Side effects

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"yeah. seungmin's here" he took a glass of wine from the tray

"alone?" someone asked

"no..that annoying blondie is with him too" he spoke taking a sip

"annoying...blon..oh, hyunjin?"

"yeah yea, whatever his name was"

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On the other side

Seungmin and Hyunjin talked to the clans they were friendly with although their eyes were focusing on something else. Seungmin kept track of where the tray was going..and finally it went beside the supposed 'Yoo Ryung'.

He took it.
And
He sipped on it.

'yes! I think I've  completed my mission hehe' Seungmin smiled to himself and looked at Hyunjin who was still chatting with another.

'Shall i have a drink too then..?'
Seungmin picks up a glass making sure it's not the drugged one.. According to Chan, the drug will be like slow poison, at first you won't realise it..but as time passes things will take a turn for the worse, and there's no way the person won't die..except if he's god himself..?

Half an hour passes by and both of them think that it's the best time they get out, soon the real drama will be occurring and they definitely don't wanna be caught in it incase..

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"huh..i feel..a little tipsy..hyung"

"should we head back?"

"that would be good I guess..i can't even stand still."

As seungmin and Hyunjin were leaving, 'he' glanced at them once..and then he remembered the purpose of what seungmin was doing in the kitchen..

'shit..did he mix something in?'

'no.. it's probably the side effects of the pills...i should go back and rest.'

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After 2 hours

"Do you think Yoo's dead by now?" Seungmin asked as he chewed on the chips, eyes glued to his phone

"Maybe, or maybe not..he could be slowly dying too?"

"I guess, who cares tho" Seungmin put his phone down and layed still on the couch

His phone buzzed, showing a random add in his notification bar..and behind it was a lockscreen. a precious one. Hyunjin noticed it and starred at the sleeping seungmin

*sigh*
"you still haven't forgotten about that boy have you?"

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"UGH...This is unbearable... I feel like I'm fucking dying.." he screamed in the closed hotel room..

clumsily reaching for the pills in the bedside table he grabbed them hurridly, dropping a few on the floor, he chugged them down on one go and hugged his knees tight as he layed on the bed.
squeezing his eyes tight as if he was falling through everything. so dizzy, he felt so heavy. his stomach was aching, head was killing itself and now the heart felt like it could jump out..it was painful.

he panted loudly, hoped that it would end quickly..he had no idea if he was really drugged and dying or it was his usual breakdown or side shit whatever...he hated the word "side effects". because everyone was worried of the 'side effects' the "pills" would have on him.. But it didn't matter to him, because no one could stop him from having them either. Even if he was dying, he could save himself in one go too..Because after all...at the end of the day.




he was a professional medical doctor.

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Yes, 2 chapters in 1hour, now I'll be going away for 2 decades and 1 year :)


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