Trapped | NCT DREAM

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❝ EXTRA TWO : SCARED FOR THE FUTURE❞

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Haechan laid down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep because his mind wouldn't let him.

He couldn't understand what was happening and the only person he could talk to about it was currently sleeping on the bed on the other side of the room.

He and Mark hadn't been getting a lot of sleep lately, and it was starting to show. The hyungs were noticing and getting worried. For the past few weeks, Haechan noticed that Mark had been acting weird.

He knew something was going on, but he couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until he was first beaten by Mr. Yang for messing up one too many times in a practice, did he figure it out. He remembered how guilty Mark felt and he hated seeing him like that.

Haechan had to constantly tell him that it wasn't his fault. The only fault should be from Mr. Yang. Haechan's thoughts were interrupted when he heard Mark whimper in his sleep.

He looked over at the elder and saw that he was tossing and turning. He immediately knew that Mark was having a nightmare.

"I'm sorry. Please. I'm sorry," Mark mumbled in his sleep in English. Even though Haechan didn't know much English, he knew what those words meant.

Haechan sighed and looked back up at the ceiling. He knew better than to wake Mark up. It would just make things worse.

He continued listening as Mark spoke in English.

Haechan only prayed that no one else in the other rooms could hear him talking in his sleep.

Recently they had been sleeping in NCT 127's dorm, which made it difficult to hide what was happening. It only lasted for a little while longer.

Haechan heard the familiar sound of someone gasping for air and the rustling of the sheets as the elder shot up from his sleep. Haechan turned onto his arm, facing Mark, and placed his other arm in front of him.

He watched as Mark slowed his breathing to a slower pace. Mark let out a long sigh and raised his leg, resting his arm on his knee.

"Nightmare?" Haechan asked. Mark nodded. "Yeah, but it wasn't about me," he said. Haechan looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" Mark looked over at Haechan, eyes scrunched up in slight confusion as well.

"I don't really know, but I think one of the younger members is going to be targeted next. I had a dream about one of them being beaten, but I don't know who it is,"

Haechan sighed and laid back down on the bed, putting his arms over his eyes. "That isn't good. I don't know what will happen if the younger members get hurt," Haechan said.

Mark nodded again, "I've noticed that he's been eyeing the younger ones. We should be careful and protect them the best we can," Haechan nodded and looked over at Mark again.