Mark had been laying in this room with the others for far too long than what he could remember.
He did remember waking up in the cold room, Chenle and Donghyuck splayed on him with Jisung laying on Donghyuck.
Mark opened his eyes fully but didn't recognize where he was. It was a darker room, but with a bright light in front of the reflective mirror in front of them.
"Wha-?"
He furrowed his brow, shaking the second eldest in the room up. He took the younger's shoulder, and started to shake it slightly.
"Donghyuck. Donghyuck!"
Donghyuck flinched, scrunching his eyes further together, groaning at Mark.
"Don't touch me. I'm trying to sleep," he grumbled, brushing Mark's hand off of his shoulder.
Mark almost laughed, having to cover his mouth with his hand.
What is he saying?
Donghyuck told Mark himself that he enjoyed the older a lot, and all the affection that comes with it. Although the younger was sick and was sleep deprived at the time, and still has no recollection of that time. Mark was never going to tell him. It was his secret.
But Mark did not relent, and only pestered the boy more, trying to fully gain his attention.
Donghyuck groaned again, opening his eyes this time.
He groaned, light seeping into his eyelids, effectively waking him up.
He looked at Mark, who wore a slightly humorous face, almost looking very handsome.
Almost. If he wasn't looking at me with it.
"Where are the others?"
Mark sighed at the younger's question, taking his hand into his own.
Mark looked at their hands in worry, sighing once again. He needed the comfort, even if it's for a second.
"That's just it, Hyuck, I don't know," Mark let go of their hands.
Mark continued to sit, as Jisung stirred awake, and started to wake up Chenle, who had still been sleeping peacefully on Mark and Donghyuck.
"Chenle!" the youngest yelled, voice echoing off of the walls.
Chenle jumped awake, accidentally elbowing Donghyuck in the stomach, making the older gasp and almost choke in pain.
"Ah, Hyung, I'm sorry," Chenle was quick with his apology, eyes partially closed due to the intensity of the light.
"Alright, everyone is awake, so let's find a way out of here," Mark said, making everyone very aware of their surroundings.
Now they acknowledged the shabby room, mold forming maturely in the corner.
The sight made them all shiver.
Where are we?
They looked at the reflective mirror across from them, and a solid door, more than likely locked.
Mark sighed, as it seems like he'll be doing that a lot, running a hand through his hair. Donghyuck looked at him, worried. Mark wasn't one to stress this much.
They all stood up, stretching, then Mark headed over to the door, trying to see if the Capital was smart enough to actually lock it.
To their surprise, it wasn't locked.
Strange.
Mark stood there, looking back at the others, just holding the handle, with wide eyes.
"Why are you standing there? Go!" Donghyuck sassed.
As soon as Mark had the door opened, and the realization that the door wasn't locked, they rushed out of the room.
They passed a large window, only to see the room they were just in, and on the ledge that was connected to the bottom of the window, was a pile of papers.
Mark picked them up, and to start scanning the pages.
This makes sense.
"No wonder the door wasn't locked," Mark muttered, making Donghyuck to come closer to him, trying to figure out what the issue was.
"What was that, Mark?" he asked, trying to read the paper, but Mark had already started to hand them to him.
"They didn't lock the door because one, they weren't after us, and two, the sedative they gave us wasn't supposed to go away as quickly as it did."
Donghyuck scanned the paper, intrigued.
Triangle.
He saw Jaemin's and Jeno's names, and then Renjun's.
Renjun's?
Then he continued to scan further in order to see what they were listed for.
Partnering.
He wanted to gasp, but held it back to not alert the younger two. This was new.
Three in one partnership?
Donghyuck never even thought about that, let alone heard about it. But since it was his best friends, and they seemed to trust Renjun, he wasn't to judge. It was just so, radical.
Mark looked at the younger, knowing what the other was thinking, but went to get his attention. They needed to get out of there, fast.
"Donghyuck, let's go."
They went down a long hallway, the younger two trailing close behind them, when they saw a chair propped against a handle. Curious they looked into the reflective, only to see two people who looked important passed out in there.
Then they turned to see another window, and an exhausted Jaemin sitting in the chair.
They tried the handle, but it was stuck.
They rattled it more, and heard footsteps approaching quickly.
In a panic they began to rattle the handle even more, startling the boy inside. Jaemin looked at the door, slightly scared, but tried to remain calm, thinking it was Hoyong again.
The footsteps were getting louder at the four, and soon the person, or people, were right behind them.
They collectively looked at the people and relaxed that it was Renjun and...Jeno?
Is that Jeno?
They stared at him in awe, seeing the white hair and his eyes flickering white.
"Move aside," he said, voice slightly deeper, more commanding.
No one said anything, but moved for him to have a straight path to the door.
He slightly touched the handle and had the door flying off of the hinges, making Jaemin jump in fear at his seat.
Upon seeing Jeno being the cause, his eyes widened, looking at the boy in front of him.
His hair slightly damp because of the humid air in the building, sharp cheekbones, jawline dangerous, and the most serious white eyes Jaemin has ever seen on the boy.
Jeno was ethereal. Hardly real in the moment, but another thing Jaemin noted, was that he was pissed.
Oh fuck.
Jaemin stood up shakily and went out of the room as Jeno gestured him to do.
He brightened slightly when he saw the rest, especially seeing that Renjun was safe.
Jeno was scared that Jaemin was going to hate him for not telling him he was a Defect, but judging Jaemin's reaction, there was nothing wrong. But he still wasn't sure. But he needn't to worry about that just yet.
They all rushed to the hallway, Jeno leading, only to be faced with a very important looking woman.
Clad in all black formal wear, she had white hair like Jeno, but only because of age. She had wrinkles that showed her age, and judging by the strong pose she held, she was very important.
Intimidating.
"Hello there, boys," she said, the intense emphasis hanging onto her words.
"I've seen that you've been," she paused, looking at the unconscious men laying in the room, "busy."
Oh fuck, indeed.
. . .
A/N:
Thank you so so so so much for reading!
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I hope you liked this point of view,
because I know that this is a NoRenMin fanfiction, but like
DrEaM?
So, I hoped this added a bit more context, as well as more of a plot.
I know that Jisung and Chenle didn't really have so much, so I might just add their point of view for the next chapter.
Until next time!!
-kim
started : 2018.11.28
finished : 2018.11.30