raven ღ na jaemin

13

you gazed up at the house you and haechan had stopped at. from what you could see, it looked exactly the same as the other houses that lined the street. haechan went to unlock the door. he opened it, and you followed behind him as he entered.

the interior of the house was just as unassuming as the exterior. it was somewhere between clean and messy; papers and clothes were strewn about on the floor and draped on the furniture.

"haechan! you're back!" called a voice from somewhere you couldn't see.

you gave haechan a nervous look, and he sent you a reassuring one in return.

a figure stepped into the room. his eyes were round, and his dark hair was tousled. his face was lit brightly in a wide smile.

"hey, mark," haechan said, greeting him with a unique handshake. you stood frozen as you watched them, unsure of what to do.

mark caught a glimpse of you and his eyes widened. "who's that?"

haechan turned around, then walked over to stand by your side. he threw his arm over your shoulder. taken aback, you tried to awkwardly push it off.

"i picked her up off the street," haechan said, his mischievous grin returning.

you elbowed him in the side, causing him to double over. to your relief, his arm had come off your shoulder. "you could've introduced me more nicely," you muttered, glaring at him.

"fine, fine. this is jieun." he gestured to you. "i saved her."

you moved to elbow him again, and he flinched back. "okay fine. she got robbed and i brought her back here."

"you kidnapped me," you corrected with a murderous look in your gaze.

"ehhh, i wouldn't say kidnapped, more like a... forced—"

"kidnapping," you finished. he shrugged, grinning again.

mark, who had been listening quietly the entire time, spoke up. "so... why did you bring her here?"

haechan looked at mark, then back at you, then back at mark. "let's, uh, wait for taeyong hyung to come back."

mark raised an teasing eyebrow at him. "he's gonna scold you."

"i know," haechan replied. you couldn't believe it. was that... nervousness you saw in his face? you almost laughed. "but i have a good reason for bringing her, i swear."

you rolled your eyes. "the good reason being my organs?"

mark's eyebrows shot up. "your what?"

haechan let out an nervous laugh. "i—"

"you said you were going to sell her organs?"

"listen, it was a joke. i told her i wasn't really going to. jieun, tell him i told you that," his eyes pleaded with you to help him. you blinked innocently back at him, saying nothing in response.

he groaned and turned back to mark. "hey, man. just don't tell taeyong hyung, okay? he'll—"

"tell me what?" a voice came from behind you.

you and haechan whirled around. in the doorway stood a lean figure. the sharp angles of his face made his stern expression even more intimidating. he was scarily handsome.

"taeyong hyung! hi!" haechan said in a fake cheery voice.

taeyong closed the front door behind him and stepped forward. he looked questioningly at you, then back to haechan and said, "i think you have some explaining to do."

[a/n]:

howdy!! school starts in less than a week for me and i'm behind on my summer assignments bc i've been hella procrastinating 🤪🤪 so yeah updates will be coming a lot less frequently bc i will be very very busy very very soon so i apologize in advance 😵