Dive Into You

Chapter 11: Na Jaemin

Na Jae-min finishes wiping the sweat off of his face with a white towel. He looks around him to see Ren-jun, Chenle and Ji-sung still hard at work practicing the choreography. He leans against the wall and heaves a rather heavy sigh.

"Jae-min-ah, are you going to jump back in with us?" Chenle calls out.

Jae-min shakes his head, feeling strands of his light blue hair sticking to his forehead. "I think I'm going to go grab some food. Anyone craving anything in particular?" He sets the towel down.

"Maybe chicken...?" Ji-sung says with a shrug and pulls his cell phone out. "Don't forget chocolate milk for Ren-jun."

Ren-jun smacks Ji-sung on the arm playfully. "You make it seem like I have a problem with that."

"You do."

Jae-min chuckles. "Alright, chicken, chocolate milk, potatoes for me, anything else?"

There is a chorus of "no" to follow.

Jae-min walks toward the door of the practice room and snatches up his bag. "Well, then, in that case, I'll be right back with some food. Then we can run through the middle section again, since I'm still having a little bit of trouble with that."

"Sounds good," Ren-jun says.

"Too bad Haechan and Mark couldn't join us," Chenle says, sitting down with an exasperated sigh. "I know they have 127 recordings right now. And Jeno's off on some solo photoshoot for a magazine."

"Like always," Ji-sung remarks with a roll of his eyes.

Jae-min pushes against the door and leaves them inside. He walks the familiar path through the halls and out to the curbside, where his company car is waiting for him. His driver flashes him a wave and Jae-min doesn't think twice about it.

He hops into the back and pulls the door closed.

"Practice already over?" the driver asks him.

"No, I'm just taking a food break. I need to get some chicken. Do you have any suggestions of places for me, not too picky and not sure what place to go to?" Jae-min questions, whipping out his cell phone and tapping the screen to life. "Oh! And the place has to have chocolate milk."

There is silence.

Jae-min glances up from his phone.

He waits a few minutes before saying, "Or...I'll just figure it out myself?"

He is answered by the engine coming to life and the vehicle slowly and softly rolling away from the curb.

"Fine, I'll just figure out which place myself...I'm sure there's something that we've yet to try." Jae-min angrily jabs his index finger to his phone screen and scrolls through google search results for a place.

"You might want to try places in Jeju," the driver finally says in a deep voice crackling over a microphone.

Jae-min looks up. "Jeju? Why Jeju?"

The driver chuckles. "I do believe I saw your recent post on Instagram that spoke about you wanting a vacation. Friends of yours are already there, enjoying a nice getaway and I think you'll soon be this way too."

"Friends?" Jae-min questions.

"Tae-il, Haechan...they're having a blast."

Jae-min cocks his head to one side and raises an eyebrow in bewilderment. "What are you talking about?"

"Can I show you?" the driver inquires.

Jae-min contemplates this question. "I mean, I'm supposed to just get food for the guys and...well, I'm curious."

The driver chuckles again. "You will not be disappointed."

Jae-min leans forward in the chair. "Who are you?"

"They call me many things on Jeju Island...Dragon King, Dragon Lord, Keeper of Jeju, The Blood Moon Prince. But the one Mark Lee knows me by is Jin Yong-sun."

Jae-min gasps. "How do you know Mark?!"

"You'll find that out soon."

Two things were certain at that moment for Jae-min: one, his friends were not getting their food and two, poor Ren-jun was not going to get his chocolate milk and would probably throw a massive tantrum.