Addicted To You | NCT Gang AU ✔️

Chapter 7

Kim Doyoung

"What is it that you want Hyung?" I asked, Taeil never asks for help. If he wants help he doesn't ask so desperately. "I don't want anything, what I need is your help?"

"Ok, what do you 'need' help with?"

"It's Jungwoo,"

"What about him?"

"Come see for yourself," he said before taking me to Jungwoo's room and showing me what kind of 'help' he needed. I had never seen the poor boy in such a state before. "He's been taking these for god knows how long," he said before pulling out a small orange tub filled with pills. "Zolpidem," I read, "Shit, Taeil. These are the worst kind of pills he can be taking, how much did he take."

"D-Doyoung, he chucked half of them down his throat," he replied letting tears fall down his eyes. "Get rid of these now, and any others he has lying around. We need to send him to therapy. If he properly trusted us, he would've told us about these problems and I don't think I'd be able to listen to what he has to say without breaking down,"

"Thank you, Doyoung it means a lot to see that you care,"

"Taeil, I've always cared, it's what I do best."

Lee Donghyuck

The night was cold, it was always cold but today it felt like I was lying in ice. I tried my best to cover myself with the thick duvet but it didn't work, any normal human being would be boiling right now. But I wasn't. I decided to go wash my face, as it was drenched in sweat. I don't know what's come over me, perhaps I'm ill, it would make sense. I looked up to the disgrace in the mirror, surprised it hadn't cracked at the ugliness at the sight it was looking at.

I'm disgusting, disgusting for giving into my Father's wants. The thought of my father winning and stealing every hope and dream I had ever had made me cry. And so I did, I cried for hours looking at the disgrace I had become. I'd fail my mother and now I've failed myself. Any sign of that little boy I once was, was gone. And instead remained a broken and filthy man. All those threats I've received from those that I've tortured had become true, 'I want you to fucking suffer,' oh I am.

I hated looking at myself, this was the only mirror I had left in my room and now it's gotta go. Just as I lifted my fist to break it, I heard a knock, "Umm... Donghyuck can I come in please?" It was her, Minah, the one is 'supposedly' saved. Why was she here at my door? "What do you want?" I asked in the sternest voice I could pull. "I, I uh wanted to give you some cake," cake? She bakes now?

"I didn't bake it, Minyoung did but I wanted to give you some, so please let me in," that sounds more like Minah. It was a hard decision, maybe she could help calm me down, she's already done that without trying. I opened the door and there she was in front of me, looking beautiful as ever. Even with those pyjamas on and her messy hair that had imperfections, but that didn't matter to me. "Umm... Donghyuck, are you going to let me in or continue to stare at me?"

"I- I, sorry come in,"

"Whoa, he has manners."

"Haha funny,"

"I wasn't trying to be," ouch!

"How do you survive in here? It's boiling! Please turn the ac on or something." I was freezing and she was boiling, two opposites that balance out. I don't ever turn on the ac, but if she wants it I'll give it to her. "So, why did you really come here?" I asked whilst eating the delicious cake. "I don't know, I never see you hang with anybody,"

"I hang with Mark."

"O-oh okay, I guess I'll go then,"

"No! No, that didn't mean to come out in that way, I- can you stay?"