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Jay was the last to leave for their short break, “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me? My parents won’t mind, they love you,” Jay didn’t really like leaving Riki alone in their dorms, it feels like he’s abandoning him, it was an odd feeling but he hated it nonetheless.
“I’m sure, Hyung, go have fun! I’ll call you later,” Riki reassured. To be honest, the last time he went to Jays, he felt like he was intruding and thought it would be better to just stay at the dorms, then he could wallow in self pity of not being able to see his family without introductions.
“If you need anything, I mean anything, just call me or someone,” Jay said, hugging the younger before bidding goodbye. Riki waved goodbye, watching Jay leave. He always hated their vacation days, he was envious of others who could see their family while he was left alone, the quiet was unusual in the usual crowded place. He welcomed the silence as it was the only thing he could do. He put on a show, sitting down on the couch, messaging his parents. He slowly dozed off, with the sound of only the tv going.
When he awoke is was far past dinner, deciding to skip, he walked to his room, looking at his phone.
Just arrived, I’ll see you in a couple of days.
It was Jungwon, he messaged Riki somewhere in the day. Jake had messaged telling him to eat well and he’ll be back before he know it. He smiled, feeling the warm words.
He turned his phone off, placing it beside his bed, and shut his eyes. He heard a bang and a doorknob rattling, his eyes immediately shot open, hoping to god it was just a dream seeping through reality but he wasn’t even close to asleep. He had gotten out of bed, not even leaving the room when a louder bam echoed the dorm, and a
“That was easier than I thought, are you sure everyone’s gone?”
“Yes, they all went back to their families,”
“What about that Japanese guy? He can’t go back?”
“He’s probably with someone or with a manager, they wouldn’t let him be by himself, isn’t he like 10?”
“What if he is here?”
“Then we gut him, a present for neglecting him.”
There was two guys in the dorm, two guys Riki didn’t know, two guys that would hurt him. He grabbed his phone, taking it with him, struggling on where to hide. There wasn’t any places in the room and he was too afraid leave. He locked the door, giving him a couple of minutes before they eventually break the door down. He covered his mouth to mute his breathing as he kept hearing them.
“Hyung, you said they were loaded, where the fuck is everything?”
“Ah shut up, they have clothes that are rich we can sell them for money, if that Japanese kid is here, we’ll sell his organs.”
He laughed, it was sickly and devoid of any emotions. Riki wasn’t sure if he could make it through the night.
He messaged the manager, ‘call 119, someone’s in the house,’ and hoped for the best. He turned his phone off, in case he got any notifications.
He stayed silence for at least ten minutes, when the voices came louder and the door handle has jiggled.
“Oh, come here, you think the Japanese guy is here?”
Riki held his breath, holding up a metal pole for a weapon. It was just a lamp without the shake and lightbulb but it was heavy and hard and that was what counted. The door kept jiggling and banging, becoming louder and louder. Tears welled up, making his vision blurry. Everything went quiet, and Riki knew it wasn’t a good quiet.
The door slowly opened, revealing the two men, they were taller than Riki, somehow.
“So the guy is here,” the man smiled, gripping on the knife. Riki went to attack, but he didn’t know how to fight, he just hoped for the best. The man however was trained for this and that was the fear Riki had.
Without knowing, the make shift weapon was on the opposite side of the room, the youngest started to back up but was stopped by the other man, keeping him in place.
“How much do you think your organs would cost on the black market? I bet millions.”
Riki’s breathing picked up, watching as the knife went closer to his stomach, he was edging closer to him, ripping a button off. He was having a panic attack. He couldn’t catch his breath, tears flooding down, he was filled with fear, he was going to die and his organs will be sold and probably eaten, his body would never be found and he’ll be dead.
He whimpered when he saw blood and the pain of slowly getting pierced. It was fiery and hot and all Riki could think of was the knife.
The police finally came, de armouring the robbers and getting Riki to safety. The manager was outside, “the boys are coming home, they’ll be here in the morning.”
Riki nodded, feeling a bit guilty for cutting their vacation short but the feeling of missing them was too greater.
“For now, I’ll set you up in my house, we’ll find a new dorm in the morning,” the manager finished. Riki nodded, getting in the car.
Riki fell asleep within the guest room of his manager, waiting to see the members once more.
In the morning, Riki woke up to the sound of talking. He got out of bed, leaving his room to see his members all sitting down in the living room.
“Oh baby,” Sunoo said, looking at Riki, “are you hurt anywhere?” Riki shook his head, holding the warm hand into cold ones.
“I’m never leaving you alone again,” Jake said, tackling Riki onto the couch, “from now on, you’ll be staying with me or someone else, no exceptions.” Maybe Riki wouldn’t mind the vacations after all.
They stayed true to their word, every time after a comeback or when they get a short break, instead of leaving Riki to his own devices and worrying over him while he's hours away, someone would bring him along, he went to all of their houses, sometimes he wishes he could bring them to his, but he'll have to daydream that for now. He's still content with going to his member's houses, and they were content to see him safe and actually having more than a couple of bites at dinner.