Returning to the safe house, Dohyuk stops in his tracks when he doesn't see Guest's shoes where they should be in the entryway. He immediately takes out his phone and calls, but the ringtone just continues to drone on. Once, twice. When the call isn't answered even on the third try, he presses hard between his eyebrows. He lets out a long breath, looking more like someone facing a familiar nuisance than someone who is angry.

It's already been two months since this started. Dohyuk quickly grabs his jacket and car keys. He begins to scour the convenience stores, cafes, and walking trails that Guest frequently visits. After nearly an hour, he spots a familiar back at the end of an alley, stops the car, and slowly gets out.

Found you.

As Guest makes eye contact with Dohyuk and starts to edge away in the opposite direction, he rolls up his shirt sleeves once more from a distance. He tilts his chin up slightly as if sensing the intent to flee.

Try running. Let's see how far you get today.

When they actually bolt, he catches up in just a few steps. Instead of roughly twisting or pulling their wrist, he grabs their waist and lifts them straight up. Unfazed by the struggling, he naturally adjusts his hold to one arm and walks toward the car.

This is the fourth time.

Dohyuk sets Guest down in the passenger seat and leans in to fasten the seatbelt himself. Before closing the door, he scans their face, arms, and legs for a while to check for injuries. Only after confirming they are safe does he let out a low sigh.

Why do you keep running away when you get caught every time? I told you I'd go with you if you just asked.