➷ Third Person
An unfamiliar stellar black metallic Limousine is parked at the huge entrance of the mansion, the korean frown in confusion while the gate guard, Mr. Jung, salute at the sight of the limousine despite the tinted windows, a sign that he knows who are inside.
"Baby what are you waiting for? Lets get in the car." haruto who just got out of the extravagant gate stated, startling the stunned korean.
Jeongwoo just nodded and followed his fiancè behind, the driver went out of the limousine and opened the car door for the two. A smiling junkyu, the bored mashiho, a yedam sharing his earpods with the smiling doyoung, a sleeping yoonbin, and a busy jihoon with his phone welcomed them, jeongwoo smiled and bowed at the people inside.
"As far as i remember i made myself clear that you two are supposed to be out at exactly 2pm." the small japanese stated firmly, his wrist lightly lift up showing off his fancy wrist watch.
"We're just five minutes late mashi-hyung." haruto defended as he leaned back at the comfy seat before the car starts moving towards their location that is 20 minutes away from the mansion.
"Late is late Watanabe, i hate late comers." mashiho replied in irritation, emphasizing the word 'late comers' while looking to the tall korean.
"Yah mashi, im trying to avoid being late i-"
Mashiho rolled his eyes at the upcoming excuse. "Try harder darling." instead of defending himself, junkyu went closer to hug his perfectionist fiancè, burying his face to the younger's shoulder.
The tall japanese shake his head in disbelief before he turned to his unusually quiet fiancè. "Are you okay?"
Jeongwoo steal a quick glance before he nodded without a word and somehow making the japanese stared in worry. The tanned korean have been unusually quiet and reserved since last night, experiencing an extreme turmoil and a batlle of words with his own mind.
He questioned himself a hundred times while staring at the dark sky lightened with stars. Ever since jeongwoo moved to the mansion he thinks that he started to refrain himself from being irrational, he often wondered why he let all of these things happen to him when in fact he has full control of his own emotions. Why would he even let someone control it instead?
The tanned korean sighed deeply, garnering the attention of the royal-blooded people inside the moving limousine. "Is there something wrong jeongwoo?" ask the lightly worried japanese, jeongwoo smiled at the older.
"I'm all good mashi-hyung." he assured. Mashiho suspiciously nodded at him and shifted his gaze to junkyu, the tall korean shrug his shoulders earning a pair of rolling eyes from the small japanese.
The worried haruto let his hands rest on jeongwoo's waist. "Are you really okay? We can go home so you can rest." he whispered, gently sliding his hands to the younger.
Annoyance kick in to jeongwoo, he felt annoyed all of a sudden without a reason, and yes, call it illogical. "You heard me right. I'm fine, stop asking the same question over and over again. Leave me alone." the younger answered in full irritation, harshly removing haruto's hands from his body. He back away a little and stared outside through the window avoiding the confused stares of the couple across them.
"Sorry." haruto whispered in a low voice, almost inaudible but enough for the people inside the vehicle to get a hold of.
Eyebrows halfway meeting and forehead scrunch in an obvious look of mix annoyance and irritation. The japanese lips automatically formed into a light pout, fiddling with his long fingers while thinking of any possible reasons why jeongwoo is annoyed. In a few minutes, the car pulled over infront of a huge building. The driver went out of his seat and opened the door of the car for the people inside, mashiho went out first followed by his tall fiancè beaming in excitement. Jeongwoo went out of the car without a word, he fastened his pace and followed behind the couple- completely leaving haruto behind.
"Jeongwoo-yah wait up." the japanese called out but jeongwoo ignored him as he continued tagging along with the couple.
A woman in her late twenties welcomed the college students. Mashiho crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back at the suede walls of the reception area.
"My assistant booked a ticket for eight people under my name." the small japanese stated boredly. The clerk check up on her pc monitor and soon pulled something on a velvet blue envelop.
"Heres the tickets sir, may i know what kind of theme you wished to avail? Its not filled out in our online form." the woman ask politely, throwing a sweet smile to the two model-like college males in front of her. Jeongwoo rolled his eyes in slight annoyance while mashiho glared at junkyu as if a gesture of smacking his head if he ever respond to the flirty stares.
Haruto smiled back to the clerk before he pulled jeongwoo unto him. "She probably thinks im handsome." the japanese whispered.
Jeongwoo throw a disgusted look to the conceited japanese. "If you say so dumbass."
The japanese grinned and leaned in to jeongwoo, planting a small kiss on his lips. His eyes widen in surprised while the couple stared in disbelief.
"I told you, a badword is equivalent for a kiss." haruto reminded, jeongwoo glared at him in embarrassment and continued throwing light punches on his chest.
"I hate you so much." the korean muttered. Haruto smiled in a teasing manner as he rest his arms on the younger's shoulder.
"I love you too baby."
"If you two are done flirting i guess we can choose a theme now. Stop wasting my time or else i'll slit your throats." the small japanese interrupted, haruto cleared his throat and went near the counter. They examined the list of choices, junkyu gracefully run his finger to the long list of themes.
"What about this one love?" junkyu stated staring at mashiho as if asking for approval.
The younger stared at the two freshmen. "I'm cool with it, what about you two?"
Haruto nodded and look at jeongwoo who looks a little nervous. The youngest of the eight nodded in agreement, munching his lips in hesitation.
"Yedam?" mashiho called out the foxy eyed talking to doyoung.
Doyoung smiled and nodded to yedam. "Yeah, we're good with it." yedam answered.
"Count us in, we're up for it." yoonbin answered instead, jihoon is still fiddling with his phone.
"Okay, we choose this one. 'Crime Scene : Who killed the innocent?'." the japanese announced, the clerk immediately printed out the chosen theme and handed it to them.
"You have 45 mins to escape, a buffet is on the house if you won and solved the mystery. Goodluck with the maze and escape well!" the clerk cheered in full smiles, a staff assisted the guys on the way to their chosen theme. The staff reminded them with some briefings and precautions before they went inside.
Yoonbin unbotheredly lead the way inside, followed by jihoon who's tugging on the lower part of his shirt. Yedam comfortable resting his arms on doyoung's shoulder, junkyu wearing an excited grin and mashiho boredly following behind him. Jeongwoo pouted in nervousness making haruto chuckle before giving his hand an assuring squeeze. The door closed loudly, the creeking sound effect of the closing door visible in their ears.
They're inside an escape room. Last night before everyone finally left the yatch, well except jeongwoo, the Kangs talked about spending a thrilling saturday instead of just staying at home the whole day like a couch potato. Mashiho gladly volunteered to let his assistance book a ticket, the owner of the well-known escaped room center in Seoul is a family friend of the Takatas. On the other hand, yoshinori is out with his japanese friends who just visited Seoul while Asahi went to busan with jaehyuk.
A blue and red dim light engulfs their eyes. Scattered wooden chairs, a bunch of tall files, a few hand-cuffs, guns, blood tinted clothes, a creepy doll, dusted single beds, a few syringes, lab gowns, and medical apparatus are displayed inside the spacious room. The escaped room is thrice bigger than a classroom of 50 students, there are divisions that divided the room into different stages they need to unveil in order to escaped.
"Seriously ji, stop gripping into my shirt like a dumb leech, i can't walk properly." the squinty eyed guy scolded the pouting prankster, he retreats his hand in hesitation and went to cling unto jeongwoo earning a look of disbelief from the tall japanese.
"Why are these dumb cousins fighting like an incest couple? Disgusting." mashiho commented to the two, the guys laugh echoed at the escaped room.
"Move your ass gays. We have 4 locks to unlock, a few riddles to solve then we're free. Lets start working." the foxy eyed declared in which everyone agreed, they decided to wander separately and look for possibe clues.
"Help me." jeongwoo read out loud the huge words written on the wall.
"Its a riddle." haruto commented, yedam heard what he said and pulled doyoung with him so they can answer the riddle all together.
"Help me, I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?" doyoung and yedam read in unison, haruto scratch his nape while trying to think of an answer.
"A whisper." junkyu answered, mashiho rolled his eyes at the taller.
"Does a whisper speak Kim Junkyu?" the small japanese ask in sarcasm. Junkyu pouted and tried thinking of other answers.
"Its a four letter word." yoonbin proclaimed, pointing his fingers at the digital encoder attached at the bloody painted wall.
"A fart." jihoon interrupted, beaming in excitement. Yedam stared at him in disbelief followed by the judging stares of the others.
"Just try it, we have nothing to lose!" doyoung sighed and typed the words at the small screen. A loud buzz with red lights rangs at the room, the answer is definitely wrong.
"Such a waste of time." mashiho commented, jihoon pouted at the smaller and scratch his head to think again.
"I think the answer is 'Echo'." jeongwoo blurted out completely breaking the silence. They read the riddle again and yedam agreed that he has a point, doyoung started typing the given answer.
Silence. Suddenly, then door automatically opened.
"Woah, jeongwoo you must be a genius!" jihoon commented, everyone laugh even jeongwoo.
The newly revealed room is full of surgical apparatus, junkyu furrow his brows in suspicion at the room.
"Maybe we can find some clues inside." yoonbin stated, he went inside the room followed by the ever curious jihoon. Yedam and doyoung followed inside.
Jeongwoo is about to step inside the room when the ground started shaking, the guys inside the escaped room panic a little. Haruto worriedly pulled the younger on his embrace.
"Is it an earthquake or holy sh-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH OH GOODNESS AJSSJAUSVAKSUSB!" loud screams echoed at the room, the ground literally opened up making the four who stepped inside the room fell from heaven knows where. In a few seconds the shaking stops and the ground closes again, the four completely disappeared from the main room.
Mashiho paused for a while and suddenly remembered what the staff reminded. "People should taste the bitterness of their own medicine. Its a trap." the japanese recited what the staff mentioned earlier as he state his conclusion.
"No wonder he said that the room is divided into two floors, i have been finding where is the other floor earlier and now they're gone." jeongwoo explained.
Junkyu pulled his hair in confusion. The escaped room is indeed complicated, he shouldn't have got out of his room.
The tall japanese held jeongwoo's shoulder and leaned down to meet the level of his eyes. "You scared me, you almost step inside of the room. You almost fell."
Jeongwoo stared at the older's worried eyes, his stares full of concern and worry. The tan-skinned korean half smiled.
"What if he already did?" mashiho interrupted.
The japanese seems taken aback. "W-what?"
Mashiho shake his head lightly and nudge the tall korean beside him. Junkyu sighed.
"Fell from someone who's not ready to catch. How stupid."
The japanese stared at the couple in confusion, jeongwoo rolled his eyes and started walking away from them- trying to look for some clues to escape. He was a bit startled when mashiho cling unto him.
"Hyung, i really want to escape." the younger stated, munching his lips.
Mashiho smirk at the frustrated korean. "To haruto or to this room?"
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Note : I'm sorry for the boring chapter asdfghjkl btw Part 2 ahead!🌸