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Banging on the doors could be heard.

"Somin! Come on, we gotta go!"

"Just a minute!" Somin yelled back, stuffing a few more things in her handbag before opening the doors.

"Hey," she greeted.

"Finally." Somin nodded at Joseph and locked the door behind her. "We're getting an uber, right?" she asked while she was putting away her keys.

Joseph hummed in affirmation, pointing towards a car that was already waiting. "BM said he'll drop us off after the club," he said using their new nickname for Matthew. They got into the car and confirmed the address with the driver. He gave them a surprised look, recognizing the area as one of the most elite parts of town.

Somin bounced up and down excitedly once they took off. "Ah, I really wonder how BM's house looks. Are you excited?"

Joseph looked through the window absentmindedly. "I don't really know what to expect. Probably an over-the-top mansion," he shrugged, not all that interested.

"You're only saying that because you haven't seen Jiwoo's house," Somin told him referring to that one time she and Jiwoo went shopping because neither of the boys could come and they ended up at Jiwoos house (mansion). "It was one of the best pieces of architecture I ever saw and she said Matthew's was even more amazing."

"Wow, such high praises. Alright, you convinced me, I'm stoked now!" Joseph said sarcastically and Somin playfully punched him. "You dick! Why do you always have to ruin my fun like this?"

Joseph tilted his head and grinned mischievously. "As I recall, you had a lot of fun with my d-"

"Joseph!" Somin cut him off, profusely blushing. "I was just joking!" Joseph defended.

"You know it didn't work between us!"

Joseph nodded, looking her straight in the eyes. "I know. But I also know we were just kids back then. It couldn't have worked out for anyone."

"Joseph..." Somin breathed out, barely holding the intensity of his gaze and he looked away for a second. 

"My emotions have been all over the place recently, Somin," he confessed. "But my feelings for you still haven't died out or changed. So... I really need to know if you still feel something for me as well," he took her palm into his while looking away.

She studied him for a bit before answering. "As I said back then; I think nothing can change my feelings for you. If anything, I just proved it to myself now. While some things have changed, my feelings for you haven't." Joseph turned back towards her, a small smile dancing around his lips.

"Are we... We're both really always feeling the same." He smiled.

"Soulmate things," Somin chuckled.

Joseph reached to fix a strand of hair that fell over her eyes. "I think we really are," he started leaning in, but just when they were close enough to kiss the car came to a stop and the driver forcefully coughed.

"We're here," he informed them when they turned to him. With nervous smiles they got outside the car after paying.

"Woah! You weren't kidding about their houses," Joseph concluded as he took the huge mansion before them.

"Yup," Somin simply said before she started walking towards the entrance, a bit embarrassed by what happened.

Before she could get even somewhat close, the door already opened and Matthew ran outside, followed by Jiwoo who was walking.

"Somin! Seph!" he screamed while running towards them and picking up Somin (as she was the closest) into a hug. "You're finally here!" Somin laughed as he spun her around.

"What are you saying, they're right on time," Jiwoo said once she finally reached them, walking at a normal speed. 

Matthew put Somin down and went to do a handshake with Joseph while the two girls hugged.

"You both look really good," Jiwoo shamelessly checked them out. Joseph nodded at her. "As do you two."

"Let's go inside," Matthew offered and they all agreed.

"We ordered pizza if you're hungry. We still have a lot of time before the club opens and we don't wanna come the second it does, so get comfortable," he informed them after giving a short rundown of the house. He didn't need to tell Jospeh twice as he was already munching on his slice.

Jiwoo grabbed Somin's hand who was still staring at the interior in amazement. "It's really not that special, hun." She led her to the kitchen. "Now, what do you want to drink?"

Somin pursed her lips. "What do you got?" she asked, making Jiwoo burst out laughing. "Like everything? Juice, sodas, beer, most expensive wine, champagne, whatever you want. Perks of being rich."

"Oh my God are you for real?!" Somin looked at the younger with wide eyes. Jiwoo nodded with a smirk. "So, once again, what's it gonna be?"

"Champagne?" Somin answered but it came out as a question.

"MATTHEW!" Jiwoo yelled out and the two boys peeked into the kitchen. "What?" the owner of the house asked.

"We want champagne, can we go to the wine basement?"

"Sure, you know where it is."

"You got a wine basement?" Joseph looked at him with obvious interest.

"Oh, you'll definitely want to see this!" Jiwoo assured him and gestured him to follow her and Somin.

"You all go, I'm gonna go tell the butler to take the rest of the day off," Matthew sent them off.

"You got a butler?!" A high pitched voice belonging to Somin could be heard before she was shushed and pulled away by Jiwoo. "And maids, but that's not important!" Matthew watched them go downstairs to the cellar, before turning to do as he said.

"As I said, Mr. Lee, you can take your leave now," he smiled at the older man who bowed to him. "Very well, young master." He turned on his heels, but stopped before he could fully exit.

"Master Matthew," he said but in an unnaturally deep voice. It sounded almost demonic.

BM stared at his back in shock. "Yes?"

"You and miss Jiwoo are running out of time on Earth. Find love or whatever you came here for and go back already. Hell needs you to take your rightful place."

"What?" Matthew was frozen in spot with wide eyes and open mouth. When the man continued to walk out he rushed to him and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around.

"What did you mean by that?!" he demanded. However, his butler just stared at him in shock.

"W-what do you mean, young master?" he stuttered and fixed his glasses.

"What you just said! Why would hell need me?" Matthew was confused and that confusion was turning into anger now.

"I don't know what you mean, young master! I was just leaving, I haven't said anything. Did you take something? Or drank too much? Should I get you some medicine, or call a doctor perhaps?"

Matthew let go of him, uncertain of what was happening and what he should do.

"N-no, I'm fine. Sorry, I must've misheard something. You can leave."

"Are you sure-"

"Yes," Matthew nodded at him and turned around. He could hear familiar voices again and he knew the trio was back from the basement and would wonder where he was.

"Have a good day, young master," the man bid his goodbye and left Matthew.

Matthew rubbed his forehead, trying to make sense of everything and calm down.

"Find love... Rule hell... What the actual fuck?!" he mumbled into his beard. He could hear others calling his name and he knew he shouldn't worry them right now. They were about to have a great evening after all.

"Huh, maybe I could start on that first part," he grinned at himself and made his way towards the kitchen.