𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 | nomin ff

˗ˏˋ three 'ˎ˗

a/n : i forgot to mention, but some of the things in this book is inspired by the korean drama, the penthouse. also tw, abuse and blood please skip if you are uncomfortable!!

━━ ( 🎲 ) chapter three...

"bring it on then, let's see if they're really like what you meant, renjun-ssi. "

jaemin words infuriated chenle, how could he possibly take the situation so light? with his figure laid back, and a relaxed grin painted across his face-a grin that the chinese wanted nothing more than to wipe off. all that swirled in his mind was pure anxiousness and fear, fear of how jaemin's decision would lead him straight to a hell that he wouldn't be able to escape-and as his little brother, he felt that it was his job to stop this monstrosity.

" no! you are not doing this, it's dangerous! " chenle stood up suddenly, startling the other males. " we're leaving early renjun-ge sorry for wasting yo-"

jaemin pulled his arm off chenle's grasp roughly, ignoring how the younger's face blazed scarlet red, " let's go back to discussing renjun."

chenle scoffed, his brother's actions shocked him. never in a thousand years would he have thought that jaemin would have done that.

"listen to me would you!? " chenle, as stubborn as jaemin retorted, " do you know how terrible of a brother i would be? if i agreed to send you off on this suicide mission! "

jaemin sighed, not even recoiling after hearing chenle's rage, " i know what i'm doing chenle, you have to trust me. "

it never rang to his senses, how in an uncertain situation-jaemin's gaze remained as poised as before, how his voice resonated sternly without a single tremble. it sent a turmoil of pain down his heart. jaemin wouldn't even spare a glimpse at him. it was as if his wails of anxiousness prickled by unignored by his ears.

it was enough for him. chenle needed to strike jaemin with a piece of reality, before he unleased his fury.

" you're being cocky aren't you? thinking you're oh-so great, and so brave that you have the courage to step in the building without hesitation, " he let out an airy, yet mocking laugh.

jaemin finally faced the chinese, rolling his eyes before saying, " stop blabbering nonsense chenle! remember you were the one who came up with this. "

deep inside, jaemin knew that he should have restrained himself, but he couldn't possibly rewind time. what was uttered has been uttered.

" yeah of course, it's my fault i admit that-but know one thing, the next thing you will do isn't going to be mine, jaemin hyung, " chenle admitted, turning his back to leave which left renjun in confusion, " i guess i have no reason to stay, well good luck trying not to die there! "

that was the last straw for the young man, his anger boiled until it reached its very tip. he fumed of fury, kindness and peace no longer lingered in his heart. chenle had reached his limit-when anger is set free, it can lead to a flame of destruction. when a brother's words are pierced like a blade, a deep scar is left concealed, deep in anguish.

jaemin's gaze remained floating around the landmark, it would be a lie if he said there wasn't a part of him that truly repented his words. still, he had his eyes set on his goal, and nothing was going to stop him from reaching it.

renjun massaged his head, chenle's shrieks and jaemin's stubbornness accentuated his mind even more, " aren't you going to go after him? "

" no, i'll talk to him later, " he simply uttered and renjun abruptly felt a blaze of anger and disappointment.