you want?"

Jongin looked