nightlife ● enhypen

for the weak

》》Isis《《

"Isis!" I heard a voice calling to me. "Isis, it's me." 

I opened my eyes and met Jisung's. I jumped up wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Jisung! I'm so happy you're okay!" He slowly began to pat my back.

"I'm okay? Why wouldn't I be? Did you have a bad dream?" He pulled back looking somewhat concerned. I nodded.

"I don't really want to talk about it." I responded pulling away and taking in my surroundings. I was back in the room where I first woke up in. When did I get back in here?

"Why was it about falling into shark infested waters because same." Jisung asked lighting the mood. I shook my head, stifling a laugh.

"Oh well it must have been about being tiny, sitting on a piece of bread, when a giant butter knife comes trying to spread peanut butter on you." He said lowkey sounding serious. I burst out laughing at his randomness.

"No! Jisung, what?!" I crack up.

"Give me one last guess. Third time's the charm right?" He thinks for a bit, sobering up from all of the laughter. "It was about Enhypen coming to rescue you and accidentally shooting you, huh? Did I guess it right Isis?" I looked at his once playful demeanor as it turned cold.

"No I wasn't the one who got shot." It was extremely off-putting how close he was to guessing what actually happened. I began to feel nervous and restless. "And how do you know my real name?" I recalled that he also called me 'Isis' to wake me up.

"You're right. You weren't the one who got shot." He ignored my question, leaning down to my  ear. "But you should have been."

Bang!

I woke up with a gasp, panting for air. I looked around at my upper body for a gun shot wound that I knew wouldn't be there to begin with. My hands shook as I tried to calm myself down, rubbing them against my face before ultimately giving up on my calming tactics and climbing out of bed. I found myself in yet another room that didn't belong to me.

When I cracked the door I walked down the hallway to the only light that seemed to illuminate this dark house. I found that the light was actually the kitchen, where Jungwon sat with a glass of some light brown liquid. I stepped into the light, emerging from the darkness of the hallway.

"Oh, you're up?" He asked noticing me.

"Yeah." I replied awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Jungwon's phone conversation I had was the only real conversation that I had with him. Out of all the Enhypen members, I'm the least close with him.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Super hungry and frustrated." He looks questioningly at me. "Cause I wouldn't be hungry or keep passing out if I wouldn't have been kidnapped." I walked slowly over to the bar at the island and took a seat next to Jungwon.

"Wait, you passed out before, why? Did they do something to you?" Jungwon's face held a calm and controlled expression but his voice meant business.

"Well apparently, Seungmin accidentally banged my head into a doorway and I am most likely concussed." I did fake jazz hands trying to lighten the mood.

"How many times have you passed out?" His tone became even more urgent.

"Oh, just twice." I reassured him. "If it happens one more time, then there's a problem." He nodded taking in the information.

"Ramen?" He asked sliding a hot bowl of ramen that sat in front of him over to me. "I made it but I'm not really in the mood anymore." I nodded quickly grabbing the chopsticks from him and digging in.