As you were putting on sleeping clothes, Mire left the room to wash both your school uniforms.

You were about to shut his closet when you looked at the boards on the floor.

Their was a shoebox in the corner. You moved it revealing a loose board.

You gulped.

Maybe I shouldn't..

You put the box back and went over to the bed. As if on queue, Mire walked in with a white shirt and black shorts on.

He sighed and sat beside you.

"Well I'm not tired~ We have school in like 2 hours anyways"

Mire looked at you and you nodded.

"Anything you want for breakfast~?"

"Waffles"

"Okay!" He grinned and started touching your hair.

"Mire what about my mom, and those dead police officers?! How the hell do you expect to get away with this?!"

He frowned at your frustration.

"Why are you worried about that Y/n? I'll handle it"

"Mire.." You said quietly and he pulled you closer.

"If you're so worried I'll tell you.." He sighed and you waited for him to speak.

"But what about me? What do I get for telling you?" He pouted and his hand crept up your thigh. The nervousness on your face made Mire laugh.

"Joking~" He stood up. "Y/n"

The way he said your name was so tense. You looked at him.

"What makes you think the cops are dead?" he questioned.

"The fact that you had blood all over you.." you replied.

Mire was testing you but why?

"You're so cute~" Mire took your hand and got on his knees. You looked too the side confused and uncomfortable.

"Why are you on your knees?"

Mire looked at you puzzled. "Oh I'm sorry, do you not want me to be?"

"It's just weird.."

He sighed and laid his head on your legs as you sat on the bed.

"They're not dead. Well at least one of them aren't"

"What why?!" You exclaimed confused.

"Because that would be dumb. Darling I have a question"

Mire looked up at you and the atmosphere became tense.

"What do you want?"

...

"What do I want?"

I don't know.. What do I want? To be happy? To be loved? To be rich without a life of worry?

"Let me rephrase. Once I get everything clear with the cops do you want to go back to living with your mother? Or would you prefer living with your father? Or not living with either at all?"

He squeezed your hand.

"I don't know"

"We're you ever intending to move out?" He pressed even further.

"Yes but she would never let me.."

"What If I could make that happen? Only if you wanted.."

The atmosphere was so tense. You felt suffocated. You didn't want to make any decisions.

"Mire I don't know what I want, I just.." You closed your eyes.

"Am I pressuring you too much?"

He stood up finally and lit another cigarette. He inhaled and puffed out the smoke. While looking at the ceiling he let out a chuckle.

"Tell me"

Mire looked at you blankly.

"Tell me your plan first and I'll tell you my decision" You stated looking into his eyes sternly.

"Fine" he gave in.

...

"W-Wait seriously?!" You started smiling. "That's actually a good idea!"

"I know, I came up with it after all~"

"So you threatened the cop and he'll do that?"

"Yep, he's gonna do it or else"

"Then I can move out, get a job, and rent an apartment and still go to school!" You stood up excited at the idea of being free from your toxic family.

"What are you talking about?" Mire laughed and threw his cigarette away. "You're so cute Y/n! You're gonna live with me!"

There was a silent pause.

"Wait what?"

"What? Did you not think we would be living together?" He teased.

The buzzer to the dryer went off and Mire went to get the clothes.

As soon as he left the room you went back over to the closet.

I should check.. I should definitely check..

You lifted the boards and again nothing.

"What the hell.."

"Again Y/n?" Mire snuck behind you.

"What are you looking for? Tell me"

"N-Nothing.."

Mire calmly left the room and came back with a rope.

"So.. what were you looking for darling~? I'll help you find it"

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