DongHae felt himself being dragged effortlessly. He registered unconsciously that there were two people carrying him, and three more in front him. He didn’t struggle when the grip around his chest tightened, although it was uncomfortable.

“Is he awake?” a voice asked.

“No, I don’t think he is. I guess we put too much chloroform on the cloth,” another voice responded.

“Where’s ShinDong, KangIn?” the first voice spoke again.

“Probably in the kitchen, you know him, LeeTeuk hyung. But where’s EunHyuk?” KangIn asked.

“His dad came again. We don’t know why yet,” LeeTeuk told him.

“Well, let’s get this one in EunHyuk’s room.”

There were a few complaints, but he was being dragged again. then he was dumped on a bed and there was the sound of a door closing shut.

He waited a few more minutes until he was sure they were gone, and then swung his feet off the bed. Physically, he was fine. But where was he?

Instinctively he ran to the door, beginning to panic. It was locked. Turning, he tried the window. He opened it and began to climb out, only to find that it was almost twenty feet down. He couldn’t jump that; there was no possible way he would survive.

He was trapped.

Trapped in a place he knew nothing about.

Searching his pockets, he realized his kidnappers had taken everything out of his pockets. His phone, his keys, his wallet. Every damn thing.

Cursing softly, he slammed his fist into the wall. He needed to get out of here. Or he needed to contact someone who could.

Fear went through him as he looked at the place where his fist had just impacted. Next to it, was a picture. Two men wearing suits, one older, one younger, and one woman stood together. The younger one had a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face, while the older man looked quite stern. The woman had a sad, slightly hopeless look on her face.

For some reason, the picture struck a chord in DongHae’s heart and his eyes lingered on the younger man’s face.

He was in EunHyuk’s room, right? That was what one of the guys had said. Was this EunHyuk?

He raised the picture of the nail and ran his fingertips over the younger’s face. He was handsome; there was no doubt about it, with a sharp jawline. He sat on the ground, still staring at the picture.

Why did his face seem so familiar?

EunHyuk heard the slamming of the front door, and ShinDong and KangIn’s voices, accompanied by LeeTeuk, MinHo and Onew.

They were back.

His first instinct was to jump off the counter and go to see them. He wanted to see DongHae. He had not seen him in the last fifteen years since his family had moved away from Seoul. Sure, he had had the boy followed, making sure he was safe while growing up. Everyone who knew about Lee HyukJae knew that Lee DongHae was his biggest weakness, making him a t