➷ 04 ; Dealing

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[ renjuns pov ]

it wasn't hitting me that jaemin just got shot. that was, until jeno quickly informed mark about it.

"mark! jaemin got shot, tell haechan to be prepared to aid him once we get back." snapping his head around, mark finally acknowledged jaemins wound.

after ordering chenle to hurry to the base, he informed haechan about the blood gushing out of jaemins right forearm. pressing onto his ear piece, he spoke. "haechan, jaemins been shot. be prepared in the medic room, we're almost there."

"heard loud and clear, jisung will be on the other side of the line if needed." after hearing haechans line go silent, it was most likely that he was already off to the medic room.

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arriving at the headquarters, chenle parked in the garage. jaemin groaned in pain as jeno picked him up bridal style— being as it was the fastest way to carry him; and dashed inside the base after the van was fully stopped.

running behind him, the rest of us followed. reaching the medic room, we saw haechan already in his medical uniform working on taking the bullet out of jaemins arm through the glass doors.

jeno was outside nervously waiting for his best friend, constantly peaking past the see through doors. bouncing his leg up and down, he also fidgeted with his fingers.

seeing this, mark went over to comfort him. "hey," i overheard him speak. looking over, i saw mark rub jenos arm in a comforting manner. "jaemin's strong. he's been through much worse before, this is just a gunshot wound on his arm." slowly calming down his uneven breathing, jeno responded. "i know that, it's just that i get really nervous whenever he's hurt, no matter what the situation is."

that's true, they care about each other a lot. both jaemin and jeno along with jisung, also known as "triple j", have been best friends at a very young age. they grew up together in the same orphanage, as each of their parents abandoned them there. eventually, they ran away at around the age of 14 as they couldn't take whatever the orphanage threw at them.

they lived together on the streets, up until mark found them and took them into his own home. we all met each other soon after, and decided to become a gang once we became legal. it was our only chance of survival as mark got kicked out after a few years of having us in his home.

saving up money to buy our own weapons, each one of us trained together. after about a year of training is when we started interfering with other gangs. that, along with robbing banks, drug dealing, and more, is what helped us to gain the money we have now. this letting us continue to grow; both as a family and a gang.

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