《beautiful time | nct dream (✓)》2.6 | heartbreak
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❝i'm still dreaming with you.❞
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hyeji runs down the empty street, constantly glancing at her phone which displayed jisung's location. being able to track down the boy, she wasted no time in rushing out of her house, ignoring her mom's constant yellings.
she gulped down the lump in her throat, as she tried pushing away the wild assumptions taking over her mind. her heart beat sped up with each turns she took, frantically glancing down at the device in her hand, she noticed that she was getting nearer and nearer to the designated location.
that goddamn bitch!
hastily, hyeji manages to send a message to the boys. running through one of the alleyway, she hears a whimpering sound from the corner.
she yells, despite being out of breath.
stepping into the scene, she finds jisung grabbing onto his stomach while lying down on the muddy ground.
" jina chuckled wryly, displaying a sly smile on her face. she spoke, stepping onto jisung's chest.
hyeji's eyes widened, she took a step towards the girl but came to an abrupt stop when jina pulled out a sharp object from behind her back.
jina spoke through her gritted teeth whilst harshly pressing down onto jisung's chest, making the boy choke out a suffocated cough.
hyeji glared at her yet she felt hopeless for not being able to come up with anything to put the psychotic girl away from jisung. hyeji exclaimed upon seeing the girl press down her feet onto the pained boy's chest.
jina shook her head, breathing heavily as her anger started piling up.cha misushe brought up a name that made hyeji widen her eyes.
she scoffed.
jina stared deeply into hyeji's eyes, before saying,
hyeji grips onto her head, groaning at the pang of pain running through her head. memories of past that she had always been wanting to forget came rushing through her mind, filling her up with guilt and embarrassment.
a familiar voice rings through hyeji's ears, immediately earning the attention of jina. the boys gasps, witnessing the scene.
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jina rushes towards hyeji but luckily got hold back when mark kicked her on the abdomen, resulting in her to letting go off the knife and falling down onto the ground. mark scrunched his nose. he then kicks the knife away from them.
jeno, chenle and jaemin runs towards jisung, dropping onto their knees, they yelled out, worriedly. it pained them to see the younger male in a such a pathetic condition.
chenle brought him up on his lap, hugging him dearly before yelling at jaemin to call an ambulance from the nearest hospital.
renjun rebuked, harshly pulling the girl into a hug. though from within, his heart was pumping erratically against his chest. hyeji slowly blinked her eyes, now coming back to her senses. she closed her eyes and bawled her eyes out, her sound of pained cries infiltrating everyone's ears.
donghyuck slapped his palm over jina's mouth while locking her arms behind her back.
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mark held her hand, breaking her off from chains of thought. she mumbled, looking at jisung who was sleeping soundly on the bed with chenle and donghyuck kneeling beside him.
mark reassured the worried girl. unknowingly, he pulled her into a warm embrace, letting her drown in his warm and protecting hug.
jaemin, renjun and jeno sat on the opposite side of the room. jeno stood up and sat beside chenle to comfort the still crying chinese male. jaemin silently stared at hyeji and mark's interaction, wondering about how he wished to be the one to hug her instead but he couldn't, knowing that the girl has been badly ignoring him since yesterday.
for some reasons, renjun couldn't take his eyes off the two of them. bringing his hand up to his chest, he gently rubbed circles on it. why does it hurt right here?
donghyuck spoke out randomly amidst the silence, with anger still evident in his voice, making her pull away from the hug. she looked down at her feet. he answered to which hyeji immediately shook her head.
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hyeji stops mark from speaking. she smiled at him.
jaemin coughed loudly on purpose to get hold of the girl's attention and as expected, she briefly glanced at him before instantly facing away. jaemin softly called out her name whilst standing up on his feet. he had had enough of being suddenly ignored for reasons he didn't know know.
hyeji simply hummed in reply, avoiding to meet his eyes. jaemin mumbled loud enough. hyeji nodded, standing up as well and walking straight out of the room with jaemin following suit.
renjun stared at the door before looking down at his lap. i wonder what's going on between those two.
away from the rest, hyeji and jaemin stood outside the balcony. jaemin decided to break the awkward silence. he asked, slowly holding her hand.
hyeji chortled very awkwardly, slowly pulling her hand out of his grip. she rambled on and on.
jaemin felt pathetic for feeling this way. hyeji mustered up the courage to look into his eyes, only to see pain written on it. he pleaded, holding onto her hands again.
she sighed before pulling back her hands, yet again. she ran her hand through her messed up hair.
astounded, jaemin rapidly blinked his eyes, not being able to believe what he had just heard from her. he asked.
jaemin's cheeks blushed upon hearing her say that, but what he didn't know was that the girl had already walked away during that time before their conversation had even come to an end. she sighed.
some part of him felt relieved knowing that he wouldn't have to try hard into getting her to liking him but it all came to a stop when hyeji decided to interrupt him from speaking. jaemin raised his eyebrows in confusion.
she flashed a smile at him and that was more than enough to shatter his heart.
jaemin forced a smile, hiding the pain behind his fake smile. he said, rubbing the nape of his neck. hyeji nodded, she offered a friendly handshake.
jaemin hesitantly accepted the handshake, before looking away from her eyes. and he has never disliked that word ever in his life more than right now.
hyeji informed as she walked away.
jaemin hopelessly leaned onto the wall, proceeding to slide down and sit on the bare floor. face palming himself, he recalled his embarrassing confession from the day before.
jaemin nonchalantly shurgged his shoulder, earning a gasp from chenle.
chenle gets cut off when jaemin suddenly grabs fistful of his own hair.
he sighed.
chenle slowly asked out of perplexity.
jaemin let out a frustrated groan before squatting down.a smile blossomed on chenle's lip, feeling happy to know that jaemin's old self was some what coming back.
he answered, earning a frown from chenle. jaemin said, mentioning his first ever love.
the girl who he dearly treasured and loved with all his heart had left him breaking apart in the end, blaming him for all the pains and hardships when he was not even at fault.
chenle bent down, patting on jaemin's shoulder with reassurance. he smiled at the boy who was nearly about to cry.
chenle patted his back, earning a soft chuckle from jaemin because of his cheesy remark.
jaemin sniffled, wiping away his tears. he stood up as well as chenle. he looked down, feeling embarrassed of his past actions. jaemin triumphantly smiled at the chinese male as chenle let out the loudest laugh.
chenle yelled, despite getting multiple shushes from the passerby.
chenle popped the question, catching the male off guard.
chenle went on with the tease whilst pinching jaemin's reddened cheeks.
jaemin mockingly scoffed at himself as he continously rubbed his now reddened eyes. he shuddered. "we're friends afterall...right?" her words echoed through his mind. tightly hugging his knees to his chest, jaemin closed his eyes.
how can such words affect me so much in ways that i can't even comprehend?
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