||~ Mafia Soulmates? ~|| Stray Kids Mafia AU

12. back to normal.?

⚠️TW: mention of needles⚠️

Once Jeongin put me back to sleep, the whole group barged inside the room, jolting me awake. Jeongin looked furious at them. They each said sorry and left the room. He sighed knowing that he had to put me to sleep again. Ans that was not easy because of the fact that I got traumatised and couldn't stop thinking about what had happened just two hours ago.

Once he did put me to sleep, he went outside of the room and had closed the door, he started crying. The members comforted him and asked him what happened. He explained what I had told him and then Channie told him that they knew because they were listening to our conversation. He looked at them as if they were crazy.

"Jeongin, we know. We listened to your conversation, but there's on need to cry. She is safe with us now. Don't worry we can protect her."
"I k-know we can. B-but this time we f-failed a-and I'm scared that we will fail again." He murmured.

The members looked at eachother not knowing how to calm down their precious maknae.

"Jeongin. We can protect her and you know it. And I was going to train her on how to fight anyways. She will be able to protect herself. Don't worry. Okay?" Changbin asked the crying boy.
"And I will teach her on how to use a gun." Han proudly said.
"Thank you guys for that. I'm sorry you had to see that." Jeongin sniffed.
"You don't have to be sorry. We've all had mental breakdowns and you shouldn't be sorry for that." Channie assured him and hugged him again. (Papa mode: on)

He smiled at all of his hyungs, who would each die for the rest of the group. Youngdae was included in those feelings. Because of what happened but also because she had gotten mentaly attached to some of the members and didn't want them hurt in any way.

In a time that Stray Kids were captured and she was given the choice to let them go, but she was going to die, she would have agreed without a second thought. She felt like it was the right thing to do. They've saved her once and have risked their lives for her so she did have to pay them back somehow. And they were her soulmates, she couldn't let them die. But she was hoping that, that would never happen. She didn't want to lose the people who have been the kindest to her even though they didn't know her.

I.N went back inside his office checking if I was still asleep, sniffling a bit. Since I was asleep, he decided to take a nap but he was rudely woken up by Hyunjin who was running from Minho. He hid Hyunjin signaling for him to be quiet because I was asleep. Then he locked the door and 10 minutes later, because he was being noisy and didn't want me to wake up, he opened the door and kicked Hyunjin out because he deemed it was 'safe'.

Apparently it was not safe because Minho dragged Hyunjin to the kitchen and he heard something about an 'air fryer' which kind of scared him but he was worrying a lot about me. He would have usually checked on them and tried to save Hyunjin as this wasn't the first time this was happening. But again he cared way too much about me to go and save him. 'What if I would be slowly dying and I would die before he could get to me.' was one of the thoughts in his brain that worried him the most.

I woke up because of my head hurting and also because of some screaming which sounded like Hyunjin and Minho. By the words I could make out, I didn't want to know what was happening. I saw Jeongin and he wasn't bothered about the screams of both Hyunjin and Minho. When he saw that I was awake he asked me why I was awake.

"My head hurts. Owww.." I groaned.
"How badly does it hurt?" He asked with worry in his voice.
"Umm.. like eight out of ten..? Maybe a bit more." I explained.
"Okay so I'll give you some medicine and you tell me how you feel. Okay?"
"O-okay." I didn't want medicine but my head hurt so much that I was willing to take the medicine if my head would stop hurting.
"Okay, open up."  I opened my mouth and the medicine he gave me made my throat tingle and I was feeling a bit tired.

He noticed how my cheeks looked more red then they were. He put his hand on my forehead and he immediately took it off because it was really hot. He took a thermometer and put it under my armpit. I was so tired that I almost didn't feel him lifting my arm or talking to me. I just thought he mouthing some words but he was actually trying to ask me about how I was feeling. He looked quite worried and waved his hand infront of my face. I didn't even acknowledge it. He got even more worried after that.

The last thing I saw before my eyes shut, was him frantically searching for something in his box of neatly organised needles. Once he saw that my eyes were closed, he ran to me with two steps and tried to wake me up. My eyes opened and let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I.. want sleep..." I murmured quietly, quieter then a whispered.
"O-okay, sure but please don't scare me like that okay? And I have to check your thermometer. Lift your arm up please." I lifted my arm up to the point where he could take the thermometer out. It read 41.3°. That was extremely hot. And it was enough to be sent to the hospital, but in my case I was already in the 'hospital' or otherwise known as I.N's Office. I considered his office as a hospital because it looked like a hospital.

(I finally updated thanks to fgdbskiugnactrgigbhy because they *idk your prounouns sorry, tell me and I'll fix it* messaged me to let me know that you guys were waiting. *not exactly how they said it but took it like that* I wrote this in 10 mins.)