D - 1
Today was the day I finally woke up with Jaerin by my side. Her sweet scent that I inhaled though my nitrile were what kept me up during the night. Her presence bought butterflies to my stomach, fluttering because of her every movement.
Her smooth skin illuminated as the sun rays hit her skin. Her soft, subtle breaths made me feel at peace, in heaven. The hair that rested on the pillow and on her chest, silky and thick, smelt like fresh strawberries, drawed in my nose.
Everything about her was perfect, from her wholesome personality to her looks, both cute and sexy. She can pull off both and I'm ready to handle it. I cant believe that I didn't realise years ago.
Our alarm blared through my ears, although I was was wide awake, admiring her features, I quickly turned off the alarm before it forced my ears to bleed out. She groaned as the sunlight hit her eyes, forcing her to squint herself awake.
"Wake up, bitch," I chuckled.
"Bitch the fuck- I know you were watching me the entire time so stop being creepy and go have a shower whilst I sleep for longer," she giggled.
"I- I was not..." caught red handed I was.
"Shut up. Stop helping me lose the rest of my brain cells and go have a shower," she seemed grumpy.
"Save some water. Let's shower together," I smirked at her, looking at her up and down, looking sus.
"Huh? No." She spoke firmly, kinda intimidating but I'm intoxicated by her words.
"Okay, sorry princess. Whatever you like."
"You've gotten much more annoying since I got kidnapped."
"Erm...oops?" I shrugged my shoulders and lifted my eyebrows before smirking and responding with a subtle kiss on her cheek. Yes, of course she was blushing hard, red tinted cheeks painted onto her skin
She lightly pushed me away, trying to suppress her giggles.
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Jaerin's POV
Hyuck finally got out of the shower so I decided to get ready for my shower as well and pick an outfit for school.
I wore black wide leg trousers along with a graphic white tee and a black shirt on top. Of course I couldn't forget my chain belt or my necklaces so I quickly put them on along with my Airforce 1's and waited in the living room for Hyuck.
I think he wanted to be matching today so he prepared a similar outfit to mine. Black trousers, white tee, black shirt, Airforce 1's and chains. He basically copied my entire outfit but he looked so cute yet sexy and I was all in for it.
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School was boring as always. I didn't miss much important things rather than the latest gossip. Sooyoung finally left Hyuck alone after he screamed at her for being the reason of my disappearance.
I hadn't seen Seonghwa since that day, he was possibly to ashamed to face me properly and made his own disappearance. Something about that entirety of the situation seemed very off. From Seonghwa to the guards that locked me and beat me, whilst showing me videos of Hyuck's laughter and worries.
I knew that he missed me a lot but there was no possible way that I could've signalled to anyone about my situation. I missed him but now there's something very different about him. I don't know if it's the fact that he missed me or something else.
Today's first period was English. We were reading Shakespeare and as always the English teachers would exaggerate every word that he wrote down on our books.
"Class, what does the word red symbolise?"said Mr Jung.
"Ugh! Here we go again," I muttered under my breath but it somehow reached Mr Jung's ears.
"What was that, Jaerin? You know the answer? Say it to the class then," I could tell the man really hated me but there's nothing I can do about a brain that doesn't want to absorb information other than kpop lyrics and kdrama phrases.
"Red symbolises the blood that covered the weary woman that manipulated her own daughter through her life. The blood from her guilty mistakes that she only felt sorry for toward the end," I took a breathe, "Red also symbolises the love that she felt towards her loved ones and because of the guilt she feels towards the end, the readers pitied her yet wanted the best for herself and her family," Mr Jung nodded, I think he wanted me to continue.
"On the other hand, Red could alternatively be symbolic to demons and how she performed black magic on her daughter. Furthermore, Red could also symbolise hope, hope for change for the future if her and her families life," I finished. Yes my English essay that I just spoke out wasn't so good but you can't blame my brain cells that Shakespeare already helped me lose.
Anyways, English finished pretty early for me and Haechan once again today. Taeyong took us out of lessons for the rest of the day in order to complete a difficult mission. It was the day that NCT were finally going to fight Ateez with the help of The Boyz.
Honestly today felt like a blur and my low iron wasn't helping with my situation. Something about today seemed out of place. My gut instinct is usually right and I really hope it's wrong today.
<time skip>
We were in the car and on the way to something that looked like a construction site. Haechan held onto my hand, hoping that I wouldn't be out of his sight once again.
"Are you okay, baby? Are you scared?" he muttered.
"No, but will you miss me if I get kidnapped again?"
"Don't say that or you'll jinx it," he seemed desperate for my presence but I'm not sure how long I'll be able to give it to him until my father comes to take me. He'll come and take me tomorrow, stripping me out of Haechan's life once and for all.
A tears slid down my cheek as I closed my eyes reminiscing about our memories. There's still an empty part of my memory and I need to find out what it is.
As soon as we arrived, the boys grabbed the weapons from the back of the van and made their way to the front of the construction building where Ateez stood confidently. Wooyoung stood in the centre of the group, smirking as I lowered my head and looked at the floor, his stare filling my body with uncomfort.
A gunshot was fired into the air, marking the start of the battle. Haechan went straight for Wooyoung, holding him by the collar and throwing countless punches on his skin. The moment Wooyoung tasted a metallic taste longer in his mouth he felt the anger that he had suppressed before my and unleash before everyone.
He held Haechan's neck in his two hands and starting squeezing harder and harder. Haechan felt that it was difficult to breathe and tried to get out of his hold yet Wooyoung's abusive side smirked and threw a strong punch across Haechan's face. Luckily he was able to dodge it but instead Jaemin took the hit and collapsed on the floor.
2 hours later
The battle still commenced as Jaemin laid on the side, not sure whether he was conscious or not but it was too dangerous to even check since you may be ambushed.
Once all of Ateez were on the floor, the only person left to be injured had to be Wooyoung. He was too hefty for everyone so managed to escape. The day's accomplishment felt too great to be out of place yet my gut instinct attempted to give me major hints.
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u n e d i t e d
HAPPY HAECHAN DAY 🥳
AND YOU'RE TELLING ME TO STILL BREATHE??! YO MY GUY IS 21 AND IS LOOKING LIKE THAT WHEN I LOOK LIKE A BIN RAT...HE IS ETHEREAL