Bitch boys | NCT Mafia AU

Fast food take-out; (CH38)

You eyes quickly travelled from the buttoning on of your vest, to the boy sitting right behind you.

"What do you want me to do?" Every word that came out of your mouth seemed to carry no element of uncertainty.

"We'll get out and you just follow whatever the hell I am making up" Taeyong responded, "we have to look convincable."

"Okay" you felt your eyes steady into the blankness of the seat in front of you, letting your mind wander off and come up with backup plans to the worst scenario outcomes.

The adrenaline in the car was contagious. Almost mimicking the nature of a disease. There was something so forthcoming to what was about to happen, every single second passing was like a build up to an event that everyone had been contemplating for, everyone has been sacrificing blood for- you could feel the surreal air come in every single breath you took. You felt as if exhale could be your last. You could almost feel everyone reevaluating the achievements they have covered in their minds, their guilt, their regrets... It was so utterly pungent in the atmosphere... It was almost suffocati-

"I need a hit, Yuta give me your thing" Jaehyuns voiced scratched harder than the car wheels that we're currently swinging left and right with every movement of Doyoung's fingertips.

"My thing? Jaehyun not now!" Yuta managed to smirk and let out his cliche flirtatious remark.

Jaehyuns ignored Yuta completely before proceeded to open his black leather bag and look through it, his pale cracked lips quivering for the need for his-

"Quit smoking Jaehyun, this is serious-"

"Why don't you just do what your best at and drive?" Jaehyun snapped, before diving his hand into the reefs and trash in his ocean of belongings.

He then, his hand strummed out a thin metal instrument. He placed this tube into the back of the instrument before placing on his lips and inhaling deeply through his mouth. His cheeks bones grew more defined, his eyes closed and mind seemingly blank with ecstacy.

He looked at peace, something you (and you were pretty sure) and everyone else were not reaching at any means.

"Yuta, give me your juul"

"MY JEWELS?! Y/N THIS ISNT THE PLACE AND-"

"If I am killing anyone, it's going to be you first. Now, give me the vaping tool." Your lip twitched, you had no idea whether you found Yuta comedic or just painfully annoying.
Your mind just unconsciously dismissed every one of his actions.

"Hardass-" Yuta muttered as he tried to open his jammed ass Jean pocket.
You knew Yuta was so unbearably close to putting on his meditation music. Everytime before exams he wouldn't even last-minute revise on his notes, he'd put on a whole chunky headphones and began playing, shit you not, 'mrfjdjrntkgn'
You smiled a bit thinking about how stupid he looked. However your thoughts of ridiculing Yuta were interrupted by a hand talking your shoulder.

You were about to ask Taeyong what he wanted, when you realised it his just Taehyung, with his arm stretched over, a juul lodged between his two fingers.

"You? You smoke-"

"Only when I'm nervous" Taehyung than passed you a couple of Juul pods for the flavour, "there's a couple of flavours, I personally favour the 'cotton candy fleuve'. But, you can do with whatever flavour you want."

"Really? Cotton candy? That sounds nice. Thank you Taehyung." you smiled a little, before placing the juul and the juul pods into your lap for you to decide upon.

"Just... Don't do too much, you may experience dizziness and-"

"Wow this is so cool! It's like mango with a little bit of a skittles taste. It's weirdly refreshing!" You took the juul off your lips and was pleasantly surprised.