forgotten outcasts » nct dream BOOK 2 [ ✔ ]

"no shit, sherlock" - 09

Once the Queen recognized them, her expression aura changed dramatically. Miseo looked away, looking at the other boys who still stared at the Queen in shock. She looked back up at Jisung, who didn't spare her a glance even when he felt her gaze.

Miseo hooked arms with Jisung, as she slowly looked up to meet the Queen's gaze. The Queen was quite young, and familiar to all eight of them, she was none other than Sunae.

"Hello..." Sunae mumbled, she seemed just as shocked as the others were. The crowd around them was completely oblivious to the situation.

"H-How–"

"How has your stay here been?" She asked with a forced smile on her face. She was acting as if they were complete strangers. Had she forgotten? No one cared to reply or even open their mouth to speak.

"I see you eight are a little shy, am I right?" She asked, and again, they all left her with complete silence. "Well, I hope you guys like it here, and feel free to have as many drinks as you like. Please, everyone make them feel welcomed."

The people around them all cheered in agreement, only making the right of them feel more uncomfortable. The Queen or Sunae started walking towards Jisung and Miseo, her heels clicking  making their anticipation rise.

"Would you like a drink?" Sunae asked tilting her head, with a wine glass in her head. Miseo was trying to find the right words to reply with, but the shots she had earlier were coming back up.

"Uh..." Before Miseo could say anything more, her stomach made a weird noise, and she found herself throwing up all that she had regretted drinking earlier.

The crowd 'oo'ed seeing where the like had landed– right on the queen's dress.

"Oh shit." She murmured seeing what she had done.

Jisung just stared at the scene in front of him in shock as he quickly backed away.

"Its fine, it's fine. I should've known drinking alcohol would be caused this. Everyone just go back to what you were doing before." Sunae laughed the embarrassment off.

Miseo looked at the other boys with the 'am I gonna die' look. Jeno and Jaemin both simultaneously nodded slowly, as Donghyuck mouthed 'it was nice knowing ya'.

"I'm so sorry, Queen, I should've listened to my friend earlier. He was telling me to stop, but I didn't." Miseo made short eye contact with Renjun I'm the corner of her eye.

"It's fine. It's just fine, okay? Now, go have fun, and forget this happened." Sunae brought up a smile before walking away slowly.

Jisung quickly grabbed Miseo's wrist and made it through the crowd to get out of this place. It seemed that the others wanted out too, since they followed them.

"I thought I was gonna die." Miseo commented as her and Jisung tried to catch their breath, when they stopped in an empty hallway.

"Same" he muttered a reply. Soon, the others came.

"That was Sunae right?" Chenle asked, quickly clinging into Jisung.

"No shit, sherlock. Of course that was her." Renjun replied, his tone a lot darker than when they first got here.

"How'd she become queen? And how is she still alive?" Jaemin asked.

"No, the real question is: how'd she stay young." Donghyuck corrected. "Clearly ten years have passed, she would've been in her late twenties, at least."

"But, she looks the exact same," Jisung finished Donghyuck's sentence, them both making eye contact.

"Maybe she just looks young for her age..?" Mark questioned with a unconvincing shrug.

"Maybe...But all of this is just too–"

"wHO CARES!" Jeno suddenly yelled, interrupting Jaemin's words. Everyone stared at him with confusion. "She left us. Why should we care about her now?"

"We're not caring about her–"

"Then can we stop talking about this and leave? I don't want to be here anymore." Jeno pleaded, his mood totally different from what it was before. Chenle was about to speak again.

"We're just trying to figu–"

"Chenle," Mark interrupted the younger boy, shooting him a glare.

"K, whatever. Let's go." Chenle mumbled with a shrug. Everyone was about to walk back to their room when–

"MISEO!!" They all slowly turned around to see a group of girls walking fast towards them.

"Who the fuc-"

"Miseo, right?" A brunette girl asked, interrupting Donghyuck's comment.

"Yeah,"

"We're your biggest fans!" A new girl exclaimed, but Miseo only sent her a confused expression.

"ʷʰᵃᵗ"

"Oh, I'm sorry, that came out weird." The same girl apologized. "Um, ever since you entered nanarrow, you've been the center of attention, and all of us really admire you– and your brothers?"

The seven boys behind Miseo, we're about to laugh and correct the girl,

"Yeah," Miseo replied with a small shrug, making all seven boy's jaws drop in shock.

That wasn't exactly the response they were expecting.

"And yeah, we just really look up to you and wanna be friends." A short black haired girl replied, flashing Miseo a hopeful smile.

"Um okay," Miseo awkwardly replied.

"And we were wondering if you'd like to be friends with us? We figured you'd like to have some girlfriends since you'll be staying here long."

"Yeah sure." Miseo replied with a shrug.

"Also we're having a sleepover, and were about to invite you..." A new girl with long black hair piped in.

Miseo was speechless, how was she supposed to reply? When she was about to come up with an excuse, Jisung quickly ran to her side.

"She said of course!" He exclaimed, sending the girls a cute smile.

"What?" Miseo glared at the boy beside her.

"Yeah, what?" Jaemin piped in, giving Jisung a weird glare as well.

"Don't you think it'll be nice to get closer to your new friends?" Jisung whispered, leaning towards Miseo.

"Uhm." Miseo replied, putting a small fake smile, as she looked at Jisung with darting eyes.

"Yeah, it would a perfect way!" One of the girls commented, who had long black hair.

Jisung blinked silently at Miseo. She twisted her lips as she squinted her eyes at the younger, but taller boy.

"Yeah..." Was all Miseo could muster, before the girls anxiously pulled her away from the boys.

"Wait, right now?-"

"See you tomorrow Miseo~!!" She heard Donghyuck and Chenle exclaim teasingly, as they sarcastically waved bye to her.

fuck my life.