"I can't do this anymore. Haechan if you keep yelling at me I will take this computer and shove it down your throat." Shotaro threatened, aggressively tapping at the keys. "I'm trying my best here."
"Can you try your best a little faster? Our lives are at stake here."
"Why do you even want to kill the guy?"
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"Mr. President, are you sure about this?" The secretary asked, visibly sweating. "We have no one else to trust. Word about the bribe is getting out and we have to stop it here. Give Jaemin a call."
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"The ex-president of a large ass country has Nana's number?" Shotaro gawked, his tapping slowing down.
"That's not important. He's a big shot and he's paying a lot."
"If he contacted you three years ago, then how could you, Mark, and Renjun have met when you were eleven?"
"Part of our script. I suggested to them that we should introduce ourselves to people like that and see if they buy it or not."
"I've got him. Get a car down to Taemin's hotel, room 127."
"How'd you do that?"
"Messaged the nearby hotels and asked for his name. Now go, he's made a reservation for a two week stay."
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"If he's not going, I'm not either," Jeno interwined his fingers with Jaemin's. "I don't want to see him dying. I just cannot do that." Jaemin refused to meet his friend's eyes. Donghyuck rubbed his temples.
"This is why I went on a few dates before letting myself be free with Mark. You two? You fell in love the moment you saw him. I knew this wasn't going to end well. I don't want to hurt you, but you have to choose. Do you want money that'll last for two lifetimes, or do you want a guy who can kill you before you even know you're dead? I for one will never be able to completely trust him, regardless of whether he will change or not. He's dangerous, a threat to the planet. But love, liking, whatever you're feeling right now, it's going to get in the way of our peace. It's your call. What do you want?"
"Time. I need time to think about all this."
"You have two days, Jaemin. Jeno you too. Sort this out."
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tiny | norenmin
Fanfictionsoft boy, soft boy, and another soft boy. renjun loved the idea of it, but he couldn't risk worsening his injuries, no? -𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶- 2020 - yutaney_spears© [unedited]
