The next few weeks went by smoothly. The book was now in our possession, telling all the secrets of most of the labs in all of Korea. Passcodes, copies of key cards, maps and even coordinance of every lab that was listed. Everything they needed to help Inhumans like us. For the first time, they were even able to free every single Inhuman in one of the biggest labs. From elderly to babies, they were all sent to China, a place that welcomes Inhumans freely. Apparently, the rest of the world does as well. Korea is one of the very few places that doesn’t.

Research stolen and then completely wiped out at the labs they visit now, giving all those who test on us a major problem. They would either have to give up or start from scratch, but as more Inhumans are being freed by EXO and others like them, the rate of Inhumans being born here is down in the single digit percentages.

I make a disgusted face, glaring at the file I was reading. Baekhyun had so much research on his hands he needed help going through it all. The entire table covered in stacks of folders, some dangerously high that they may fall over. “Apparently birthrates of Inhumans are so low, they’re either buying them illegally from other countries, or they’re paying people here to have them and sell them.” I glare at the paper, feeling the burn of bile at the back of my throat. I keep it down, trying to avoid looking at pictures. “ing awful.”

“Many labs have also made the decisions to start ‘breeding the subjects forcibly’,” Kyungsoo says, glaring at the paper in disgust.

“ing hell,” I say, looking down at the paper he just dropped onto the table.

“They can do that,” Jongdae asks, looking grossed out as well. His body was sense as he sat at a chair at the table, pushing the file he was reading away.

“They can do anything with that serum that temporarily renders Inhuman powers useless,” I mutter, dropping the file I held. “All you have to do is have someone who isn’t Inhuman who has the gene… or well…”

“Stop. If you guys keep talking about it I may vomit,” Baekhyun says from his spot on the table.

The room we’re in, the walls are covered in papers. Faces, names, news articles covered the walls. Pages with useful information also being added to the walls. It was bright, all the lights in here working along with a few orbs of pure sunlight. The table in the middle had a laptop where Baekhyun was currently working, typing away while attempting to break in. The rest of us all stood around the table, reading files and adding it to specific spots on the walls. Sections of the walls for each lab and a couple for some specific people. Recently, Junsoo’s information has been all taken down from the wall and replaced with yet another lab.

“Ah,” I say, triumphantly shaking a paper in my hand, “Complete details to the security network of InJin Labs!”

“That’s great,” Kyungsoo replys with a small smile, “Now we just have to find Kiyoung corporation’s new hideout.” He leaned against the table, eyes scanning the names on the folders.

“New,” I ask, adding the new paper to the wall under InJin Labs. It was almost completely filled up. Seeing how much we had on them, it’ll probably be time to pay them a visit.

“They moved,” Junmyeon says, looking through papers, “After all, when twelve Inhumans hellbent on revenge break out of your lab that is so secret not even the government knows about it, people deem it best to move locations after that.”

I frown, walking to the table, “Isn’t Kiyoung the worst one?”

I’m met with silence. Somehow, I gather the statement is true. I decide to change the topic, “So, why don’t you find footage of what these labs are doing and sent it to every free nation’s news outlets? Surely there are laws against treating living people like this?”

“Harder to hack out of a secure country than in one,” Baekhyun says, smiling. “However, this laptop was a piece of cake!”

“Why don’t you just hack into networks that are allowed to show things to other countries already,” I ask while absent mindedly looking through papers. “They’re showing propaganda, but if you can get into a place that already has access to the rest of the world’s internet, then you could upload what you want instead of their lies.”

“I’ve never tried that,” Baekhyun mutters, nodding, “That… that could potentially work. If I can gain access, then I’ll just upload footage they have of what they do to Inhumans, and their files and research and put it on the internet that isn’t locked down.”

“Why didn’t we convince Nayeon to add her to the team earlier,” Jongdae asks, running over to me and hugging me tightly.

“Nayeon would have killed us,” Kyungsoo retorts, smiling as well. “I hope it works. We could use some luck, and if it does, people all over the world would be outraged and perhaps something will happen here.”

“It’s violating many laws,” Junmyeon says, pointing at the many of disgusting files. He was tense, and lately it seems as if he’s always tense. He nods, “The Geneva Conventions were made to stop people being treated like this. All out war against the government could ensue if we manage this.”

“Miracle worker Baekhyunnie is on the case,” Baekhyun says, giving us a thumbs up. “I’ll start tomorrow, since it will probably take a whole day to get into such a secure network. Let me look through this first, and start to prepare for what I’m going to let out into the wild.” He glances up at us, “I’ll probably have to do it somewhere other than here, because they could find me since I’d be going after people with a lot of power and unlimited resources.”

I nod, “I think I’m going to nap.” I throw the papers I was looking threw down after hugging Jongdae back. “I’ve read a bit too much of this awful for today.”

I walk to the exit, waving at them. I hear Baekhyun say in a singing voice, “Give Yixing a kiss for me!”

“If you want a kiss get one for yourself,” I yell over my shoulder, prompting many laughs.

“Y/N, I didn’t know you were into sharing! So ,” Baekhyun fires back, making me blush as I continue down the hallway.

“Why do I put up with that sassy little ,” I mutter with a smile, stretching. I was very thankful to have people like Baekhyun and Sehun in my life, even if they tease me like that. They treat me like a sister, which is a new feeling for me since I have no siblings. Everyone else teases me as well, though just not as bad or as often as those two. Minseok is different, though. He teases me one in a while, making it very subtle so many of the others don’t even notice. He was definitely like the older brother one would go to for advice. These past two or so months, besides being in the most danger I’ve ever been in, I’ve never been happier. This family I’ve found in them is amazing and I absolutely wouldn’t trade it for the world.

The halls were empty and cold as winter was completely here, the land outside completely covered in snow. The school was pretty cold in the hallways, since one of the heaters is busted. The rooms were mostly fine, mine colder than normal. Somehow air was escaping my room, making it extremely cold, but I was too stubborn to go sleep anywhere else. I was walking past the entrance towards my room, hearing the front door open, seeing two people come inside.

“So cold,” A voice says, shaking snow off of them. I smile, hearing them mutter curses. The one who spoke was almost completely covered from head to toe. A thick parka over him and dark wash blue jeans were all I could see except for his eyes. “It’s below freezing, why did it have to storm today?” Yixing took off the hat he was wearing, his hair in complete disarray. He shivers, trying to get the snow completely off of him.

“Listen,” Minseok says, standing there in jeans and a normal short sleeve tee, completely unfazed by the cold. “It’s not that cold.” He smirks, “I mean, if it’s not cold to me it can’t be cold to anyone else! Besides, the roof had to be fixed! You’re the one who insisted!” The older man shrugs, wiping the snow out of his now recently dyed silver hair. He looks forward, smiling, “Oh, hi, Y/N! What are you doing?”

Yixing looks forward as he takes off his scarf. He smiles, biting his lip. I smile, feeling happy and like there were butterflies in my stomach, which is how I feel anytime I see him anymore.

“I was just going to take a nap,” I explain, “Spent way too long looking through files and, since I woke up at 4AM, I think I deserve one.”

They walk closer to me, Yixing taking off more and more. I take the hat and scarf from him, freeing his hands to hold more. “Thank you,” He says, with a soft voice. “Did you find anything,” He asks, trying to keep the chill from affecting his voice. The tip of his nose was red from the cold and I couldn’t help but find it cute.

“A lot of security things for a lot of labs, the ability to access their files. A lot of it is awful to read.” I frown, looking from one of them to the other. “I just… I can’t stop thinking that’s what you all went through and it just makes me sad and angry. I just need a break from it all for a bit.”

Minseok frowns, “Y/N, don’t think about that. Think about all the people we’re helping.” He smiles at me as Yixing’s coat lands on his head. He gives the younger man a playful glare, but still hold it for him anyways.

“We’re helping so many people, more than ever,” Yixing says, removing his gloves, “Bad things happen all the time. What matters is that we are actively fighting against it.”

I nod, “You’re right. So what were you both doing outside in the middle of a snow storm?”

“Fixing a part of someone’s roof,” Minseok answers as he takes Yixing’s gloves from him. “It’s been noticed that someone’s room is colder than the others because there was a bit of a hole in it. Nothing was getting in, but the warm air was leaving.”

“That’s great that you fixed it,” I reply with a smile, laughing as Yixing struggles to remove his sweater. He had it over his head, his arms still in the sleeves as his t shirt was riding up from it. “Lean down,” I say in an attempt to not just stand there and stare at him. A small laugh leaves me once again before grabbing at the sweater and getting it off him, making him stumble a bit, his hair now worse than before. I was very thankful that most of the others weren’t here to add a witty quip about that.

“Thank you,” He says, taking my face in his hands and kissing my forehead.

I yelp, pulling away, “Your hands are cold!”

He smiles, “Probably from all the wind. And the ice. And the snow.”

“You both were on the roof while it was windy,” I ask, frowning slightly. I cross my arms, looking at them. “You both could have gotten hurt. I’m sure whoever it is would have no problem bunking with someone else until the weather settled down a bit so it wasn’t as dangerous to fix.”

Minseok smiles, handing the clothes back to Yixing. “Yixing was there if I would have gotten hurt, and you’re here if he does.” He shrugs, turning on his heel as he walks to the room I just left. “Besides,” He says, peering over his shoulder at us, “We fixed HER roof so she wouldn’t be woken up at 4AM from being so cold. We could have done it sooner if she would have told us there was a problem, but like many of us, she’s extremely stubborn!”

“You both fixed my roof,” I ask, turning to Yixing who was taking back the things I held in my hands.

His faces was red, though this time not from the cold. He looked to the floor bashfully, clearing his voice, “You could have told us, Y/N. We’re never too busy to help you, especially me.” He shuffles so all of this things were under one arm, taking my hand in his free one. It was still cold, so I lace my fingers with his, trying to warm them up.

“You all have been so busy that I was just going to wait until you all had a moment,” I explain as we walk to my room once more.

“Well, next time tell us, because not only do I care and not want you getting sick, I got a very rude awakening from the person who noticed it,” He explains, looking a tad sad. “You can tell me anything.”

“Who told you,” I question, as we stop at my room. Opening the door, walking in and holding it open for him. He follows me, setting all this winter clothes on an empty spot on the desk.

“Well,” He says, turning back to me before reaching over and turning on my space heater. “Imagine being so tired that you fall asleep in the little day bed in your room, only to be woken up with a bucket of ice water poured on you.” He leans back against the desk as I take off my shoes. “So I stand up quickly, shivering from freezing water that, honestly, was more ice than water, only to see a very upset Sehun looking at me.”

“Sehun, Really? Wow.” I let my hair down, yawning as I feel exhaustion creep into my bones. I was more tired than I originally thought. “I mean he came to get me earlier before he left yesterday, so I guess that’s when he noticed.”

Yixing laughed, “Oh, he noticed. He glared at me, crossing his arms. He was upset. He told me things like ‘Your girlfriend is freezing her off all night long! Why are you not there? Or fixing it?’” Yixing smiles as he looks down at his feet before letting his eyes meet mine. “I felt awful that I never knew. Sehun told me how ‘Y/N is amazing’ and how he cares a lot about you and that if he cared that much he can’t imagine how I feel. He glared at me, telling me to fix it somehow because ‘noona shouldn’t have to suffer’.”

I smile, “That man is a huge brat, but he has a huge heart too.”

“People often mistake his sarcasm and sass for indifference, but he cares so much,” Yixing replies, nodding. “He saw Minseok and I fixing it when he came back and proceeded to throw snowballs at me.”

“Not at Minseok too?”

“He knows better than that,” He laughs, “Hyung would snap him in half like a twig!”

I walk forward, wrapping my arms around his waist, hugging him. “Thank you. I’ll tell you next time something like this happens, though I have to admit, the thought of Sehun doing something like that is very tempting!”

His arms wrap themselves around my shoulders, holding me tightly. “It’s not exactly the best way to wake up. Apparently, Minseok had a hand in making all the ice for him, so that’s why he helped me.”

We stay like that a few moments. He was still rather cold, his hands especially. It was nice, having someone to hold you and care for you. I understand why people talked about how great it was to be with someone you cared about. I use to roll my eyes and not understand. I thought people were just blowing it out of proportion. But it’s not true. His heartbeat is soothing as I feel myself yamn against his chest. His laugh rumbles, making me look up at him.

“Get some rest,” He mutters, looking down at me.

I smile, looking away, “Would you stay, for a bit? Not for… I just… It’s still cold and I just feel so relaxed with you and…” I pause for a minute, giving him time to think. I could feel my face become flushed as he doesn’t say anything for a few minutes. The embarrassment I feel makes me shift as I try not to look at his face. I pull away, “I’m sorry, I’ll jus-”

I feel someone tilt my head up so that my eyes are locked with his. He smiles that beautiful dimpled smile, his hair still in a complete mess. Yixing leans down,giving me a chaste kiss on the lips. “I could use a nap too.” He nods, “Especially since Sehun apparently set an alarm just to do that to wake me at 4 in the morning.”

I laugh, “Well, I’ll have to remember to thank Sehun, then.”

“Don’t please it will just encourage him,” Yixing says, untying the laces of his boots, taking them off quickly.

“I doubt he’d need encouragement from me to keep doing things like that,” I say, walking over to the bed. I get in and scoot over a bit, leaving him some room.

“That’s true.” Yixing gives me a smile again before flicking off the light switch. He see him walk over, “But telling him that will definitely make him do it more!” He quickly lays down, pulling the blanket up over us.

I snuggle into the pillow, smiling as I see him yawn as well. He’s sitting up on one elbow, looking down at me. His smile was making me melt inside. I couldn’t help but notice his face flushing red as he looks away.

“Um… Y/N,” He says. I look up at him, smiling. He leans down, kissing me softly again.

The next thing I know, I was being pulled so that my head was resting on his chest. “If you wanted me to cuddle you, you just have to ask,” I mutter, resting one hand on his chest.

“Well,” He says, “I just… anytime you rest your head against me, you always seem more relaxed and less tense. I wondered why, then I just assume it’s because you like listening to my heart.” He puts a hand over the one that’s on his chest, as I hear his heartbeat pick up. “I could be wrong, but…”

“You’re not,” I explain quietly, trying to hide all of my blushing face from him.

The silence that followed was peaceful, but lasted only for a few moments. His hand that rest on my back rubbing soothing circles, his voice softly singing. I couldn’t understand the words, but his voice was beautiful. The steady sound of his heart along with his singing lulling me into sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I was met back with the sight of Yixing’s grey shirt. I could feel him breathing slowly, fingers running through my hair. I smile, closing my eyes and cuddling closer. His hand pauses for a bit, before continuing. I close my eyes once again, sighing.

“I know you woke up,” He said, his voice a bit rougher with sleep.

I smile to myself, “You don’t know that, shhh.”

He chuckles, making me move because his chest was moving He pulls me closer, leaning down and kissing my head. “You’re right, you’re still asleep. However, if somehow you can hear this, I’m just warning you that I will have to wake you soon so we can have dinner.” I could hear the grin on my face, “Oh, and Y/N?”

“Yes,” I say, shifting so I could look at him.

He grins, but not in the usual sweet kind of way. It had a very cocky air to it. “If you wanted my shirt off you could have just asked.” He points down, making me look.

My cheeks go red as I see that, while sleeping, my hand slipped under his shirt. “Well,” I say, looking back at him, “To be fair, your skin is very soft and smooth. Who wouldn’t want to touch it?”

He laughs, throwing his head back, I smile at him, trying to keep the sound in my head forever. “You know, I didn’t expect you to react like that. I thought you would have blushed like mad, jumped away and been embarrassed.”

I grin, “Well, I am blushing and I am a tad embarrassed, but my hand is already there so why not just admit it and enjoy?” I run my fingers to his side, wiggling them, making him laugh and sit up, his head almost colliding with mine.

“Stop,” He begs, laughing, his hand catching mine and pulling it away. He looks back at me, grinning. “I can’t believe you’d tickle me.”

“Can you really not believe it,” I ask, trying to fight against his strength and tickle him some more.

“Two can play at that game,” He says with a grin, pulling me so my back was on the bed, his free hand running along my sides. My laughter explodes from me, the air filling with my giggles.

“No! Stop,” I say between laughs, thrashing my body trying to escape his fingers. I use my free hand to try to pull it away like he did, but I’m noticeably weaker than he is.

“Then tell me why you tickled me,” He says, grinning down, laughing a bit at me as I try to escape him.

“Because I like hearing you laugh! Now please have mercy,” I admit, finally getting his hand away from me. Though, I’m sure he let me pull his hand away.

“I like hearing you laugh, too,” He says, smiling. He was leaning over me, the fading sunlight being the only light in the room. His hair was still a complete mess, sticking up all over, making him look even better somehow. He leans down, his eyes moving from mine to my lips, before looking back up. I lean up the rest of the way, kissing him softly.

He leans me back down, so I was completely against the bed. His hands were both in mine, fingers lacing as he holds them a bit over my head. It wasn’t as awkward as the first kiss, it was still slow but sensual. Yixing’s lips left mine, moving to kiss my jaw, going down my neck. My heart was racing, his lips were soft against my skin. I could feel him smirk, then that feeling is replaces with his teeth lightly nipping at me. I let out a soft moan before I could stop myself, feeling my face become red.

He moved to look me in the eyes, a smile. “That was cute,” He mutters, “Why so embarrassed?”

“Shhh,” my voice was soft as I spoke, trying to distract from my embarrassment. “Just kiss me.” I lean up, kissing him again. I could stay here all night, kissing him.

This time, his kisses were faster and deeper. He lets go of one of my hands, moving it so it rested on my side, under my shirt. I shivered at the feeling of his thumb rubbing circles on my hip. With my hand now free, I tangle it into his soft hair. He bites my lower lip, pulling it softly as I groan. His teasing just too much.

Suddenly, I hear commotion from the right. The door flings open and I see Minseok standing there, a look of panic on his face. “Yixing,” He says, his voice serious as he doesn’t even take time to laugh or teases us. “Neon’s base of operations, police are about 10 minutes away from busting in the place! We have to go and help!”

Yixing jumps up, looking at the older man. His face now completely serious, no hint of a smile on it. “What is the plan?”

“Jongin is going to take us there,” Minseok says, “We help destroy the information she has, fry their computers. We can’t let other sites like hers be known and she has a lot of things with places like that in them!”

I stand, looking at them both, my heart now racing in fear. “What about the people there?!”

Minseok looks at me, “Thankfully there is only seven besides Neon and her little sister. Jongin says he can handle bringing us all here but we have to go!”

Yixing looks at me, taking a moment to take my face in his hands, pressing his lips to mine. It was quick, but I could feel him trying to convey so much of his thoughts and feelings with it. “I’ll be back, okay?”

I nod, “I’ll go get rooms prepared for them or something. Go! Be safe!”

He nods, and in the blink of an eye, him and Minseok are out of my door. I glance down the hall, seeing Baekhyun speaking to the other men.

“I’ve hacked into her computers and got all the information from them we need, but just to be sure, destroy them,” He instructs, looking down the hall seeing Yixing and Minseok running to them. Kyungsoo hands them their masks. The second they had them on, Minseok grabbed onto Yixing and Jongdae and they vanished.