Older ❁Jaehyuck❁

Twenty One🕰

The four friends gathered into Mark's living room in silence, worried of what Mark was about to tell them. Mark had them wait for a few minutes, thinking how he should tell them or if he should even be telling this information to Haechan.
Mark took a breathe and began his story.
"A couple weeks ago in the middle of the night I had gotten a very unexpected visitor." Mark paused with hesitation when he saw the faces of his friends.
"I was about to head to bed when I heard soft knocks at the door, God and I almost didn't even hear them. I thought it was Jisung because he has a habit of knocking like that, so I quickly went to let him in. Behind that door was Jaehyun, a very different Jaehyun."
"What are you trying to say?" Haechan's voiced cracked.
"Jaehyun had entered house refusing to speak, he was trembling and crying. I let him cry for a bit so he could let it all out then I took him to the bathroom so he could take a bath. When he got out he was going on about how he almost did it again and how he's made no progress. Before he fell asleep on the couch he whispered 'just one more drink'," Mark explained in a worried tone.
"Haechan, I'm sorry but I have to ask. Is Jaehyun an alcoholic?" Renjun carefully asked after he had processed everything.
"I don't know, the only time I saw him pick up a drink was at Johnny's party. He didn't even finish the cup." A gasp was heard from the boy that had been quiet the whole time.
"Didn't Taeyong say they had some drinks that day? Look I'm not excusing on what they both did but what if him cheating on you triggered his addiction again? Assuming that he is an alcoholic that is." Everyone had sat in silence after hearing Jaemin's theory. Out of no where Haechan stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey, hey, what the hell? Where are you going?" Mark had gotten up as well with the other two following.
"I need to go see him, if everything you all say is true I have to know if he's safe." Haechan had already gone out the door and made his way to Mark's fence.
"Do you even know where he lives?" Renjun shouted from the doorway.
"I'll find out!" Haechan shouted back as he made a run for it to the station. Mark was about to go after him when Jaemin stopped him.
"Look Mark I know you want to take care of him but if everything we say is true, he's the only one that can help him." Jaemin said carefully, Mark sighed in defeat.

The trains weren't going to the direction of the diner for the rest of the day. Haechan contemplated on running the 40 minutes it took to reach the diner. He was about the head back when an aching feeling in his head screamed for him to run. So he did. He ran and ran without stopping until he saw the neon red, yellow, and green light of the diner. There he saw Taeyong locking the doors.
"Taeyong! Taeyong! Fuck," Haechan let out in his last breath before completely stopping in-front of Taeyong.
"Oh my gosh Haechan where are you coming from?" Taeyong asked worriedly as he gave Haechan his bottled water. After chugging the water Haechan began his task.
"Doesn't matter, Taeyong please I'm begging you." Haechan pleaded to a very confused Taeyong.
" What are you talking about Hyuck?"
"Please take me to Jaehyun's house," Taeyong stared with wide eyes at the very determined looking Haechan.
"Uh sure, but why exactly do you want to go?" He asked as they made their way to Taeyong's car.
"He needs my help, fuck I'm sorry can I just explain another time?" Haechan's voice shook.
"Yeah, yes of course." They drive in silence until reaching a very expensive looking apartment.
"When you go in tell the front desk you are visiting Jung Jaehyun in the 15th floor in room 10."
"Thank you Taeyong," Haechan smiled at the older and made a run for the entrance. After getting through the front desk he made his way into the elevator and pressed the 15th button. Haechan had began to tremble the farther the elevator went up. Once the door opened that's when his heart really began to shake. He was standing in-front of the 10th room. He already made it this far but he was already thinking about going back. Until a force that didn't feel like his own took his hand and knocked for him.
No response.
He knocked again.
No response.
He reached for the door handle, it was unlocked.
"Yoonoh?" Haechan whispered as he opened the door.