youth ; jaeyong

sixteen ; home

for the next week, my home was the police station.

they were doing more research, asking more questions, trying to come to an answer on what to do with them.

i couldn't cry anymore. my eyes burned all day and all night. i couldn't get any sleep without taeyong by my side.

i spent my time laying down, staring up at the ceiling, an empty void filling my thoughts.

for the hundredth time this week, i heard the door open, a collective sigh coming from the officers.

" mister jung- "

" how many got damn times to i have to tell you to call me mister lee? "

i didn't even look at them, still staring at the indigo colored ceiling.

" we've come to a solution. "

" let me guess, you're going to have them serve eight years anyway because everything i say to you goes in one ear and out the other. because you get some sort of thrill out of making me pissed off and depressed and angry. "

" no mister lee. they will do community service but that's about it. we went into greater detail and with questioning, we know that NCT are not bad guys. they will do the community service because either way, they're still killers. they have been authorized to not band as a gang anymore and if they wish to continue with what they do, they can join law enforcement. "

i scoffed, trying not to roll my eyes.

" yeah, as if they'd want to work alongside you dim-witted assholes. take me to see taeyong. "

" not yet, they are all being talked to and informed- "

i raised my eyebrow, sitting up and glaring at them.

" it wasn't a question. i've put up with your idiocy all week and i am not taking no for an answer. you let me see him before i personally go to all of your houses tonight and gauge your eyeballs out with forks. "

" mister jung, that's a threat- "

" you're damn right it's a threat. and for the last fucking time, call me mister lee before i snap your neck. take me to him before i take action on my words. "

their eyes widened, nodding.

i was not in the mood to deal with any of this anymore.

they led me down a hallway, opening the door to the room. my heart nearly burst out of my chest seeing him sitting there, the rest of NCT sitting alongside, listening intently to the officer talking to them.

" you, you're done. get out. "

i stared at the officer talking expectantly, waiting for him to leave.

" excuse me- "

" seunghyun, just go. "

the officer nodded at the officers behind me, leaving the room.

i immediately turned to taeyong, his lips already quivering as tears began to well up in his eyes.

" tae. "