QT: Capture The Villain's Love

"Are you really okay? You look like you're about to cry." Dean was worried.

'Thanks a lot for pointing this embarrassing thing out.' Tyler couldn't help but curse. His voice was colder this time. "I'm fine." But he glanced at the other person coldly and said again, "Aren't you the same?"

Dean rubbed his nose awkwardly. "Yeah, well…" Then he sighed. "That illusion was a heart demon. Once you're trapped, it would be difficult to get out. But I'm really relieved to see that you're okay."

Tyler didn't say anything but made his way toward the mirrors placed right before his eyes.

Even after searching the two mirrors thoroughly, he couldn't find any distinctions between them. They almost looked identical. Tyler frowned and backed away a few steps, glancing at Dean. "I can't find a way out."

Dean sighed. "Let's search. Maybe we will find some clues in the living room."

Tyler didn't say anything but squinted his eyes to look at the living room for the first time after coming out of the illusion.

This room looked almost the same without mirrors. On the right, there were sofas with a circular table in the middle while on the right, he could see a space with two mirrors. Cabinets filled the wall, leaving a narrow corridor leading inside the kitchen. In the middle, he could see a staircase joining two rooms upstairs. He assumed they might be bedrooms.

He shrugged. At this moment, finding clues might be the best thing to do. And certainly, this would help him take his mind off of that illusion he saw just now.

He still couldn't forget that face of David's, smirking and cocking his head familiarly. Tyler shook his head. No! He had to get out of here!

Just when he thought about getting about, a thought popped in his head. Wasn't it written that the villain should die to get everyone out of this spell? If he could kill himself, he would be able to save Dean.

But was Dean really worth saving? Even though he had assumed that this person was the same as the one who played David's role in the previous world, he was still suspicious. He needed legit evidence to prove that his assumptions were true.

So for now, he couldn't leave unless and until he couldn't find any evidence.

He really had to find the clue. Thinking of this, he went to the mirrors and narrowed his eyes before trying to brush off the dust from the surface.

Just as he touched the mirror, he heard Dean's loud voice yelling out loud from upstairs. "Stanley! Upstairs!" He paused and said hurriedly, "Quickly!"

Tyler left the cabinets and dashed upstairs only to see Dean crouching on the ground beside the bed. Tyler couldn't see his face, but he frowned and stared at him before trying to glance inside the bed. But no matter how much he tried, everything was still dark.

How the hell was the male lead able to see what was beneath the bed? Tyler squinted his eyes, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Just then, Dean turned around and faced Tyler and said with an innocent smile on his face, "I saw my face there."

If everything were normal, Tyler would've just laughed at that expression. But this situation was anything but normal. At this time, Dean's face was completely different from the square jaw, blue eyes, and blonde hair. Instead, right before Tyler's eyes, Dean's original face morphed with David's, and the latter stared at him with such innocent eyes.

This whole scene made him feel like he had suddenly jumped into a horror movie. Tyler couldn't help but step back as cold sweat formed on his forehead. He would love to stare at this face for a long time. Only, he didn't want this entire thing to turn into horror.

But the male lead continued to stare at him with such innocence that Tyler couldn't help but stare at his face for a long time before coming back to himself. 

Damn it! He cursed this world under his breath. Why did this world have to be so difficult?!

Just then, the entire surrounding around him changed and a very familiar room appeared. Everything was still the same as before in the previous world. This was the room where both Tyler and David stayed for months together to create that game.

Tyler was still a little confused about what was happening when Dean or the morphed David suddenly grabbed Tyler's arms and pulled him in his embrace. His head stuck in between his shoulders as if sniffing his intoxicating smell.

Tyler was baffled. He didn't move a step. He knew he was perhaps still in an illusion, but he couldn't help but pause. In his heart, he had wished for this to happen for a long time, especially after seeing how David had to spend fifty years alone with his artificial version.

Even thinking of this made his nose sour. Unconsciously, his hands moved toward David's back and returned the embrace, Tyler's fingers curled against the shirt, gripping tightly.

"You made me wait too long." David's hoarse voice brought Tyler back to the present.

"I'm sorry." Tyler's voice choked, and he gripped the person tighter. He even forgot the fact that he wasn't in David's world anymore, and this time, the male lead's name was Dean. It was almost like this illusion had nearly managed to hypnotize him into staying right here in David's embrace.

David's face rubbed against his shoulders almost as if a little cat was happily nudging against its owner. "Then let's stay like this forever."

But before Tyler could reply, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck. He finally opened his eyes and came back to himself.

The scene before his eyes suddenly disappeared as if David wasn't here at all, and all of that was simply his imagination.

Before him, he could see a familiar mirror covered with dust, but since he was clearing the surface of the mirror, a faded reflection of his face had also appeared.

'Did I come back to the room?' Tyler looked around to see that he was standing in the living room standing right before the right side mirror, his hand had paused while dusting off the surface.

Then he turned back to see Dean standing behind him awkwardly.

Tyler suddenly understood what had happened. The male lead must have realized that he was in the illusion and hit on the back of his neck to wake him up. But before he could say anything, he saw Dean frowning. "Why're you crying?"

That was when he touched his cheeks that were still wet, and couldn't help but lower his head in embarrassment.

He still didn't know whether this person still remembered his identity as David from the previous world. And if he told him about what he saw in the illusion just now, things might become even more awkward. So he simply rubbed the back of his neck and said, "Nothing, I just saw something in the illusion that made me emotional."

When Dean heard this, his frown only deepened. He parted his lips as if he wanted to say something, but closed again, shaking his head. After letting out a heavy sigh, he said, "I found someone."