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After a thorough check-up, Jisung was given the green light by a doctor, receiving the okay to move about and continue with his daily life.
Two days prior, Taeyong had purchased a new building to replace the headquarters that was blown up from the previous air raid.
Although the building hadn't been designed for their use yet, the members had already begun to move in and resume their activities within the mafia.
For his safety, Jisung hadn't been moved from the basement to the new headquarters in case the sudden movement caused more damage.
After settling into their new rooms, Mark had called a meeting between the friends in his room.
Renjun, Jisung and Mark were situated on his bed, Jaemin had seated himself on the ground with Jeno and Haechan on either side of him, while Zoey and Chenle stayed standing.
"What's up, hyung?", Renjun asked, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. "I think we all deserve some closure.", he blurted out, startling the others.
Like meerkats, their heads turned to Zoey and Jisung, earning a questioning gaze from them.
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I've already had my closure.", Haechan said, shrugging.
"Well good for you.", Jaemin said, rolling his eyes.
"Closure? What closure?", Zoey asked, her brows furrowing. Jisung sighed, running his fingers through his hair before speaking up.
"Yes, she chose me.", he clarified, Chenle's lips dipping down into a frown. "Well you lucky basta-", "Okay, that's enough out of you.", Jeno slapped his hand on the younger one's mouth, silencing him.
Mark nodded, slightly leaning back on his bed. "Like we promised, this won't come between our friendship. We're all mature enough to deal with this in a more civil way.", he stated.
Renjun's smile was bittersweet, his eyes holding his emotions quite clearly, but he didn't let it show. She made her choice, and her choice wasn't him.
They all felt the same way as Renjun, accepting reality, but not wanting to let go of their hopeless fantasies.
They were no longer in a phase where they stood a chance, but now, it was a time period for healing, healing their broken hearts.
"I'm sorry...", she mumbled out, her lips forming a thin line. "I never wanted to toy with your feelings, I was just confused-", she began, but was cut off by a light pat on her shoulder.
Looking up, Jaemin smiled down at her, the warm feeling of his palm coming into contact with her bare shoulder had given her some form of comfort.
"Don't apologize, we'll be alright. It'll take awhile, but we'll move on.”, he said. “Mark already has his next chick lined up.", Chenle snickered.
