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By the time the couple decided to leave, it was already close to evening.
With a flourish of romantic hand the sunset blossoms red and gold. As if God graffitied rainbow-flame upon the evening sky, the sunset came in its boldest blaze.
Jaemin and Chaeyoung trailed back to the car, hand in hand, a light blush tinted their cheeks, a contented smile on their faces.
Jaemin helped open the car door for the girl, letting her get in first before closing it behind her like the gentleman he is.
He came in from the driver's side, slipping in and starting the engine. " Didn't know you were a gentleman," Chaeyoung joked, lighthearted laughter escaping from her lips.
" There's many things you don't know about me," he stated, before starting to drive.
The two stayed quiet as Jaemin drove, Chaeyoung playing with her fingers, confused with what they exactly were now.
The boy glanced at her from his peripheral vision, noticing the way she fidgeted with her fingers. He bit his lips, tempted to feel the warmth of her hand on his again.
" Screw it," he muttered before stealthily bringing his hand to hers, smoothly intertwining them.
Chaeyoung's cheeks turned beetroot red after realising what the boy was doing while he looked away, too shy to face her.
" W-what are we?" she questioned, staring down at their intertwined hands that rested on her lap.
" Uh that coupley thing that teenagers are?" Jaemin said, unsure of what it was called. After all, his whole life was spent learning how to kill and murder, nothing much about loving and caring.
" You mean boyfriends and girlfriends?" Chaeyoung softly said, slightly amused by the fact that the boy had actually been living under a rock.
" Oh yeah that," he mumbled. " But I think I would need to step down from being the ace if I get into a relationship," he said, " can't have the enemy targetting my angel you know."
Chaeyoung felt her cheeks burn, rolling her eyes at his attempt to flirt. " But you love being the ace though."
" But I love you more," he winked, chuckling at the girl's crimson red face. " And besides, it's a rule in the gang."
The girl nodded, scared that her voice would betray her if she spoke. Her heart palpitating, diverting her eyes to the passing buildings in an attempt to calm down - but knowing that their hands were interlaced didn't help.
" Can we go back to the base by the lift way? We never really took it other than the first time you brought me there," she asked.
Jaemin shrugged before saying a small "sure."
He parked the car outside the abandoned mall before exiting, not forgetting to open the door for Chaeyoung.
They walked together, swinging their joined hands slightly. Jaemin looked around out of habit when they entered the mall, scanning for any signs of danger out of instinct.
It might have been his imagination when he saw a hooded figure turn a corner, seeming to be a girl from the strands of long hair that fell out.
But he didn't put much thought to it, entering the lift that was hidden in the corner together with Chaeyoung.
It felt like a déjà vu as they watched the lift go down, just like the way they had first met.
When they exited, it was a surprise seeing the main area crowded, basically the whole gang gathered there.
" What's going on?" Jaemin inquired, squeezing the girl's hand lightly after noticing her becoming tense.
Instead of answering, the members gave way to the boy, revealing the black box that sat at the middle of the table.
The two's intertwined hands didn't seem to be their focus, if it was a normal day they would have been continuously teasing them right now.
Inside the box held a syringe together with a tube with a blue substance in it. A note was folded nicely at the center, making Jaemin furrow his eyebrows.
He went to grab the note, carefully unfolding it only to be met with a rhyme.
For NCT,
here's a cure for the one in bed the one in the hospital laying dead aren't you interested to find out more? there is a lot more to it than a bomb
you think it's the end but not anymore cause there is a lot more mysteries left unsolved.
From the sacred.
Jaemin's eyes darkened, his demeanour changing almost in an instant. His dominant and cold aura coming back as he raised his head after reading the note, eyes scanning his members.
The tension in the atmosphere felt suffocating, almost making Chaeyoung want to puke until Jaemin finally spoke, breaking the dead silence.
" Someone call Jisung, this is meant for him."
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