Gemini. | Lee Haechan | Mafia AU

✸ 2: Pollux ✸

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Pollux: It is the brightest star in the constellation Gemini. It is an orange-hued evolved giant star 34 light years away, making it the closest giant to the sun. It was confirmed to have an extrasolar planet orbiting it in 2006.

A/N: This is a long chapter, so sorry about that haha! Word Count: 1,216.

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Haechan awoke in a strange and unfamiliar bed.

Though, he wasn't scared.

Just yesterday, he had made a deal with NCT that he would join them and live with them so that they wouldn't hand him over to the police and get him sent out of the country...

The unfamiliar bed was fluffy and soft, unlike the firm mattress in his apartment. Cologne wafted in the air, which was something he hated. Haechan hated strong scents, such as lavender car fresheners, cologne, that annoying scent of something new, etc. After all, he had a better sense of smell than most, leading him to be somewhat of a picky eater.

He turned to one side, snuggling into the pillow more, savoring the feeling of lying on a cloud. He sunk into the mattress deeper, wishing to be lulled back to sleep, as a thick, warm blanket surrounded and protected him. He could see the darkness in his closed eyes turn lighter as he heard the sound of blinds being opened, and the subsequent sunlight piercing through.

As he whined and covered himself with a blanket, he could hear a low chuckle, reminiscent of his fathers' spread throughout the room. He could then feel a large and cold hand on his head, sifting though his hair, plucking at the dandruff and stray strands.

"I can't let you go back to sleep kid, wake up or else breakfast will be gone" The man shook him a little, but he just snuggled deeper into the bed, prompting a coo from the man.

"Breakfast is for losers anyway" Haechan mumbled, not wanting anything else but the sense of comfort and security he got when asleep.

"You'll shut up about that the instant you try Doyoung and Taeil's food. C'mon, they even made a portion just for you."

"..."

After a few minutes of silence, the man, unprompted, ripped the covers off of Haechan, causing him to whine and swat at the man. He just chuckled and lifted Haechan as if he was nothing, and, despite all his protests and complanings, carried him down the stairs, sat him on a chair, and left for the kitchen.

A couple seconds later, Haechan could see a plate being put in front of him, and some food being piled on top of it. The boy, however, wanted to just sleep. With his messy bangs, droopy eyes, and mumblings, he was the very definition of cute.

What was on his plate again...?

Oh right, breakfast.

He could see a piece of toast, 2 pancakes, some jam and butter in the middle, some maple syrup being poured onto another guys plate— are there only guys here? That must be a nightmare, Haechan thought.

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Haechan was one of those guys that had a slight distaste for men— he had lived with his brother for 14 years and had seen enough.

He was also a SNSD stan... like the toxic twitter kind of stans.

Haechan had always been fascinated with SNSD since their debut, with Into The New World drawing 7-year-old him to his brothers' room every time he heard the intro piano.

He also may or may not have told SNSD antis to kill themselves on multiple occasions.

He had all of their albums sitting in his grandmas' house in Jeju, and had been to a few of their concerts, and knew the words to ALL of their songs.

To Haechan, their music was one of the many beacons of light in his life. Whenever his world became tinted in the colors of sadness, all he needed to do was to play their music on his age-old iPod and he would instantly cheer up.

It's no surprise that he became so defensive over them, although that's one of his many regrets now, because maybe he could've met more people with different views but similar music tastes as him.

But... there's no reason to dwell on the past sometimes, especially for small things.

What matters most is the present, and the people with him in the present.

Meaning... what ever the fuck is going to happen to him now.

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After Haechan had finished eating, the boss named Taeyong had ordered him to his home office upstairs.

His office was decorated quite homely- with emerald green walls and black detailing, a vintage-looking dark oak wood desk with a peach and pink desk light harboring an incandescent light (that should be an LED), two dark teal couches also with dark oak, and a nice table with a carved out landscape trapped by a glass panel on top.

There were also a few paintings here and there framed with gold-painted wood, and a massive window with an open dark teal curtain, meaning that the sunlight shined directly on the man in front— Taeyong— causing a white rimlight to fall upon him, increasing his mysteriousness and beauty by 5 million percent.

After he was done ogling and going off on LED vs Incandescent light arguments within his brain, he sat down on the soft couch as Taeyong made his way to the couch opposite him, his hands definitely not trembling from fear. Totally not.

"Hahh... You know you've gotten Jaehyun to fight over adopting you, right?"

"Huh?" Haechan questioned, because what the fuck was that statement there. Who would wanna adopt a grown ass 16-year-old kid going through puberty? Not Haechan.

"Never mind. Anyways, I called you up here to discuss what will be happening during your stay and initiation into the ranks of NCT. First off, I'll start by giving a quick introduction to everyone within NCT.

"NCT is comprised of 23 members, all from different backgrounds, and many from different ethnicities and nationalities. We are organized into 4 units which deal with different situations— NCT 127, NCT DREAM, WAYV, and NCT U.

"NCT 127 is a unit comprised of 8 people, who are mainly older in age, the oldest being Taeil, , and the youngest being Mark from 1999. NCT DREAM is a younger unit comprised of 5, the youngest being Jisung who is 20. NCT U is a rotational unit that is unique to each mission and situation. Sungchan and Shotaro don't have a unit just yet, as we are currently training and building a team for Japanese activities. WAYV is a Chinese unit operating in China, and consists of 7 members, two who are in Korea right now, one of which you will be training under for now.

"We've decided to place you into both NCT 127 and DREAM, as Yangyang loudly complained about the fact that he had to go on an airplane way too many times to assist in mission. Yangyang will be the one training you— he's born in 2000 and is currently 21, and is a hacker just like you.

"You'll be under watch by Jaehyun who complained very loudly when I told him that Yangyang would be overseeing you, so..

"You start training in 2 days on Saturday, take your time to get acquainted with the house and people. Good luck."

Taeyong then (quite harshly) led the boy outside of his room, shutting the pink-adorned dark oak door behind him.

"I'm so confused right now."

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