"I want to stay upstairs. It's cold down there and it hurts."

"You don't get to make demands. You're a hostage. Just shut up and let the grown ups talk." Namjoon didn't even look up from his laptop, unsure when Ten would stop making demands and just do what he was told. Ten gritted his teeth. He didn't like being called 'this', he didn't like that he wasn't getting to stay upstairs and he eyed the door that was still open outside. His legs were free, technically his hands were free. He could bolt. He could try it.

He edged back and then he just went for it. He bolted back out the door and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He wasn't much of a runner though.