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Out of breath, he run in all directions, he looked around for his men who seemed like they had disappeared, yelling here and there, hands quickly typing on his phone, he felt like he couldn't function anymore, he murmured a serie of pleads under his breath, making him feel dizzy by the second, the world seemed like it was actually turning rapidely around him, he shut his eyes close tightly.
"Please god, please please please, I can't do this again" he prayed, his senses finally knocking inside him, his hand seeked to his pocket, he hurriedly walked to his car in the parking lot, the keys in hand.
He almost crashed into the gates, startling the guards who bowed 90 degress watching the car pass like a flash right behind them, throwing anxious looks at each other.
He almost knocked the huge door down, he first checked the living room where everyone gathered normally, then it clicked in his mind, they wouldn't be there, they all had meetings and stuff to do, but he didn't lose hope, he run up the stairs, skipping three by three as he did.
This time he did break Taeyong's office door, the poor door wasn't even locked, but did Doyoung care? Nope not even a little. He almost had a mental break down, he should get to the guys, he should tell them Yona and the men were missing, but his body shut down yet again.
Suddenly he heard it, the little chatting voices, where was it coming from? Which room? His feet led him to Haechan's room.
Doyoung would never forget this moment, was it a dream? If it was, he hoped he didn't wake up.
She was there, on Haechan's bed, with the said boy adjusting her pillows, even in his panicked state, his eyes caught Haechan's smily figure, he didn't see him like this in a while, maybe this was indeed true.
"Yona" the name came out as a whisper, the said girl turned to look at him, a soft smile painted her face, she opened her arms to him in a welcoming way.
Doyoung froze, all his senses screamed at him to run into her hands, but this was too good to be true.
"You don't wanna hug me? Do I look that bad?" She asked
"I swear she's real hyung" said Haechan with a small laugh
Doyoung walked to her slowly, he looked at her with shaky eyes, she was Yona, it was really her.
He hugged her like his life depended on it, finally catching his breath, he felt like life was knocked into him again.
"Oh baby" he mumbled
"Oppa you're crushing me" yona's voice muffled into his shoulder, he pulled away from her, slightly panicking.
"Are you okey? Are you alright? Can you walk? Why didn't you call when you woke up? Who brought you here hmm? Were the men with you? I thought someone took you I-"
"Sht, oppa, calm down okey, I'm fine, the guards brought me, poor them I had to manipulate them to do that" said Yona her hand fluffing Doyoung's hair
"More like scare the shit out of them" said Haechan
"Don't say it like that it makes me feel bad" Yona frowned playfully, her attention switching to Doyoung, she chuckled lightly
"Why are you looking at me like that, I'm not a zombie or something, I was fine the whole time, god gave me a chance to sleep well and recover for all the sleepless nights I spent at the bars with Ryujin" said Yona
"YONA!"
"Speaking of the devil" mumbled Haechan
The door was thrown open, a stressed Ryujin barged into the room, unlike Doyoung she didn't waste a second to scoot him aside and get into her best friend's arms
"My soulmate, my other half, my ride or die, oh I love you for coming back to life, sleeping on that white bed wasn't so cool fo you honey" said Ryujin into Yona's shoulder
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The Girl | NCT mafia au
Fanfiction"All good things came with her, but so did disasters". ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Yona is a girl with a blurry past, she seems locked in her own world, looking hoplessly average and weak, or at least that's what people get fooled into thinking, but...
