EMBERS • HAECHAN (Not Finished Yet)

Chapter 97

To my surprise, Jisung was surprisingly good at fighting even though he was the youngest. The seriousness on his face was almost concerning and the dark shimmer in his eyes alone was enough to make his opponent flinch as soon as he came in his direction.
You could clearly see that he had enough of backing away and instead was the one to attack next. He quickly lifted his right foot, meeting the stranger in his face with a roundhouse kick and causing him to crash to the floor with his shoulder first.

Jaemin and Jeno seemed to have a bit less of a problem, covering each other's backs and moving quite fast as if they had fought together many times before.
Their only obstacle was the pool only a few feet away, both of them almost fighting on the edge and trying their best not to fall in the cold water and give their rivals an advantage.
It almost looked like they were dancing, each movement perfectly planned while they hit their rivals as an ace tag-team.

Haechan and Mark on the other hand had no difficulties at all, the two best friends moving in perfect synchrony and awareness of their member's presence.
Although their backs were facing each other, there was never a moment they accidentally stumbled against or hit the other.
They never even earned a blow and fought against three people at once like it was nothing.

Every time the oldest kicked someone with full force, the brunette was quick to follow and landed a powerful strike as well, both of them handling the situation better than any rumor could've described their dynamic.
It was no surprise that Mark Lee was the leader of NCT Dream, his best friend there to complement his leadership and support him at all cost.

'I should help them,' it crossed my mind several times, a dodgy feeling unfolding in my stomach. The many dump noises of kicks and blows gnawed at my conscience while I was only standing in place, entirely paralyzed.
I shouldn't join them on one side because of my hip and on the other side because of my identity. The hip was the lesser problem since the painkillers did a pretty good job, but my image was the more important one. I couldn't get myself into their actions in public.

The longer the fight went on though, my feeling only got worse and my body more restless.

I watched as one person went down, now unconsciously lying on the ground after Jeno had punched him two times in his face. In the meantime, the people around us only started gathering more, each of the guests trying to get a glimpse of one of the famous gangs fighting while filming them as if it was a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

I was just about to snatch the phone away from the person next to me when Chenle suddenly appeared in my field of vision and was brutally punched in his cheek.
Just a second later, the latter's body made a hard impact on the ground, a tortured groan escaping his now bleeding lips as his opponent grabbed him by his hair in no time.
Not hesitating a second, the person kicked the second youngest in the stomach, causing him to cough out loud before crashing back down again.

Anger arose in me and I couldn't hold myself back anymore before I rapidly ran in Jeongin's direction, suddenly forgetting that everyone was watching.

'DRGNS is going to kill me anyway', I thought to myself before my hand reached for Harley Quinn's baseball bat and gripped it tightly.
My new friend had no time to ask or stop me and only followed my hectic body with his shocked gaze, the other bystanders just as confused as him.

I was now only a few feet away from Chenle and although the sight of his blood-smeared face caused the rage in me to grow like an unpredictable fire, I was somehow still able to keep a clear mind.
Right when I was in his reach, I swung the wooden bat as strong as I could and knocked his opponent's feet away with one go, watching his body drop to the ground hard as well.