Yuta then became irritated. "Y/n, I know that you're a part of this whole mess now, but I don't want weird old men to look at you." he said. Y/n then also became irritated.
"Who would want that? I want to do this because I want to win... I want to contribute to this gang. I want to feel like I'm truly one of you guys!" Y/n said. She grabbed Henderys arm and walked straight out of the room.
"I have to change clothes, will you wait for me?" Y/n asked Hendery as she gestured at her jeans.
"S-sure..." he said and let her go and change.
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(Y/n pov)
I changed into my usual gym clothes and looked myself in the mirror.
Sometimes I forget that I am a part of a criminal organization. My dream when i was younger was to make a difference.
I wanted to become a teacher, a teacher that would mold young minds to become good.
The things I was contributing to now... Are not good. They're the opposite. Who would've thought.
I chuckled to myself in the body length mirror.
More than 1 month had gone by. How could I adapt so quickly?
Maybe this is my true calling. I have never actually liked the idea of a normal 9-5 job, marrying at 23 and getting a child at 25.
The idea of going on missions, risking your life and having a quirky and wonderful family that are always there for you... Sounds so much nicer.
There's alot of good stuff and bad stuff that comes with being in a gang. The bad stuff are really bad most of the time, like killing people (if needed), being wanted by the authorities and not being able to go anywhere at anytime.
But it still feels like my life is meaningful. I make some change, and I matter to more people.
To some, I'm a witch and they want me dead, but to some I'm someone they could risk their life for.
Silence filled my apartment as I prepared a water bottle. The cold water from the tap was cooling me down. It's in the middle of summer and this place doesn't have a good AC.
When turning off the water, I remembered that Hendery was waiting for me.
I had been in my apartment for almost an hour!
I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the apartment.
Outside I saw Hendery, together with Jaemin. It was strange seeing those two side by side after what Jaemin told me 2 days ago.
"Hi guys." they were leaning against the wall in front of my door. It didn't look like they were talking, but what do I know?
They looked at me and stood up straight. "Yo." Jaemin said. The atmosphere was tense. I'm sure they talked about something.
"Sorry that I took so long... Jaemin are you going with us?" I asked.
Jaemin looked at Hendery with a smile and then looked back at me. Hendery looked a bit down... Why?
"I'm not sure... What do you think, Hendery?" Jaemin asked.
Hendery nodded. "Sure." he said quietly.
This was strange.
"Good! Then I'll can see how Yangyang is doing." Jaemin said cheerfully and strutted away to the lift.
After Jaemins exit, I walked up to Hendery. His head was down again.
"What's going on?" I asked. He shook his head. "It's nothing... I just got a bit nervous for the championship. It's my first as well." he explained.
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N. City (Hendery x Reader x Jaemin)
Hayran KurguDisclaimer: There are some trigger warnings like @buse and such. This is my take on an NCT gang au. I haven't read to many of those but here we go. Y/n Nakamoto is moving to S. Korea to find his long lost brother, Yuta, who moved there 9 years ago...