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We all stand up quickly, scattering away as if we were never discussing something. 
"Hyung, you are awake?!?!" Kai exclaims.
"No, I'm still sleeping actually." Yeonjun answers, his hand covering his face, fighting the urge to yawn.
Yeonjun glances at me before heading for the kitchen, saying nothing. 
The fact that he killed a girl and that he was almost so close to killing me last night, I'm feeling weird. I clutch Soobin's sleeve tightly, he looks at me and just smiles. 
Yeonjun comes back from the kitchen after drinking water. He looks at Soobin with his puzzled face. 
"Hey hyung! Are you alright?" Soobin asks warily.
"Ah kinda. Terrible headache and neck strain." He answers, pressing his palm against his forehead. 
"Well do you remember what happened yesterday night?" Taehyun asks him eagerly. 
"Ah that's what I was about to say. All I remember is you guys were going to inject me, then Sora appeared." He jerks his head, the hand that was on his forehead is placed on his nape now. He brings his gaze to me and says, "Oh, I'm glad that you are alive." 
He looks at Soobin again, asking, "What happened next?"
I see he doesn't know the worst part. 
Soobin brings his face closer and whispers very quietly, "Don't think anything." 
Then he goes back to his position.
I should have a blank mind. 
Soobin wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer as Yeonjun just stares at us, waiting for a reply. 
"Well nothing happened after that. You blacked off and I rescued Sora." Soobin answers boldly.
"Really? That's strange." He arches his eyebrow, clearly not buying the words. 
"I know, right?" Soobin replies, glaring at him.
The intense stares they are giving to each other as if their eyes are talking.
But then Yeonjun breaks the eye contact and looks at me with his indecipherable face. 
"Why do your scent smell like mine one?" He asks me and I pretend to cough. 
"Well which perfume do you use?" 
"No! Your scent is too sweet and-"
He pauses as his eyes widen, 
"You smell like mine. Did I claim yo-you yesterday?" He raises his voice, stuttering. 
I remain silent with my thoughtless mind.