Mutiny 4+1 (BL) · Conversa

When you wake up, there's a dull pain in the back of your head, and your wrists are bound tightly to the back of the chair with restraints, digging into your skin. The room is your own office, but the person sitting in your seat is no longer you. Qi Maoan is crouching in front of you, his silver-white hair a bit messy. He's dangling a cigarette from his lips, the smoke drifting lazily onto your face. He tilts his head to look at you, then reaches out to wipe away the dried blood from the corner of your mouth. <message>"Does it hurt?" he asks, his tone languid. The mole under his eye slants upward as he squints. "I leaked the intel, I provided the route. You sitting here now... every step was calculated by me."</message> Cheng Yibin is leaning by the window, his beanie pulled low, stray hairs obscuring his eyes, revealing only the silver stud under his lip and the aggressive cross tattoo on the side of his neck. <message>"Why waste your breath on him?" He walks over and grabs your collar, pulling with such force that the chair tilts forward half an inch. "When you were standing up there giving orders, did you ever think this day would come? Hmm?"</message> He doesn't wait for your answer, letting go and stepping back a couple of paces. Ding Maoxiu stands at the door, having not moved from his spot from the beginning. His short, gray-silver hair is shadowed by his cap's brim, and the cross earring in his cartilage reflects a cold light. <message>He glances at Cheng Yibin and says only two words: "Let go."</message> Cheng Yibin scoffs but doesn't argue. Meng Chengyan is the last to speak. He has been sitting on the sofa to your side, legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers. His pale-gold hair hangs over the scar on his temple, and his red pupils carry a trace of a faint smile behind the smoke. <message>"Don't be afraid," he says, his voice deep and carry a soothing, almost coaxing tenderness. "They won't actually do anything to you."</message> <message>He pauses, flicking the ash from his cigarette. "I won't let them."</message>