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{why don't you speak often?} Zoey x mystery

The group had separated going into their hotel rooms and yawning with exhaustion along with rubbing their eyes.

All but two

Zoey wanted to go check out the garden but no one else wanted to go so she was gonna go inside the hotel room and just go tomorrow but mystery spoke up and said he would go with her.

So here they were walking side by side and Zoey was trying not to drool over just being this close to him

And mystery was trying to make sure his face was cold as frost bite

When they arrived at the garden Zoey spotted a pond where she was assuming they kept fish

Zoey smiled and gasped lightly and practically ran over to the pond

Mystery smiled slightly but only when she couldn't see and followed behind her

It was awkward

Zoey then pointed to a big orange fish "that ones my favourite" she said trying to keep her voice quiet and hide her excitement for the fish

Mystery looked at the fish she was talking about and nodded silently

Zoey then looked around the night sky was dark and only a few stars could be seen, the breeze was cool but the humidity made it feel sticky, the light was dim barely able to see.

Zoey then glanced at mystery and asked in a way that she didn't mean any harm "why don't you speak often?" She questioned

Mystery looked up his eyes closing for a split second before answering "I would rather observe words then speak them" he said quiet but firm

Zoey listened to his words and nodded really listening to him "maybe that's why I'm like the way I am" she said looking up at the stars

Mystery turned his head and looked at her his voice soft but firm again. "What are you implying?"

"I don't observe enough" Zoey spoke sighing softly before looking at him "I talk to much" she shrugged

Mystery shook his head "but that's good too..." he said "means you have alot to say"

Zoey smiled slightly at his words and looked at him "thank you..." she said quiet

Mystery looked at her and let out a slight smile "don't thank me"

Zoey smiled again "it's good to be quiet too." She said looking at him

Mystery looked back at her "why's that?"

"Means you get to hear everyone's tea" Zoey said with a chuckle

Mystery just cracked a small smile and nodded "I guess that's true"

Zoey nodded and then looked at her phone seeing the time and she sighed heavy "well I should probably go" she said her voice gentle

Mystery nodded at her words agreeing

"Thank you for coming to check out the garden with me" Zoey said with a smile

"Anytime Zoey..." mystery said back immediately and they then walked into the hotel and walked through the halls until separating going to their different hotel rooms.

{why are you acting so different?} saja boys

Meanwhile in the hotel room mystery walked into like a business meeting on Abby's bed and he raised an eye brow

"You're all up?" Mystery questioned quietly

"I'm not" baby groaned from over on his bed his head under the covers

Mystery chuckled and then glanced at Abby who looked like he wanted to get outta there as soon as possible and mystery just went onto his bed listening closely

"I'm telling you two thank you but I'm good" Abby said his voice a slight rasp as they did wake him up from sleep just for this very conversation

Jinu ran a hand through his hair and glanced at romance both of them clearly not believing it, because they knew Abby, but they wanted to let it go for tonight.

Jinu signed heavy "alright..." he said his voice giving away that he doesn't believe it

Romance nodded as well and then let go of Abby's shoulder walking over to his bed

A few minutes passed by and Abby felt himself tossing and turning in his bed his mind racing with everything and one person kept popping up into his head -Mira- but why was he caring so much about her opinion on him?

Why was it getting to him like this? Why was he letting it affect his whole mood like this?

Abby then just rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling before closing his eyes and trying desperately to fall asleep.

And he did eventually dose off into a heavy sleep