Zhang hao third person POV

After he had ranted to Ollie, Zhang hao returned to his dorm to freshen up. He unlocked the door, walking in to the slightly dark room, since the blinds were down and the weather cold, it always looked dark inside. No one was there yet, likely they were still training. He placed his bag onto his bed before fishing through his cupboard, finding a plain white oversized shirt and a some baggy black sweatpants shorts. Planning to sleep after his shower.

After this he stepped into the small bathroom they had within their dorm, wincing instinctively at the cold of the tiles on his feet before turning the shower on and waiting for it to warm up.

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About 30 minutes later, Zhang hao exited the bathroom expecting to be alone when he saw Zihao and Keita changed from their training clothes. It was as if they were going somewhere.

"Ah Hao hyung is out, it's time to go the others are waiting for us"

Keita said enthusiastically as he stood from his bed, putting his phone in his pocket as he grabbed his shoes, beginning to put them on. Zhang hao raised an eyebrow but sat on his bed , drying his hair out with his towel as he watched the others continue to put on their shoes.

"Where are you going?"

He eventually asked as he walked to the towel rack, hanging it over to dry.

"You mean where are we going?"

Zihao chuckled as Zhang hao shook his head, he was not going out.

"No yous go without me, I'm not getting changed and I have no make up on"

He stated nonchalantly as he laid down onto his bed grabbing his phone from his bag. He heard the others continue to rustle as he instead opened Twitter, trying to see what the fans had to say. However before he could, Keita walked up to him and grabbed his phone out of his hands.

No Hyung you're coming with us, who cares if you're not dressed up? The others won't be"

In short that was a lie. As Zhang hao was eventually dragged outside their dorm and across the hallways, he was confused as to where they were heading. Until they stopped at a door, someone's dorm he wasn't aware of.

He stood behind Zihao as someone opened the door, he wasn't sure what he was being dragged into and didn't want to find out. However the door eventually did move to reveal a smiling Hui, welcoming them inside. And just like that he had found himself in the last place he wanted to be. Hanbin's room.

Zhang hao cursed internally as he hesitantly walked in, sitting down on the bed closest to the door. He sat down next to Hui, who was too busy talking to Keita, as he glanced around. He was most definitely the only one dressed so casually. He saw many of the faces he expected to see and others he didn't. The rest of his teammates, Kuan jui, Matthew and Min sitting across from him, alongside Gyuvin and Yedam. Next to Hui, who had now joined Hui and Keita's conversation was Yujin and Jiwoong and on the floor sat Kamden, Krystian and to his surprise Ricky.

Though he hadn't yet seen Hanbin, and secretly he hoped he wouldn't.

His peace of mind was immediately shattered when he heard the others began to cheer causing Zhang hao to glance up. Hanbin stood in the center of the circle with two massive bags. He tossed one bag to Gyuvin and another to Matthew as the others all rushed over to see what was in the bags, pulling out a variety of snacks and other treats. Zhang hao sighed and looked back down to his hands, shivering slightly, he turned to face Hui.

"Hyung do you have any blankets, I'm cold"

He mumbled quietly as Hui quickly nodded and caught Hanbin's eye directing him to grab a blanket that laid on the end of the bed opposite them. Hanbin replied by crossing his eyebrows in confusion but went to the bed picking up the blanket.

"It's for Zhang hao"

Zhang hao heard as a small weight dipped the side of the bed that was empty next to him, indicating the other was sat there.

"Here, how come you aren't dressed warm?"

Hanbin's welcoming voice erupted Zhang hao's thoughts as he felt his body stiffen, his eyes glanced up only enough to take the blanket from Hanbin but before he could, the younger draped it over Zhang Hao's legs.

"They dragged me here"

He stared at the blanket, it was soft, fluffy as if it was brand new. He started picking at some of the loose fluff balls as a way to regulate his emotions, when he felt Hanbin's fingers encapsulate his wrist, turning his hand and drawing small circles with his thumb on the older's palm, Zhang hao wanted to pull his hand away, but he couldn't.

"Hey hao-Hyung...is something wro-"