nights ☆ nct dream

last.

Jaemin's POV

No. Please don't let me die...

"Jisung-ah... This isn't you. Please, wake up. Get on your senses!" I pleaded to Jisung, but he just laughed and shook his head.

"This is the side that Park Jisung didn't want you guys to see." He pointed the edge of the pocket knife to my neck.  "A pyscho side."

He was getting ready to stab me on my chest.

This is my end.

I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the pain.

But I felt nothing.

I heard something falling, as I opened my eyes, seeing Jisung holding his head.

My eyes widened, when I realize what was actually happening.

Park Jisung was coming out.

I just stood still, tears forming on my eyes when I hear him hissing because of the pain on his head, I guess? Because the real Jisung was getting out.

"H-hyung...?" He looked at me, then his eyes widened. "D-don't tell me..?" He suddenly hugged me, as I felt his tears on my shoulders when I did. Out of relief, I cried, too.

"I'm so sorry, hyung..." Jisung said, his voice muffled because of him hugging me. "I-I'm sorry for not telling you..."

"It's okay Jisung, it's okay..." I patted his back. "You saved me, it's okay..."

Jisung was the one who made me suffer,

But he's also the reason why I'm still alive.

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Third Person's POV

After those hard days, Jisung was now diagnosed with Split Personality disorder, and is now confined in an asylum. The boys were relieved but also sad, because he was suffering the all time when no one knew. Well, Mark knew.

They still haven't forgave Jisung about the fact that he killed Donghyuk and Jeno. In fact, they were still furious about it, and Jaemin had to think twice if he's gonna do his promise to Jeno or not.

They were now on their jobs, them being business mans to be the heir of their parent's company. But without Jisung, Jeno, and Donghyuk, their lives has been hard. Especially without Jeno, he knows a lot.

Jisung came out of the asylum as he was now fine. His 'Na Jisung' side didn't come out for 5 months, and Jisung himself was happy by that fact.

He is now working as a business man also, with the other boys.

He was happy.

Jaemin's POV

Someone knocked on my door, as I was busy putting my papers in order of meetings. Sigh. It was hard, I have to admit. But it's nice, the fact that I can have the chance of getting this company is great.

"Come in." I saw Jisung coming in, as I flashed a bright smile. "Jisung-ah! It's been a long time since you visited."

"I know right." He laughed, as he gave me a plastic with a drink inside. "Here's your favorite, Espresso!"

"Thank you, Jisungie~" I smiled, as I drank the coffee.

"I realize that I haven't really looked at your office properly." He said, probably noticing the antique decorations on the back of me.

"You can look, I don't mind." He smiled at me, as he beamed, running towards the back of my office.

But I felt a grip on my neck, as I choked.

I looked to my right, seeing a sharp pocket knife.

No.

"This is going to be one of those nights wherein you'll wish that it was all a dream."

THE END

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a/n: i actually wrote this during lunch time on school.

aND AYSHLAGBDIACAJDUAHFSKSGAJSUVS NIGHTS IS FINISHED YAODHAYSUOAGCEIKQFAYDGJSSGISSV

I CANT EVEN NO THE BOOK IS FINISHED AUSOHAJAUSIAB IM GOING TO MISS THIS

What are my plans now?

probably going to finish seenzoned by the end of february or january, and publish a new book that is not an epistolary???

omg

i'll publish a chapter that has the full explanation and plot of this story whenever i got the energy to do it.

you're also allowed to ask questions if there are things that are unclear~

but,

nights end.
17.01.18

i love you guys.